[Yi Tian] A match made in heaven

The name of the ice-line snake comes from the term "grass snake gray line", because its movements are ethereal, leaving only a very shallow trace on the ice surface.Hu Qingniu, a medical immortal of the Ming Dynasty, had heard about the magic of this snake for a long time, but had no chance to see it.As the saying goes, love becomes obsessive, and medical skills are a hobby for him, and he keeps giving up.Often when seeing people with strange injuries, they can't help but save them, not to mention the ice line.And the ice thread is extremely difficult to feed, even if it is caught, it will not drink or eat, and it will die within a few days.

Fan Yao thought that all snakes were afraid of realgar.After he asked a few people about the location of the ice line in detail, he planned to go to Kunlun Mountains to catch snakes in the dark.It's just that this time he couldn't take Liu Dan with him. Seeing that it was getting late, he took Liu Dan to the inn to stay.

During dinner, Liu Dan asked Fan Yao: "Ah Zhen, when are you going to go to Kunlun Mountain to catch snakes?" Fan Yao just smiled lightly, looked up at the sky: "Tomorrow, you have a good rest tonight, tomorrow Let's go together."

Liu Dan had no doubt about him, and nodded in agreement.Fan Yao patted Liu Dan's head, he had become a habit of taking care of Liu Dan, and he could never rest assured of Liu Dan.Fortunately, there should be no danger around Kunlun, but I just added a few more instructions to close the doors and windows at night, and I felt relieved when I saw Liu Dan nodded and agreed.

After dinner, the two chatted together for a while.Fan Yao knows people well and has read a lot of books, and Liu Dan has a relatively lazy temperament. Some people say that it is easier and more enjoyable than flipping through the books by himself.From then on, he pestered Fan Yao to finish telling a legend about bamboo before giving up.Fan Yaoxin was playing with the teacup, he would habitually stroke the patterns on the teacup with his fingers when he was talking with others, and it was like this at this time.

He was not in a hurry, he just followed Liu Dan slowly, and finally said: "...the Yellow Emperor sent Ling Lun to determine the rhythm. Ling Lun went to the west of Daxia, and brought bamboo from the southern foot of Kunlun Mountain. When playing it, it is just like Huang Zhonggong tune, with a beautiful rhythm. Since then, there have been musical instruments such as flute and flute."

Liu Dan was fascinated by what he heard, and said: "It would be great if I could get the bamboo flute to have a look." Fan Yao smiled and said, "If you want to see it, I have a few bamboo flutes on the top of the light. Bring it to you."

After speaking, I heard the sound of knocking outside, one fast and one slow, three times in a row.It turned out that it was already the second watch, Liu Dan said: "So it's already so late without realizing it." Seeing that she looked sleepy, Fan Yao extinguished the candle for Liu Dan, closed the door and retreated.He was not in a hurry to leave, he just stood quietly outside the door.Fan Yao's internal energy was superb, and Liu Dan's breathing gradually stabilized in his ears, and he was about to fall asleep.Only then turned around and went downstairs, using lightness kung fu to enter Kunlun Mountain.

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The moonlight in Kunlun Mountains is different from other places.When I entered the mountain, I only felt the crescent moon hanging in the dark blue sky, and the stars were as fine as inlaid with crystals. From a distance, it looked like a pancake sprinkled with sesame seeds.Leading the way in front of the person, glowing with pearly white luster.But when it really entered the woods, the crescent moon began to hide and hide again, spilling from the gaps in the treetops.The shadows of the branches and branches on the ground are intertwined, but a huge cage rises from the dark night.When I really walked to the snow-covered part of the mountain, the crescent moon seemed to be right in front of my eyes, the ice surface was smooth, and there were several pieces of brilliant light dragging on the snow, like a mirror refraction.

According to the townspeople, the ice line is probably on the mountainside.The trees there are gradually thinning out, unknown weeds are flourishing, and the highest point reaches the knee bend.Probably someone has been there before, and the weeds have obvious signs of being separated by people.Among them, there was a piece of grass that seemed to be crushed by something falling down, leaving a piece of grass for no reason.

This trace is not obvious, but it is very clear from a high place.That's probably where the ice line haunts.That ice is vicious and has a penchant for fresh flesh and blood.In fact, Fan Yao had never really caught the ice line, he pondered for a moment and jumped to the top of the tree above the trace to stand still, rolled up his sleeves, picked a leaf at random, and aimed it at the bloodline of his forearm and scratched it down.His internal energy has been transported to the leaves, although it is not to the point where flying flowers and picking leaves can kill people, but it is still easy to cut a small wound.

