Based on his clothes and the inconspicuous stick on his back, Niantong inferred that this person was a disciple of the Beggars' Sect.

Nian Tong was slightly stunned. I wonder what such a person would do in Ziqing Pavilion in Huashan.

"You are Ziqing? It's not as ugly as the legend." The man turned around and blinked with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Your Excellency has admitted your mistake." Niantong waved his hand quickly, "I am a disciple of Huashan, and I will solve Ziqing's affairs at the order of my master."

The man was a little embarrassed and noticed the Taoist robe on her body: "Oh, it turns out to be a little Taoist nun. I've been so idle lately that I've seen this strange thing and want to come and have fun." After saying that, I felt a little cold, wrapped my clothes and cursed angrily, "What the hell is this weather? Fortunately, I'm wearing a cotton jacket, otherwise I'd be freezing to death. Hello, Taoist nun, is the weather in Huashan so cold?"

Niantong didn't like people who talk a lot, but she really thought he was interesting and looked good. If she dressed up carefully, she should be a handsome young man.

"The sky is so cold in Huashan. Today, it has snowed freshly. There is a gust of wind near Ziqing Pavilion, so it is particularly cold. Your Excellency..."

"Don't call me any more. I'm a rough man. I can't listen to you, just call me Tang Xi." Tang Xi took out a pot of wine from his waist and hurriedly brought it into his mouth. Then he felt a little warmer.

Niantong nodded only, not really calling him a name, but also calling him a full name. He was a strange man, and he was always a bit rude.

"Little Taoist nun, what did your master send you here for?"

"Master... I have her reasons too. I don't know." Niantong's voice was a little lonely, but after a while, she smiled again and shrugged, "Let's go, I'll take you to see."

Tang Xi could not refuse. She was a disciple of Huashan, and she was more familiar with this place than herself, so she followed her. The little Taoist nun was short, but her hair was quite long, and she drooped straight to her waist. She had two maid-like hair rings on it, and a butterfly tassel on the back of her head. The wind blew her hair and tassels were entangled with it. He looked very interesting.

After a while, Niantong turned to him and said, "It's here."

"Nothing..." He looked around and pondered, "For many years, there must be many people looking for the truth of the matter. However, some people are not familiar with the terrain, some are not qualified enough, and some are not lucky."

Niantong nodded: "I have also heard that someone has come here. Later, his body was buried in the snow. After waiting for a few years, the snow melted before seeing his bones... I heard that the man has extraordinary qualifications."

Tang Xi sneered: "My ability...but I don't know if I can compete with the demon."

Niantong Ben only felt that he had some strength, but he didn't expect that he was so arrogant. He felt that he must be very capable. He also thought of his three-legged cat skills, and he felt ashamed for a moment and did not dare to say anything more. He just walked around.

"Why, most people return without success, but that person was killed?" Tang Xi suddenly asked, causing Niantong to tremble.

The bamboo forest was shaken even more violently by the wind. Tang Xi looked up at the sky and said to the woman who was studying the pavilion carefully: "Little Taoist nun, we have to stay here tonight."

"Why?" Nian Tong was stunned for a moment and looked back at Tang Xi.

"The wind and snow are too strong, and you and I can't go down the mountain. When the wind and snow stop tomorrow, you and I will spy Qingting again." Tang Xi took out the dry food in his arms, bit it bitelessly, and looked at Niantong, who was at a loss, and gave it to her half with heartache, "You said you are a Taoist nun, but you actually want to eat with me, hey..."

"I didn't ask you, it was you..." Nian Tong sat down, and suddenly got caught in the throat by food while speaking, and his face was red with cough. Tang Xi threw a wine gourd: "Drink some wine, let's be calm and warm your body, otherwise you can't stand this ghost weather."

Niantong turned red and poured the wine gourd far away from her mouth. Her abdomen became spicy and hot soon.

"Hey, little Taoist nun, I said, what are your name?" Tang Xi squatted down and asked her with a wicked smile.

"Niantong."

"Oh..." He nodded meaningfully and sat beside her, "You and I are considered sympathetic today. If I had known this, I would not have come to this muddy water. But if I were not here, you would have died and this will be the next time. Thank you very much."

"Then I'll treat you to dinner another day?" Niantong couldn't say why. Faced with his teasing, she unexpectedly did not feel disgusted.

"This relationship is great!"

...

The two of them said in a messy manner, hiding in the ruined house. Although Leng is cold, she can still hold on to the martial arts body.

As the night came, the temperature was getting lower, and sounds like ghosts and howlings came from outside the door. Niantong was a little scared and buried her head in her knees. Suddenly, the sound of the silhouette sounded in her ears. Niantong turned her head and looked at her. Tang Xi closed her eyes, holding a silhouette in her hand, and was playing. She felt relieved for no reason, and she fell asleep in a drowsy state.
Chapter completed!