Snow is still falling, snowflakes flying, falling on the shoulder.
Cen Mo and his party walked for three days, climbing over the snowy mountain and reaching a town. A huge stone gate stood here, with the golden inscriptions 'Cang Xue Town' above.
It's called a town, but Cang Xue Town is located in a remote area; there aren't many people inside the town, and it looks desolate at a glance.
The little girl in a dark red palace dress came close to Chen Mo, smiling affectionately, "Brother, there is a transfer array deep within Cang Xue Town that leads directly to the nearest transfer array in Miao Zhou. I will go ask about when the transfer array can be activated."
It is heard that the transfer array was set up by the elder ancestor of the Zhongzhou Qianzhen School during the ancient times, with the original intention of facilitating everyone in Zhongzhou, and even throughout the Nine States.
It is precisely because of these transfer arrays that the Qianzhen School has prospered. Although there are not many high-level cultivators within the school, their status in Zhongzhou is definitely not low.
However, these transfer arrays in the Qianzhen School are not always available. To activate them, there must be a high-level cultivator from the school present, and there is a specific timing involved.
In addition, each use of the transfer array requires payment of a certain amount of spiritual stones to the Qianzhen School.
The little girl is familiar with the rules and has used the transfer array several times before, so she knows what to expect. She was about to ask about the time when she was stopped by Chen Mo.
"Right now, there's no need for you to go. Let Miao Feiyu go instead."
Chen Mo turned to look at Miao Feiyu standing stupidly behind him, "I'll entrust this matter to you. By the way, I still have another thing to attend to."
"This small matter truly doesn't require your help. I'll be right back."
"All right, wait here for a while."
After giving a brief instruction, Miao Feiyu hurriedly ran towards the depths of the town.
At this moment, Chen Mo is walking in a different direction.
The little girl followed behind, her expression full of confusion, "Brother, where are we going on this trip? You have not yet been to Zhongzhou……"
The little girl was about to persuade Chen Mo, but upon seeing his serious expression, she immediately shut her mouth.
Mu Qiuge, who also hailed from Miao Zhou, followed along. Although she had spent many years in Youshi, she had some knowledge of Zhongzhou as well. She watched the direction Chen Mo was heading in and curiously blinked her eyes.
"This direction seems to be towards the snowy mountain, Chen Mo. Where are you going?"
"I'm going to find a guy who specializes in alchemy. There are some things that require his help."
Following the snowy mountain all the way in, deep into the mountains, there were dense forests on both sides, with many trees. However, their leaves had already fallen off. Only the snow pressed on the branches and decorated a white world.
The wind and snow continued to blow, affecting Chen Mo and the other two's eyes. The little girl and Mu Qiuge followed him silently, with doubts on their faces.
Until they could see a dazzling beam of fire ahead.
It was a thatched cottage standing steadfast in the midst of the wind and snow, as if protected by some magical artifact. The wind couldn't move the straw on the roof, and the snow melted upon touching it.
Chen Mo spat out a cloud of white vapor and turned to look at the little girl next to him, "Have you seen anyone following us on this journey?"
The little girl patted her waistband where her small bag was attached and shook her head lightly after patting it a few times, "I've set up quite a few bugs along the way, but I haven't sensed anyone following us."
"Brother, are you worried that someone might do us harm?"
"That's not it."
Chen Mo shook his head, "Some things should remain secret."
The little girl tilted her head, looking puzzled, "Is the guy who specializes in alchemy inside that thatched cottage you mentioned?"
Chen Mo nodded slightly.
"Who is this alchemist?"
Chen Mo did not answer and instead said, "Let's go and take a look first."
After that, Chen Mo led the two to the thatched cottage. The inside was warm as spring, melting the ten chi of snow outside into a pool of water, and grasses could be seen growing around.
The door was slightly ajar and easily opened.
As soon as they entered, they saw a huge cauldron in the center of the room. A campfire was set under it, and the firelight flickered continuously.
A small boy, looking no more than ten years old, was crouched below the cauldron, blowing on the fire. The black smoke stained his face, and his plump cheeks turned dark.
Seemingly having heard the door creak, the boy immediately stood up and looked at Chen Mo and the others from head to toe. "Who are you people, and why did you break into my house?"
The boy was dressed in black and white yin-yang robes. He flung his long sleeves, showing a hint of authority befitting an adult. However, his voice was too young, and the soot-black smudges on his face gave him a comical look.
Seeing this, the little girl and Mu Qiuge couldn't help but burst into a laugh.
The boy angrily rushed over, swiping his small hands at Chen Mo. "Damn it, get out of my house immediately!"
Chen Mo neither dodged nor avoided, using one hand to grip the boy's head, preventing him from moving even an inch. "Little boy, go and call your parents."
Chen Mo gently pushed, and the boy immediately took a few steps back. Fortunately, he had some martial arts skills; otherwise, he would have fallen with the push.
"Spit, you're not worthy to meet him."
The boy crossed his arms, speaking with a look of arrogance.
The little girl couldn't stand it any longer. She rolled up her sleeves and took a few steps forward, slapping her small fist on the boy's head with a 'thump', causing the boy to teary-eyed.
"Make your mouth hard, go and bring your parents now."
The little girl gave the boy a fierce glare.
"Grandpa, Grandpa is sleeping. You can't disturb him."
The boy covered his head, his voice trembling with fear and yet stubbornly refusing, even though he was afraid of the little girl.
Worried that the little girl might hit him again, he took a step back.
The little girl heard this and became angry. She was about to threaten him when Chen Mo suddenly called her back, "Old people are more sleepy, let him sleep for a while. It's not a big deal if we wait for a while."
After that, Chen Mo found a place to sit randomly. Although the little girl had some bitterness in her heart, she still listened to Chen Mo's advice.
The boy was afraid that the little girl would hit him again and dared not go over. He stood in a corner, staring at her with a fixed gaze, his eyes full of injustice and unwillingness.
Dong—
After a while, sounds came from the inner room. The boy, who had been standing for a while and was a little leg-weary, brightened his eyes as if he had caught a lifeline and ran into the room excitedly.
