It's nightfall. Wind and snow are intermittent.

When the wind and snow move. The whistling sound passed through the long snowy fields, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, thousands of piles of snow. The darkness is like a devouring place of exile. The sound of violence and wildness makes the heart palpitate and keep ringing, and the wind and snow are quiet. Heaven and earth are only silent and indifferent. It's like a sea of snow with a storm. Thousands of miles are clear and cold, and the silver light is cold. Endless snowy fields as white jade. Deserted to the extreme.

The snow field was unusually cold, even if the moonlight was sprinkled. It seemed to freeze in an instant. But no matter the wind and snow are great or the world is calm, the side of a high ground is a little ***. They are all inextinguishable, just like the human heart's desire for the unknown. Always stubborn and determined to stay there.

The brazier in the tent conveyed a rare sense of warmth, blocking out the cold outside, partly because the special snow tent was very effective in insulating wind and temperature, and partly because the fuel in the brazier seemed to be particularly resistant to burning. And the fire is not small.

Begonia Blossom had taken off the fur hat that covered most of her face, and her cheeks were as red as apples. She was squatting next to the brazier boiling soup, her brows furrowed slightly, with a hint of worry. And the side has already gotten into the sleeping bag. But he didn't notice her emotions.

It's been a few days to the north. The weather is getting colder and colder. He spent less and less time walking during the day, and most of the time he basically hid in his tent to avoid the snow, but Fan Xian didn't worry much about these problems, he was just calculating how long he could last with fuel and food.

The white bear had already had only one bear skin left, and Fan Xian had done two bear paws alone, although Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were very surprised by his leisurely ambition. I was even more surprised that he hadn't forgotten even things like spices in his carry-on gear. Honestly. Bear's paw is not very tasty. And the portion size is really a bit insufficient.

At the beginning of this expedition to the temple land of the extreme north, the dozens of snow dogs that worked hard to pull and equip the ground could also forage for food on their own, but now the deeper they went into the snow field, there were fewer and fewer beasts that could be seen alive, so Fan Xian was forced to use the prepared food. These snow dogs work hard every day, and Fan Xian is naturally reluctant to treat them badly, but their appetite is inevitably too good.

For this trip to the temple. Fan Xian was really well prepared, sunglasses to prevent snow blindness, special fine velvet sleeping bags, and a huge amount of materials to prepare, but he was still a little vigilant, because if he couldn't find the temple before summer. Once you really have to stay up for half a year on the Far North Ice Sheet. These foods are definitely not enough. Maybe we're going to start killing dogs eventually.

Bitter Lotus Shaun insisted on staying on the ground by eating human flesh back then. Fan Xian didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past. He turned his head slightly. looked at the begonias next to the brazier, forcibly suppressed the stinging pain in his chest, and said, "Do you want to listen to the story?"

"What's the story?" Begonia's face is still a little red. Without looking up, Fan Xian smiled. told the story of Sean and Kuhe's northern exploration of the temple land. Even the deeds of the two old-timers who ate human flesh were not hidden.

After listening to Begonia. Her face gradually changed, as if she couldn't accept that her master had made such a terrible choice, and a very complicated emotion echoed in the heart of the girl's family, and after a long silence. She looked up slowly. looked at Fan Xian with those extremely bright eyes. Jing Jing said: "Say this to me at this time. It must not be specifically designed to disgust me and hit me. There has to be some truth. ”

"I see you love those snow dogs. Fan Xian's eyes drooped slightly, and he said tiredly: "And in fact, these snow dogs have really helped us a lot." But if it really comes to the day when the ammunition is exhausted. We're always going to start eating dog meat, and hopefully you'll be prepared by now. ”

Begonia's complexion changed slightly. In front of Fan Xiandi, she didn't need to be holding the Holy Maiden of Northern Qi and the head of Tianyi, but she could naturally express her emotions. She is a girl's family, and she will naturally love the snow dog that runs every day. This month. She is basically in charge of dog food, and when she heard this, she realized that it was ...... Fan Xian didn't have a good heart from the beginning, and those snow dogs who worked hard to pull the sled turned out to be one of his food reserves.

But for this trip to the temple. Begonia was already prepared for the extremely difficult time. Especially when she heard the tragic incident of Lord Shizun eating human flesh back then, she knew that there was a difference in the severity of the matter, so she bowed her head slightly. There was no answer, and there was no rebuttal.

