It's getting late and cold.

Wang Erdan was carrying a person on his back, soaked with sweat, and was soon frozen and hard.

Because of the overdraft of physical strength, I have no strength to the end. Even, consciousness is a bit blurry.

can only move forward mechanically, Wang Erdan subconsciously knows that once he stops, he may never get up again.

Several times, he wondered if he should still take him down, and in the end, he chose to take him with him.

With him, he may not die, but if he is left behind, he will only die on such a cold night.

Fortunately, there is no endless road, I don't know how long I walked, Wang Erdan saw a black shadow in front of him, and it should not have been pressed by the snow on the building.

He perked himself up and walked briskly forward.

When he walked to the front, he saw that it was a mountain temple that had been crushed by snow.

Although the mountain temple has been crushed, fortunately, the surrounding earthen walls are still there, enough to block the raging north wind.

Wang Erdan staggered in and put the person on his body down.

At this point he collapsed completely.

But he couldn't rest like this, and endured the fatigue on his body, Wang Erdan cleared the north wall, and built a fire with the thatched roof of the mountain temple.

When the warm fire was blazing, Wang Erdan just wanted to close his eyes and get a good night's sleep, but he couldn't, because there was still someone who needed treatment.

Wang Erdan struggled and took off the man's clothes.

Only then did I find out that this person was only wearing a single coat, and the texture was good, which was very precious, which made Wang Erdan very puzzled:

If you can afford to wear clothes of such texture, you are not like a poor person, why don't you buy some leather robes and put them on? Why do you walk alone in this wilderness in such weather?

Too many questions to find answers.

Wang Erdan picked up the snow beside him and rubbed his body back and forth for a long time until his body looked darker.

He knew that this was when his blood began to circulate, and his skin turned red, but he couldn't see clearly in the night, as if it had turned dark.

After doing all this, Wang Erdan spent a long time putting his clothes on his body, although they were thin, they were better than nothing.

He moved him to the fire again, and Wang Erdan sat down on the ground, never wanting to get up again.

After resting for a while, Wang Erdan carefully looked at the person in front of him, and saw that he was about fifty years old, his complexion, especially his hands, were clean and tidy, and he looked like a pampered person.

His hair was meticulously combed, and he lay in the snow for an unknown amount of time without seeing a mess.

The most strange thing is that the boots under his feet, as new as new, are spotless.

"Who the hell is this?" Wang Erdan's heart was full of questions.

After a short rest, he took out the burden he had carried, took out the pot, took some snow and boiled it on the fire, dried it in a cup, and then boiled the dried meat into the pot.

In the cold weather, the water in the cup was quickly warmed, and Wang Erdan helped the man up, pinched his mouth, and poured some water on him.

After a few mouthfuls of water, Wang Erdan saw his eyes suddenly open.

According to the normal plot, he should ask: Where is this? Who are you, etc.

But this man didn't play cards according to the routine at all, I saw his nose twitch a few times, his eyes lit up, and he said loudly:

"What is it? so fragrant?"

When Wang Erdan was still in a daze, a strong force came, and he was involuntarily pushed away by him.

He watched as he came to the pot in amazement, reached out and took the jerky cooked in the pot, and ate it cleanly.

That's the amount of two people boiled by Wang Erdan, considering that he just woke up from a coma, it is not appropriate to eat too much, a little less cooking, but there are a lot, he just ate it in a few bits.

What's even more incredible is that he reached into the hot pot with his bare hands and scooped up the meat directly, how many years has he not eaten in his life?

After eating, he pouted and asked:

"Anything else?"

Wang Erdan was speechless for a while, so he had to take out some jerky and cook it in.

Waiting for the jerky to cook, he looked back and asked:

"Boy, did you save the old man?"

Wang Erdan didn't know what to say, glared at him, and asked angrily:

"Is there anyone else but me?"

This person's tone is really bad, Wang Erdan saved him, I don't want him to repay his kindness, at least, he should speak politely, right?

After listening, he nodded thoughtfully:

"That's right!"

Seeing that he was no longer in the way, Wang Erdan asked my questions one by one:

"Who are you? Why are you here, and you're wearing so thin?"

He didn't answer Wang Erdan's question, just looked him up and down, and then his eyes lit up:

"Boy, the old man sees that you have strange bones and talent, are you willing to learn from the old man?"

Hearing this, Wang Erdan couldn't hold back any longer, and pointed at him angrily:

"Old ...... By the way, what's your name?"

Wang Erdan wanted to scold him a few words, but he didn't know what his name was, so he had to ask first.

"Old man Guiguzi!Boy, what's your name?"

Wang Erdan couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "Hahahaha! You ask me? My name is Yingzheng."

'Guiguzi' was stunned when he heard this:

"What are you kidding?"

"You joked with me first!"

Of course Guiguzi knew that it was a legend of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and he had taught Su Qin, Zhang Yi, and by the way, disciples like Zhang Liang.

That can only be described as a worldly master.

And in the novels that Wang Erdan has read, almost all the worldly masters are quite stylish in appearance:

It's either a quail with knots, a crane with a childish face, and of course, it may have a lot of body hair, such as a long beard over the chest.

In the end, all the worldly masters have a standard: that is, a polished and shiny wine gourd.

He has long been familiar with such images of worldly masters, and he has imagined their appearance countless times.

For example, this quail clothes are knotted, this is easy to understand, people outside the world generally do not appear in the accident table, and it is normal for clothes not to be washed or repaired, but this crane-haired child face can't be understood:

A baby face under a full head of white hair?It looks strange, even if this is an exaggerated rhetorical device, but a young face full of white hair is still a little incongruous.

In the end, he thought of the now popular granny gray, so the word crane hair and childish face magically coincided with grandma gray.

Only then did Wang Erdan understand this word thoroughly.

It's far away again.

'Guiguzi' was stunned again after listening to his words, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Erdan:

"How can you take revenge?"

"Will you take revenge?" 'Guiguzi' looked at him suspiciously.

"I saved your life! How can you bear to come back and lie to me?"

"Lie to you?

"Just your image, what kind of Guiguzi are you pretending to be? Look at your appearance, where is the demeanor of a master in the world?"