Blood flowed out little by little, dripping one after another and falling in the middle of the grass.The reason why he didn't jump under the tree was because the ice line could swim up the tree along with the bloody smell.Instead, the whereabouts will be exposed.Fan Yao waited for a while, and saw that there were about two heaps of blood on the ground.He stretched out his fingers and pressed the wound to stop the bleeding.Just wait quietly.

In the middle of the moon, the evening wind is silent.Bringing bursts of coolness, the trees rustled with the wind, and the ancients had a word called Zhuxuan.If you want to come to the quiet and tall green bamboo, what if it will be noisy?The trees are also ordinary, they are unable to walk, and it seems strange to talk about the word noise.But when I listened carefully at this time, I really felt that the sleeves were being blown by the night wind, and the distant Haoyue Xuefeng, the rustling and scattered branches and leaves sounded very close to my ears.

rustling sound...

Fan Yao lowered his head, and sure enough, a silver-white line was coming from the grass.It was like a wisp of smoke curling up from the top of the mountain and escaping.Walking through the gaps in the grass, I came to the pool of blood and swam, but I was not in a hurry to poke my head to eat.Instead, he drew circles spiritually, as if he was checking the surroundings for safety.

Fan Yao originally planned to wait for it to sprinkle realgar around when it drank blood, but Bing Xian was cautious by nature, so he waited for a while.Only then did I see the icy thread slowly approaching the blood, leaning over to swallow the snake letter.After taking a few sips and relaxing, Fan Yao raised his hand and sprinkled the realgar down when he saw the opportunity, forming a circle just outside the ice line.Bingxian wanted to escape, but was forced by the realgar, so he had to return to the circle again.The tail kept slapping the ground, and suddenly jumped up with strength, and jumped out of the circle surrounded by realgar.

The ice line moved swiftly, if it fell outside the circle, it would probably run away without a trace after a while.Fan Yao couldn't let it escape, he only waved his sleeves to force it back to the center of the circle.The ice line received a surge of internal force, and it really fell down again.But the ice line snake is tough, let alone jump out from another angle.

Fan Yao deliberately used up his physical strength, and only used his internal force to force the ice line back again.The ice line was blocked twice, and when he jumped up for the third time, he saw Fan Yao flicking his sleeves again. It was different from the side snake in that several joints at the tail overlapped in one place. When encountering an enemy, you can break free from the overlapping joints, and grow a body for nothing.

Fan Yao had never captured Bingxian before, so naturally he didn't know it had this ability.Just saw the ice line was forced to sink down by the sleeve wind, and then surged up again in the blink of an eye.Thanks to Fan Yao's quick reaction, he only let the ice line bite under his sleeve.Fan Yao precisely pinched the ice line seven inches through his sleeve with his backhand.

Seven inches is the vital point of a snake, and the ice line is no exception.He opened his mouth wide but couldn't bite it down, he got closer and saw clearly, the ice thread was silvery white all over, but his eyes were red, like two rubies inlaid.The head is in the shape of an inverted triangle, which is obviously highly poisonous.At this time, the snake's body was wrapped around Fan Yao's forearm, and it wasn't very heavy, but the coolness penetrated directly to the bone marrow.

Fan Yao grabbed the ice thread and wanted to go back to the inn.But after thinking about it, he decided to send Bingxian back to the place where Guangmingding lived.He also thought that Liu Dan wanted to see the bamboo flute made of Kunlun bamboo, and it happened that he picked it up by the way.As soon as he thought of this, he floated forward with the ice line, his lightness kung fu was superb, and it only took half a day to travel between Guangmingding and the small town.Always make it back before dawn.

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Guangmingding stands on the high mountain on the north side of Kunlun Mountain. When Yang Dingtian first arrived here, he changed his name to Kunwufeng. It stands opposite to Chanyanfeng on the right side. The two peaks are about ten feet apart. In the middle is a deep valley with jagged rocks. Steep, the surface is covered with ice and snow.Its momentum is like a knife cutting an axe, straight into the sky.In the middle, a wooden bridge is used as a connection, and the four main iron grommets are interlocked, about the thickness of a child's arm.When the wind blows, the bridge body shakes, which is extremely thrilling.

