Chapter 679 Green Plum Blossoms Cannot Be Opened

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"Is that where you were locked up?"

The snow in the antler plains was heavier and colder than the snow in the Chen Kingdom.

Of course, apart from this, the gray snow on the antlers made people feel suffocated.

Xu Han stood on the snowy ground. The snow that fell from the horizon came to the top of his head, but it seemed as if it encountered an invisible barrier. It separated from both sides of his head and fell towards the surroundings.

Xu Han pointed at the tall black mountain in the distance and asked Xuan'er, who was standing on his shoulder.

"Miao?" Xuan'er's eyes widened as she looked at the mountain peak, and she let out a soft voice that she didn't know why.

Aowu, who was running in the snow, raised his head and looked at Xuan'er. The dog's mouth was covered with snow stains, and it was about to run towards Xuan'er as if it were having fun.

Whoosh.

A sound of air-piercing came, and a snowball landed on his head at that moment. His body staggered, and then he fell into the snow with an extremely apt movement of a wild dog pouncing on shit.

"Squeakk!" A burst of laughter came from the side, but Ah Huang was holding onto the snowball and grinning not far away.

It seemed that bullying Aowu had become the greatest hobby of the former Demon King...

"Let's go." Xu Han shook his head helplessly. He was not surprised by this. Seeing that he was about to turn around and leave, Ah Huang and Ao Wu had no choice but to temporarily let go of the grudge in their hands. At that time, they quickly followed Xu Han's footsteps and left with one of them.

"There are many secrets hidden in that mountain."

"Miao?"

"Many undeserving people have also died."

"Miao?"

"When we come back next time, let's go explore the situation together, shall we?"

"Miao!"

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering the tracks of a group of people. Only the conversation between the man and the cat was still echoing back and forth in the ice and snow.

...

"Sigh. In this cold and snowy October, there is no wine, but there is no one to drink with. It's really boring." Chu Chouli sat in the other courtyard, playing with the wine cup in his hand. Looking at the heavy snow falling outside the window, he muttered to himself with dim interest.

The Li Clan's father and son brought the 20,000 Mu Clan Army and the 100,000 Tiger Leopard Cavalry that Chen Xuanji had recruited to head towards the Changwu Pass, preparing their troops and horses to retrieve the lost land. Ning Zhumang and Song Yueming were nowhere to be found. The group of people who had arrived in the Chen Kingdom had collapsed since then. Chu Chouli had lost his drinking companion. To the drunkard, he was naturally depressed.

It was getting late, and Su Mu'an , who was dressed neatly, walked out of the room with a knife in her hand.

Chu Chouli, who was worried about being unaccompanied, rolled his eyes and hurriedly called Su Mu'an Yan, "Come, Xiao Muan, have a drink with me."

Su Mu'an, who had already stepped out of the room with one foot, stopped. She turned her head to look at Chu Chou Li and said, "I don't know how to drink."

"Sigh! How can a man not drink?" Chu Chouli naturally refused to let Su Mu'an off just like that. He casually walked over to Su Mu'an with his wine cup in hand.

Su Mu'an was dumbfounded for a moment and hesitated.

Seeing this, Chu Chouli knew that there was a chance. He hurriedly said, "Look at the machetemen in this book. Which one of them doesn't eat meat and drink wine in large bowls?"

"Is that so?" Su Mu'an frowned and seriously thought about the stories he had seen in the book.

"Of course!" Chu Chouli took advantage of the hot iron to strike and handed the wine cup in his hand to Su Mu'an. Then, he continued to give the little fellow encouraging gazes.

Su Mu'an hesitated for a long time, but she was unable to hold back Chu Chou Li's enthusiasm. At that time, she said, "Then let's just have a drink?"

Chu Chouli knew very well that everything was difficult to begin with, so he naturally wouldn't object and hurriedly nodded at that time.

After a quarter of an hour, Su Mu'an stood up from his seat with a flushed face. He waved at Chu Chouli repeatedly and said, "Uncle Chu, you can't drink any more."

