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To the south, there are treacherous clouds and treacherous waves, and dark tides are surging.

To the north, there are grasslands and snow-capped mountains.

The south is still in turmoil, while the north is already in peace.

Three years ago, under the shadow of swords and swords, Beidi wanted to plunder, but his greedy teeth gnawed on the iron plate, and his sharpened claws were cut flat again by Zheng Chao's sharp sword.

The footsteps were too swaying, and he fell a somersault at the border, knocked all the gold cups and silver cups in his arms, and rolled into Zhengchao's treasury, losing all his money.

With just one official document, the city wall winds its way to the north, even giving away the already barren land.

The territory of the Dazheng Dynasty was expanded and expanded.

Just in this frozen northern country, the "Tiansi Snow Mountain" stands majestically, raising its head straight to Jiuxiao, wanting to ask Jiuxiao about those eternal mysteries, but Jiuxiao is silent.

Since the beginning of history, it has guarded the northernmost Changtian of the Dazheng Dynasty and supported the Dazheng nation.

Day and night, Beidi haunts the gentle township occupied by this powerful nation.

It's a pity that the greedy gaze couldn't get over this burly body, and the hand stretched out from the mountain was cut off at the wrist. The siege failed, and he still had to bear it in the snow and mourn on the grassland.

Tiansi Snow Mountain blocked Beidi's longing, but it couldn't stop Xi Boer's cold current. (Note 1)

The white snow covers the top of the mountain, which does not melt all year round. On the dark rocks, the most desolate and toughest lines are drawn - that is the jaw line it clenched, tough and determined.

The clouds and mist were struggling to surge in the severe cold.

Tiansi Snow Mountain sang hymns against the daily golden wheel.

The origin of the name "Tiansi Snow Mountain" can be mentioned.

"The dragon is a heavenly horse, so the four stars in the house are called Tiansi." (Note 2)

The ancient star room is one of the 28 constellations and the fourth constellation of the Eastern Qinglong.

The dragon is also known as the Tianma, so the Fangsu Four Stars are also called "Tiansi".

There is a nation as tough and as old as snow-capped mountains living in the mountains, and Fangsu is the totem of their beliefs.

Therefore, this snow mountain is called "Tiansi Snow Mountain".

Fangsu is located in Qinglong belly room.The place where the five internal organs are, everything is digested here, and there is more good than evil.

This is an auspicious name, but a large avalanche occurred on this mountain not long ago.

A village deep in the mountains was buried under the snow, completely buried, not even a corner of the roof was exposed, and no one came down from the mountain so far.

That is, in this avalanche, "Dao Wen" and "Le Ran" disappeared into the vast snow.

"Wow"!

"Hula-"

Someone lifted the cotton cloth in front of the inn, and the wind and snow poured in instantly, making it bitterly cold.

Wrapped in fox fur, Lin Hong shrank back into the corner again, stretched out a frozen red hand to the "crackling" fire, and it took him a long time to feel the temperature of the fire.

"Damn it, I'm freezing to death!" Zhao Ganglong put the hammer on his shoulder on the ground as soon as he entered the room, rushed over with a bang, squatted by the stove and kept rubbing his hands.

Cang Lang's mask was about to crack from the cold, he poured a cup of hot tea with trembling hands to drink.

"How to say?" Lin Hong asked them.

Tu Hongxue also lifted a stool and sat down by the fire, "Not too good, the snow is too heavy."

He looked worried, "If you can't go up the mountain, no one dares to go up rashly."

The snow-capped mountains were covered by heavy snow, the sky and the earth were white, no one went to search and rescue, and there was no possibility of surviving the village under the snow.

They knew this very well, so the purpose of this trip was to find the missing "Dao Wen" and "Le Ran", but they knew it well but no one said how slim the possibility of finding them was.

The group fell silent in the inn at the foot of the mountain.

There was only the crackling of the fire, and the whistling and raging wind and snow outside.

"Damn it! 'Dao Wen' did that red guy get kicked in the head by a donkey? He came here to hide!" Zhao Ganglong stood up and kicked a stool, "Squeak——".He was obviously too worried, holding back all the way.

"Hey!" The shopkeeper quickly stopped him, "If you kick it badly, you will lose money!"

"Money is money, money is money, there are so many people in the mountains who are uncertain, why are you not in a hurry!" Zhao Ganglong yelled at him.

Shouted by the loud voice, the shopkeeper was taken aback, and beeped softly: "Natural disasters can't be avoided..."

Zhao Ganglong kicked the stool again.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened.

Zhao Ganglong looked at him, "Why are you staring! If you really kick it and break it, I will pay you! Our boss has plenty of money!"

Lin Hong: "..."

Hearing that someone lost money, the shopkeeper ignored him.

Cang Lang hugged his arms, his brows ached, "You kick the stool for nothing! Save yourself some effort!"

