There's something wrong with my master.

The house is built.

Now the three of them took a cushion and sat in the room, meditating and practicing.

Hearing the movement of the Holy Son of the Gu Clan, the three of them came back to their senses from their cultivation.

"There were some frictions between the two tribes in the past, fighting over territory."

"From what my great-nephew's grandson said, he should want to unite with the barbarians and move south together."

"But the barbarians seem to be a little unhappy because of what happened in the past."

After Lin Xi finished speaking, he saw that Yun Changsheng and Li Yue were not interested in these things, so he stopped talking.

She tilted her head and looked at the silent Yun Changsheng, and felt that this was not a solution.

"You should find something interesting to do."

"I want to practice."

"…Except for training!"

"it is good."

If someone else had told Yun Changsheng not to practice, Yun Changsheng would have already drawn his sword.

But this person was Lin Xi, so he agreed reluctantly.

The wind finally started to blow at night.

The cold wind was howling and the ice in the lake was frozen even thicker.

For most ordinary people, forget about fishing, but it’s hard to say whether there are any fish in the water in such cold weather.

In the second half of the night, everything was silent.

Many people are reducing their body movements in an attempt to retain the warmth in their bodies.

The Holy Son of the Gu Clan came over at night, probably to see if Lin Xi and the other two were used to staying here and whether they had encountered any difficulties.

Li Yue cast an illusion outside the house and continued to immerse himself in cultivation.

The Holy Son of the Gu Clan looked for a while and then left in a hurry.

He has a lot of things to deal with recently and can't rest.

Early morning.

Finally someone froze to death.

He is an elderly person living alone.

Yun Changsheng had seen the old man doing morning exercises yesterday. He was standing at the end of the team, practicing the Beast Fist in a very serious manner.

He practiced very seriously and tried his best, trying to cultivate his inner strength so as not to hold back the tribe.

But he is really too old.

The body has decayed, the meridians have long been blocked, and the vitality is slipping away bit by bit every day.

Today, he finally couldn't hold on and lost all signs of life.

Yun Changsheng was very familiar with this scene.

He brought Rong Xiaoyu out of the village that year, and later joined a group of refugees.

It was a snowy day, and although the nights were not as cold as they are now among the Gu people, many of them at that time did not have cotton-padded clothes or quilts.

When we set out again in the early morning, there will always be someone who will never wake up again.

No one would care about the corpses, they were already exhausted, and the living ones just had to continue on their way.

Whether the corpse is eventually carried away by wolves, tigers and leopards, or rots in the ground, it makes no difference to the dead.

And at least this old man from the Gu tribe had someone to bury him.

After the person in charge of registration pushed the door open, the items inside were neatly arranged.

The old man probably knew he was going to die.

He sorted out all the still usable things and placed them at the door.

Maybe he could have held on for a while longer, but in the end he didn't want to hold on anymore.

So I chose to leave quietly.

"Morning exercise!"

"Morning exercise!"

The horn sounded.

The old man's death did not bring any changes to the current Gu tribe.

Those who need to practice martial arts should practice martial arts, and those who need to go out to look for supplies should go out to look for supplies.

Yun Changsheng was ordered by Lin Xi not to practice, so he moved a stool and read a book under the sun.

The book records what happened to the Gu tribe in recent years.

After practicing the Supreme Forgetfulness, he is always very quiet.

His temperament is becoming more and more like Lin Xi's original self, cold and aloof, making people feel difficult to approach.

However, as long as the appearance is outstanding enough, no matter how cold the temperament is, there will be people who are obsessed with looks and will unconsciously want to get close to them.

"From the South?"

The voice is that of a girl.

His little face was very pale, he was rubbing his hands, and he was wearing a thick cotton jacket.

She lives next to Yun Changsheng.

All in all, the two have been neighbors for a day.

Yun Changsheng subconsciously looked at Lin Xi, wanting Lin Xi to send the man away.

After looking around, he found that Lin Xi was missing, and his apprentice seemed to have been abducted by Lin Xi as well.

