When Zhang Xiaoluo accompanied Fandi in the vast snow sea, teams of snow wolf cavalry were coming out quickly from the gates of the four directions of the Ice and Snow City, without caring about the increasingly violent blizzard outside the city, and scattering towards the seventy-two towns under the Ice and Snow City.

At this moment, in the sky filled with snow in the snow city, it seemed that a woman transformed from dancing snow was standing. The woman only showed her graceful upper body, a layer of thin green ice draped on her shoulders like a veil, and snow falling from the sky lingered around her, as if she was gentle care.

The woman was huge, and half of the body that appeared was almost the size of the majestic temple in the Ice and Snow City. She was frowning slightly, looking for something in the Ice and Snow City.

"Hey, where did you go? Could it be that he is not a citizen of the Ice City, but a person from the town under his jurisdiction? No wonder there are those kind of comfortable remarks..."

The woman finally withdrew her gaze from Xun, and thought for a moment, and the huge figure turned into countless fine snow chips and disappeared into the cold wind.

Fandi has come to Ice and Snow City to pay tributes many times and is very familiar with the tribute payment process, but he still feels panic in his heart. He remembered his Haiwa's advice to him, and then quietly turned to look at Zhang Xiaoluo, who looked calm behind him, and felt a little relieved.

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"Thank you for the gift of God Jima! God's messenger, this is a barbarian slave in Xiaomin's family. Because Xiaomin came to get infected with wind and cold last time and was weak, he brought him to help. May the glory of God Jima shine on every snowy people!"

Vandi hurried forward and spoke respectfully and explained.

The white robe priest seemed to be like Fandi, who was weak and had already become commonplace with the phenomenon of coming with the barbarian slaves. His eyes glanced at Fandi's haggard face again, and turned around and walked into the temple.

"The God of Jima will give every snowy people who believe in her devoutly. Come with me, and bathe the glory of Jima again and drive away the sick people in your body."

Fandi hurriedly lowered his head and followed the white robe priest towards the temple. Zhang Xiaoluo, who was behind him, suddenly raised his head, raised his right hand slightly, and a black insect flew out instantly and drilled into Fandi's body.

After Fandi's figure disappeared into the temple, Zhang Xiaoluo slowly turned around and found a slightly dry place near the street near the entrance of the temple. He sat down lazily, closed his eyes and waited.

He seemed to feel a figure slowly appearing in front of him. The figure slowly approached, and finally stopped in front of him.

Zhang Xiaoluo opened his eyes and found a broken old bowl in front of him. Most of the snow was falling inside the bowl, and the small copper coins at the bottom of the bowl could be vaguely seen.

Holding the old bowl was an old woman with a hunched body. The old woman was wrapped in broken animal skins, barely covering most of her body. On her exposed calves were covered with scarred blue-black frostbite.

The old woman was wearing one foot that was significantly smaller and the other was bare. Because the bottom of the clogs was high, the old woman's whole body tilted slightly to the side of the barefoot.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked up at the old woman. Through the messy gray hair that had been frozen into inches of ice chips, he saw a numb and vicissitudes of life and a dry eyes that showed a faint expectation.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the copper coins at the bottom of the bowl again, as if he understood something.

He slowly took out a silver coin from his arms, and his face showed reluctance. Finally, Zhang Xiaoluo put the silver coin into the old woman's broken bowl that had been stretching, then took out a few small copper coins in the bowl and carefully put them into his arms...

One silver coin can be exchanged for ten copper coins, and Zhang Xiaoluo is not that generous yet.

After noon, Fandi's figure finally appeared at the door of the temple again. He was obviously in a good mood. He saw Zhang Xiaoluo lying on the side from afar, and walked up with a smile.

"Xiao Luo, I have been bathed in the gifts of God Jima again. I feel that I am not far from my physical recovery. Thank you God Jima! I will take you to make a good move in the Ice City these days. Although it is not the day of the market, it is also extremely lively!"

When Fan Hai told everything to his father, Fan Hai's family no longer treated Zhang Xiaoluo as a slave. Only the ignorant Miji also occasionally shouted "Baru slave".

Zhang Xiaoluo chuckled.

Fan Di has been bedridden for many days, and it is rare to have this opportunity. He will be delayed for a few days in the Ice and Snow City. Fan Hai has already explained this to Zhang Xiaoluo. Zhang Xiaoluo thought that since Fan Di could come out of the temple without any harm, the killing disaster that has troubled the Fan family for many days will no longer exist. With Fan Hai at home, he would stay in the Ice and Snow City for a few days.

But what made Zhang Xiaoluo feel quite regretful was that the ice platform where the silver coins were earned when he came last time was empty, and the ice platform was covered with thick snow.

