It was the next morning.

In desperation, Master and I had no choice but to leave our luggage and cart on the mountainside, and I carried the hemp rope on which the donkey was tethered for a long time, and found a shade with dense grass and tied the donkey firmly.

Further back is the Linhai Snow Mountain, which has not melted for more than ten years.

Master and I brought a few cotton clothes to protect us from the cold, broke two branches to serve as walking sticks, left the luggage cart and horses, and set off for the top of the mountain.

Shoes crunch on the white snow, the snow that has accumulated for more than ten years is still as fluffy as the new snow, it is easy to give people an illusion when stepping on it, our trip is not like to kill demons, but like the first time to go out to step on the snow after the New Year, out of the house into the eyes only peace and joy, can not see half of the evil resentment.

Master taught me how to open the Heavenly Purpose on the way, and after practicing all the way, I can now open and close freely. In order not to be frightened by monsters or unjust spirits, I closed this magic power long before I set foot on the snowy mountain.

After all, out of sight and out of mind, if you are scared, you may be ridiculed by the master, but it is safe to close it.

The path up the mountain was already covered with snow, and since no one had walked through it for more than ten years, as Master and I did, it was easy to get off the road. Fortunately, the mountain people had already considered the inconvenience of heavy snow when building the road, and at the beginning of the construction, they used stones on both sides of the road to build the edges, which were used as road signs when the road was flooded by heavy snow.

Master and I went all the way up along the path built by the mountain people, and when Master was down the mountain, he boasted to me about the sea mouth, saying that the demonic spirit on the mountain was nothing more than looking at the momentum, but in fact it was not worth mentioning in front of me, so that I could rest assured that I was safe.

However, what the master didn't expect was that the mountain road was rugged, and he lay on the Taishi's chair all day without moving, and his physical strength was already in a mess. After getting out of the car, he walked for less than two hours, and the master was already tired and out of breath, but he refused to take the initiative to rest for a while, so he knocked on the side along the way, are you tired, do you want to rest for a while, don't force yourself...... And so on and so forth.

I still remember Master's revenge for knocking chestnuts, even if I was tired enough, I still stubbornly told Master that I am not tired, let's go on......

When I finally couldn't hold my back and sat on the stone, the master was almost tired on the ground, and when he saw that I had found a place to sit, he immediately cheekily squeezed me over and asked me to move to the side, and share half of his spare time.

I couldn't resist him, so I reluctantly moved to the side.

Looking at Master's relieved expression, it seemed that he had returned to the small shop on our street in a trance, although this is a barren mountain and a wild mountain that cannot be compared with a comfortable shop, but Master's expression is no worse than lying on a chair and being too lazy to move.

Where is there still a little bit of a master's demeanor? Where is the master who swallowed the sky yesterday?

Master sat on the stone with his back to me, gradually regained his strength, and pointed behind me: "Have you seen that zelkova tree? ”

I lazily replied, "So what?"

"Come and take a look, and see for a long time. Master said.

"I'm looking with my back to you—no—see—"

"Old is worth a lot!" Master added.

I was startled and instinctively stood up: "Where?"

The master moved his ass back stealthily, occupying the entire stone, and stretched out his hand to point indiscriminately: "There!"

I followed Master's finger and saw a large bush over there.

I turned my head and glanced at Master, who quickly changed his words: "No, no, it's in that direction!"

I saw the way Master pressed his whole ass against the stones, and I had already guessed his plan, but seeing Master's panting appearance along the way, I couldn't bear to expose him, so I cooperated with Master's nonsense and looked at the large open space that Master pointed to with a serious face.

"What a big tree!" I deliberately pretended to be taken aback, and sighed into the clearing, "Master, shall we cut it down and take it home?"

"Okay. Master smiled behind me and said, cooperate with me in acting.

I occasionally do this when I'm bored, and Master often tries to cooperate if he's not sleeping, and from helping out in the shop when I was a kid to traveling with Master today, similar stupid things that the two of us do together have always been one of the laughs in our poor lives.

I stood on the mountainside, facing the empty wilderness.

The wind on the mountain is sometimes gentle and sometimes violent, and the wind is full of cold breath.

Turning his head to look at the master, he saw a faint tenderness in the smile on his face.

I didn't think my heart was moving for any reason.

Because Master's gaze did not fall on me.

Too far away, too lonely.

It's like seeing another person across thousands of rivers and mountains.

It's an emotion I can't understand.

Such a master is a little strange to me.

Or rather, fear.

I was a little scared that in the next moment, Master would leave me and disappear into the old days that I didn't know.

I didn't know anything about his past, and I couldn't find a way into it.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long, and the master rested enough on the stones, stood up, squeezed his shoulders, and called me to move on.

I answered and followed. Leave all the distracting thoughts that were just a moment behind you.

For the rest of the journey, Master and I stopped deliberately fighting and slowed down together, and the originally rugged mountain road became much easier.

Passing through a large forest covered with snow on the branches, the sun hung in the middle of the sky when we reached the village of the mountain people.

Looking at the noon sun, I also felt a lot more relieved, after all, it was the most sunny time of the day, even if there were really ghosts and ghosts on the mountain, I would not dare to appear at noon. I thought about it indiscriminately, and my eyes inadvertently saw the mountains and forests I passed by, and I was afraid for a while: the branches in the mountains overlapped and stretched out to the sky, covering the sunlight tightly, so I didn't feel strange when I was in the forest, and now I suddenly came to the open area and looked back, the depths of the mountains and forests were pitch black, and the contrast between the places where the sun shone.

Even if I was afraid in my heart, I didn't squeak, but when I stood with the master, I quietly got closer.

The structure of the village is very different from that of the villages on the plains, and all the houses are built with huge wooden beams and columns, and the whole house is raised from the stump left behind after the felling, leaving a gap between the bottom of the house and the ground.

It has been uninhabited for more than ten years, and the mountains are cold, so the houses in the village have not decayed to this day. The foundations of the houses were blown by the sun and wind, and they took on a miserable white wood color, but fortunately it was cold on the mountain, otherwise it would have been overgrown with mushrooms.

This is the first time I have seen such a structure, and according to Master, it is to avoid the dampness and miasma of the mountain.

My curiosity overcame my fear, and I went wild wherever Master could see.

There were no living people in the village on the hill, but I was afraid that if there were corpses or ghosts in the room, I didn't dare to break into the door, and at most I would take a few glances at the door.

Probably because there were also literate people in the mountains, I saw that many houses in the village had the identities and names of the residents written on the doors. I don't know what they used to do in the past, but now it's very convenient for me.

"Textile ...... Chen Xiuniang ...... "This house looks very bright, so I live in a textile girl."

Lang Zhong ...... Wang Shu. "This house can't blow the wind, so it's Langzhong.

"Pig Household...... Song Qingshan?"There is a big pit next to this house, I stumbled and finished reading, my head was confused, what is a pig household?"

"That's Orion. Master corrected, "You don't want to study." ”

I blushed.

Study...... It's too boring, and besides, I don't take the talent test, what's the use of reading so many books?

Master couldn't hear my belly slander and continued, "You're lucky that one of the most demonic houses has been found so quickly. ”

I was startled and jumped three feet back.

"Are there really youkai?!"

The other authors in the group were startled, and the keyboard smashed the keys.

"Momiji really went to code words?!"