Walking through the courtyard, Chen Song walked out of the temple gate depressedly, he understood that the master in the side hall was as unreliable as the gang of gods with sunglasses in the streets and alleys, but after all, he found a string of transfer beads, which made him feel more at ease.

People die and birds face the sky, immortal birds face forward, what is the future of love, anyway, I am a salted fish, even if I am unlucky, I turn myself over, it is also a salted fish, so what are you afraid of?

He walked slowly as he pondered in his mind, and after he had walked down the steps, a child was a toddler and staggered awkwardly to him.

At this moment, very suddenly, a ball of lightning the size of a baseball appeared!

This is not the first time Chen Song has seen ball lightning, he encountered it when he was working in the grassland, so he still remembers the relevant knowledge about ball lightning:

This is an unknown ball of strong air ions, which carries a huge amount of energy and has a relatively stable wrap. When a conductor upsets its equilibrium, it neutralizes with the surrounding air and releases a huge amount of energy......

For a moment, Chen Song was stunned: Was the transfer bead or the bad luck bead he just wore? In the past, at most, he was bitten and scolded by cats and dogs, but how could he be bombarded by thunder this time? It's over, the salted fish is going to die salted fish!

The thought flashed through him, and he thought of running for his life.

But when it encounters ball lightning, you can't run in a hurry, Chen Song knows that it has the characteristic of feeling the changes in the airflow and changing the trajectory of movement, and knows that this small ball has a big heart to chase the wind freely, so it is best to avoid it slowly when encountering ball lightning.

As he dodged, he bent down to try to save the child with him.

But the plan was not as fast as the change, and the ball lightning seemed to feel the change in the air flow brought by his bending down, and accelerated violently towards them.

To make matters worse, the young child next to him thought it was a small leather ball, and reached out to touch it ignorantly.

Chen Song was stunned, he subconsciously stretched out his big hand to hold the child's little hand and wanted to pull it back, but at this moment, the ball lightning struck up, hitting the back of his right hand......

For a while, the white light flashed, Chen Song's heart sank, the old cow took the calf to have fun and played with the calf!

The survival instinct controlled his brain, and he didn't care to see what was happening or what would happen to him, so he simply picked up the child and ran to the side!

At this time, an old lady's wail sounded not far away: "Human traffickers! Human traffickers have robbed people! Arrest human traffickers!"

This temple hidden in the mountains is an ancient temple, famous far and near, and believers are weaving.

Hearing the call for arresting the traffickers, more than a dozen people gathered at once:

"Dog Day traffickers eat a people's iron fist!"

"Everybody, get out of the way of my foot stink, let me step on him!"

"Don't call the police and kill him! Then get a general teacher at the medical school under the mountain!"

Punches and kicks seem to come from all directions, especially the big man who is coming, his fist is the biggest, the most fierce, and the most murderous!

Chen Song's back suddenly broke out with two layers of sweat, one was white hair sweat, and the other was also white hair sweat!

He knew that the current situation was chaotic and that explanations were futile, so he rushed to the big man as soon as possible, stuffed the child into his arms, and changed his voice and shouted: "Seeing your dignified appearance, you look like a dog, but I didn't expect it to be a human trafficker!"

The murderous eyes immediately converged on Dahan, and Dahan shouted in horror: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense......"

Men, women, young people, young people, and old people flocked to the temple, and Chen Song took advantage of the chaos to squeeze out the crowd and enter the temple violently, wanting to ask the old monk for an explanation.

Chen Song rushed straight to the side hall, but there was no one in the side hall, only a door opened in the corner of the wall, and when he saw this, he walked over quickly.

Behind the door is a small secret room, and a bald young man is singing happily: "You say mouth toot, toot toot, toot toot, toot and you will come back...... A, Amitabha, why did you come back?"

The bald young man turned around and saw Chen Song standing at the door, and quickly stopped and sang with his hands together.

Looking at the young man's red face, looking at his vigorous spirit, and then looking at the set of white beards and two long white eyebrows on the table in the secret room, Chen Song gritted his teeth and asked, "It turns out that this is how the crane hair and the boy face came from?"

The young monk was a bachelor, and after discovering that Chen Song had detected his deception, he immediately pushed open the small window of the secret room and ran out.

Looking at the monk's vigorous posture like a dog, Chen Song was dumbfounded: This thing is really fast enough, has he practiced the 100-meter hurdles?

He took three steps and two steps to chase to the window and shouted: "Hey, you are stupid, can you run the temple with the monk?"

"Lao Tzu's temple is not here, stupid you!" came an arrogant laugh in the air.

