Comprehensive Wu Jianghu: I am Dali Temple Minister

Yang Qingyuan felt that something was wrong, and said to Xiao Er beside him, "Stay here and don't move! I'll go over and have a look!"

After saying that, Yang Qingyuan quickly walked towards the people in the snow, leaving no trace of where he walked.

There is no trace on the snow, and it is hard to find whereabouts.

Not long after, Shen Bao and Xiao Tao also rushed to the backyard. Shen Bao was about to step forward when Xiao Tao stopped him.

"What's wrong!?"

Xiao Tao pointed to the ground, "Look, there is not even a footprint on the snow around the corpse, this scene is too strange!"

Xiao Tao is introverted, but he likes to read suspenseful rivers and lakes. The scene at the scene is exactly the same as the case of throwing a corpse in the snow without a trace in the story.

"What's the matter? Didn't the adults leave footprints in the past?!"

Shen Bao didn't know what Xiao Tao wanted to express.

Xiao Tao looked at Shen Bao contemptuously, "How many people in this world are as light as adults? Could it be that this murderer happens to be such a master?!"

While the two were talking, Yang Qingyuan stood up and hugged the "corpse" in the snow.

"People can still be saved!"

Saying that, the figure jumped back into the restaurant.

"Shopkeeper! Please cook some ginger soup!"

The shopkeeper looked at Yang Qingyuan holding the snowman, and was a little dazed for a while, but after all, he had met many people who traveled all over the world, so he was well-informed, so he immediately reacted and ran to the back kitchen.

Yang Qingyuan's innate true energy circulated in his palm, and it was imprinted on the snowman's body, using the innate true energy to perform Wudang's Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.

Under the influence of Yang Qingyuan's pure yang essence, layers of ice and snow outside the snowman melted, and the snowman returned to its original appearance - just a boy in his early ten years old.

Although the boy was frozen stiff, he was still holding a small jar tightly in his arms.

Shen Bao and Xiao Tao also returned to the room.

Under the effect of Pure Yang Wuji Gong, the boy's body temperature slowly recovered.

This kid is really fateful, if it is half an hour at night, even Yang Qingyuan's martial arts can't save his life.

The congenital essence circulated in his body for a week, repairing the damage caused by the frostbite in the young man's body.

Not long after, Xiao Tao, Shen Bao and the waiter who was almost scared to pee also came back.

"Young master, this child?!"

Yang Qingyuan withdrew his hand, leaving only an innate essence circulating in the young man's body.

"This child is not ordinary!"

Yang Qingyuan felt it just now when he circulated his true energy to save people, this son has excellent bones, he is a rare talent in martial arts.

Of course, although there are not many people with such excellent bones, they are not unique. What is valuable is the blessing of this son.

When he was about to die, he met himself, such a chance was no small matter.

Thanks to his innate true energy, if it were another person, even a martial artist at the Dongxuan Realm might not be able to save this child.

The source of blessing is profound and the roots are excellent. Wudang cannot miss such a talent.

After the cup of tea, the young man woke up, and his first reaction was to glance at the small porcelain jar in his arms. After confirming that the jar was safe, his consciousness gradually became clear, and he looked around.

A man dressed as a scholar was standing beside him, with an extraordinary appearance, and the jade pendant on his waist seemed to be of great value.

Yang Qingyuan also looked at the ragged boy in front of him. He was still young and hadn't grown up yet, but his features were clear and his eyes were agile, and there was a bit of cleverness and cunning in his agility.

"How does the little brother feel? Is there any discomfort in the whole body?"

The boy struggled to get up, and found himself lying on a table, it should be the gentle scholar in front of him who saved him.

"Thank you for this gentleman's life-saving grace." The boy still wanted to bow his hands in salute, but he had just recovered from the freezing, and it was difficult to use his arms freely.

"Ginger soup is here!"

The shopkeeper personally delivered the ginger soup, and was taken aback when he saw the boy, "Little brother, it's you again!"

The young man resisted the chill on his body, and smiled, "We meet again, shopkeeper, what a coincidence!"

Although he had just turned around from the Palace of the King of Hades, this young man seemed to be very optimistic and was still joking around.

"It's about this time, and I'm still joking, drink up the ginger soup!"

The young man took the ginger soup with trembling hands and forced a smile, "Thank you shopkeeper!"

Yang Qingyuan nodded secretly in his heart, this boy is in a predicament, but he can still be so optimistic, his arms are biting cold but he can hold on, his personality is cheerful and tenacious, he is a talent to create.

Such a talented person, no matter whether he earns in Wudang or stays in Dali Temple for training, is a good choice.

Although there is not much difference between the two, in Yang Qingyuan's plan, Wudang will become the most powerful foreign aid for Dali Temple.

Seeing that the boy finished drinking the ginger soup, he recovered a little bit of energy.

"If this gentleman hadn't been here today, your life would have been lost!"

The boss took back the bowl and said to the boy.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Yang Qingyuan asked, "Shopkeeper, do you know this little brother?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile, "It can't be regarded as acquaintance. This little brother came to me a few days ago and he was very hungry. I think he gave him a bowl of broth when he was young, but after he finished eating, Just secretly helped me wipe all the tables in the inn."

The more satisfied Yang Qingyuan was, the more he could see the good and evil of people's hearts in the subtleties. This son knows how to repay kindness and has principles, which is very good.

"What about me! Seeing his hard work, I thought it would be a problem for him to be alone and helpless, so I let him stay and help. But unexpectedly, this little brother said that he had to go to Jiaxing Iron Spear Temple to do it." An important thing. I sent some dry food for him to eat on the way!"

The boy's expression was also a little depressed, and he said, "I had already set off, but it snowed heavily on the road again, and my luggage was lost. I have no choice but to turn back!"

It can be seen that this small jar is very important to the young man, his luggage is lost, but this jar is still there, and he hugged it tightly before he passed out.

"Jiaxing?! That's a long way to go!" Yang Qingyuan remembered that the Iron Spear Temple in Jiaxing was where the incident happened.

"It's thousands of miles away from Jiaxing! How can you get there with a half-grown child?!"

The young man in front of him obviously didn't know how far Jiaxing was. In the age when maps were precious, people could only learn about it through books.

"Then I have to go too!" the young man muttered in a low voice.

"My lord, warm water is ready!"

Yang Qingyuan patted the young boy's shoulder, a stream of innate true energy poured in.

"Well, it's almost done! I've got someone to prepare warm water for you, so go wash it first!"

His frozen body was almost relieved, but Yang Qingyuan let him take a bath with warm water out of caution.

The boy nodded, stood up on the ground, and saluted Yang Qingyuan pretending to be an adult.

"Thank you sir for saving your life! Yang Guo will never forget it in his life!"

After speaking, he staggered to follow Shen Bao to take a bath, still holding the small porcelain altar in his arms.