There was silence in the tent. The sound of the wind and snow outside the tent is particularly clear. You can even hear how much snow is pounding on the outer skin of the tent. The crackling sound is unpleasant.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps on the ice and snow outside the tent. Fan Xian and Haitang's faces did not change, because they knew who the person was coming, and there was no one in this wilderness. Bitterly cold on the snowy fields. Except for the three young people who were all strong in mind and body to the pinnacle of human beings, there was absolutely no possibility of anyone else appearing.

Wang Shisanlang opened the door with wooden strips hanging down and walked in, bringing in a cold wind. The flames in the brazier suddenly dimmed. Hell, it's freezing in the snowfields. It seems that those flames can be frozen directly with low temperatures.

Begonia took out a small black ball from her sleeve and threw it into the brazier. The fire in the brazier finally stabilized. It's all about it. All of them are special items that Fan Xian has prepared over the years. Especially tinder. It has never been cut off.

Wang Shisanlang stood on the blanket at the door, patted off the thick ice and snow on his body, took off the towel that had countless layers around his face, and spit out a few words like ice lumps on his lips, which were a little white from the cold: "Okay." Go to sleep. ”

Begonia is responsible for all the trivial things of life. The girl's family was finally transformed into a housewife by Fan Xian in this extreme environment, while Wang Shisanlang was responsible for leading the construction and defense of the dozens of snow dogs and tents. He's right now. It means that the snow dog has been specially built outside, and the snow nest has been taken care of.

From the point of view of hard work alone. Of course, Wang Shisanlang's work is harder, Fan Xian's eyes narrowed. Said to him: "From Ming'er." You're in charge of feeding the dogs. ”

Wang Shisanlang nodded and sat down next to the brazier. took a bowl of hot soup handed over by Begonia and drank it slowly. Every sip was drunk with great care, and the sword at his waist dragged to the ground. It smells faintly bloody.

"To be restored. It really takes a lot of hard work. But it's too cold in this place, so don't force it. Fan Xian's eyes flashed with a hint of worry, these Heavenly King Thirteen Lang is extremely strong in the wind and snow to practice swords, with their own potential against the majesty of heaven and earth, this method of asceticism is really moving Fan Xian and Begonia.

They knew that Wang Shisanlang had a sense of urgency and wanted to recover his arm as soon as possible. Or practice a left-handed sword, but Fan Xian is always worried about his body.

"Ah Da found a nest of snow rabbits earlier, but the hole was too deep. They couldn't help it, so I helped them get those rabbits out. Wang Shisanlang put down the soup bowl. Rubbing his face. Shaking his head, he said, "By the way, move your muscles and bones." If I continue to freeze like this, I'm afraid I'll freeze into ice. ”

"It looks like we can improve the food tomorrow. Fan Xian covered his lips and coughed twice. said with a smile, he found that Thirteen's relationship with these snow dogs is getting better and better, but he is afraid that he will need to persuade one more person in the future.

He suddenly noticed that there was something strange about the begonia, and there were very few words today. And the face is always red. There was always a little melancholy between his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but ask softly, "What are you thinking about so fascinating?"

Begonia frowned slightly,

glared at him,

But he didn't say anything.

On the side, the king of the land was stunned. He smiled rarely, retied the towel on his head, and walked out of the tent.

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, and after a while, he couldn't help but notice the reason. Laughed out loud: "Will the living still let the urine suffocate to death?"

That's vulgar. It happened to be said that Begonia's heart disease at this time. A hint of anger flashed in the girl's eyes.

Fan Xian made a lot of calculations, and even made his trip to the temple two years ago, and he must drag Haitang and Wang Shisanlang as helpers, because he knew it. The long journey, the endless nights, just like the days in the bedside of the previous life, the unbearable loneliness can be maddening. Back then, Kuhe and Lord Sean were able to survive until the temple appeared under the rising sun, not because they dared to eat human flesh. It's because they can be each other's partners. In the midst of a dangerous and unknown journey. Partners are always the most important factor.

But Fan Xian still missed some details of his life. He and Wang Shisanlang don't matter. A casual jar was relieved, but I didn't think about adding to the burden, and I prepared an extra tent as a latrine on this snowy field in an unusually luxurious place, although it was cold a few days ago. But it can still resist, and the temperature has dropped suddenly in the past two days. Then it's convenient in the field. It's a little more difficult.

