Honghuang on the tip of the tongue

Rong Ze is a child born in the south, and has never seen snow with his own eyes, so he is naturally yearning for the heavy snow that is flying all over the sky.

This trip to the North Pole can be said to make up for the regrets of the previous twenty years.

It's just that this way of making up for it is too much for people.

Only in such an environment can we know that "breathing into ice" is not an exaggeration.

Rong Ze walked forward with difficulty in the wind and snow, and there were a few black shadows lying on the ice not far away,

He knew that it was a berserk beast that had been frozen to death.

He couldn't count how many such scenes he encountered along the way.

This endless snowstorm is certainly terrifying, but what is even more frightening is the persistence of these berserk beasts.

He really didn't understand what was in front of him that would drive these wild beasts to their deaths in vain.

It was getting late, and the wind and snow were getting stronger, Rong Ze tightened the leech leather cloak that Yuan Shi gave him, and asked Xiao Xiaobai to hide in his hat obediently.

Yuan Shi didn't seem to be affected by the storm at all, and he was still wearing a thin purple robe, which made him very envious.

Yuan Shi suddenly stopped and raised his palm.

Rong Ze knew the meaning of his gesture very well, so he took a few steps back silently.

I saw Yuan Shi raised his arms high and made a tactic. In an instant, snowflakes fluttering all over the sky rushed towards him, circling around him non-stop.

The snowflakes accumulated more and more, and finally formed a huge snowball.

With a roar, the snowball landed on the ground, and a hut made of ice and snow appeared on the ice.

Rong Ze cheered and ran into the igloo.

Yuan Shi was not in a hurry to go in. He raised his hand and placed a layer of confinement within a radius of three miles of the igloo, so that no matter who approached, he would be able to sense it immediately.

The igloo sheltered from the wind and snow, and Yuanshi built a real Samadhi fire to warm it up. Soon, the temperature in the igloo rose, and Rong Ze took off his cloak, and he didn't feel cold even in his unlined clothes.

The wind and snow are howling outside, and the house is warm and quiet.

Under the light of the fire, Rong Ze's complexion was as bright as a peach blossom.He suddenly raised his head, smiled sweetly at Yuan Shi, and said, "Tianzun, why don't we have hot pot tonight?"

***

The tradition of eating hot pot has existed since ancient times, and it has been passed down to the present day and continues to be carried forward, which shows the love of Chinese people for this food.

As an indispensable part of Chinese food culture, there are many hot pot schools, such as Sichuan-Chongqing spicy hot pot, Beijing mutton hot pot, Chaoshan beef hot pot, mushroom hot pot, sour soup fish hot pot... There are so many types that people don’t know how to choose .

Rong Ze considered that this was Yuan Shi's first time eating hot pot, and he didn't know what flavor he would like, so he simply took out a four-grid pot, spicy tomato, mushroom, lamb and scorpion, each with a set, and Yuan Shi could eat whatever he liked.

The fire is ready-made, and it is very convenient to put a pot directly on it.

The spicy pot was boiled first, Rong Ze threw in several slices of thinly sliced ​​beef, and the red and white beef slices quickly turned brown under the moistening of the red oil soup. With a few peppercorns.

Rong Ze picked the peppercorns, rolled his eyes, and smiled at Yuan Shi: "Tianzun, come and try?"

There was hesitation in Yuanshi's eyes.

To him, eating hot pot seemed too intimate.

but……

He looked at Shang Rongze's friendly and enthusiastic smiling face, and nodded reservedly: "Alright."

The beef dipped in spicy soup entered the mouth, and Yuanshi's white skin was stained with a light rouge color. He chewed it a few times expressionlessly, and met Rongze's expectant eyes: "How does it taste?"

"……good."

Rong Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flashed narrowly, and said deliberately: "Since Tianzun likes it, then I'll wash you more."

As he said that, he made a gesture to pour all the remaining meat slices into the meat pot.

"Wait a minute." Yuan Shi couldn't help calling out to him, he cleared his throat, and moved his eyes unnaturally, "You might as well try other flavors."

"Then try the tomato?" Seeing what Yuanshi wanted to say, Rong Ze slightly shrugged his shoulders, "Tianzun don't worry, the tomato pot is also red, but it's not spicy at all, it's sweet and sour."

Yuan Shi was stunned for a moment when his mind was punctured, not knowing how to respond.

Rong Ze couldn't help covering his mouth and sniggering, and suddenly met his deep eyes, his expression froze: "Cough, Tianzun, I..."

