Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 46|The Great Wall Snow Night

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In the early morning, the clouds are overcast and the snow is getting smaller.

In the station, Hongjun slept so much that he hugged Li Jinglong, while Li Jinglong was lying on his back in a deep sleep, with one arm resting on Hongjun, hugging his shoulders, Hongjun sticking to his chest, like Li Jinglong's heart The lights in the veins have a strange and inherent attraction to him.

The wind was still blowing, Hongjun woke up, yawned, and stopped breathing at the moment he opened his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at the sleeping Li Jinglong, and his breathing became hurried. He was wrapped around Li Jinglong's body, holding his waist with one hand and one leg between his legs, burying his head on his shoulder, listening to his heartbeat.

What's even more exaggerated is that Hongjun just woke up early in the morning and was still hard. The thing was against the crotch of the pants, water oozes, and Li Jinglong felt hard in his legs. The warm bed, Li Jinglong's body temperature, undulating chest, and the good smell on his body all gave Hongjun a sense of security that he was no longer alone.

This sense of security made him startled, and suddenly he gave birth to an almost nostalgic feeling.

I haven't woken up anyway... hold on for a while. Hongjun likes this feeling very much, like when he eats something delicious, a flower blooms in his heart, or when he is lying on a rock and basking in the sun, the warm wind blows, and the whole world gently embraces him. , That sense of companionship is everywhere.

Li Jinglong moved a little and woke up.

Hongjun had to let go of his hand and carefully turned to lie flat. Li Jinglong was asleep with an irritable expression. When he opened his eyes, he saw Hongjun first and laughed.

"How long have you been awake?" Li Jinglong's arms were numb, and he moved his arms while pressing his shoulders.

"You like to laugh a lot recently." Hongjun said.

Li Jinglong realized something, so he smiled and asked him to get up quickly, don't always get up.

The wind and snow are still the same today, but the snow is getting smaller. After breakfast, the past caravans will not be able to go. Looking at that posture, if you go northwest, I am afraid the snowstorm will only be bigger and the road more difficult. Li Jinglong stood outside the gate of the post station, frowning to observe the sky.

Hongjun knew that he was anxious to travel, so he said: "The snow is getting smaller, let's go."

"Can it work?" Li Jinglong asked Hongjun, "The weather is too windy."

Hongjun said that there was no problem. Li Jinglong hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go on the road together.

"If you two are going to Wuwei." Xiaoer from the post station came out and said, "You have to be careful not to go the wrong way. The snow is deep and the official road is covered. Once you get lost, you can It's troublesome."

Li Jinglong also thought about it. This time I left Chang'an with a map from two years ago. During this time, many places were changed. On the way, he took the wrong path three or two times. Fortunately, he found the right destination. But now the snowstorm covers the official roads and farmland, and there is no caravan rut, it is very likely to hit the wasteland and find no place.

"You go north." Xiao Er said again, "There was the Great Wall of Dao Han, under the Great Wall, you can still block the wind, follow the Great Wall to the station outside Wuwei, and then turn back sixty miles south."

Li Jinglong thanked him, and got on horse with Hongjun, and went to find the Great Wall of Han Dynasty. The wind and snow covered the road, and the horses were difficult to walk. When he saw the Great Wall, Hongjun couldn't help but exclaim.

In the boundless wind and snow, a high wall stands in the sky, ignoring the wind and snow, like the edge of the world, guarding the prosperous China. This long meandering dragon crosses the wasteland, climbs the mountains, from its starting point, rises to the sky, and then to the earth, for thousands of years, as before.

"Go." Li Jinglong turned around and said.

"What's outside?" Hongjun asked.

Li Jinglong said: "Outside is a wider world."

Hongjun said again: "I have read Wang Changling, Qin Shimingyue and Han Shiguan..."

"The Long March of Ten Thousand Miles-People have not returned." Li Jinglong sang with a smile, riding two galloping horses in the storm and snow, along the Great Wall to the end of the world.

"But if the Dragon City Feijiang is here, I don't teach Huma Duyin Mountain..."

"This is singing the poem of my ancestors." Li Jinglong said to Hongjun.

Although Hongjun doesn't know the ancestor of Li Jinglong, the parachutist Li Guang's famous reputation, he must be a very powerful character.

"Is it cold?" Li Jinglong slowed down and asked sideways.

After last night, Hongjun felt a little embarrassed when facing Li Jinglong, and today he took the initiative to ride his horse.

Hongjun waved his hand, and Li Jinglong said: "Come here when it's cold, brother will take you."

Hongjun replied: "I am not so weak!"

The carp demon woke up and said behind Hongjun: "We are not cold at all, Li Changshi, what's the matter with you? Can't it work?"

