As the lights in one room were lit up and extinguished, Lian Jianghe felt that his heart was getting colder and colder, if he still had a heart.

As Lin Jianghe crossed most of the village, his barely recovered soul was already crumbling, as if it would disappear in the next moment in the bleak cold wind.

Finally, when Lin Jianghe saw that the light in the last room was turned on and then extinguished again, Lin Jianghe knew that this time Zhang Ming would definitely die.

Unless there is a miracle to come.

Suddenly, Lin Jianghe's gaze turned to the City God Temple at the end of the village, and muttered to himself.

Maybe there will be a miracle.

In an instant, Lin Jianghe's figure disappeared into the air.

Originally, they had always worshiped the mountain gods, but it was when the older generation was still there.

At that time, the incense of the mountain temple was vigorous, and although the temple was as clean as new, although the tables were all game from some farmers, it was also full, and there were countless sacrifices during festivals.

However, all this changed dramatically after the Li family business came to this remote village.

Gradually, people no longer went to the mountain temple to worship, but began to exchange the game they brought with the people of the Li family's business, and no longer went to the mountain temple for help when they were in trouble. Instead, they will seek the help of those who can practice.

Year after year, day after day.

The mountain temple became dilapidated, and the incense was no longer at its peak.

And the mighty sculpture of the mountain god in the past has also become tattered.

With the gradual death of the older generation, the smell of incense will no longer come out of the mountain temple on weekdays, only the village chief who is still the old man will choose to go to the temple for a few hours during the New Year's Festival.

Now there are only two believers in the mountain temple

When those two men die, the mountain god will die with them.

And today a new guest came to the mountain temple, and it was a divine thought that fell straight into the mountain temple that looked a little dilapidated on the outside.

"Sycamore ......"

In the ruined temple, a little girl in a red jacket woke up from a dream late at night.

The words of a middle-aged man kept echoing in his ears.

The little girl in the red jacket glanced at the sculpture in the mountain temple, and the man in the dream looked very much like the sculpture of the mountain god, which made the little girl in the red jacket convinced!

The little girl in the red jacket took away the tattered quilt from her body, jumped off the table, and habitually stuffed it under the feet of the mountain god who had long lost her incense.

However, the little girl in the red jacket realized that the mountain god had spoken to her in a dream, and was afraid that she would make the mountain god angry by doing so, so she folded her hands and kowtowed respectfully in front of the mountain god's sculpture.

After doing all this, the little girl in the red jacket hid her broken cotton wool in a hole at the foot of the mountain god, which was originally a cave where a bunch of rats once lived.

But because no one has been here in the mountain temple for a long time, even the mice can't live here, so the little girl in the red jacket turned the pit into a place for herself to hide things.

"Grandpa Mountain God, I'm leaving. ”

Again, under the dilapidated futon, the little girl respectfully kowtowed three times to the tattered sculpture of the mountain god on the stage.

Then he walked to the side of the mountain temple and picked up the tools he used to go up the mountain every day. It was a large basket, a small hat, and a short medicine shovel.

The young girl in the red jacket relied on these tools to go up the mountain alone, collect some medicinal herbs to exchange some food with her aunt, and later after being driven out by her aunt, the little girl in the red jacket took these things to the mountain temple and lived.

At this time, the wind and snow outside are still the same

But when the little girl in the red jacket opened the door, a cold cold wind instantly blew into the entire mountain temple along the crack in the door, and the cold wind made the little girl in the red jacket shiver.

She clenched the medicine shovel in her hand and looked at the dark and cold ice and snow outside in confusion.

It was as if a giant beast had opened its bottomless jaws and devoured everyone who wanted to invade their territory.

At this time, the little girl in the red jacket was already afraid, and entering the mountain in such a snowstorm could kill those adults, not to mention a little girl in the red jacket who was so weak and weak.

On top of that, some of the signs on the mountain trail on weekdays will inevitably be covered up in the cold wind and snow, and even some trap signs will be covered by the wind and snow.

This is also the reason why the villagers do not dare to go up the mountain easily.

If you're not careful, you'll get lost in a trap or freeze to death in a blizzard.

The little girl in the red jacket in a shabby cotton jacket hesitated for a moment, then turned her head to look at the sculpture of the mountain god.

Finally, he reached out and opened the door of the mountain temple.

The cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew unscrupulously into this dilapidated mountain temple, so that the only trace of warmth left in the mountain temple was also blown away.

The little girl in the red jacket tightened the worn-out hat on her head, stepped out of the mountain temple, and then walked towards the distant forest with a deep and shallow sound, leaving a series of small footprints behind her.

The cold wind continued to pour into the neck of the little padded jacket girl, so that the little girl who went up the mountain against the wind felt that she had fallen into the cold pool of ice water for a while.

The little girl's teeth were chattering, and she held a medicine shovel in one hand and a long wooden stick in the other, cautiously testing the land ahead for traps.

In this case, the little girl couldn't recognize the road ahead at all, whether it was the direction that the mountain god in her dream said, but at this moment, the little girl in the red jacket had no way out.

The blizzard whistled over the forest, and the ravines where the little girl in the red coat walked out in the snow were soon buried by the endless wind and snow.

There was a white expanse in front of him, and a white expanse behind him.

The little girl went to the plane tree with great difficulty.

This time, even Jiang He couldn't imagine it, and no one was willing to go up the mountain after looking for the whole thing, but it was this little girl in a red jacket who didn't even have hope for Lin Jianghe, who braved the wind and snow to go up the mountain overnight.

At this time, Lin Jianghe didn't know what to say.

Because for this little girl in the red jacket, the next journey will be even more dangerous, because he will not only have to go down the mountain by himself, but also take a dying fellow down the mountain with him.

The slightest carelessness caused the two of them to freeze to death in the mountains.

At this moment, the little girl in the red jacket has already come to the plane tree where Zhang Ming is unconscious, and Lin Jianghe, whose soul is attached to the little girl in the red jacket at this moment, is also in a state of exhaustion.

Lin Jianghe exhausted his last strength, and then said in the ear of the little girl in the red jacket.

"Under the sycamore tree, save people!"