MTL - Joy of Life-v7 Chapter 140 One night north wind tight
~ Date: ~09月20日~
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It is already at night. When the wind and snow are doing, rest.
When the snow is moving. The sound of whistling through the long snow, rolling up thousands of snow, thousands of snow. The darkness is the land of exile. The violent sound of the wild voice is heart-rending, and the wind is quiet. Heaven and earth are only silently indifferent. There is a snowy sea with a storm on one side. Miles are clear and cold. There is no such thing as a white jade like a dead snow. The coldness is at its best.
The snow was cold and cold in an unusually cold place, even if the moonlight sprinkled. It seems that it has been frozen in an instant. No matter whether the wind and snow are big or the world is calm, there is a little bit of *** on the side of a high ground. They are all impossible to extinguish, just as humans long for the unknown. Always waiting there and steadfastly.
The brazier inside the tent conveyed a rare warmth, blocking the coldness of the foreign side. On the one hand, it was because the specially made snow account was very effective in separating the wind, and on the other hand it was also because of the fuel in the brazier. It seems to be particularly resistant to burning. And the fire is not small.
The sea otter blossoming has taken off the cover of her face, and her cheeks are reddish like apples. The cockroach was licking the soup next to the brazier. Her brow was slightly wrinkled, and there was a sense of anxiety. And one side has already gotten into the sleeping bag. Did not notice her emotions.
It has been going north for a few days. The weather is getting colder. There are fewer and fewer days of walking during the day. Most of the time, I basically hide in the tent to avoid the snow. However, Fan is not worried about these problems. He is only calculating the fuel and food that can be maintained. how long.
The white bear had only one bear skin left, and Fan Yi had two bear paws, although Haishu and Wang Sanlang were very surprised at his leisure. Even more surprised that he has not forgotten things like even seasoning in his gear. It can be said that it is real. The bear's paw is not so delicious. And the weight is indeed somewhat insufficient.
At the beginning of the expedition to the temple of the North, the dozens of hard-earned snow dogs can also feed on their own, but now they are going deeper into the snowfield, and they can see the wild beasts. The less the less, the last resort, Fan was forced to use the prepared food. These snow dogs work hard every day, and Fan Xian naturally can't bear to treat them, but their appetite is also too good.
For this trip to the temple. Fan is prepared to be really full, to prevent snow blind sunglasses, a special fine velvet sleeping bag, a lot of material preparation, but he is still a little vigilant, because if you can not find the temple before summer. Once you really want to squat on the polar north ice sheet for half a year and night. It is definitely not enough to bring these foods to the ground. Maybe you will start killing the dog at the end.
The painful Shawn was insisted on by eating human flesh. Fan Xian does not want to repeat the same mistakes. He turned his head slightly. Looking at the sea otter next to the brazier, forcibly suppressing the tingling of the chest, and said: "Do you want to hear the story?"
"What story?" Haiyan's face is still a little red. Did not look up, Fan smiled. I talked about the story of Sean and Bitter’s North Temple. Even the story of two old people eating human flesh is not concealed.
After listening to the sea otter. The face gradually changed. It seems that she could not accept her own master, and she had done such a terrible choice. A very complex emotion echoed in the girl’s heart, after a long silence. She slowly raised her head. Look at Van You with the bright and bright eyes. Quietly said: "This time I said this to me. The phase must not be specifically for disgusting me, hitting me. There must be some truth."
“I found that you liked the snow dogs very much.” Fan’s eyes were drooping and he said, “In fact, these snow dogs really helped us a lot. But if it’s really the day when we’re all done, we’re always To start eating dog meat, I hope that you can be mentally prepared now."
The sea otter has a slight change in color. Before she was in the air, she didn't need to carry the bride of the North Qi, and she would be able to naturally express her emotions. She is a girl's house, and she will be very fond of snow dogs that run every day. This month. The dog food is basically responsible for her, and I heard the words, only to know the original... Fan Xian did not have a good heart from the beginning, those snow dogs that worked hard to pull the sled were originally one of his food reserves.
But for this trip to the temple. Haitang has already done very difficult preparations. In particular, she had previously heard the tragic incident of the Master’s adult eating meat. She knew that there was a slight difference in things and bowed slightly. Did not answer, did not refute.
