Tianzheng Bird flew over the edge of the snowfield and finally landed in a village where the fourth detachment of the White Tiger Legion was stationed. As usual, he would rest here for a night before continuing to the Qianji Palace in the center the next day.

The sky is like ink, and the stars are mixed with brilliant colors. Looking at the snowy field in the distance, the night wind in the snowy field is cold, like thorns scraping against the skin, and like a hungry wolf howling.

Tianzhengniao folded its wings at the entrance of the wind-sheltered village and closed its eyes to rest. Lieutenant General Nan Jing came forward and handed him a thick winter coat. He also pointed to the bonfire in the village and said shyly: "Shaoge

The Lord has been on his way for a day, so let’s light a fire here and eat something.”

"Well, thank you." Xiao Qian put on his coat. The temperature in the snowfield dropped sharply, and the Imperial City seemed to be two different worlds. The soldiers by the campfire had just changed their posts and were eating. When they saw him coming, they quickly moved a seat for him and handed him a hand.

After drinking a bowl of warm tea, he smiled heartily and said, "The young pavilion master is here. There is nothing good in the village. You can just make do with it."

He felt inexplicably relaxed and took the tea. The light of the fire swayed in the tea bowl, gradually warming his stiff body.

For more than a month, he had been intensely chasing two fugitives in Bei'an City, and then he was forcibly dragged into the gang by Prince Mingxi to become a wind demon. He went back and forth between Emperor Tianquan and the prince, and he was already exhausted physically and mentally.

Perhaps you can only enjoy this moment of tranquility by sitting in a simple village on the edge of the snowfield far away from the disputes, looking at the vast sky and taking a sip of hot tea to warm you up?

"Young Pavilion Master, the weather has been abnormal these days. It is much colder than in previous years. Don't just rely on Kunlun's ability to keep out the cold and just patrol Jialuo in your summer clothes." Nan Jing hugged him.

He took a pile of dry firewood and took the initiative to add to the bonfire. There was no airs about Lieutenant Bai Hu. Instead, he scolded him unceremoniously, then took an empty bowl and gave him some porridge, and handed it over: "It depends on the weather this year.

Winter is coming early. Many villagers in the wasteland have migrated to Dongming to spend the winter early. The remaining old, weak, sick and disabled people probably won’t be able to leave. Young Pavilion Master, I’m afraid we need to distribute more food this year.

It’s over.”

Xiao Qianye took a sip of porridge and looked at the bonfire. He naturally understood the implication of his subordinate's words and said calmly: "Is there a lot of food shortage this year?"

"It's a bit lacking." Nan Jing touched his head and explained, "North Coast City is the largest port trading city in Feiyuan. After the tsunami, the food originally intended to be sent to Jialuo was greatly reduced. Among them, there were also

There are a lot of people who are taking advantage of the situation and maliciously raising prices. There are no big cities in Garo, but small villages with thousands or hundreds of people. Many people cannot afford this increase in prices. In the past month, we have already

We have helped many people who came to the military camp to ask for food, but if we continue, it may not be enough."

"Who is raising the price at this time? Just let Xiao Xie handle it. If Mirror Pavilion asks, just say it was me who arranged it." Xiao Qianye's eyes were instantly filled with disgust, and he put down the porridge in his hand.

I immediately lost my appetite. In fact, the increase in food prices is not under the control of the Military Pavilion. If it is considered, it is also a problem of the Mirror Pavilion. However, the Mirror Pavilion has always been a place where wealthy businessmen gather. They hate the poor and love the rich. The life and death of ordinary people are theirs.

Why would you care at all?

"Xiao Xie just intercepted a caravan a few days ago. The caravan was going from Paidu Luo City to Da Yan City to do business. It started with a price of ten taels of rice. Later, Xiao Xie forcibly requisitioned some of it, which made it quite unpleasant.

"." Nan Jing reminded in a low voice and said awkwardly, "Xiao Xie is from a famous family in Luo City and they dare to be so unscrupulous. If it were someone else, there might be a bigger conflict. Young Pavilion Master, can you think of a way?

, let’s allocate more military rations this winter?”

Xiao Qianye didn't answer. The deputy general knew he was in trouble and didn't dare to rush him.

The impact of the Bei'an City incident was actually extremely serious. The first thing to bear the brunt was the serious losses to Mirror Pavilion's trade. Now that all ministries are reducing expenditures, it will undoubtedly be even more difficult to get more military rations to support the people at this time.

But Jialuo is indeed a place that relies heavily on military support. The land here is too desolate. Glaciers and snowfields occupy more than half of Jialuo. In fact, it is not suitable for people to live for a long time. But I don’t know why.

, but the people here are extremely loyal to their barren homeland. They will take the trouble to migrate to Dongming every autumn, and then wait until spring comes to move back again. This has been true for generations.

