Fengsha led the white tiger. It was a spiritual beast unique to Jia Luo. It was three times larger than a normal tiger. It was completely white with only a hint of vermilion on its forehead. Although the white tiger was not particularly rare, it was very difficult to tame.

, there are currently only nine of the six white tiger detachments stationed in Jialuo.

At this time, the night was already deep, and the cold wind was even more biting. Even the well-trained soldiers tightened their winter clothes one by one, their faces turned purple from the cold.

"Nanjing, Fengsha, you lead the team from the front, I will stop the rear." Xiao Qianye looked at the cold and shivering soldiers, still worried about the village behind him that was surrounded by raging fire. He stood there with his sword in hand, "

You go ahead, I will follow you in a moment, bring your smoke bombs and contact me anytime if you need anything."

"Fengsha, you go first, I'll stay with the Young Pavilion Master." Nan Jing led his white tiger around to the back of the team and begged, "Let me stay, I'm familiar with the terrain of Jialuo."

"That's fine." Xiao Qianye nodded, turned over on the white tiger, waved his hand and left in the direction of Lala Village in the south. Nanjing and him stared intently at the fire in front of them, and there was a crackling sound coming from inside.

There were also pieces of fried meat flying out.

Nanjing bent down and picked up the burnt black carrion at his feet. He felt a little disgusted. He had been stationed in Jialuo territory for eight years, and this was the first time he had seen such a scene.

Xiao Qianye took the piece of rotten meat from his hand and rubbed it. Even though the outer layer was burnt black by the fire, the inside was still as cold as ice.

"Let's go. When we get to Lala Village, let people light bonfires around the village and arrange some soldiers on the night shift to take turns guarding." Xiao Qianye threw away the rotten meat and washed his hands with a piece of ice and snow. Nan Jing followed closely.

He asked in a low voice, "Young Pavilion Master, although the Garo people are superstitious about ghosts and gods, they have great respect for the deceased. It is unlikely that they would do such a thing. Could it be those aliens who made trouble in Qianji Palace again?"

Did it?"

Xiao Qianye thought about it. Jia Luo respected his ancestors very much. The people here believed that the water of the glacier could wash away the sins of a person's life and make the souls of deceased relatives clean and holy. They would put white shrouds on the deceased.

, and then fetch water from the nearest tributary of the glacier to wash the remains of their relatives. In the past, when the Bai sect still existed, they would even travel thousands of miles to the Qianji Palace on the Qixue Plateau to kneel down and ask the mage to perform baptism. Later, the Bai sect was exterminated.

, the custom of baptism is held by the elders in the village.

As Nan Jing said, it is indeed unlikely that the Jialuo locals who worship their ancestors so much would play the trick of ice corpses, but it should not be done by foreigners. Most foreigners actually take matters of life and death very lightly.

, in their eyes, death is equivalent to returning to nature and coexisting with heaven and earth.

Who could have done it? Xiao Qianye let out a long sigh and couldn't remember it for a moment. The field of magic was unfamiliar to him. If his elder brother was there, he might be able to find out something about his eyebrows.

The two of them were silent at the same time. The road in the snowfield was not difficult to walk. The snow had long been frozen into ice particles. Xiao Qianye looked around aimlessly. The surroundings were quiet except for the sound of the whistling wind. The Li Kong Sword was already gone.

He has calmed down. He has been patrolling back and forth in the four realms all year round. He said that he is familiar with every place, but in fact he is not familiar with any place, especially the huge snowfield of Jialuo. Even if he rides on the Tianzheng Bird, he has to fly there.

It takes seven or eight days to complete a circle, so the several legions stationed here are actually very scattered. Once something unexpected happens, it will be very inconvenient to support them.

At this time of year, the people who should migrate have already left, and the remaining ones who can't walk will stay in the village and not go out. The origin of the group of ice corpses is unknown. At this time, daily routine patrols are suspended to minimize the danger of the legion.

.

"We're almost there." Nan Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the bright lantern erected at the entrance of the village in the distance, "That's the Lala Village. Most of the village is now filled with elderly people, so there should be plenty of room to rest."

Frosting had already been waiting for them at the entrance of the village, and several five or six-year-old children were awakened and ran out in their clothes to look around curiously.

"It's Brother Nanjing!" The children recognized him and immediately became energetic. Several of them held hands and surrounded Nanjing in the middle, circling him.

"Young Pavilion Master, I have arranged night shift soldiers to patrol. If there is any movement, they will be notified immediately." Mengsha quickly grabbed one of the children, bent down and said, "What time has it been? Why don't you sleep for a while?"

