After Feng Yin left, Grandma Yun realized what Feng Yin meant.

Can the road go?

Wind chanting refers to the way to the cemetery that the Taoist temple can walk.

Can such a big snow?

Grandma Yun wanted to stay, but she didn't want to risk walking over the snow.

She wanted to accompany her daughter, but she was also reluctant to moan.

Grandma Yun, who watched Feng Yin leave, walked forward along the swept road, and after walking a distance, a fork in the road appeared.

Go to the left and you will find the cemetery.

At this time, in the direction to the left, there is a path that has been swept out, about seventy or eighty centimeters wide.

Grandma Yun smiled, and she was distressed when she smiled.

"This girl, when did you sweep it?"

Grandma Yun, who was talking to herself, walked along the path, and found a difference this time.

The path was sprinkled with soot slag.

It's the wind that is afraid that she will slippery.

This part of the way, Grandma Yun walked happily and distressed.

When she arrived at the cemetery, she smiled again.

The path just happened to reach the daughter's tombstone, and there was no more one, and there was no wronged road.

"It's really the style of the wind moaning."

Grandma Yun approached the tombstone and found a cloud made of rattan grass, which she knew was left by the wind yin.

Grandma Yun shook off the snow that had been blown off the clouds and sat down next to the tombstone.

"You have a good daughter."

"If she takes anyone to heart, it's really to heart."

"I was lucky, lucky to be her grandmother."

Grandma Yun was babbling and talking, and she didn't have a beginning or an end, she just kept talking.

In the next few days, Grandma Yun stayed in the Taoist temple with peace of mind, three meals a day, and took medicine on time every day.

Sweep the yard quietly and pray for the wind.

Every day, I went to sweep the tomb without moving, and spent a few days of peace and quiet.

After talking about the wind on the other side, after leaving with the trio, after walking a flat road, the four of them reached the part of the steps.

Wind groans stopped.

"Comrades—"

A word comrades, the trio stood upright, their eyes serious.

The four are serious about their own seriousness, they have their own language.

"Comrades, the time has come to test us!"

"This is the only time we can test the eternal hatred of a misstep, so please be very careful."

"Here, this is my personal sponsorship of snow chains for you."

Wind Yin handed out very simple homemade snow chains to the three people, and she looked at the steps that she couldn't see the end of for a while, and took a deep breath.

"Let's go!"

The wind groaning is not propped up, and one hand is on the railing, which mainly plays a blocking role.

In case any of the three people behind slipped, she was the last line of defense.

This step is the fundamental reason why Grandma Yun can't go down the mountain with them.

But Feng Yin wants to go down, and wants to go down.

Without live streaming, where does the traffic come from.

Without traffic, there is no life.

So, that's it!

The quartet cautiously began to descend the mountain.

Actually, the swept steps are a little more slippery.

The foursome were careful all the way, although they slipped and fell a few times, but fortunately, everyone was around, pulling and pulling, and there was no scene of meeting at the foot of the mountain as soon as they slipped.

At the bottom of the mountain, the trio's legs shook like a sieve.

Mountain, not high.

It's just that it's more laborious to walk.

Li Sanyi, who was sitting on the backpack, rubbed his calves and stomach with both hands, and asked again: "Feng Yin, where are we going?" Do? ”

Wind Groan's finger pointed in one direction.

The trio turned their heads in unison and looked in the other direction.

It ——- look like a ski resort.