Mu Xi

The snow stopped, and everything was still in this snow-white world. The snow wolf corpses were lying on the ground in disorder. Master cut off a wolf's leg and buried the rest of the wolf corpse in the snow. He walked towards the mountain. Putting his hands together in the depths, he knelt down and kowtowed a long head, pious and compassionate, the master is like a god at this time.Mu Xi watched quietly, and the corners of his eyes became moist, "Master", Mu Xi called out silently.

The master turned his head, and with the bloody wolf legs still on his shoulders, he walked up to Mu Xi and stretched out his hand, pulled Mu Xi up from the ground, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "If you lie down again, it will probably take a while Master will have to bury you with Snow Wolf."

There is no hot spring in the cave, Master lied to Mu Xi, Master asked Mu Xi: "Master lied to you, will you be angry with Master?"

Mu Xi shook his head. If Master hadn't said that there was a hot spring in the cave, Mu Xi might not have worked so hard. He smiled shyly like a child: "Master, thank you."

The master rubbed Mu Xi's hair, and then found a casserole from under a stone with familiarity, and pulled out some dry firewood from the side. There was a strong smell of wolf dung in the cave, and everything was covered with wolf fur. The master shook off the wolf hair, skillfully cleaned the pot, boiled the water, cleaned up the wolf legs neatly, and roasted them over and over again. Mu Xi watched all this silently. It seemed that the master had been here countless times. Can't help but ask: "Master, every time you come, do you have to fight the wolf once?"

The master smiled: "This is the first time I have encountered wolves here. The wolves are constantly migrating. Food is scarce on the snow-capped mountains. If the wolves have no food, they will go to the next place." Humans rely on wisdom to survive, and so do wolves. We live in the same world, but we also live in different worlds. Mu Xi, Master is just a small human being on the snow-capped mountains."

Mu Xi nodded, and swallowed his saliva looking at the half-cooked meat, Master, you are a hero, he secretly thought.

After eating the meat, people became warm from top to bottom. Mu Xi huddled together with Master. He stared at the few strands of half-white hair on the side of Master's temples, dazed. Master always looked slovenly. With knotted beards, chapped lips, and tattered cotton clothes, Mu Xi sometimes has an illusion. He thinks that the master is not like this, what should the master look like? He has a rough outline in his heart, but Never remember.

"Master, can you tell me your past story?" Mu Xi asked this question more than once. The master always just smiled and didn't answer. He didn't understand why the master didn't marry a The mother-in-law gave birth to a child, but she had to risk time and time again to go deep into the snow-capped mountains alone, and there was also a strange Lama Temple on the mountainside.

The master looked at Mu Xi and smiled, but this time, he said, "Master's lover died on the snow mountain many years ago, and the master can't leave the snow mountain anymore."

The master's voice was very hoarse, and he didn't speak for a long time. Mu Xi thought that the master was crying, but when he looked up, he found that the master was smiling. The master's gaze stopped in the distance. , I can't see anything, Mu Xi thought, Master's lover must be a good-looking person.

Mu Xi fell asleep, and the master's embrace was very warm. For a moment, he would secretly feel that the master was his father, a father who was closer than his own father.

The master looked at Mu Xi's sleeping face. He was a very energetic young man who stood taller than him. Although he was not good-looking, he was very brave. He must be able to marry a beautiful wife in the future. The master touched Mu Xi. Xi's hair, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, fell on the ground, and instantly froze into small ice cubes, Mu Xi, live well.

When Mu Xi woke up the next day, it was already daylight. He stood up and stretched his muscles and bones. His whole body was in pain, and the scars left by fighting with the wolves were a wild reminder of his record. There were still a few sparks burning, Mu Xi patted his forehead, ah, Master didn’t wake him up at night, probably he didn’t sleep all night, Mu Xi washed his face with snow, looked for Master everywhere, Master sat on a stone, The stone was covered with snow. The master piled the snow aside, revealing the smooth surface of the stone. The master's back was very thin. Mu Xi saw that the master had changed into a cotton coat. Mu Xi didn't pay attention to where the master got the cotton coat, because Master turned his head away. Master's hair was combed meticulously and his beard was shaved. Mu Xi had never seen such a good-looking person.

"Master, you?"

"Why, the master just changed his outfit, it seems to scare you."

Mu Xi walked over and didn't know where to move his hands. He opened his mouth again, stammering, "Master, Master, are you going to marry a wife?" smell.

The master took out a pipe from his waist, tapped Mu Xi's head, pointed to a vast expanse of snow and said to Mu Xi, "Mu Xi, look, the snow lotus is blooming."