After passing through the book, the holy son of Mozong became a pillar of righteousness
Chapter 2 "Fear" I am not demanding, really not high.
In a world of ice and snow, the inside of the dilapidated thatched hut will never be half warmer than the outside.
The charcoal was damp and scattered in the brazier. The bed not far from it was limping with a leg. When Bai Tingquan touched it lightly, the bed tilted and half a catty of ashes fell off.
Now Mozong seeks the righteous way, and he will probably suffer a lot of bullying in this Langjianzong.
Bai Tingquan pursed his lips and sighed heavily.
Tingxue Peak is extremely cold, and ordinary people can't bear this kind of cold. Wen Zhi only likes the charm of this kind of silver decoration, but with the artistic conception, if the house can't avoid the cold, it is absolutely unbearable for Bai Tingquan, who is unarmed. torture.
Even ordinary little Taoist boys would draw a little spiritual energy into their bodies to avoid the cold, but the original owner grew up in the Demon Sect and had never learned these things at all. He inherited the memory of the original owner and found that sword cultivators pay attention to body training and mind training, while demon cultivators, □□There is not much difference from ordinary people, at most it will slow down the speed of aging. Their magic cultivation is more about crooked ways and spiritual attacks...
He couldn't do it at all.
Under the dust flying all over the sky, Bai Tingquan frowned in disgust, stepped back half a step, and covered his mouth and nose tightly.
He originally wanted to find the little Taoist boy, but after thinking about it, the little Taoist must have arranged all of this well, and he couldn't count on it. The stinky boy looked like he was suffocating, and wanted to give himself a blow.
Bai Tingquan stood in the middle of the empty room, he didn't want to set foot anywhere, only the tip of his nose was red from the cold, but bad water was brewing in his stomach.When he decided to find Wen Zhi, he suddenly caught a flashing figure outside the window out of the corner of his eye.
It was left by the disciple who was in charge of guarding him.
His every move is under the surveillance of others, Bai Tingquan looked away lightly, and patted the ash on his sleeves slowly.
He can read the original book ten lines at a glance, and only slows down when it involves the content of Lord Canglang, and now his identity and background as cannon fodder are all mentioned in the original text, and there is no detailed description at all. He didn't know what his attitude was.
It's a pity that Lord Canglang was plotted against by the original owner.
Perhaps, what the little boy said was right.
People in the righteous way want to leave the Holy Son of the Demon Sect to make it easier to detain him, guard him, and stay on the Righteous Way as a hostage who threatens the Demon Sect.Cultivating the Holy Son of the Demon Sect into the light of the righteous way is equivalent to disintegrating the Demon Sect from the very core and causing the Demon Sect to be defeated without a fight.
This is also the price Mozong needs to pay for asking for help from the Righteous Way.
But Bai Tingquan was never afraid of anything, he was not afraid of others messing with him, if others messed with him, then he just had to be worse than others, no one could make him feel wronged.
Bai Tingquan didn't care about anything, he swaggered open the door, and walked towards Wenzhi's courtyard calmly.
He thought that the two disciples who guarded him would step forward to stop him, but he only felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, and the disciples followed him quietly without stopping him or warning him.
Bai Tingquan didn't care about it, he just tried his best to recall the description of Ting Xuefeng in the original book, and planned to find the small courtyard where Wen Zhi lived from the few descriptions.
It's just that it's better to catch up with everything sooner than later.
He had just taken a few steps when he saw Wen Zhi calm and composed, facing the snow, walking towards him step by step.
Wen Zhi seemed to be born out of ice and snow, and his demeanor was a bit colder and more arrogant than snow.
Beside him is a young man who loves to laugh. When he saw Bai Tingquan from a distance, he smiled and bent his eyes. After a few breaths, Wen Zhi approached the young man. The young man smiled and said: "Oh, this child is really Beautiful, which peak is it?"
Wen Zhi looked indifferent and remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything, but his eyes were clearly fixed on Bai Tingquan.
The young man joked: "Did you come in with those children who were elected two days ago? Then it's really not easy for you to listen to Xuefeng. Do you have a favorite master? How about..."
Wen Zhi remained silent, his eyes still locked on Bai Tingquan, as if asking Bai Tingquan to admit it.
Bai Tingquan was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Wen Zhi, bit his bullet, bent over, and said to Wen Zhi: "Master."
Wen Zhi seemed to be satisfied with this, and squeezed out an "um" from his nasal cavity.
It seemed that he could hear the reluctance in Bai Tingquan's tone.