The tent was quiet. The sound of the wind and snow in the field is particularly clear. I can even hear how many snows are rushing over the tent. It’s sizzling and it’s hard to live.
At this time, the footsteps of the ice and snow came from outside the account. Fan Xian and Hai Yan’s face have not changed, because they know who the person is, in this deserted. The cold is pressing on the snowfield. Except for the three young people whose heart will be strong enough to reach the peak of humanity, there is absolutely no other person to appear.
Wang Sanlang slammed into the wooden door and walked in, bringing in a cold wind. The flame in the brazier suddenly faded. This is a snowy snow. It seems that you can use the low temperature to freeze those flames.
The jellyfish took a small black group out of the sleeve and threw it into the brazier. The fire in the brazier finally stabilized. It's all in all. All are special items that Fan has prepared for these years. Especially the fire. It has never been cut off.
Wang Shilang stood on the blanket at the door and smashed the thick ice and snow. He took off a lot of towels on his face, and some of his frozen white lips spit out like hail. : "Okay. Sleep."
Haishu is responsible for the trivial matters of life. The girl’s family was finally transformed into a housewife in this extreme environment, and Wang Sanlang was responsible for leading the dozens of snow dogs and tents to build and defend. He said it was good at this time. It refers to the snow-proof nest that has been specially built for the snow dogs to be built.
From a hard point of view. Of course, Wang Sanlang’s work is more difficult, and Fan’s eyes are a glimpse. Said to him: "From Ming Dynasty. You are responsible for feeding the dogs."
Wang Sanlang nodded and sat next to the brazier. After taking the sea bream and handing over a bowl of hot soup, slowly drank it. Every bite was drunk, and the sword on his waist was dragged to the ground. Exudes a hint of **** taste.
"To recover. It is really necessary to continue to practice hard. But this place is too cold, you should not be too reluctant." Fan Xian's eyes flashed a sense of anxiety, these Tiansan Thirteen Lang is extremely powerful in the sky In the middle of the sword, with its own potential against the majesty of the heavens and the earth, this method of perseverance is really to make Fan Xian and Hai Yan feel moved.
They know that Wang Sanlang has a sense of urgency and wants to recover his arm faster. Or it is a left-handed sword, but Fan is always worried about his body.
"A big ago found a nest of snow rabbits, but the hole is too deep. They can't help, I helped them out of the rabbits." Wang Sanlang put down the soup bowl. I licked my face. Shaking his head said: "By the way, you will be able to freeze the ice."
"It seems that tomorrow can improve the food." Fan leisurely coughed twice with his lips. Laughing and said, he found that the feelings of the thirteen and now these snow dogs are getting better and better, I am afraid that there will be one more person who needs to be convinced in the future.
He suddenly noticed that the sea otter was a little different, and today's words are especially rare. And the face is always red. There was always some worry in the eyebrows, and I couldn’t help but whispered: "What are you thinking about?"
The jellyfish frowned slightly,
Glanced at him,
Did not say anything.
It’s a sigh of the thirteenth. It was extremely rare to smile, re-attach the towel on the head and walk out of the account.
Fan leisure glimpsed a little, and after a moment he couldn’t help but noticed the reason. Laughing out: "Does the living person still let the urine die?"
This is vulgar. It also happens to be the heart disease of Haishu at this time. There was a slight anger in the girl’s eyes.
Fan Xianqian counts, even as early as two years ago, even if he had to make his own temple trip, he must drag Haishu and Wang Shilang as helpers, because he is clear. A long journey, endless nights, like the days before the past beds, the hard loneliness is maddening. When the hardships and Shawn adults were able to find the temples under the sun, it was not because they dared to eat human flesh. But because they can be partners with each other. In a dangerous and unknown journey. Partners are always the most important factor.
However, Fan Leisure still missed some details of life. He and Wang Shilang do not care. Anyone can get rid of it, but I didn't think about increasing the burden. I prepared a tent as a latrine in this snowfield. It was cold in the past few days. But it can still resist, and the two days suddenly cooled down. It is convenient in the wild. It is a bit difficult.