"There's no reason men shouldn't drink anymore. Come on, the two of us are drunk today." Chu Chouli shouted loudly before raising his glass to Su Mu'an again.

Su Mu'an was unable to resist, so she could only say, "I still have to teach nineteen saber techniques. I really can't drink any more."

Hearing this, Chu Chouli's face immediately revealed a mocking smile. He winked at Su Mu'an and said, "So you're going to see Little Nineteen. No wonder you're dressed so cleanly today."

Hearing this, Su Mu'an 's face immediately turned red. He repeatedly waved his hand and said, "Uncle Chu, it's not what you think. I'm just going to teach her saber techniques."

"Got it. Got it." However, Chu Chouli did not listen to Su Mu'an's explanation at all. He said with a posture of someone who had come before, "Back then, my junior sister and I were like this. We were childhood sweethearts."

"Thinking back to the time when I was punished by Tongya Falls, she secretly delivered food for me. The waterfall was covered in mist. She wore green clothes and walked over from the mist. She carried a lunch box and smiled. The scene was like a fairy descending to the mortal world."

Su Mu'an's complexion became redder and redder. She wanted to say something, but her mouth was a little stupid. She was no match for Chu Chou Li. She could only hear Chu Chou Li constantly recount what had happened back then, but he himself was unable to interrupt her.

Just as Su Mu'an was in a dilemma, he discovered that Chu Chou Li's expression was filled with longing, as if he didn't care if there was anyone else beside him. Su Mu'an 's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately took a tentative step towards the door.

"I still remember that year. I was twelve, and she was twelve. I secretly took her down the mountain to play. When Master found out, I punished her and made us kneel outside the sect. Suddenly, it rained. I covered her with my clothes and she leaned gently against my embrace."

Chu Chouli was still chattering endlessly. Seeing this, Su Mu'an knew that this was a rare opportunity, so she quickly spread her feet and ran out.

"Also, there's more."

"I was sixteen that year, and she was sixteen too." Chu Chouli murmured. Then, he turned his head to look at Su Mu'an, only to discover that that fellow had long since disappeared. The drunken Chu Chouli was slightly stunned, and then he bitterly smiled. The words that reached his mouth were finally swallowed back.

He picked up his glass by himself and said, "It's nice to be young."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp.

...

"Damn Mu'an! Damn Mu'an!"

In another courtyard of Prince Qin's Mansion, Little Nineteen, whose cheeks had turned red from cold, squatted under the eaves. He looked at the falling snowflakes in the sky and muttered, "I promised that Wu Shichu would wait for me here. I haven't seen anyone since three minutes ago!"

"No wonder no man is a good thing and knows how to lie!"

As she spoke, Little Nineteen seemed to want to vent the anger in her heart. She grabbed the stones on the ground and threw them fiercely into the snow. Obviously, she treated the snow in front of her as a "stinking man" in her heart.

"Nineteen!" At this moment, a clear voice came from behind her.

Nineteen quickly stood up with a delighted expression. Turning around, he saw that it was Su Mu'an who had trotted all the way here.

The joy on Nineteen's face seemed to be about to spread out, but soon, the little fellow seemed to have thought of something and forcefully suppressed the joy. She frowned, pouted, and snorted coldly at Su Mu'an, who was running in front of her.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Nineteen raised his head and turned around.

This kind of behavior was almost a vivid display of "I'm very angry, that kind of anger that I can't coax well."

Such an almost straightforward expression meant that even someone like Xu Han, who was slightly slow to deal with men and women, could understand what was going on. But what she met was Su Mu'an ...

"Nineteen, hurry up and practice your saber. It's getting late." Su Mu'an didn't seem to have seen Nineteen's actions at all. After she stood still, she took out a knife from her back and put on a posture as she spoke. There was actually a hint of urgency in her tone.

"Humph!" Nineteen, who was already filled with grievances and dissatisfaction, naturally became even more unhappy. She stomped her foot and let out another cold snort.

"What's the matter?" Even Su Mu'an faintly sensed something strange at this moment. He put down the saber in his hand and looked at Nineteen with a puzzled expression.

