Shuangxue once tried to persuade her unreasonable uncle.

"When children grow up, they will eventually have to go out and experience things. Just like I did back then, she will be the same in the future."

"She doesn't need it." Bian Zheng replied lightly, "It's very good here. She just needs to stay."

Bian Zheng said that this place is very good, but of course he does not mean that Beiyuan, a cursed place, is very good, nor does it mean that the Xuan Shuang Sect with few disciples is very good, so Shuang Xue has no chance to accuse him of telling lies.

What he said is that Guiyu Mountain is very good.

It's good to stay by his side.

"How can there be any reason to hide under the wings of elders all the time?" Shuangxue sighed, "Uncle Master can't stay here forever. If Uncle Master leaves, what will happen?"

"There's something wrong with the gate of the Immortal Domain. You can't take A Qi with her."

"No need. Even if I'm not here, there are still Tong Gong and Wu Shan. This is not a farewell. Shuang Xue, I don't understand what you are worried about. It's useless to think too much. Do what you should do."

Seeing that Bian Zheng looked like she didn't want to continue talking, Shuangxue also stopped talking, bowed respectfully and left.

Doing something when you know it cannot be done is not the best strategy. You should observe its behavior temporarily and make a decision before taking action.

Shuangxue finished her recollection and looked at the little girl leaning on the stone steps, her eyes softening unconsciously.

Sheng Pei swallowed the last sip of the glutinous rice cake, wiped his hands carefully with a handkerchief, and then sat motionless, quietly looking at the mountain scenery.

On the hilltop opposite the two of them is a large plum grove. The plum grove is luxuriant and the flowers are in bloom. From a distance, it looks like tens of thousands of red orbs have fallen from the white snow, which is so vivid.

The cold wind passed through the plum forest, bringing with it bursts of sweet scent of plum blossoms and snow. Somehow, the clear and shallow stream in the mountains did not freeze under the extreme cold breath, and only flowed tirelessly in the mountains.

In the meantime, it hit the cliff and flowed all the way to the feet of the two of them.

The sound of running water is as clear and sweet as jade, adding a few bright and beautiful syllables to the boring rhythm played by the wind and snow.

The red of the plum forest is not a flashy red. The red plums in the snow are like steady fireworks, burning hot and clean. Just like the red plum fairy, the past owner of this plum forest, her beauty is riotous, but she is white and quiet.

"Does it look good?" Shuangxue's face was very soft, and her voice was more beautiful than chasing the waves in a mountain stream.

Sheng Fei was fascinated by the mountain flowers, nodded and said: "Of course they are beautiful."

I am used to seeing the beautiful scenery of spring, but the quiet and elegance of winter is also something special.

It is not pure white, nothingness, unchanging dead silence, but lively and vibrant colors of thousands of completely different kinds of white. Hidden under each kind of silent white is the vitality and joy of the coming year, and some

The rustling ground expresses the unwillingness in the middle of winter in the twelfth lunar month, standing proudly in the wind and dancing with the flying snow.

"It's different from what's written in the story book. These are even more beautiful than what's written in the story book." Sheng Fei stretched out his hand outside the barrier, and his young, white hands danced in the wind and snow, letting the snow beads beat against them.

Still stubbornly trying to catch a wisp of plum fragrance coming in the wind.

After reading hundreds of books, you still need to see it with your own eyes. White paper and black ink, how can it compare to the thousands of scenery and colors in the world?

"Do you like it here?" The boy's clean and clear voice melted into the snow and became less clear.

"Of course I do." Sheng Fei nodded again, "I want to see more beautiful scenery like this. I want to see it with my own eyes."

After trying to grab Mei Xiang to no avail, Sheng Fei withdrew his hand with a little regret. The little hand that had been left in the wind and snow for a short time was already red.

Fortunately, this place is located at the turning point of the mountain corner and close to the edge of the barrier. The wind and snow are relatively gentle. The snow beads that can usually penetrate the palm of the hand are lying honestly in Sheng Fei's hand, condensing and not melting.

High-quality crystal should also be crystal clear.

These unmelting snow beads are called "Xuanshuang Tears" in the North Plains. They seem to have a very special meaning, or they are just to give them a name that matches their beauty. No one agrees with it.

Sheng Fei told the story behind it, but she didn't take it seriously. She only carefully put the Tears of Xuan Shuang into her little pocket.

After everything was done, the little girl seemed to realize the cold. She put her two little hands together and rubbed them again, then brought them to her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly and breathed out a few mouthfuls of warm air, trying to relieve some of the stiffness on her skin.

Meaning.

"You can go and see it. You can go wherever you want. It's up to you to decide. What's in the book is more fake than what's real."

Shuangxue chuckled helplessly, the encouragement and care in her soft and clean eyes were clearly written, and there was also a little bit of emotion hidden inside that even Sheng Fei couldn't understand.

But that doesn't matter, the boy's eyes, the boy's words, the boy's thoughts are as white as the boy's snow and softer than ice and snow, simple, transparent, and extremely clear.

Sheng Fei knew that he was not pitying himself, but sincerely believed that his wish would have a chance to come true.

She received blessings from Shuangxue, so she was very satisfied and thought this was good.

A small hand warmer was stuffed into his arms. Sheng Wei smiled happily and moved the hand on his cheek to the edge of the stove, shrinking even tighter.

"Where did it come from?"

"I exchanged it with the mute girl who burned sugar at the foot of the mountain." Shuangxue looked at the little girl's smile with great satisfaction, "The mute girl was kind-hearted, I froze ten drawers of candy for her, and she gave me a lot of silver bamboo charcoal.