Wang Shilang went out. Nature is a private space reserved for the sea. Her eyes are slightly stunned. Looking at Fan Leisure coldly. Said: "If it is not your medicine jar. There will be so many inconveniences."
Fan was silent and smiled. Even in this trip, his body is the weakest. I want him to hide in the snow outside the account. I am afraid that I will be frozen into a waste. The chuckle said: "Thirteen lang is gone alone. It is natural to understand your relationship with me. Who is with whom, don't you mind this?"
It is still a deep and cold night. The fire in the brazier has not been able to flourish because of the lack of wood and other materials. The snow outside the tent is still screaming desperately. There is no danger in the darkness of the surrounding area. However, the coldness of the world itself is the most dangerous. Three sleeping bags are placed in the shape of a bullet next to the brazier. The three young people in the sleeping bag all stared at the big eyes. Not willing to sleep.
I have been on the snowfield for a month, and there is no entertainment. There is no good way to pass the time, except that the road is sleeping, it is really boring to the extreme. The three people also slept to the extreme, if Fan is not because the body is too weak. I will regret very much how to take the big sun with the thirteen lang. Otherwise, holding a little bit of love that has not been said for a long time. It’s good to enjoy your mouth quickly.
Dozens of days of darkness have no sleep, and the three young people have basically finished talking about things. Even Wang Sanlang’s bed-wetting things have been exhumed by Fan. So the three had to squint. Listening to the sound of the wind and the snow, it is a grand event to enjoy a music.
I don’t know how long I have been silent. Fan Xian suddenly said: “It’s like this snowstorm. It’s cold, when those people went there, I’m afraid that I’m already dead. It’s amazing that the three can still resist. ""
He whispered softly to his head and said: "The Master is the first person to open a mountain temple. It is better than you know the direction. Knowing the route is naturally harder. But the descendants are better than the predecessors, you seem to know Something. It is always more than us."
"Don't envy me." Fan leisure closed his eyes. Happily smiled and said: "Life can go to different places, experience different things. It is a very rare enjoyment."
Wang Shilang said: "It’s justified."
"In this case, why do you and me don't talk about poetry? In the future, there are clouds in the history books, and the night of the snowstorm. Into a giant poem. How is it? How can it be? I am coming to a head, this is called. One night The north wind is tight..."
Without the following, it is clear that Haishu and Wang Shilang are not willing to condone this person's soreness. A quiet place.
Fan has coughed twice. Smiled: "Too don't give face."
"We are all rough people. You want us to accompany you to the poem, you don't give us face, then say it, this sentence is written in the stone book."
"The stone is all written by me. Who dares to say that this is not what I wrote?" Fan Yu's shameless voice rang in the tent.
The other two expressed their disdain with silence, and Fan smiled and smiled at the tired eyes in a dimly lit environment. Coughing and breathing, said: "Everything is finished. Our understanding of each other is enough... but I have always been very curious. You live in this world, what do you want to do?"
"I want to be a great master. Then like the master. Protect the people of Dongyi City." Wang Sanlang's answer is always so strong and direct, confident and ordinary.
"The little child who wets the bed is not qualified to use this kind of arrogant words."
"I..." Haishu’s bright eyes looked at the tent on the top of the tent. After a moment of silence, he said: "I grew up in the mountains after the Qingshan Mountain, and later went to the capital. I started in the middle of the sky. I just want to The Qingshan River is carried forward. She has been able to protect the Daqi court for generations, not for the invasion of foreign enemies, and the people in the country live and work in peace."
Her voice suddenly dimmed: "But Master went. I realized that I was not a Qi. It was a Hu... I don’t know what I was going to do, but I think if it’s big Qi can be safe and peaceful, this world can be safe and sound. Always good."
"Sure enough, it is the two old monsters who teach the disciples to close their disciples. Just one sentence is to think of the world." Fan sighed and sighed: "In fact, before you know, what is good war. What is bad peace, I never thought about it."
"Because Wu Zhushu never cares about this. So I don't care much, I just want to let myself live well." Fan Yu's tone is particularly light. "The more vivid the living, the better the better. Because from the first day of my knowledge, I always feel that everything around me is just a dream. And this dream will always wake up. This I feel very diligent and have been very serious about going to every day."
