Kunlun Snow Mountain.

The snow had stopped, and it was white as far as the eye could see.

It's like heaven on earth, and it's like hell on earth.

There are only two lines of footprints, under this vast pure land, symbolizing the steps of the two travelers.

"Senior brother, is there a mountain top ahead!"

Luo Qing wore thick black glasses and looked at the top of the mountain not far away.

Turning his head, he gently shook the mountaineering stick in his hand, and shouted to Song Heng behind him.

Song Heng's eyes were covered by a thick towel, and after hearing Luo Qing's words, his expression was shocking, and he subconsciously wanted to untie the towel on his eyes.

But after thinking about it, I put my hand down again.

They were supposed to be equipped with professional snow glasses, but because of that guy, they lost their luggage, and the hail hit caused one of the glasses to break.

With only one snow glasses left at the moment, the two of them could only use this stupid method to walk forward alternately.

In this vast snow-capped mountain, the human eye is prone to snow blindness.

They're not professional climbers either, and if something happens to their eyes, neither of them wants to get out of here alive.

"How far further!"

Luo Qing looked at the mountain, pondered in his heart, and then turned back to Song Heng and said, "It's not too far, it is estimated that we won't be able to walk for long, and we should be able to climb up." ”

"Find a place to rest!"

Song Heng waved his hand to signal Luo Qing to rest, and after the two found a backlit place, Song Heng took off the towel on his eyes and looked up.

It's not that far, indeed.

If you keep walking, it is estimated that you will be able to climb up in two hours.

But what about after you climb up?

"Luo Qing, you say, will the old man really be on it?"

If he were a ninety-three-year-old man, Luo Qing would definitely say with certainty, not to mention that he was already burping halfway up the mountain.

But for the old man, Luo Qing had another idea.

No! It should be said that it is a belief.

In his eyes, the old man himself was a mountain that no one could shake.

The mantle they inherited from the old man was only one-third.

But it's enough for them to spend the rest of their lives researching.

If there is a mountain in this world that the old man can't jump on, Luo Qing thinks that the mountain is the woman that the old man has been looking for for half his life.

"Maybe!!"

Song Heng glanced at the mountain peak, and his mood became complicated.

He knew the state of the old man, although in the end the old man knocked Luo Qing and the nurse unconscious and escaped from the hospital.

But from the mouth of his friend, Song Heng knew very well that this might be a return to the light.

In my impression, the old man with a physique like the god of war can't withstand the erosion of time after all.

His greatest fear was not dying here.

But when he climbed to the top with Luo Qing, what he saw was the frozen corpse of the old man.

So even though this mountain peak was already close at hand, at this time, Song Heng instead had the idea of wanting to go down the mountain in his mind.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that Song Heng was staring at the mountain peak, Luo Qing patted Song Heng's shoulder on the side.

"Don't stare at it, you don't have glasses with you, let's eat something first, give!"

Looking at the jerky that Luo Qing handed over from his backpack, Song Heng hesitated for a moment, but still took the jerky in his hand, sat silently on the side, tore off the jerky little by little, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

The jerky is very hard and chewy, but it lacks seasoning, and the meat has a sour and astringent taste, which makes the teeth particularly astringent when eaten in the mouth.

But Song Heng still chewed slowly, ensuring that the meat was crushed and swallowed into his stomach one by one.

Because it's one of the few foods they have left.

Luo Qing's mood was completely different from Song Heng's, looking at the mountain not far away, his spirit was suddenly ignited.

Taking a deep breath, he stood on the edge of a large rock with his hands on his hips, and shouted, "Hey, old man, we're here!" ”

In the empty mountains, Luo Qing's shouts echoed.

Song Heng also seemed to be infected by Luo Qing's fighting spirit, looking at the momentum on this kid's body, he couldn't help but cast a loving look.

Swallowing the last piece of meat in his hand, he clapped his palms, stood up and said, "Let's go, continue to go." ”

As he spoke, he saw Song Heng lift his backpack off the ground and carry it on his back.

This time, he pulled Luo Qing forward.

The mountain road is rugged, but fortunately, it is not as steep as Huashan.