"

Shuangxue had only just remembered the hand warmer and silver bamboo charcoal. Sheng Fei had always been weak and had no cultivation skills. He looked at Sheng Fei who was suffering from the cold and did not dare to send her spiritual power to keep her warm.

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Silver bamboo charcoal is a specialty of Beiyuan. It can only appear under the veins at the junction of glaciers and lava. It is said to be charcoal, but it is actually a very special kind of jade that can burn. After it is lit, the air will be filled with waves of fresh and elegant bamboo.

It is fragrant and its color is like a silver star, so it is named Silver Bamboo Charcoal.

The heat emitted by the burning silver bamboo charcoal will not be very high, it is just enough to warm your hands, and it has no other uses. No one would even think of looking for such a useless stone.

Furthermore, a piece of silver bamboo charcoal the size of a fist can burn for three to five years if it burns without stopping.

"The mute lady is such a good person, I will help her make sweets next time."

Sheng Fei held the brass hand warmer in his hand and moved closer to Shuangxue. He paused and said, "Also, thank you Axue! Next time we go to Uncle Qin's place, I will make dumplings for you to eat!"

"

Due to their cultivation techniques and physical constitution, the body temperature of Shuangxue and others is much lower than that of ordinary people on weekdays, not to mention that they emit cold air, but they always look cold.

However, at this moment, Shuangxue was feeling warm all over her body, and her skin felt like a piece of warm nephrite. The heat was not scorching, just like boiling water that had just been dried. Sheng Fei only felt very warm.

"What filling do you want to eat? Corn, bell pepper, green beans, or cabbage?" Sheng Fei counted on his fingers.

Shuangxue said with some confusion: "Why are they all plain stuffing?"

The little girl replied dejectedly: "Uncle Qin's knife is too heavy, I can't lift it."

If you can't hold the knife, you can't chop the meat. As a practitioner, Qin Jian, even if he can't use the spiritual power skills, still has the strength he should have. A knife used by a great practitioner who specializes in sword skills.

What kind of ordinary thing could it be?

If a five-year-old child who has only been awake for less than a year can handle his knife, then he is a ghost.

Shuangxue quickly figured out the difficulty and said softly: "Vegetarian stuffing is also very good. Uncle Qin has a lot of hot sauce. I've been craving for it for a long time. I want to eat dumplings stuffed with corn and bell pepper. Green bean juice should be added to the dough.

Break an egg."

The right comfort made Sheng Fei suddenly feel happy again and nodded. His little body was full of energy and he wanted to rush down the mountain to harm the vegetable patch in the cook's yard.

Thinking like this, Sheng Fei pushed aside the large sleeves covering his head that did not belong to him, stood up, patted the non-existent dust under him, and wanted to run down the mountain with a small hand stove.

"We can't do it today. We should go back now, otherwise our uncle will be anxious if he can't find you."

Shuangxue hurriedly put her hand in front of Sheng Fei, stood up, and gathered the hem of her clothes that had been scattered on the floor with her other hand.

"But it hasn't been long since we came out." Sheng Wei muttered in a low voice, but he held Shuangxue's sleeves honestly.

"It's time for you to take your medicine."

"I don't want to take medicine at all." The little girl's face completely drooped, "Can't I just not take it? I don't feel any discomfort at all..."

"No, your idea is very dangerous." Shuangxue rejected her ruthlessly.

It is one thing for Sheng Fei to be unwilling to take medicine. It is another thing for him to encourage Sheng Fei not to take medicine and then be beaten up by his uncle.

On this point, Bian Zheng's insistence was right. In Sheng Wei's perception, there was no correct judgment of the degree of pain at all.

The pain she felt every day and every night made her accustomed to it. As time went by, she mistakenly thought the pain was not painful. Her perception was numbed, but the pain still existed, consuming and damaging her vitality all the time.

Her spirit.

Children from other families might be reluctant to take medicine because the soup tastes bitter, but Sheng Fei really didn't feel that he was uncomfortable, and he wouldn't be able to react for a while if his condition worsened.

She would only feel that she was just a little bit uncomfortable again, and the snacks brought to her mouth were not as sweet and delicious as before.

Children who fall into this situation are often terribly stubborn, and it is difficult to reason with them.

Just like Sheng Fei, he only believes in his own perception and judgment, and most of the time he takes an indifferent attitude towards his own illness. Underneath his superficial obedience and obedience, there are all kinds of little thoughts hidden underneath. Bian Zheng is like

I have always been troubled by her behavior of not caring about her body.

It's not a matter of hitting or scolding.

It's useless to argue, and no matter who you try to persuade, it won't work. The little girl's reaction will only become more intense, and she will also engage in some bad behaviors that cause harm to herself, such as hunger strikes.

When it was time to take medicine, Bian Qi would definitely be the first one to run away without a trace. Shuangxue said that she didn't really want to be a bad person, and it was more appropriate to leave such matters as admonishing disciples to teachers.

In the end, in addition to the endless noisy Sheng Pei, the tortured one also had to add a busy Bian Zheng.

What does mutual learning mean? This is it.

It is impossible to take action. If we take action, there will be no tomorrow. It is absolutely impossible to take action.

The candy in the blind man and the dumb girl's candy shop has very magical effects. It's true that Bian Zheng has never had the idea of ​​​​candy, but the dumb girl does not welcome him. The blind man even bluntly said that if Bian Zheng wants to buy candy, he will have to wait until he meets the dumb girl.

Mother ascended to heaven together.
To be continued...