The snowman can draw, and near the entrance to his lair, he opened an exhibition directly.

Zhou Lingshi felt unbelievable at first, and then he was shocked and even a little shocked.

After reading it at this time, he followed Lin Shuo and continued to walk forward, and his heart began to feel a little complicated again.

He has a blood feud with the snowman.

Because of his previous elder brother Zheng Nanshan, in his concept, he died at the hands of the snowman.

The elder brother is not bad for himself.

Although when Zhou Lingshi worshiped under Wu Tiannan's gate, Zheng Nanshan had been out of school for more than three years.

When he was studying art in the Wu family, Zhou Lingshi had only heard of this senior brother, but he had never met him, let alone had any friendship.

Later, he himself became a teacher, and the man was afraid of entering the wrong profession, and the mix became worse and worse.

It's not just him Zhou Lingshi, but also several brothers in the same sect, who didn't mix well, and most of them changed careers later.

There is only Zheng Nanshan, which is said to be active in the Himalayas, and it is very popular.

Zhou Lingshi was really out of luck at that time, so he brought a few brothers from his hometown to join this senior brother.

Originally, he didn't think too much, he just wanted to eat under the hands of the senior brother, and he didn't die of hunger.

As a result, the first time Zheng Nanshan saw Zhou Lingshi, the two sides reported to each other how many inches the threshold, what willows were in front of the door, and what flowers were behind the courtyard, which were exactly the same.

Seeing Zhou Lingshi, a fellow disciple, Zheng Nanshan was in his forties at the time, and when he talked about his mentor Wu Tiannan, this man cried like a tearful man.

He said that his livelihood was not honorable, and he was sorry for the painstaking cultivation of his old teacher.

When he understood Zhou Lingshi's situation, the senior brother gritted his teeth with red eyes, and as soon as he made a move, he was five gold bars, plus sixteen guns.

That's not all, he also gave up a large piece of land to Zhou Lingshi.

Since then, the southern slope of the Himalayas has been divided into two, with Zheng Nanshan in the east having the final say, and the west being his Zhou Lingshi.

Not to mention the senior brothers, even if they are the brothers of a compatriot, they may not be as authentic as Zheng Nanshan.

Therefore, this senior brother, even if Zhou Lingshi changes his master now, he will recognize it in his heart.

Sometimes when I think of this person in the middle of the night, my nose is sour.

He couldn't just die in vain, and die so badly.

Before leaving, he must take revenge and break the snowman who killed him into pieces.

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Now that Zhou Lingshi has changed to a famous teacher, with his master Lin Shuo here, he has entered this crypt together, and the matter of avenging his senior brother is actually nine out of ten.

But after seeing those murals, Zhou Lingshi's mind was a little messy.

First of all, this snowman, in terms of intelligence and behavior, is actually a person, not a beast as he used to think.

Secondly, he looked at the contents of the painting.

The blue-eyed woman was just talking and laughing with the master and the future master, but he didn't actually take it to heart.

But there was a painting before, he remembered, on which there were the corpses of nine snowmen.

The wound on the corpse, you can tell at a glance, it was a gunshot wound.

Poachers did it.

The Yeti tribe was almost wiped out by poachers.

At present, this snowman is left, and it may be the last one in the world.

I lived here for tens of thousands of years, but in the end I didn't run away. This thing, in fact, is almost dying.

The reason why it targets the hunters is also to avenge its own people.

In this way, this is actually retribution.

But no matter what, this snowman killed his senior brother, and Zhou Lingshi will definitely not let it go.

It's just that in my heart now, it's a little bit of a bad taste.

But he soon figured it out.

Anyway, it's the last one, how can you die and not die?

Dying in your own hands is better than dying of old age and sickness, at least not so badly.

Thinking like this, Zhou Lingshi followed Lin Shuo and walked a lot forward.

The torch in his hand was made on a temporary emergency just now, and the pine resin was not smeared much, and it was almost extinguished now.