Yuan Shi smiled, "Are you happy?"

"Uh, no, I'm just..." Rong Ze's brow was sweating anxiously, wanting to cry but not crying, regretting why he had to die to tease Yuan Shi.

Is it bad to live?

"Since you're happy, then eat more." Yuan Shi dropped this sentence, picked up the cooked sliced ​​meat from the tomato pot with a natural attitude, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

A sweet and sour taste pervades the mouth, and even the breath carries the unique fragrance of tomato, which is really delicious.

"Yes... huh?" Rong Ze originally thought that he was going to be punished this time, but when he got such a sentence, he froze on the spot.

"Why, you don't want to?" Yuan Shi glanced over.

"Yes, of course!" Rong Ze also realized at this time that he was being molested instead of being molested. He couldn't laugh or cry, but a warm current flowed from his heart.

It turns out that Yuanshi Tianzun, who is aloof, also has such an approachable side.

He instantly felt that the distance between Yuan Shi and Yuan Shi had shortened a lot.

The howling wind was isolated from the igloo.

The firelight gave the white snow a warm color.

In Rong Ze's memory, there was rarely such a time when he sat down quietly and ate hot pot warmly.

It's like... a family.

In this situation, he suddenly had a strong desire to confide.

He stared at the boiling soup in the pot, and said softly: "Tianzun, do you still remember that I told you about my life experience?"

Yuan Shi's action of fishing for meat paused.

The origin of Rong Ze's life experience is a mystery that he has always wanted to solve. For this reason, he did not hesitate to incarnate into Lu Wu Beast and sneaked into Rong Ze's side.

But he didn't think about it for a long time.

It seems that it has become less important.

"Yeah." Yuan Shi dipped the piece of mutton in the sesame sauce bowl, so that the thick and appropriate sauce evenly covered the fresh meat.

Rong Ze took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I was separated from my biological parents since I was a child, and was adopted by my adoptive father. My adoptive father is a cook, and he has a bad temper..."

Yuan Shi's forehead was slightly wrinkled, the corners of his eyes were pressed, and his eyes became deeper.

He didn't expect Rong Ze's past to be so unpleasant.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said these things." Seeing Yuan Shi's displeasure, Rong Ze felt worried and secretly regretted that the atmosphere is so good now, he shouldn't have mentioned these things.

Yuan Shi lowered his eyes halfway, watching the steam in the pot, how lively it was.

He said in a low voice, "Say more, I want to hear."

Rong Ze was both surprised and delighted. He thought that a big man like Yuan Shi would not be interested in these worldly sorrows and joys.

But he has some difficulties: his past is really lackluster.

Unlike other children, he has a variety of entertainment activities, cartoons, amusement parks, and shopping malls. These items that cost money have nothing to do with him.If it weren't for the nine-year compulsory education, he might not even be able to go to school.

He also has no playmates, because the neighbors know his adoptive father's brutality and dare not let the children approach him.

He thought for a while and said, "When I was young, the biggest entertainment was cooking. Because only when I was cooking, my adoptive father would not lose his temper with me."

Perhaps the only good thing about the adoptive father is that he is in awe of food.He would punch and kick Rong Ze, but he would never vent his anger on food and kitchen utensils.

As long as Rong Ze is in the kitchen, he is safe.

Yuan Shi's lips were drawn into a straight line, and he finally understood why Rong Ze liked to cook so much.

The sadness behind this cannot be expressed in a few words.

"Where is he?"

Hearing this deep and hoarse voice, Rong Ze was slightly taken aback, and then realized that this "he" refers to his adoptive father.

"He died a long time ago. After drinking, he slipped and fell into the river and drowned." When Rong Ze spoke, he didn't show any emotion, as if discussing a trivial matter.

Yuan Shi raised his eyebrows lightly: "Don't you hate?"

"Hate, but it's not necessary." Rong Ze met Shang Yuanshi's eyes, the dark eyes were calm, "He is dead, this is his retribution. I am still alive, since I am alive, then live well, look forward, why bother?" Let his shadow affect me for the rest of my life."

This answer was unexpected, but after thinking about it carefully, it was indeed what Rong Ze would say.

If he didn't have such a state of mind, how could he survive those ten years of suffering?

Rong Ze saw Yuan Shi staring at him, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face: "What, what's wrong?"

Yuanshi's eyes were complicated: "What if you find your biological parents and they refuse to recognize you?"

