"I'm sorry to open the door, I made an appointment with Teacher Du to study at school. Zhao Lei said.

"Okay, okay. The security guard immediately ran to the duty room to get the key, and hurriedly opened the door without forgetting to pat a fart: "Little classmate I don't know if it's my illusion, I feel that you are more handsome than the beginning of the school, you really have an element of self-deprecation, I really envy." ”

Zhao Lei really couldn't stand the stinky fart of this security guard, so he hurriedly thanked him and ran away after speaking.

As soon as I took two steps, I ran into an acquaintance again, "Hello Mr. Xiong~"

I saw that the decadent and tired teacher Xiong Chumo immediately lit up his eyes, and found Zhao Lei as soon as he straightened his stomach, and hurriedly ran to Zhao Lei's side, looked around to make sure that there was no one around, and asked in a low voice: "Classmate, who told you." ”

"Teacher Xiong..... Why are you still foul-mouthed? Zhao Lei was a little confused, isn't this a normal title.

"Didn't I ask you to call me Teacher Chumo?! I haven't said anything about my surname Xiong for two terms! The principal and leaders have promised to help me keep it secret, where did you hear about it. "Teacher Xiong wanted to cry without tears, and finally came out of the shadows, and came out in the morning to look for food and was hit by a big incident.

"......." Looking at Mr. Xiong, who was emotionally broken, Zhao Lei could imagine the poignant scene where he was once ridiculed, and he lived a life like walking on thin ice every day, no wonder he was so decadent.

"The teacher promises to help you keep it confidential. Zhao Lei hurriedly said.

"That's what you said, I didn't force you. Teacher Xiong hurriedly looked like a teacher.

Zhao Lei: "......."

"Anyway, who told you that, I have to settle accounts with him. Teacher Xiong clenched his fat fist, and the fat on his belly couldn't stop shaking.

"Teacher, can you not say this? After all, this person is not in this school. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Teacher Xiong stared at Zhao Lei's big eyes, and he couldn't imagine that someone outside the school told him.

"Really, and I knew about it by accident. "Zhao Lei doesn't want to tell Teacher Xiong about Fei San, the ghost knows if this thing will make trouble for Senior Brother Fei, Senior Brother is still very good to himself, and he can't take revenge.

"Then forget it, you are busy with your go, remember not to talk nonsense!" Mr. Xiong usually looks half-dead, but he didn't expect that when he mentioned his name, it would be like being beaten with chicken blood.

Escaping from Teacher Xiong's hands, Zhao Lei immediately ran to Teacher Du's office for refuge, and sure enough, only Teacher Du's office was the only pure land in this school.

Looking at the teacher who was already practicing, Zhao Lei also put away his hippie smile attitude and immediately entered the state.

........

Shennongjia, Golden Monkey Ridge.

The sea of fog in the early morning has not yet dissipated, and the hot sun wheel rises from the east.

The lonely primeval forest is mysterious, the dense forest and ravines are shrouded in clouds and mist, and even in late autumn, the ancient trees in the forest are verdant and dripping.

The creatures in the deep forest were all awakened by the sun and started a new day's activities, and Han Xiaotian, who was hiding in the tent, trembled.

"It's too cold in this hellish place, I said Dad, can't you pick an ordinary forest? Looking at his father, who was shivering with cold like him, Han Xiaotian couldn't help but complain.

"It's not for your own good..... Shennongjia is the most ideal cultivation holy place for the wood system, and others can't come to it if they want to. Daddy Han said seriously.

"Don't you say it, I also know that this is a holy place for cultivation, it's going to be winter soon, you bring such a little clothes, pull me to this ghost place to freeze, you give me a look at cultivation......" Han Xiaotian said as he retracted his body into the quilt and tightened the small quilt.

"Isn't this a mistake, who knew it would be cold like this...... Ahh

"What's the matter with me?" Han Xiaotian looked at his father suspiciously.

"You still have the face to say that the rain before yesterday made you build a rattan house out of wood, what kind of thing did you build? ”

"Didn't I pull it out? ”

"In your house, it was raining heavily outside, and it was raining heavily inside the house, which made my father laugh, and in the end he didn't go out to get drenched in the rain, so that I was frozen and cold. Han Xu remembered the tent Han Xiaotian had set up, and he felt a chill.

"That's because your physique is not good, I am a cultivation tent, a ....... that specializes in simulating a waterfall to exercise your will," Han Xiaotian quibbled.

"You blow, you keep blowing, as far as your kid's urine is concerned, I don't know your father. ”

"Now the question is what should we do, is it Dad, what kind of bullshit do you have to play in the wilderness to survive and break through the limit, but it's been three days, we haven't even been out of the tent a few times, what limit is the limit to break through?"

"Also, Dad, you said that your intermediate water system is of any use other than being a kettle, can't you go out hunting?"

"Then when the temperature is high, let's go out for a walk, try to find something to eat, anyway, we are on the edge of the forest, basically all small miscellaneous beasts, let's fill our stomachs first." Han Xu said calmly.

