The north wind whistled past, passing by a person's face, like a knife cutting, not only causing pain, but also the chill could pierce the skin and fall straight into the heart.

Shen Yuanjing was thin and walked in the snow that was beyond his ankles, trembling with cold. Only by constantly pursuing Ming Yugong could he barely resist some of the cold and prevent him from freezing.

The luggage and sword fell outside Xiaoao World. When traveling through time, only his close clothes followed him. At this moment, he was facing heavy snow and cold weather, but he had no choice but to do anything.

A vast white area covered the deserted wilderness, with the endless world. Occasionally, I saw a small hill in the distance, like a beast lying on the ground with its neck shrank.

Birds fly across thousands of mountains, and people die in thousands of paths.

After walking in the snow for more than an hour, Shen Yuanjing realized that he was naive. Unlike modern times, the ancient times were densely populated and every village was connected, and there must be smoke from cooking within ten steps. Not to mention people, there was not even a bird.

At this moment, he was cold and hungry. If he had walked for another one or two hours, he would have to suffer from typhoid fever. He had to stop and prepare to find a place to dig a hole to keep warm.

Suddenly, some movement came from behind, unlike the sound of wind and snow. He looked back and saw that each person and his riding were getting closer.

Shen Yuanjing turned sideways and stood on the side of the road, looking alertly at the person coming more than ten meters away. A maroon horse ran slowly, and the people carrying him also found Shen Yuanjing, took the reins, slowly stopped beside him, and jumped down.

"The mountains in Xiahua are not crowded!" The person who came bowed, looked at Shen Yuanjing with a wariness, and did not step forward, stood by the horse, looked at him, and asked in a gentle tone: "Little brother, it's cold and cold, why are you wearing so thin clothes outside alone?"

Shen Yuanjing was shocked and looked at him. Yue Buqun was a little taller than him. He was about 1.85 meters tall. He had a beard about two inches, his eyes were bright and bright. He looked at him about forty years old from his face.

He wore a warm hat to protect himself from wind and snow, and even his ears were covered. He wore cowhide boots under his feet, with fluff rolling out, and upwards were cotton pants and long gowns, and a fur cloak was wrapped in the outer layer.

This outfit is very warm, but unfortunately when worn on others, Shen Yuanjing felt that it was getting colder, and he suddenly broke his skills and couldn't help but tremble.

Yue Buqun looked at Shen Yuanjing carefully. His clothes were thin, his tender face was red with cold and his lips turned blue. He thought that the other party was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and then he thought of Ling Hu Chong, a disciple of his disciple, who was a disciple of Yizi, and couldn't help but feel soft. He took off his cloak and threw it over: "Little brother, put it on quickly. It's too cold this day, be careful to be frozen."

Shen Yuanjing subconsciously took the cloak, feeling a little stunned, thinking that whether it is in the book or in the TV series, Yue Buqun is an absolute hypocrite. Will this dress be a fraud?

He wanted to return it, but when he touched the cloak's hair, a trace of warmth came from his fingers, and he swallowed the words to his mouth again. Even if he had a fraud, it was better than freezing to death, let alone what else he had worth Yue Buqun's calculation at this time.

After wrapping the cloak, it became much warmer. Yue Buqun took off his warm hat and handed it over. Shen Yuanjing also took it over and put it on his head. Suddenly, the sound of wind and snow became less.

Then Yue Buqun led the horse and said to him: "Child, your shoes are a little thin, come on the horse."

"Aren't he afraid of riding a horse and running away?" Shen Yuanjing looked at Yue Buqun calmly, and couldn't believe it.

Yue Buqun only felt embarrassed, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, little brother, I still have some skills, and this little cold can't do anything to me." As he said that, he patted Shen Yuanjing on the shoulder and signaled him to go up quickly: "The nearest town is more than two hours away from here, so we must hurry up. We must arrive before dark."

