Yu Mochen felt that it might be a way out, but he also understood that it was just a dead end around, and the only direction that seemed to be a road was the road.

Beneath this crevasse is a mixture of ice and rock. Wide and narrow pathways crisscross and are extremely complex. Yu Moji can only judge the way forward by relying on his ethereal "intuition" and groping that is better than nothing. As she became accustomed to the environment under the cracks in the ice, she tried not to light the silver tickets as much as possible—there were only a few silver tickets on her, and no matter how much money she burned, it was not enough to light the way.

She dragged an injured leg and walked in the dark with the support of her eagle pickaxe, hitting many dead ends and turning back along the way. She was so tired that she almost fainted several times, and the terrible pain and the great fear in her heart urged her to continue to search for an exit that she didn't know existed.

In contrast, the cold is no longer the most feared enemy. On the contrary, it was precisely because of the severe cold in the mountains, and there were no living creatures under the cracks of the ice, that the wounds on her legs did not attract more danger.

By the end, she was almost already crawling.

There is no sun or moon in the ice. I don't know how long it took, but the ink marks finally stopped.

Because she suddenly saw a glimmer of light.

The light slipped down a ramp like a bamboo tube. Under the diffusion of this shimmering light, the surrounding ice and snow took on a ghostly blue.

It was a beautiful sight. But when Yu Moji looked at it, she shivered at the blue freeze—for a moment, she even thought that this ramp was going to the underworld.

Yu Mojin took a few deep breaths, trying to steady her mind—she felt like she had gone a little crazy under the torture of loneliness and fear for so long.

But in any case, there was light coming in, and there was hope for her.

The ramp is a bit steep. Fortunately, Yu Moji finally has a flying eagle pickaxe as support. She swung the pickaxe down with all her might, and the tip of the toothed blade could be plunged into the ice slope. She used this as a support, and with her other hand she was able to propel herself up a short distance by holding on to the uneven ice wall on the side.

She threw herself on the ice, struggling slowly, step by step.

The higher you go, the more abundant the light becomes. It took him a long time to realize that the light that seemed so faint in the ice crevices was actually daylight.

She was so excited that she almost cheered.

She had forgotten the intense pain—perhaps she was used to it, or perhaps even the wound that had not been properly treated had become numb; The strength she had lost seemed to have suddenly condensed back. She just swung her pickaxe as hard as she could, climbing up as hard as she could.

She's desperate.

Eventually, she managed to crawl out of a crack in her head.

She fell to the snow, tossing her curled eagle pickaxe aside.

She had exhausted her strength and couldn't grasp anything. If the Grim Reaper still refuses to give up at this moment and suddenly turns back to ask for her life, she is afraid that she will not be able to resist.

Her head tilted to one side, and at a glance she saw a tent not far away, faintly emitting smoke.

The people in the tent soon noticed the ink marks.

This was another caravan, with a relatively conservative style, and Yu Mochen didn't ask them what they were doing in Chilu Mountain—anyway, the more uninhabited the place, the more fascinating the legends. Even if there's nothing but snow and ice here, maybe people will be able to conjure something up.

There are all kinds of people who go up the mountain. Poor as Tu Lian, he is a thrifty leader, and the whole team is shabby, even when he wants to save his physical strength by using Yanshu to save his strength, he uses the wild road that he picked up halfway.

The style of the caravan that saved the remnants of the ink was completely different. Since they have the spare strength to save a person who was not lightly injured on the snowy mountain, they naturally have enough strength.

There were a lot of men, sturdy tents, plenty of food, the necessary medicine, and even a pretty good steam stove, which was able to boil a little hot water for drinking at such heights.

Yu Moji was sitting in the tent at the moment, enjoying her precious cup of hot water.

If it weren't for the severe pain from the wound on her leg, she could have said that she was enjoying the scenery outside.

In the ice and snow, the sun seems to be frozen, staying in the same position for a long time.

The daylight was not warm, but it was white and bright.

Yu Moji's nose, which he thought had frozen, smelled the smell of morning. It's a taste full of life.

This feeling gradually lifted her.

At this moment, Yu Mochen heard people outside say that the team had no intention of continuing to climb upward. They were repairing here for a while, and they were ready to go down.

Yu Moji sighed suddenly.

The young man who tossed the stove in front of the tent was always submissive in front of the people in the caravan, and the more submissive ink marks were revealed. When he heard this, he looked back to her with concern and asked her what was the matter.

"It's not easy for me to climb to that height," Yu Mojin smiled a little miserably, "tossing and turning, and going home again." ”

However, I am afraid that there is no way to return. Thinking about how to run for his life, he was about to squeeze out the strength of the initial recovery of the remaining ink marks in an instant.

She almost thought to herself: Otherwise, why don't you go to the ruined Deqing Temple and accompany the little old man to guard the door?

That's enough for her.