"No," Rong Ze said firmly, "If they're still alive, if I'm lucky enough to find them, they won't deny me."

Yuan Shi frowned: "Are you so sure?"

Rong Ze nodded, thinking of something, took out a carefully wrapped piece of dark golden moiré cloth from his portable space, and said: "This is my baby cloth back then, if they didn't value me, why did they use such a good material for it?" Swaddle?"

After more than [-] years of precipitation, this used cloth shows no sign of fading. Under the reflection of the fire, the surface of the cloth seems to be shining with golden light.

"Show me." Yuan Shi's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to Rong Ze.

Rong Ze didn't know why, seeing his solemn expression, his heart beating like a drum, suppressing his excitement, he asked, "Tianzun...has he seen this piece of cloth?"

He had heard from Huang Long earlier that the cloth seemed to come from heaven, so he wondered if he came from the prehistoric.

This piece of cloth is extremely light, soft and smooth to the touch, very comfortable.

After a short while, the turbulent waves in Yuanshi's eyes returned to calm. He returned the swaddle to Rongze as if nothing had happened, and said, "This material is produced in Zhiyuntang in Heaven, but the output is huge, and I don't have a clue."

"Oh..." Rong Ze was a little disappointed, but he didn't expect to find the answer so easily.

He guessed that his biological parents were probably practitioners of the human race, so they could use such fabrics.

Practitioners are good, at least they can live longer, maybe I really have a chance to find them.

Thinking of this, Rong Ze's mood improved again. Seeing that the water in the pot was almost burned out, he got up and started to add soup.

Yuan Shi's eyes followed Rong Ze all the time, his lips moved slightly.

He was not telling the truth, the swaddling cloth was indeed from Zhiyuntang, but it was not a common product that ordinary practitioners could use.

This is brocade exclusively for the royal family.

***

In the middle of the night, Rong Ze fell asleep peacefully with Xiao Xiaobai in his arms.

Yuanshi didn't need to sleep, and he often meditated at this time.

However, at this moment, he couldn't calm down no matter what, all he could think about was the golden swaddling cloth.

Who is Rong Ze?

This question came to mind again.

The royal family in Heaven has a simple population, except Haotian Yaochi Longji's family, which is Haotian's younger sister, Princess Yunhua, and her pair of children, Yang Jian and Sanshengmu.

By the way, I heard that Sanshengmu has a son in the mortal world, what is his name Xiang, could it be Rong Ze?

It doesn't seem quite right, that child Yang Jian brought his nephew to teach and play a few years ago.

Yuan Shi couldn't figure out who Rong Ze's biological parents were, so he concealed the truth from him.

He was worried that it would make Rong Zekong happy, so to be on the safe side, he decided to wait until the investigation was clear before telling him the truth.

Yuan Shi carefully recalled what Rong Ze said. He said that he was separated from his parents when he was a baby... huh?

He suddenly thought of a incident many years ago.

That was before the Battle of the Conferred Gods. At that time, the Heavenly Court was not established for a long time, and the manpower was insufficient, and the Heavenly Court was not as heavily guarded as it is now.

One day, a news came from the Heavenly Court: the young prince who was born not long ago disappeared in his bedroom. The Heavenly Emperor sealed off the Heavenly Court and ordered a thorough investigation of the matter, but nothing was found.

At that time, Yuan Shi was in seclusion, and after he left the seclusion, the limelight of this matter had passed.He just heard his disciples discuss in private that the missing little prince was gifted and intelligent, born with the aptitude of a golden immortal, it's a pity that such a thing happened to him when he didn't want to.

Could Rong Ze be the missing little prince?

Yuan Shi smiled lightly: The little prince has excellent bones, but Rong Ze is a human race who cannot practice. How is this possible?

But what if...

Yuan Shi's eyes fell on the sleeping Rong Ze's face. He had a delicate face, a high nose, a round nose tip, and bright red lips.

He didn't know what he dreamed of, the corners of his mouth were curved, and two deep dimples protruded from his lips.

Looking at it this way, he looks a bit like Longji.

But what the truth is, it is not yet certain.

In case of a wrong guess, wouldn't it be a joyous occasion?

Yuan Shi made up his mind, not to tell Rong Ze this conjecture for the time being, everything will be discussed after he finds out.

***

Early the next morning, the two continued on their way.

After walking for a long time, Yuan Shi suddenly stopped and looked forward seriously.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ze widened his eyes and tried his best to look around, but he only saw a vast expanse of snow.