"Nan Jing, please don't embarrass the Young Pavilion Master." Bogu, the soldier beside him, smiled and hugged his lieutenant, looking as friendly as a brother.

Nan Jing scratched his head in embarrassment. They all knew about the punishment of the young pavilion master being suspended. At this time, they still wanted him to buy more military rations, but they thought too simply.

"No rush, let me go back and talk to the Mirror Pavilion Master." Xiao Qianye answered, waving his hands to signal them not to worry. Based on his previous relationship with Gongsun Yan, such a request would be almost unthinkable.

, but now that everyone is on the Feng Mo boat, that noble boy has to agree no matter what, right?

"Don't force it!" Bo Gu said without hesitation, "Those guys in the imperial capital are eager for the price of food to rise again. They can make a fortune! Young Pavilion Master, we don't care. We can save some food for ourselves.

Just go to the village, but don't beg those people, they don't deserve it!"

"You're almost starving to death, and you still care about whether he deserves it?" Xiao Qianye was amused by him and shook his head helplessly. These people were actually from Jialuo Village. They maintained the simple enthusiasm unique to the snowfield and always treated him

There is no formality either.

"That, that won't work either!" Bo Gu said stubbornly, and Nan Jing hurriedly slapped him on the forehead and cursed, "You are the most talkative. Are you full? When you are full, go outside and stand guard. In the evening, the white wolf is over there.

I even specially sent someone here to remind you, so keep an eye on me so that you don’t cause any trouble."

"White Wolf?" Xiao Qianye suddenly cheered up and asked vigilantly, "What happened to White Wolf?"

"Well, the incident happened suddenly. I probably haven't had time to report it to you yet." Nan Jing sat upright and hurriedly explained, "When the Second White Wolf Team was on routine patrol in the Glacier Forest last night, they heard travelers coming from the forest.

They called for help, but no matter how they searched, they could only hear the sound but not the person. It was not until early this morning that they discovered that there were many ice corpses in the forest. Some of the corpses were just dead, and some seemed to have been frozen for hundreds of years.

In year, the second team brought several corpses back for study, but there is still no news."

"Where is Huo Cang?" Xiao Qianye felt that something was a little strange and asked about General Bailang's situation. Nan Jing said, "General Huo was leading a team to patrol on the other side. There was a long distance between the south and the north, but Major General

There are no other abnormalities in that area."

Xiao Qianye thought silently. The Glacier Forest is the only way for travelers to go to the Eastern Ming Dynasty. It is located exactly between the Weeping Snow Plateau and the glacier. Most people will choose the road near the edge of the forest in the north and south to avoid the danger in the center.

In the dense woods, those two roads have been walked by people for decades. Unless there is extremely bad weather, there will usually be no accidents. How come ice corpses suddenly appear?

Seeing that he looked wrong, Nan Jing quickly said: "Young Pavilion Master, General Huo knows that you will go to Qianji Palace tomorrow, so he should go there directly and wait for you to report the specific situation."

"Yes." Xiao Qianye nodded, and suddenly remembered the Shengyue Clan's sneak attack on Qianji Palace not long ago, and his scalp went numb. "What is the situation over there now? Who is guarding there?"

"After Major General Xiao resigned, Xiao Xie has been guarding him. The Shengyue Clan, like the group of believers who tried to take back the Thousand Machines Palace in previous years, also went for the Frozen People." Nan Jing answered truthfully, the Frozen People were referring to

Cen Ge, the former great commander of the Bai Sect, was defeated by the Young Pavilion Master eight years ago. He was frozen by a sword and has not yet been lifted. Every year, crazy believers try their best to rescue the frozen man.

He also clashed with the White Tiger Army many times.

Xiao Qianye frowned. The Shengyue Clan was deliberately arranged by His Highness the Crown Prince just to find an excuse for him to atone for his sins. They should have already withdrawn by this time, right?

Nan Jing did not see the abnormality between his brows, and continued: "The Shengyue Clan is one of the oldest aliens. This time Major General Xiao resigned. They were prepared to take advantage of the situation. They were really close.

It was taken."

"Oh? You almost succeeded?" Xiao Qianye secretly touched the sword spirit at his waist, with a sneer on his lips, and his eyes gradually became serious. Fortunately, they didn't really succeed, otherwise His Highness the Crown Prince specially arranged for him to come over to atone for his sins.

Wouldn't it be an extra step to his mission? In fact, he has never believed in foreigners. Even if he reluctantly reached a consensus with Feng Ji, so many years of military career have prevented him from really letting down his guard against foreigners.

Nan Jing leaned over and whispered into his ear: "Young Pavilion Master, I heard from Xiao Xie that this time there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in the Shengyue Clan. She had a ghost in her left eye.

The red lotus seems to be somewhat similar to the rumored leader of the White Sect who escaped eight years ago."

