Chapter 79:

This year, the winter was extremely cold. The southern counties have had several heavy snowfalls since the beginning of winter. The weather was much colder than in previous years, making the lives of civilians difficult. There was not enough clothing to withstand the cold, and the coals soon began to appear freezing Dead people.
At first it was just a homeless beggar on the roadside, frozen like a black stone on the roadside, and then some remote villages, poor shanty towns, frail elderly and children... Because this cold wave came suddenly, for a while There were too many dead people. The officials underneath dared not report, forcibly buried the frozen people, and did not allow anyone to leave their place of origin.
Therefore, this disaster was not clear to the king of Yancheng at first. When the news spread out, the ministers hurriedly went to the palace to look for your majesty to discuss, but found that your majesty was not in the palace at all. He was always like this, and he just walked away, and now he exaggerated, he didn't even spread any news.
There is only a small majesty in the palace now, sitting on the chair Sima Jiao usually sits, shaking his legs and looking at them innocently.
Ministers: The country will be subjugated! The country must be subjugated!
They condemned and condemned Your Majesty in their hearts, and then they were heartbroken again, and then they gathered together to discuss how to face this once-in-a-hundred-year snow disaster. Anyway, your Majesty usually doesn't care about these, they can handle it by themselves.
Then the problem came again. After all, not all officials are selfless. Everyone has their own ideas, and they start to wrestle again.
They are arguing, but your majesty and the imperial concubine are in Nanming County thousands of miles away, which is the ‘disaster-affected area’ where they are arguing endlessly.
Two days ago, Liao Tingyan was bored in the palace, and found that King Yancheng had no sign of snow this winter. On the contrary, it was cold in the south, so she suddenly wanted to see the snow. She hadn't seen heavy snow for many years in the realm of Xiu Xian, and she missed it a little, so after discussing it, she took her majesty to fly to Nanming County to enjoy the snow in a flying spirit weapon.
The white snow and leaden sky turned this graceful southern county into a snow ridge. Although it was indeed beautiful, Liao Tingyan raised his eyebrows after only a few glances.
Sometimes the cultivation level is too high, it’s really not good. Her perception ability is so strong that she can see through the heavy snow and see the frozen corpse inside. Some necromantic grievances lingered.
Liao Tingyan lost the mood to appreciate the snow. The change in her expression caught Sima Jiao’s attention. The two stood on a tower in Nanming County. Sima Jiao was covered with a black fox fur. His warm palm touched Liao Tingyan’s face and wiped it off. A piece of snow fell on her cheek.
"Why, this snow doesn't look good?"
"A lot of people died here." Liao Tingyan held his three fingers in a sense of aura.
Sima Jiao had no expression, "In that case, go to a place where there are no dead people to watch the snow."
Liao Tingyan: "..." I forgot, this ancestor was a man who brought blood and blood in the world of cultivating immortals. He didn't care about it.
Liao Tingyan said again: "I feel uncomfortable seeing so many people die here."
Sima Jiao frowned, "Then deal with it."
Liao Tingyan thought for a moment, looked up at the sky, there was something flickering in the sky. She suddenly waved her hand, and the majestic spiritual energy rushed into the sky, shaking away the cold snow clouds. The sky suddenly became brighter, and a trace of the sun finally appeared in the place that had been gloomy for a month.
When she heard the faint thunder, she didn't take it seriously, but glanced at Sima Jiao. After she got the spirit fire, whenever she did something, she could always hear thunder, but after she got the spirit fire, she was not afraid of thunder.
It was as if Sima Jiao gave her not only spiritual fire, but also a certain part of his characteristics, which made her less afraid of this world.
"It's not just Nanming County, but the cold current goes all the way to the south. I'm shaking up once now, and I'll gather again after a while." Liao Tingyan decided to find the magic generals to work. After all, working alone is too tiring, and saving the world requires manpower.
She and Sima Jiao lived in a manor in Congjingshan, a suburb of Nanming County. The mountains and forests here were also covered by snow. The thick snow that had not yet melted was shining in the sun, and the world was clear. This view made Liao stop Yan. It feels a little better.
The demon generals who had been stationed in the royal capital of Yancheng rushed to them and received their mission-Qingxue Disaster Relief, with a confused face.
