"What's that sound?"

The three-flowered cat twisted its head, looked around the cave, and finally set its eyes on the Taoist, and took the initiative to say the first sentence in nearly half a day.

The voice is still soft and thin.

The thunder outside the cave gradually became quieter, and the thunder in the cave gradually became quieter, and the different languages and whispers became more and more indistinct and obscure, and it was almost inaudible.

“……”

Song You retracted his gaze at this time, lowered his head slightly, and met the cat's bright eyes, and said softly: "It's just the previous voice." ”

"Whose voice?"

The cat was a little less vigilant at this time, but a little more confused.

"The former people." Song You finally put the naan in his hand into his mouth, "Like us, people who have come to climb this mountain before and have stayed in this cave. ”

"Where are they?"

"In the past."

"Before?" The cat looked serious, tilted its head slightly, and looked left and right, "Where did the sound come from?" ”

"From this cave." Song You patiently replied, "Sometimes there is a magical ability in some places, if it is a thunderstorm, you can record the sound and even the image at that time, and wait until the next thunderstorm day to present it again, if there are descendants who happen to come here at this time, you can have a conversation with the ancients through this wonder of heaven and earth and weather." ”

"Hmm......"

The cat's expression was still serious, still staring at the Taoist, but there was a little more thought in her eyes.

“……”

Outside, another flash of lightning struck.

"Sanhua Niangniang's voice may also stay, and if someone comes here many years from now, they may hear it." The Taoist voice was very gentle, "Does Sanhua Niangniang have anything you want to say?" ”

"Boom ......"

The thunder was too late.

"Hmm......"

The cat thought for a moment: "I don't know ......"

"Now Sanhua Niangniang is stupid."

"Sanhua Niangniang is not stupid!"

"Really?"

"Sanhua Niangniang is very smart!" Sanhua Cat said seriously, "It's just that I don't know what to say in my empty mind!" ”

"That's good, too."

"Very good......

"Sanhua Niangniang take a rest, I'm tired today, take care of my spirits, and wait until tomorrow when the snow stops, let's get up early and climb to the top of the mountain in one breath." The premise is that you can climb it. ”

"Okay......

The crackling of fire in the cave.

The intermittent sound of thunder, accompanied by the murmurs of the cave, which was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and difficult to hear, perhaps it was difficult for these sounds to travel through time, and it was only when there was lightning outside that these sounds could suddenly become louder and clearer.

The Taoist had already finished eating the naan and half a honeydew melon, and at this time he sat down with his back against the wall and closed his eyes to practice.

I don't know how high this sacred mountain is, how old it is, it has been admired by the local people under the mountain for thousands of years, and the spirit of the mountain is ancient and sacred, and it is full of biting chill.

At this time, the ancient voices echoed in the ears, coupled with the spiritual rhyme, as if they could take Song You back to that time, and see the predecessors who came here one by one and rested in the cave, with only a few words or a few syllables, their character was revealed.

Some people are pure and open-minded and just want to climb high, some people are depressed and decadent and come here to seek death, some people are confused and come to the mountains to find some kind of salvation and enlightenment, and some people have a strong purpose to find the cold and ice spirit.

Today happens to be Bailu.

The sacred mountain takes Song Tour to taste the ancient charm.

Wind and snow are kept out.

Early the next morning.

It was calm outside.

It was so calm that there was no sound at all, whether it was the roar of birds and beasts, or the sound of wind and snow, or the subtle noise of nature, there was not a single bit, all of them were absorbed by the snow, and Song You felt a dead silence that was more terrible than the hustle and bustle of the wind and snow last night, but he felt peaceful.

The Taoist got up in silence.

Lit the last bit of firewood, took the pot out of the hole, felt the clear and biting cold, filled the pot with snow, came back to boil water, and began to pack up.