"Humph!" Nineteen snorted coldly for the third time since she met Su Mu'an.

She turned her head and pouted at Su Mu'an , saying angrily, "You're late!"

Su Mu'an was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I know, so let's start quickly."

With that, Su Mu'an raised her saber again and put on a posture.

Nineteen probably never thought that Su Mu'an would react like this again. After several breaths, her face was suffocated red, and then she stamped her feet again. Her little red riding boots were stepping on the snow on the ground.

"I'm not going to learn anymore!" Nineteen clasped his hands to his chest and said.

Su Mu'an frowned and said, "The path of cultivation requires perseverance. With your willfulness, how can you cultivate a profound technique and protect yourself in this chaotic world?"

Su Mu'an 's tone became harsh. The grievances in Nineteen's heart were even more severe. She stomped her foot and said, "That's none of your business. I don't want to learn your stinking saber technique!"

As he spoke, Nineteen, who was angry, simply turned around and took a step forward, looking at his posture as if he was going to leave angrily.

Su Mu'an looked at Nineteen who had left with a deep brow. His hand suddenly stretched out in the direction of Nineteen and spread out his fingers. As a result, the snow on the ground in front of Nineteen rapidly piled up like a royal decree at that time, constantly rising. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a tall snow wall that blocked Little Nineteen's path.

Little Nineteen obviously did not expect such a change. She was slightly stunned, and then she reacted. She turned around and was about to scold Su Mu'an .

But at that time, Su Mu'an had already rushed to her with her saber. Xiao 19 panicked and hurriedly took out the saber on his back to meet the blade that Su Mu'an had swung.

Although Su Mu'an had already suppressed her strength to an extremely low level, she was only nineteen years old after all. The strength from the blade still shook her tiger's mouth, causing her to feel a burning pain. Nineteen had never been so frightened before. His eyes immediately turned red and he almost cried.

But at this moment, Su Mu'an seemed to be a different person, completely ignoring Nineteen's feelings. One saber fell and the other saber suddenly attacked.

"Your enemy will not care about your situation. The more fragile you are, the sharper his attacks will be." At the same time, Su Mu'an 's gloomy voice sounded.

Little Nineteen was able to block Su Mu'an 's saber again. She stood still and gritted her teeth, wiping away the tears in her eyes. Only then did she raise her saber again and wrestle with the Su Mu'an who had killed her.

...

"Zhou Yuan is proficient in pharmacology. Go back and show him your injuries. You'll be able to recover tomorrow."

"I'll still be waiting for you at E tomorrow. Next time, I won't be late."

At the end of the day, Su Mu'an left such a cold sentence. At that time, she took a step forward and left without even looking at Nineteen.

Little Nineteen sat alone on the steps of the eaves. When Su Mu'an's back figure completely disappeared from her eyes, she could no longer wrap her tears around the corner of her eyes. At that time, she covered her face with her blistered hand and sobbed softly.

She could not understand why Su Mu'an was so fierce towards her as if he had suddenly changed a person. His attacks were even fiercer than before. Although he had grasped his limits, he still made Nineteen suffer.

Nineteen people who were already used to being held in their palms were probably unable to adapt to this sudden change. The grievances in their hearts surged out at that moment.

Just as she was about to cry, a hand suddenly reached over her head and slowly stroked her head.

"Don't worry about it! You're a bad person!" Nineteen muttered, but he still raised his head at that moment.

Nineteen, who had originally thought that Su Mu'an had returned, was stunned when he saw the person sitting beside her clearly. Then, he blinked his tearful eyes and said, "Master?"

The old man in black smiled at her. He extended his hand and placed Nineteen's blister-filled hand in his palm. A gentle green light flashed and the blister in Nineteen's hand dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nineteen quickly wiped the tears off his face and said, "Thank you, Master."

Although she managed to put a smile on her face, her red and swollen eyes still made people feel heartache.

"Why are you crying?" The old man smiled and asked.

Nineteen was stunned, then lowered his head and curled his lips, not answering.