Magic repair: "We...we are magic repairs."
The demon general was in danger with a grim face: "Grandpa, I also remember that we are a demon repair, but the demon master can't remember it! Why don't you remind her?!"
Mo Xiu rolled his eyes: "Are we really going to save these mortals? After so many people have died, the demon master must have ordered casually, it is worse than us—"
The demon general Wei E instantly showed his loyal and patriotic eyebrows and big eyes, and raised his hand: "Come here, this man defies the demon lord's order and tie him to the demon lord!"
Magic repair: "!!!"
The magic repair who tried to secretly confuse the corpse with the yang and the Yin was burned to death×1
The demon generals led the honest demon cultivators to the severely affected counties to dispel the cold current and stop the snow artificially. This matter is actually not difficult, but it is a bit trivial. After the demon generals who report back after their work are approved by the demon master, they relax and leave.
Demon General Wei'e was the fastest one. He had seen Sima Jiao in the corridor when the Demon Lord was about to leave. During the time when the former Demon Lord ruled the Demon Realm, everyone felt frightened when seeing the flames, and the same was true for Wei E. He had never seen such a powerful and cruel Demon Lord, and almost scared him out of his guts several times, even if he is now a man. For mortals, Wei E also subconsciously felt fear.
He couldn't help holding his breath, standing aside, waiting for the ancestor to leave. Anyway, he can't see me now, the Demon General Wei'e comforted himself so in his heart.
"Dangerous."
The demon commander froze, and for a moment the hair on his back stood straight on the eyes of his boss Sima Jiao. He saw me! See me!
When Sima Jiao left, he suddenly returned to his senses, remembering what he said just now-"Bring the snow to this place in Congjingshan."
After only saying this, he walked over.
Wei E suddenly clapped his hands suddenly, hey! The former demon master, he, he actually remembered my name! Suddenly I feel so honored and proud!
But what does it mean to "bring snow to Congjingshan"? Congjingshan is the top of this mountain. His old man wants to make this mountain snow heavily? The current demon master wants to make snow stop, the former demon master wants to make it snow...Well, does he know too much? Is something wrong?
After hearing this, one of his subordinates shook his head, "General, do you remember when the former Demon Lord was in the Demon Realm? He gave what the Taoist priest wanted, even if he didn't, as long as he likes it, he will find it for her. You see this Isn't this method very familiar now? In my opinion, it is our current demon lord who wants to see snow, or the former demon lord wants to watch snow with fellow fellows!"
Wei E: "Tsk Tsk, Dao Lu is too troublesome!"
A little complained, and then obediently did it, drove the cold current and snow clouds to this deserted mountain forest, and gave artificial snow to the two masters in the villa.
Liao Tingyan was seeing Rhododendron snails, and Rhododendron snails occasionally came to see her from Moyu and brought a lot of special products from Qinggutian to improve Liao Tingyan's life.
As soon as the red snail came, she saw her turning the magic commanders around. She didn't understand, "What are you doing, what are you doing when you are idle?" After all, she is still a native-born demon cultivator, and she doesn't understand Liao. The practice of stopping wild geese.
Liao Tingyan didn't say much, only said: "Maybe because I am a mortal after all."
Hongluo rolled his eyes: "You cultivation base, tell me you are a mortal?"
But no matter how high the cultivation base is, if the heart is a mortal, then it is indeed a mortal. This may be the reason why she can watch the fights between the Demon Realm and the Comprehension Realm, all kinds of dead people, but can't stand the snow disaster dead in the mortal country.
Can accept the sacrifices in the ups and downs of life, but can't see the disasters in ordinary life. This is probably the psychology of all ordinary mortals.
Red Conch is also unwilling to talk to her about such trivial matters, "Forget it, this trivial matter, just do it if you want. Anyway, it's just ordinary people."
It was at this time that Liao Tingyan discovered that it was snowing outside. She was taken aback for a moment, and then closed her eyes for a moment. Divine Consciousness discovered that snow only existed in this mountain forest and existed before her eyes.
The snow on the pine forest in Houshan hasn't finished yet. After this heavy snowfall, it may be possible to maintain a pure white world for a long time.