He thought about it and decided not to pay attention.

However, the girl was not ready to let him go. Seeing that he did not speak, she was not angry.

Instead, he continued to ask questions on his own.

"I heard that there are fish in the lake south of you, the grass is green, and there are very tall trees."

"You have four seasons in a year, and many flowers bloom in the spring."

Yun Changsheng was flipping through a book and happened to come across a story about when the cold current from the polar region blew over.

He compared the little girl's age and calculated the time.

It was already this cold here when this girl was born.

There is no spring, summer or autumn, only winter, with whistling cold winds and heavy snow that freezes many people to death every time.

Looking at the extremely curious little girl next to him, Yun Changsheng flipped through the pile of books and took out a book that recorded the scenery of the south.

He handed the book to the little girl next to him and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

"What is this?" the little girl asked curiously.

"In the "Qin Travels", there is a part that records the scenery of the southern Qin State."

He finally spoke and uttered his first words since the little girl came.

Having said that, he ignored it.

Lin Xi once told the story of her time as a general in the Qin State. After the two became Taoist partners, Yun Changsheng was bored one day and wrote down this story.

"I can't read." The little girl held the book, blinked, and spoke in a very righteous tone.

Seeing that Yun Changsheng ignored her, she thought for a moment and ran towards her home.

After coming out, he was holding a bunch of things in his hands.

The little girl picked and chose in the sun and finally picked out a hairpin.

The hairpin is made of copper and is polished very cleanly. It reflects the light in the sun and there is a pearl flower on the top.

She handed over the hairpin.

"I'll give you the hairpin, and you can read this book to me, okay?"

Yun Changsheng heard the words and pretended not to hear them. There was no expression on his face and he still had that look of "keep away from strangers".

However, the little girl's next words made Yun Changsheng a little interested in this hairpin.

"This hairpin is very finely crafted. It will definitely look great on your wife."

Yun Changsheng imagined how Lin Xi would look like wearing the hairpin, and it seemed that it was indeed very beautiful.

And this is also a fun thing between husband and wife.

"Just read the part about the southern scenery." He said in a light tone.

The little girl gestured with the book and asked.

“How much of this book records the scenery of the South?”

"A little more than half."

"This hairpin is very finely crafted. I've never worn it before."

What the little girl meant was that the hairpin was very expensive and new, and she had only read a small half of the content, so she had lost money on this deal.

Yun Changsheng didn't say anything, but looked at the hairpin again.

Over the years, it seems that the only thing Lin Xi had given her was a peach wood hairpin. Lin Xi herself didn't have any jewelry and always just wore a hairband.

Occasionally he would wear Taoist robes, and like Yun Changsheng, he would wear a jade crown on his head.

When it comes to makeup, they have always kept it as simple as possible.

"How much do you want me to read?"

"Help me finish this book."

"make a deal."

I don’t know what Yun Changsheng is thinking.

Maybe he felt that he had nothing to do right now, so earning a hairpin and making Lin Xi happy would be a good thing.

It may also be that I think this hairpin looks really good on Lin Xi's head.

So I agreed to it.

He picked up the book "Journey to Qin" and opened the first page.

"It is said that 60,000 years ago, when the Qin State was founded, auspicious signs descended from heaven..."

"In the tens of thousands of years that followed, other people also established countries in the surrounding areas."

"Several countries are in constant conflict..."

"The scenery, the scenery." the little girl reminded.

"You made me finish my studies."

"Okay, you continue."

The sound of reading continued, and time passed quickly in the sound of reading.

In just a short while, it was already noon.

The little girl's mother came back and waved.

"Xing'er, come and help me chop the wood."

"Oh."

There was some reluctance in her voice, but she nodded obediently and trotted off to help her mother chop wood.

Yun Changsheng picked up a leaf as a bookmark and closed the book.

He stood up from the stool and looked for the book he hadn't finished reading that recorded the major events of the Gu tribe in recent years.