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"Pile up an old monk and play his forehead; pile up another young monk and play his forehead; finally pile up a Fanyin Temple and eat my Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

He Zhizhou dressed thickly and wrapped himself into a white puffy ball. While squatting in the snow to make a snowman, he grinned and muttered viciously.

Lin Xun looked at the deformed elliptical snowballs between him and the first two groups, carefully comforted: "Senior Brother He, don't be sad. Although we have had a hard time in those few days, we have indeed tempered our character. If we lose, we must gain."

He Zhizhou grumbled coldly.

After participating in the Dharma Conference, although he lost the joy of being a salted fish and vegetable dog, he received real pain at the price of it. If there is a loss, there must be a gain.

Ning Ning was happily piled up snowmen not far from them. He looked up, and then said to Pei Ji with a chuckle: "Fortunately, we didn't go to the small class, otherwise it would be terrible."

Today is the second day after the conclusion of the Dharma Conference.

The group of them returned to Xuanxu yesterday. After a full day's rest and recuperation, Ningning has recovered most of her energy, but the other people's states are not so satisfactory.

The plan of manipulating the small class roster was declared bankrupt. He Zhizhou and Lin Xun were deceived by the evil headline party and shivered in the cold wind to recite Buddhist scriptures for several days, but in the end they were unable to subdue the temptation.

Zheng Weiqi was forced to study the classic short stories of Buddhism hard. For a long time, as long as she talked to others, she would be able to pop out more than three Buddhist philosophies from her mouth.

They are all poor people, it's so miserable.

She silently expressed sympathy in her heart, and immediately lowered her head to look at the snowman in front of her, and poked Pei Ji's shoulder: "Are your hands cold?"

Today's snow is exceptionally heavy, and it happens that Zheng Weiqi and others need to vent their depressed emotions. They hit it off and came to build a snowman on Mochizuki Peak.

Ningning was very interested in this matter, but she was born in the south, and she hadn't even seen snow a few times. He was even more strange to **** and making snowmen.

She tried to gather the snow into a ball like in the TV series, but she didn't press it tightly every time. As soon as she picked up the snow ball, the ball shattered uncontrollably and turned into white debris.

So the heavy task of being a snowman fell on Pei Ji.

His hands are large and slender, and they are unexpectedly flexible. His white jade-like fingers squeeze the snow ball into various shapes, and when he exerts a little force, the joints will appear beautiful white.

Ningning looked surprised and listened to him in a low voice: "It's not cold."

Because she has been sending spiritual power to Pei Ji's body to make him warmer.

Ningning pursed her lips and smiled, and took a step closer to him without a trace: "Where did you learn to make a snowman? It doesn't look like the first time this technique is used."

She thought that according to Pei Ji's character, she would stay away from this kind of naive pastime.

Pei Ji "hmm" said: "When I was a child, I used to play with piles-what shape of my head, is this all right?"

So the little girl beside her stretched out her hand enthusiastically, squeezing the snow ball held by him, and the topic of "snowmen" was naturally left behind by her.

"Snowman."

Pei Ji carried the sword with him, so he could hear Chengying's voice. The uncle stopped half of his voice, and it took a while before he sighed: "How cute was Pei Xiaojing back then, unlike now, he will only face Ning Ning cute, makes me so sad, so sad."

In fact, snowing is not a beautiful thing for Pei Ji.

When living with his mother, even in the coldest of winter, he never got warm clothes, and often only curled up in a corner in a corner to retain the scarce heat.

Sometimes the mother was so anxious that she would even take him out of the small underground room and put Pei Ji in the snowy night where the water was dripping into ice. Xuehua fell one by one, like a thick quilt on the ground, but when he fell in the snow, all he felt was bitter cold.

In the middle of the night, the heavy snow and twilight fell heavily together. There was the darkness he was afraid of in all directions. When Pei Ji was frozen into a trance, only Chengying would speak with him.

Then he started to build a snowman.

The other children didn't want to take him to play, Pei Ji looked from a distance and learned some skills.

At that time, his hands were full of red and swollen frostbite. Whenever he touched snowflakes, he would be stinged by the cold. Fortunately, Pei Ji had long been accustomed to the pain. Watching the white snowballs gradually add to his head and facial features, he always felt There will be strange feelings.

