Snow covers the next layer, one layer after another.

The bits and pieces were stacked into the air and hazy, as if the white cotton was torn off in a cotton jacket to keep out the cold, falling leisurely from the turbid sky, trapping the southern Jiangcheng in a daze. The mountains and rivers of Wanling were frozen for thousands of miles by the cold overnight. Under the snow, the ruins on the northern city formed a sharp contrast with the southern city facing the river, and the thick black smoke continued to spiral and rise, making the sky fall into the abyss like no prospect.

The mountain of Lingxi is the ancient road of Wuyue. Among the mountains, Wujin is everywhere, since Wanling falls into the city government, millions of people in Jiangcheng, all take Linxi Mountain charcoal as salary, the north city is nestled in Nanshan, Nanshan is rich in Nanshan wood and stone, and Linxi Mountain is located in the west of Wanling, in addition to the charcoal everywhere, it is full of bitter medicinal materials. (The ban was imposed on the night before: ordinary people are not allowed to privately cultivate elixirs about cultivation, so they are obscure as bitter medicinal materials.) ）

At first, the western mountains were full of thorns and deep bushes. Too far away from the center of Jiangcheng, overlooking the peaks and peaks are unremarkable, cold and dense all the year round, and have no use value, and because of the mass graves, Linxi Mountain has been hidden in the end of the four peaks of Jiangcheng for a long time, and even has gradually disappeared in the faith of the people of Jiangcheng.

For some reason, because of a certain year and a certain time, a huge heat wave swept from Linxi Mountain, causing quite a violent earthquake, the wind was cold, and there was a violent smell mixed with some bitterness. Then, a huge opening opened in the sky, and in an instant, a dazzling light bloomed, cutting the sky apart to present day and night at both ends.

Because some Jiangcheng people buried the remains of their ancestors in Linxi Mountain, they were afraid of disturbing the rest of their ancestors, and they were sneaking up in their hearts, leading a group of people to pant and sweat profusely, when they stepped on Linxi Mountain, the mountain stone had already been broken, and the central depression was a large pit of hundreds of zhang, and what caught the eye was the black charcoal all over the ground, ten steps and a firelight, and the smoke was rolling.

And a few people who went deep into the West Mountain disappeared that night, the lord of Jiangcheng posted a notice, because of a few people who went deep into the mountains, suffered a mountain collapse and was buried under the ravine, and for a long time, the people of Jiangcheng only knew that the coal Liao was like the morning star, a tomb mountain of Jiangcheng, but because the earth shook the mountain into a broken silver mountain.

And the ancient road of the house about the people of Wanling day after year to chisel and build, far away to see the winding, the decay of the wooden plank is clearly visible, the ancient road of the house about the mountain is attached to the mountain and the rocks, in the four peaks of Jiangcheng the most unremarkable, because of the violent vibration collapse will be the appearance of the west mountain completely changed the course, the Wanxi that flows through, through the stone ravine, the flow is endless, and the surrounding is suspended.

The distant mountains and near the peaks are stacked heavily, looking forward to it, under the confusion, like a butterfly wants to flutter its wings and fly, when the sky and the earth are slightly white, the cold and cold that surrounds this Linxi Mountain will gradually disperse, and a huge ruler that is black like iron and sparkling ink rises from the ground and appears in the Linxi Mountain out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds rose and a veil-like mist separated the peaks of the volley, leaving only the mountains that pierced the sky like giant rulers.

A line of white armored iron horses stepped on, and in the distance, hundreds of bodies followed closely behind, a reins that could not be seen at a glance tied these people together like animals, their feet crossed and the feet of the two people in front and behind were firmly locked together, the heavy iron chains were buried deep in the snow, and the hands were trapped by the rope on a thick and heavy Nanshan wood.

About a hundred steps between the distance left and right each holding a leather whip to the side as a surveillance, when Qin Changjie woke up, he was quickly covered by a black cloth, I don't know how long he walked like this, he also didn't know where to go, and when a beam of light was dazzling, he was in this group of prisoners, and the thin Di Su Tang was behind him.

Qin Changjie raised his head and looked at the gray sky, the snowflakes in the sky fell from the gaps in the branches, the bound hands delicately stretched out in the air to hold, and saw the pieces of snow crystals dangling from the sky falling on the palms of his hands, from the previous life to the present life, the snow in the previous life was only regarded as the coming of the cold, because in the busy world there is always a busy life. But now I grew up in Jiangcheng, where peach blossoms bloom all year round, and when snowflakes rarely fall overnight, my heart is no longer as calm as still water.

After walking a few steps, my consciousness gradually became clear, and the cold seeped into the soles of my feet through the gaps in the straw sandals.

For some reason, the team in front of him stopped, and then he felt that someone pushed him from behind, and the snow that was stacked in his hand suddenly scattered in front of him, and in the haze, he saw two guards in silver armor, pulling a body from the swelling of the team prisoner and lifting it to his feet, disappearing and disappearing.

"What a bunch of brutes!"

A hot and piercing pain in his back suddenly turned Qin Changjie's gaze back, and he looked behind him with a sideways face, the long whip hung in the air and swayed, and a few drops of blood attached to the leather whip and dripped on the snow, splashing a few traces of bright red peach petals, while the person holding the leather whip had a playful corner of his mouth.