The young man grinned, as if he thought her idea was absurd, "What is this?" You don't want to go down? Do you want to live in the mountains for the rest of your life? The young man thought for a moment and then asked, "Which route did you take from?" We haven't heard of a team going up to Chilu Mountain all the way, and when we saw you, we were really shocked. ”

"I don't know." Yu Mochen recalled her extremely difficult journey, feeling that she was probably stupid when she fell into the ice crack, and looking back at many details in her memory, it seemed that she was separated by a layer of ice and snow, and the shadows were not clear, "From Aige Dazhai to the southeast, through the Balan Gorge across the Tuopa River......"

"Balan Canyon?" The young man's eyes widened, "You turned over from the west?" ”

"West...... That's right, to the west," Yu Mochen silently compared the direction of the lamentation in his mind, and suddenly exclaimed, "You ask so, could it be that this is not the west?" ”

"Of course not," said the young man, "you should be able to tell that we are now on the east side of the Chilu Mountains. After we go down the mountain, we can walk for a while, and we can go to Xiliang Guanyi. ”

Only then did Yu Moji know that she had fallen from the peak, walked along the ice crevasse for a long time, and actually passed to the other side of the mountain, returning to the track she had originally planned.

A bright and somewhat tragic smile naturally appeared on the corner of her mouth, which frightened the young man very much.

The weather was sunny and peaceful, and the descent was much smoother. Rao is Yu Moji had injuries on his body, and he couldn't help but speed up when he thought that he would soon be able to return to the popular mortal dust.

Everything around is changing rapidly, the ice and snow are thinning, the stones and the earth are exposed, and further down, you are back in the midst of the vibrant forest.

Perhaps because of the majestic Chilu Mountain standing in the middle, the climate and topography of the eastern part of the mountain are very different from those of Aige. Although the mountains and forests are still dense and dark green, the terrain is gradually flattening, and faults and deep valleys are no longer common. Although the road is still a little tortuous, it is much easier than the road when Yu Moji came.

People who fall into the ice crevasses are often difficult to rescue and rarely survive, and they may have lost hope. But since Yu Moji didn't die, she still tore some strips of cloth from her own tattered clothes, and made some marks along the way, hoping that Tu Lian and them could see it when they went down the mountain, so they could rest assured.

After two more days, even the road with carriages and horses began to take shape. As soon as Yu Moji inquired, he had indeed reached the old boundary when the Great Qi Empire had not yet entered the Chilu Mountain.

"I will be able to return to the city soon," the young man who had become acquainted with Yu Moji walked lightly on the mountain road, it must not be the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, but now that he was about to return to the area where people lived, the expectation that this would soon become a reality obviously still excited him, "Go back and have food, a shop to live in, and a woman, Xiaocui ...... Yihong Mansion"

He suddenly stopped, glanced at Yu Moji, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "Oh, we've been on the mountain together for a long time, and I've almost forgotten that you're a girl." Sorry. Assume that you have not heard. ”

Yu Mochen shook his head helplessly, and forcibly changed the topic, "Are we about to arrive at Xiliang Guanyi?" ”

This is indeed what she is most concerned about right now.

If the defamation case that Ai Ge inexplicably involved her in had not reached Xiliang Guanyi, it would not have spread even further. Further, she wouldn't have to continue hiding.

"It's nearby, but—" The young man hesitated, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the leader who was walking ahead.

The ink marks in this look are all too familiar. Every time Kalu wanted to tell her something but didn't dare to say it, he would hesitate to ask Tu Lian's opinion with his eyes.

The leader was also a cheerful person, and when he noticed this look, he said, "Xiao Zhang, what's the matter?" It's okay to say it. ”

From top to bottom, this team exudes a very confident composure.

Tu Lian's kind of confusion, impatience, overstretchedness, and exhaustion that the poor are accustomed to see, cannot be seen here; But the lonely courage of a penniless and unhindered person who dies is probably not seen here.

In this team, many people are relatives of the leader, although they are also very kind, but they can be seen by talking and doing things, and their status is much higher than that of Xiao Zhang; And even if it is a relative, these people treat the leader with the same respect as Xiao Zhang treats the leader.

Xiao Zhang said, "Boss, the kid is not sensible, dare to ask, we can't pass the Xiliang Guanyi?" ”

When Yu Moji heard this, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. Isn't Xiliang Guanyi the only pass ahead? If you don't pass through Xiliang Guanyi, where else can you go?

Could it be that this team is the same as her, why do they have to avoid the unspeakable secrets of the official road?

The leader smiled and said, "Of course, you have to leave from the official post." Why not? ”

"The kid is stupid, and he doesn't quite understand what the boss means." Xiao Zhang sighed, "In the past few years, the tax has been high again, and if you want to pass the Xiliang Guanyi and go under the nose of the official, the tax will definitely not be able to hide." ”

"Evading taxes? Why hide from taxes? The leader smiled slyly, "What we 'brought' is the thousand-year-old gold produced in the snow-capped mountains. If you don't hand it over to the official for inspection, how can the origin of this thousand-year-old gold be transmitted to the imperial capital? ”