"Da da da……"
The horse walked slowly, and the flying snow coming towards him made Jiang Wuji narrow his eyes.
In the distance, the snowfield stretches endlessly, like an ice dragon entrenching itself, condensing all the clouds under the sky into ice.
Last night while resting in a small town, Ji Xiaowan bought two plush coats in advance. Now she was wrapped in one and then snuggled into Jiang Wuji's coat to play.
With the coat covering him, Jiang Wuji's freed hand became even more unscrupulous, not retracting when someone passed by, and even twisting it a few times harder.
The whole female thief felt very uncomfortable.
But this indescribable excitement is inexplicably fascinating.
So after struggling for a while, Jiang Wuji was left to his own devices.
"The cold power can be seen thousands of miles away, and the jade stands high in the snow-capped mountains."
"This cold snowfield is quite spectacular."
Jiang Wuji sighed casually, and at the same time he let go of the twisted bean and slid it down along the full arc, holding up the smooth lower edge.
The female thief let out a sob and frowned slightly.
"Can you please stop... look at the snow scene?"
"Didn't I watch what you said?"
"Hey...why didn't I poison you?"
"Hehehe..."
Jiang Wuji shrugged his arms forward, and placed his wrapped palms on the smooth outside, using his forearms to support him.
"Ugh~" The female thief bit her red lips, stretched out her little hands and twisted Jiang Wuji's waist hard.
"hiss."
Jiang Wuji pretended to be in pain, and then said: "My foster father was buried here. It's still early. Why don't you accompany me to see him?"
"What happened to your adoptive father here?" Ji Xiaowan was slightly surprised. Seeing Jiang Wuji mention this matter, she temporarily forgot about what happened to the landscape full moon painting.
Jiang Wuji nodded, "Yes, a place called Konggu."
"You can go if you want, I'll just accompany you."
"haha okay……"
Entering the snowfield, the snow on the two of them became thicker, and even their eyelashes were covered with white light.
In the blink of an eye, three days later, relying on the simple map bought in the small town, Jiang Wuji finally found the empty valley in the snowfield.
It's just an open valley with icebergs towering on both sides. You can't even see the end of the ice valley.
The horse's hooves wrapped in thick cloth stepped on the smooth ice. As it went deeper and deeper, some broken wood began to appear around it.
Going deeper, a huge black shadow appeared under the ice. If you look carefully, it is difficult to tell that it is a large ship, a large ship frozen underground.
Before arriving, Jiang Wuji was curious as to where the boat on the snowfield came from. Now it seems that this cold snowfield may not have been the ice and snow it is now.
"Look over there." Ji Xiaowan suddenly said.
Jiang Wuji looked up and saw a frozen corpse.
It is easy to tell from the clothing that this corpse belongs to the sword holder of Fengtiansi.
"It seems that my adoptive father did have an accident here..."
Jiang Wuji murmured something. He had already passed the corpse, but after thinking about it, he turned back.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing Jiang Wuji jump off the horse and take out his silver knife to cut the ice, Ji Xiaowan asked curiously.
"The sword bearer's sword is engraved with his name."
Hearing this, Ji Xiaowan noticed that the sword in Jiang Wuji's hand was engraved with the words "Fengtian holds the sword Jiang Wuji".
"This man might have been a subordinate of his adoptive father when he was alive. It is definitely impossible to take all the bones back, but the fallen leaves must return to their roots..."
Ji Xiaowan's eyes flickered and she said nothing.
When he was young, Jiang Wuji cut through the ice and picked up a copper knife in the corpse's hand.
"Zhou Yuan..."
After getting the name of the corpse, Jiang Wuji took out another bone, carved the name on the bone, and put it away.
Then place the knife on the ice with the name facing outward and use the knife as a monument.
However, along the way, the two encountered more and more corpses. Some of them could still find their names from the sabers, but most of them had lost their sabers and could not get their names.