Liao Tingyan opened the window wide, letting the snow drifting in, taking away the warm breath in the house. She came here to see the snow, and only one person knew this.
Hongluo was talking to her about Sima Jiao, "You have been with him for more than half a year. How much has he remembered, did he think of you? How are you now?" As Liao Tingyan's closest friend, she is always worried about herself Of friends have relationship problems.
She spoke for a long time and found that Liao Tingyan hadn't answered. She looked at the snow outside the window with a smile on her face.
Forget it, don't ask.
As soon as she moved her ears, she suddenly said quickly: "I'm finished, let's go first, and see you next time." After speaking, she jumped out of the window and disappeared instantly.
As soon as the red snails left, Sima Jiao walked in. He naturally sat behind Liao Tingyan and hugged her to watch the snow outside the window. Liao Tingyan habitually leaned against his arms and moved his fingers slightly. The heater in the house began to emit heat, and the air around them became warm like spring.
When it is snowing, the world is always quiet. For a moment, Liao Tingyan wanted to ask Sima Jiao, how much he remembered. He let this snow appear, it means that he really remembered a lot.
However, Liao Tingyan did not ask, she just felt very relieved.
She knew early on that Sima Jiao would remember it sooner or later. After all, he was not reincarnated, but entrusted him to live.
If reincarnation involves disassembling the parts of a computer and reinstalling them separately on other computers, then the reincarnation is just a computer reinstalling the system or backing up the data. Even if the pregnant woman who gave birth to him did not take the Pill of Resurrection, his memory will be recovered slowly, but Liao Tingyan did not know how long this process would take.
If she really wants to say it, it might be more difficult for her to find her own memory. Because Sima Jiao, as long as he got older, he would naturally think of it, and every time she needed the pain of the soul to remember the memory that was washed away.
Liao Tingyan has been "going with the flow" all her life. She squeezed Sima Jiao's hand, feeling the weak spiritual power surge in his body, and slowly closed her eyes sleepily.
let it go. Everything in the world becomes more complicated as you think about it.
The heavy snow in several counties in the south has stopped, and the only thing that hasn't stopped is a piece of Congjingshan that no one has set foot on.
Sima Jiao and Liao Tingyan went to the back mountain pine forest for a stroll. A red umbrella was covered with snow and turned white. There was a path in the forest leading to a wild pavilion on the mountain. The two of them had nothing to do anyway, so they simply climbed up the steps. , Taxuexunting. Liao Tingyan rarely stays in one place when she is willing to climb mountains by herself.
The so-called lack of hibernation in summer and rest in spring is the living habits of all social animals. Even if Liao Tingyan has not been a social animal for many years, he still has not changed.
The two were walking on the mountain trail. Sima Jiao walked a little ahead. There was no umbrella on his head and snow fell on his shoulders. Liao Tingyan was a step behind. She held an umbrella and covered the snow. So walking in tandem. Liao Tingyan turned the umbrella, and there was snow falling on Sima Jiao's fox fur, and it fell off with a light shake.
He turned his head and raised his eyebrows, and continued to walk unhurriedly, not paying attention to her harassment.
The wild pavilion on the mountain was desolate and desolate, almost broken and almost buried by snow. The two of them turned around and paced under a dead tree beside the pavilion. Sima Jiao stretched out his hand and shook it, and the snow on the dead branches instantly fell on Liao Tingyan's head, and she just took away the umbrella used to act as a force.
Liao Tingyan: "..."
Before she fought back, Sima Jiao broke down the dead branch that had shaken off the snow. His finger clicked on the dead branch, and the dead branch quickly grew buds, and several pink mountain peach flowers bloomed in the blink of an eye.
This is a rejuvenation technique, a very common technique.
Liao Tingyan was silent for a moment, and took the peach blossom that showed pink in the snow.
Sima Jiao took her hand and went back.
"I know what you are afraid of, but I said before that you don't have to be afraid of anything as long as I am here."
Liao Tingyan shook the peach blossom that was out of season and thought: What is there to be afraid of? In this world, isn't you the only thing I'm afraid of.
But her Majesty is like this flower, it will bloom as soon as she wants to, and she can't help it.