The Glorious Summoner

Xia Ping'an opened the door, stepped out, and a world changed before his eyes.

　　 just now was still in the misty wilderness, but in a blink of an eye, there was snow in the sky, covered in silver, and a lake appeared in front of him, and he was standing by the lake.

The sky and the clouds, the mountains, clouds and water are all white, like a freehand landscape painting. From a distance, you can see a long bank in the lake, connecting the two banks, and the willow trees on the side of the long bank. Already desperate, like ink marks.

　　 There are no people on the embankment of the lake, everything seems quiet and quiet, with an unspeakable charm.

　　 The portal disappeared when Xia Ping'an stepped in here.

　　 When Xia Ping’an began to look at the scene in front of her, she felt a little familiar. This lake, this water, this mountain, and the long **** in the lake are so kind...

"West Lake..." Xia Ping'an was suddenly energetic, and the scene in front of him completely corresponded to the scene of West Lake in his mind. He looked into the distance, where the Leifeng Pagoda was locked, accumulating one. Layers of white snow, the huge Leifeng Pagoda is like a lonely snowman in the snow, but under the snow, you can still see layers of ochre brick tower cores built by the ** tower.

For a historical expert like Xia Pingan, he just glanced at the ** Tower, and he was able to roughly determine the approximate time of the scene in front of him at the moment-this time it should be after Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, because Jiajing During the years, the wooden eaves corridor of the ** Tower was destroyed by Bingsao...

　　How can I be here?

　　 Xia Ping An was also at a loss, everything in this shrine was really weird.

　　 But there should always be a reason to enter here. Xia Ping'an ran quickly on the edge of the West Lake while observing the surrounding environment.

　　 Xia Pingan actually wanted to fly, but he found that he couldn't use his supernatural power here, so he could only spread his legs and gallop.

　　 Just as Xia Ping'an was speeding, suddenly, in the forest in the distance, a black shadow suddenly jumped out and leaped directly towards Xia Ping'an. The black shadow was extremely fast, and Xia Ping'an retreated sharply.

"Who?"

"Who?"

　　 Both sounds sounded at the same time, and then they were taken aback at the same time.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

　　 The black shadow that jumped out of the woods next to him was a stunning woman. Who was that woman, who was not the female disciple of the Black Dragon Gate?

　　 Xia Pingan didn't expect that he would meet the female disciple of Heilongmen here. For a while, both sides were a little surprised.

　　 "It turned out to be the senior sister of Heilongmen. By coincidence, I didn't expect the senior sister to be here too!" Xia Ping'an smiled and arched his hands at the woman.

"So it's you..." The female disciple in the black dress of Heilongmen has a pair of domineering and exceptionally beautiful Danfeng eyes, her eyes are so bright, she also breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Xia Ping'an, because their master told them to come in. After that, Xia Ping'an is not allowed to be an enemy, and if necessary, he will help him, "How did you come in?"

　　 "Well, how did you come in, Senior Sister, how did I come in!" Xia Ping opened her hands, "I wonder if Senior Sister has met anyone else here?"

"No!" The female disciple of the Black Dragon Gate shook her head, "I was in a nearby mountain just now, and I was flying all the way to here. No one was seen along the way..." After speaking, the female disciple of the Black Dragon Gate pointed. Pointing to the west behind him, Xia Ping'an looked at it, and there was the direction of Feilai Peak.

　　I didn't see anyone along the way, that's weird.

　　 Xia Ping’an secretly said in her heart that there should be many temples and historic sites on Feilai Peak. The woman in front of her came from there but did not see anyone. This shows that the trigger point for the event here should not be on the mountain. If it is not on the mountain, then the clue is most likely to be near the West Lake...

　　 This wonderful performance of the real illusion shrine will never end with two people here for no reason.

　　 "By the way, have you seen anyone else?" The female disciple of Heilongmen glanced around and asked directly.

　　 Xia Pingan also shook his head, "I was by the lake right after I appeared, and I didn't see anyone else!"

The female disciple of Heilongmen raised her eyes and frowned her beautiful brows slightly, "I saw a lake here on the mountain before, and there is a long bank in the lake. It looks like there should be people in it, but there is no... "

　　 By the way, I don’t know how this elder sister is called? "Xia Ping'an asked.

　　The female disciple of Heilongmen looked at Xia Pingan, "My last name is Hua, my name is Huaxin!"

　　 "Why don't we go around here and have a look together, maybe there are other discoveries..."

　　 "Okay!" Hua Xin nodded, very simply.

Just when the two were about to leave, there was a misty and leisurely song on the surface of the lake. Xiao Wangwei draws pictures, picks plum blossoms and holds pots in many places. Smiles at the wine and looks at the flowers, has no money to be a sword, and fell drunk in the West Lake!"

Amidst the singing, a cloud of mist appeared on the lake, and the singing floated from the mist. Xia Ping’an's spirit was shaken, and when he looked into the lake, he saw a flat boat floating in the mist, from the mist. When he got out, a man wearing a quilt, swaying a flat boat, appeared on the lake, and was driving towards the two of them.

　　On that huge lake, only a leaf of a flat boat swayed gently~www.novelmt.com~ With the singing of the grandfather, everything was poetic and picturesque.

Hua Xin glanced at Xia Ping’an, and said to her heart that this guy seemed to have some luck. As soon as he came out, people came on the lake. Hua Xin stared at the old man while secretly guarding, because in this shrine, as usual It seems from experience that there are too many weird people in a weird place, and the scene in front of us is not known whether it is good or bad.

The man shook the boat and swayed directly towards the shore where the two of them were. When almost 20 meters away from the shore, the man stopped and shouted to Xia Ping An and Hua Xin on the shore, " This young man and this young lady are so happy, so with such heavy snow, do you come to visit the West Lake?"

　　 Huaxin didn’t speak, but Xia Ping’an laughed loudly, “Lao Zhang, you are not too young to be in Yaxing, you still come out to shake the boat in such a heavy snow!”

"As long as the lake doesn't freeze, we can't live without this boat!" The man said with a smile, "My host is watching the snow on the island in the lake. Only after seeing the two of them, I specifically asked me to ask. You two would like to have a drink together on the island!"

　　 "Oh, I don't know how your host is called?"

　　 "My master knows astronomy and geography. There is nothing he doesn't know. He has a lot of names. He calls himself Tao'an, but others call him Old Man Gu Jian..." The man replied with some pride.

　　Tao'an, Old Man Gu Jian, West Lake, heavy snow...

　　 After these nouns were combined in Xia Ping’an’s mind, a cleverness in Xia Ping’s head immediately came up with a name—Zhang Dai!

　　 Zhang Dai, who wrote "Looking at the Snow at the Lake Heart Pavilion" in the romantic life I...