The winters of this era are colder than I remember.
The winter wind is not as dry as I remember, it is just freezing cold. The clothes of passers-by are very thin and there is no so-called down. As for cotton-padded jackets, only rich people can afford them.
Snowflakes were falling in the air, and the eaves of the roadside were covered with a thick layer of white snow. The branches of the old trees in the yard were bent by the snow and turned into white frost.
Unlike people in Xuan Hao's era, people would even feel happy when they saw snow. At this time, people were pulling on their clothes to keep warm. Although they put on a few clothes, they were still thin and looked at the snow falling in the sky with sad faces.
Snow. The weather is getting cold. In this turbulent era, I don’t know how many people will freeze to death and starve to death in this winter.
Xuan Hao held the black spear and sat on the roof in a daze, watching the snow.
The snowy weather was a bit cold, but to him, it was just a bit cold.
At this time, he was wearing a thin blue-gray robe, with a plush cloak draped over his shoulders.
Through the courtyard wall, I watched the passers-by.
Unknowingly, it has been two years since I came here.
He had lived a very fulfilling life in the past two years, fulfilling in every sense of the word. He practiced martial arts day and night and rarely went out. Li Shuwen seemed to be very anxious to teach him martial arts. In his opinion, this old man Li had a strong body.
, I don’t know why I am so anxious.
I don't know why, but he likes this kind of life very much, and it feels very real.
The spear he held in his hand made him feel like he was in another world. He had never dreamed before that he would one day sit on the roof watching the snow and sighing with emotion about life in this posture.
In his last life, where he lived in the south, he had never seen such a snow scene. Snow in the north would not melt when it fell on the ground.
"Hey! Young Master~ Why are you dazed up there? You're almost turning into a snow sculpture." Xia Mi's voice sounded in the yard.
Xuan Hao looked down and looked at Xia Mi in the snow. A few snowflakes were dotted on her hair, like an elf in the snow. He felt in his heart that the world is indeed unfair, otherwise how could there be such a series of things?
Women will become jealous when they see his face.
With a faint smile on his lips, Xuan Hao shook the white snow off his body and jumped off the roof.
A house several meters high would not even numb the soles of his feet.
Falling in front of smiling Xia Mi.
Stretching out his hand, he wanted to pluck a piece of white snow from her hair.
"You, you, what are you doing?" Xia Mi backed away repeatedly, crossing his arms with his hands on his chest, a look of disgust on his face, "Can you finally help showing your true nature?"
"Uh..." Xuan Hao's hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly.
"I admit that you are quite handsome, but it is not enough to make me show off my bestiality." Xuan Hao waved his hand confidently.
"You admit to yourself that you are a beast~" Xia Mi said contemptuously, "Xia Mi, Xia Mi, you have to be careful and beware of this ugly ghost every day."
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't make personal attacks." Xuan Hao said angrily, "Look carefully at my face. Why is it ugly?"
Xia Mi looked at this face carefully, what should I say? It was always handsome, and the texture of the skin made her a little jealous. It was indeed a little bit good-looking.
"Looking at your face, I feel like, how can you have both in this world?" Looking at Xuan Hao who was so close, Xia Mi covered his mouth and smiled, "How can you be short and poor at the same time?
Can fatness and ugliness go hand in hand?"
"???" Xuan Hao's mentality collapsed, and he wanted to hit her on the head: "If you can speak, speak more, Gan!"
In the end, he just patted her head gently, looked at her thin clothes, subconsciously took off his cloak and put it on her body.
"You're a girl, you're wearing so little, aren't you cold?"
"Uh..." Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, yes, I am a human now.
"Pfft." Xuan Hao laughed.
Looking back at the flying snow in the air, I don't know how long such peaceful days can last.
"You..." Xia Mi looked at Xuan Hao in a daze.
Today, this guy is talking a lot and is always in a daze. Is he homesick?
"Where is your home?" Xia Mi was curious.
"The snow is too heavy and I can't see." Xuan Hao raised his head and looked at the flying snow in the sky. He really couldn't put the shadows of this place and his hometown together, and he couldn't go back.
After a long time, he turned back with a little sadness in his eyes: "Then where is your home?"
"..." Xia Mi did not answer.
Xuan Hao smiled softly: "I'm going to practice shooting, do you want to watch?"
Xia Mi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then jumped back under the eaves: "Please start your performance~"
"Whoosh."
The gun was like a thunderbolt, with a sudden cold light and flying snow scattered in all directions. The slightly cold tip of the gun shone with a pale golden light, stained with white snow, and condensed into a thin layer of frost. The handle of the gun was slightly cold, but it did not affect it.
In the snow, gun shadows filled the air. Xuan Hao's footsteps tapped lightly on the thick white snow on the ground, as if walking on flat ground.
The figure is graceful, and the spear at this time is not as sharp as before. It is a bit lonely, a bit sad, and a bit ethereal.
"bass."
The spear made a roar, and the tip of the spear shattered a snowflake. Then, with a sweep, the tip of the spear suddenly appeared with golden light, and the spear danced in a circle, with ice and snow all over the body, and then burned out in the light.
Xia Mi stood quietly under the eaves, watching the young man dance with his gun. She didn't understand. Li Shuwen thought that Xuan Hao was a mixed race, but she knew clearly that this was just a human. So, what made this young man become so good after two years?
What is the meaning of the sadness in his eyes when he has made such great progress internally?
Finally, a snowflake floated past Xia Mi's eyes, a flash of golden light came, the tip of the spear stopped in front of Xia Mi's eyes, and the snowflakes melted in an instant.
The door of the mansion was pushed open. Li Shuwen shook the snow off his shoulders and took off his raincoat.
"That's right. Your spear skills have made some achievements."
"Master." Xuan Hao took back his spear and smashed it on the ground.
The snow had stopped, but the wind was still strong, blowing Xia Mi's long hair slightly. She looked at the master and apprentice in front of her, slightly in a daze.
Li Shuwen looked at Xuan Hao and smiled.
After two years, he was quite satisfied with this apprentice. Although he was usually naughty, he was still not sloppy when it was time to practice. His spear skills were also inherited.
Of course, I'm just getting started, that is, I've learned the moves and barely managed to restrain my spear power. It's much better than the recklessness at the beginning.
"You have been learning how to shoot with me for two years, right?" Li Shuwen broke off a dry branch from an old tree in the yard.
Xuanhao looked at Old Man Li's posture and raised his eyebrows, "Is this? Want to cause trouble?"
"Then what, master, what do you want to do?"
"Haha, I'll slap you." Li Shuwen raised the corners of his mouth slightly.