The old man seemed to have seen through her thoughts and did not dwell on this question. Instead, he said to himself, "The Su Clan's saber technique has never been passed down. Do you know why he is willing to give you the most authentic saber technique?"

Nineteen blinked her eyes, feeling a little confused, but this doubt was quickly covered by the anger in her heart. She pouted again and said angrily, "I don't want to know, Nineteen doesn't want to learn his broken saber technique anymore!"

"There is such a kind of person in this world." The old man didn't seem to hear Nineteen's complaint. He muttered to himself, "He only knows how to treat you, but he doesn't know how to let you know that he is treating you well."

"He stuffed everything he wanted to give you, anything he could give you, into your head. Even if the other party felt that this was not good, he would still do as he pleased."

Hearing this, Nineteen blinked his eyes again.

She was very smart and quickly reacted. "You mean Su Mu'an , right?" She said, referring to the old man.

"Since you know this, it means that what he did was worth it." The old man touched Nineteen's head again.

Nineteen's anger dissipated a lot, but he still said firmly, "But he doesn't need to be so fierce! He was obviously the first to arrive late."

"We don't have much time left, so we're naturally in a hurry." The old man said with an unclear meaning.

Nineteen's eyes widened. She was puzzled, but she thought of another very strange thing. "Didn't Master say that the Su Clan's saber techniques weren't spread out? Then how did Master learn them?" She asked.

She clearly remembered that her master had also taught her the Su Clan's saber techniques.

The old man paused and his eyes flickered, "Because Master has met such a fool before."

Nineteen did not quite understand. She then asked, "Since Su Mu'an is doing this for my own good, then why did Master always tell me not to talk to him?"

"Humans, sometimes it's so strange." The old man sighed and stood up. "If someone gives you three points, you want to pay him back ten points. You give too much. In the end, you put all your strength into it and you can't pay it back even if you risk your life. In the end, this debt will become a debt. The more you carry, the more you will lose your breath in the end, let alone how to survive."

The old man's words naturally made Nineteen more puzzled. She wanted to ask another question. However, the old man who finished speaking suddenly turned to Nineteen and asked, "Have you finished resting? You must put in more effort and not be beaten up by him again tomorrow."

Although Nineteen was a little precocious and liked to pretend to be old-fashioned, she was still a child. Hearing this, she immediately forgot all the previous unhappiness. She stood up and nodded at the old man. She took out the knife from her back and nodded at the old man, "Yes."

"Then let's begin." The old man smiled faintly. He held a hand out of thin air and a knife appeared in his hand at that time.

...

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to cover the entire Jinling City.

Chu Chouli, who was drunk and hazy, stood up and walked to the door of the room. He looked at the endless snow outside the room, raised the wine jug in his hand again, and raised his head to face the drunkenness.

However, he had already drunk all the wine in the wine jug. He kept shaking the wine jug, but did not get another drop of wine from the wine jug. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the hole in the wine jug for a long time before confirming the fact that he had drunk all the wine.

He couldn't help but sigh at that moment and threw the wine jug onto the snow like he was venting.

"Sigh … I've also finished drinking … It looks like I, someone Chu, should be on my way."

As he spoke, he raised his head again to look at the blizzard outside the house.

"Master, this disciple of the Bandit Saint Sect doesn't seem to have the ability to revive for you anymore..."

"But Junior Sister has taken the wrong path. As a senior apprentice-brother, I still have to pull her. Who told her to deliver meals to me back then?"

Chu Chouli said as he stepped into the snow.

Most likely because he drank too much, he stepped on the snow with one foot and one foot, his body swaying, as if he would fall into the snow in the next moment.

The snow was still falling, and the shaking figure in the snow was gradually moving away. Only a rough yet sad song could be heard in the world of ice and snow.

"Lang rides a bamboo horse, and Lord twists the plum blossom."

"Looking at each other, I don't know how old I am, but I still want to return next year.

"Once Shao Hua is old, the snow will fall and the hair will turn white."

"The bamboo horse has never been abandoned. Can't the green plum blossom?"