It was the afternoon, but the weather was overcast. The north wind came with a little poison, salt and snow. A group of soldiers in Zhai's words were hiding in the room and chatting.

this is the guard of the transmission gate from the five star of salt to the first star of salt. In this weather, few people pass the customs, so everyone hides in the room to chat and warm up.

a fat soldier began to scold, "it's a terrible day. It's still sunny just now. It's snowing in a flash. It's disgusting."

another old guard with a little dark face smiled and said: "Captain, you have just...