"Is there a fire?" Han Xiaotian asked his soul.

Han Xu: "........"

Han Xiaotian was about to cry, who could bear the father of such a pig teammate on the stall, and he didn't bring anything except the quilt when he came out to survive.

"Why don't we eat fruit......"

"Where does the fruit come from in winter?"

“.......”

"Forget it, go out and try your luck, and you might find some edible plants. Han Xiaotian got out of the quilt and resolutely walked out of the tent.

Han Xu looked at his son's unwavering back, as if he saw a rising star in the rising sun, reliable and dazzling.

After three seconds........

Han Xiaotian climbed into the tent with a blank face, slipped into the quilt, and the crown of his teeth was trembling.

"What's the matter, Xiaotian, take out your young man's momentum!" Han Xu patted Han Xiaotian's back and encouraged, and quickly retracted his arm again.

"Outside..... Outside under ...... It's snowing...... You want to get out.... You go on your own. Han Xiaotian said tremblingly.

"What?" Han Xu had indeed heard of Shennongjia before, especially the Golden Monkey Ridge, which had a strange climate, he thought that this was the real holy land for survival, and he could perfectly experience survival in various climates throughout the year, but he didn't expect it to really become survival.

After a while, there was another whistling wind outside, and a trace of chill drilled through the cracks in the house, constantly eroding the will of the two.

"Dad, we're not going to die here, are we?" Han Xiaotian asked in despair as he curled up under the covers, closing his eyes.

"No, son, trust me. Han Xu stroked Han Xiaotian's back and comforted, his eyes revealing spring-like tenderness.

"I just believe you to fall to such a point, dad, do you still have the face to say such things?" Han Xiaotian was full of aggrieved tears, thinking that he was young and had not completed his great journey from the south to the north, and was about to leave this beautiful world, he was sad and went against the current.

"You can't say that, you can't retreat in a predicament, no matter what difficulties we encounter, don't be afraid, face him with a smile, the best way to eliminate fear is to face fear, come on Ollie!!" Han Xu's face was full of fighting spirit, as if even if he went for winter swimming now, it would be no problem.

Looking at his delirious father, Han Xiaotian said with a disgusted face: "Stop, stop, if the chicken soup can feed our stomachs, why are we so embarrassed, Dad, be sober!"

So the scene fell into embarrassment.

.......

Three hours later, the green branches of the mountain were covered with snow clothes, the entire mountain peak was covered in silver, turning into a vast sea of snow, and the arrogant Golden Monkey Ridge was like a divine sword pointing straight to the sky, standing among the peaks.

Under a small snowdrift slowly crawled out two survivors in short sleeves, who just shrank back as soon as they probed, and after a few minutes of grinding, the two walked out of the tent wrapped in quilts.

"What else can you find to eat in the snow in this deep mountain and old forest?" Han Xiaotian asked with a shivering snort.

Han Xu also shook his body and said vaguely: "Try your luck, move by the way, otherwise you will die of cold." ”

"What do you say we can live for, can we wait for rescue?" Han Xiaotian looked at the endless tumbling sea of clouds, and was a little stunned.

Han Xu didn't know where the confidence came from, and said, "Don't worry, you won't die." ”

Han Xiaotian wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he still stopped inserting flags and honestly closed his mouth.

The mountain after the snow is extremely dangerous, because the terrain hidden under the snow is unpredictable, I don't know where to stay, it is easy to step on the air and fall off the cliff, the father and son control the vines, and the other washes the snow on the road with water, and moves forward in an orderly manner.

The midday sun did not provide warmth for the two of them, but caused the ice and snow to melt, and the temperature was abnormally cold.

With each breath, the biting cold air rushed straight to the lungs, as painful as if they had been slashed by a knife, and the extreme cold gradually wrapped around the two of them's bodies, dragging them into the cold winter hell.

Han Xiaotian was wearing slippers, his toes were frozen, but he was unconscious, the footprints on the snow were mixed with blood, and the core temperature kept dropping.

"Xiaotian, pay attention to controlling your mental power and persevere!" Han Xu taught Han Xiaotian.

Han Xiaotian, who was completely buried by the cold, felt that the world was a white hell, no matter how stubbornly he resisted, he would eventually be broken by the cold.

In his spiritual world, the wood elemental buds gradually withered in the cold winter, and Han Xiaotian's spirit desperately protected his elemental buds, silently kneeling on the young and fragile sapling, not wanting it to cut off its life.

"Don't give up, keep going!" Han Xu kept cheering behind Han Xiaotian, and this voice reached the depths of Han Xiaotian's spirit.

"Give me life!! Han Xiaotian, who was guarding the elemental buds, called out heartbreakingly, and an unwilling tear dropped on the withered leaves, disappearing in an instant, but there was no improvement.

Han Xiaotian, who was trying his best, had gradually collapsed, and now he couldn't maintain the control of the wood element, and the wooden vine around his waist was getting looser and looser.