When Fan Yao was at Guangmingding, his favorite thing was to come here to watch the sunrise.Because the valleys are separated, there is a gap.When the red sun rises, it rises slowly. It is not a thousand rays of light, but a simple blush.There are no other unnecessary decorations, shining on the ice and snow, glowing with light gold.

He thought of the word Ran Ran, and when he thought of Liu Dan's small character as Ran'er, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.But I can't tell why I'm smiling, I just think that reading these two words can be called peace and joy.He restrained his mind and skimmed across the bridge. On the opposite side of the bridge were guarded by two Mingjiao disciples. When he saw Fan Yao, he bowed and saluted, and said, "See the right envoy."

Fan Yao nodded slightly, and walked forward.He has an indifferent personality, and he has always been unwilling to have a deep friendship with others. He can deal with others and no one can offend him.As a result, most people nodded and passed by. There is friendship, but few of them are as deep as he and Yang Xiao.

Fan Yao went to the courtyard and handed the ice thread to the servant boy so that he could take care of it.I went to the study to get a bamboo flute, under which there was a jade pendant, the quality of the jade was warm and moist.When he was about to turn around to leave and return to the inn, he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing past his eyes.Fan Yao hid sideways, seeing that the figure in black didn't stop, and he was very familiar with the terrain of Mingjiao.

Fan Yao cared about Mingjiao's comfort, and was also faintly curious.Calmly pointing his toes, he followed.He followed the figure and turned left and right, and unexpectedly came to the main hall where Guangmingding usually discusses affairs. In that hall, everyone usually meets with Yang Jiaozhu once every seven days. If there are other matters, the drum will be announced.Usually few people come inside, but at this moment when the two patrols are handing over, the other party easily jumped in from the side window.

Fan Yao saw that the person was slender and looked like a woman.There are not many women with outstanding skills in Mingjiao, and there is only one person who thinks about it.But why did that person take advantage of the night to come to the main hall for discussion?Doubts arose in Fan Yao's heart. He was always calm, so he simply made a fuchsia bell, hung it under the eaves, and opened the window paper to look inward.

I saw the figure knocking on various places, even under the table and the pillars of the main hall. Her movements were light and fast, obviously it was not the first time she did this kind of thing.Fan Yao watched her actions, and felt that the more she looked, the more she looked like that person, and she seemed to be looking for some mechanism, but she couldn't find the right way.

After a long time, she roughly searched the entire hall, but found nothing.During the three patrols passing by, she successfully hid and escaped.Obviously, he knows Mingjiao's offense and defense like the palm of his hand.The more Fan Yao watched, the more frightened he became, and finally seeing that person jumping out of the side window again, he deliberately wanted to know the real face of this person.

He simply followed, and when the man came to a plum grove, he casually grabbed a handful of crushed ice on the ground, and suddenly hit it out with a hidden weapon technique full of flowers and rain.The man was caught off guard and exclaimed in a delicate voice.He quickly jumped up into the air, Fan Yao didn't kill him, but saw the man jump up and dodge one by one.Only a piece of shattered ice hit the acupuncture point of her calf, making her numb and unable to move for a while.

But the commotion was a bit loud, and someone shouted, "Who is it?!"

All of a sudden, footsteps were heard, and it turned out that it was the Ming Cult's night watchmen who heard the sound and rushed over.The man heard footsteps gradually approaching, but he didn't rush, just took off his mask and black coat.Inside, it was dressed in the bright purple clothes that Fan Yao was accustomed to, with a compelling demeanor.

The moonlight shone on her face, and she suddenly felt that the world was eclipsed. Her complexion was so gorgeous that ordinary people could hardly match her features.

This person is Zishan Dragon King, Dai Qisi.

The author has something to say:

Bingxian and Kunwufeng are both names made up by Ah Ci. It was a bit late when I got home, so I didn’t find any typos or anything, and I didn’t have time to revise the previous article...Sorry, sorry [wrong face]

Well, the knocking sound, one fast and one slow knocking three times is the second watch, which seems to be around nine o'clock.The stalk of catching the ice thread comes from "Jade Blood Sword" Qi Yunao catching the golden snake.It is borrowed from the method of using realgar to surround the circle to prevent the snake from escaping, and it is specially noted.

Speaking of which, the name of the chapter reminds me of the "42 Chapters" in The Deer and Ding Ji, and I immediately think of Princess Jianning burning Wei Xiaobao's braids. Speaking of which, will this hair smell like barbecue when it is burnt... Does Princess Jianning won't you be hungry?