——It stands quietly on the spot, as if it is a person who can't speak or move.

The world is so vast, only it is willing to accompany him.

"... Pei Ji?"

The clear girly voice pulled him back to reality, Pei Ji looked down, and just hit Ning Ning's smiling eyes.

Her emotions have always been unconcealed. When she is happy, she will subconsciously grin, and while looking at him, she stretches out her hand, revealing a few beans and a few branches in the white palm of her hand: "These can be used as eyes and arms. ,what do you think?"

The gloom of the past disappeared suddenly at that moment.

Pei Ji smiled silently, took a step back and motioned her to come forward: "You come."

The first time I made a little snowman with Pei Ji, Ningning only felt that she had a heavy responsibility and was very serious. Not only did she carefully put the beans and wooden sticks, after thinking about it, she also took it from the storage bag. A small cloak was draped over it.

As soon as she stopped her movement, she heard a familiar voice that was overjoyed behind her: "Wow-Ning Ning and Pei Ji, the snowmen, are piled up to the master level!"

Tian Xianzi and Meng Jue didn't know when they came here to join in the fun, the white clothes were all covered with snow, like two walking snowballs.

The former looked enthusiastically, and his mouth did not stop: "Weiqi's piggy is also good, with round eyes, round nose and round ears, so cute."

"Master."

Senior Sister Zheng stared at him faintly: "This is you."

Tian Xianzi's smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and Meng Jue habitually made relief: "This master is actually pretty, but a little ugly."

...This is a relief from a hammer!

Tian Xianzi swallowed his old tears, and when he walked in front of He Zhizhou and Lin Xun, he finally learned not to be a beast, and gave the first opportunity to speak to his beloved disciple: "Meng Jue, do you think this... ...How about the doll?"

He really couldn't see what it was, and after thinking about it for a long time, he could only refer to it as "doll".

The two snowmen piled up can be described as blurry faces, deformed hands and feet, and their entire bodies twisted like mud. The mouths of Piansheng were also painted with red paint, and they were placed on the ground, as if they had entered a horror film set by mistake.

Meng Jue nodded: "The ugliness has a touch of perverted beauty, and the indescribable sexiness is hidden in the wretchedness. It is rare to see such a dynamic snowman, as if he could laugh out loud at any time and crawl on the ground. Climb away."

"and so on."

This stinky boy said it all at once, and Tian Xianzi vaguely noticed something wrong: "This thing, shouldn't it, it's me?"

Lin Xun blushed and lowered his head apologetically.

Tian Xianzi stared at his beloved Meng Jue angrily.

He felt that this person was deliberate! The evildoers, these evildoers!

"Master is here today. Why don't you show us a sword technique."

Zheng Weiqi patted both hands, and she suddenly became interested: "You don't know, the master is not only excellent in swordsmanship, but also very good at snow sculpture!"

Tian Xianzi laughed pretentiously: "In fact, I can't call it'very handy'. I understand a little, just a little."

He said that he had turned his natal sword, and coughed with a serious face: "Today is in a good mood, so let you see it."

Even if it's a sword repairer who is arrogant on weekdays, once the long sword is out of its sheath, it will be a completely different aura.

Tianxianzi's sword power is clear, and the surging spiritual power brings about the roaring gusts of wind, and the heavy snow is surging in the sky, forming a dragon in the sky.

Suddenly, the long dragon was startled, and moved forward at a fast speed, with white light flying everywhere.

Dao Dao Jian Qi is like light and shadow, but after a short while, he will cut the piled snow ball into lifelike edges and corners. In the originally empty world, suddenly there are a few immobile rabbits, cats and birds.

The sword light was invisible and without a trace, like a flying arrow passing by Pei Ji's ear, and without warning, a sword gas suddenly stopped and whirled over his head.

A ball of snow fell from the treetops, which happened to hit Ning Ning's head.

The little girl said "Ouch".

This subconscious voice was soft and thin, and his heart moved with it.

Pei Ji chuckled and whispered: "Don't move."