"There is movement ahead, you wait here—" Yuan Shi thought for a while, then changed his mind, "Forget it, you go with the deity."

After finishing speaking, he took out a long sword and threw it casually, the blade stood firmly in mid-air.

With his toes on the ice, he waved his sleeves and brought Rong Zefei with his sword.

For an immortal like Yuan Shi, controlling the sword is not as convenient and fast as driving the cloud, and the risk factor is greater. Usually, it is used more by human practitioners who cannot drive the cloud.

But right now, the sky is clear and there is no cloud, so Yuanshi chose Yujian this way.

The incident happened suddenly, Rong Ze was so cold that his feet were empty and he almost exclaimed.

He covered his mouth with one hand, and grabbed something subconsciously with the other. When he reacted, he found that he was holding a length of belt in his hand.

"...I'm sorry!" Rong Ze was so embarrassed, he let go of his hand suddenly, and the sword body trembled, and he was so frightened that he pulled the belt again.

This time, his movements were a bit heavy, and he watched the belt being pulled off by him in its entirety, fluttering in the wind.

"..."

"..."

Perhaps it was because Rong Ze's expression was too lifeless, Yuan Shi not only didn't feel offended, but wanted to laugh for no reason.

He cleared his throat, pointed casually, and the belt flew out of Rong Ze's hand automatically, and was fastened again.

This time, Rong Ze didn't dare to move, he tightly wrapped his arms around his arms, and when he reached the source of the sound, he let out a soft breath.

But when he saw clearly what was happening in front of his eyes, before he could finish his breath, he sucked it back again.

On the vast ice surface, a strange beast with a human face and a horse body confronted a group of black sheep with four horns.

The alien beast had wings on both sides, but one of the wings was broken off and hung unnaturally by its side.The other wing spread across the chest, resisting the impact of the group of black sheep, and it seemed to be in danger.

"Ying Zhao." Yuan Shi said coldly.

Rong Ze's pupils shrank.

After time travel, he has read "Shan Hai Jing" countless times, and he is no stranger to the name "Ying Zhao".

Yingzhao is the guardian angel of Huaijiang Mountain, the private garden of the Emperor of Heaven. He looks like a flying horse, with a human face and tiger stripes. He likes to travel around the world.

"This is a heroic move. Those black sheep are not earthworms, are they?" Rong Ze whispered.

The soil mole, a ferocious man-eating beast, is guarded by Yingzhao.

Yuan Shi gave him a meaningful look: "Exactly."

"Huh?" Rong Ze didn't expect that he would hit the mark when he said it casually, but he didn't quite understand——

"Didn't you say that Yingzhao was in charge of guarding the mole? Why did they fight?"

The corners of Yuanshi's eyes were pressed down, full of anger: "Look at the eyes of the mole."

Rong Ze took a closer look, was taken aback, and stammered, "Crazy, crazy beast?"

The eyes of the berserk beast are unnaturally blood red, which is easy to distinguish.

Yuan Shi nodded, leaving a sentence "You are waiting for me here", jumped off the long sword in the air, and swept towards the fighting sides.

"I—" Rong Ze had no choice but to hold the long sword tightly and shouted to his back, "Tianzun, be careful!"

In normal times, the fighting power of those mobs is not very strong, otherwise they would not be crushed to death by Yingzhao.

But right now they are in a state of berserk, irrational at all, such a desperate collision is really troublesome.

Yuan Shi took into account the heroic move, and did not dare to use the second-killing move, so he had to deal with it one by one.

I saw his purple clothes like the wind, and his silver hair was better than the snow. The cold wind blew his clothes flapping, and his wide sleeves fluttered.

He strode forward, holding the magic whip in his hand, pointing at the whip, the earth mole fell down one by one.

Under the sunlight, the whip cast hundreds of shadows on the ice, Rong Ze was dazzled and excited, he clenched his fists, wishing he could rush forward to help him.

His heart was surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The author has something to say: Rong Ze: So handsome, I want to marry (bushi

"Shan Hai Jing Xi Shan Jing": "(The mountain of Huai River) is actually the flat garden of the emperor, and Shenying recruited it. It looks like a horse with a human face, a tiger with a bird's wings, and its sound is like a durian. .”

"Shan Hai Jing Xi Shan Jing": "(Kunlun Mountain = Hill) there is a beast, which is shaped like a sheep and has four horns. It is called a soil mole, and it is a cannibal."