The young man was dumbfounded, and seemed to be stuttering. He looked at Wen Zhi, then at Bai Tingquan, and finally found his voice after a while: "You, you...you, this is the treasure you brought back from the Demon Sect. Apprentice?"
Wen Zhi looked sideways and gave him a lukewarm look.
The young man immediately shut up.
Wen Zhi turned his gaze back to Bai Tingquan.
The young man is slender, with black hair and snow skin, and a pair of black pupils filled with water waves. However, his clothes are thin, and the whole person is wrapped in a bright brocade suit. In the white and huge mountain snow, there is only a kind of incongruity. Fragile beauty.
Wen Zhi asked, "When did you arrive at Tingxue Peak?"
Bai Tingquan straightened his waist, and slandered: "Send someone to watch me, you know everything, why bother to ask me."
But he replied honestly: "The disciple just arrived not long ago, but the room is empty, and I haven't had time to arrange it carefully."
The tip of Bai Tingquan's nose and cheeks were flushed from the cold, he raised his eyes seriously to look at Wen Zhi, his eyes were glistening, with a hint of pitifulness and stubbornness.
Wen Zhi suddenly thought of something, raised his eyes, and glanced behind him.
The dilapidated thatched roof was covered with heavy snow, and it was crumbling, as if it was about to be crushed in the next second. Wen Zhi frowned slightly, opened the door and entered.
Bai Tingquan raised his eyebrows.
After Wen Zhi entered the room, he just looked around, lowered his voice, and said to the young man beside him, "Wu Hong, please come and call Sui Lan."
Wu Hong seemed to feel the low air pressure emanating from Wen Zhi's body, his thin body trembled violently, he agreed, and fled away.
Bai Tingquan blinked, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.
Presumably Suilan is that stinky little guy.
Bai Tingquan added fuel to the flames and said: "Don't blame senior Sui Lan, Weizhu Mountain is also such a cold climate. I'm used to it. I blame me for not explaining it clearly to him. I just went out just to ask him for some daily necessities. .”
Bai Tingquan doesn't know anything else, but his level of tea art, if he doesn't have a special eight, he must have a special four.
Wen Zhi just glanced at him indifferently, and soon, Wuhong led Sui Lan over. When Sui Lan saw Wen Zhi, her face immediately turned pale with fright, and her chubby little body trembled and dared not take another step.
There was reproach in Wen Zhi's voice: "Sui Lan, how did I explain to you?"
Sui Lan was dejected and dared not speak.
Wen Zhi looked at him and said, "Say."
Sui Lan was shocked, knowing that she had made a big mistake, and she didn't dare to look at Bai Tingquan who was standing aside, so she dared to answer in a low voice: "Cang... Canglang Lord wants me to carefully clean out the small courtyard in the south, And prepare daily necessities, just..."
Wen Zhi continued indifferently: "It's just that you have no one in your eyes. Just because Tingquan is a member of the Demon Sect, you look down on him. You have to teach him a good lesson for me and make him subdue, right?"
Sui Lan turned pale with fright, and knelt down with a "bang": "Mr. Canglang, Sui Lan dare not..."
Bai Tingquan stood behind Wen Zhi, arms crossed, gloating.
Wu Hong smiled and made a relief from the side: "Brother, don't make things too difficult for Xiao Sui Lan, your precious apprentice has just arrived, hasn't he..."
Wen Zhi turned his head and looked at Wu Hong.
Wuhong flinched immediately, and quickly changed his position: "Xiao Suilan, you almost made a big mistake, why don't you hurry up and apologize to Ting Quan, he will also be Ting Xuefeng's big brother in the future, how can you overstep, if it wasn't for the senior brother, he accidentally If you pass by here, you will make a big mistake."
Sui Lan repeatedly admitted her mistake, raised her tearful eyes, and looked at Bai Tingquan: "Senior brother Tingquan, today is my fault, I have neglected you because I have no eyes, if you need anything, just ask me. "
It was only then that Bai Tingquan realized that this little thing brought him to this broken thatched cottage on purpose, he didn't live here at all, if he wasn't smarter, he might have been "wronged" in this place forever.
The little thing was very slippery, and now that Wen Zhi was holding him back, he was willing to show weakness. Naturally, Bai Tingquan would not let go of such a great opportunity, so he cleared his throat and said with a smile: "I don't want much, just three So, you can remember it well."
Sui Lan pretended to be listening attentively.
