The wife of two taels of silver

The nearest mountain to Zhanglin County is Lingxiu Mountain, and Gu An has been searching on this mountain for several days.

It had just snowed heavily and the entire mountain was covered with snow. The cliff was so large that it was really not easy to find a small flower.

"Didn't you find anything in Lingxiu Mountain?" Lin Haitang looked up at Gu An. Her voice sounded a little muffled, perhaps because her scarf was covered too tightly.

Gu An shook his head, bent his body slightly, waved the reins with his right hand, put his arm around Lin Haitang's waist, and brought her closer to him.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Gu An pulled the reins, the horse's head raised up, it neighed, and stopped abruptly.

The trees on the mountain are tall and straight, and the bare branches are covered with ice and snow. I don’t know which bird is standing on which branch, and its chirping echoes in the valley.

Lin Haitang walked forward with her head down, while Gu An held her by the side, fearing that she would fall to the ground accidentally.

"I don't understand." Lin Haitang frowned, her voice a little cold. "The environment in which the Snow Frost Flower grows is extremely harsh. No one knows where it grows. How did those people manage to destroy all the Snow Frost Flowers?"

The weather was too cold, and every time she opened her mouth to speak, she would exhale a puff of white air. Lin Haitang turned her head to look at Gu An, and her mind suddenly skipped a beat. She inappropriately thought that Gu An looked quite good in this hazy state.

Lin Haitang immediately shook her head, getting rid of all these messy thoughts. Now was not the time to let her thoughts wander.

Gu An gave Lin Haitang the answer, saying, "It might be witchcraft."

"Gu magic?"

"Yes, it's not realistic to rely on manpower to find the Snow Cold Flowers one by one, but it's much easier to use Gu." Gu An came slowly, his voice neither hurried nor slow, as if he was talking about something very ordinary: "For example, let a bird, wolf or something else that has been poisoned by Gu find the Snow Cold Flowers, that would be much easier."

Lin Haitang became more and more frightened as she listened. She opened her eyes wide and said, "Doesn't that mean we won't be able to find the Snow Cold Flower?"

Gu An stopped and looked at the vast white land, which seemed to have no end, and said, "I hope we can find the snow cold flower."

Lin Haitang looked at Gu An's dark eyes and wanted to say something comforting, but she didn't know what to say.

Lin Haitang really couldn't say that she had much affection for the Kang Dynasty, but she wasn't so cold-blooded as to be overjoyed at the demise of the Kang Dynasty. Regret and pity were inevitable, but that was all. She didn't have any more feelings for it.

But Gu An is different. He loves his country just as she loves her 21st century country. However, judging from the current situation, the chances of finding the Xuehan Flower are slim. They can only pin their hopes on God and pray that the Xuehan Flower still exists in this world.

Finally reaching the edge of the cliff, the biting cold wind made it difficult for Lin Haitang to open her eyes. She could only put one hand in front of her eyes to block the wind, and grab the collar of her cloak with the other hand to try to prevent the wind from blowing into her collar.

"How much have you found?" Lin Haitang shouted at Gu An, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she drank a bellyful of cold wind.

"We haven't looked in the south yet." Gu An also replied loudly. The wind was too strong, and any quiet voice would be blown away by the wind, and he wouldn't be able to hear anything.

The two of them walked towards the south together, looking very carefully, for fear of dropping the snow-freezing flowers.

The god of luck did not favor the two of them. Even after searching the entire cliff, they did not find any trace of the snow-cold flower.

Lin Haitang's mood changed from initial anticipation to anxiety, and then to numbness. She walked down the mountain with a blank face.

Lin Haitang held Gu An's hand, and with a thought, she entered the space.

Lin Haitang ran straight towards Liu Sanyou: "Sanyou, does the snow-cold flower only grow on the edge of a cliff?"

Liu Sanyou was chopping wood. He was shirtless, with beads of sweat covering his fair skin. He wiped the sweat off his face, dropped the axe in his hand, and said, "Sister, not absolutely, but most of them grow on the edge of the cliff."

"Oh my--"

Lin Haitang sighed deeply, her irritation growing stronger. She squatted on the ground, her face wrinkled. She looked at the soil and said, "Sanyou, can you tell me where the snow-freezing flowers are right now?"

"It's been almost twenty days, and the entire Kang Dynasty hasn't found a single Snow Cold Flower. If this continues, the Kang Dynasty will be wiped out." Lin Haitang closed her eyes, feeling deeply helpless. She was having a terrible headache.

Gu An looked at Liu Sanyou, surprisingly full of hope, and asked, "Sanyou, do you have a way to calculate it?"

Liu Sanyou kept silent. He wiped the sweat off his face, turned around to find his clothes, and put them on without saying a word. After he was dressed, he raised his eyes and said, "I'll try."

Lin Haitang jumped up instantly, her eyes full of surprise. She exchanged a glance with Gu An, and they smiled with joy.

The three of them found another deserted place. This time, Liu Sanyou sat on the ground. He closed his eyes, and the air around him suddenly began to flow, circling around him.

Lin Haitang's heart was in her throat and she dared not make a sound. She stared at Liu Sanyou closely, holding Gu An's thumb in her hand, tightening it more and more.

Similarly, Gu An also looked nervous. He kept praying in his heart, hoping that Liu Sanyou would get a good result.

If you calculate that there are no more snow-freeze flowers in the world, then you have truly reached a dead end.

Fortunately, there is always a way out, and there is always a way out in desperate situations.

Liu Sanyou slowly opened his eyes. After a long moment, he finally uttered four words: "Qinglong Mountain Range."

Lin Haitang and Gu An both breathed a sigh of relief, and both of them felt relieved instantly.

Lin Haitang took two steps at a time and walked up to Liu Sanyou. She reached out and patted his shoulders a few times. There was an undeniable joy in her voice. She said, "Brother! Well done! When this matter is settled, I'll give you a red envelope of 10,000 taels!"

Instantly, Liu Sanyou's entire body trembled, his pupils turning into the shape of gold ingots. The corners of his mouth widened uncontrollably, nearly causing a cramp. He patted Lin Haitang's shoulder and said, "Good! You're truly my good sister! I, Liu Sanyou, only have a real sister like you in this life!"

"My dear brother! You are my dear brother too!" Lin Haitang laughed in a theatrical voice. She had never felt so happy in her heart. She was so happy that she wanted to laugh for three days and three nights.

Gu An split the two of them with one hand, the smile gone from his eyes, and said with a tight mouth: "Liu San, have you finished chopping your firewood? If not, go chop it quickly. If you have, go find your wife quickly."

Liu Sanyou's mind was now full of ten thousand taels. The three words "ten thousand taels" flashed across his mind. He ran away like a rabbit, saying, "Yes, yes, yes, go tell my wife right away!"