From the end of the horizon, a pale storm swept in. The middle is white, and I can't see what is behind it.

Song Bo pulled back Boluo, who poked his head out of the iron plate, and pulled in, "Han boy, you don't want to die!"

"How ......" Boro said before he could finish speaking, and the iron plate seemed to have been hit head-on by a giant hammer, making a loud bang.

The horses were frightened and began to neigh. Song Zhi desperately pulled the reins to prevent it from rushing out and being blown away by the winter ghost.

There was a series of sounds of stones hitting the iron plate, and occasionally there was a roar.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the old man looked at the gray stone of the tree trunk flying by on both sides with a serious face, and guessed that the winter ghost was probably blowing from the bad forest.

The wooden stakes that supported the carriage also began to creak under the strong pressure of the hurricane. People can't put their minds at ease, for fear that the next moment the stake will be broken, and then it is estimated that all of them will be blown into the sky by a strong wind.

Click, the worry finally came up.

A crack appeared in one of the stakes that was propped up at the wheel, and the crumbling sawdust was blown away by the storm in an instant.

"I didn't expect this year's winter ghost to be so fierce. Song Bo also felt a little bitter, but he was not worried about those wooden stakes. I began to think in my heart, "In this case, will the shipping fee be slightly higher this year?"

Qingxi was scared, hugged Boro's shoulders tightly and refused to let go.

Seeing this, Song Zhi smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a little damaged." And it won't be long before the Winter Ghost leaves. ”

However, the winter ghost seemed to deliberately want to get away with Song Zhi, and lifted a large stone from a distance, hammered it on the iron plate with a bang, and made a huge depression in the flat board.

"Ahh Qingxi just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but was frightened again. This time, no matter what others said, she closed her eyes tightly and covered her ears.

Trying to deceive yourself that if you can't see or hear, you're not afraid.

The old man brought out a windmill.

When Boro saw this, he thought he was a child, but it was indeed such a strong wind, and the windmill must have turned very quickly.

It wasn't as he expected, the windmill was fine at first, but when it was exposed to the Winter Ghost, its body was instantly torn apart by the wind.

Song Bo looked at the broken windmill in his hand and threw it away. "Now is when it's at its most powerful, and as long as we can survive this time, we can return to lockdown safe and sound. ”

The squeaky and groaning stakes, coupled with the intensifying thunder on the iron plates.

Just as the old man spoke, there was a stake that could not withstand the tremendous pressure, and a crack appeared.

............

The winter ghost finally left the place and blew into the mountains and forests behind.

But the windbreak line did not go as the old man expected, and it did not survive the most difficult time.

But fortunately, after all the wooden stakes broke in the end, the Winter Ghost has entered the final stage. It's nowhere near as powerful as it used to be.

Boro pushed away the plank that was pressing on his body and reached out to pull Cheonggye up. casually slapped the dirt on his body.

"Luckily, everyone is safe. Bo Luo breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Song Bo, "Uncle, you have no problem." ”

Song Bo waved his hand, it seemed that there was no problem. But Song Zhi was far less lucky.

He had a broken stake stuck in his shoulder, and blood had soaked his clothes.

"Son!" Song Bo was so frightened that he immediately ran over, but he didn't dare to touch him casually, so he could only watch in a hurry.

"Son!"

"Dad, I'm fine. ”

Qingxi also hurriedly ran over, she looked at Song Zhi's injury, and rummaged through her backpack to find a general healing product.

"It can hurt, you put up with it. At this time, Qingxi did not have the slightest nervousness, she first poured a part of the pure water on Song Zhi's wound.

He took a deep breath and held the broken wood that had sneaked into his shoulder, "Hold back!"

With his left hand, he pulled the wooden stick out directly. After a quick glance at the wound, he poured clean water over the bandage and applied a layer of black-green powder to it.

"It's good I didn't hurt my shoulder. Otherwise, I may not be able to help you on my own. Qingxi tied the bandage to the outside of the wound and finished the series of work. Rinse your shoulders again with clean water to prevent them from being invaded by some dirt.

Song Zhi looked at Qingxi's face seriously, and he didn't make a sound from the pain from beginning to end. "Thank you. ”

"Hmm...... No, you're welcome. At this time, Qingxi returned to its normal state.

In Boro's opinion, maybe Qingxi just now is the real her.

"Thank you. Song Bo said gratefully. "It's good that I let you come with me at the time, otherwise ......"

"We also have to thank Uncle, if it weren't for you, maybe we would have been blown away by the Winter Ghost a long time ago. Boro scratched his head and was a little embarrassed to be thanked by others. Although he didn't help much.

"But I didn't expect that the winter ghost turned out to be just the wind. I thought it was a living ghost. Qingxi hid behind Boro and said softly.

The old man's eyes sharpened, "Actually, we old men who are traders all know that there is a place in this world that no one has ever visited.

The Winter Ghost was just cast by him. When I was younger, I followed my father on a merchant journey and met a shaman. God babble. Say that the winter ghost is the god of guidance, specifically for the heart of heaven to guide the way. ”

The old man smiled and shook his head, "But I've been running all my life, and I've never seen that place." I've never heard of anyone going. ”

While this may seem like a boring memory of an old man, it is tantamount to a slap in the face for Boro.

The white god he was looking for might be in that place where no one had been, where the winter ghost appeared.

But the winter ghost led the way, how did he lead the way? I almost lost my life just by meeting it, and it was impossible for me to catch up with the speed of the upper hand.

The rare clue was broken like this, and although I knew the guide, how to follow the guidance of the guide god was also a problem.

"Uncle, how can you walk among the winter ghosts without being hurt by them?

Qingxi looked at Boro strangely, confirming that he had not been hit in the head by a stone. But why do you ask such a question?

Song Bo saw that Boro didn't seem to be deliberately making things difficult for himself, but he naturally didn't know about this kind of thing. Otherwise, it would not be carried so much windshield material in the carriage every time.

"I don't know. ”

Song Zhi stood up, his expression a little strange. After all, the wound hasn't healed yet.

"Doesn't your Exorcism Guild have a special information agency? When the city is closed, you can go there and offer a bounty to see if anyone knows anything. ”