Xiao Qianye raised his sword eyebrows slightly. When he was ordered to go to the White Sect, he had met Fei Ying, the leader of the cult at that time. At that time, she was just a seven-year-old girl. She belonged to the Lingyu clan. Her two chief commanders were Cen Ge.

, Cen Qing is a brother and sister, from the Zuye Clan.

To this day, he still hasn't figured out how the leader Fei Ying and the great commander Cen Qing suddenly disappeared under his nose.

If we look at the bloodlines of the aliens, they are all the original forty-eight ancestors of the Six Spirits, Six Saints, Twelve Immortals. Sure enough, these aliens have other purposes. They want to take advantage of the opportunity given by His Highness the Crown Prince to rescue Da Siming Cen.

Song?

Nan Jing was also puzzled, but he was thinking about another question, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Young Pavilion Master, eldest brother...why did you suddenly leave your job?"

Xiao Qianye was stunned for a moment. The soldiers stationed in Jialuo all liked to call him Big Brother Xiao Yibai, and they had a close relationship with him as if they were real relatives. On the contrary, there was always some inexplicable gap between himself and this big brother.

"Oh. He..." Xiao Qianye sighed, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he made up a reason casually, "He said he was tired of being idle."

Nanjing clicked his tongue in embarrassment, but he believed this statement - Jiala is indeed a boring place. Except for the people who have lived here for generations, how can any outsider be willing to stay.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the snow. The two of them looked at the entrance of the village alertly, and the soldiers beside the campfire were also very serious.

A dark figure walked in the distance, its limbs stiffened, and it made a clicking sound like a machine. The sword spirit under Xiao Qianye's palm trembled, reminding the owner of the approaching danger.

"You all stand down." Xiao Qianye ordered loudly. Reflecting on the bonfire, the figures at the entrance of the village became clearer and clearer. Those people's skin was dark and dehydrated, their eyes were wide open with only the whites of their eyes, and their crooked mouths raised weird smiles.

His steps were shaky, like a zombie walking.

It's an ice corpse! Xiao Qianye took a breath of cold air. Ice corpses appeared not only in the Glacier Forest, but also on the edge of the Weeping Snow Plateau!

Xiao Qianye rushed out with the sword spirit in hand and ordered: "Nanjing, take the four White Tiger teams and disperse around them. Don't let them enter other villages."

"Yes!" Lieutenant General Nan Jing wiped his sweat. Ice corpses are not living people. Ordinary soldiers who do not know the magic are like hitting an egg against a stone. Moreover, the White Tiger Army is different from the Blue Bird Army. Only captains and above can be equipped with white tigers.

At that time, there were only two of them near the camp where the fourth team was stationed, but the wind was steady and the terrain was flat. There were at least seven or eight villages within twenty miles!

"Don't panic, I will catch up with you soon." Clearly seeing what his subordinate was worried about, Xiao Qianye comforted him calmly. The sword energy under his palm surged, and he raised his hand to cut off the three ice bodies in the front row.

corpse!

"Follow your orders!" Nan Jing came to his senses and waved his order, "The fourth captain is still changing guard outside for patrol. Bogu, go find him and ask him to go south. The others will follow me to the north."

"Understood!" The man from before jumped up and rushed out of the village with a spear in his arms. Nan Jing couldn't help but look back at the Young Pavilion Master. The white light of the sword spirit was so fast that he couldn't keep up with his eyes, but the ice corpse

Even if it is cut off at the waist, the upper body can still open its mouth and bite, and the two hands can grab aimlessly. The lower body can stand up on its own and even keep walking forward!

He felt a senseless fear. Such a sight was unbelievable. The broken limbs and arms kept surrounding the young pavilion master as if they were conscious.

Xiao Qianye also quickly discovered something unusual. Tian Zhengniao was awakened by the sound and spread his sharp wings to catch his master. He looked down from mid-air and found that the entrance to the village was surrounded by dense ice corpses.

However, when he turned around again and looked at the end of the village, there was nothing there.

"Nanjing!" Xiao Qianye suddenly realized that the ice corpse was just coming here, and quickly called out to the deputy general who had not gone far, "Lead people to surround me from behind, bring a bonfire, and surround this village for me.

Get up, everyone goes, no one is allowed to stay in the village!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he actually jumped off the bird's back again. The severed hands and feet on the ground, and even the head and fingers could feel his breath, and they were getting closer. Xiao Qianye naturally did not dare to be careless, and could only continue to use the Seven-turn Sword Style.

However, no matter how much his sword sliced ​​the dead flesh into pieces, they were quickly put together and continued to approach.

Xiao Qianye retreated all the way to the edge of the bonfire. When he felt that the flames were about to burn his clothes, the ice corpse stopped in fear.

Sure enough... He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and remembered some evil spells he had overheard when he was a disciple. People in the Central Plains believe in ghosts and gods, especially in southern Xinjiang. There are many corpse control techniques, but most corpses will
To be continued...