"Has anyone come to the Miao Snow Mountain recently?" The moonlight reflected from the snow shone on the young man lying in front of the window, revealing his beautiful but slightly childish face. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find the loneliness covered by that face. As if he didn't expect anyone to answer, he left the window and climbed onto the bed.
"Well, it's nothing serious." Jiawen just answered briefly and walked out of the room.
The little man on the bed was stunned for a moment, then got into the quilt, thinking: Doesn't it matter? So why is it so sad here. He touched his left chest with his hand and closed his eyes.
Early the next morning, I heard a crow and saw a crow flying out of the house. Different from the others, this crow had a red feather on its neck.
After Jiawen saw it, he did not follow him as usual. Instead, he turned to the back of the house and walked towards a rock in the distance. In fact, under the rock was a cellar that had not been used for a long time. After Jiawen's careful treatment, it has become the temporary residence of Miao Yueyan and Lin Wan. Although it is not as elegant and luxurious as the one in Shangzhuang, it is still a practical and not flashy residence.
"I'm telling you, master, the master has already gone out. There are still nine times left and the thousand times are over. According to the Taoist priest's records, when he was two years and two months old, he went out and flew all day long and didn't come back until the evening. After that, the master would only need to personally open up the Renxu Six Meridians for the master, and the master would no longer be a human crow. But by then..." Jiawen knelt down on one leg and did not say any more.