Stepping on the soft snow powder and staring at the shadow walking ahead, Luo Xiaosang felt a peace in his heart, as if the whole world was still. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once upon a time, I vaguely remembered that it was a midnight dream, and it could jump in front of my eyes.

The footprints in front of me are like the strings of memory, plucking the love thread of the young man.

It is a melodious song, lingering in the heart and soul, or a sad song, drunk in the heart and numb the body and mind.

If it's in a dream, then don't wake up.

Luo Xiaosang stepped by step, leaving his own footprints on the side of the footprints in front of him, as if in this way, he could be sure that he did not appear in a dream.

But suddenly his feet tightened, and he didn't pay attention when he walked, and stepped on a snow pit, and his feet didn't have time to lift it, so he leaned forward, exclaimed, and fell into the mud, oh, the mouth gnawed on the snow.

Song Piaoxue was walking in front, and when she heard Luo Xiaosang exclaiming behind her, she turned around to look, but saw Luo Xiaosang with a snowy face, struggling to stand up from the ground in embarrassment, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

Luo Xiaosang's face was full of snow powder, and she stood up with the snow powder that fell into her mouth, but she saw Song Piaoxue standing in front of her, looking at herself motionlessly, ashamed in her heart, and scolded herself for being useless, she could fall down when she walked, so clumsy, she must have died of laughter.

The two of them walked into a forest, and everywhere they saw were bare branches, and they didn't know what kind of tree they could resist the cold of the northern region. While walking, I heard Luo Xiaosang behind me exclaim "ah" again.

Song Piaoxue turned around, saw Luo Xiaosang's face happy, ran to a fallen tree, leaned over and reached into a tree hole, I don't know what he was fiddling with.

"What are you doing?" For the first time, Song Piaoxue opened her mouth to Luo Xiaosang.

"I found a snow mushroom ......" Luo Xiaosang was overjoyed and ignored Song Piaoxue talking to him, fiddled with it for a while, pulled out some snow-white mushrooms, and even ignored the snow powder on his face, and said: "Look, this is a snow mushroom, used to serve in dishes, it tastes good." I've heard my brother say that even in the snowy area, it's hard to find, but I didn't expect to be found by us, so I'm so lucky. ”

After speaking, she found that she was introducing the ingredients to Song Piaoxue, and thought to herself that with her cold as an iceberg, how could she be interested in these, so she withdrew her hand with a smile.

Song Piaoxue stared at the fluffy snow mushroom in Luo Xiaosang's hand for a while, her face remained unchanged, but when she turned around, she said, "You know a lot." ”

Last time, a senior brother went out on a parade and bought this mushroom from a merchant in the Northern Regions, and accidentally got it for Yi Xingyun. Luo Xiaosang took the snow mushroom in his arms and kept it close to him, thinking that this time the Yi Xingyun brothers and sisters should be happy to know that I found the snow mushroom.

Luo Xiaosang and Song Piaoxue, in this snowy northern region, walked silently for a few hours, leaving two long footprints in the snowfield.

The scenery of the northern region is monotonous, except for the endless white at a glance, and the occasional gray dotted within, there is no other color. At the beginning, Luo Xiaosang also looked around, hoping to find the entrance to the ancient altar of the Snow Clan, but later, he saw that everything he looked at was white, his eyes were sour and astringent, and Song Piaoxue walking in front of him became the only moving point.

It would be nice if we kept going like this, in this world, without impurities.

The young man sighed in his heart, then shook his head, suppressed this self-consciously ridiculous idea, and struggled to catch up.

Walking on a small hill in the snowfield, Song Piaoxue suddenly said "pout" in front of him, Luo Xiaosang just caught up at this time, but found that under the hillside, there was a line of footprints, extending to the foot of a big mountain in front.

"Looking at this footprint, there is only one person, unlike Senior Brother Chen, they must be left by the demon sect. Luo Xiaosang said happily when he saw this.

"Hmm!" Song Piaoxue snorted lightly, which was an answer.

So the two followed the footprints and searched all the way. Although the footprints are crooked, they are heading towards the mountain ahead. Wangshan ran a dead horse, the mountain seemed not far away, but it took a lot of time to walk, and the snow was very thick, and the two walked for a few more hours before following the footprints to a cliff and a cave.

The entrance of the cave is deep and secluded, and when you look at it from a distance, it is like a big mouth on the cliff, and the person who enters it is swallowed by it, and the bones are gone, which makes people daunting.

When the two of them reached the entrance of the cave, it became even more huge, like the difference between an ant and a tree. There is ice hanging upside down in the cave, the cold air is cold, a huge stone tablet on the right hand of the cave entrance, but a section is broken, leaving two quaint words, I don't understand it, it must be a thing of old age.