The side hall is located in the corner of the temple, and outside the window is the barren mountains and mountains, and the young monk does have the vigor of a dog, and he has run away.

Chen Song returned to the table in a huff, and on the table there was a large lunch box in addition to fake beards and eyebrows, which contained steaming various green vegetables and a fragrant rice.

He gathered up the things on the table and was about to go to the temple host to ask for an explanation, when he picked up the lunch box in his right hand, his eyes suddenly saw a scar on the back of his hand: a scar the size of a tennis ball.

There is no doubt that this scar is related to the ball lightning just now, so he handed the lunch box to his left hand, and subconsciously raised his right hand to see the scar, and at the same time he couldn't help but think, where should he go to report this fake monk later?

As soon as this thought appeared, as he raised his right hand, a white light curtain suddenly appeared and enveloped his whole body, and at the same time, he felt a pain in his eyes from the strong light, and couldn't help but close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again-

It's all snow-white!

Snow, heavy snow, snow falling on the ground, snow is falling in the sky!

He stared around with wide eyes, the temple was gone, and he appeared on a snowy mountain, a barren mountain full of snow!

The environment changed suddenly, Chen Song was stunned, he hurriedly turned around, and then felt that one foot was low and one foot high, and the ground under his feet was hard and soft, which was different from the feeling of stepping on the snow.

In this way, he subconsciously lowered his head, and was stunned to see a person lying under his feet, and he had just stepped on someone......

In a panic, he hurriedly threw the lunch box on the snow and pulled the man out of the snow under his feet: "Hum hey, hey, hey!"

The man was a middle-aged man, dressed in a thin, tattered white robe, with a blue face and gray lips, and had frozen unconscious.

It was important to save people, so Chen Song hurriedly carried him on his back to find a place to take refuge from the cold.

There are many caves on the snow mountain, and the black caves are even more conspicuous under the white snow.

Thinking about the freezing conditions, he then went out and picked up the food that had been thrown in the snow.

It's cold and snowy outside, and the cave is windy and frosty.

The temperature was still very low, Chen Song estimated that this person's condition would not improve, he had to keep this person warm, so he took off his down jacket and prepared to put it on for him.

A cold wind blew in, carrying white snow, Chen Song shivered and hurriedly put on the down jacket......

There are dead trees on the mountain, and the bark of the dead branches under the snow is not damp, and it can be ignited.

Braving the cold wind and heavy snow, he ran out on tiptoe, shivered for some dead branches and bark, and returned to the cave with a shudder.

After all the hard work came back with firewood, he was suddenly stunned again: "I don't smoke, I don't have a fire!"

Looking at the middle-aged man who was as hard as frozen tofu, Chen Song stomped his feet, and had to take out his ancestral craft: drilling wood to make fire!

He found a wooden stick with a pointed tip, and drilled it against the block, but after drilling for a while, the tip of the stick was gone, but there was no spark to be seen!

"What the hell, my wrist strength is not enough for more than 20 years of being single?" Chen Song stomped his feet again, not angry, but frozen.

The road of drilling wood for fire was impossible, so he started to think of a way to learn the brains of "Middle School Physics" and "College Physics", and then he really thought of a good way: friction generates heat!

Earlier, he had picked up a piece of bark from the outside, and wrapped the rough side of the bark around the branch, but he turned the bark vigorously and rubbed it.

Just as he was in full swing, a voice sounded faintly: "......"

Chen Song was frightened when such a voice suddenly sounded in the quiet cave, but when he reacted, he was overjoyed: "Sir, are you awake?"

The middle-aged man did wake up with his eyes open, but he was still in bad condition, with a dead air on his face.

In the face of his inquiry, the middle-aged man weakly supported himself with his arm and wanted to get up, and when he saw this, Chen Song leaned over and helped him up.

During this time, the middle-aged man spoke a few more words. Here's the problem: Chen Song doesn't understand a word!

The middle-aged man also discovered this problem, he reached out and took it out in his arms, and then he didn't know what to take out and hold it in his hand, and stuffed another cold little thing into Chen Song's hand, and then he spoke again: "Benefactor, are you doing it?"

Chen Song opened his hand to look, but there was nothing in his hand, but he was suddenly able to understand what the middle-aged man said.

The middle-aged man continued, "Are you doing it?"

Without time to think about this strange change, he raised the bark in his hand and said, "I'm making a fire." ”

Looking at the dry bark that appeared beside him, the middle-aged man reluctantly raised his hand and shook it, and a red flame appeared on his palm......

Chen Song: o_O???