In desperation, Jiang Wuji could only carve those with names, and those without names were just bones.
Gradually, the package containing the skeleton of the sword holder became larger and heavier.
"It should be right here." Ji Xiaowan's expression became solemn.
The bombed cabin is here, and to this day, traces of the fierce battle can still be seen around.
In addition, there are many ravines on the ice cliffs that have been pressed down by giant objects. Judging from the width, the two-headed giant python recorded in the file is probably two feet wide.
How big is a snake over six meters wide? Jiang Wuji couldn't imagine that if such a big python really existed in this world, and there were two of them... wouldn't it be in the category of monsters?
But the only skills that can be related to cultivating immortals are the Nine Tribulations of Tianmen, monsters and the like... Ordinary masters may not be able to deal with them.
Jiang Wuji searched around several times and found many silver and bronze knives, but no trace of the gold knives.
In other words, there is no adoptive father among the bones and remains he collected, or the adoptive father is among the unknown bones.
"There doesn't seem to be anything useful left in this place."
"Then the empress asked me to come here, does she really want me to come and take a look?"
"..."
"If the matter is really that simple, then why is there no mention of Konggu in the file, but only a brief mention of it?"
"Come and take a look." Wan'er's figure came from the cabin.
Jiang Wuji retracted his thoughts, came to the gap, and jumped down.
Rather than talking about the cabin, it is better to say that the hull was damaged. At this time, Ji Xiaowan was working hard to cut the ice, and there seemed to be something under the ice.
"Let me do it."
Jiang Wuji took over and slashed a few times, and suddenly a few sparks burst out with a clanking sound.
"This is……"
Jiang Wuji used force to pull out the foreign object.
Two palm-sized ice flakes, but they were not ice. They were so hard that the sword could not leave even a trace.
There is a groove on the light blue surface, which looks like it was left by some kind of weapon.
"What is this?" Ji Xiaowan asked curiously.
"Judging from the shape... it might be scales, snake scales." Jiang Wuji said.
"Snake scales? So big?!" Ji Xiaowan was so shocked that she couldn't help but gasp.
However, at this time, Jiang Wuji's attention was not on the size of the snake scales, but on the grooves on the snake scales.
"Suddenly a two-headed giant python emerged from the cabin. Its mouth was full of blood. It could swallow more than ten people in one mouthful. The master could not hurt it at all..."
"This snake can't even be harmed by a master, so who left this groove?"
"Is he the adoptive father?"
At this moment, Ji Xiaowan found a few snake scales elsewhere.
When these snake scales are put together, the grooves on the scales become complete.
"Is this a knife wound or a sword wound?" Ji Xiaowan asked.
Jiang Wuji shook his head, looking like he was possessed, "It wasn't the sword that left it behind, it was the gun."
"Gun? How can you tell?"
"Feel……"
"???"
Jiang Wuji stared at the grooves on the snake scales, vaguely feeling that he was about to catch something.
"Wan'er, you know the wind."
After giving the instructions, Jiang Wuji sat cross-legged on the floor and stroked the grooves with his fingers bit by bit.
Seeing this, Ji Xiaowan probably guessed Jiang Wuji's behavior.
I heard that some masters will leave their martial arts knowledge as traces of their weapons. Even if they are seen by the world in the future, they will not be able to see the hidden secrets without a certain level of understanding.
But neither the Insight Grandmaster nor the Jade Bone Grandmaster can leave their martial arts behind in this way.
In other words, if the grooves on the snake scales really have a mystery, the martial arts that the little thief now understands is at least what he has left behind.
And it might also be some kind of marksmanship.
Although the little thief usually uses a knife, when he encounters a fierce battle, he will take out his big black gun...
The sky is dim and the stars are bright.
The nights in the snowfield are extremely cold.
Jiang Wuji remained motionless as if in trance.
Ji Xiaowan collected the remains of the wood and raised a bonfire next to Jiang Wuji with the help of fire sticks.
Watch quietly...