Wang Shisanlang walked out. Nature is reserved for Begonia a private space. Her eyes narrowed slightly. looked at Fan Xian coldly. said: "If it weren't for your medicine jar." Where would there be so much inconvenience. ”

Fan Xian was silent and smiled. Of the three on this trip, even he was the weakest. He was asked to hide in the snow outside the tent at this time. I'm afraid I'm going to be frozen into a waste soon. He chuckled and said, "Thirteen Lang left alone." Naturally, I am aware of the relationship between you and me. Who's with whom between us, don't mind that, right?"

It was still a deep, bitter night. The fire in the brazier was never able to flourish due to the lack of wood and other large materials. The wind and snow outside the tent were still howling desperately. There was nothing dangerous in the darkness around him, but the bitter cold of the earth was the most dangerous in itself, and the three sleeping bags were arranged in a zigzag pattern beside the brazier. The three young men in the sleeping bag were all wide-eyed. Refuses to sleep.

It's been a month of trekking through the snowy fields and there's not much entertainment. There is no way to pass the time, except that walking is sleeping, which is really boring to the extreme. The three of them also slept to the extreme, if Fan Xian wasn't because his body was too weak. I will definitely regret how to bring the big sun of Thirteen Lang by my side. Otherwise, at this time, I hugged Duoduo and said some small love words that I hadn't said for a long time. It's also good to enjoy the speed of your mouth.

Dozens of days of sleepless nights, the three young people basically finished talking about the things that should be talking, and even the matter of wetting the bed when Wang Shisanlang was a child was viciously excavated by Fan Xian. So the three of them had to keep their eyes open. Listening to the sound of the wind and snow howling outside the tent is like enjoying a musical event.

I don't know how long I was silent, Fan Xian suddenly said: "It seems like this kind of wind and snow." In the bitter cold, when those people came here, they were afraid that most of them were already dead. It's amazing that the three of us can still resist it. ”

Lying on the ground with his head with him, Begonia whispered: "Master Shizun is the first person to open the mountain and look for the temple, and you can't know the direction. Knowing the route, it is naturally more difficult. But the descendants are always better than the predecessors, and you seem to know the earth. It's always a little bit more than us. ”

"Don't envy me. Fan Xian closed his eyes. He smiled happily and said, "Life can go to different places and experience different things." It's a rare treat in itself. ”

Wang Shisanlang responded: "It makes sense. ”

"In that case, why don't you and I talk at night? In the future, there will be clouds in the history books, and the night when the wind and snow invaded. into one...... Giant poems. How to cloud the cloud. Isn't that wonderful? I'll start with it, that's what it is. The north wind tightened overnight......"

Without any follow-up, it was obvious that neither Haitang nor Wang Shisanlang was willing to condone this person's sour and rotten qi attack. There was silence.

Fan Xian coughed twice. smiled: "It's too face-saving." ”

"We're all rough people. You want us to accompany you to write a poem, but you don't give us face, besides, this sentence was written by the spicy man in the Stone Record. ”

"I wrote all the stones, who dares to say that I didn't write this sentence?" Fan Xian's brazen voice rang out in the tent.

The other two expressed their disdain in silence, and Fan smiled and opened his tired eyes in the dim environment. Coughing and wheezing, he said, "I'm done with everything." We know each other well enough...... I've always been curious, though. What do you want to do in this world?"

"I want to be a Grand Master. And then like the Master. Protect the people of Dongyi City. Wang Shisanlang's answer is always so strong and direct, confident and ordinary.

"Bedwetting little fart kids are not qualified to use such royal words. ”

"I ......" Haitang's bright eyes looked at the tent on the top, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I grew up in the mountains behind Qingshan since I was a child, and later went to Shangjing. Start traveling in the sky. I just want to carry forward the Qingshan lineage. The imperial court of Daqi can be protected for thousands of generations, not invaded by foreign enemies, and the people within the territory can live and work in peace and contentment. ”

Her voice suddenly dimmed: "But when Master went." I realized that I was not a Qi person. It's a Hu man...... I don't know what I'm going to do, but I think that if Daqi can be safe, the world will be safe. Always well. ”

"Sure enough, it is worthy of the two old monsters who taught the disciples who closed the door, and in a casual word, they are thinking about the world. Fan Xian sighed: "Actually, before I met you, about what is a good war." Bad peace or anything like that, I never thought about it. ”

"Because Uncle Wuzhu never cares about this. So I don't care much, I just want to live well. Fan Xian's tone was particularly light. "The more alive the land, the more vivid. The fresher the better. Because from the first day I knew something, I always felt that everything around me was just a dream. And there will always be a day when you wake up from this dream. This feeling makes me diligent and serious about living each day. ”

"I seem to want to use this abundance of details to dilute my fear of waking up. ”

Listening to Fan's leisurely words, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang fell into silence. They just thought that Fan Xian was lamenting his bizarre background and bizarre life. But he couldn't know what Fan Xian really felt,

"Since you don't want to wake up from this dream, you must have a good place in the dream. Haitang comforted him and said.

