The road from Bei'an to the Silent Snow Field is indeed very simple, or rather a little tedious.

At least when Youchuan walked out of Bei'an Town twenty miles, Youchuan still thought so, because so far he hadn't encountered a second road, and it was nothing without a second road, but there wasn't even a road with a bend, which was really different from the outside world that Youchuan imagined.

This is the first time Han Youchuan has walked such a long distance, but there is a first time for everything, and there are more times of the first time, so I don't think there will be anything.

The road from Bei'an, in the extreme north of the Zhongzhou Continent, to the capital is so straight that you can walk it until you close your eyes.

Bei'an is located in the extreme north of the Zhongzhou mainland, but the snow field is still in the south of Zhongzhou, because Bei'an is remote, a road to Zhongzhou is enough.

This road is not an official road, it should be the road that the people who fled the war in the early years stepped on, there is no road in the world, and there are many people who walk, so it is naturally the road.

How could ordinary people have the idea of going to the capital from the distant and almost forgotten Bei'an, and how could the cultivators walk on the road.

Therefore, there is only Yuchuan on this road, and there is only one Yuchuan who has to go so far when he goes out for the first time.

Yukawa just followed the road all the way and kept going south.

It seems that if you walk, you will come to the silent snowfield of the extreme south.

It's so firm, it's that simple, the young man's heart is stubborn and stoic, and after walking alone for a long time, Beishan began to think more.

Walking and walking in Beishan, I began to regret it, regretting going back to get the inconspicuous little bell, although the thing is small, but the weight is really not light. I really can't figure out how the rotten and broken door frame can hold its weight.

No wonder no one came to steal it, it was so heavy, and if it was stolen, it would definitely not go far, so I thought about it for a while, and the little bell was a little heavier, especially when the snow was so heavy.

Carrying, carrying, resisting, with his head, Youchuan tried all the postures that could be used, and now he was hesitating to hold it in his mouth, but he remembered the first winter when he was very young, after the first snow, Lan Ruo lied to him that the bell was sweet, and encouraged him to lick it, but the tongue .. Youchuan couldn't help laughing, and even stuck out his tongue, the feeling of being stuck that time was still there, it's so good.

Woo Bah! Youchuan hurriedly dispelled the thought of holding it in his mouth. Well, when I think of Zui Youchuan, I feel the need to say a few words, and it's also great to say it to myself. "It's really enjoyable under the snow. Yukawa muttered as he walked. "I didn't meet anyone on the road, not all of them said that the outside world was bustling. Are the Immortal Edges flying around!

There are two Taoist priests in Bei'an Town occasionally, mostly in exchange for some food, and those Edgeworth Flying Men are in their mouths, as long as they go out of Bei'an, they are everywhere.

How can Youchuan's simple little heart withstand the boast of a lotus flower. The snow grew heavier, and Yukawa's footprints would be covered after he took two steps, but the goose-feathered snow was quiet, and there was no wind, just falling all over the sky and falling with the moonlight.

The straight road leads straight to Hukou Gorge, and after Hukou Gorge can be regarded as entering Zhongzhou in the real sense.

A marginal town like Bei'an is dispensable for this big Kunwu country.

"Hey, I'm tired of this. "Youchuan finally couldn't walk anymore, and when he walked to a forest, Yukawa decided to take a break and see if he could sleep by the way.

After all, it was night, and the sleep he slept during the day could not be confused with the sleep at night, and he didn't sleep long during the day, and he had to work hard to make the four flatbreads in his arms. While admiring his own creativity, yes, Kitayama only mentioned this practice when he heard that Mr. Storyteller was tired of what kind of dry food to carry for water, and then he succeeded at once.

Youchuan began to regret that he didn't dismantle his exclusive secret kang when he left, and cheapened the lazy monk for nothing.

Look at what you eat when Ben Xia is gone! Thinking that he has never seen an old monk cook, and thinking that even if he leaves Kang Pit to the old monk, he may not necessarily cook, Youchuan's psychology is much more balanced.

He stopped, found a tree in the woods that looked rather thick, and began to build a small shed, and by the way made a fire.

This forest is not small, and through this forest, it should be Zhongzhou.

Youchuan's ideas are always so self-righteous and simple, for Youchuan, who was born to go up the mountain to collect firewood, build a shed and make a fire, don't be too simple, okay.

Youchuan began to skillfully pick up firewood, cut branches, to be precise, and then he began to regret not bringing the firewood knife, as the distance became farther and farther, Youchuan felt that he still had a lot of luggage to carry, and it must have been the old monk who wanted to swallow the temple property alone to tell him that he had no luggage.

Hey, next time I go out, I must bring all the things, the first time I go out, I will go down, Youchuan comforted himself.

Well, the shed is erected, and it is quite good, a few thick and long trunks are staggered on the forks of the tree that are not high above the ground, and then a few layers of small branches are placed at random, and it is too easy to block the wind and rain, and it is still too easy to block the snow. Youchuan crossed his waist and looked at his results with satisfaction, and felt more and more that his decision to sleep in this forest was the right one.

Although he still hasn't felt cold, he is still drenched in snow and is uncomfortable. Sleep, you must be comfortable!So Youchuan started the next step, lighting a fire.

It seemed that he had seen the roaring flames, the soft and fragrant flatbread baked, and the boiling water full of bells. "It's still Ben Shaoxia and prescient, this bell is right!" said Yukawa as he watched with satisfaction as he watched silently hanging upside down from a tree branch stuffed with snow.

All that's left below is the ignition.

It seemed that he needed something to ignite the fire, and Yukawa suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to bring the fire fold.

Usually when he goes out, things like fire folds are all carried by Lan Ruo, and Youchuan is generally responsible for holding the firewood knife. "Why did I forget to take the fire fold!!" Thinking of the fire fold, Youchuan felt a burst of regret. If he hadn't walked so far, he would have even had the heart to go back.

Everyone has a share of the temple property, and the more he takes, the less the old monk takes.

Blame yourself for being too young, not as good as the old fox who doesn't know how long he has lived, the angry Youchuan finally broke out, and raised his hand to seal the sky, like the thick tree trunk in front of him, a pile of snow, and drowning him with his head and face.

Hi, teenagers who go out for the first time are always melancholy.

"End of this chapter"