Qin Changjie's eyes were scarlet with anger, and his hands bound in the huge empty mountain wood were clenched, faintly emitting a crisp sound, and the people who whipped Qin Changjie smelled the anger in Qin Changjie's heart but it was difficult to unfold the restraint of his feet, and a disgusting look appeared on his sharp-eared monkey-like thin face, and he gradually put away the leather whip hanging in mid-air, and wiped the blood stains stuck to it with leather.

Then there was a cracking sound.

With a strong wind breath, he rushed towards Qin Changjie, and saw that the leather whip in the iron rider in silver armor slashed across Qin Changjie's face, bringing up a thin layer of flesh and blood, panting heavily, and snorting coldly, what he didn't expect was that he didn't see Qin Changjie's wail for mercy like a lowly dog, but still had a breathtaking look in his eyes.

"Why, why are you looking like this, could it be that the master is lighter, if it is lighter, you can beg me!" Looking at Qin Changjie's devouring eyes, the leader who whipped Qin Changjie secretly swallowed, and a cold sweat rose behind his back, but seeing that Qin Changjie in front of him was like a lamb to the slaughter, he couldn't help but add a little bit of hardness and said.

"Remember my eyes, I want to see how you die before my eyes!"

Qin Changjie spoke softly, spit out a few words from his mouth, and looked at the attendant in front of him like a ghost.

"Hmph, boy, that's good! The days are still ahead, the road is far away, and my grandfather has no spare time to be angry with you, a lowly slave! If it weren't for the fact that the Pearl Cliff needed to repair the plank road between them, Erliuer would have already become a cold corpse. The person who whipped Qin Changjie put away the leather whip in his hand, glanced at it, and faintly saw that it was densely covered with thorns that were not easy to see with the naked eye.

After putting away the leather whip, he whispered to Qin Changjie: "Most of the prisoners who have been escorted by this master for many years have died on the road, and those who died on the road either fell under the abyss ravine and fell into meat sauce, or were frozen to death by this cold weather, and your blood of the Shi clan would be starved to death, look at your mouth will still say a word like this." ”

Wiping away the snow that had fallen on the silver armor, he swept it softly, and then sat down on the back of the horse behind him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and commanded loudly to the two guards watching in front of him: "From this time on, the food will be reduced by half, and his dry food and water will belong to you both." Then he looked up to the sky in the snow and laughed wildly and left.

"Yes, sir!"

"Let's go! Hurry up! Be quick! There's nothing to see! It's all a bunch of cheap people, and if you guys make some careful thoughts, the whip in your hand won't spare you. Seeing that the leaders of their group of prisoners had left, they gradually removed the flattering face on their faces, lifted their bodies, looked at the cruelty, and picked up the leather whip in their hands and shook it among the few people in front of them.

Qin Changjie looked at the attendant who rode away, and gradually disappeared into the snow, in the vast distance, as far as the eye could see, it seemed that there was an end, but in front of him was a line of people with heavy anklets like him, dragging their bodies towards the end of the snow, only to know that now he only saw Su Tang with a weak body in the team of a few people separated from him.

I thought of Yang Ling and the others, but I didn't know where they were, whether they were the same as him, walking in the snow.

The black procession was like a long dragon, hovering across the earth, twisting and turning.

"Hurry up, hurry up, do you have to beat you to go faster!"

The surveillance guards behind him kept scolding, the long whip in his hand kept whipping, and the wails in his ears continued to echo in the canyon.

"Brother Changjie, Brother Changjie!"

The snow is getting more and more faint, the temperature is gradually rising, the ancient road is steep and uneven, and the sides are even more dangerous, and the layers of sweat behind the back flow under the whipped flesh and blood cause bursts of pain, dragging the tired body with a faint breath, the slightest carelessness will be the loss of foot and fall into the abyss ravine.

Faintly, Qin Changjie gradually felt that his legs were like lead, sweating like rain, and it was difficult to step up and down, and when he walked through the position he had seen before, he realized that the place he was in at this time was a cliff that seemed to have no end, and he had lived in Jiangcheng for many years, but he didn't know that Jiangcheng had such a place that made people despair from the bottom of his heart.

With the passage of time, Qin Changjie's face was pale, a pair of straw sandals had long been worn out, and the stinging pain of the heart came from the cracked flesh and blood at the beginning, and there was still some pain, but when he finally gradually lost consciousness, his whole body was drenched in blood, his clothes were soaked with blood, the broken edges were stuck with the flesh, and the flesh and blood of the toes were blurred.

When the ghostly ghostly voice wafted in his ears, under his mind, the breath was dying, the body was constantly shaken slightly, a ray of light pierced the face, the black cloth draped over the hair was torn off, and only half a piece of dry food the size of a thumb was placed in the palm of his hand, and then the guards who gave food left.

"Brother Long Street! Brother Long Street!"

Qin Changjie turned his body slightly with the voice, and saw a familiar face, looking at him.

In his memory, the weak body behind him was separated by a few people from him, and when he looked left and right again, he was already a strange face, looking greedily at the small piece of bread in his hand, constantly agitating up and down in his throat, pursing his mouth and swallowing saliva and not giving up and letting it flow into his stomach.

His eyelids were slightly raised, and his eyes gradually became clearer, and he looked at the flesh and blood around him that was covered by dead leaves, and his breath had stopped, and the former peace was shattered.