[Jianwang III] Yellow sand is far above the sky

The snow in Kunlun was fluttering, rushing and dense, and it fell on the ground to form a thick layer.A huge golden toad squatted beside the stone wall, staring blankly at the hole half sealed by its owner.

"Okay." The woman put away the fire bag, blew lightly a few times, and threw in a few pieces of charcoal and branches, and the bonfire gradually grew bigger and bigger.

Jiang Tingyu looked at the woman's sand boat with a little surprise, and there were all kinds of weird things in the luggage on it.Not to mention what kind of material this faintly scented boat is made of, but this small sand boat is definitely a hidden cave.Although it looks inconspicuous, there are everything in the above luggage, and all of them are top grade.The young Taoist stared blankly at the woman busying about, secretly wondering if the woman carried her home on her back.

Half of the entrance of the cave was sealed by the woman with snow, and the bonfire in the cave made the whole space dry and warm.The few branches picked up at random were somewhat damp, and when they were thrown into the fire, choking smoke came out.The woman frowned, threw those few branches aside, and simply didn't use them.She carefully heated up a piece of lamb leg wrapped in oiled paper on the fire, and without looking back, she shouted: "Hey, little baa, I told you not to move around if you don't want to die! "

Jiang Tingyu originally wanted to struggle to get up to help, but couldn't help shivering, and lay down obediently again.The young man stared blankly at the stone wall on the top of the cave. After a long time, he muttered inaudibly: "Why?"

"Why?" The woman turned the leg of lamb over and continued to roast it.

"Why did you save me?" The boy looked at the stone pattern on the wall, there was no pattern but it was so harmonious.

"Oh? Is that how you thank your savior?" The woman turned her head and smiled teasingly: "But it's hard to say, maybe I want to fatten you, a little stupid sheep from the Stupid Sheep Palace, and make stew."

"Thank you." Jiang Tingyu spat out two words slowly.

"Thank me for what, thank me for making you stew?" The woman turned her head and continued to burn on the fire with one's heart and soul: "You are empty talker, what can you thank me for?"

Jiang Tingyu was silent, and slowly got up.The woman looked back at him again, wanted to say something, thought for a while and held back and turned back: "I really want to thank me, then be my good apprentice."

The boy glanced at the woman, lowered his head and pondered for a moment: "Okay."

The woman looked at Jiang Tingyu and smiled slightly: "So good? Then call Sister Du to listen first."

"Miss Poison?"

The woman sat in a different direction, raised her eyes to look at the young Taoist priest suspiciously, and expressed her surprise at his obedience: "Yeah. Anyway, you have walked the rivers and lakes, don't say you didn't realize that I was taught by the Five Immortals, oh , yes, you generally call it the Five Poisons Sect, right?"

The boy was noncommittal, then lowered his head and touched the stiff bandage on his waist: "I think my injury should have..."

"It's still early, young people don't know how to spare their lives. The gun rubbed against your kidneys and penetrated the entire waist and abdomen muscles. You are lucky to survive. Now if you make a little bigger movement, the wound will burst open!" The woman said decisively, then raised her head to look at the dejected Taoist priest, and her voice became gentle again: "But God favors you, that shot didn't hurt any internal organs, and the Kunlun ice and snow are not easy to be infected with any iron poison, otherwise , even I can't save you."

"Sister Poison, how far are we from the Valley of the Wicked?" Jiang Tingyu took the sword beside him, gently pulled out a section, and then slowly inserted the sword back.

"It's not very far, but the mountain road is blocked by heavy snow now, I guess you will be there in four or five hours after you recover from your injury." The woman glanced at the Taoist priest and frowned: "I don't know what you want to do , but if you go out and move around like this, I guarantee in the name of Nuwa that you won't live for half an hour!"

"That's it..." Jiang Tingyu touched the letter in his arms: "I'm really useless. Most of the things I promised can't be done. I'm afraid hundreds of lives will be ruined in my hands."

