Phantom Wu knew that the cold was not the most painful for her, just release it, the trouble was that she would definitely feel tormented if it didn't grow after that.

Especially in such a country of ice and snow, at such a fragile moment, it may be frozen here.

But the most important thing is to send it away, and if you can't think of an excuse, it's better to pretend to be confused.

"Clear. Phantom Wu shouted forward, but he didn't look back.

"......The wind and snow are too big, and Phantom Wu shouted again.

The person in front of him never responded, and just walked three steps away without hurrying. The movements and gait did not change at all, and even the frequency of the hair blowing was the same, and the illusion stopped, but the man still kept the same distance from himself.

At this moment, Phantom Wu has understood that the "Mingming" in front of him is a fake, or rather, it is just a phantom for the time being.

As for the real one, she didn't know where to go, or she had already walked away and didn't realize that she hadn't followed, or he had also been tricked by some apparition and thought he was right behind him.

For Phantom, this is indeed not a clever illusion, but it is different for others.

Blurred vision, raging wind and snow, biting cold, and the sound of the wind that almost cut off everything, these means of altering the five senses, reducing sensitivity, and making people panic and confusion are all excellent external conditions for casting illusions.

But when she thought that Ji Ming might be being played around now, she was a little happy.

Originally, I was tired of walking, and I simply sat in the snow with my ass, and I didn't need to recite the Qingming Lingtai such as the "Qingjing Sutra" like other people trapped in the illusion, and I only needed to scan the surroundings, close my eyes and open them again, and the illusion would be broken.

There was still wind, but not so much, and there was no heaviness in the eyes that could not be opened, and although there was no sunlight, there was always a place where the snow refracted at different angles.

Everything in front of you can be seen in subtlety, and change is real.

Isn't it the best chance now? Her right hand is already pressed on her armbag, and perhaps she can continue to finish her embroidery in this uninhabited snow country.

Phantom bit her lower lip, but still let go of her hand. I don't know who this apparition is, and in this uncertain environment, I don't know when it will appear.

Physical reactions can also be masked with pain, but embroidery ...... She didn't dare take the risk.

It wasn't until this moment that Phantom Wu remembered Hui Ming for the first time. Because of this embroidery painting, she thought of her master, after all, the original reason why she did this was for him.

She suddenly found that during this time, when she felt confused and scared, she didn't think of him once—the existence that had been like a pearl on the sea in her life, the existence that she had relied on so much.

This realization made her heart beat faster, but the Lingtai was as clear as if it had been washed by snow.

I don't know when it began, the man who occupied all the "only" in her life was still extremely beautiful and dazzling like the snowflakes that slipped through her fingers at this moment, but even if she couldn't catch it, she no longer felt regrets.

She chuckled slightly, then widened.

At this moment, she recalled the first picture she saw, her jade-like fingers brushed the soft branches of wisteria, revealing a side face as clear as a landscape, and her smiling eyes looked at herself, no longer having a dull feeling like palpitations, but instead the pink and white petals that fell along his green silk, gently and softly integrated into her heart.

Something has been quietly but safely treasured in the past at this moment.

At this moment, a figure came in the wind. Phantom Wu recognized him almost at first glance before he could see his face clearly, the young man was dressed in a dark red robe, the same one he had made for cloth by pulling weeds in Qiuchang Town.

Fluttering snowflakes rounded his face and gently parted in front of him as if they couldn't bear to be stained.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are like yesterday, clear and bright like a begonia with rain and dew after the spring rain, and a red mark in the center of his eyebrows is consistent with the traces engraved on his heart.

Phantom Wu was stunned for a moment, then stood up with a smile as the name overflowed from her mouth.

"Ah Wu, I've finally found you......" Chang Jue held out his hand to her, and Phantom Wu smiled, as if he was about to pounce on the embrace.

However, she just stood where she was, stretched out her hand to the one, and a pale blue light flew by, and the person who came was instantly frozen into ice.

Phantom Wu restrained his smile and said to the void without humility or arrogance: "Since you live here, you must not be afraid of freezing." ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure frozen by the ice in front of him instantly dispersed, and the ice crystals were frozen in the air like slowly falling petals, and disappeared without a trace as soon as the wind blew them.

Like the water being blown by the wind, a tall shadow gradually appeared there. It was a beast-like monster with white hair and a black face, like an ape and a bear, and it was difficult to tell.

The monster spoke, but it was a woman's voice, "Who are you, and why are you here?"

"In the lower phantom wu, I want to climb over this mountain and go to the other side?"

"You can't get by. The monster had a big mouth, and suddenly transformed into a beautiful woman, but its voice became a majestic man's voice: "I like you, stay with me." ”

The voice is low, but the tone is very delicate, and it sounds strange to Phantom.

