"How do we get up?" Chen Senran held little Anne and followed the snowman Nunu in the dark and dry deep cave.

This is an artificial cave dug out of the mountain wall, and the excavation is very wide, judging from Chen Senran's visual inspection, even if it is three horses running through the horse, it is not a problem.

But as a sign of his devotion to the pilgrimage, Nunu did not ride the mighty snowman, which Nunu called Plumway, but chose to walk side by side with Prunway.

Because it is the north, the perennial bitter cold has left the entire cave without a trace of stagnant water, and only the ice on the top of the cave is dry.

The cave was very dark, except for the torch in Nunu's hand that could barely illuminate some of the road ahead, Chen Senran couldn't even see little Annie's face.

This time he was reluctant to bring little Annie here, but the little girl held on to herself and didn't let go, he thought about it for a long time and agreed, after all, it was not so safe outside.

It's just that this girl is really getting more and more stubborn, is it puberty coming?

Chen Senran couldn't help but want to see Little Annie's eyes clearly again, but the little girl was probably still sulking, and turned her head to bury her little face in his arms, leaving only the pink hair in the light of the fire reflected by the ice cubes on the top of the cave, revealing a faint brightness.

"Let's go up." Nunu heard Chen Senran's question, did not look back, and answered as a matter of course.

"Walk up?" Chen Senran looked up at the bottomless peak in that mountain col, how could he go up with such a sharp height.

"Oh, yes, I remember, you haven't been." Nunu seemed to remember this at this time, he touched his head a little embarrassed, turned his head to look at Chen Senran and said, "It's just walking up from a road." ”

"A road?" What kind of road should it take to reach the sky?

"Yes, it's a long, big road that leads directly to the place where God lives." Although Nunu was young and unsophisticated, he also heard the full disbelief in Chen Senran's words, and he exaggerated his arms open, trying to describe the breadth and majesty of the road, but because of the poverty of words, the torch in his hand almost fell to the ground because of the unstable center of gravity.

"It's a great road." He said with a blushing face and extremely seriousness.

"Have you seen God, then?" Chen Senran looked at the child's serious face, and suddenly wanted to tease him.

"I didn't ...... No. As soon as Nunu heard this, he immediately wilted, but then he waved his arms again and said excitedly, "But I have touched that road, and I ...... I also saw the patriarch walk up the hill from that road to worship God, and I remember that the road felt warm...... I ......" he became more and more excited, and his face grew redder and redder, and in the dim light of the fire, the red turned a little purple.

"Well, I believe it." Chen Senran couldn't help but laugh, this is really an interesting child.

"You ......" Nunu heard that Chen Senran didn't believe him at all, in fact, he could have shut up, just take Chen Senran to see it, but the pride of being a snowman made him decide that he must convince Chen Senran to believe this fact before he would give up.

Just when he didn't know how to say it more convincingly, someone interrupted him.

"Hundreds of years ago, Freljord was caught in a time of turmoil, with countless tribes fighting in central Freljord, and the brutal war forced the Yeti tribe whose ancestors had lived in central Freljord to migrate eastward." The person who spoke was Karthas, who had been following Chen Senran and them like a ghost before, and only then did he speak, the reflection of Bingling illuminating his black veil, dragging a brief afterimage on the ground, which looked extremely hideous.

Chen Senran didn't speak, he didn't know the old guy's intentions at all, he tried his best to meet that god, if he wanted to do something like slaughtering the god, it would be very bad.

Nunu didn't speak again, he was obviously a little afraid of Karthas, but when he heard Karthas seem to be talking about the story of their Yeti clan, he suddenly pricked up his ears and was reluctant to turn around. After all, two hundred years ago, I'm afraid the patriarch doesn't know what to do.

"Two hundred years ago, East Freljord was at the height of the rune storm, and the snowstorm was so heavy that the creatures could not survive at all, and the Yeti lost nearly a quarter of their people after walking eastward for two days. Some of the snowmen chose to return the way they came, preferring to accept the sword rather than die in the ice, while many more continued to move on. Karthas continued to tell seemingly unrelated tales as if no one else had been around, and he also stopped, and his dry palm, with his heavy gloves, began to caress the adventure log in his hand rhythmically, "but the god of fate did not favor them, and until the seventh day they were less than a quarter of their original number, and the road seemed to have come to an end. ”

It has to be said that the level of storytelling in Karthus has risen, and Nunu's breathing is a little short, which is the best proof of this.

"They're not dead, are they, are they?" Although Nunu survived the snowmen until the last day, otherwise there would be no current yeti tribe, he still asked unconsciously, and even stopped caring about the horror of Karthus.

"Just when the night of the seventh day is about to fall, and all the lives of the snowmen will be swallowed up in darkness." Karthas simply ignored Nunu and continued to hang his appetite in an orderly manner, "There was a sky blue light that pierced the entire world at the end of the sky, and the snowmen followed the light all the way, found a warm mountain col, and survived. ”

"That's God's guidance, I've heard the elders of the clan talk about it." Nunu's whole body trembled when he heard this, and it seemed that at that moment, he also witnessed the black history of that period of suffering that had passed.

"The snowmen worshipped the light as a god and began to look for the traces of the gods." Karthus reached out to the rough and dry rock face, "It took them ten years to dig this cave, to find the mountain where the gods lived, and to dig a path for more than a hundred years to see the gods." ”

"It's a road, piled with the bones of countless Yeti people, and every inch of land has their flesh and blood." As Karthas's story draws to a close, he utters the footnote in an aria-like tone, "It is said that you are now going to touch the steps of the snow and ice, and the aftermath of the fever. He obviously said the word warmth, but for no reason, he was angry.

Nunu shuddered, as if remembering something, and looked at his hand in a daze.

Chen Senran also lost his mind for a moment, he could even imagine those fanatical snowmen digging into the cold ice inch by inch with their rough fingers day and night, blood and flesh splashed, exhausted, and when they died, they were buried in the snow and became one with the steps, and then more snowmen followed one another.

What a sanctity and cruelty that is.

"Let's go." Chen Senran moved his somewhat stiff neck, and found that the little Lori in his arms was a little cold, and couldn't help hugging her harder.

Look for some real lukewarm.

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