As a daughter, I travel in the world of Gulong

Chapter 58 058: Cold
Gu Changsheng looked at Jiang Yuyan's little thoughts and didn't expose them.

Sometimes Gu Changsheng found it funny to see Jiang Yuyan pretending to be careless and wiping her lips while feeding her, or wiping some oil while tidying up her clothes, and peeking at the side of her face when she was in a daze, showing indifference on the surface but secretly happy in private.

It's getting colder.

A light snowfall fell at the end of October, signaling that winter has officially arrived.

Counting the time, it has been nearly a year since I came to Haiyan.

"Why are you so happy?"

Jiang Yuyan broke open a chestnut kernel, ate half of it and stuffed the other half into Gu Changsheng's mouth. She twirled her fingers to savor the soft and waxy feeling, and looked up to see the smile in Gu Changsheng's bright eyes.

"The way Lin Zi cleans the table is funny." Gu Changsheng looked away calmly.

"Have it?"

Jiang Yuyan looked at it strangely for a moment, and didn't see what was so funny about Lin Zi wiping the table. She just covered it with a rag, then pressed it hard with both hands and wiped it across the table, wiping away the oil stains and some wine that dripped when the guests were picking up the dishes. .

Weird laugh line.

Lin Zi, on the other hand, noticed that the two shopkeepers were looking at him, and he didn't know why. He felt uncomfortable and worked harder.

God knows how he could be stared at by two shopkeepers while cleaning the table.

Gu Changsheng let poor Lin Zi go, glanced sideways at Jiang Yuyan, stretched out his hand and said, "How can you eat like a kitten?"

The soft green fingers wiped the corner of Jiang Yuyan's mouth, wiping away the bit of residue. Jiang Yuyan was startled for a moment, pursed her lips and turned her face to look in another direction as if nothing had happened.

"Ah, it's snowing again!" Suddenly she shouted.

Gu Changsheng looked at the street outside the inn. Snowflakes as big as goose feathers slowly fell from the sky, different from the fine snowflakes last time.

The streets are much quieter on snowy days, in stark contrast to the noisy and impetuous nature of summer, with only snowflakes falling quietly to the ground.

The business of the inn has also become much deserted.

After the winter comes, the number of merchants going there begins to decrease, and many people in the world will take advantage of the arrival of winter to get things done. If it is delayed until after the heavy snowfall, according to the current travel conditions, we can basically only wait until the beginning of the next spring before we can travel far.

Masters are naturally not included in this list, but even though there are many masters, they are not that much when compared to the entire world.

A small stove rose in the center of the inn, adding a lot of warmth to the front room. Occasionally, a guest who came in could warm his hands and recover.

In a rare moment of silence, Gu Changsheng sat behind the counter with his eyes half-closed, as if he was dozing off, holding a bottle of wine that the waiter had warmed.

Jiang Yuyan did not interrupt, but stood in front of the inn, looking at the dark sky and the scattered snowflakes, not knowing what she was thinking.

The waiter delivered charcoal to the courtyard of a nearby residence as ordered. Yan Nantian didn't care about the weather, but Wan Chunliu, the little old man, couldn't stand it.

Wan Chunliu was wrapped in fur and a hat, with his hands in his sleeves. The cold breath from his mouth made his beard frosty. He sat under the eaves, looking at the heavy snow and Yan Nantian wearing a short coat in the courtyard. Practice swordsmanship.

"What a terrible weather...it's better to go back to the Valley of the Wicked."

Wan Chunliu murmured, mainly because there were often 'experimental products' in the Valley of the Evil, allowing him to try out the new medicines he had researched. After coming out, apart from giving Yan Nantian some medicine to speed up recovery, he spent the rest of the time every day. There is nothing to do.

"After you recover, you want to teach the skills to the shopkeeper, right?" Wan Chunliu asked Yan Nantian in the courtyard as if he was remembering something.