"The Taoist priests in the Stupid Sheep Palace still have this virtue, which is exactly the same as ten years ago." The woman sniffed the leg of lamb, shook her head slightly, and continued to roast it on the fire: "Obviously I have tried my best, but I always put I put myself on the cloud of saving the world, looking down on my own powerlessness from a high place, and then constantly blamed myself and regretted. The Taoist innocence made you eat grass? My master is like this, and you are like this...that stagnant pool of water I don’t know if Xiaohehe has been turned into this now.”

"No, I'm not pretentious, I just feel that my martial arts are low, I can't do anything, I can't do anything." The young man held his sword and lowered his head sadly.

The woman looked at the depressed Jiang Tingyu, thought for a while and said with a smile: "Don't be sad, it's not your fault that you are not good at martial arts, and you can blame the stupid sheep palace. Ability. When you were in a coma, you said in a daze, "drive down the mountain", "Master Zhuo" and so on. It was the lunatic Zhuo who drove you down the mountain, right? That's okay, the stupid sheep palace doesn't know how to educate, so I'll carve your beautiful jade , Xiaobaa, why don’t you just leave the Stupid Sheep Palace and go to the Five Immortals School as your teacher, the master will definitely teach you everything you have learned in your life..."

"Chunyang Palace is not Stupid Sheep Palace... I'm not called Xiaobaa either." The young Taoist interrupted the woman softly, clenching his fists on his knees little by little.

"I call you Xiaobaa, isn't it good for you to call me Sister Du?" The woman looked at Jiang Tingyu meaningfully.

"Jiang Tingyu! My name is Jiang Tingyu!" Jiang Tingyu took a deep breath, and looked at the woman righteously: "Jinxu disciple of Chunyang Palace, Zhuo Fengming's disciple, Taixu Sword Sect Jiang Tingyu."

The woman calmly looked at the little Taoist priest who suddenly became angry, and there was something complicated in her eyes.

"I was indeed driven down the mountain by my master, almost expelled from the sect. But I was a master for one day and a father for the rest of my life. I used to say bad things about master and master in the public and private, but now I have gone through life and death, and I fell down. At that time, I never thought that I would survive. At that time, Master’s voice and smile were lingering in front of me, and even scolding with angry eyes was very memorable.” Jiang Tingyu stroked the simple and simple scabbard: “My Your life was saved by you, I have no doubts about your ability, if you accept me as your apprentice, it would be a great honor for me... But I absolutely cannot do it if you let me turn my back on my master."

The woman looked at the young man with a teasing tone: "Now don't you hate that your martial arts are low and you can't accomplish anything?"

"How about low martial arts, so what if ambition is hard to pay? Even if I die in martyrdom, I have no regrets or complaints, and I will not change my original intention!" Jiang Tingyu suddenly looked up, but found a sly smile on the corner of the woman's lips, full of great enthusiasm The momentum instantly vanished like ice and snow falling into a furnace.The young man stared blankly at the woman, and a faint shame gradually appeared on his face: "Sister Poison, you...are you trying to provoke me on purpose?"

The woman casually straightened her temples which had been scattered by the mountain wind, and the silver bell on her wrist rang in the wind, making a pleasant voice: "Not all, you are indeed a little stupid sheep from Chunyang Palace. Let me let a lamb like you wander around in the Valley of the Wicked, and someone will catch you and cook hot pot. Here, here you are."

The woman handed the fragrant leg of lamb to the young Taoist priest. Jiang Tingyu took it and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"By the way, you can be regarded as my apprentice." The woman dismantled the golden bridle tied to Toad's body, as if suddenly remembering something, she turned to look at the young Taoist priest: "I usually want to call you Sister Du. But you can't even go out without knowing the name of the master, remember, my name is..."

A gust of wind mixed with snowflakes drilled into the cave, shaking the bonfire non-stop.The swiftly passing wind whistled, together with the melodious sound of silver bells that almost drowned out the woman's voice.The instantly dimmed light blurred all the shapes, and a touch of purple and a touch of blue were imprinted on the wall like foggy shadows.

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