The corners of Fan Xian's lips curled slightly. He smiled and said, "That's nature, if it weren't for the preservation of everything beautiful in this dream, why would I have exiled myself to this place where birds don't." Why should I fight with Emperor Lao Tzu for all this, why should I let myself pretend to be brave. Pretending to be righteous. entered the palace to assassinate, but he had to carefully maintain the stability of the Daqing court. ”

It's all there. Was everything really just a dream after being reborn? Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were both asleep, but Fan Xian still didn't fall asleep, he indifferently opened his eyes and looked at the sky that was isolated from the field. Listen to the sound of wind and snow whistling outside the tent. I kept thinking about it in my heart.

Dead in that world. In this world, in the past few years of his childhood, Fan Xian couldn't get rid of the fear of waking up at any time, he was afraid that all this was false, he was afraid that he was just in an illusory mental state. He was afraid that this was a world-inclusive Truman show, and he was afraid that this was a clever game. And he is just a wisp of mental fluctuations. The stream of data is either hypnotized by the woodman.

A true warrior dares to face true death, and for the second to be a man of earth. His real fear was that he didn't know if he was really dead, and he was worried that he would wake up from a dream. He will lie back on the hospital bed. Sink into true darkness. I will never see all this beauty again.

Rivers and mountains, lakes and seas, flowers and trees, beauties.

He shouted on the roof of the house to collect his clothes. He composed three hundred poems in the temple. All this is based on a certain presumptuous mood, but he has lived in the land of Qingguo for more than 20 years. I've laughed and cried. He can finally prove it. None of this is a dream anymore.

Although until this time. He still didn't know what a temple was, but he was sure. All of this is really happening around me, not by some god in the dark.

Because the people in this world are real, the feelings in the world are real, as well as human nature, and joys and sorrows, there are always some things in the world that cannot be faked. If only God could control it perfectly. Just as God wants light. Just like Nuwa wants to play with mud, just like Pangu is tired and resting, then what's the point of pursuing all this?

The closer you are to the temple. Fan Xian became more and more unable to get rid of these problems, and it was not until this time that he gradually figured it out at night. The temple may be an answer to a question, but in fact, he is more concerned with mundane reality. At least the joys and sorrows of the lives of those people who think they are in reality.

For the unknowable, the uninquisitable, the untouchable. Unobservable things, in fact, these things do not exist, this is what was once talked about in physics class in that world, Fan Xian has always remembered it very clearly, and he suddenly felt that he could put this definition of physics on the word fate tonight.

No one can change their fate. But he can choose not to accept his fate, or ignore it, and Fan Xian lives in this world. Love or hate the people or things of this world. The world must be real. Authentic to the bone, he firmly believes it.

I didn't sleep all night, and the true qi in my body was dissipated. Although the vitality of heaven and earth is making up for the lack of other places with the breath, the speed is still not fast enough. The outside cold invades the restless. Fan Xian finally fell ill.

When the howling of the wind and snow outside stopped. When the white light on the snow was reflected into the tent, Fan Xian's cheeks also became extremely pale, two extremely unhealthy blushes appeared under his eye sockets, and his forehead was hot.

Sick most fearfully. At the most severe cold moment, Fan Xian lay in the warm and gentle arms of Begonia, and drank the medicine he prepared seriously. Forcibly maintain the spirit. He said in a hoarse voice, "The medicine jar has something to say." ”

"Say it. Begonia's eyebrows were full of worry. Gently hugged him and shook him like a child.

"We can't stop, let's keep walking. ”

"But there's so much snow here. ”

Suddenly, the tent door was opened. Wang Shisanlang poked his head in. His face was full of surprise.

The north wind was tight overnight. The snow is still drifting when the door opens. However, the snow was rolled up from the ground. There is no snow in the sky. There was only the clear blue sky and the sun that looked so shrunken. The air was still cold, but the snow had finally stopped.