Muying himself had forgotten how long it had been snowing. Almost every morning, he could see some of his roommates freezing to death.
At the same time, he also discovered the magic of the Peace Talisman hanging around his neck. Whenever he felt cold, the Peace Talisman would emit bursts of warmth. This warmth could flow all over his body in an instant. No matter how cold he was, You can also live in peace.
After knowing the magic of the Peace Talisman, Mu Ying couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness towards Cheng Ling, as if he had never really seen through this old man.
However, it is precisely because of the existence of this wood carving that Mu Ying is slightly less worried about his wife. Because when he got married and his son was born, Uncle Cheng also gave them a peace charm.
He believed that as long as they did not take off the peace charm, they would definitely be like him and not freeze to death.
However, as time passed and looking at the snow that seemed to never be cleared, Mu Ying felt despair again.
Although the snow in the sky is small, it still falls continuously.
During these days, many mortals have escaped secretly. They want to escape to the south. Even if they give up everything, as long as they can survive, there is hope. It is said that there is no snow in the southern sky now. Just like normal spring, everything is recovering and the sun is shining brightly.
In the early morning, Mu Ying was the first to wake up. He climbed up from the wooden bed. Next to him, the second son of the Zhou family was sleeping on the street. The young man was in his twenties and in his prime. He usually worked and worked with Mu Ying. People are always divided into groups and often help to do more.
This was a simple child. Mu Ying pushed him, but his eyes immediately froze. He looked at the second son of the Zhou family, put his right hand tremblingly on his mouth and nose, then laughed miserably and said to himself: " died......"
When he pushed it away just now, he had already discovered that the body of the second son of the Zhou family was quite stiff. At this time, Mu Ying's eyes shed two tears. A man in his forties held his head, squatted down, and cried bitterly. stand up.
He missed home, his wife, his son, Cheng Ling, the restaurant, and the warmth of the past.
At this time, people got up one after another and looked at Mu Ying blankly. Then, they immediately appeared in the house. Five people froze to death overnight!
Everyone was silent. After a long time, a shout came from outside the house: "Everyone comes out and works. If anyone is lazy, he will be thrown into the snow and freeze to death."
Someone in the room sighed softly and walked out slowly. Each of them had blurry eyes and sallow complexion. In the past few months, Qingxue had enough food at the beginning, but as time went by, the food became less and less. Now , their physical strength has obviously been unable to keep up.
Mu Ying still held her head and squatted on the ground crying bitterly. A middle-aged man who was better than him stepped forward to pull him up and whispered: "Mu Ying, let's go. As long as you are still alive, there will be hope."
Mu Ying was pulled up by him and looked at the second son of the Zhou family who was lying motionless on the bunk, tears streaming down her face again.
After leaving the house, a cold wind suddenly hit her face, making Mu Ying feel cold. But at this moment, bursts of warmth came from the peace charm on his chest, dispelling the cold.
Mu Ying touched his chest and looked around at the people walking out of the house one after another. He gritted his teeth and decided to run away. He wants to find his wife, and then the two of them leave here and go to the south to spend the rest of their lives again. They will come back when the snowstorm here is over.
Late at night, when everyone was sleeping, Mu Ying quietly got up and opened the door. He was greeted by the cold wind. He immediately shuddered, gritted his teeth, and got into the wind and snow.
There were troops stationed around, but they paid no attention to the fleeing people, because in such a windy and snowy day, there might be a chance of survival if you stay here, but if you leave, there is only a dead end.
Therefore, in addition to the fact that these sergeants were still guarding in the early stage, in the later stage, basically, let nature take its course. If you want to seek death, you can't stop it, right?
Mu Ying braved the wind and snow and walked slowly on the snowy field. Although the world was huge, he felt like there was no place to stay. Late at night, the cold wind became heavier. Mu Ying was walking when he suddenly tripped over something under his feet. The moment he fell, he suddenly gasped and saw that what tripped him was not an object, but a frozen body. Zombie corpse.
The corpse had obviously just died not long ago, so it was not submerged by the heavy snow, but was only covered with a thin layer of snow. When Mu Ying fell, his face was so close to the purple face of the corpse that even his breath could be blown away. onto the corpse's face.
After being stunned for a while, Mu Ying exclaimed and quickly got up and stepped back, but then, he tripped again. A chill arose in Mu Ying's heart. He looked around carefully and saw that there was something here. Countless corpses...
Mu Ying was just a mortal. The longing for his wife and children, the death of the Zhou family's second son, the despair about the future, and the fright at this time made him completely collapse.
He squatted on the snow and cried again.
After a long time, Mu Ying suddenly felt warm, and then a warm hand pressed on his head and patted him gently.
"Muying, don't be afraid."
Mu Ying turned around and stared blankly at an old man who had appeared behind her. Due to the reflection in the snow, he could vaguely see his face.
"Uncle Cheng..." Mu Ying hesitated and whispered, "Why are you here."
