windy cold

Lianwufeng, no name.

Qin Chuhan opened his eyes vigilantly, turned over and stood up.

Just now, the guide lamp spirit outside the door suddenly issued a warning, and there was a psychic impact, which seemed to drive away an intruder.

Today, I asked for leave to rest. It coincided with the blizzard, and any sound under the howling wind could not be heard very clearly, but I heard that the students from the Lu family had been arranged to return to their residences early, and the Ling family would not wander around in this weather. Who else will come?

He put on his clothes, walked to the door, opened a slit, turned sideways to avoid the rushing cold wind, and called the lamp spirit to ask.

"..."

The lamp spirit jumped on the ground non-stop, the thick frost and snow covered by the cover on the lamp post shook off, and told the master about his heroic deeds just now as if asking for a reward.

The footprints in front of the door had long been covered by heavy snow, and there was no trace of anyone who had been there before. After listening to the vivid description of the lamp spirit, Qin Chuhan felt that something was wrong, and his brows raised.

"Big Brother!"

A voice came hastily from the long corridor, and soon a disciple of the Ling family came out of the mist and appeared in sight. The sword in his hand was inserted into the ground to use as a crutch, and it was very difficult to walk step by step.

Qin Chuhan opened the door and motioned for his junior brother to enter the room and talk.

The man shook his head, before he could catch his breath, he hurriedly said: "Eldest brother, just now the eldest son of Lu urgently informed... The second son of the Lu family is missing, the master ordered me to notify you to organize a manpower search..."

Qin Chuhan's forehead jumped, his heart tightened for no reason, and his expression became serious: "Where's the clue?"

The Ling family junior didn't bother to observe the senior brother's expression, and said with a dry throat: "It was said that I was called to Wuya in the afternoon... The chain connecting Taixu Peak to Wuya was cut off for some reason, and now only the chain is left. Wufeng and Qiyunfeng are two, the master has led people to search around Qiyunfeng..."

Wuya is empty, and people can't stay in bad weather. If you are smarter, you will definitely choose to find a way to leave. There are only two ways out... The stone steps that turn right in front of the Wumingju courtyard are down to the chains to Wuya. That person chose Lian Wufeng's side...

If you go up along the road, you will most likely reach Wumingju.

So……

Qin Chuhan turned back to the house quickly, took out the Mo Wang Sword and the cloak and bamboo hat, Shen Sheng said to his junior brother: "Quickly inform your senior sister and second senior brother to gather troops, one team will search on Lianwu Peak, and the other team will go on chains. Wuya, remember to be safe, if you really can't go to Wuya... then that's fine."

The junior brother immediately agreed, and then hesitantly said: "How about you, senior brother?"

Qin Chuhan drew his sword out of its sheath, put it down and leaned against the door, quickly put on his clothes, and said in a cold but firm tone, "I'll go find him."

Without waiting for an answer, he stepped into the snow without feet, and lowered his head into the snowstorm.

When passing by the ice-free pool in front of the courtyard, he turned his head and glanced as if he had a feeling, and saw a piece of blue cloth floating on it.

In the vast sea of ​​snow, it is particularly conspicuous.

……

Lu Wanfeng woke up slowly from the severe pain on his forehead.

There was still some darkness in front of my eyes, and the memory before coma came back bit by bit.

The moving lamp kicked me hard, so hard that I didn't know how long I had been rolling, then rolled down the cliff and fell to a thick cedar stretching across the cliff. Gotta lose consciousness.

The cedar has grown here for an unknown number of years, and the tree trunk has not been fully encircled. The dense leaves above cover Lu Wanfeng from the falling snow, so not only did he not freeze to death, but he even woke up.

It's really a disaster.

The wind on the cliff was bitter, and it took him a while to feel a little sense in his hands and feet, and he slowly propped himself up and looked around.

