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Chapter 454: The Imperial Capital in August Is Snowed

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    In the garden of the Bei family, an old man who was very fat, but not bloated, but rather strong, was sitting on a chair. When he heard the bell, he raised his head suddenly, with a look of astonishment on his face:

    "Nine Rings of Cold Mountain! Someone rang the Cold Mountain Bell nine times?!"

    When the descendants of the Bei family next to him heard what the old man said, they all froze for a moment, not understanding what the head of the Bei family meant.

    As for the core disciples, when they heard what the old man said, their bodies shook violently.

    And the next second

    "Huh¡ª¡ª"

    It is clearly the dog days of August, even in normal times, the emperor's capital is still sunny and very hot in September.

    But at this timeis it snowing?

    Patriarch Bei looked at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and the shock in his eyes suddenly increased to the most intense level.

    It was as if he saw something that he couldn't understand in his life.

    However, it is also true that August Feixue is probably incomprehensible to anyone.

    "Snowing?"

    "Artificial snow? How can it snow in August?"

    "But it doesn't look like it. How could artificial snow fall so big?"

    "It's really getting bigger and bigger!"

    Many of the Bei family's nephews looked up at the sky, and each of them was surprised, not understanding what was going on.

    Only Patriarch Bei, with his sturdy body sitting on the chair, couldn't help trembling without anyone noticing.

    "Ten rings, ten thousand cold mountains ten rings, ten thousand cold cold"

    "This is this is someone ringing the Cold Mountain Bell ten times!"

    His lips trembled, and his hand that was on crutches couldn't hold the crutches.

    "Where is Ruyan?"

    After forcibly enduring it for a long time, he suppressed the shock in his heart and asked the person next to him.

    "Sister Ruyan went home before, but then went to Beishan in a hurry. It seems that she went to see Yuge's poetry and music and climb the pagoda." A nephew of the Bei family said softly.

    Patriarch Bei's expression froze: "Call Ruyan and ask Beishan who is ringing the bell right now?"

    Everyone in the Bei family was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why the head of the Bei family said that.

    But when they made a phone call, the Bei family's nephew's face turned pale instantly, and he quickly said, "Grandpa, it's not good, Sister Ruyan vomited blood and passed out in Beishan, and is now being rescued in the hospital!"

    "What?!"

    Hearing this, Patriarch Bei couldn't sit still for a moment, stood up suddenly, his eyes widened like copper bells: "You mean Ruyan vomited blood and passed out in Beishan?"

    "Yes, it is."

    Patriarch Bei suddenly took a deep breath.

    He wanted to know why.

    This girl Ruyan is actually trying to resist Han Shanzhong?

    He thought about it for a while, and asked someone to take a look at Ruyan, and then he went back to his room.

    He's going to call the other three old guys.

    The nine sounds of the cold mountain can make all the people bow down and destroy the four major families.

    Ten rings from the cold mountain, ten thousand cold mountains what does it represent?

    At the same time, in the Jade Buddha Temple in the imperial capital, a monk wearing an arhat headgear stood at the gate of the temple, looking at the direction of Beishan from a distance, with a gratified smile on his face.

    "This kid can do it. He was able to directly ring the Cold Mountain Bell ten times, making the entire imperial capital snow in August."

    "I didn't count it, I didn't count it But now, Qin Wangji shouldn't blame too much, right?"

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    The monk in the arhat headgear held one hand in front of his chest, bowing lightly, while the other hand was playing with a jade stone.

    The jade is very ordinary, it looks like the kind of garbage jade sold at the roadside stalls for ten yuan each.

    If Chu Sheng was here, he would definitely find that this piece of jade looked familiar.

    It looks so familiar as if it was given to him by an unscrupulous old man in a pet shop

    "Damn! Traffic jam at a critical moment!"

    Dong Ningfeng looked at the long line of vehicles in front of her, and slammed the steering wheel angrily.

    "Usually notThere is always a traffic jam when people are busy, it's really"

    She was really anxious, but it was a long distance from God's operator to go to Beishan. In addition to the traffic jam, she didn't know how long it would take to get to Beishan.

    When people are in a hurry, they will always do something that can temporarily relax them.

    Especially in traffic jams.

    Dong Ningfeng took out her mobile phone, swiped it casually, and then seemed to think that Nan Puti seemed to participate in every poetry and music tower climbing, so she quickly searched for Nan Puti's mobile phone number in the mobile phone.

    "Ding!"

    Just when she found Nan Bodhi's mobile phone number, a notification suddenly came from her mobile phone.

    ¡¾Shock!  It was snowing in the sky in August in the imperial capital!  The temperature dropped to 5 degrees!  ¡¿

    Seeing this push message, Dong Ningfeng sneered: "August Feixue? Why don't you say it too much?"

    "These editors who write news are really for the fact that there is no lower limit for traffic."

    Just after she dialed Nan Bodhi's number, she put the phone to her ear and looked up at the same time.

    Suddenly, Dong Ningfeng's eyes froze.

    Traffic jam, still traffic jam.

    But I don't know when, some tiny water droplets suddenly appeared on my car window.

    It's raining?

    Before she could react, she suddenly saw flakes of snow floating in the air at some point, and landed on her car window.

    Snowflakes accumulated on the car windows, and under the action of the engine, they turned into little drops of water.

    "Beep¡ªbeep¡ª"

    Dong Ningfeng felt that the world in her eyes was only the busy tone of the phone next to her ear

    And the bell that I just heard in my mind

    It snowed in the imperial capital in August, which attracted the attention of many people across the country.

    And far away in an oasis in a desert in West China, in a room with a very old building.

    An old man sat quietly on a reclining chair.

    A Chinese toon tree outside the window is growing vigorously, and August is also the most powerful time in his life.

    In addition, the oasis in this desert has relatively sufficient water, which is very good for him to thrive.

    The old man looked at the toon tree and thought of something, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

    "Brother."

    Just at this moment, a woman covered in black plain gauze and even her face covered with a tulle came up: "The imperial capital"

    "Snowing."

    Hearing this, the old man not only didn't feel surprised, but on the contrary, there was a look on his face that he knew about it a long time ago.

    He nodded lightly: "Ten rings from cold mountains and ten thousand mountains are cold."

    "Liaoyuan and Xiaolin can rest in peace" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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