Carrying the wind and snow, all the way back to Songxue Village.

In a month's time, in addition to polishing swordsmanship, Jiang Ning also took the time to practice the "Cangmu Sword Diagram", although this physical body is not his own body, and practicing it will not help the body, but in terms of cultivation speed, as a catalogue of the second-class mental method, even in this world without aura, the internal force used to cultivate is ten million times stronger than the original cultivation method in this body.

At present, Jiang Ning's internal strength is still inferior to those ascetics in the Great Snow Mountain, after all, people have worked hard for decades, and no matter how great the advantage of the mental method is, it is impossible to catch up in a month, but compared to most of the rangers who have no door and no faction, the gap is not as big as before, and it is still possible to win one-on-one with the "Inch Swordsmanship", which is much more sophisticated than the most powerful swordsmanship in the world.

It's just that in front of Shen Bing, Jiang Ning has not shown too many changes, so in her eyes, Jiang Ning is still the Jiang Ning who is fancy, but his internal strength is mediocre.

When the two returned to Songxue Village, it was already evening, and the village was quiet and panicked, and the doors and windows of every house were closed, for fear of being accidentally caught by the evil on the mountain.

When I unlocked the door and entered the door, everything in the stone house was there, and it was obvious that the 'front teeth' incident had made those villagers learn to behave.

After hastily finishing the meal, Shen Bing led Jiang Ning to a small mound not far from the village.

The snow on the ground reflected the sky, and the luminosity was not too low, at least at close range, I could see clearly.

A cold wind blew, and the girl tightened her wolfskin robe, pointed ahead, and said, "Oh, this is it." ”

The snow on top of the mound was also thick, but the uneven surface of the snow, which had ellipsoidal bulges at intervals, showed that beneath the snow was a large pile of mounds.

"Those sick and dead dogs, cows, and families that have died but can't afford coffins, so they all find a place here to dig a pit and bury them, and the physiognomist is not a local, and he died in the village, and he must have been buried here. ”

"Let's go, let's go back. Jiang Ning said suddenly.

The girl was puzzled: "Don't look at the corpse of the physiognomy master?"

"If the master is alive, I have a lot of things I want to ask him, is he dead, in fact, there is not much difference between seeing and not seeing, mainly for you. ”

"Show me?"

"Well," Jiang Ning said: "But maybe there are some other things found on that corpse, and it doesn't hurt to take a look, but I'm a little tired after trekking again and again today, and I'm too lazy to dig snow and find pits, and go back to rest for one night first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Oh," the girl replied with some confusion, and followed Jiang Ning back to the stone house.

Jiang Ning naturally didn't really say that he wanted to go back because he was tired.

Looking for the grave, just catch a person in the village and ask clearly, those villagers who have just knocked out their front teeth must still vaguely remember the painful lesson of that day, if Jiang Ning asks him, forgive those people and dare not disobey.

The reason why he suddenly wanted to go back was because he had just walked to this mound

On top of that, a new memory suddenly appeared in my mind.

Of course, these memories are not his own, but belong to this body in the trial of the Mirror Sea.

Hurriedly returning to the stone house, Jiang Ning sat down cross-legged in his room.

The obscure memories in my mind are like a vivid picture, slowly spreading out.

In a dark, closed, windowless room, a thin boy was rummaging through a bookshelf full of copywriting, and soon he found a codex in one of the thick stacks of copywriting on the shelf.

The content on the codex was blurred, as if it was shrouded in a fog, and only a few words could still be seen clearly, and Jiang Ning read them in turn.

Zishantuo Village, Shuoji Pavilion, Luo Mingyuan, Qingwei Gang, extinguishing the door.

As soon as the picture turned, the young man lay silently in the snow, and looked at the surrounding environment, there was no doubt that it was Cedar Plain.

A mile ahead, there was a team of about twenty or thirty people, all dressed in white clothes like snow, and even their heads were wrapped in white cloths.

The boy followed the men all the way through half a cedar forest.

I followed the gang around the woods, and when I came to the ice field, I suddenly lost it.

The search was fruitless, and the boy was about to go back when he ran into a young man who was attacked by a white bear, and the new memory came to an abrupt end.

Jiang Ning smiled a little helplessly, the new memory is a little hint, but there is no word in the whole memory, and the important part is secretive, it is not real, and it is not of great value.

It's just that the things he saw somewhat coincided with some of his own guesses, which also indirectly convinced Jiang Ning of his thoughts.

"Knock knock!" came from the mountain again with an eerie banging sound.

In the entire Songxue Village, the people who were hiding in the quilt but not asleep were full of fear in their hearts at this moment.

"Knock knock," strange voices rang out together, this time, it was a knock on the door outside.

Jiang Ning got up to open the door, and it was naturally Shen Bing who was standing outside the door.

"This big night..."

The girl hugged Jiang Ning's arm all of a sudden, and said aggrievedly: "This voice is panicked, I'm a little scared alone, can I stay with you for a while, just for a while!"

Jiang Ning gently patted the girl's shoulder to show comfort, and then smiled: "What's wrong, come in." ”

The two of them had lived together in the same cave for so long before, and it didn't hurt to let Shen Bing come to him for one night, anyway, he had planned to cultivate internal strength for a while, so he simply let the girl sleep on his bed, while he found a thick linen cloth as a futon and meditated on the ground next to the bed.

There were no candles in the room, although it was close, but in fact, no one could see anyone, the girl got into the quilt, quietly turned sideways, faced the direction of Jiang Ning, opened her eyes, and tried to find the silhouette of the other party in the darkness ahead.

Jiang Ning was immersed in cultivation, but he didn't care too much about it

Some details.

Shen Bing was different, in the dark, she moved to the side of the bed little by little, little by little, until she could clearly hear Jiang Ning's steady breathing, then she felt a little relieved, closed her eyes with satisfaction, and fell asleep.

The night sank like water and flowed quietly, and more than an hour passed quickly.

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

The strange voice sounded again, this time it was much louder than the previous two times.

Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes.

The girl's body trembled, and she sat up straight from the bed in shock, groping in a panic, until she was sure that Jiang Ning was still by her side, and then she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

That voice didn't come from Zituo Mountain.

It was a knock on the door outside the stone house!

(End of chapter)