There is a vast expanse of whiteness, the sky is covered as far as the eye can see, and the bottom of the cliff is bottomless. Looking up, it is not far from the top of the cliff, but it is impossible to climb up with bare hands, not to mention that when I fell down, my right shoulder seemed to be sprained and moved a little. It hurts so much that I can't help myself.

The roots of the big tree penetrated deep into the cliff, and a small hole was hollowed out between the intertwined roots. Lu Wanfeng moved in bit by bit, and the height was just enough for him to sit on the cliff.

I don't know how long I've been in a coma. The blizzard doesn't seem to be going away at all.

The wet clothes have not solidified so far, it is wet and cold, but the temperature is so low, should I take them off...

His mind was almost unable to think, and he curled up into a ball, still feeling very cold, very hungry, and very scared.

Has anyone spotted what I'm missing?Is there anyone who can help me?

The mountain wind was howling outside, and there was a lot of noise. Lu Wanfeng worked hard to keep himself awake, to distinguish the sounds around him, to observe the things around him, as long as his brain could still distinguish, then he could live.

"where……"

Lu Wanfeng couldn't help but wryly smiled, it seemed that he really couldn't hold on anymore, auditory hallucinations appeared...

"……wind……"

Wait, it seems that there are real people!

somebody is coming!Someone is here to save me!

His stiff hands and feet came alive again. He rolled and crawled back to the tree trunk, raised his head and screamed: "Help! I'm here! Help!"

The parched throat tore apart as soon as it made a sound, and the blood slipped into the throat immediately made him cough endlessly, but he didn't dare to stop, the sound from above was intermittent, if he missed it, he might not come back again!

"Who's up there! Help me! I'm under the cliff!"

His throat hurts, and the yelling with all his strength was actually not very loud, but he still repeated it over and over again. Even if there was a slight possibility, the people above heard it?

"... Wanfeng... Lu Wanfeng! I heard you! Lu Wanfeng!"

God descended like a god, Qin Chuhan's face poked out from the cliff, and the two of them met each other's eyes.

Lu Wanfeng didn't know what the other party was thinking, all he knew was that he burst into tears instantly, looked up, and cried hoarsely: "It's you...you came to save me..."

Qin Chuhan was stunned for a second, and immediately shouted: "Don't be afraid! I'll come down to pick you up!" After speaking, he drew his sword to sweep away the snow on the edge of the cliff, and tied it to a cedar tree not far away with the rope he brought. Throwing away the bamboo hat and coir raincoat in the way, the rope was wrapped twice around the waist, and then let the other end down the cliff, and slid down while loosening the rope.

Lu Wanfeng hugged the straw coir raincoat and made way while crying, and sat back in the cave, watching the figure that was so white that it almost melted into the snow gradually descend to the tree trunk, covered in the wind and snow, and crawled into the small cave. In the cave, she knelt down in front of him on one knee.

He still couldn't stop crying, but he raised his hand to wipe off a layer of white snow from the head of the person in front of him.

Qin Chuhan took off his hand, squeezed it, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's so cold, how long have you been outside?"

Lu Wanfeng's mouth narrowed again: "It's been a long time..."

With a dark face, Qin Chuhan pulled the rope on it with his backhand. It was still strong enough, so he asked, "Can you still move? We want to climb up."

"Probably not..." Lu Wanfeng replied feebly, unable to lift his right hand and his body was extremely weak.

Qin Chuhan frowned deeply, and after thinking about it, he brought snow everywhere, and spent some time building a wall made of ice and snow at the entrance of the cave, leaving only a little ventilation hole in the upper part to isolate the outside world.

The cold wind that poured in suddenly decreased.

"We are hiding here now, and we will find a way to go up later when the weather improves."

Qin Chuhan took the coir raincoat and shook it. The snow had wet the outer layer, but the inside was still dry and usable, so he turned to look at Lu Wanfeng who was trembling constantly, and put the coir raincoat on him.