The three-flowered cat lay on the cloth mat, shrunk into a ball, just in the sun pattern in the middle of the cloth mat, heard his movement, only raised her head slightly, quietly aimed at him, and waited until it was almost over, she got up and stretched on the cloth mat, yawned, and lay down in a different position, and said to the Taoist in a milky voice:

"Last night, the wind whined in front of me, and there was no sound at all in the back!"

"It's because the snow has stopped."

"The wind and snow have stopped......"

"Is Sanhua Niangniang resting?"

"Sanhua Niangniang woke up."

"Was it cold last night?"

"Sanhua Niangniang's hair is very long!"

"Looks like it's recovered a little bit too."

"It's recovered a little~"

"But it's still very high from here to the top of the mountain, the air above is very thin, and it's very steep and tiring to climb up, and it will become more silly to the top of the mountain, Sanhua Niangniang should be prepared."

"Sanhua Niangniang is very smart."

"It's nature."

The snow in the pot has melted, and small bubbles are coming out of the side of the pot.

The cat was still lying on his side on the blanket and staring at him, a fluffy tail flapping the blanket up and down, and said to him, "You sat all night last night!" ”

"yes."

"Why don't you lie down? Shrinking? It's very comfortable! ”

"I'm practicing."

"Practice~"

"This is a rare opportunity to practice."

"Then have you finished practicing?"

"It's been very beneficial."

"Sanhua Niangniang wants to eat chicken ......"

"After going down the mountain."

The Taoist poured a bowl of hot water, held it in his hand, the temperature came from the bowl, and his hands, which had been frozen red from all his work, were gradually warmed.

The snow at this height is very clean, and the water is also clear, Song You himself plans to use boiling water to make naan, and then simply break the naan, throw it into the pot and cook it together, boil it into a pot of paste, and then throw some of the dried meat and raisins in the bag, and by the way, stop the three-flower cat who wants to throw the dried rat into the pot, which is a pot of steaming breakfast.

In this place, it can be considered a luxury.

A big bowl for the Taoist, a small bowl for the cat, and the swallow ate some meat scraps, and after eating, the whole body warmed up, and the energy became abundant.

After eating, after packing up a little, Song You left his bags and horses that could not climb the mountain in the cave, only brought Sanhua Niangniang's blanket, loaded some food and water, and set off with a bamboo cane.

Today's goal is to reach the top of the mountain.

Sure enough, the wind stopped and the snow stopped outside, the sky was clear, the sky and the earth were only blue and snow-white, there was no cloud in the sky, there was no defect or leakage, only a round of white sun on the horizon, the earth was near the thick snow covering the whole mountain, and in the distance was a sea of rolling clouds, covering the appearance of the earth.

The cat kept turning its head and looked into the distance.

Between breaths, it's all white steam.

The group walked by, leaving a trail of footprints on the entire snowy surface.

Although the three-flowered cat only saw the hardships of climbing the mountain here yesterday, the headache when fainting the mountain, but still can't help but play with the temperament, and it seems to forget yesterday overnight, from time to time to jump in the snow, jump high, and then plunge down, as if there are some mice and rabbits hidden in the snow, to catch it.

The Taoist saw it and didn't care about her.

After a while, the cat was almost finished, and then he came down and slowly followed him up the hill.

Just like yesterday, it is far more difficult for the Taoist to walk on the mountain than it is to climb the mountain in others, and this is by no means the result of the taller, steeper and thicker snow here, but the care given to him by this sacred mountain, so that he can feel a little bit of the feeling of ordinary mortals climbing mountains.

The Taoist still did not resist it.

It's so rude and meaningless.

But unlike yesterday, yesterday we only reached the foot of the peak, and today we have to climb to the top.

The road beneath your feet is noticeably steeper.

The magnitude of the change is still drastic.

As soon as he climbed up the mountain, the figure of the Taoist quickly tilted, almost leaning forward, sometimes the snow could be submerged to the waist, and it was already steep enough, and every step had to break through the thick snow and overcome the huge resistance.

However, the higher you climb, the steeper it becomes.

