"Yes," Mu Di turned the wine cup, "the whales follow the strong wind southward to break the ice and stop hundreds of rivers from entering the bay. This is true for generations, but what is the benefit to the whales? Do it, no one can control it, are you right? Lord Shenjun."

The goddess did not speak.

The snow is getting heavier.

The porridge cooked by the old lady of the Hu family is warm, the plum blossoms are stained with fragrant new honey, and the wine made from white plums is just right, one sip, it can warm from the heart to the hands and feet. It's freezing cold, so it's time to chat and interrupt in such a corner, from the day before yesterday when was brewing and stealing flowers to today's snow cat fighting.

But neither of them spoke.

What should be said, whether it is resentment, anger, or the intertwining of grievances, questioning and wandering, has already been said twelve years ago. Up to now, there is no need to greet each other, and there is no need to say more.

for a long time.

The emperor put down the wine jar: "There is not enough sky in the northwest, and sunlight is difficult to reach. If the whales stay in the north, once the great wilderness encourages the fierce wind, the tomb of the dragon fish will also be frozen. Baimin will not be unaware of this, the great wilderness What did you promise?"

"Why can't we do it ourselves?" Mu Di said indifferently, "Even if it is frozen to death, it is better than being a cultivated animal, working hard without complaining, and finally being skinned and cramped, refining oil and meat, and becoming a noble guest from the Immortal Sect. Is the Chinese food on the plate good?"

"I will deal with the fact that the Imperial Beast Sect violated the order to hunt whales secretly," the god said slowly, "but the Nightmare Ape on Huoyan Island disappeared six years ago, and it has a mustard seed world in its abdomen. The yellow beast hid a year ago, it can cross rivers, and it can borrow water... In the past 12 years, there has been a sudden increase in the number of deserted people in the two continents of Xizhou and Yunzhou, and the Thirty-Six Islands should also be dealt with."

The remnant snow and the white plum drooped down, and the impression was on the faces of the god and the great demon, with mottled light and shadow.

Calm and icy eyes confronted in the light and shadow.

The winter has not yet risen, and the morning cold is in full swing.

"Since the demon clan of Thirty-Six Islands dared to go against the order and go privately, they will naturally be punished. As for those demon clan who have left the Thirty-Six Islands... What kind of grudges do they have with Xianmen? That is they and Xianmen. Don't the human cultivators always boast about slaying demons and slaying demons?" Mu Di said coldly, "Then let those sects who slay demons and slay demons take care of it themselves, don't expect Thirty-Six Islands to clean up the mess for them." paused.

Mu Di smiled lowly.

"You sent the Wu clan to go north, not just to let them return to their homeland of Yiqiu? The Wu clan is an ancient descendant in the cloud, and they know the habits of the various ethnic groups in the Thirty-Six Islands better than Xianmen. They are good at controlling insects and birds, and nothing can become a witch. The eyes of the clan's monitoring Sifang... a good piece of the Easter Demon Clan, Xizhen Xianmen's chess piece," Mu Di bent down on the wine jar and looked at the person opposite mockingly, "You used to be unbalanced, it's not that you don't I understand, you don't want to use it, but what about now?"

What about now?

Now, firstly, the North Diaoed Wu clan supervises the thirty-six islands, and then the Chinese control the sun and the moon to control the twelve continents.

What's not a tradeoff?

The white plum blossoms were blown off by the wind and fell into the cup.

The goddess slowly turned the cup and looked at a small plum blossom, dangling on the sake, like a lonely boat floating around, and in the end it was just spinning in place... He raised his glass and drank it, the black pottery bottom and the table top Collision, making a neither light nor heavy sound.

"Yes."

The god said softly.

Mu Di stopped smiling, his face neither happy nor sad.

... One congratulations and two congratulations, he will not go. When the snow falls, I help sweep the courtyard. Three congratulations and four congratulations, give me Dongxi. The heavy snow was so thick that they covered the feathers one after another. Three congratulations and four congratulations, the new comes and the old goes. Winter is coming, please be mesmerized... Indistinctly, the wind sent the singing voice from far away indistinctly. It was the children in Meicheng who kicked stones and sang "Happy Snow" in an unknown alley. rumor".

Mu Di suddenly raised the wine jar.

... Five congratulations and six congratulations, Langjun is good manners. Small cold ice jade, dripping like rain. Seven congratulations and eight congratulations, the beautiful lady looks good. Big cold friends get together, meet hometown...

The little girl on the stone steps widened her eyes in surprise, seeing the young guests under the porridge shed who were pouring spirits as boiled water. The clear liquor rolled down his thin jawline, wetting his throat and half of his chest... The cold pulp fell down with a "crashing", and there was no more dripping left. The young man pushed the table and tripped the chair, and got up drunk.

The wine jar was thrown to the ground by him and shattered.

Mu Di laughed loudly, and bowed to the gods to the ground:

"Congratulations!!!"

Congratulations on all your wishes.

Congratulations, you're just as unrecognizable as we are.

Congratulations.

………………

"...Nine congratulations and ten congratulations, kowtow to the heaven and earth.

The walls on both sides of the East Hutong are very high, and the snow carried by the flat tiles falls down in the voices of the children. Seven or eight and a half children play games in the narrow alley, but they are not kicking stones, but a pair of hands tightly. A thin child curled up into a dry ball holding his head.

He was a few years younger than the other children, and rolled under their feet without saying a word.

The tall and strong child at the head raised his head and stepped on the soles of his feet, panting: "Why doesn't this fool scream today? It's so boring."

As he said that, he was about to bend over to pull the boy's hair.

"Hey! Liu Huzi, be careful, this kid might pretend to be dead. Last time..." Someone on the side reminded him immediately, saying that it was too late before he finished speaking.

The child screamed "Ah" on the head, and was slammed into the face by the "fool" who was struggling violently, causing his head to buzz, and his nose bleeds and fell backwards. The idiot who broke free rode on Liu Huzi's body, and he did not know where the strength came from, and his hands tightly strangled Liu Huzi's neck.

"I killed you! I killed you!" The fool roared, his voice was hoarse and hissing, and his facial features were ferocious.