Liao Lioyun started her partial snowfall.

The weather was already very cold at this time of year, and the ground in Chaowen was relatively dry. After the heavy snow fell, it quickly began to pile up.

Everyone walked out of the door with their hands folded and looked at the falling snowflakes, all with smiles on their faces. Especially the group of children who rushed out of the school, rarely leaving behind their pretense of sophistication and running unscrupulously on the open ground.

Let the snow fall on your clothes and hair.

"It's snowing." An old man moved a chair and sat in the sun. He looked at the snow falling dozens of meters away and said with a smile, "It's snowing so hard."

It snowed heavily in Liao Liuyun, and about 20 centimeters of snow quickly piled up on the ground.

The farmland where the seedlings were newly planted was completely covered with fresh snow, and it looked completely white at first glance. But next door, the Tongguo field that was bearing fruit was full of white, green, and vitality.

Waiting for the snow to stop in the morning, I walked along the field ridge to check the conditions of the farmland on both sides.

Liao Lioyun stepped on her footprints and stumbled behind her, singing a little song with an unknown tune in her mouth like "la la la, la la la". It was obvious that she really liked the snow.

Zhuchen smiled and said, "Are you so happy?"

Liao Lioyun nodded, squatted down and grabbed a handful of snow on the ground.

She worked hard with her little hands and fiddled with it carefully, but she still couldn't get the shape she wanted. Finally, she gave up very tactfully and motioned to Zhuchen to reach out and give her her finished product.

"Round clouds." Liao Liaoyun poked two holes on them with her fingers, "Eyes."

Zhuchen looked at the snowball in his hand and couldn't help laughing: "Is it a chubby cloud?"

Liao Lioyun received the affirmation and nodded vigorously again: "Yes!"

She squatted down and continued to make clouds, hoping to show Zhuchen something different. But the snow was too cold. She touched it with her hands, and her body began to stiffen. Then she lost strength and plunged her head into it.

Zhuchen thought she was playing, so he didn't bother her. After waiting for a while and no movement from her, he picked her up by her back collar.

Liao Lioyun regained her freedom, blinked slowly, raised her hand to wipe off the fine snow on her face, and chuckled at Zhuchen. The outline of her round face was still left in the snow pit she had just smashed.

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Zhuchen wiped her face clean, made sure she was fine, and said strangely: "You can't move when you're iced, right?"

Liao Liuyun said: "It can. But it can't float. It will freeze."

Zhuchen quickly tied a long belt around her body, fearing that the cloud baby would disappear rolling in the snow, and the snow would have to melt before he could be found.

Liao Liuyun was playing in the snow and singing there. Because of the cold, the melody kept skipping beats.

Zhuchen listened to it and thought it was too weird, so he suggested, "Can my sister teach you how to sing?"

Liao Lioyun raised her head and looked at her.

Zhuchen thought for a while, picked a children's song with a catchy melody, clapped his hands and sang to her: "The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me..."

Liao Liao Yun hummed this song all day long and ran all over Chaowen. In the evening, Zhu Chen found out that the last two lines of Liao Liao Yun's song were: "The little bird said, early morning early morning

,Why don’t I have a small schoolbag~”

Hey, my girl~ can change the lyrics by herself? She must be a little genius, right?

Liao Lioyun stood on her bed and asked: "What is a small schoolbag!"

Zhuchen saw that she wanted it very much and her eyes were filled with curiosity, so he made one for her using the remaining cloth in the house.

Zhuchen's bag-making skills are not very good, after all, he is not a professional. Even his sewing skills are not good, and the stitches are crooked.

But she still remembered some designs and used ingenuity to cover up her poor craftsmanship. Finally, she sewed a small red round backpack and carried it behind Liao Lioyun's back.

This bag looks very festive and suits her very well. Liaolianyun turned around in a circle, reluctantly took it off at Zhuchen's urging, placed it beside the bed, and then curled up under the quilt to get ready to sleep peacefully.

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On the second day, as expected, many people brought new small book bags. There were various patterns, and some were even embroidered with small animals. They were lifelike and skillful. They were obviously made overnight using embroidery stored at home.

Produced by Liao Lioyun.

Liao Lioyun hugged and looked at it for a while, covered her mouth and snickered aside, feeling extremely proud of herself for receiving so many gifts.

Zhuchen discussed it with her for a while, and in the end she wisely kept only Zhuchen's small bag and donated the other bags to the school.

So all the students had new book bags.

