After a while, Rehaman set up his tent, and the tent was hunting in the cold wind, and I looked at the snowman for a long time, but I only felt that my whole body was cold, and the broken piece of silver, no matter how I looked at it, how I searched for information in my mind, I could not find a corresponding.

But one thing is certain, there is indeed a civilization in this snow-capped mountain, perhaps the legendary group of people who migrated from distant places.

The snowman couldn't take off his clothes, and I broke some ice shells and stood in the cold wind, which looked very funny, and I looked at it for a long time, and suddenly a doubt arose.

You can build a snowman everywhere, so why should the stuffy oil bottle pile it here?

The snowman faces east, except for the eyes made of two ice balls, there is no nose and mouth, and if you look closely, the workmanship is actually very rough. However, this can't be blamed on the stuffy oil bottle, it is already rare for a cripple like him to be able to pile up a human form.

The snowman stood in the setting sun, the frozen corners of his clothes blown by the cold wind, standing eastward, as if waiting for something.

Rehaman persuaded me to go into the tent to rest, but I didn't move, and looking at the snowman, I had a very strange feeling in my heart, like looking at the legacy left by the stuffy oil bottle, and my mood was very depressed.

I didn't even plan to go into the tent until I felt too cold to stand it, but at this moment, I suddenly realized where the snowman's strange sense of peace came from, because its location, where it stood, was on the edge of the glacier.

This glacier has a strange shape, some are connected into a large piece, and some are open and closed, forming a series of narrow slits, small slits, only about the thickness of a little finger, and large slits, some can accommodate people to pass through, looking through these slits, it is all deep ice, and the ice blades inside are vertical and horizontal, which is not suitable for people to move in at all, but I am looking at this snowman at the moment, and there is only one thought in my mind.

Its posture, the direction in which it stands, is too similar...... It's like a person who has come out of the depths of a glacier.

Behind the snowman, there happens to be a one-person-wide ice crevasse, as far as the eye can see, the ice crevices are covered with different shapes of ice, some like thorns, some like blades, if people walk up, it is similar to climbing the knife mountain.

But this snowman happened to be stuck in front of the ice crevice, with his back to the ice crevasse, facing east, and his clothes were blown by the wind and snow, like a man who came out of a glacier and was about to go east.

A thought flashed through my mind: Could it be that the stuffy oil bottle wants to express a direction?

Wouldn't this stuffy oil bottle be afraid of forgetting something, so leave him a mark for himself?

In the depths of the snowy mountains, if he wanted to leave a mark, it was impossible for him to carve a certain symbol with a knife like before, because no matter how deep he carved the mark, under the merciless wind and snow, the mark would quickly be submerged, and the only thing that could be preserved for a long time was to pile a snowman in a place where snow should not appear.

The snowman was large enough to be frozen into a semi-iced state by the wind and snow, and it was impossible for the cold wind to blow it away.

Suppose that one day, the stuffy oil bottle really loses his memory and returns to this place, then he will definitely notice this snowman. The appearance of a snowman in such a place is undoubtedly very eye-catching.

Immediately afterwards, the stuffy oil bottle gave the snowman a batch of clothes, and the meaning of the criticism of this dress is not the clothes themselves, but the silver nuggets contained in the clothes.

Perhaps, this silver nugget can remind the amnesiac stuffy oil bottle to go somewhere......

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible, and all the doubts I had before were solved.

Yes, this is not a childlike behavior of the stuffy oil bottle, but to prevent himself from losing his memory, so he deliberately left a way out for himself. Suppose that after many years, the stuffy oil bottle really loses his memory, and then follows the clues to get here, then he will definitely find this mark that he once left.

This road blocked by the snowman, this silver nugget, all illustrate a fact, in front of this, there is me, there is something to prove in the stuffy oil bottle, this snowman is used to guide the way, and this silver nugget is the destination of me and the stuffy oil bottle!

It was because my expression was too weird, Rehaman looked at me, didn't dare to disturb, spontaneously took out the smokeless stove and lit it, took some beef biscuits to bake, and asked me, "Boss, do you know this snowman?" ”

I had barely said a word since I discovered this snowman, and my brain was running at high speed, so when Rehaman said this, it took me a moment to react, and I couldn't help but choke and said, "Do you think I might know it?" ”

Rehaman laughed dryly and said, "Seeing that you are so engrossed, I thought you were ......" After a pause, he said: "After so long, I don't remember what style of clothes your friend was wearing at that time, but this one on this snowman seems to be somewhat similar." ”

Naturally, he doesn't have much of an impression of what a person from two years ago was wearing, but I'm different. To be honest, the stuffy oil bottle is a person who doesn't have too much material **, and there are not many styles of clothes, even if he takes him to buy clothes, there are always several of the same style, which I deeply understand.