Cheng Ling looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Ying's face. He nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Okay, Uncle Cheng is here, so there is no need to be afraid. Come on, I will take you to see your wife and son. "
At this moment, Mu Ying had a dream-like feeling. Cheng Ling's image suddenly became majestic. From the first time she met the young man to the decrepit old man now, it seemed that he had not changed. Following him, he kept running back, his steps even faster than his own.
After about half an hour, the two of them returned to their own restaurant in Xuecheng. Mu Ying glanced at it and was almost startled.
In front of the restaurant door squatted a huge white tiger, with a little girl riding on its back. On the right side of the white tiger, his wife and son were hugging each other and standing shivering, as if they were frozen by the ice and snow. , and seemed to be frightened by the white tiger.
Cheng Ling glanced at Mu Ying, handed him a big bag of fairy coins, and said: "Go, take your wife and children and leave here, go to the south. I will ask Xiaobai to give you a ride. Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you." Yours."
When Chu Tian heard this, he immediately climbed off Xiaobai's back obediently and let him crawl on the ground so that Mu Ying and others could get up easily.
Mu Ying was in a trance, feeling as if she had had a dream. She saw Uncle Cheng in the dream. Not only was he safe and sound, but he also brought his wife and children with him. He didn't know where he found them. That's not all. Before leaving, they were given a large bag of fairy coins, which was enough for them to buy several restaurants.
In the end, he somehow managed to get on the back of the white tiger with his wife and children. As the little girl whistled, he got off the tiger and galloped towards the south.
Day after day, until there was no more snow in the sky and the weather gradually became warmer, he finally came to his senses and asked, "Daughter-in-law, how did you and your son get back to the restaurant?"
The daughter-in-law said: "I don't know either. Just a few days ago, I was living in Qingxue's dormitory, but suddenly I met Uncle Cheng. He took me to find my son, and then took me back to the restaurant."
Mu Ying was silent for a moment, looked up at the sky, and sighed after a long time. He knew that all this was not a dream, but reality. He took his wife and children, knelt down towards the north, kowtowed heavily several times, and said silently in his heart: "Uncle Cheng...thank you..."
From then on, Muying's family continued to go south, and finally found a city where he spent the rest of his life. Until he died, he could not forget Uncle Cheng who had watched him grow up. However, he would never have the chance to see Cheng Ling again in his life...
After Mu Ying and others disappeared for a long time, Chu Tian asked: "Grandpa Cheng, is this the person you care about in Xuecheng?"
Cheng Ling smiled and touched her head and said: "Yes, I have had a relationship with him for more than thirty years, and today I finally ended it. Think about it when we first met, he was just a child, and in the blink of an eye, he married a wife After giving birth to children, entering middle age, and then leaving quietly.”
"No matter who you are, you can't escape the cycle of life and death. Just like the mortals who were frozen to death before, even if you don't die now, you will eventually die in ten, twenty years, or even longer... Things in this world cannot escape life and death. Could it be that this is the road of life and death..."
Chu Tian seemed to understand after hearing this, but blinked his big eyes and looked at Cheng Ling doubtfully.
After a while, Cheng Ling came to her senses and burst into laughter. How could a little girl like her understand this feeling between life and death? He shook his head and said: "Come on, Grandpa Cheng promised you to take you to see all the mountains, rivers, lakes, flowers, birds, insects, and fish. Let's set off now!"
"Okay!" Chu Tian said excitedly, but quickly glanced at the direction Mu Ying and others were leaving, and asked reluctantly: "But what about Xiaobai? If we leave, will it not be found?" "
Cheng Ling laughed and said, "Don't worry, it will find you no matter where you go."
Only then did Chu Tian feel relieved. One old and one young, they walked slowly forward on the thick snow.
Cheng Ling did not choose the south. He had traveled once many years ago. This time, he wanted to go to the west.
The area around Snow City has not left the scope of the crack. Therefore, along the way, we can still only see the snow falling all over the sky, the people who are busy clearing the snow, and the frozen corpses on the roadside.
Along the way, there were also some sergeants who wanted to catch Cheng Ling and others to clear the snow, but they were defeated by him every time with three punches and two kicks.
Along the way, I saw more and more corpses and got used to life and death. At this moment, Cheng Ling suddenly gained another understanding of the artistic conception of life and death.
What is life...what is death...this question has been echoing in my mind for a long time.
There is death, and there must be life. Occasionally, he saw the flowers and plants growing tenaciously in the snow. Basically all the plants were submerged by the chill of the ice and snow, but there were still some that, with their own tenacity, were able to survive. The will to die gradually dissipated.
In the dead of night, a baby's cry came to his ears. In that cold house, a group of snow-clearing women welcomed a new life. Although the conditions are extremely poor and precarious, their faces still show the smiles of newborn babies.
Cheng Ling listened quietly outside the door. Unknowingly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...
This is the true meaning of life and death, which lies in the endless life and the flavor of life.
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