After being sacrificed as cannon fodder, the gods cried and begged for a hug

Chapter 6 Mighty
The first snow this year came late, but it seemed to make up for what had fallen before. The snow was so heavy that by the evening, the thick snow had covered Tianmen Mountain beyond recognition.

Looking around, the pine needle trees on the hillside are covered with clusters of snow-colored pom-poms. Occasionally, a strong wind blows and the trees are crumbling.

The black walls of the pavilion courtyard located halfway up the mountain are covered with white tiles. Only a few clusters of bright red wintersweet buds are left to break free and bloom on the branches in the wind.

There was a lot of snow and the air was much colder.

Jiang Nan was afraid of the cold. Even though she was used to the dark and cold weather in Qumo Ridge, she couldn't bear to spend half a day partying in the snow.

The sequelae was that when she came back from playing, she was trembling all over, her legs were no longer functioning, her injured knee was swollen and numb, and the scab on the wound was covered with a layer of purple.

The key point was that Ah Jiu didn't have a maid, so she endured the pain in her body and boiled a bucket of hot water for herself. It wasn't until she soaked in the bucket that the tears of happiness retracted from the corners of her eyes.

It's really... painful and happy at the same time.

Because she took a hot bath, she slept particularly soundly that night, but she was woken up by the gurgling sound coming from her belly early the next morning.

Jiang Nan touched her flat and even deflated belly. She was so hungry that she was dizzy after just two days without eating. If she didn't find something to eat, she wouldn't have to wait for Wang Qianqian to kill her. She can ascend to heaven herself.

Not many disciples of the Qing cultivators in Tianmen Mountain have gone away from grain, so the dining room prepares ingredients every day to feed the disciples.

Jiang Nan arrived late, and the cooked food in the morning had been eaten up. The lady in the kitchen felt sorry for her, so she secretly took two carrots and gave them to her.When carrying it back all the way, she always had the illusion that she was a rabbit.

The only good news is that because it snowed so heavily, the roads up and down the mountain were covered with snow. Considering the safety of the disciples, the entire Tianmen Mountain was given a three-day holiday for cultivating disciples.

After thinking about it, it was still necessary to go to Xuan Yu to make his presence felt during the holiday.

As the first disciple of Jiulong Master, his treatment is different from others, and he lives alone in Songcao Courtyard.

As soon as Jiang Nan reached the door, she was blocked by A Yan who was clearing snow in the yard: "Ah Jiu, why are you here again? Didn't the young master tell you not to let you come to him?"

Jiang Nan had read in Ah Jiu's suicide note that Ah Yan was a beggar in the town at the foot of Tianmen Mountain. One time Xuan Yu gave him a piece of steamed bun, but he chased him all the way and insisted on staying in Tianmen Mountain as his servant. .

Because of their sympathy for each other, A Yan was the only person in Tianmen Mountain who treated her sincerely except for Jiulong Zhenren.Because of this, Ah Jiu often had the opportunity to send the good things he thought he had found to Xuan Yu in Songcaoyuan.

After A Yan asked, his eyes moved to her hands: "Have you brought something to the young master again? I can't help you deliver it this time, otherwise the young master will definitely drive me down the mountain."

Jiang Nan thought that A Yan was indeed as innocent as A Jiu said, and smiled and put the robe in his hand directly into the other person's hand: "The things I brought this time are for you."

A Yan was startled: "For me?"

"Yeah." Jiang Nan smiled.To be precise, it was just to bring Ah Jiu a robe that she originally wanted to give to Ah Yan.

This robe was sewn by Ah Jiu himself. The deep blue cotton cloth was embroidered with dark patterns of carp with black thread, which looked lifelike. There was a thick layer of cotton inside, and it instantly felt warm in the hand.

A-Yan is the kind of person who will burst into tears of gratitude if you give him a piece of hot steamed bun. Holding the thick robe in his hand, his eyes suddenly turned red: "Why did you suddenly give me a robe when you are so good?"

Jiang Nan glanced at his thin outer shirt: "Of course I'm afraid you'll be cold. Look at you, it's snowing so heavily and you're still wearing so little. Is my senior brother mistreating you?"

A Yan shook his head hastily, "No, no, the young master treats me very well, he will not abuse me."

This was true, but at the same time Jiang Nan also knew that his life in Tianmen Mountain was not much better than at the foot of the mountain.

Although he now has no worries about food and clothing, in a situation like Tianmen Mountain where all the Qingxiu disciples come from aristocratic and wealthy families, his background is inevitably criticized. Like Ah Jiu, he is often the target of bullying after dinner.

It just so happens that they both have one characteristic in common.

Ah Jiu was bullied and kept it secret from her master, and wrote down all her bitter experiences in a small notebook.

A Yan was bullied and did not dare to let Xuan Yu know. After being beaten silently, he obediently returned to Songcaoyuan and continued to work hard.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nan felt a little sad for his experience: "Are you still sweeping the place? Do you want me to help you?"

"No, no, no, it's almost done."

A Yan put away his excitement, and as soon as his heart warmed up, he forgot what the young master told him: "By the way, you are here to see the young master, right? He is inside, do you want to go in?"

"it is good."

After the words fell, A Yan was startled again.

In the past, Ah Jiu often came to see the young master, and every time he left his things and left.Several times he asked Ah Jiu to go in to find him, but she was always scared off by her own timidity.

This time he asked casually, but he didn't expect Ah Jiu to walk straight into the yard.

Looking at her slender back, her walking posture was obviously limping, but A Yan still had a feeling in her heart that A Jiu looked taller today.

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(End of this chapter)