It's fire!
Just when he was in despair and ready to stop in the snow to face death, a light from the corner of his eyes suddenly attracted his full attention.
Not just firelight. Looking from a distance, his eyes, which had long been accustomed to the darkness, could vaguely distinguish rows of houses, hidden in the vast snowfield.
His whole body was cracked by the cold, and the feeling in his limbs was slowly shrinking.
But the moment he saw this light, the strength that surged up from nowhere actually prompted him to run again risking his life.
Perhaps it is the desire for "life". The light in the distance was like the last straw for a drowning man, saving his heart once again.
No matter what...he's going to run over! He wants to live!
Running to the top of the hill, there is a broad gentle slope. He simply lay on the ground and rolled down quickly like a ball of snow. Clusters of high-hanging snow flakes were raised behind him, colliding and mixing with the falling snow.
He closed his eyes tightly and kept hitting something all over his body. But he had long been numb to the pain, and with such indomitable momentum, he quickly rushed towards the light.
The speed of rolling down gradually slowed down. His mind gradually froze, and he had no time to consider the reason.
Until his body was wrapped in a layer of snow and he slowly stopped on the ground. It took him a while before he dared to open his eyes and found that he had reached the flat ground.
His clothes were already in tatters and were hanging in the snow like frozen porridge.
Still in shock, he took two big breaths of air-conditioning and got up shivering.
His back was constantly being hit by snowballs, and he could no longer stand upright. Using his hands and feet, he drew long bloody traces in the snow with his ten fingers, and crawled toward the light that was not far away.
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It was very windy and snowy. Harsh sounds swirled in the courtyard, and she suddenly felt a pain in her cheek.
The strong wind had nowhere to go in the cramped courtyard, screaming "chichi" from every hole. Snow petals were flying in all directions, and her wild and unruly appearance made her beauty pale.
Without the warmth in the room, she was as fragile as a fallen flower in the snow.
But she didn't give up. After walking a few steps while holding on to the wall, she considered where everyone lived, turned around and moved slowly towards that direction.
The snow was deep and she felt soft and cold under her feet with every step she took. The wall also became bitingly cold. Although it was only separated by a stone brick, it was very different from the wall in the house.
She had seen the door of the shrine blown open by the wind. The swinging door hinge made a faint "squeaky" groan, and a layer of silvery white snow had already accumulated on the ground in front of the statue in the main hall.
She was both surprised and worried when she thought that the Taoist Priest and the others were living in the shrine at the moment.
She quickened her pace, holding on to the wall, and gradually approached the main hall.
However, just as she touched the large incense burner in the courtyard in front of the hall, she suddenly heard a muffled banging sound from the bronze door of Xiangfeng Temple.
There was a "dong" sound, neither light nor heavy, even a little blurry under the roar of the wind and snow.
However, there was a sound from the bronze door, and even an echo came in the wind and snow.
In such a quiet and noisy snowy night, if there is no one in the courtyard, this sound will be thrown to the ground forever, and no one will know it.
The snow was falling hard, making her unable to open her eyes. However, she did stop and turned to look in the direction of the door.
Heavy wind and snow. But she heard it, and the strange noise even frightened her a little.
In the dark night, what could make such a noise? Is it a wild beast? still……
She unconsciously glanced at the deep and dark night. Countless snows shimmered like stars, flying in the air disorderly and chaotically. The cold feeling hit her in waves, but it gradually warmed her loving heart.
Can't go wrong. In a night like this, even a wild beast would probably be suffering from the cold and dying, right?
Her eyes gradually became firm.
No matter what, since it was a life to be saved, she would not just watch it freeze to death outside the door just a few feet away.
Moreover, when you are in a Taoist temple, behind you are the benevolent gods staring at you. Perhaps this is a temptation from the gods. If her heart is not sincere, how can she pray for her husband and the entire family to get the desired result?
She suddenly became eager. Ignoring the snow and wind that filled the courtyard, she held up her skirt and strode toward the door.
The deep footprints formed a track in the snow. She staggered to the door, pulled open the heavy bolt, and opened the door of the Taoist temple with force.
However, what appeared in front of her was not the beast she had imagined.
——But, a living person who still has breath!
She was so frightened that she took two steps back. The man fell in front of the door, covered in blood and sores covered in snow and ice. It could only be described as "tragic".
His whole body was already covered with white snow, and the blood scabs were torn apart again. The bright red frozen blood stained the snow, which was even more shocking.
"Help..." He heard the sound of someone opening the door. But at this moment, he already had no strength. He stretched out a trembling hand slumped over the high threshold and said, "Save me..."
It was as if saying this had used up the last of his willpower. Suddenly, the hand that had been raised in the air suddenly fell down and fell weakly on the threshold.
Seeing the scene in front of her, she was so shocked that she didn't dare to move, and couldn't even say a word.
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A little warmth, like the snow on the distant prairie covered by the rising sun, slowly seeped into his body from his pores.
How comfortable... That kind of singing morning, the whole body is watered by the sun's bath, and even the wind is so charming and warm.
However, in the current grassland, apart from the feeling of warmth, there is no breath of wind.
He looked down, with the wildness of a young man in his eyes.
The meadow beneath my feet did not move at all. The frozen image seemed to tell him that all this was just his imagination.
"……Well!!"
There was a gasp of surprise, and the clothes on his body were shaken off. He suddenly woke up from his sleep like a frightened leopard, with natural aggression.
However, there was no trace of murderous intent in front of him.
There was only a bright candlelight dancing leisurely in front of him. His breathing was too violent just now, making the small flames sway uneasily.
Just as he was about to get up, he first felt a pain coming from all over his body. Then there was a rustling sound behind him, which made him turn his head to look.
Behind it is a pile of warm hay.
Then the pain came again. But after the struggle on that snowy night, the pain now seems to be nothing at all.
After reluctantly getting up, he suddenly realized that there was a woman in the corner of the wall.
I didn't have time to pay attention just now. I saw that the woman in front of me had fallen asleep leaning against the wall. She must have deliberately kept a distance from him.