"I seem to want to use these details to enrich my fear of dreaming."
Listening to Fan Yu’s words, Haishu and Wang Shilang were in silence. They just thought that Fan was lamenting that he was living in a bizarre and grotesque life. But I can’t know what Fan’s true feelings are.
"Since you don't want to wake up from this dream, presumably the content of this dream must be good." Haishu comforted him.
Fan has a slightly curled corner. I smiled and said, "That is nature. If it is not to maintain everything in this dream, why should I exile myself to the place where the bird does not pull? Why should I fight this with the emperor, why should I let myself? Pretending to be brave. Pretending to be righteous. Into the palace, but to be careful to maintain the stability of the Daqing court."
all of these. After the rebirth, everything is really just a dream? The tent is quiet. Haishu and Wang Shilang were asleep, but Fan Leisure still did not fall asleep, and he stared indifferently at the sky isolated from the outside. Listening to the sound of the wind and snow outside the account. I kept thinking about it in my heart.
I died in that world. In this world, when he was alive, in the years of his childhood, Fan Fan couldn’t get rid of the fear of being awakened at any time. He feared that all of this was false. He feared that he was only in an illusory state of mind. He is afraid that this is an inclusive world Chumen show, he is afraid that this is a brilliant game. And I am just a glimpse of spiritual fluctuations. The data stream is either a wood person after being hypnotized.
The true warrior dares to face the real death, and for the second world to be a leisurely person. What he once feared was that he didn't know if he really died. He worried that once he woke up. I will lie back on the bed again. Sink into the real darkness. I can't see anything beautiful again.
Jiangshan, lake, flowers, beauty.
He shouted at the roof of Zhangzhou to collect clothes. He made three hundred poems in the temple. All of this is based on a certain kind of emotion, and I have lived on the land of the country for more than 20 years. I laughed and cried. He can finally prove it. It’s not a dream.
Although until this time. He still doesn't know what the temple is, but he can be sure. All of this is happening around his own side, not by the sacredness of a certain god.
Because the people in this world are real, the feelings in the world are real, and human, as well as sorrow and joy, there are always things in the world that cannot be faked. If there is God, you can control everything perfectly. Just as God wants to have light. Just as a son-in-law wants to play with mud, just like Pangu tired and rested, what is the point of pursuing this?
The closer to the temple. Fan leisure is getting rid of these problems more and more, until the night is gradually clear. This line of temple may be asking for a question, but in fact he is more concerned about the worldly reality. At least the life and sorrow of those who think they are in reality.
For unknowable, unexplorable, untouchable. Unobservable things, in fact, these things are non-existent, this is what the world has taught in the physics class. Fan Xian has always remembered the land very clearly. He suddenly felt that he could put this physics definition tonight. To the word fate.
No one can change his destiny. But he can choose not to accept his own destiny, or ignore this fate, and Fan live in this world. Love or hate people or things in this world. This world is truly true. Really to the bones, he firmly believes this.
I have never been asleep in the night, and my body is so refreshing. Although the vitality between heaven and earth is making up for his lack with breathing, the speed is still not fast enough. The cold outside invasion is uneasy. Fan Xian finally got sick.
When the outside wind and snow whistle stopped. When the white light on the snow was reflected in the tent, Fan’s cheeks became extremely pale, and two unhealthy blushes were born under the eye sockets, and the forehead was hot.
Most afraid of getting sick. In the coldest time, Fan was lying in the warm and gentle arms of Haishu, and carefully drank his own medicine. Forced to maintain the spirit. The hoarse voice said: "The jar has something to say."
"Say it." Haiyan Meiyu is all worried. Gently glaring at him, shaking like a child.
"Can't stop, let's go."
"But the snow here is so big."
Suddenly the tent door was opened. Wang XIII Lang came into the head. The face is full of surprise colors.
The north wind was tight overnight. The door is still snowing. However, the snow was rolled up from the ground. There is no snow in the sky. Only the blue sky and the blue sky and the sun that looked very shivering. The air is still cold, but the snow has finally stopped.
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