The rest of the road was longer, but there were no accidents, and in the afternoon or so, I saw the cliff that Rehamman had spoken of.

It was a narrow road only two meters wide, lined with towering ice walls, the blue ice walls reflected dazzling brilliance in the setting sun, and at some edges, seven-colored rainbows appeared.

Before I even got close to the ice cliff, something caught my eye, something that wasn't supposed to be in the snowy mountains.

A long iron chisel, two-thirds of which was driven into the solid ice in front of the ice cliff, and a third of it was exposed outside, with an iron cap at the top.

Rehaman saw it and explained that this thing should have been driven into the stuffy oil bottle, the ice wall was smooth, and the rope had no force point that could be tied, so he artificially punched a chisel into it and tied the rope to it as a safety rope for the force.

He said that when he left, the stuffy oil bottle was crouching in this position, arranging the rope for about the same amount of time as it is now.

I couldn't help but squint as I imagined the scene.

The stuffy oil bottle is really a brave man, although I have been a lot more courageous over the years, but if I really let me enter the depths of the snowy mountains alone, I am afraid that I will not be able to do it at all, and people who have not entered the snowy mountains will not be able to experience the loneliness.

But Zhang Qiling did it, one person, one equipment bag, one knife, and walked into the snow mountain for half a month.

It's not a man, it's a fucking god, it's a neurotic god!

According to the original plan, I asked Reharman to send me here, after all, he didn't want to go, so I stopped, motioned for him to leave, put down his equipment bag, and began to examine the iron chisel.

The chisel is very strong, and it is very strong when frozen, so I don't need to make another one, just put the rope on it. Next, I pulled out a series of equipment such as gloves, ropes, and skates, but halfway through it, I realized that Reharman was not gone.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, staring motionless at the movement of my hands, and I couldn't help but say, "Are you going to rest here?" "Indeed, now that the sun is setting, just like he is now on the road and walking back, walking to the location of the jade vein, it is at least about ten o'clock in the evening, which is indeed more dangerous in the snow mountain, if he is ready to rest for a night and leave tomorrow morning, it is understandable.

When I asked, Rehaman looked a little hesitant, and he said, "I think I should go with you." "In the snowy mountains, multiple people take care of each other, even if they don't help each other, at least psychologically, it can dispel the terrible loneliness.

I did wish I had someone accompany me, but Rehamman, as I remember was very taboo about the road ahead, was a bit of a surprise when he said that.

After thinking about it, I understood that he was afraid that something would happen to me and Yumai's business would be ruined, so he said: "I will come back safely, since you don't want to go, don't force it." "Bringing this unwilling person is easy to do bad things.

Reharman was still hesitating, and I thought he was a very tangled man, just like me.

When I had sorted out all my equipment, fastened the ropes, put on my gloves, and put on my bag, Rehaman finally made up his mind and said, "No, I still have to go in with you." ”

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go." "In normal times, I probably wouldn't bring a stranger, but according to my expectations, there shouldn't be any major crisis this time, and besides, Rehaman grew up at the foot of the snowy mountains after all, so he will always have more knowledge about the snowy mountains than me.

This kind of rope is a whole folded into two sections of use, do not need to be tied to the fixing, just use the iron buckle to cover it, you can achieve the purpose of stability, after going down, pull one of the ropes to draw, you can take back the whole rope, it is a hot seller of mountaineers in recent years, it is a new design, we have to lose one with a rope in the past, it has been very convenient.

I don't know how high this cliff is, because not far from the cliff, there is a rising snow fog, which completely covers the environment below, and with the naked eye, about ten meters below, clouds and smoke begin to surround it.

The total length of this rope is 40 meters, and the usable length after folding is about 20 meters, but since we have to return along this cliff by then, I did not fold the rope, but directly used a single rope, so that the length reached 40 meters.

Forty meters is already a very high height, I estimate that it should be almost enough, so I held the rope, pinched the skate blade and went down, Rehaman had no experience, above me, the movement was stiff and slow, I encouraged him to relax, don't be nervous, Rehaman smiled bitterly: "People are old, and you young people want to comfort you." ”

I have a lot of opinions on this sentence.

The ancients said that thirty and stand, I am only in the age of standing, in the prime, as for Rehamman, about a few years older than me, he said this, really took advantage of me, I said: "It's okay, once born, two times ripe, climb a few more times to get used to it." ”

Rehaman choked and said, "That's going to cost me my life." ”

I could see that he was really nervous, so I didn't try to embarrass him anymore, and soon we were through the snow and mist, and the scene below the cliff was also unfolding. To my surprise, there was a glacier below.