"A rosewood bed with symmetrical colorful phoenix carvings, a duvet with new feathers under the wings of young birds, and a mirror that draws water from the bright moon and is even and flawless." Bai Tingquan paused for a while, "I don't ask much, the wooden bed The red sandalwood wood must contain spiritual energy, and it must be planted in the sun of the mountain. Otherwise, if there is yin energy accumulated in it, I have been weak since I was a child, and I cannot bear it. The soft feather and the bronze mirror...you can take it from Mingyue, senior Suilan, that's all, write it down, right?"
Following the memory of the original owner, Bai Tingquan casually said a few things that he really wanted.
In this world, he had the best food and clothing, and he never suffered any grievances.These requirements are very reasonable.
Wuhong couldn't help it at first, and snickered and let out a "poof".
Sui Lan gritted her teeth and swallowed her anger: "Remember, Senior Brother Tingquan."
Wen Zhi's expression was quite normal, but at the end, his eyes quietly fell on Bai Tingquan who was elated and a little airy.
No one noticed that there was some hidden nostalgia in his eyes.
Naturally, they couldn't get what Bai Tingquan wanted in one day, so Sui Lan had to clean out Wen Zhi's single-family courtyard specially reserved for Bai Tingquan, and asked Bai Tingquan to make do with it for now, and at the same time, he went to various places. Fang inquired and prepared those weird things for Bai Tingquan.
At night, Bai Tingquan lay on the rough and hard mattress, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
His sleep was already fragile, if he changed places suddenly, he might have to stay up for three nights in a row to gradually adapt.What's more, the bedding was thick and heavy but damp, the mattress was thick and soft but rough, the room was cold and damp, and some small rashes had already appeared on his neck.
Bai Tingquan scratched a little angrily.
It's really strange to say that none of the messy exercises practiced by the original master can strengthen the body...
Bai Tingquan was afraid of the cold, huddled under the heavy quilt, listening to the howling wind outside the window, without feeling sleepy.
A small brazier was not enough to heat the whole room, even though he had been lying down for a long time, his hands and feet were still cold.
Bai Tingquan couldn't understand one thing.
He didn't understand why Wen Zhi, the orthodox leader, condescended to accept him, a remnant of the Demon Sect, as his personal disciple. If he wanted to detain him, imprison him, and stop him from doing bad things again, then take him to Langjian... It is enough for Zong to be a disciple of the outer sect, and he can achieve the purpose of guarding, and he can also humiliate the Mozong, and demonstrate the status of the leader of the ten thousand sects of the Langjian Sect.
But not only did Wen Zhi not do this, he also accepted him as the only personal heir.
Bai Tingquan couldn't figure it out.
If you can't figure it out, you have to figure it out yourself.
He pinched a few whispering formulas from the air, and hid them in the corner of his room. At the same time, he hugged a small pillow, barefoot, and braved the wind and snow all over the sky, and walked to Wen Zhimen.
Stealing Yin Jue is a good thing, but open and aboveboard sword cultivators don't know it.It is even difficult to detect, even if it is Wen Zhi, you have to concentrate and feel carefully to detect it.
The wind in Tingxue Peak was particularly violent at night, and Bai Tingquan's whole body was frozen stiff after only standing there for a while.
The warm light in the house seemed to be the only comfort in the cold night.
Bai Tingquan hesitated for a while, and knocked on the door.
A spiritual force from across the air instantly opened the door, and a steady and powerful voice came from inside the room: "Who is it, what is it?"
Bai Tingquan took a bold look inside the door.
There was only one lamp lit inside the door, it was dark and dim, only the center illuminated by the lamp, behind the table, sat Wen Zhi in white.His appearance looked warm and sacred in the candlelight, but he was extremely busy, staring at the jade slip in his hand so intently that he didn't even have time to lift his head.
Bai Tingquan withdrew his gaze, sniffed, and said aggrievedly: "Master... the wind is so strong at night, disciple..."
There was no answer in the room, replaced by a long silence.
Bai Tingquan's heart fluttered, he retracted his gaze, and curled up his toes carefully.
What he didn't know was.
Wen Zhi in the room has already slightly turned his head towards him.
In Wen Zhi's eyes.
His little apprentice's clothes were thin, his eyes were wet, pitiful and aggrieved, he hugged his little pillow tightly, waiting anxiously and expectantly for his answer.
Like a little flower waiting to be picked in the cold wind.
Bai Tingquan added in a low voice: "Disciple...disciple is a little scared, sleep...can't sleep."
For a long time, the people in the room seemed to compromise.
Accompanied by a sigh: "Don't be afraid, come in."
