It was nightfall, and the wind and snow were intermittent.

When the wind and snow moved, the whistling sound passed through the long snowy field, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, thousands of piles of snow, and the darkness was like a devouring place of exile, and the sound of violence and wildness made people palpitate and keep ringing. When the wind and snow are quiet, the heaven and the earth are only blindly silent and indifferent, like a sea of snow with a storm, thousands of miles of cold silver light, and the endless dead snow field like white jade is cold to the extreme.

The unusually cold and icy snowfield, even if the moonlight sprinkled down, seemed to be frozen in an instant, but no matter whether the wind and snow were blowing or the sky and the earth were calm, the little lights on the side of a high ground could not be extinguished, just like the desire of human hearts for the unknown, always stubbornly and firmly waiting there.

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

Begonia Duoduo has taken off the fur hat that covers most of her face, her cheeks are as red as apples, she is squatting next to the brazier and boiling soup, her brows are slightly furrowed, there is a hint of worry, and Fan Xian, who has already gotten into the sleeping bag on the side, has not noticed her love.

It's been a long time since I've been walking north, the weather is getting colder and colder, and I have less and less time to walk during the day, most of the time I basically hide in my tent to avoid the snow, but Fan Xian doesn't worry much about these problems, he is just calculating how long the fuel and food he carries can last.

The white bear had already only one bear skin left, and Fan Xian did two bear paws alone, although Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were very surprised by his leisure and leisure, and even more surprised that he didn't even forget things like seasonings in his carry-on equipment, but to be honest, the bear paws were not very delicious, and the portion was indeed a little insufficient.

At the beginning of this expedition to the temple of the Far North, the dozens of snow dogs that worked hard to pull the equipment could also forage for food on their own, but now the deeper they went into the snow field, the fewer and fewer living beasts they could see, and as a last resort, Fan Xian was forced to use the prepared food.

For this trip to the temple, Fan Xian was really well prepared, sunglasses to prevent snow blindness, special fine velvet sleeping bags, and a large number of materials to prepare, but he still had some jǐng timidity, because if he couldn't find the temple before the summer, once he really had to stay up for half a year on the Arctic Ice Field, the food he brought would definitely not be enough, and maybe he would start killing dogs in the end.

Bitter Lotus Sean insisted on 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 begonia flowers next to the brazier, forcibly suppressed the stinging pain in his chest, and said, "Do you want to hear the story?"

"What's the story?" Begonia's face was still a little red, and he didn't look up. Fan Xian smiled and told the story of Sean and Kuhe's northern exploration of the temple back then, that is, he did not hide the deeds of the two old-timers who ate human flesh.

After listening to Haitang, her face gradually changed, as if she couldn't accept her master for a while, she had made such a terrible choice, a very complicated feeling echoed in the heart of the girl's family, after a long silence, she slowly raised her head, looked at Fan Xian with those extremely bright eyes, and said quietly: "To say this to me at this time, it must not be specifically to disgust me or hit me, there must be some truth." ”

"I see you love those snow dogs. Fan Xian's eyes drooped slightly, and he said tiredly: "In fact, these snow dogs have really helped us a lot, but if it really comes to the day when we run out of ammunition, we will always start eating dog meat, I hope you can be mentally prepared now." ”

Begonia face changed slightly, she didn't need to be holding the Holy Maiden of Northern Qi in front of Fan Xian, the body frame of the head of Tianyi, but she could naturally reveal her feelings, she was a girl's family, and she would naturally love the snow dog that ran happily every day...... Fan Xian didn't have a good heart from the beginning, and the snow dogs that worked hard to pull the sled turned out to be one of his food reserves.

However, for this trip to the temple, Haitang had already made extremely difficult preparations, especially when she heard the tragic incident of eating human flesh in the past, she knew that there was a difference in the matter, she bowed her head slightly, did not answer, and did not refute.

There was silence inside the tent, and the sound of the wind and snow outside the tent was so clear that you could even hear how much snow was pounding on the outer skin of the tent, crackling and making people feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps stepping on ice and snow outside the tent, Fan Xian and Haitang's faces did not change, because they knew who the person was, in this deserted, cold and oppressive snow field, except for the three young people who were strong in their hearts and minds and bodies to the peak of human beings, it was absolutely impossible for anyone else to appear.

Wang Shisanlang opened the door with the wooden strip and walked in, bringing in a cold wind, and the flames in the brazier suddenly dimmed.

Haitang took out a small black ball from his sleeve and threw it into the brazier, the fire in the brazier finally stabilized, all of them were special items prepared by Fan Xian over the years, especially the tinder, which had never been cut off.

Wang Shisanlang stood on the blanket at the door and slapped 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 as crisp as ice lumps from his frozen and somewhat pale lips: "Okay, sleep." ”

Haitang is responsible for all the trivial things of life, this girl's family was finally transformed into a housewife by Fan Xian in this extreme environment, and Wang Shisanlang is responsible for leading the construction and defense of the dozens of snow dogs and tents.