Just now, Lin Shuo said that the snowman was waiting in front, but he had been walking for a while, and there was no movement.

So Zhou Lingshi asked, "Master, didn't you say that it was right in front? We have already walked three or four miles." ”

Lin Shuo didn't look back, still walked forward slowly, and said, "Just five minutes ago, you are currently standing on the ground, and the snowman has been there. ”

"Oh?" Zhou Lingshi asked, "So, it's running away?"

"It could be an escape, or it could be a lure. Lin Shuo said, "Actually, you also saw those paintings just now, and the dozen or so paintings in the middle on the right show that this snowman has very rich means to deal with us humans." We haven't fully figured out what is going on in this cave, so we can't rush and take our time. ”

"Hmm. Zhou Lingshi answered, and just wanted to say something, but found that Lin Shuo's figure suddenly stopped.

Zhou Lingshi almost didn't hit his head, and quickly stopped his figure, and before he could ask, he only heard Lin Shuo say quickly: "Nianqiu, listen!"

Zhou Lingshi turned his head again to look at A behind him

e, I saw that this woman had already put her side face on the wall of the cave.

"Something, approaching here. ”A

The first half of the sentence was very steady, and when he said the second half of the sentence, his voice suddenly rose a few points, "It's fast!"

With that, she put her hands in her pockets, and a pair of crimson leather gloves were already on them.

Zhou Lingshi turned his head and looked in front again, and found that Lin Shuo had also drawn an arrow and pinched it in his hand.

As an old hunter, Zhou Lingshi immediately woke up at this time, and his thinking was very clear.

The torch in his hand is about to be extinguished, the master and the master of the Su family are different from ordinary people, they can still fight in the dark, but they can't do it with the master of the Zhang family.

So instead of pulling out the dagger pinned to his waist, he took out his flashlight and twisted it to make sure there was light.

Hand the flashlight on your right hand to your left hand, hold the torch that is about to be extinguished but has not yet been extinguished in the palm of your left hand, and hold the flashlight between the fingers of your middle finger and ring finger.

After freeing his right hand, Zhou Lingshi leaned into his waist.

His right hand had just touched the hilt of the dagger, and he hadn't pulled it out yet, but he only heard Lin Shuo say quickly: "It's not a snowman!

Lin Shuo's warnings and instructions were concise and clear, and Zhou Lingshi understood it as soon as he heard it.

He stopped pulling out the dagger in his right hand, but pulled out the whale oil that was stuffed in his belt.

Then, the man was stunned.

Because he is currently holding a torch and a flashlight in his left hand, and now the situation has changed, but his left hand cannot move.

If he moves, the light will flicker, which is very taboo when the hunter is attacked, disturbing his own vision.

At the moment, all he can use is his right hand.

But the whale oil stuffed in his belt was given to him by Zhang Jin temporarily.

It's like a half-boiled egg cut through the shell, and you can take it out with your right hand, but you can't wipe it into your ears and eyes.

In fact, he usually knows the priority of this kind of thing.

This kind of knot, everything is empty, and it is most important to save your own life.

It's just that now the master he just recognized is in front of him, and he looks ahead with the light in his hand.

He didn't want to drop the chain.

As soon as the two thoughts in his mind fought, the whole person froze.

When I understand it again, it's too late.

Zhou Lingshi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

It's as if a hand is pinching your heart, slowly straining.

At the same time, he had a splitting headache, like two steel drills, drilling in from both ears and eyes.

I opened my mouth to shout, but I couldn't shout.

The whole person is so uncomfortable that he wants to roll on the ground, and he doesn't want to do anything else, and he can't do it.

Zhou Lingshi's heart was discouraged, and he thought it was over!

This is not the first time he has encountered such a situation.

Five years ago, he experienced it above the snow line at an altitude of more than 6,000 meters.

On that occasion, seventeen of his brothers died.

This experience was a nightmare for him that he did not dare to recall.

And now, a cold and unguarded nightmare has struck again.

The white-headed flying corpse is coming!

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