The author has something to say:
Wen Zhi looked at Wu Hong reproachfully: why didn't you speak to him.
The charcoal was damp and scattered in the brazier. The bed not far from it was limping with a leg. When Bai Tingquan touched it lightly, the bed tilted and half a catty of ashes fell off.
Now Mozong seeks the righteous way, and he will probably suffer a lot of bullying in this Langjianzong.
Bai Tingquan pursed his lips and sighed heavily.
Tingxue Peak is extremely cold, and ordinary people can't bear this kind of cold. Wen Zhi only likes the charm of this kind of silver decoration, but with the artistic conception, if the house can't avoid the cold, it is absolutely unbearable for Bai Tingquan, who is unarmed. torture.
Even ordinary little Taoist boys would draw a little spiritual energy into their bodies to avoid the cold, but the original owner grew up in the Demon Sect and had never learned these things at all. He inherited the memory of the original owner and found that sword cultivators pay attention to body training and mind training, while demon cultivators, □□There is not much difference from ordinary people, at most it will slow down the speed of aging. Their magic cultivation is more about crooked ways and spiritual attacks...
He couldn't do it at all.
Under the dust flying all over the sky, Bai Tingquan frowned in disgust, stepped back half a step, and covered his mouth and nose tightly.
He originally wanted to find the little Taoist boy, but after thinking about it, the little Taoist must have arranged all of this well, and he couldn't count on it. The stinky boy looked like he was suffocating, and wanted to give himself a blow.
Bai Tingquan stood in the middle of the empty room, he didn't want to set foot anywhere, only the tip of his nose was red from the cold, but bad water was brewing in his stomach.When he decided to find Wen Zhi, he suddenly caught a flashing figure outside the window out of the corner of his eye.
It was left by the disciple who was in charge of guarding him.
His every move is under the surveillance of others, Bai Tingquan looked away lightly, and patted the ash on his sleeves slowly.
He can read the original book ten lines at a glance, and only slows down when it involves the content of Lord Canglang, and now his identity and background as cannon fodder are all mentioned in the original text, and there is no detailed description at all. He didn't know what his attitude was.
It's a pity that Lord Canglang was plotted against by the original owner.
Perhaps, what the little boy said was right.
People in the righteous way want to leave the Holy Son of the Demon Sect to make it easier to detain him, guard him, and stay on the Righteous Way as a hostage who threatens the Demon Sect.Cultivating the Holy Son of the Demon Sect into the light of the righteous way is equivalent to disintegrating the Demon Sect from the very core and causing the Demon Sect to be defeated without a fight.
This is also the price Mozong needs to pay for asking for help from the Righteous Way.
But Bai Tingquan was never afraid of anything, he was not afraid of others messing with him, if others messed with him, then he just had to be worse than others, no one could make him feel wronged.
Bai Tingquan didn't care about anything, he swaggered open the door, and walked towards Wenzhi's courtyard calmly.
He thought that the two disciples who guarded him would step forward to stop him, but he only felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, and the disciples followed him quietly without stopping him or warning him.
Bai Tingquan didn't care about it, he just tried his best to recall the description of Ting Xuefeng in the original book, and planned to find the small courtyard where Wen Zhi lived from the few descriptions.
It's just that it's better to catch up with everything sooner than later.
He had just taken a few steps when he saw Wen Zhi calm and composed, facing the snow, walking towards him step by step.
Wen Zhi seemed to be born out of ice and snow, and his demeanor was a bit colder and more arrogant than snow.
Beside him is a young man who loves to laugh. When he saw Bai Tingquan from a distance, he smiled and bent his eyes. After a few breaths, Wen Zhi approached the young man. The young man smiled and said: "Oh, this child is really Beautiful, which peak is it?"
Wen Zhi looked indifferent and remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything, but his eyes were clearly fixed on Bai Tingquan.
The young man joked: "Did you come in with those children who were elected two days ago? Then it's really not easy for you to listen to Xuefeng. Do you have a favorite master? How about..."
Wen Zhi remained silent, his eyes still locked on Bai Tingquan, as if asking Bai Tingquan to admit it.
Bai Tingquan was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Wen Zhi, bit his bullet, bent over, and said to Wen Zhi: "Master."
Wen Zhi seemed to be satisfied with this, and squeezed out an "um" from his nasal cavity.
It seemed that he could hear the reluctance in Bai Tingquan's tone.