Although I didn't buy this dress for him, this style, the genuine Zhang Qiling dressing scripture, can never be wrong.

I nodded, gave Rehaman an affirmative answer, and said, "It's his, it seems that we are going to have a hard time tomorrow." ”

Rehaman looked up at me while tearing the beef, obviously asking me what I meant, so I pointed to the ice crevasse behind the snowman, and Rehamman's action of tearing the beef suddenly stopped, revealing a blank expression, and even the always fluent Chinese became stammering, bringing out the tactful tone of Xinjiang: "You, what do you mean...... To go, to go there? ”

I nodded, got up and munched on the beef, while staring at the glacier in front of me, because we are now at the foot of the glacier, so we can only see the edges and corners like the blade, but in the process of our descent from the cliff, I once looked down on the whole picture of the glacier, it is uneven, different colors of ancient glaciers, these ancient glaciers are the relics of the Ice Age, the distribution of different levels, the difference in shape is even greater, the bird's eye view from the heights, like a knife field made of ice and snow, endless, with no end in sight.

I can already imagine how hard the rest of the journey will be, but if the bottle of stuffy oil can go in and come out of it, so can I. I'm sure I can!

In fact, it takes a great deal of courage just to look at the ice crevasses behind the snowman, and the cold, sharp blades of ice are almost everywhere.

Rehaman was visibly shocked, and his face was distorted.

After a long time, he said in a strange voice: "I have seen people climbing snowy mountains, and I have seen people who venture into the snow, but I have never seen ...... Someone dared to go into the glacier. Rehamman's expression had completely changed, he glanced at the ice crevasse blocked by the snowman, and said: "Absolutely impossible, inside the glacier, most of them are closed ice, even if they are not closed, they are all spider web-like ice spikes, unless you are covered with a mecha on your body, it is impossible to enter." ”

I couldn't help but be a little amused, and said that this person still knows about mecha warriors?

It's true that even the scholars who study glaciers only look at the periphery of the glaciers, because even if most glaciers are accompanied by ice crevasses, they are not allowed to pass, and what I have to do next is like a rowing person going against the wind, and the result is definitely losing.

I didn't answer Rehaman's words, originally at first, I didn't expect him to follow, as for the next road, whether he went with him or waited for me in the same place, it didn't make much sense to me, so I finished the last bit of beef, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Sleep, I have to go, you are free." ”

Rehaman opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head, with an unreasonable expression, originally because I was his rich man, so his expression towards me had always been respectful, but now he was shocked and couldn't hide it at all, and even had a feeling of suspecting that I was insane.

Walking to this place, the mobile phone has no signal at all, although the sun sets, but the actual situation, it is only about 7 o'clock in the evening, although tired, but no sleep, I turned out the text message in the mobile phone.

In fact, the chances of people around me texting are only a handful, generally talking directly on the phone, plus most of the people I know are old men, holding the phone greasy and crooked is really not like talking, so the only three text messages in my mobile phone, one from the fat man, is the meat joke transferred to me, and the remaining two are greeting messages sent by my mother.

Of course, don't think I'm thinking about my mother, I'm thinking about another thing.

At the beginning of the year, when we were reunited as a family, we sat together after dinner, and I asked my second uncle about my photos in his house. When I went out to sea before, I asked him about the underground research room, and he said that it was a means to deal with it, but now that it has passed, don't mention it.

He didn't want to tell me, so I didn't ask.

The things in the research room, don't mention it, don't mention it, I've been blinded, and I know that the truth often comes with some costs, so if I don't know, I don't know, I gave up, but the photo is not a big deal, so it's not hidden and tucked away, right?

The second uncle's answer didn't satisfy me, he didn't seem to take this matter to heart, and said casually: "Oh, those are your two birthday photos, you were much more worry-free when you were a child than now." ”

Perfunctory, absolutely perfunctory.

If it's really two ordinary photos, why would anyone come and steal it?

At this moment, my mother came out of the kitchen with fruit, probably heard the conversation between me and my second uncle, and she asked strangely, "Photos?" You didn't like to take pictures when you were a child, and you really didn't leave a photo, his second uncle, when did you take a picture of Xiao Xie? I'll print a few when the time comes. ”

The second uncle's face suddenly became very embarrassed, this is the first time I have seen the second uncle in an embarrassment, which also made me realize a fact, the matter of the photo, the matter of the underground research institute, perhaps, is far from being as simple as the second uncle said, not only for the means of dealing with it, there must be something else.