Shi Lei only felt a chill in his back, a chill through his bones. The world under the sunset is the world of glaciers, and he is about to freeze to death.

Shi Lei smelled the stench of burnt meat. Shi Lei jumped up suddenly. The left hand holds the index and middle fingers of the right hand tightly. It turned out that the cigarette that was about to burn out burned to his hand.

Shi Lei looked at the burning hand, his eyes were dark, he leaned back and fell to the ground.

He tugged at things with both hands and tried to stand up, but it was all in vain, he couldn't get up.

He was in despair, as if he had been haunted by a ghost.

He was scared, and he rubbed his heels against the ground in a panic. His back jerked up, he got up a little, stumbled again, and his back hit the stilt shelf. There was a loud bang, and the pot of orchids on the shelf fell to the ground.

The flower pot shattered behind Shi Lei. His heart was also broken.

He knew that he was in trouble.

He hugged his head and began to cry.

Much better, Shi Lei locked himself in his house and didn't see anyone.

His friends shouted his name and shouted hoarsely, but there was no movement, and they all stomped a few feet on the closed door in a rage, and walked away swearing.

Shi Lei spent his days groggily. He had no energy, he had no energy, he even had a hard time opening his eyes, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul. He spent most of his life like this.

There was a good early morning when he jumped out of bed.

Come to the sun and shave. The morning sun was warm, shining a reflection on his forehead. Like a very energetic person.

Early in the morning, people on the street saw Shi Lei open the door that had been closed for a long time, saw him wipe off the cobwebs coiled in the lock with his sleeve, and saw him carry a bag and go in one direction.

Where did he go?

No one knows.

This has always been a mystery. It's a headache when you think about it.

After Shi Lei left, the Shi family's compound was deserted. The trees in the yard grew like crazy and grew strangely. Weeds are also overgrown, and even the eaves and walls are full of weeds. The white walls were darkened by the rain. Whenever the morning sun rises, a majestic flock of birds flies from this yard and flies high into the sky until it disappears.

An old man, every time he saw such a scene, stopped and looked up at the birds to see them away, then sighed, lowered his head and continued to walk in the dark light of the morning.

Shi Lei disappeared, inexplicably, inexplicably, just like he suddenly went crazy before.

There was a man, unkempt and disheveled, walking alone in the wilderness. He walked through the desert where there were no birds, and through the Gobi Desert, which was full of rocks.

The scorching sun was baking above him, and he blocked out the sun and looked up at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

When the night was dark, he gathered some hay and some dead branches, and made a fire, and he fell asleep by the fire. Meng Mengliang, he set off to continue the previous colonel of him, silently, without saying a word. The face in the messy hair and beard was no longer visible, and only a pair of eyes were still looking into the distance, looking at the snow-capped mountain, Ibaraya.

He is Shi Lei.

After a year and a half, Shi Lei finally reached the foothills of Ibarakiyama. Then, he laughed like crazy.

At the foot of the Ibarayama Mountains are forests and valleys that stretch for hundreds of miles. The forest spreads out, and there is the Tarzan that covers half of it.

Shi Lei held a handful of stream water and covered his face. The cool water of the stream made him sober up a lot. He got up and wiped his face with his sleeve.

Behind the green mountains is Ibarayama Mountain. Towering snow-capped mountains rise from the ground. The huge body of the blue mountain is covered with snow. The thousand-year-old ice peak like a silver carving and jade sculpture goes straight into the sky, as if it is about to pierce the blue, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Shi Lei tidied up his clothes and hair. If he's lucky enough to read it, he'll be about to meet someone, and that person is Lee!

Is it possible for a person to live to be more than 500 years old?

Anyway, let's try it first.

Shi Lei has not been born since he saw the parchment scroll left by his grandfather and grandfather. From time to time, he fell into fantastical dreams in which an old man asked him to go to a snow-capped mountain to find him.

The dream was intermittent, coming and going, but they were not repeated, and they were continuous. After tossing for more than half a year, in a dream, the old man finally told Shi Lei that his name was Li En and asked him to find him, and he was on a snowy mountain, and that snow-capped mountain was Cishan.

There is pain in my heart, and even if I have a lot of money, I can't get happiness back. Shi Lei is a casual person, an unrestrained chatter, he hates pain, hates burdens in his heart. In order to understand the unbearable pimple in his happiness, he must find the old man in his dream. He had to find him, find the answer to his pain as soon as possible. And, the sooner the better.

In reality, people often have to face hopes, disappointments, and disappointments.

Shi Lei went around the mountains for more than half a year, turning around Cishan, but he never found an old man named Li En.

This cruel fact almost destroyed Shi Lei's spirit.

He never believed in any immortals, who could live to be five or six hundred years old, only a fool would believe it!

However, what about the previous dream? The matter of the grandfather and the old grandfather, the catastrophe in Dawang Town, and the parchment scroll also recorded the Dawangzhai Village and the "Keshi" cemetery. There are facts, how can it be a lie, Shi Lei's anxiety was invisibly suppressed. I came here to find an old man, the dream was so fantastic, and my grandfather also clearly recorded it on the parchment scroll: to find the spell to break the spell, you must go to a snowy mountain.

He came, but he didn't find anything. Snow mountains, hateful snow mountains, except for the cold all year round. He has been living here for more than half a year on the relief of local herdsmen, and the feeling of being given to Shi Lei is miserable. But the pain of being haunted by demons in his heart made him even more entangled. Several times, he tried to kill himself to end everything.

However, every time he faced Ibarayama, he was so immersed in this pure world that he forgot about it

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Shi Lei drove the sheep back to his wooden hut at the bottom of the mountain.

Shi Lei sat on the hillside, looking at the Cishan in front of him, and his heart was at a loss. Since coming to this place, the dream of meeting Lee Eun has never appeared again. It's always been calm. His calm mind made him wonder what he was doing here, and he searched the mountains to no avail. He wanted to go home several times, but he was unwilling. There is still a dead knot in my heart, and it will be even more painful to go back. He had to find that person, the Lee Eun who had lived for more than 500 years.

Li En, Li En, Keshi, Keshi, Dawangzhai Village, these words drilled around in his head, giving him a headache. Unconsciously these words would jump out and interfere with his thinking.

"Li En, Li En, you make me so miserable. "Ah!" Shi Lei suddenly figured out something, and his body suddenly felt cold, "Dawangzhai, Da forget?" Shi Lei scratched his head irritably.

For a biography that is both illusory and real, full of hope and full of disappointment, he drove himself crazy.