The young man was dumbfounded, and seemed to be stuttering. He looked at Wen Zhi, then at Bai Tingquan, and finally found his voice after a while: "You, you...you, this is the treasure you brought back from the Demon Sect. Apprentice?"
Wen Zhi looked sideways and gave him a lukewarm look.
The young man immediately shut up.
Wen Zhi turned his gaze back to Bai Tingquan.
The young man is slender, with black hair and snow skin, and a pair of black pupils filled with water waves. However, his clothes are thin, and the whole person is wrapped in a bright brocade suit. In the white and huge mountain snow, there is only a kind of incongruity. Fragile beauty.
Wen Zhi asked, "When did you arrive at Tingxue Peak?"
Bai Tingquan straightened his waist, and slandered: "Send someone to watch me, you know everything, why bother to ask me."
But he replied honestly: "The disciple just arrived not long ago, but the room is empty, and I haven't had time to arrange it carefully."
The tip of Bai Tingquan's nose and cheeks were flushed from the cold, he raised his eyes seriously to look at Wen Zhi, his eyes were glistening, with a hint of pitifulness and stubbornness.
Wen Zhi suddenly thought of something, raised his eyes, and glanced behind him.
The dilapidated thatched roof was covered with heavy snow, and it was crumbling, as if it was about to be crushed in the next second. Wen Zhi frowned slightly, opened the door and entered.
Bai Tingquan raised his eyebrows.
After Wen Zhi entered the room, he just looked around, lowered his voice, and said to the young man beside him, "Wu Hong, please come and call Sui Lan."
Wu Hong seemed to feel the low air pressure emanating from Wen Zhi's body, his thin body trembled violently, he agreed, and fled away.
Bai Tingquan blinked, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.
Presumably Suilan is that stinky little guy.
Bai Tingquan added fuel to the flames and said: "Don't blame senior Sui Lan, Weizhu Mountain is also such a cold climate. I'm used to it. I blame me for not explaining it clearly to him. I just went out just to ask him for some daily necessities. .”
Bai Tingquan doesn't know anything else, but his level of tea art, if he doesn't have a special eight, he must have a special four.
Wen Zhi just glanced at him indifferently, and soon, Wuhong led Sui Lan over. When Sui Lan saw Wen Zhi, her face immediately turned pale with fright, and her chubby little body trembled and dared not take another step.
There was reproach in Wen Zhi's voice: "Sui Lan, how did I explain to you?"
Sui Lan was dejected and dared not speak.
Wen Zhi looked at him and said, "Say."
Sui Lan was shocked, knowing that she had made a big mistake, and she didn't dare to look at Bai Tingquan who was standing aside, so she dared to answer in a low voice: "Cang... Canglang Lord wants me to carefully clean out the small courtyard in the south, And prepare daily necessities, just..."
Wen Zhi continued indifferently: "It's just that you have no one in your eyes. Just because Tingquan is a member of the Demon Sect, you look down on him. You have to teach him a good lesson for me and make him subdue, right?"
Sui Lan turned pale with fright, and knelt down with a "bang": "Mr. Canglang, Sui Lan dare not..."
Bai Tingquan stood behind Wen Zhi, arms crossed, gloating.
Wu Hong smiled and made a relief from the side: "Brother, don't make things too difficult for Xiao Sui Lan, your precious apprentice has just arrived, hasn't he..."
Wen Zhi turned his head and looked at Wu Hong.
Wuhong flinched immediately, and quickly changed his position: "Xiao Suilan, you almost made a big mistake, why don't you hurry up and apologize to Ting Quan, he will also be Ting Xuefeng's big brother in the future, how can you overstep, if it wasn't for the senior brother, he accidentally If you pass by here, you will make a big mistake."
Sui Lan repeatedly admitted her mistake, raised her tearful eyes, and looked at Bai Tingquan: "Senior brother Tingquan, today is my fault, I have neglected you because I have no eyes, if you need anything, just ask me. "
It was only then that Bai Tingquan realized that this little thing brought him to this broken thatched cottage on purpose, he didn't live here at all, if he wasn't smarter, he might have been "wronged" in this place forever.
The little thing was very slippery, and now that Wen Zhi was holding him back, he was willing to show weakness. Naturally, Bai Tingquan would not let go of such a great opportunity, so he cleared his throat and said with a smile: "I don't want much, just three So, you can remember it well."
Sui Lan pretended to be listening attentively.