From the perspective of hard work alone, of course, Wang Shisanlang's work is harder, Fan Xian's eyes narrowed, and he said to him: "From Ming'er onwards, you are responsible for feeding those dogs." ”

Wang Shisanlang nodded, sat down next to the brazier, took a bowl of hot soup handed over by Haitang and drank it slowly, every sip was drunk very carefully, and the sword at his waist dragged on the ground like that, exuding a faint smell of blood.

"To recover, you really need to practice hard, but this place is too cold, so don't force it too hard. 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 to practice his left-handed sword, but Fan Xian was always worried about his body.

"Ah Da found a nest of snow rabbits before, but the hole was too deep for them to do anything, so I helped them get those rabbits out. Wang Shisanlang put down the soup bowl, rubbed his face, shook his head and said: "By the way, move your muscles and bones, and if you continue to freeze like this, I'm really afraid that I will be frozen into ice cubes." ”

"It looks like we can improve the food tomorrow. Fan Xian covered his lips and coughed twice, and said with a smile. He found that Thirteen's relationship with these snow dogs is getting better and better, but he is afraid that there is one more person who needs to be persuaded after he rì.

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

Begonia frowned slightly and glared at him, but didn't say anything. Wang Shisanlang, who was on the side, was stunned, smiled very 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, and laughed: "Will a living person still suffocate urine to death?"

This was vulgar, and it happened to say that Haitang's heart was sick at this time, and a trace of anger flashed in the girl's eyes.

Fan Xian made a lot of calculations, and even as early as two years ago, he had calculated his trip to the temple, and he must drag Begonia and Wang Shisanlang as helpers, because he knew that the long journey and the endless night, just like those rì in front of the hospital bed in his previous life, the unbearable loneliness would make people crazy. 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, but because they could be each other's partners, and in a dangerous and unknown journey, partners are always the most important factor.

But Fan Xian still missed some details of life, he didn't care about Wang Shisanlang, just a jar was freed, but he didn't think about increasing the burden, and he prepared an extra tent as a toilet on this snowfield. Although it was cold in the first few days, it was still resistant, and it suddenly cooled down in the past two days, and it was a little difficult to be convenient in the wild.

Wang Shisanlang walked out, naturally leaving Haitang a private space, her eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Fan Xian coldly, and said, "If it weren't for your medicine jar, where would there be so much inconvenience." ”

Fan Xian was silent and smiled, even if his body was the weakest among the three people on this trip, he wanted him to hide in the wind and snow outside the tent at this time, but he was afraid that he would be frozen into a waste soon, and said with a chuckle: "Thirteen Lang left alone, naturally he knows the relationship between you and me, who is with whom between us, don't mind this, right?"

............ It was still a deep and bitter cold night, the fire in the brazier was still unable to flourish because of the lack of wood and other materials, the wind and snow outside the tent were still howling desperately, and there was nothing dangerous in the surrounding darkness, but the severe cold between heaven and earth was itself the greatest danger. The three sleeping bags were arranged in a zigzag pattern around the brazier, but the three young men in the sleeping bags were all wide-eyed and refused to sleep.

I've been trekking on the snowfield for a month, there is no entertainment, there is no way to pass the time, except for walking and sleeping, it is really boring to the extreme, and the three of them have slept to the extreme, if Fan Xian is not because his body is too weak, he will definitely regret how to take the big sun of Thirteen Lang by his side, otherwise it is good to hold Duoduo at this time and say some small love words that have not been said for a long time, and enjoy the speed of mouth.

Dozens of nights of sleeplessness, the three young people basically finished talking about the things that should be discussed, and even the matter of Wang Shisanlang's bedwetting when he was a child was viciously excavated by Fan Xian, so the three of them had to open their eyes and listen to the sound of the wind and snow whistling outside the tent, as if they were enjoying a musical event.

I don't know how long I was silent, Fan Xian suddenly said: "It seems that this kind of wind and snow is big, and it is cold, when those people came here, I am afraid that most of them have already died, and the three of us can still resist it, which is also amazing." ”

Haitang, who was lying on his head with him, said softly: "Master Shizun is the first person to open the mountain to find a temple, and it is naturally more difficult than you know the direction and the route. But the descendants are always better than the predecessors, and you always seem to know more things than we do. ”

"Don't envy me. Fan Xian closed his eyes and said with a happy smile: "Being able to go to different places and experience different things in life is a very rare enjoyment in itself. ”

Wang Shisanlang responded: "What you said is reasonable. ”

"In that case, why don't you and I talk at night......? Isn't it wonderful to have a giant poem, how cloudy, and I will start up, this is the so-called, the north wind is tight overnight......"

