By dawn, a thick layer of snow had accumulated in Jiankang City, and the branches of many trees were overwhelmed and broke from time to time.

Most people in Jiankang City get up earlier than usual.

People who want to go out are worried that it is difficult to walk on the road, and those who are leisurely and elegant will think of the snow early. Many people living in old houses are eager to clear the snow on the eaves, otherwise if the roof collapses, it will be really sad this winter.

There is a saying that good mutton is cooked with freshly falling snow, and the taste will be more special and delicious.

At dawn, the owners of all the shops selling mutton soup in Jiankang City were very happy and took big tonics early on, but they couldn't sleep. Although their business was good on weekdays, in Jiankang City, they usually played the protagonist with noodle soup and millet porridge in breakfast, but today the snow came, so it was destined that their mutton soup would be the protagonist.

There is a mutton soup shop in a small alley closest to the south of the imperial city wall.

This mutton soup restaurant has been open in Jiankang City for more than 30 years. Although it has a small storefront, it is still a bit famous in winter.

In addition to the well-cooked mutton soup, his thin pancakes are also a unique one. When eating mutton soup, they not only fill their stomachs, but also make people feel warm and indescribable.

The owner of Hu Mazi mutton soup restaurant is really a poozi, but he just made it more than thirty years ago, but now he is an old poozi.

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 people in this group of guests, and they came together.

The youngest of these five people is about thirty years old, and the oldest looks over fifty years old, with white hair on their temples.

These five people are all dressed as people from Jiankang City, and they can't tell whether they behave or speak abnormally. But Hu Mazi saw that there were too many people and 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 most kind and smiled at the corner of his mouth always gave him a feeling of a bit solemnity.

Moreover, these people seem to have much stronger bones than ordinary people, but their bodies are lighter. Those ordinary people in the martial arts world do not give him this feeling.

Especially when he was making mutton soup for these people, he always felt that the outside of these people seemed to be warm and wrapped in an air mass. For a moment, he even had an illusion that many snowflakes outside his mutton soup restaurant were different from before.

These five people are also very worried. They don’t have much conversation when drinking mutton soup and eating cakes. They seem to be just waiting for something and waiting for someone.

A carriage also broke into the alley not far from this mutton soup restaurant.

The carriage was not in a hurry to leave the city, but stopped in the alley.

The carriage is black. After a long time of stopping, the snow accumulates and turns white.

The people in this carriage and the five people in the mutton soup restaurant do not know each other's existence, but the people in this carriage and the five people in the mutton soup restaurant are much more important to the powerful people in the city than the other gangsters and practitioners, 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 there were many desperate people and practitioners coming from afar, surrounding the streets and alleys of the pharmacy, hidden in dozens of alleys.

Among the five people in the mutton soup restaurant, the oldest man in his fifties ate very slowly and finely.

It’s not that I’m fine or used to eating good things, I think this kind of breakfast is very ordinary.

The feeling he gave Hu Mazi was as if he had eaten this bite, and maybe he wouldn't have the feeling of being very cherished like the next bite.

Every time he ate a bite of pancake, he would chew it carefully, so that Hu Mazi felt salivation from his mouth and tongue. He was also very slow when drinking mutton soup, just like the warm mutton soup was strong wine, and he had to slowly drink it along his throat.

He never looked up, but when a bowl of mutton soup was about to come to the bottom, he raised his head, looked at the streets and alleys in the distance, and then raised the bowl of mutton soup, just like a toast while drinking: "I wish you a great harvest in the coming year and everything goes well."

After saying this, he drank all the mutton soup in the bowl in one go.

The other four suddenly became dark and solemn, and raised the bowl at the same time and said, "I hope everything goes well."

The man, who was over fifty years old, put down the empty bowl and looked a little stunning, but he whispered, "I wish I could get less blood when I clean the snow."

The practitioner with a Xinhui County accent stood in the snow.

He grabbed a handful of snow and squeezed it hard.

Then he squatted down, and like when he was a child, he pressed the snowball into the snow and kept rolling forward.

The snowball gradually became bigger and bigger, bigger than the wheel of a carriage.

Then roll a small pile and you can be a snowman.

This practitioner with a Xinhui County accent looked at the big snowball. He did not roll a slightly smaller snowball, but laughed inexplicably.

He smiled like a real madman.

In an attic, an official in casual clothes reached out to catch a flying pigeon, opened the letter tied to the pigeon's feet and glanced at it, and then whispered to the attic behind him, "Here comes out."

...

It was just dawn.

There was snow everywhere, but it looked white.

A young man walked out of the Imperial Pharmacy Bureau with a yellow paper umbrella and walked out of the Imperial Pharmacy Bureau with snow and headed towards the Medicine Medicine Bank several miles away.

Last night, a batch of medicines happened to be delivered, many of which even came from Meishan.

That batch of drugs is said to have been the last produced in the Meishan area.

Some medicines were not cherished in previous years, but as the spiritual waste continued, they could not grow again, but they might become extinct naturally.

When the young man walked to Yinglong Lane, which was about a mile and a half away from the medicine warehouse, he stopped.

He was blocked.

The person who was blocking the alley looking at him coldly was the cultivator from Jiuzhen County.

This cultivator from Jiuzhen County was wearing a long-sleeved cotton robe.

This outfit makes this cultivator from Jiuzhen County awkward, and the feeling of standing in the snow on a snowy day that I have never seen before makes this cultivator from Jiuzhen County feel even more strange.

So even if he stands there and doesn't move, it will be unspeakable.

If you are still standing like this, it is naturally something to do.

So the young man who walked out of the pharmacy raised the edge of the umbrella slightly, looked at him, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I want the Red Qiansui plant in your hands." The cultivator from Jiuzhen County said: "Someone wants to refine medicine, but this one in the entire Jiankang is the only one. After you take it away, it will be gone."

"oh."

The young man from the pharmacy said calmly and shook his head, "But that red Qiansheng is not on me either."

This cultivator from Jiuzhen County did not expect that he would speak like this, and he seemed to be uninhibited. However, he was not a person who likes to talk too much, so he thought for a while and said, "Then you should also understand that I am blocking you here, not just for this spiritual medicine."

"Then I'll take a different path."

The young man simply turned around, as if the other party was blocking the road, so he changed the alley, but just as he turned around, several people had already appeared at the entrance of the alley behind him.

"It seems that I can't leave."
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