Yan Nantian calmed down and let out a sigh. He didn't care about the snowflakes falling on his body. He put down his sword and said, "That's it."

Wan Chunliu murmured: "Then I have to stay here for another year and a half." Yan Nantian said: "She can't bear it because of my profound skills. Five or six achievements are enough."

Wan Chunliu felt a little better after hearing this, and said, "Can't we go out and finish the work before giving it to her?"

Yan Nantian shook his head and said: "We have a lot to do before we leave. I don't know how long it will take. Not to mention that we have to face Yihua Palace. In the past ten years, I don't know if Yaoyue has achieved a breakthrough to Mingyu Gong. If we and She was injured in an attack, and it took another year and a half to recover. The delay was too long, what's the difference between breaking the contract?"

Wan Chunliu thought for a moment and said, "That's right."

Yan Nantian looked at the snowy scene in front of him and suddenly said: "The skills of the two shopkeepers are not bad. Even if they are traveling in the world now, they can still protect themselves without encountering a top master. When I teach her the magical power of wedding dress, I am afraid that not only the younger generation will have few opponents." "

Wan Chunliu said: "Are you afraid that they will do evil?"

Yan Nantian smiled and said, "That's not a worry..." He sighed. The only people who could refuse the Divine Sword Art were two women. There was no need to say that they had any evil intentions.

Looking at Wan Chunliu, Yan Nantian didn't say anything, but went to the nearby well to get a bucket of water. He showered himself with cold water on a freezing snowy day, which would help stimulate his body to recover faster.

Wanchun Liuguang felt cold just looking at it. He muttered something and turned back to the house. With the coldness all over him, he lit a fire. He took out half a piece of leftover lunch cake from his arms and simmered it beside the fire. He thought about it for a while. , and went to get a bottle of wine from Yan Nantian's bed.

It's time to take a break in such cold weather.

Gu Changsheng thought so too. As soon as it was dark, he handed over the inn to a few waiters. He and Jiang Yuyan went back to the backyard to practice their sword skills. They fought against each other to verify their new ideas, and then went back to the house to rest.

She lit the oil lamp and looked at the swordsmanship experience left by Lu Zhongyuan for a while. She still didn't know why Lu Zhongyuan left it as a gift. In short, it couldn't be because he was "killing himself" and "taking him away to plead guilty". The change between the two was given under shame.

On the other side, Wan Chunliu still had the portraits of the people in the Valley of the Evil that he had originally painted, and he had not seen anyone with similar appearance leave Haiyan in the past few months.

Under the dim oil lamp, Gu Changsheng held the paper and thought about deductions.

Jiang Yuyan was leaning on the bed, her hair that was usually tied together was spread out, her feet were placed together, and the quilt was covered to her waist. She was playing with her hair and tilted her head to look at Gu Changsheng's profile sitting at the table. .

The candlelight flickered, making the man's shadow move in a trance.

She leaned against the bed and looked at Gu Changsheng's profile covered by his hair, her eyes gradually becoming confused.

Is this right or wrong?

She is not sure.

It’s just… I’m very used to it, and I’m very happy.

He is also very careful to hide his thoughts.

When Gu Changsheng occasionally went out to do errands, she would always wake up once or twice in the middle of the night when she was alone in the house.

When she dreamed back at midnight, what she most remembered was the day when the two of them cuddled together in the cave when they committed the first murder.The rain was pouring, the wind was blowing, and there were two corpses lying across the entrance of the cave. The two people seemed to be abandoned by the world, like wild dogs on the roadside. The bonfire had no warmth, so they could only stick together to keep warm.

Gu Changsheng raised his hand to pick out the wick of the oil lamp. Jiang Yuyan looked away, lowered her head and twirled the ends of her hair. After a while, she couldn't help but look over.

"Miss, the quilt has been warmed for you." Jiang Yuyan patted the bed in a soft voice.

"I'll sleep later." Gu Changsheng said.

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)