"It saves energy and there is no place to use it!" Zhao Ganglong looked at Bai Xue outside the window with his hips akimbo.

Tu Hongxue looked at Lin Hong, ready to listen to him.

Lin Hong leaned against the wall in the corner, frowning, and lowered his head to play with the wooden handle in his hand.

Frozen red fingertips pinched the wood carving.

The carving of this wooden handle is not meticulous, it was cut out with a big knife, and it is vaguely recognizable as an individual.

This is what he caught a glimpse of at the market by chance, and he felt that such a big and crude thing had some charm.

Lin Hongyang threw the wooden handle into the fire.

Sparks fly.

The tongue of fire licked it in an instant, the fire was too fierce, it couldn't stand it, it was helpless, it could only allow itself to turn black, burn, and make a "beep" sound.

until it was reduced to ashes.

Really, natural disasters can't stop it.

Lin Hong sighed, "Wait for the snow to stop. If you can't bear it, rushing into the mountains is a dead end. Don't compete with God at this time."

The heavy snow stopped in the early morning of the second day.

The heaven and the earth are in a chilling whiteness, as if the beginning of time, the beginning of the heaven and the earth.

Tu Hongxue, Cang Lang, and Zhao Ganglong are about to enter the mountain with a group of bodyguards.

"The boss is waiting for us at the foot of the mountain!"

"Yes!"

"Let's just go."

……

A group of people persuaded Lin Hong.

"If you say we'll go together, we'll go together." Lin Hong looked at Tiansi Snow Mountain and breathed on his hands, "I want to visit the village, so I don't hold back."

"Boss Lin, don't say that," Cang Lang said, "We don't think you're slowing down, but we're afraid of being unsafe."

Zhao Ganglong's wristband was on Lin Hong's neck, "Cut! What are you afraid of! Let's go together! If there is anything wrong, I will carry the leader and send him down the mountain safely!"

It's funny to think about that.Lin Hong smiled, and patted his hand away, "Whoever asks you to carry it, I will run fast if something happens."

Zhao Ganglong burst out laughing when he heard it.

Lin Hong: "..." I was so offended that...

Cang Lang bumped Zhao Ganglong with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Why are you supporting me! If something happens, beware of 'Night Breeze' cutting you."

Zhao Ganglong: Shit.

In the end, they failed to persuade Lin Hong.

Facing the gray sky behind, Tiansi Snow Mountain stood still, watching the sorrow and joy of the world with cold eyes.

On the snow-white ground, a black spot slowly moved up the mountain.

Looking closer, it was a group of escorts of different heights, fat and thin, with hammers and swords, and various weapons.

Lin Hong was caught in it, out of place.

The further up the mountain, the colder it gets. The air-conditioning chokes into the nostrils, the top of the head hurts, and the lungs are about to freeze.

Lin Hong lowered his head and buried the lower half of his face in his collar.

The snow is very thick, and it will sink a little when you step on it. The sound of stepping on the snow is "creak, creak", and it is not easy to walk.

Along the way, Lin Hong's attention was all on his feet.

An arm suddenly lay across his face.

Turning his gaze to the side, it was Tu Hongxue.

Cang Lang, Zhao Ganglong and the group of people behind them also stopped, with their hands on their weapons and their eyes fixed on the front.

"There are footsteps." Tu Hongxue whispered.

As he spoke, he exhaled hot air, a white mist.

Lin Hong followed his gaze.

After a while, a tall figure came out from behind the snow-covered boulder.

Like a gust of extremely cold wind, wrapped around a sharp blade.

The person came with messy black hair, stubble, and a black cloak that swayed on the ground. He held a palm-wide black knife in his hand. The sharp blade made a "clank" sound, as if screaming and roaring.

A pair of eyes glanced at them, those eyes were bloodshot and cruel, like the eyes of a hungry beast, hating the world, biting fate, and wanting to choose people to eat.

This is an angry and embarrassed ghost.

"Fuck! 'Dao Wen'!" Zhao Ganglong shouted.

The bodyguards were all in a commotion.

"What? You and Shen Leran broke up!?" Zhao Ganglong threw his hammer on the ground.

"Shen Leran" is the name of "Leran Mountain Man".

"The Sword Asks the Cold Mountain" Wu Heng rubbed the center of his brows with trembling hands.

Five days had passed since the group of them arrived at the foot of Tiansi Snow Mountain non-stop from the south of the Yangtze River. Calculated, almost seven days had passed since the avalanche.

This is probably more ominous...

Seeing Wu Heng's state of being on the verge of collapse, they didn't express their thoughts.

Shen Leran and Wu Heng are both men, but they are notoriously affectionate couples.

You know, back then, Wu Heng slashed the heroes of the "Hanshan Sect" who was known as the "No. [-] Martial Sect in the World" for Shen Leran, and that's how "Blade Asking Hanshan" came about.

"Blade Asking Cold Mountain" has lived in seclusion in recent years, and Lin Hong has heard of his name for a long time and has not seen him for a long time. Today, under such circumstances, he was able to see him.

