Soaring to 90,000 Miles Chapter 211 Return to the South
Ji Wu Si can go straight to the holy will and can cut first and then play, but in recent years, it has been out of the limelight. However, in the eyes of outsiders, Si Cheng Song Zhiming, who was really red and hot, regretted a little in the heart of his master Qin Tianjian Su Shiyu that he agreed to let his apprentice become an official.
Song Zhiming is kind by nature, and the pickled things that Ji Wusi did are really a burden for him, and after a long time, he is afraid that it will affect his heart, and it is really difficult to say what will happen if he does it at that time.
Destiny is hard to do, destiny is hard to do.
Su Shiyu has often been three trigrams a day recently, and after each hexagram, he looks like he sighs, and even the wine that has been avoided for a while is drunk again.
There have been several heavy snowfalls in northern Xinjiang, and the white expanse that cannot be seen at a glance is so clean.
Mo said that it was an ordinary person, and even the most seasoned hunter on the grassland did not dare to go out in such bad weather.
However, in the vast white wasteland, a group of people and horses were walking slowly.
In order to prevent frostbite, everyone is dressed tightly, the scarf covers the mouth and nose, only the eyes are still exposed, and from time to time the scarf must be pulled down to catch a breath, otherwise it will be really uncomfortable.
Ouyang Su was arranged to follow Long Shu, and the group was afraid that his weak body would not be able to withstand the wind and cold and would freeze to death in the grassland.
Ouyang Su had indeed never experienced such bitter cold.
The clothes on my body were wrapped in five or six layers inside and out, but I still felt that the cold would penetrate through the small gaps, and then pierce the bone marrow like an ice needle, which was really cold and desperate.
When he left Rotten Keshan, others asked Ouyang Su to bring more wine and dry food, and threw away those useless tomes, Ouyang Su felt that how could books be useless? Books are the most useful, but now he regrets a little, because the dry food brought by the slow trip is obviously not enough, and he doesn't dare to eat more, he can only eat half full at each meal, and he is hungry and cold and almost kills.
Now he just hopes to be able to get to the bunker at the next stop early, warm himself by the fire, eat and drink enough, and then get a good night's sleep.
When I was hurrying, there was only the creaking sound of the horse's hooves stepping into the snow nest, and I would feel a little annoying at first, but then I got used to hearing it and felt pleasing to the ear, accompanied by the crisp creaking, it seemed that even the sun was getting warmer, and the biting chill no longer drilled into the body, but warm and comfortable from the inside out.
Ouyang Su lifted his felt hat slightly, and the sunlight above his head was particularly dazzling, making people feel in a trance, and everything in front of him seemed to become unreal.
Ouyang Su felt that he was going to fall asleep, but he remembered that Long Shu had told him that he must not sleep until he arrived in the bunker, but he couldn't control himself, his eyelids were very heavy, as if there were tens of millions of pounds of weight falling.
With a muffled pop, Ouyang Su, who was still on horseback, fell into the snow.
"Stop, stop, the southern barbarian has fallen off his horse!"
The horse team stopped in a hurry, and Long Shu was the closest, she turned over and dismounted, and dragged Ouyang Su out of the snow nest.
"It's still angry, bring the wine!"
The fifth elder was the leader of the group, he took Ouyang Su from Long Shu's hand, untied his scarf, probed his nose, and then asked people to bring the wine.
"I'm about to get to the bunker, why did I pass out at this time?"
"That's it, the white-faced scholar really can't do it, it seems that my mother is right not to let me study. ”
The few people who came around said it one after another.
After swallowing two sips of liquor, he was choked and coughed a few times, but Ouyang Su still had no intention of waking up.
"Put him on my horse, you have too many things with you, and the horses are tired from the journey. ”
Long Shu stood aside and told the Fifth Elder that she and the Fifth Elder were the only two who did not wear a scarf.
"But you're the Holy Maiden of Rotten Keshan, and let an alien boy ride a horse with you, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?"
The fifth elder was very hesitant, and at the same time, he began to complain in his heart that this kid surnamed Ouyang was not angry, and he fainted so easily.
"It's okay, we have to rush to the bunker to rest before dark, it's freezing and hungry on such a cold day, we're okay, they're uncomfortable. ”
Long Shu glanced at the rest of the people who were traveling with him, although they had scarves to cover their faces, they were also exhausted, and if they dragged it on, I was afraid that Ouyang Su would not be the only one who fainted.
The five elders glanced at it, and they stopped arguing at the moment.
After a long time, Ouyang Su suddenly felt that he was being squeezed uncomfortably, and the churning in his abdomen was worse than the bumps of riding a horse, but there always seemed to be a fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose for a long time, and he struggled to open his eyes but only saw a red boot.
Realizing that he was being put on the back of a horse like a sack, and that he was also on the back of the horse of the Holy Maiden Long Shu of Rotten Ke Mountain, Ouyang Su couldn't wait for not waking up at all.
In order to avoid embarrassment, Ouyang Su also decided to continue pretending to sleep like this.
The bunker should be about to arrive, Long Shu saw a raised snowdrift in the distance, and then glanced at Ouyang Su on his horseback.
According to his expected plan, Ouyang Su didn't wake up until he was carried off the horse.
For the first time in his life, he saw a bunker in the north.
As the name of the bunker suggests, the bunker is a fortification dug out of the ground, which can be protected from wind and snow inside and outside, and has all kinds of warehouses in the hall, lounge, and warehouse, which is enough to be said to be ingenious in both design and construction.
The protruding part seen from the outside is the observation post, which is covered by burlap and there is no trace of it on the outside, but from the inside, you can clearly see the outside.
After resting and replenishing dry food and wine, the group went to sleep, and Ming'er had to hurry early in the morning.
But Ouyang Su lay down but couldn't sleep, firstly, he felt that he had been rescued, if he didn't even say thank you because of cheesy reasons such as face, he was obviously sorry for his master's years of teaching, and secondly, the melodious aroma that seemed to be still in front of his nose really made Ouyang Su's heart quiet.
"Why hasn't Miss Longshu rested yet?"
Annoyed, Ouyang Su got up and walked around in the bunker, but unexpectedly met Long Shu at the sentry.
"Mr. Ouyang. ”
Long Shu was extremely polite, although not as gentle as the southern woman, and his tone was already too gentle.
"Actually, I woke up on horseback, and after thinking about it, I thought I still had to thank Miss Longshu. ”
"Oh, not necessarily. ”
Long Shu responded indifferently.
Ouyang Su was suddenly a little frustrated, although he didn't quite know where these frustrations came from.
After many years of studying in the academy, Ouyang Su is confident that his argumentating ability is not bad even if he looks at the entire Qiyuan, but at this moment, in front of Long Shu, he can't say anything about ancient sages and philosophies, or any Taoist classics.
Long Shu stood in front of the sentry tower, the world beneath her feet seemingly isolated, and she herself was intoxicated.
Perhaps this moment of silence is extremely rare for Miss Longshu.
Ouyang Su looked at Long Shu's distracted side face and laughed inadvertently, as if he had read an obscure book.