If Granny Sun wants to scold you, go back, go back!"

The soldiers and generals of the White Tiger Legion have a harmonious relationship with the people in the surrounding villages. They often share their food to support them. They are the only legion in the four realms where the soldiers and the people are like a family. Xiao Qianye knew this early on, just by looking at two

It was beyond his expectation that his subordinate was so popular with children.

Before the children could act coquettishly, a shaky old woman walked out of the village. She couldn't walk very steadily with a cane, but when she opened her mouth, she was full of energy. She hit the ground with her cane a few times and cursed.

: "Sasa, Xiaojiu, Ajin, as soon as I heard the sound, I knew it was you guys who came out to make trouble again! All the parents-in-law in the village have fallen asleep, and you guys will be woken up by being noisy here for a while!

Everyone, go back to your house and go to sleep!"

"Grandma Sun, Brother Nanjing is here!" Sasa grabbed Grandma Sun's hand and murmured happily, "He hasn't been to the village for a while, we want to talk to him!"

Grandma Sun came over with squinted eyes, rubbed Nan Jing's face with her skinny hands, and then she smiled, even the wrinkles smoothed a lot: "Nan Jing is here, why are you here so late? Have you eaten yet, mother-in-law?"

Go and cook some porridge for you. Oh, I don’t have any pickles at home. You, don’t dislike it. Ah Jin, go call your Mrs. Li and ask her to get some from the jar and bring it over..."

"Grandma Sun, I'm not hungry." Nan Jing quickly supported the old man who was unsteady on his feet, and then picked up Ah Jin who was about to call someone, "It's just that something happened during the patrol. The fourth detachment was stationed two miles away.

The village cannot be accommodated tonight, and the things stationed in the camp were not brought out in time, so we had no choice but to come to Lala Village overnight, but it woke you up and affected your rest."

"What happened?" Grandma Sun grabbed his hand nervously and tried to open her eyes wide, "Are you hurt? You need to find a place to rest, right? Go to her house to sleep. Grandma will give it to you tomorrow morning.

Make breakfast!”

"No, we can rest for a while in the living room where no one is around. We will never touch the villagers' things." Nan Jing hurriedly advised and winked at the children, "Hurry up and help Grandma Sun go back to rest.

You should also go to bed quickly."

"Brother Nanjing! I want to play with you for a while!" Xiaojiu is the only girl among the three. At this time, she is already stalking Nanjing's clothes and refuses to let go. Fengsha, who is traveling with her, is embarrassed.

He smiled, turned to Xiao Qianye and said, "Young Pavilion Master, please leave him alone for now. This guy is particularly popular with children. How about I take you to find a place to rest first."

"Young Pavilion Master?" When Granny Sun heard this title, her smiling face suddenly darkened. She stood up, looked at several people up and down carefully several times, and suddenly raised her crutch and pointed at the village tremblingly.

Outside, "You! This man can't do it! Nanjing, don't blame your mother-in-law for telling you, this man was the one who led the troops to massacre the Bai Sect. He is Jia Luo's enemy! Lala Village is a believer of the Bai Sect and cannot accept this person!"

"

"Grandma Sun!" Nan Jing was startled, and Ming Sha was also stunned. Several children heard the words of the mother-in-law and hurriedly hid behind Nan Jing.

"Oh? Believers of the Bai Sect?" Xiao Qianye snorted coldly and glanced at the entire Lala Village. The village is actually not big. You can see it all at a glance. There are only a few dozen households in total, but every household

There are red lotuses carved on the doors, which are indeed the flowers of the White Sect.

"You go out, others can stay." Granny Sun did not give in at all. She was old and trembling with anger, but she stretched out her arms in a driving gesture. Nan Jing quickly held her, for fear that she would fall.

Instead, he explained, "Grandma Sun, this is our Young Pavilion Master. Normally, the army rations in the village are distributed only with his permission. The affairs of Baijiao are orders from the Imperial Capital, and the Young Pavilion Master is just following orders.

!”

"No!" The old man couldn't listen to what he said. Seeing that he couldn't breathe and his face was red, Xiao Qianye snorted coldly, not wanting to embarrass his subordinates, "Forget it, I'm not cold anyway, I'll go outside and watch.

You go and have a rest and follow me back to Qianji Palace tomorrow morning."