Ningning did not move very obediently. Because she lowered her head slightly, Pei Ji only needs to lower her eyes to see the snowflakes on top of her head.

The snow ball was not big, and when it fell on top of her head, it broke apart and turned into a small ball torn apart. He stretched out his hand and brushed them down one by one, and heard Ningning whisper: "It's so ice."

She was always paying attention to Pei Ji's actions, so she could clearly notice that the action on the opponent's hand suddenly stopped.

He hesitated: "There is a note in this snowball..."

"Notes?"

Ning Ning raised his head, causing the snow chips to fall down: "What's written on it?"

"It writes—"

Pei Ji lowered his eyebrows, glanced across the small characters on the note, and the words he was about to export were all blocked in his throat.

The piece of paper hidden in the snow group, written in black and white, carefully written stroke by stroke: [Happy birthday to Pei Ji].

Snow fluttering all around suddenly became quiet.

The original clear mind became blank, and in the entire world, there was only the sound of his heart beating.

Pei Ji looked up blankly and saw Ning Ning's bright eyes.

The sun fell on her long eyelashes, like shattered floating light glimpses, in those dark pupils, smiles almost overflowed.

"Pei Ji."

She raised the corners of her lips, and a small pear vortex appeared on her cheek: "Remember what day is today?"

No one has ever celebrated his birthday.

Pei Ji was almost at a loss.

"My God, finally don't have to pretend! Come and see the present I prepared for you!"

He Zhizhou burst into a shocking laugh, stretched out his right hand relentlessly, and broke a big hole in the belly of the snowman he had piled up.

Inside the entrance of the cave, there was a deep black long box prepared by him and Lin Xun.

Zheng Weiqi cut the snowman in half with a sword, and a rather delicate small box was hidden inside.

The corners of Tian Xianzi's mouth twitched wildly, and her heart ached looking at her two dead bodies for no reason.

"I still think that the way I think is the best."

Zheng Weiqi snorted: "Imagine that when Junior Brother Pei gets up in the morning and goes out, he can see each of us holding gifts-how shocking."

"Junior Brother Lin's strategy is also pretty good!"

He Zhizhou patted the shoulders of Xiaobailong: "With a snowdrift, the romance is dead."

"You don't understand, this is the sentiment of our Jian Xiu."

Tian Xianzi said: "This blessing should be conveyed with sword aura—come here, beloved disciple, take a look at the gift prepared for you by the teacher. The Yunshen Flower that has been formed for thousands of years is absolutely great for cultivation. benefit."

"And me, me and me!"

He Zhizhou grinned silly: "Me and Junior Brother Lin Xun don't have much money, so I bought a piece of ice silkworm clothes with Lingshi. You must wear it well."

The first three were all paupers who were crazy about swords. They emptied their private money and finally made up a few gifts.

Meng Jue smiled gently, fully demonstrating the basic qualities of a rich man: "Junior Brother Pei, I heard that you have got the Shadow Sword. I have reported to the Forging Sword Hall. If you go to forge the sword this year, the spirit stones are counted on my head. ."

Zheng Weiqi said twice: "Little Junior Brother, the only one, you know."

"What exclusive orphan?"

Tian Xianzi said righteously: "Zheng Weiqi, as a senior sister, you absolutely can't spoil your younger brother! Today's situation is special. If I see this kind of thing again in the future, it will all be confiscated!"

Meng Jue nodded: "Master has no Taoist companions so far, it is indeed time to be taken away."

Zheng Weiqi thoughtfully: "Master, did you see that Xue Xiao was gouged out by Zhenxiao Jianzun?"

"what!"

Tian Xianzi exclaimed in surprise, and reflexively responded, "Isn't it Jiang Si, the lord of Jialan Young City, who wants her hard work!"

Ah oh, exposed.

This is the plot in "Cultivation Fengyuelu". Zheng Weiqi secretly read through it when she was in class at the Academy, and he confiscated one copy.

In the end, of course, Tian Xianzi kept reading it day and night.

——This girl just wanted to play with him! The evildoers, these evildoers!

On their side, you are arguing and quarreling with each other, and the blizzard that was raised by Tian Xianzi has no idea when it will calm down.

