It was a windy night, blowing snow, and the snow flakes were endless.
The biting cold wind blew wildly and openly, and the silver ground was covered with white snow. The night sky was dark, and snowballs the size of goose feathers fell from the sky, sweeping across the mountains and fields with the howling wind.
The sky is filled with heavy snow, and the snow on the ground is faint and thin. There was only a dark sight, hazy in this silent and restless snowy night.
Behind him was the blackness of the mountains, and not even the road beneath his feet could be seen.
The sound of rapid but weak breathing seemed extremely small in this vast expanse of snow.
The sound of falling snow hit his shoulder. At this moment, his shoulders were like carrying two small snow mountains, almost level with his earlobes.
Not just earlobes. His entire face, which was barely visibly handsome and chiseled, had been cut into red spots by the piercing cold air. His lips were already purple, and his mouth was so cold that it numbed his senses. Even his breath could not dissipate even the slightest bit of hot mist in the air.
His steps faltered.
The snow under my feet has almost reached my knees. The frozen snow layer was hard and brittle. With every step he took, his body suddenly trembled, and then he felt the texture of soil and decaying grass under his feet.
He may have already lost his way.
What was carried on his back was a half-broken bow and arrow. It was stained with blood and had turned a dried crimson color.
He had just escaped from a chase. Running through the wind and snow, my physical strength gradually became unsustainable.
His long eyelashes had already been frozen with a thin layer of ice. Coupled with fatigue and sleepiness, he found it increasingly difficult to open his eyelids.
It's more than that. He had long felt that he had no strength left in his body. Ninety percent of his ability to keep running was due to his extraordinary and tenacious perseverance.
However, when he thought about this aspect, he suddenly laughed at himself.
Faced with such a difficult situation, he smiled.
Then he slowly stopped.
The path is dark and cannot be discerned. But he could barely see clearly the hollow footprints, which were like a line connecting life and death. The other end was boundless darkness, and the other end was tied to his body.
The heat keeps dissipating. His body surface became even colder and numb, but now, looking up at the snowy night sky, he felt calm and solemn inside.
He looked back at where he came from. He didn't think about how he would die, because in the civilization he had been exposed to since childhood, that was something only the coward would care about.
He was thinking that he could still have such perseverance. It had never been discovered before, not even by himself.
This emotion was quickly swallowed up. Because he then thought that the perseverance to escape might not be anything worth boasting about.
My heart is in turmoil. But after giving up life and death, the snowy night world in front of him suddenly became clear.
The sky and the mountains opposite were still hazy and dark. But after careful identification, the outline of the mountains and the night can be seen.
The falling snow is like dotted stars. Each one fell, as if it was a curtain call for his struggle along the way.
The light in the snow was rough and weak. But there is a kind of baby-like cuteness. Is it loneliness or ignorance? At this moment, an inexplicable emotion suddenly rose in his heart, and he seemed to feel joy at the beautiful scene in front of him.
If he hadn't been in a desperate situation at this moment, he would have described this scene with his own hands. I have to compose another song to chant this painful and beautiful emotion forever.
——The combination of snow and night is as noble and transparent as black crystal.
He seemed to feel that this wonderful feeling was rising from his spine and slowly assimilating to his bones. It seems that he has become exquisite and translucent, and he wants to blend into this holy world...
Suddenly, a chill suddenly brought him back to reality.
This is the final struggle of the muscles. This spasm seemed like his body was crying out to his consciousness, because if he continued to indulge, he would really freeze to death.
He felt a pang of pain. I have to stop appreciating the beautiful things in front of me.
Turning his head, he slowly walked forward.
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The world has reached peace, and outside a border village, snow is falling in a lonely courtyard.
The wind and snow roared, beating on the eaves of the Taoist temple. There was a dim candle in front of the statue, but the dim candlelight could not illuminate the solemn shrine.
The damp and cold breath constantly blended with the remaining smell of incense. The heavy snow hitting the outer wall seemed to quickly melt into snow water, seeping into the gaps between the bricks and tiles, and getting into the narrow interior.
Fluorescent dark light shines through the window edges. On a bare snowy night, such light seems smaller than a firefly.
In the hut to the north of the shrine, warm hay is stacked. A gentle and peaceful smell filled the air, and the haystacks made a constant rustling sound.
Perhaps no one cares about the purpose of this pile of hay. Even the Taoist priest from Xiangfeng Temple cannot remember clearly. However, in this vast snowy wilderness, this thick pile of hay is undoubtedly more exciting than a comfortable hotbed.
The hay in a corner was manually cleared away, leaving a corner for the candlestick. The high-burning candle was even brighter than the shrine, and its gentle yellow light filled the room with fragrance.
There is only one person here, and she is a relatively young woman. Perhaps she is not yet thirty years old - there are no wrinkles on her face, and she can even see a bit of plumpness and softness.
The clothes she wore also showed that they had a good origin. The bright red satin velvet jacket is as smooth as peony petals. What couldn't be covered was a silk skirt with gold rims that covered her ankles. It looked even noble.
Although the woman is no longer so young, she still has enough charm and is beautiful. It was obvious that she had received a good upbringing since she was a child. Even though she was alone here, her dignity had not changed, and that beautiful temperament seemed to have been engraved in her bones.
At this moment, looking at the howling dark wind outside the window, she gradually frowned lightly.
The wind and snow are too heavy.
This is the warmest place in Xiangfengguan. The Taoist priests and their attendants all insisted on letting themselves live here. After all, such a terrible wind and snow had not been seen for many years.
And they split up to stay overnight in small villages and drafty huts behind the shrine.
However, facing the rather terrifying wind and snow, she kept thinking about the Taoist Priest and his attendants. I looked at the swaying lamp shadow dreamily, but I couldn't fall asleep.
She prayed that the blizzard outside would be less severe, but it didn't seem to be working. The candle burned shorter and shorter, and she became more and more anxious.
She has always had a kind character. After weighing it for a moment, she finally decided to let the Taoist priest and attendants who stayed at Xiangfeng Temple come here together. It was just one night, and she couldn't bear to see them suffer in the cold for her own sake.
Thinking this way, she slowly stood up holding the hay. When she reached the door, she grasped the latch tightly and pulled it open.
Suddenly, the howling wind blew the flying snow into the warm hut. The flame of the candle also suddenly went out at the same time.
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