Without any follow-up, it was obvious that Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were unwilling to indulge in this person's sour and rotten breath, and it was quiet.

Fan Xian coughed twice and said with a smile: "It's too face-saving." ”

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

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

The other two expressed their disdain in silence, Fan Xian smiled, opened his tired eyes in the dim environment, coughed and gasped and said, "Everything is said and done, we know each other enough...... But I've always wondered, what do you want to do in this world?"

"I want to become a great grandmaster, and then protect the people of Dongyi City like a master. 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 at 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 City, and began to travel in the world. ”

Her voice suddenly dimmed: "But when the master went, I realized that I was not a Qi person, but a Hu person...... I don't know what I'm going to do, but I think it's always good if Daqi can be safe, and the world can be safe. ”

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a closed disciple taught by two old monsters, and a casual sentence is thinking about the world. Fan Xian sighed and said, "Actually, before I met you, I never thought about anything like a good war or a bad peace. ”

"Because Uncle Wuzhu never cares about this, I don't care much either, I just want to live well. Fan Xian's tone was particularly light, "The more vivid and vivid the life, the better, because from the first day of my acquaintance, I always felt that everything around me was just a dream, and this dream will always wake up one day, and this feeling makes me very diligent and serious to live every day." ”

"I seem to be trying to dilute my fear of waking up with the richness of these details. ”

............ Listening to Fan Xian's leisurely words, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang fell into silence, they just thought that Fan Xian was lamenting his bizarre life experience and bizarre life, but they couldn't know what Fan Xian's true feelings were.

"Since you don't want to wake up from this dream, I guess the content of this dream must be good. Haitang comforted him and said.

The corners of Fan Xian's lips curled slightly, smiled, and said: "That's natural, if it weren't for the maintenance of the beautiful qiē in this dream, why would I exile myself to this place where birds don't, why should I fight with Emperor Lao Tzu for this, why should I let myself pretend to be brave, pretend to be righteous, and enter the palace to assassinate, but I have to carefully maintain the stability of the Daqing court." ”

............ Is this qiē, a qiē after rebirth really just a dream? There was silence in the tent, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were asleep, but Fan Xian still did not fall asleep, he indifferently opened his eyes and looked at the isolated sky, listened to the sound of wind and snow whistling outside the tent, and kept thinking in his heart.

Dead in that world, alive in this world, in the years of his childhood, Fan Xian couldn't get rid of the fear of waking up at any time, he was afraid that this qiē was all false, he was afraid that he was just in an illusory state of jīng, he was afraid that this was a world-inclusive Truman show, he was afraid that this was a clever game, and he was just a wisp of jīng god fluctuations, counting jù flow or being hypnotized wooden man.

A true warrior dares to face the real death, and for Fan Xian, who is a human being, he used to be really afraid that he didn't know if he was really dead, and he was afraid that once he woke up from the dream, he would lie back on the hospital bed and sink into the real darkness, never to see this beautiful thing again.

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

He shouted on the roof of the house to collect clothes, he wrote 300 poems in the palace, this qiē is based on some kind of presumptuous love, but he has lived in the land of Qingguo for more than 20 years, laughed and cried, he can finally prove that this qiē is not a dream.

Although until this time, he still did not know what a temple was, he was sure that this qiē was really happening around him, and not being conjured up by some god in the underworld.

Because the people in this world are real, the feelings in the world are real, as well as people, as well as joys and sorrows, there are always some things in the world that cannot be faked. If there really is a god who can control this qiē perfectly, just as God wants light, just as Nuwa wants to play with mud, just like Pangu is tired and resting, then what's the point of pursuing this qiē?

The closer he got to the temple, the more Fan Xian couldn't get rid of these problems, and it wasn't until this night that he gradually figured it out. This trip to the temple may be the answer to a question, but in fact, he is still more concerned with the secular reality, at least the joys and sorrows of the lives of those people in the reality he thinks are in reality.

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

No one can change fate, but he can choose not to accept his fate, or ignore this fate, Fan Xian lives in this world, loves or hates people or things in this world, this world must be real, real to the bone, he firmly believes this.

He didn't sleep all night, the true qi in his body was dissipated, and although the vitality between heaven and earth was making up for his lack with his breathing, the speed was still not fast enough, the external cold invaded, his mind was restless, and Fan Xian finally fell ill.

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

The most feared illness came at the most severe cold moment, Fan Xian lay in the warm and gentle arms of Begonia, drank the medicine he prepared seriously, forcibly maintained the jīng god, and said in a hoarse voice: "The medicine jar has something to say." ”

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

"We can't stop, let's keep walking. ”

"But there's so much snow here. ”

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

The north wind was tight overnight, and the snow was still drifting when the door was opened, but the snow was rolled up from the ground, and there was no snow in the sky, only the clear blue sky and the sun that looked extremely shrunken, and the air was still cold, but the snow finally stopped.