The sound in her ears was particularly vague, and Pei Ji stood there blankly, not knowing what to say.

thank? Receiving gifts? Or use a more precious gift as a rebate?

For this kind of inexperienced thing, he has no idea about the next step.

"Pei Xiaoji."

Chengying on her waist whispered, "Are you okay?"

If it is not worried, it is naturally false.

The two words "birthday" are tantamount to a vicious curse to Pei Ji.

Cheng Ying grew up with him, and saw the woman in madness and anger with his own eyes. On the day of Pei Ji's birthday, her madness suddenly increased, and her anger reached its peak.

In addition to beating and scolding, those disgusting and humiliating words are unwilling to think about it.

For this reason, Pei Ji would be depressed a lot at this time in the past.

Similarly, because of that woman, he stubbornly believed for a long time that his birth was a tiresome and irreparable mistake.

At this moment, it was worried, but fortunately, this worry seemed redundant.

In the quiet heavy snow, Ningning reached out without saying a word, gently grasped his sleeves, and shook it comfortingly.

Her touch is like a key, pulling Pei Ji out of the chaotic memory, and finally returning to reality.

His expression was still very pale, like every cold corner in the deep winter, but under the long sleeves, Pei Ji held her backhand and hooked her fingers with her fingertips.

With an irresistible force.

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As a master, Tian Xianzi was finally generous today, claiming to take everyone to the best restaurant down the mountain to eat and drink at night to celebrate the birthday of the little apprentice.

At this moment, there was still some time before the evening. Everyone went back to the courtyard to rest. Ning Ning helped Pei Ji hold two gift boxes and came to his house.

She was in a good mood, humming a little song along the way, and raised her eyebrows on the box behind her desk: "Ji Ji, don't you want to know what gift I have prepared?"

When the voice fell, Ning Ning didn't get the answer she deserved. The moment she turned to face him, she fell into a cold hug.

Pei Ji's body is cold, almost eagerly demanding the heat from her whole body, her palms are as cold as iron, and she secretly exerts force on her back.

His voice was dumb: "You told them?"

In the clear aroma of wood plants, Ningning could feel the ups and downs of his chest as he breathed.

She likes this breath, rubbing her face against Pei Ji's chest: "Well. You don't like it?"

He responded with difficulty: "...I like it."

How could I not like it.

It's just that the emotions are too hot. As a container, he is small and damaged. He can hardly bear such a strong emotion. For a while, he is so panic that he is at a loss and does not know what to do.

This was everything he had never dared to ask for.

Ningning brought them to his side.

The air-conditioning brought from outside the house has gradually subsided, and Pei Ji can feel that his body is heating up.

Suddenly her voice came from her ear: "Pei Ji."

In response, Pei Ji took a step back, keeping her arms around her back, facing Ning Ning's eyes.

He has very beautiful eyes.

The deep pupils resemble pitch-black ink, and the tails of the eyes are inwardly raised slightly, creating a breathtakingly clear arc.

Ningning looked up at his beard, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his thin lips.

Her kisses are delicate and lingering, and in the cold winter air, even if the touch is so simple, it seems particularly warm and sultry.

The body is cold everywhere, and the girl's lips bring him fascinating heat, like a small hook, which can pull all the messy thoughts without any effort.

Ningning kissed more skillfully and stepped forward.

This is an action similar to guiding, so Pei Ji is unclear, so she can only retreat along her strength.

Then the calf hit a hard object, and Ning Ning's body was gently pushed.

He sat down on the wooden chair at the desk.

Ningning paused for a while and sat down on his thigh.

Pei Ji's breathing suddenly solidified.

This is a completely different feeling from hugging, which is more ambiguous and passionate. Through a layer of clothing, Pei Ji could feel the temperature of her body.

Obviously it was winter, but the hot air was all around him, making him confused.

Under such actions, Ning Ning became a slightly higher side.

"It's too tired to stand there."

Her face flushed, and there was a nervous tremor in the end: "Want to see my gift?"

Sitting on him in this posture was the limit Ningning could reach with exhausting courage.

She didn't dare to move randomly, so she had to lower her head to look for a gift, and after a while, a glimmer of light appeared in her storage bag.

