Appearing in front of Jiang Yun was a young man who looked to be in his twenties.
Although the man's figure is tall, his body looks a little thin, and he doesn't seem to have much flesh all over his body.
Although it was a world of ice and snow, and the temperature was extremely low, he was only wearing a single shirt, and his immature face was flushed red from the cold. Covered with chilblains.
Especially the hands of the rusty broadsword he was holding firmly were covered with chilblains, and it looked like he had lived in this ice and snow all year round.
Most importantly, he is not a monk, but a mortal!
Looking at this man holding a big knife, staring at him fiercely, Jiang Yun didn't feel the slightest surprise.
Although he hadn't used his divine sense for a long time, after entering this snow field, he knew through some signs that there must be people living here.
And there was someone hiding in the snow beside him, and no matter what, he couldn't hide it from him.
As for things like being robbed, he didn't think it was new. During the three years of walking, he had encountered it several times.
After all, not everyone can live a life without worrying about food and clothing, and not everyone can live in peace and contentment, so many people choose to become robbers and bandits to rob others.
Of course, among these people, some are really forced by life, while others are for getting something for nothing.
For such people, Jiang Yun will not care about them, let alone what they are for, and will give them a certain amount of money every time.
Fortunately, they are only asking for money, not killing.
Therefore, this time, Jiang Yun still took out a few scattered pieces of silver from his bosom, gently put them on the snow in front of him and said: "This is all the silver on me, you can take it! "
The young man glanced at the silver on the ground, then at Jiang Yun who was also wearing thin clothes, reached out and grabbed most of the silver, but left a piece of silver and said: "You are not afraid of freezing to death, this piece of silver Leave it to you, hurry up and buy some clothes!"
"Thank you!"
Jiang Yun smiled slightly, and he was not polite. He put the piece of silver back into his arms, looked at the man and said, "Can I go now?"
The man held the knife in one hand and the pieces of silver tightly in the other, hesitating for a moment and asked, "Where are you going?"
"There is no fixed place to go, just walk around!"
Jiang Yun's answer made the man's eyes widen immediately, and he looked at Jiang Yun like a monster and said, "Are you here for a walk?"
Jiang Yun nodded and said: "Aren't you allowed to come here?"
"Are you sick?" The man pointed at Jiang Yun with the tip of the big knife in his hand unceremoniously and said, "It's freezing here, and it's too late for others to hide. You still come here and walk around, aren't you afraid of being frozen to death?"
Facing the man's very rude attitude, Jiang Yun was not angry and said: "Although it is indeed a bit cold here, the scenery here is very beautiful, and it cannot be seen in other places!"
"landscape!"
After the man repeated these two words, his complexion suddenly sank inexplicably, and his eyes slowly scanned the surrounding area before saying, "What did you see?"
The sudden change in the man's attitude made Jiang Yun's eyes flash a little puzzled, but he still replied: "Snow!"
The man's expression was even more indifferent: "Yes, you saw the snow, isn't this snow beautiful?"
"Yes!" Jiang Yun nodded and said: "This snow is white, pure, and really beautiful!"
Jiang Yun's answer made the man's tone far colder than the snow, and he continued: "In your eyes, this snow is pure white, clean, and beautiful, but do you know how many people have been taken away by this heavy snow? s life!"
"My father, when I was born, went out in the snow to find food in order to let my mother drink broth, but as soon as he left, he never came back!"
"The clan uncle in the village, in order to buy a warm clothes for the children, also left and never came back!"
"Every year, some people in our village leave the village and never come back!"
"They are buried in this heavy snow, buried in the heavy snow that looks like a beautiful scenery to you!"
The man suddenly roared, and roared angrily at Jiang Yun.
This roar seemed to release all the strength in his body, causing him to sit on the ground weakly, with tears rolling down his eyes??, still talking in the mouth, but the voice is much smaller.
"Now, my mother is sick and can't move in bed. I want to get some money for my mother to see a doctor, but I can't hunt any prey at all, and I can't find anything to exchange for money!"
"Even if I can get money, it's definitely not enough for the doctor to follow me back to the village, because the snow here is too cold!"
"All I can do is to watch my mother lie on the bed waiting to die!"
"All of this is because these are scenery in your eyes, and they are pure white snow!"
At the end, the man suddenly burst into tears!
Jiang Yun stood there quietly, his body was already covered with countless pieces of pure white snowflakes, like a snowman, motionless, but his heart was full of shock!
Every sentence, every word the man said, was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into his heart!
Indeed, as the man said, as a bystander, he only saw the innocence of the snow, and saw the purity and holiness of the snow.
Although I didn't use my cultivation, my body has been tempered and I am no longer afraid of the cold.
However, for ordinary people who live in this ice and snow all year round and have to live a difficult life here, what this snow brings to them has nothing to do with the scenery!
The man wiped away his tears and continued: "For you, this snow is a beautiful scenery in your eyes, which makes you feel pleasing to the eye, and makes you willing to come and walk around casually, but for us, this snow is a beautiful scenery. Cold is despair and death!"
The man's words made Jiang Yun's heart jump suddenly, and a vague feeling appeared in his mind.
Even, he can be extremely sure that as long as he can make this hazy feeling concrete, then he can find his own Taoism.
Standing there, Jiang Yun really racked his brains to think about this feeling, while the man sat on the ground and kept sobbing.
After an unknown amount of time passed, the man finally stopped crying, wiped away the frozen tears on his face and said, "I'm sorry, what happened to us has nothing to do with you!"
While talking, he also stood up again: "My mother told me that everything in this world actually has pros and cons!"
"They are always there and will not change. What will change is the attitude in our hearts when we see all this!"
"If your heart is positive, what you see is the positive side; if your heart is negative, what you see is the negative side!"
"Just like us, there are good and bad."
"When you have evil thoughts in your heart, you are a bad person, and when you have good thoughts in your heart, you are a good person!"
The man raised the silver in his hand and handed it to Jiang Yun, saying: "Although I was a bad person just now, my mother hopes that I can be a good person forever! Give it back to you, get out of here quickly, this snow can really freeze people to death of!"
The man also turned his head to look at the surrounding white snow and said: "Actually, when I was just sensible, the first time I saw this snow, this snow was really beautiful!"
As the man's voice fell, standing in front of him, Jiang Yun, who was almost covered by heavy snow, suddenly showed a dazzling light in his eyes at this moment.
This light shrouded the man's body, immediately dispelling the chill in his body, making him feel like he was bathed in sunlight!
What's more, even the snowflakes that had been falling on the sky for an unknown amount of time finally stopped under the light of Jiang Yun's eyes (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com