Sometimes you have to climb with both hands and feet.

Again, this is the result of picking a pass.

There are many places on the top of the mountain that cannot be climbed, it is so steep that it is almost vertical, and it is even upside down, and even the snow cannot be piled up, only stones, and it is almost impossible to climb without spells. Therefore, it is necessary to find a slightly gentle path, at least to be able to walk and climb.

The Taoist chose the ridgeline to the south.

The journey here is longer and relatively gentle.

However, the difficulty was beyond his imagination.

Because there is no mature route, there is snow everywhere, how to know the true face of the mountain in the mountains, the Taoist will make mistakes when walking, and even go to a dead end, and have to turn back, which is really a torture on the mountain that is so high that every step requires a huge amount of physical strength.

Because there are no predecessors left a road, even if it is a relatively gentle road, there are still very steep places occasionally, and there is no place for predecessors to tread on here, and it is not even connected by an iron cable like Genting Mountain, so Taoists can only climb up with their bare hands, and they have to bring a cat and a swallow when climbing.

The further you go, the narrower the ridge becomes.

It becomes dangerous to walk on it.

Sometimes the snow will be unstable and will collapse if you step on it.

Sometimes when you step on ice, you can also break.

The Taoist was on the verge of danger several times, but thanks to his quick reaction and the lack of fear in his heart, he was calm and calm without fear, and he was able to turn the danger into a disaster.

At the end of the day, he still has a lot of advantages.

"It's almost ......"

The Taoist looked at the top of the sacred mountain where there was only a small tip left in front of him, and knew that even such a small tip was only a short road, and it was very difficult to walk at this height, and he had to face many dangers carefully, but he still turned his head and said to a cat and a swallow behind him:

"Soon to the top of the mountain."

The cat had long since lost its strength, so she only looked up at him, did not say a word, and followed him in silence.

The whole body was covered in snow.

The swallow was also silent.

He is not good at running and jumping, but yesterday he heard the Taoist say that mortals can go up, and he also wanted to grit his teeth and go up once, so he never gave up.

Rest as you walk.

Even every ten feet away, you have to stop and rest for a while.

A short walk forward.

Today is okay, at least the weather is good, there is not even the wind, there is only the sound of Taoist panting between heaven and earth, otherwise on this ridgeline, it may take a lot of effort to even stand firm and not be blown down by the wind.

The summit is already in sight.

"It's almost successful, Sanhua Niangniang, Yan An, let's take one last rest, work harder, and then go to the top of the mountain with all our might, and we can relax."

The Taoist paused for the last time and said to the two little monsters behind him.

Rightfully there was no response.

The Taoist was not in a hurry, he took out a piece of warm naan from his arms and put it in his mouth, softened it with saliva and temperature, and then swallowed it, which was regarded as replenishing his physical strength, and after a while, he was ready to go.

"Let's go."

There was no movement behind him.

The Taoist had just taken two steps before he stopped and looked back.

It turned out that the cat had completely lost its strength, and the whole cat lay on the snow, lying on its stomach, staring at him weakly, opening its mouth slightly, and not barking.

The swallow stopped beside her, looked at the cat, and then at the Taoist, equally exhausted.

“……”

"Do you want to take more rest?"

“……”

The cat didn't have the strength to speak, so he only used his eyes to let him go forward alone, and lay down here to sleep and wait for him.

It seems that he can't move at all.

Song You couldn't help but smile.

Then without hesitation, he turned around and took two steps, grabbed the cat with one hand, grabbed the swallow in his hand with one hand, and turned forward one by one—no matter how tired he was, his steps were still firm, his expression was still calm, and he had not changed for many years.

Use your elbows and feet together to climb to the top of the mountain.

The tip of the mountain is like a halberd, and only one person can stand.

The snow was flat, and there were only one person's footprints.

The Taoist couldn't help but sit on the ground.

In front of you is a scenery far from the world.

(End of chapter)