Fortunately, the elderly woman who set up a stall to sell straw sandals was still there. In Fandi's surprised gaze, Zhang Xiaoluo took out three small copper coins from his arms and placed them on the ice platform in front of the old woman.

"Mother-in-law, Zhang Xiaoluote comes to thank him for his advice. Why hasn't the old man who weaves straw sandals come?"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the ground covered with a thin layer of snow behind the old woman and asked softly at the old woman sitting behind the stall.

"The old man who weaves straw sandals? My straw sandals are all made by my son. My blind wife has passed away for many years..."

The old woman looked at the young man in front of her and replied in confusion, then lowered her head and wiped away the snow drips falling from the straw sandals again.

Zhang Xiaoluo's body was shocked and he was silent for a long time. Finally, he took out the only copper coin from his arms again, put it among the other three copper coins, and then faced the snow where the blind old man had squatted and bowed down.

"The four copper coins have been all for Xiao Luo. Thank you for your kindness!"

The old man who weaves clogs is definitely not transformed by ghosts, and he has no ghost energy.

Zhang Xiaoluo is very sure of this.

Fan Hai seemed to be in a daze these days, and there was always a vague figure in his mind whispering to him. He helped his mother pack up the sacrifices he had made, served Ah Meiji to sleep, and carefully sealed the manure charcoal in several iglooes in his home before lying down in his igloo.

"Ban Hai..."

The cry of the cold wind sounded outside the house, as if a call to Fanhai was faintly mixed, and it was transmitted into the igloo.

Fan Hai turned over and covered his animal skin on his head and wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible, but he could not sleep even if he tried every possible effort.

The cold wind outside the house was even more violent. The thick door curtain at the door used to cover the wind and snow was blown up by the cold wind from time to time and fell heavily. The copper bells around the door curtains made a messy "jingle" sound from time to time.

"Ban Hai..."

The call started again.

Fan Hai suddenly turned over and sat up, listening quietly in the dark room.

Except for the cold wind outside the house mixed with the shouting of large snowflakes, the low "bang" sound of the door curtain hitting the ice wall, the messy copper ringtones, and the subtle "crackling" sound of the sealed manure charcoal inside the house from time to time, there was no more sound.

Fan Hai laughed at himself, shook his head and lay down again. He couldn't help but think of his father who was heading to the Ice and Snow City, Zhang Xiaoluo who was walking with his father, the temple of the Ice and Snow City, and the Snow Jade Tower in the Ice and Snow City...

"Ban Hai..."

A very clear woman's call came from outside the house. Fan Hai sat up again, thought for a moment, put on the clogs and straw sandals, reached over the beast jacket next to him, got up and walked out of the door.

At the end of the path with large snowflakes falling, Fan Hai saw a young woman in blue clothes. The woman had a faint sad look on her face. When she saw Fan Hai going out, her sadness disappeared and she showed a bright smile.

"Fan Hai, have you come to see the Star Dome with me? I thought you wouldn't pay attention to me anymore..."

When the woman's words came out, Fan Hai slowly walked towards the place where the woman stood. As Fan Hai moved forward, the bitter cold wind and flying snowflakes in front of him gradually calmed down.

Fan Hai and the woman in green sat side by side on the high snow ridge at the edge of the town, looking up at the dark blue starry sky together.

The starry sky is dark, and there is no star.

"So you live here! Fan Hai, I'm easy to find, thinking you're trying to avoid me on purpose. I don't come here often, and the little guys here don't seem to be very obedient, so... we may not see the Star Dome this time."

A woman in green named Yanxue looked up at the sky covered by wind and snow, waved her hand from time to time to wipe off the snowflakes that seemed to be jumping mischievously in front of her, and said with a little sadness.

"Yanxue, you came here from Ice and Snow City to look up at the stars with me?"

Fan Hai seemed to remember the night when Ice and Snow City looked up at the stars, retracted his gaze and looked at the melancholy and gentle woman beside him.

"Well! When my grandma was still there, I liked to snuggle with my grandma and look up at the starry sky with my grandma. The starry sky was so beautiful at that time! But since my grandma left, the starry sky in our snowy area has not been so beautiful, and no one has accompanied me to watch the starry sky. You are the only person who accompanied Yanxue to watch the starry sky except for my grandma. Yanxue likes to have you by my side..."

The woman in green said, tears fell from her eyes as clear as ice crystals, but before the tears fell, they had turned into transparent ice beads, condensed on the pretty face that was as lustrous as ice sculptures.

Looking at the woman who was crying in front of him, Fan Hai's thrilling heart melted. He looked at the woman's eyes and made a vow to the vast snowy land that he would remember for his whole life.

"If you like it, I will stay with you until the day when you see the most beautiful starry sky again!"

The woman in green smiled happily. She lowered her head and gently kissed Fan Hai with her cold lips.
Chapter completed!