Liao Lioyun especially treasured the gift Zhuchen gave her, and she almost couldn't put it down. But she usually liked to play around, so it was very inconvenient to carry this thing with her, so she finally stuffed it into her pocket.

After Zhuchen found out, he couldn't comment on her behavior.

It'll be fine if Liao Lioyun is happy.

At noon, I sat in the sun at the newly selected location of the government building and drew sketches by referring to the information provided by the system.

When I was lazily, I heard a low and pleasant voice shouting: "This Taoist is friendly."

Zhuchen didn't notice anyone approaching, and suddenly heard his voice. His heart felt like it was hit by a bell, and his whole body trembled.

She raised her head, and when she saw the other person's face clearly, she got goosebumps all over her body, and unconsciously dropped the pen in her hand.

...who is this?

The young man opposite seemed to have anticipated her reaction. He still smiled as warmly as the spring breeze, and with a twist of his finger, he easily caught her pen.

He turned over the back of his hand, clamped the pen body between his well-jointed fingers, placed it flat on the stand on one side, and asked doubtfully: "This fellow Taoist?"

"you--"

Zhuchen scanned his face for a long time, then looked back at the master's residence.

Feng Buye should be in the demon world at this time. Zhuchen watched him go out with his own eyes. Today he was wearing a blue gold-threaded robe with wide sleeves, while the man in front of him was wearing a pure black robe with a hand holding a

A long nondescript stick.

However, their faces are too similar. Whether it is the narrow phoenix eyes or the cold facial features. If their temperaments were not completely different, even Zhuchen would not be able to tell the difference.

There will never be two people in this world who look so similar based on genetic probability.

Zhuchen stood up and asked: "Who are you?"

The other party looked suspicious and asked, "You don't know who I am?"

Zhuchen was confused by his question, wondering if this was an expert sent by the Fuqiu Sect to legislate?

I don’t know if Fuqiu Sect has image rights.

Zhuchen's tone slowed down a bit and asked: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't have any other name." He opened the fan in front of him and smiled brightly, "It never sleeps under the leeward wind."

Zhuchen: "..." I have mixed feelings.

This is too much. Can't you ask who owns this place before committing fraud?

What's more, it's their senior brother's privilege to nibble on old men. This person is simply taking her job.

Thousands of words condensed into one sentence——

Zhuchen said sympathetically: "Your life is gone."

The other party smiled and said: "My life? It's gone long ago."

Before he finished speaking, the Hanxu Sword flew out and headed straight for the opponent's life gate.

Zhuchen quickly retreated, and for the first time he saw Hanxu Sword bursting out with unprecedented killing intent. The sword soul concentrated directly, vowing to strangle the opponent.

Zhuchen was shocked. Although he knew that Feng Buyi was going to be angry, he never thought that he would kill him before he met anyone.

That demonic cultivator dared to use the name of Feng Buye to deceive others. It seemed that he must have some skills. However, he was swept away with a sword, and he just remained motionless on the spot.

Zhuchen gasped when he saw this, and couldn't help but close his eyes when the sword energy hit the opponent's waist.

The sound of sword energy breaking through the wind shouted, but there was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground as she imagined, nor was there any impact of weapons colliding.

She opened it carefully and was surprised to find that there was no bloody scene in front of her. The young man was still standing there leisurely, and even the smile on his face did not change much.

"ah?"

Zhuchen lowered his head and looked at his hands, thinking it was his imagination.

The sonorous sword cry came from the Hanxu Sword on one side, attracting Zhuchen's eyes.

Purple light flashed from the sword, and Hanxu struck again.

This time, Zhuchen saw it clearly. Hanxu had indeed hit him, and the young man then turned... into a ball of demonic energy and returned to his original state.

...What kind of immortal buff is this?!

The young man asked desperately: "Why do you want to kill me before I meet you?"

Zhuchen shouted: "You have never met my master, why are you pretending to be him!"

"Oh?" The young man seemed to have realized that he had deceived me, and admitted his mistake perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I will give my face back to you."

As he spoke, his appearance changed.

"Ah -" Zhuchen yelled angrily, "You can only use our Pu Fengshan people to harvest wool, right? Can't you do some things in the world? This is the face of our leader!"

"Oh, that's it." The young man suddenly realized, "I just think the faces of these two people are useful, and I have no other intention."

Zhuchen didn't see how he cast the spell, and his body shape had changed again. This transformation technique was truly superb.
To be continued...