Looking at Wu Heng up close, he is handsome with bold cuts, slightly protruding browbones, connected to a straight nose, close-set brows and eyes, and looks extraordinarily deep and mature.His cheeks are slightly sunken and he has stubble.

Full of masculinity.

At this time, the madness in his eyes was more terrifying than the storm of the previous few days.

"I have admired your name for a long time." Lin Hong said.

Wu Heng glanced at him.

This person is in a hurry and has no time to talk nonsense with me.Lin Hong thought.The words were also concise and to the point: "Lin Hong. He runs an escort agency." He pointed to the people around him, "They can help you find people."

"Conditions?" Wu Heng's voice was extremely low.Somebody can't wait for help.

Lin Hongyuan glanced at the ruins of the village, "Whatever."

The crowd scattered in twos and threes, wanting to find a person whose life or death was uncertain in the vast snow-capped mountains.

Lin Hong estimated the approximate location, and stood in front of the village buried deep under the snow.

A drab white.

It is unbelievable that there used to be a village here, and the villagers guarded the land of the times and endured the wind and snow.

"I don't want to dig." Tu Hongxue naturally followed Lin Hong. At this moment, he was very afraid that his boss would say "start digging."

Lin Hong: "..."

It has been buried for seven days, can it still survive if it is dug out and thawed?

It's a bit embarrassing, just come and have a look.

Lin Hong put his frozen red hand to his mouth and blew hot air. He took a step forward, and his foot sank, and the snow directly swallowed his knee.

I forgot, where the avalanche has passed, the snow has to be much thicker...

Lin Hong pulled out his own foot, but sank a little more.

"Give me a hand..." Lin Hong said to Tu Hongxue.

There was no sound behind him.

Lin Hong had a bad forecast. Looking back, he saw Tu Hongxue's figure in the vast snow field.

No way, no way, I entered the place of resentful ghosts again...

Silently, Lin Hong reached out and dug the snow around his feet, hoping to pull out his feet, holding the snow in his hands, it was freezing to the bone.

Digging a little bit and sinking a little bit, I can't get myself out...

Where is Wan Guchuan?

Lin Hong looked around, but unfortunately there was only white snow and the sound of howling wind.

My feet were numb from the cold, and my hands were too cold to feel numb.

Fuck...don't freeze yourself to death here...

Just as Lin Hong was thinking, a hurricane suddenly blew in!

His eyes were squinted by the wind, and the thick white fox fur on his body was blown up and down by the wind.

The snow on the ground was rolled into the air!

The snow was swept away bit by bit, and the villages under the snow were exposed bit by bit.

Gray tile roofs, white walls, windows and yards.

It is a continuous area, arranged in random order according to the terrain of the cliff behind.

The dark rocks at the bottom of the cliff were also exposed.

The snow at Lin Hong's feet was also blown away, and he sank little by little, stepping on the ground covered with thin snow.

The wind had died down, and the morning was cold and clear, and the air was so clean it was almost holy.

A warm temperature wafted from the village not far ahead, and a few wisps of cooking smoke rose.

Things in this world happen in this village.

It seems that the avalanche that buried the village was not that simple.

Lin Hong's feet were stiff, and he walked towards the village.

As he got closer, he saw a tall black figure standing in front of him.

Suddenly I wanted to laugh - some people are really busy.

Wan Guchuan was still wearing autumn single clothes suitable for the southern climate, and looked sideways at Lin Hong who came over to wrap himself into a ball.

Lin Hong smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Is it cold?"

Wan Guchuan didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to take the hand hanging by his side into it.

Lin Hong was startled, Wan Guchuan's hand was very warm, even a little hot against his frozen red hand.

A burst of numbness rushed up from his hand, and his heartbeat increased sharply.

Wan Guchuan held his other hand in his own, looked at him with a pair of pitch-black handsome eyes, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you been playing in the snow?"

"I..." Lin Hong was stunned, his heart was beating unbelievably fast, wow... such a thing...

"Who...who played in the snow? Isn't he stupid?" Lin Hong withdrew his hand and pushed him, "Go into the village quickly, do you want to be frozen to death in single clothes?"

Lin Hong looked at his hand, Gu Yunshu's words came to mind again.

Isn't it because of good looks?

Could it be... that I still like him?

This is a man, is it that kind of like?How can it be? !

A strange phenomenon not seen in 23 years.

Impossible.

Lin Hong wanted to prove Gu Yunshu's nonsense.

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Note 1: "Siberia" means "a peaceful place". The name comes from the Mongolian "Xipor" (dirt, muddy place). In ancient times, Siberia was a muddy place. The Mongolian ancestors who lived here used the terrain He took a name for this place, and when the Russians came, they transliterated it as "Siberia", and some people think that the name "Siberia" originated from the Xianbei people.

Note 2: "Erya·Shitian"