Shen Yuanjing leaned on the horse's back with a strange mood, and Yue Buqun led the horse in front. In the wind and snow, no one spoke, but only left a line of footprints in the white snow, which was quickly covered up.

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"Shopkeeper, come to the room. First take some ginger soup to drive away the cold, then prepare the meals for the two of you to deliver to the room. If there is a horse, please place them together."

Before dark, the two finally arrived in the town. Yue Buqun skillfully arranged food and accommodation, and then took Shen Yuanjing into the room.

After drinking a bowl of ginger soup, Shen Yuanjing felt that he had come back to life. He stood up and bowed deeply with his fists, and said solemnly: "Thank you, thanks to Master Yue for your kindness. This time, Shen Yuanjing will definitely be rewarded!"

"Little brother is very serious. The children of the world should help each other, and some trivial matters are not worth mentioning." Shen Yuanjing showed some martial arts foundations in the movements. Yue Buqun is also famous in the world, so it is not surprising that he was recognized: "I haven't asked what difficulties the little brother has encountered?"

As early as when Shen Yuanjing was riding a horse in the snow, he prepared some rhetoric. Since he was originally from Hanyang Prefecture, Huguang Province, his father was a scholar, and his family had a lot of assets. His mother practiced martial arts for generations and practiced some kung fu since she was a child.

A few years ago, when his mother and father died one after another, outsiders colluded with the government and occupied his property. He endured for several years and practiced martial arts hard, and finally took revenge. After the matter was over, he had to flee to a foreign land.

"I originally intended to go to Wudang Mountain to become a disciple, but went to Henan in the wrong direction. When I turned around, I met a villain in an old temple. My money and clothes were lost. Only people escaped by chance, but I got lost again. After walking like this for two or three days, it started to snow heavily, and I became even more confused."

Shen Yuanjing told the story calmly, and his experience was really bumpy. Yue Buqun would not doubt it for no reason. This time, the road back to the mountain was temporarily chosen, and it was a long way to go. I think no one could guess it in advance. Besides, Shen Yuanjing was only a 14 or 15-year-old boy. Under the blizzard, he would be frozen to death if he had any mistakes. Why did he get this?

...

After drinking and eating, Shen Yuanjing curled up on the bed, Yue Buqun meditated and said nothing all night.

The next day, Yue Buqun bought Shen Yuanjing a few thick clothes and gave him some silver. Shen Yuanjing had already let go of his vigilance, and naturally felt grateful in his heart, but he did not show any expression on his face.

The soul was a little withdrawn since childhood, and this body was serious after undergoing a huge change. After practicing the Mingyu Technique, people became more and more cold.

In Yue Buqun's eyes, Shen Yuanjing's behavior was not alarmed by favors and disgraces, and was calm. In addition, he had a lot of knowledge in his conversations with the dialect, and did not blame others for his ups and downs, so he couldn't help but feel some love.

The wind and snow were still there, blocking the inn and unable to leave. The two sat and chatted. Yue Buqun told a lot of common sense in the world, such as the magic sect undergoing a huge change twelve years ago, and the leader changed overnight. The Songshan Sect is becoming more and more prosperous this year, with great hands emerging one after another. Then some Taoist Master Chongxu took over as the head of Wudang, and Liu Zhengfeng of Hengshan Sect is good at managing, etc.

When Shen Yuanjing entered, it was about ten years before the Fuwei Escort Agency was wiped out.

Seeing the weather clear, Shen Yuanjing was about to get up and go to Wudang Mountain. Wudang seemed not outstanding, but for a hundred years, no matter how the world changes, he could always be ranked in the top three. If the plot develops, as strong as Shaolin will be affected, but Wudang has been safe and sound.

Yue Buqun was preparing to turn back to Mount Hua. The two were located at the junction of Henan and Shaanxi. They walked west to the main road and had to go their separate ways.

After these days of contact, Yue Buqun loves Shen Yuanjing more and more. This child is gentle and elegant, and he is the perfect disciple in his mind.
Chapter completed!