The wood is in the ice, and the abyss is like a prison
"There is wood in the south, and its name is pivot; made as a coffin, it will not rot for 10,000 years; Vitality can be saved, and the afterlife can be expected. "There has always been a saying in the southern regions that it is a kind of miraculous wood, and that the coffin made of this wood can make the body incorruptible, and it can preserve a trace of life for the future.
Nanmu Mountain, originally a cold ice and snow mountain with snow falling all year round, but today there was a fire in the mountain, and the fire was so bright that the ice and snow could not be stopped.
Two shivering little figures huddled in the dim ice cellar, a slight sobbing sound came from the girl's fingers tightly covering her mouth, and the other figure quickly hugged each other, and the cold little hands trembled slightly and gently comforted her back.
"Brother, I'm afraid...... Woo......"
The reassuring little hand paused, and then the boy hugged his young sister tightly in his arms.
"Don't be afraid, my brother is here." The subtle children's voice carries a hint of firmness.
The suffocating girl stopped crying, and her little hands clutched the boy's shirt tightly, as if this was all her courage, "Brother, Sister Muduo, they're fine, right......?" ”
The boy replied firmly, "Yes, it will be fine." ”
The girl smiled happily when she received the affirmative answer, let go of the placket in her hand, and hugged her brother hard. My brother never lies, and Sister Muduo must be fine.
In the darkness, the boy's determined eyes shone brightly, and the hands holding the young girl tightened more and more. Sister Muduo...... You must not be fine.
The fire on the mountain burned for a day and a night before it was extinguished, and then a group of men who appeared to be officers and soldiers searched the rubble for five days before leaving. The boy held his young sister in the ice cellar and listened quietly to the movements of those people on the ground, and the firmness in his eyes gradually turned into nothingness.
After another five days, the water and food in the ice cellar were gone, and they had to go out.
"Sister Muduo! Xiaolan! Towards you! Second Uncle! Aunt Hua ............" echoed in the empty and deserted snow with a child's voice of anticipation, and the boy looked at his sister who was running around looking for it, and his small fists were clenched tightly.
The girl looked for a long time and finally began to panic, even if she fell on the snow again and again, the little girl did not cry, and ran to her brother crying.
"Woo, brother...... No...... Whining...... There is no ......"
"I'm sorry......" the boy hugged his crying sister and blamed himself. He lied......
The boy took his sister to the foot of the snowy mountain in despair, and the two small figures left one unforgettable footprint after another on the snow.
"Whoa!" Halfway up the mountain, an avalanche suddenly appeared, and the boy squatted on the ground with his sister in his arms, and the next moment he was covered in heavy snow.
When he opened his eyes and saw something unfamiliar, the boy immediately sat up, and when he saw his little sister lying next to him, the boy relaxed a little. There was a slight knock on the door, and the boy quickly picked up his little sister and looked at the visitor with a wary face.
"Yo, wake up! I didn't expect your life to be quite big, and that intact little girl hasn't woken up yet. The young man with a little grace looked at the vigilant boy, but he didn't care.
He put down the tray in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Come over to eat when you wake up." ”
The boy looked at the boy quietly for a while, and then carefully put down his sister, who was still unconscious, and walked to the table. Seeing the boy coming, the boy generously pushed the food forward, signaling the other party to be casual.
"Thank you." Even though he was already hungry, the boy did not eat immediately, but sincerely thanked the boy first.
The young man nibbled on the bun and said casually: "No thanks, let's eat." ”
The boy held the bowl and drank the porridge gently, and the look in his eyes was finally a little different.