Unexpectedly, his hands were wet, and Qin Chuhan asked in a deep voice, "The clothes are soaked?"

Lu Wanfeng stopped crying, nodded sadly and said, "I fell into a pool and haven't done anything yet."

"The non-freezing pool, the water in the pool is still not easy to freeze at low temperature. If you fall into it, it's lucky that you don't freeze to death."

Lu Wanfeng smirked: "I also think I'm really lucky to be alive to see you again."

"..."

Qin Chuhan has long observed that the person in front of him is in a very poor condition, his face is pale and bloodless, his pupils are even a little loose, and his body is obviously on the verge of collapse, but he didn't expect that he still has the strength to make a joke at this moment. The situation should be better than imagined point.

However, when he reached out to peel off his clothes, he encountered a slight struggle and resistance.

"What are you doing?" Lu Wanfeng rolled his eyes.

"...Your clothes are soaked and you still don't take them off, do you really want to die?"

"But I'll die faster if I take off my clothes..."

Qin Chuhan didn't open his mouth to scold him because of his excellent upbringing, and explained: "Drenched clothes are colder than cold snow. I have sealed the hole, so it won't be so cold. Take off your clothes first, and find a way to keep warm." .”

It took Lu Wanfeng a while to let go of the hand that was holding the skirt in doubt, but as soon as the other party grabbed his right shoulder, he screamed in pain.

Qin Chuhan stopped his hands in the air, his expression was not good, "What's wrong?"

Lu Wanfeng held back tears, gritted his teeth and said, "I bumped into it when I fell, please be gentle..."

Also, being kicked all the way down from Wumingju, falling off a cliff, hanging on a tree, not having a broken arm or missing a leg is really very lucky.

"Understood." Qin Chuhan agreed, and relaxed a lot of strength, unbuttoned his front, turned the person sideways, rolled over his swollen shoulders, took off his clothes layer by layer, and stripped him clean.

Just as the last piece of underwear was taken off, Lu Wanfeng noticed that Qin Chuhan behind him suddenly stopped moving.

He pulled his hand out of his sleeve and looked at him sideways: "What's wrong?"

No one answered, but I felt a hand caressing up behind my right shoulder, it was very light, not only did I not feel pain, but it was also a little itchy.

He twisted uncomfortably and asked, "What are you touching?"

Withdrawing the hand behind his back, Qin Chuhan spoke out after a while, his voice was low and his expression could not be seen clearly: "...the scar on your shoulder..."

Lu Wanfeng shook his head: "I don't remember. I was injured when I came to Lu's house. Later, I heard from the doctor that my right arm was almost useless. It took a long time to get better."

Qin Chuhan was silent for a while.

Lu Wanfeng was still naked, shivering from the cold, took the coir raincoat beside him and put it on, feeling useless, urged: "I'm dying of cold..."

Qin Chuhan finally moved, he untied his clothes in twos and outs, and hugged Lu Wanfeng, who was slightly smaller in comparison, and held back his trembling body, regardless of the coldness when his skin was touching, and gathered up his clothes , and then covered him with the coir raincoat, carefully walked around the injured shoulder, and pressed the man tightly to his chest.

"This...what's the situation?"

Lu Wanfeng didn't react at all, his face was pressed against his neck, he raised his eyes, and saw that the normally meticulous person's hair had become messy at this time, and the soft strands of hair brushed his face and itched, causing his cheeks to steam hot.

And the steady stream of heat coming from his chest still made him close his eyes comfortably.

"In the 21st year of Apocalypse, on the third day of July, the head of the Lu family brought back a sixteen-year-old boy, claiming that he was his second son who was living in the world. The origin, the mother is unknown."

Lu Wanfeng whispered, "Why are you bringing this up?"

Qin Chuhan's expression was gloomy, and he hugged his arms tightly and tightly, and said to himself: "I should have thought of it earlier... It's okay... It's okay..."

The author has something to say: Turn on the coquettish mode!