It was a pure black scabbard, surrounded by sandalwood and overflowing with aura. Just one glance can understand and be extraordinary and vulgar.

"This is for you, and for Chengying."

She said and smiled: "It has been with you for so many years, but you can no longer wear the clothes of the old sword."

If Chengying hadn't been placed in the guest room when he entered the room, Pei Ji's ears would have screamed frantically at this time.

Ningning curled her lips, and the ending sounded up like a show: "Also, for a sword repairer like ours, Pei Ji, the saber and scabbard must be the best."

He is not good, and he is not good.

Some past events buried deep in the memory appeared shallowly, Pei Ji's eyes darkened, and when she was in a trance, she suddenly noticed that the girl close at hand lowered her head and bullied herself forward without warning.

Black hair poured on his side neck and shoulders, Ningning's thin lips lightly pressed against his ears, as if she couldn't help herself, she opened her lips.

The earlobe looked red with a drop of blood, and when he touched it, it was really hot.

The heat is like scattered sparks, spreading from his ears to Ningning's lips, and then invading the blood through the thin lips, sweeping across the body.

Even her soft voice carried an anxious enthusiasm.

He heard Ningning leaning against his ear and saying, "Happy birthday."

She stopped talking, moved her lips away from his earlobes, changed her posture, raised her hands, and held the boy's cheeks in them.

And the tip of her nose just sticks to the tip of Pei Ji's nose.

This is an extremely intimate action, the distance between each other is zero, not to mention that Ning Ning is still sitting on his thighs, and a slight movement of both feet can draw out an inexplicable hot current.

Ningning said to him: "Being born in this world, Pei Ji is the best gift for me."

The girl's palm slowly stroked his pale skin, gradually drawing out the angular facial contours.

Pei Ji couldn't move, and she seemed to have no strength all over her body, she could only open her eyes blankly, staring at the smiling black pupil of the person in front of her.

The endless dark vortex captured him in an instant.

"I am really happy to meet Pei Ji."

She moved her legs and moved her body closer: "Thank you for coming here. Because of you, today is a happy day for me every year."

She must have thought of his mother, so she comforted him with such words.

It is too gentle.

It is precisely because of meeting her that Pei Ji is no longer the so-called "isolated monster" or "freak who was born wrong."

Someone likes him tenderly and treats him so well.

Because watching Pei Ji from a very close place, Ning Ning was able to see the changes in his expression.

Those black eyes were stained with thin powder, flushed, and the moles of tears in the eye sockets and the tails of the eyes were soaked, and they seemed to be emotional, and tears would fall at any time.

How did Pei Ji show such a look in front of others, only when facing her, will he collect the sharp thorns all over, showing the most secret and fragile side.

Ningning continued to move forward, wanting to kiss the reddishness of his eyes, but before he could get close, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

Strange, strange feeling.

...Under her.

There was a moment of silence in the congested space.

Pei Ji has more than just red eyes.

Ning Ning couldn't help thinking, his face was super super super super super red at the level of cosmic explosion.

Although she is like this too.

"Ningning."

He sat on the wooden chair, the first time he was ashamed to the end trembling: "You...get up first."

She remembered too!

Ningning was panicked and embarrassed: "Well, then you have to let go of your hand first."

Pei Ji realized that her hands were still around her waist.

When Ningning got up and left, the feeling of being close to each other slowly dissipated, and it was replaced by another kind of more secretive and unspeakable ambiguity.

She was so nervous that she wanted to bang against the wall, trying to organize her language in her mind, and when she reached her lips, it all became scattered words: "Well, first, I'm leaving, you can take it slowly, not in a hurry, and wait for the evening— —"

——So what is she talking about!

Ningning: "Then, then I go first?"

Pei Ji sat on the wooden chair, holding the scabbard she gave him tightly in his hands.

The tide of embarrassment brought a steady stream of hotness, he lowered his head and pursed his lips, barely letting out a dumb "um".

Immediately there was the sound of footsteps, and Ningning kissed his face before leaving.

She said: "Happy birthday."

The sugar bowl in his chest was knocked over by these four words, and the sourness and shyness retreated.

In his always lonely and desolate heart, sweet candy spilled all over the floor.

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