The first thousand and forty-seven chapters block the road
By dawn, a thick layer of snow had accumulated in Jiankang City, and the branches of many trees were overwhelmed and made snapping sounds from time to time.
Most people in Jiankang City got up earlier than usual.
People who are going out are worried about the difficulty of walking on the road. People who are in a leisurely and elegant mood want to see the snow scene early. There are also many people who live in old houses who are anxious to clear the snow from the eaves.
, otherwise if the roof collapses, this winter will be really sad.
There is a saying that if good mutton is cooked in clean snow that has just fallen, the taste will be more special and delicious.
At dawn, all the owners of the shops selling mutton and mutton soup in Jiankang City were very happy. They had taken a lot of tonic early and couldn't sleep. Although their business was usually good, in Jiankang City, their business was good.
Here, noodle soup and millet porridge usually play the leading role in breakfast, but today it is snowy, and their mutton soup is destined to play the leading role.
In a small alley in the south of the Imperial City, closest to the Imperial City wall, there is a flaxseed and mutton soup shop.
This mutton soup shop has also been open in Jiankang City for more than 30 years. Although it is small, it is still famous in winter.
In addition to the well-cooked mutton soup, his pancakes are also outstanding. When eating mutton soup with this slightly salty pancake, it is not only full, but also warms the whole body, which is indescribable satisfaction.
The owner of the Hu Mazi Mutton Soup Shop is really a pockmarked person. However, he was a young pockmarked person when he first opened it more than thirty years ago, but now he is an old pockmarked person.
He usually got up about half an hour early today, but when the first pot of pancakes had just been baked, the first batch of customers had already arrived in the store.
There were five guests in this group, and they all came together.
The youngest among these five people is about thirty years old, and the oldest looks to be in his fifties, with gray hair on his temples.
These five people were all dressed as people from Jiankang City, and there was no difference in their behavior or speech. But Hu Mazi had seen many people, and he could tell at a glance that these five people were not ordinary people.
Although these five people looked calm, even the one who looked the kindest and always had a smile on his lips always gave him a somewhat chilling feeling.
Moreover, these people's body bones seemed to be much stronger than ordinary people, but their bodies were actually lighter. Those ordinary people in the world did not give him this feeling.
Especially when he was serving mutton soup to these people, he always felt that the outside of these people's bodies seemed to be warm and wrapped in a ball of air. For a moment, he even had the illusion that there were many people outside his mutton soup shop.
The fluttering snowflakes are different from before.
These five people were also very preoccupied. They didn't talk much while drinking mutton soup and eating cakes. They seemed to be just waiting for something or someone.
A carriage also broke into the alley not far from this mutton soup shop.
The carriage was not in a hurry to leave the city, but pulled over in the alley.
The carriage of the carriage was black, but when it stopped for a long time and snow piled up, it turned white.
None of the five people in this carriage and the five people in the mutton soup shop knew the existence of the other, but to the powerful people in the city, compared to the other figures in the world and the
Practitioners are much more important, so they know very well that today's situation may be smooth, but it may also be extremely dangerous.
They also knew very well that in the streets and dozens of alleys surrounding this pharmacy, there were many desperadoes and practitioners who had come from afar.
Among the five people in the mutton soup shop, the oldest man, a man in his fifties, ate slowly and carefully.
It’s not that I’m being petty, it’s not that I’m used to eating good food, so I think this kind of breakfast is very ordinary.
The feeling he gave Hu Mazi was that after taking this bite, he might not have the feeling of cherishing it as much as the next bite.
Every time he took a bite of pancake, he would chew it carefully, chewing it so much that Hu Mazi himself felt thirsty. When he drank the mutton soup, he also drank it very slowly, as if the warm mutton soup was strong wine. He had to drink it smoothly.
Slowly go down your throat like silk.
He never raised his head and looked around, but when the bowl of mutton soup was about to reach the bottom, he raised his head, glanced at the streets in the distance, and then raised the bowl of mutton soup, as if
While drinking, he toasted: "May the coming year be prosperous and may everything go well."
After he said this, he drank all the mutton soup in the bowl with one lift.
The other four people suddenly also had dark and solemn expressions, and they also raised their bowls at the same time and said: "May everything go well."
The man in his fifties put down the empty bowl, looking a little lost in thought, but he softly wished, "Snow is so pure, I wish it would be less stained with blood."
The practitioner with a Xinhui County accent stood in the snow.
He grabbed a handful of snow and squeezed it into a round shape.
Then he squatted down, pressed the snowball into the snow, and rolled it forward just like he did when he was a child.
The snowball gradually grew bigger and bigger, becoming bigger than a carriage wheel.
Then roll a small pile on top and you can make a snowman.
The practitioner with a Xinhui County accent looked at the snowball that had rolled too big. Instead of rolling a slightly smaller snowball, he laughed inexplicably.
He smiled like a real madman.
In an attic, an official in civilian clothes reached out to catch a flying pigeon, opened the letter tied to the pigeon's foot, took a look at it, and then whispered to the attic behind him, "Come out.
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It's just dawn.
There is snow everywhere, but it looks white.
A young man holding a yellow paper umbrella walked out of the Imperial Pharmacy Store through the snow, heading towards the Pharmacy Storehouse a few miles away.
Last night before it snowed, a batch of medicines arrived, many of which even came from Meishan.
That batch of medicine is said to be the last produced in Meishan area.
Some medicines were not cherished in previous years, but as this spiritual famine continues, they are no longer able to grow and may become extinct naturally.
When the young man reached Yinglong Lane, which was about a mile and a half away from the medicine warehouse, he stopped.
He was blocked.
The person blocking the alleyway and looking at him coldly was the practitioner from Jiuzhen County.
This cultivator from Jiuzhen County is wearing a long-sleeved cotton robe.
This outfit makes this Jiuzhen County practitioner feel awkward, and the feeling of standing in the snow on a snowy day that he has never seen before also makes this Jiuzhen County practitioner feel even weirder
.
So even if he stood there motionless, the feeling would be indescribably awkward.
If you are still standing like this, there must be something wrong.
So the young man who came out of the pharmacy slightly raised the edge of his umbrella, looked at him, and asked, "What do you want?"
"I want the red thousand-year-old plant in your hands." The cultivator from Jiuzhen County said: "Some people want to use it to make medicine, but there is only this one in Jiankang. Once you take it away and refine it, there will be no more."
Already."
"oh."
The young man who came out of the pharmacy said calmly, then shook his head, "But the red thousand-year-old plant is not on me either."
This cultivator from Jiuzhen County did not expect that he would speak like this, and he did not seem to have any anger, but he was not a talkative person, so he thought about it and said: "Then you should also understand that I
The reason I'm blocking you here is not just for this elixir."
"Then I'll take another route."
The young man simply turned around. It seemed that the other party was blocking the road, so he changed to another alley. But when he turned around, several people had already appeared at the entrance of the alley behind him.
"It seems I can't leave."
The young man's brows furrowed, and then he turned his head to look at the Jiuzhen County practitioner seriously and said, "Are you really not thinking about it anymore?" (To be continued)