There are always some exposed rocks that can provide easy climbing for two.

It was only by looking at the top of the mountain not far away that the two of them had a deeper understanding of the sentence of Wangshan running a dead horse.

I thought I would be able to climb it in two hours.

As a result, seeing that the sky above them gradually began to darken, Song Heng and Luo Qing felt that they were more like they were standing still.

I always feel that the mountain is in front of me, not far away, and it is getting closer and closer.

But they walked for almost four hours, and then look, damn it, I feel that this mountain has legs, and will move forward while they are not paying attention!

"Senior brother...... Call...... Call...... Hold on a little longer! ”

Luo Qing took two deep breaths, but he felt that he was about to lose his breath.

His hands and feet began to disobey the call, and the cold wind mixed with the wind and snow blew down, making Luo Qing tremble uncontrollably.

Song Heng followed behind with a blue face.

Originally, he was pulling Luo Qing, but now it was Luo Qing pulling him.

Look at the sky getting darker and darker.

Song Heng gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't climb, stop first, and wait until dawn tomorrow!" ”

"Yes...... Only...... It's ...... Ahead! ”

Luo Qing raised his head, the top of the mountain was getting closer and closer, and there was only one voice in his head, keep walking, take two more steps, just two steps, and it will be there soon!

Luo Qing said, stepping forward and wanting to move forward.

Seeing this, Song Heng's face changed, and he wanted to reach out to pull him, but his feet slipped and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"!"

This fall, Song Heng's chest hurt, and it felt like something was pressing against his chest, and Song Heng didn't care at first, just struggling to get up.

However, his hands had just cleared the snow in front of him.

Something faintly flickered in front of Song Heng's eyes in the snow.

"What's that?"

Song Heng was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to push all the snow away to take a look.

But he saw a nameless corpse, lying on the ground.

The hands are struggling, not to ask for life, but to continue to crawl forward.

Seeing that the clothes of the corpses were very shabby, not like their age, Song Heng couldn't help but say, "Could it be that in ancient times, someone came to climb here?" ”

Just thinking about it, Song Heng suddenly saw that there seemed to be something next to the bones.

Take a look at it.

I saw that it was another corpse.

"Another one?"

Seeing this, a bad feeling surged in Song Heng's heart.

Quickly walked in front of the two corpses and tried to grope in the snow, and suddenly, Song Heng's expression became ugly.

The third body!

Fourth!

It seems that as long as you push away the snow, you can see the frozen corpses under the snow.

Moreover, Song Heng noticed that the styles of clothes of these corpses were different.

But there is only one thing in common, that is, the direction of these bones to the end, all of them are facing the mountain in front of them.

Seeing this, Song Heng subconsciously seemed to realize something, raised his head in surprise, and sure enough, he saw that Luo Qing was already prostrate on the ground not far away.

The posture of climbing is exactly the same as the bones in front of him.

"Don't climb!"

Seeing this, Song Heng's heart trembled violently, and he gritted his teeth and rushed forward to speed up his pace, holding Luo Qing in his arms.

"Wake up, don't climb, wake up!"

Song Heng shook Luo Qing's shoulders fiercely, and roared in Luo Qing's ear with all his strength.

However, Luo Qing seemed to have a magic disease, and whispered in his mouth: "It's close, it's close, it's coming soon, it's going to be there right away!" ”

"Wake up!"

Seeing this, Song Heng waved his arm and slapped it on Luo Qing's cheek.

Immediately, I saw that Luo Qing was beaten a little dazed, covering his head, and felt that his head was about to blow up.

"It's close, it's close, it's coming, it's coming!"

At this time, Song Heng suddenly heard the whispering sound in his ears, but this time, he could be sure that it was not Luo Qing's voice.

And the sound seemed to be far and near, getting louder and louder, as if it were right in the ears.

Following the voice, Song Heng looked back.

"Shhh

Seeing the scene, Song Heng, who never believed in ghosts and gods, buzzed in his head, and only felt a cool breath on the top of his head crawling up his head along his backbone.

I saw behind me, a mountain full of figures, crawling on the mountain road, climbing up little by little.

"It's close, it's close, it's coming, it's coming soon......"