"A rosewood bed with symmetrical colorful phoenix carvings, a duvet with new feathers under the wings of young birds, and a mirror that draws water from the bright moon and is even and flawless." Bai Tingquan paused for a while, "I don't ask much, the wooden bed The red sandalwood wood must contain spiritual energy, and it must be planted in the sun of the mountain. Otherwise, if there is yin energy accumulated in it, I have been weak since I was a child, and I cannot bear it. The soft feather and the bronze mirror...you can take it from Mingyue, senior Suilan, that's all, write it down, right?"
Following the memory of the original owner, Bai Tingquan casually said a few things that he really wanted.
In this world, he had the best food and clothing, and he never suffered any grievances.These requirements are very reasonable.
Wuhong couldn't help it at first, and snickered and let out a "poof".
Sui Lan gritted her teeth and swallowed her anger: "Remember, Senior Brother Tingquan."
Wen Zhi's expression was quite normal, but at the end, his eyes quietly fell on Bai Tingquan who was elated and a little airy.
No one noticed that there was some hidden nostalgia in his eyes.
Naturally, they couldn't get what Bai Tingquan wanted in one day, so Sui Lan had to clean out Wen Zhi's single-family courtyard specially reserved for Bai Tingquan, and asked Bai Tingquan to make do with it for now, and at the same time, he went to various places. Fang inquired and prepared those weird things for Bai Tingquan.
At night, Bai Tingquan lay on the rough and hard mattress, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
His sleep was already fragile, if he changed places suddenly, he might have to stay up for three nights in a row to gradually adapt.What's more, the bedding was thick and heavy but damp, the mattress was thick and soft but rough, the room was cold and damp, and some small rashes had already appeared on his neck.
Bai Tingquan scratched a little angrily.
It's really strange to say that none of the messy exercises practiced by the original master can strengthen the body...
Bai Tingquan was afraid of the cold, huddled under the heavy quilt, listening to the howling wind outside the window, without feeling sleepy.
A small brazier was not enough to heat the whole room, even though he had been lying down for a long time, his hands and feet were still cold.
Bai Tingquan couldn't understand one thing.
He didn't understand why Wen Zhi, the orthodox leader, condescended to accept him, a remnant of the Demon Sect, as his personal disciple. If he wanted to detain him, imprison him, and stop him from doing bad things again, then take him to Langjian... It is enough for Zong to be a disciple of the outer sect, and he can achieve the purpose of guarding, and he can also humiliate the Mozong, and demonstrate the status of the leader of the ten thousand sects of the Langjian Sect.
But not only did Wen Zhi not do this, he also accepted him as the only personal heir.
Bai Tingquan couldn't figure it out.
If you can't figure it out, you have to figure it out yourself.
He pinched a few whispering formulas from the air, and hid them in the corner of his room. At the same time, he hugged a small pillow, barefoot, and braved the wind and snow all over the sky, and walked to Wen Zhimen.
Stealing Yin Jue is a good thing, but open and aboveboard sword cultivators don't know it.It is even difficult to detect, even if it is Wen Zhi, you have to concentrate and feel carefully to detect it.
The wind in Tingxue Peak was particularly violent at night, and Bai Tingquan's whole body was frozen stiff after only standing there for a while.
The warm light in the house seemed to be the only comfort in the cold night.
Bai Tingquan hesitated for a while, and knocked on the door.
A spiritual force from across the air instantly opened the door, and a steady and powerful voice came from inside the room: "Who is it, what is it?"
Bai Tingquan took a bold look inside the door.
There was only one lamp lit inside the door, it was dark and dim, only the center illuminated by the lamp, behind the table, sat Wen Zhi in white.His appearance looked warm and sacred in the candlelight, but he was extremely busy, staring at the jade slip in his hand so intently that he didn't even have time to lift his head.
Bai Tingquan withdrew his gaze, sniffed, and said aggrievedly: "Master... the wind is so strong at night, disciple..."
There was no answer in the room, replaced by a long silence.
Bai Tingquan's heart fluttered, he retracted his gaze, and curled up his toes carefully.
What he didn't know was.
Wen Zhi in the room has already slightly turned his head towards him.
In Wen Zhi's eyes.
His little apprentice's clothes were thin, his eyes were wet, pitiful and aggrieved, he hugged his little pillow tightly, waiting anxiously and expectantly for his answer.
Like a little flower waiting to be picked in the cold wind.
Bai Tingquan added in a low voice: "Disciple...disciple is a little scared, sleep...can't sleep."
For a long time, the people in the room seemed to compromise.
Accompanied by a sigh: "Don't be afraid, come in."
The author has something to say:
Wen Zhi looked at Wu Hong reproachfully: why didn't you speak to him.
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