Luo Xiaosang was looking up at the giant monument, but saw Song Piaoxue bypassing the stone monument and was about to walk into the cave. Luo Xiaosang was in a hurry and said, "Senior Sister Song, this must be the ancient altar, we might as well send a message to Senior Brother Chen, and then make plans after meeting them!"

Song Piaoxue glanced at Luo Xiaosang lightly and said softly, "Okay." ”

Yan was about to turn around to observe the giant cave, but he heard Luo Xiaosang's weak call from behind, turned around and looked, only to see Luo Xiaosang's face flushed, and said: "Senior Sister Song, then, I don't know the magic of communication...... Speaking of the back, the quieter the voice.

Song Piaoxue's eyes flashed with surprise, was this simple young man in front of him really the one who fought hard with him at the Three Sects Discussion Conference?

In the battle at the conference, he actually lost, but he was just competitive, but he didn't admit it anyway, and only blamed the other party's good luck.

But such a person who makes himself struggle with each other can't even use one of the most basic communication techniques in the Heavenly Gate.

Song Piaoxue's mind flashed, and she didn't say more, she pinched the two fingers of her right hand and made a trick, and a pale yellow light ball flew away quickly.

In less than a moment, there was a roaring sound of the sword in the air, and several rainbows of light fell from the sky, it was Chen Kongming, Shanming and others.

As soon as they landed on the ground, everyone was shocked by the huge cave in front of them, stunned for a moment, and then each observed around the stone tablet at the entrance of the cave.

"Deep ......" Monk Shanming stood in front of the severed stone tablet for a moment, looking up and muttering.

"Senior Brother Shanming, can you understand these words of the Age of Gods and Demons?" Chen Kongming was standing aside and observing at this time, and asked when he heard the words.

Shanming smiled and said: "The little monk usually has nothing to do, and he likes to read classical books, but he can understand some of them." ”

Chen Kongming's face was filled with admiration, and he said, "Senior Brother Shanming is very knowledgeable and admirable. The content on this stele is supposed to tell about the situation here, I wonder if Senior Brother Shanming can see that this is the ancient altar of the Snow Clan?"

Shanming shook his head and pointed to a handwriting on the stele that had become blurred over the years and said: "It's a long time, the handwriting on the stele is seriously weathered, why can't I see the content." The wisdom of the predecessors is no match for the vicissitudes of time, which is a pity and a pity. ”

After a pause, the monk Shanming continued: "Before the little monk set out for the Northern Regions, he had read the relevant classics of the Snow Clan in the Northern Regions, the Snow Clan people are bloodthirsty and easy to kill, but they are also united, worship the power of nature, the power is strong, especially in controlling the wind and snow, no one can control it, and even now some of the cultivation methods, rumors are mostly from the innate ability of the Snow Clan. Although the Snow people live in the snowy region, they worship the black, and the important places in the clan have the word abyss to show their dignity, so it can be inferred that even if this is not an ancient altar, it should be a heavy place for the Snow people. ”

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go into the cave and see what the demons are up to. Gao Feng on the side said hurriedly when he heard this.

"No!" Shanhe still walked from behind the stele, holding a few dry animal bones in his right hand, and said, "You see, this is what I found at the entrance of the cave. ”

Everyone stared at the beast bone in his hand, but they really couldn't find anything special, and they were about to ask each other, but they saw Shanming's face change, and said, "Could it be that this is left by the snowy mouse? ”

Sure enough, at the place of Shanming's finger, there were small tooth marks on the animal bones.

Chen Kongming picked the beast bone, looked at it carefully for a while, and asked, "Senior Brother Shanming, what is so special about this snowy mouse, but it makes you so careful?"

Monk Shanming replied, "I have seen a description of the snowy rat in the classics, its head has two thin horns, it is extremely fierce, although it is only slightly larger than ordinary rats, but its teeth contain highly poisonous and extremely powerful. Although a single furry rat is not fearless, it likes to move in groups, ranging from 10,000 to 100,000, and wherever it passes, no matter birds, beasts, trees, or grass. ”

Hearing this, everyone changed color, thinking about thousands of furry rats running by, not to mention dealing with them, they were scared to death just by being scared.

Luo Xiaosang's heart was agitated, and he turned his head to look at Song Piaoxue, but saw that her hands were clenched, and her originally white face became even whiter.

As if feeling Luo Xiaosang's eyes, Song Piaoxue looked back, the eyes of the two made contact in the air, Song Piaoxue suddenly turned her head, and didn't turn her head again, but the hand she was holding gradually let go.

Could it be that she was afraid of such a thing as a mouse? Luo Xiaosang had such a thought in his heart.