To be exact, it is an ice road, because it is very frozen very strong, at first glance, it looks like a river that has been frozen in winter, east and west, and the other side of the river is a glacial area, which is uneven and uneven, and there is no way for people to pass through it.

The rope is about five meters away from what I expected, that is to say, the height of this cliff is about thirty-five meters, and the glacier below is next to the glacier in the west, so it is impossible to move forward, and the only thing left is to go east, which greatly facilitates my understanding of the whereabouts of the stuffy oil bottle, because in this environment, the stuffy oil bottle can only go east.

As we started walking along the hard glacier, Rehaman asked me what I needed to pay attention to along the way, and I thought about it and said, "People, as long as it has to do with people, that's what we need to pay attention to." ”

"People?" Rehaman was stunned, suddenly pointed behind me, and said, "Does that count?" "Behind me, on the glacier next to the glacier, I was stunned when I looked at Rehamman's fingers......

In that place, there is a snowman with clothes on.

I don't know how long this snowman has been piled up, but due to the unique cold weather in the snowy mountains, not only did the snowman not melt, but there was a tendency to talk hard and reflect the light in the sunset, it was under the glacier, the landscape here is vast, and if you are not careful, it is really difficult to find, if it were not for Rehamman, I would definitely ignore the past.

Staring at that snowman, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment, wasn't that crooked?

Who is so awesome that you actually build a snowman here?

Due to the distance, I could only see the snowman wearing clothes, but it was difficult to see what the style was. A lot of information can often be judged from the clothes, and although I think that this snowman is definitely not a stuffy oil bottle, I decided to take Reharman over to take a look.

As it turned out, I made the right decision, and when we got close to the snowman, I was shocked, or rather, I jumped straight up!

This, this dress...... Damn, isn't this stuffy oil bottle?

Rehaman apparently didn't understand why I was so shocked, and looked at me with a look on my face that was wrong with you.

I didn't have time to talk to him at this time, and there was only one thought in my head: build a snowman in a stuffy oil bottle...... In this place, in the Kunlun Mountains, a snowman was built?

Could it be that when he was climbing the cliff, he accidentally slipped his hand and fell down all of a sudden, breaking his brain?

And the most incomprehensible thing is that he also dresses the snowman?

Well, even if the old monster who has lived for at least a hundred years, when he walked to this place, he suddenly felt childlike and thought that if he built a snowman, then he would pile it, and no one would say anything, but the problem was that he took off his clothes and gave the snowman to wear.

According to Rehaman's description, the stuffy oil bottle was not much to wear at the beginning, and he took off his clothes, did he think the place was too hot?

My brain was a little chilling.

The snowman's clothes were frozen with the snowman itself, and even if it was cold and windy, it had no tendency to be blown away, it was a blue jacket with many pockets on the clothes, and when I looked at those pockets, I suddenly noticed that the pockets were bulging.

What's in there?

My heart moved, and I touched it, and it was so hard that my hand could not open my pocket because of the ice and snow, and I looked at the sky, and the sun was about to set up completely, so I told Rehaman to set up camp, and I began to take off the snowman's clothes.

In fact, I didn't use it, but used a small chisel to chisel through the shallow ice on the surface, and subconsciously, I felt that it was something left over from the stuffy oil bottle, and whatever the intention, I shouldn't have taken it without understanding it. In the words of the fat man, I am the dogleg of the stuffy oil bottle.

Soon, the bulging pocket was cleared out of the snow and ice, and I pulled out the contents of the pocket.

Anyway, it was a strange fragment, like a fragment of some silverware, with some text on the surface, but because it was a fragment, the text was also broken, and looking at the glyphs, it looked like Tibetan script, so I couldn't make out it.

This fragment reminds me of the owner of the commissary under the snowy mountain, who once said that the stuffy oil bottle once played with a piece of silver foil in his hand, and this silver foil obviously did not exist when the stuffy oil bottle first entered the mountain, that is, these things were obtained by him somewhere in the depths of the snowy mountain.

Immediately after that, another question came to my mind.

Because of the appearance of this silver nugget, I think I was thinking wrong.

I thought that the stuffy oil bottle had built the snowman on the way forward, but now it is clear that he had built the snowman on the way back, and took off his clothes and put the pieces inside.

What does this mean?

It is impossible for the stuffy oil bottle to be childlike, he is already an old monster who pretends to be too good, this snowman is piled here, there must be some kind of meaning, its place, its meaning, what it wants to express......

I frowned and stared at the snowman who was using the puck as his eyes, but at the end of the day, I had only one thought: I wanted to kick it off!