I looked at the entrance to the cave, and it was a good thing it was a slope.

So I didn't hesitate and jumped in.

The moment I entered, the door made a deep sound and merged again.

I hurriedly took out the flashlight that Wang Wushuang had prepared for me in advance, and cautiously followed behind Wang Wushuang.

As we went deeper, the surrounding space began to expand.

The road, which had to be bent over at first, became wider.

But one thing caught my attention, the walls around me began to glow white as they deepened.

Soon the entire passage was filled with this light, and there was no need for a flashlight to illuminate it.

I touched it curiously, and found that the piece of wall I was touching with my palm suddenly darkened, and when I took it away, it slowly lit up again.

"Wang Wushuang, what is on this wall, how can it still be bright?" I beckoned to Wang Wushuang not far away.

He paused to look at it, and then said. "Oh, that's snowman droppings, and the main danger for our purpose this time. They have a strange hobby of painting feces on walls. ”

"And their droppings have special bacteria that emit this pale blue light, and I guess the snowman likes to use this kind of bacteria for lighting. ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier. I looked at the wetness of my hand, and I felt a little sick to my stomach, and I couldn't help but wipe it on the ground.

"Let's go. He ignored me and walked on.

As the cave deepened, I gradually heard a monkey-like roar.

And as I got closer, I could clearly feel that some powerful evil qi was rushing towards me.

The most extreme one has actually reached the evil spirit.

"Get out the snakeskin we prepared! Wang Wushuang also felt the breath.

When we came to Hanyu Mountain before, we bought some snake skins.

I hurriedly took the snakeskin out of my backpack.

Wang Wushuang continued: "Remember not to panic when the time comes, just act according to the opportunity." ”

"Good. I agreed.

The moment I took out the snake skin, I felt the breath that was rapidly approaching suddenly froze, and then stopped, as if I was wondering something.

But they slowly approached.

Soon through the light on the wall, I saw something humanoid appear in the distance.

Their hair is white, and their entire body is covered almost everywhere except their face.

"Is this a snowman? It looks like the snowman in the story I heard when I was a kid. I sighed secretly.

But these guys aren't fairy tales, they're evil spirits.

Then, as Wang Wushuang asked, I threw the snake skin at the snowman not far away.

The white snowmen immediately rushed to grab it, and the snakeskins that were thrown on the ground were snatched up almost instantly.

Some of the snowmen, who had grabbed more snakeskins, roared excitedly.

Sending out "Ahh Voice.

"They seem to like snakeskin. I saw the scene in front of me and asked Wang Wushuang.

After all, it was not the first time for Wang Wushuang to come, and explained: "Although snakeskin is not very common for us, it is not difficult to get one. ”

"But it's very rare for a snowman, and it's not an exaggeration to say it's a treasure. ”

"Due to their special physique, usually when the snowman is sick, no matter how big or small, it can be recovered by relying on a piece of snow lotus, and it will take a little longer at most, but they will recover. ”

"There is only one disease that they can't do anything about, and it can't be cured by Snow Lotus. ”

"Oh, what's ailment?" I asked, curious.

"I don't know what humans call it, but the snowmen call it snow sickness. Almost as long as a snowman gets this disease, he will die, so he is super afraid of this disease. ”

"What does that have to do with these snakeskins?" I asked, and then something came to mind. "You mean ......"

"That's right. Wang Wushuang took over and nodded. "Snakeskin is the only thing that can cure this disease, so you get the idea. ”

I see, something that is common to us and us, but extremely precious to them.

"So what are we going to do next?" I asked.

"Follow them, and they'll take you to their patriarch, and we'll talk about that later. ”

Before I could finish speaking, one of the snowmen came over and grabbed me.

I tried to struggle down and walk by myself, but was interrupted by Wang Wushuang. "You don't have to struggle, these guys don't have good brains, and if you annoy them, something will happen. ”

I didn't dare to struggle when I heard this, so I had to obediently be carried by them and go deeper into the cave.

The snowmen were running so fast along the way that I almost wanted to vomit from the bumps, but I held back.

Soon I was taken to the depths of the cave, where the snowman lived.

I was really surprised by where the snowman lived.

They are much more civilized than I thought.

He even made houses out of ice bricks, just like the houses of the Eskimos in the Arctic.

These igloos are next to each other. A huge village was formed.

Maybe it's because they've never seen outsiders, and the snowmen in the room are looking at me curiously through the windows.

Some naughty little snowmen tried to come and play with me, but the snowman carrying me gave me an angry roar and shook back.

Soon I was carried to one of the largest houses in the middle of the village and thrown to the ground.

The snowmen roared and screamed at the big house, as if they were reporting something.

It didn't take long for a taller snowman to come out of it, and if the group of snowmen carrying me was big enough, then the one that came out of it was even taller.

It is four or five meters high.

It's like a house.

And this snowman is not an ordinary evil spirit, but also a resentful spirit!

When the snowmen outside saw it, they all knelt down, and it seemed that this was their leader.

Evil spirits rarely gather together, and only evil spirits in the form of animals and plants preserve this custom.

It came out and looked at me, and then exchanged something.

One of the snowmen carrying me took out the snakeskin I had just thrown at them, and respectfully resisted it.

The tall snowman took it, sniffed it, touched it, and then walked into the house with a snakeskin.

After a cup of tea, it came out again, followed by a thin and short snowman, holding a wooden stick, walking unhurriedly, and his whole face looked very old, and his face was covered with white beard.

The old snowman walked up to the tall snowman, turned his head to look at me, and then said slowly, "Hello, human. ”

"You speak the language of humans!" I looked at the emaciated snowman in disbelief.

This is the first time I've heard an evil spirit in the form of a plant or a plant speak to a human!!

Animal-animal and plant spirits must be able to speak human language, unless they reach a nightmare!

Could it be that this snowman in front of you is a nightmare!