"But I have something to do, and I can't stay here. I also have a friend who is traveling with me, I don't know where?"

The beautiful woman's appearance changed again, and she became an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman: "That stupid man, he is still in the illusion." He's not as smart as you, it's not fun. ”

"You want someone to play with you?" Phantom Wu couldn't stand still, sat down again, and looked at the unpredictable figure in front of him with a smile.

"Yes, yes!" said the middle-aged woman, with a childlike look of excitement on her face.

"I can play with you for a while before that idiot comes to his senses. "It's clear that he's a stupid, but it can also get resonance, which makes Phantom, a long-oppressed person, feel happy.

The woman turned into a snow monster again, and danced very happily: "Then I'll trap him a little longer!"

"Well, then I can rest a little more, and I don't have to be forced to hurry by him. Phantom Wu rolled his eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "But the wind and snow here are too big, and my health is not very good, can you take me to a hidden place?"

"Yes, I know a place. The snow monster jumped up and down towards Phantom, its huge palm reaching out to her, "I'll take you!"

Phantom Wu looked at the big black and white-furried hand in front of him, his nails were as sharp as a beast, and he looked up along the palm, and the tall ten-foot guy looked at her with a pair of red round eyes.

Phantom lowered his head again, looked at the position of the monster's calf in front of him, smiled, and stretched out a finger. The water rippled, and the figure of the snow monster turned into snowflakes scattered in the wind, and her fingers just clicked on one of her foreheads.

It was a five- or six-year-old boy, with a flat nose and small eyes, but his head was large, and his frontal bones were raised, like a sarcoma in his head.

There were also six fingers on the outstretched little hand.

"Ah!" the child shouted, retracting his hand over his face, as if he didn't want to let Phantom see his face.

But the small hands that belonged to the child could not stop his "huge" head, which could be said to be compared to his thin body, and he closed his eyes tightly and did not look at the illusion.

"Didn't you say you were going to take me away?" Phantom's voice sounded softly, "It's cold in here. ”

Hearing no frightened screams, no footsteps of the people in front of him running away in a hurry, the little boy opened one eye slightly, and the woman named Phantom Wu was still sitting in place, looking at him with a gentle smile.

He lowered his hand and stared at her blankly with small eyes, because his forehead bulged out, pressing the child's eyebrow bones, causing his eyes to open and the tails of his eyes drooping downward, even if he had no expression, he looked a little pitiful.

Maybe only Phantom Wu feels pitiful, in the eyes of most people, such a child is only afraid of being weird and terrifying.

So he'd rather take the form of a snow monster and reach out to you than show his true face to you.

Phantom Wu didn't urge him, but he couldn't help but sigh lowly.

Xiao Tong thought she was bored, and stretched out his hand a little eagerly: "I'll take you there." ”

Phantom took the little hand and struggled to stand up, she walked slowly, and the little boy slowed down.

The hands were small and cold, and he looked at the back of the little boy with his eyes, and his small body was wearing a shabby gray-black cotton coat, and a pair of cloth shoes were also full of patches. It seems that this child should have been born poor, coupled with his strange appearance, he must have had a hard time before his death.

That's right, before his death, the little boy died a long time ago.

The undead who are full of resentment are not scattered on this snowy mountain, and they can change into various forms. It is difficult to survive in a place like Snow Mountain, and the one who uses the traveler's desperate and fearful heart to weave an illusion should be a monster called Phantom Snow Spirit.

This kind of monster born from people who died in the snow mountains,It's very rare.,Most of them appear on the snow-capped mountains with snow all year round.,I didn't expect there to be here.,It's still a child.。

"What's your name?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Phantom Wu didn't know if he was drooping because his head was heavier, or because he was unhappy.

"My name is ...... Fusheng. The little boy said hesitantly, as if he was also reminiscing, "Yes, Fusheng." ”

"Fusheng. "A child born of happiness? With such a name, it must be that the parents want the child to be happy.

"A nice name, not like my name, a dream, and finally nothing. Phantom Wu sighed with emotion.

Fusheng glanced back at her, saw that she looked in a trance, and comforted awkwardly: "No, I think it's very good, it's as good as Fusheng's name." ”

"Hmm!" Phantom Wu laughed again, and Fusheng was happy when he saw her smile.

Fusheng led Phantom Wu to a cave, which was quite deep, and there seemed to be traces of human life.

Or rather, it is the traces of the animals' survival, because there are some debris scattered around the cave, and there are traces of polishing of the stones.

This cave is about more than ten zhang, the innermost part is relatively open, there is a wide stone platform, and there is a huge wreckage lying on the stone platform.

The spine is slightly curved like a human, but the bones are thicker and larger than a human, and the palms and soles of the hands and feet are also large, and the head appears smaller in comparison.

"It's ...... The bones of a snow monster?"