"Young Pavilion Master!" Nan Jing still wanted to call him, but Xiao Qianye had already walked out impatiently. Tian Zhengniao followed his master and saw him sitting on the ground beside the huge rock outside the village, so he also took the initiative to lean over.

The wings of the Tianzheng Bird are actually cold. Not only do they not protect it from the cold, but they make it even colder.

"You..." Xiao Qianye stretched his smile, his eyes full of love. It is a sacred bird from Kunlun Mountain. It is said to be the descendant of the Chongming Bird. They live in the depths of the Kunlun Snow Peak all year round. Some of them will become

The master's mount, this bird was given to Feiyuan as a gift by his master when he was young. It has since become his symbol, following him to conquer all directions.

"Can you also act coquettishly?" Feeling the bird keep squeezing towards him, Xiao Qianye helplessly touched its wings, "But I can't understand what you are saying. If she were here, maybe she would

Do you know what you want to say?"

Tian Zhengniao blinked, as if he understood his master's words, tilted his head and put it on his shoulder, spread his wings to wrap around Xiao Qianye's body, as if to protect him from the wind.

He never expected that he would be kicked out by an old man in such a remote village, and in the end a bird would accompany him to blow the cold wind.

"Young Pavilion Master." Nan Jing ran out of the village. He hugged a quilt and said sheepishly, "Young Pavilion Master, don't be like the old man. I brought some quilts. You can use them first."

Come on, it’s cold in the snowfield, don’t catch a cold, I’ll get you some hot soup later.”

"Stop being so busy, go get some rest early." Xiao Qianye frowned, not caring about what the old man did, pointing behind him and reminding him, "Leave me alone, I didn't see the children following you.

?"

"Sasa, Xiaojiu!" Nan Jing turned around and saw two little guys chasing after him with playful smiles. Xiaojiu held a wine jar and said mysteriously, "This is the wine that Dad has buried for several years. I

I’ll steal it out for you to try!”

"I can't drink, put it back quickly." Nan Jing scolded him. Sasa came around and grabbed the wine jar and gave it to him. She stuck out her tongue at him and muttered, "My father often said that wine can warm the body, but my mother-in-law

Be strict and don't let him drink. Xiaojiu and I stole it specially for you. If dad finds out, he will be scolded! Grandma Sun has a bad temper. She won't let that uncle enter the village, so we will give it to you.

Some wine to warm you up."

"Uncle?" Xiao Qianye coughed lightly and looked at Nan Jing, "I'm only three years older than you. How can I call you brother? When you call me, you become uncle?"

"Because you look more fierce than him!" Xiao Jiu hid behind Nan Jing, stuck out his head and made a face at Xiao Qianye.

"Am I fierce?" Xiao Qianye touched his cheek and laughed. Nan Jing looked at him in surprise. The young pavilion master was always serious about his words, but he was actually amused by these children?

"Come, have a drink with me." Xiao Qianye took the wine jar from Sasa and opened his hand to Xiaojiu, "Take out the wine glass."

"Hey, have you seen them all?" Xiao Jiu was surprised and took out two wine glasses from his arms. They were made of bamboo and were very old. Nan Jing quickly stopped him and said in a low voice, "Young Pavilion Master, there are military orders in the military pavilion.

You can’t drink alcohol…”

Xiao Qianye threw the wine glass directly to him, opened the lid of the wine jar and filled it up, and said: "Why, do you still want to report me if I violate the rules?"

"That's not true..." Nan Jing scratched his head and could only sit down opposite him. The two children pushed Ran Ran and ran home with smiles on their faces.

Nan Jing took a sip. This wine was home-brewed rice wine. The taste was so bland that it was almost impossible to taste it. Jialuo was already very poor. It was already very luxurious to save some rice to make wine. He took a sneak peek.

Xiao Qianye found that the other party just frowned and sipped, and then put down the wine bowl. Nan Jing said awkwardly: "It really doesn't taste good. How about I go get you some hot soup?"

"No, I can't tell if it tastes good anyway." Xiao Qianye waved his hand. He has never liked drinking. Except for some social occasions that cannot be avoided, he almost never drinks. Apart from the strong taste, he doesn't feel it at all.

Without something like wine, what difference would there be?

He shook the wine jar, and a faint aroma of rice came out of the jar. Compared with the bland taste, these aromas were very comfortable.

Nan Jing wrung his hands and rolled his eyes constantly. He had something to say but didn't know how to say it. Xiao Qianye pushed him and said with a smile: "Why are you acting like a big girl? You can't be like that

Are you someone who grows a cup and then pours it down?"
To be continued...