The wind and snow got up again, and it was more violent than last night. The cold breath poured into his breath. Hongjun was speechless for a moment. Li Jinglong waved his hand to indicate that he had a good nose and mouth, and went ahead to clear the way.

The Great Wall stretches for thousands of miles, as if it will never end. Li Jinglong covers his mouth and nose, and looks back from time to time to confirm that Hongjun has followed. It’s strange to say that Hongjun looked at the surrounding blizzards as if the sky was falling, as if hundreds of millions of shining stars were falling from the sky, and the strong wind was about to lift the whole piece of the earth and shake them to the edge of the sky, but he was actually a little bit. Not shivering.

Li Jinglong stationed in front of him, Hongjun asked: "What's the matter?!"

"Are you cold!" Li Jinglong asked, "Why don't you turn back! Don't freeze!"

Hongjun said: "It's really not cold, how about you?"

Li Jinglong wore rein-controlling gloves, wrapped in a black cloak. He had always been physically strong, and he couldn't help but tremble at this time, saying: "I'm fine, then... hold on for a while! The camp will be closed in the evening! "

The two continued to move forward. After an hour, Hongjun suddenly felt that something was wrong, and Li Jinglong's speed was obviously slower.

"Chang Shi, are you okay?" Hong Jun asked back.

Li Jinglong rode on the horse and sneezed.

Hong Jun: "..."

Don't be frozen, Hongjun hurriedly turned his horse's head and turned back. The wind became stronger and it was almost impossible to move. Li Jinglong said: "Find a place and avoid it!"

At that time, under the Great Wall of Han Dynasty, there was a vacant barracks every ten miles, which was reserved for the night when soldiers patrolled in ancient times. The two smashed into the barracks in the dark. Hongjun turned around and closed the door, keeping the cold wind out. Li Jinglong couldn't help rubbing his hands, breathing, and his lips were slightly blue.

The carp demon rummaged in the barracks and found a few porcelain pots for boiling water. Li Jinglong sneezed again. Hongjun said, "Don't be sick."

Li Jinglong said in a hurry, "I got warm after a short rest. I didn't expect it to be so cold here..." Then he sneezed again. When it was dark and dark, Hongjun rubbed his fingers, lit the firewood, boiled some water and ate dry food.

Li Jinglong fell asleep by leaning against the wooden box in the barracks. The carp demon said: "Look at the unlucky ghost, it's a bit wrong."

Hongjun reached out and touched Li Jinglong's forehead, which was hot.

"Suck." Hongjun said, "Long history?"

Li Jinglong opened his eyes and said, "What time is it? Let's go, I have to hurry."

Li Jinglong is about to get up, but he has no energy. Hongjun said: "You have a cold, don't frostbite your lungs. You rest for a while, and I will dispense some medicine when the snow stops before leaving."

Li Jinglong was very depressed. In the end, he actually fell ill, but in front of Hongjun, there was enough embarrassment. Not bad this time, he had to say, "I don’t know what happened. Last year, the Longwu Army went to the Guanzhong Plain. I did not close my eyes for three days and three nights during training, and I did not get sick after heavy rain and exposure..."

Hongjun looked for medicine and replied: "Maybe it's too cold outside."

"Yes, yeah." The carp demon said, "Your physique is not as good as Hongjun. You really don't need to feel ashamed. My family Hongjun is..."

Hongjun hurriedly signaled that the carp demon should stop stabbing, and then put it on. He found out the cold-preventing post he carried with him, containing dried ginger, Bupleurum and other medicinal materials, and brought out a phoenix feather, so "Huh" Scream. Say: "I know, it should be this."

The phoenix feather shimmered in the freezing cold of the sky, Hongjun had previously carried it in his arms, no wonder it was not cold!

Hongjun put Phoenix Feather in Li Jinglong's arms, went out to pick up some firewood, and prepared to boil medicine. He shouted as soon as he took a step: "Oh my God! It's cold--!"

"Let’s say it’s cold." Li Jinglong was slightly depressed and said, "Don’t go out, I’ll just sweat for a while."

Hongjun signaled that it was okay. Walking out of the snow, there was an icy creek in the distance, and there were many trees on the opposite side. As soon as the cold wind blew, Hongjun screamed. In an instant, the three souls and seven souls came out of their bodies, and their open mouths were so cold that they couldn't close.

"It's so cold... so cold... I'm going to die..." Hongjun almost fell on the snowy ground, feeling the wind coming from all directions, all blowing towards him, he kept telling himself that I can't die I can't die, I have to go back to save the long history...

Hongjun opened up the five-color sacred light, but the sacred light could block the wind and snow, but could not stop the icy and cold air. As soon as the spell became more cold, Hongjun hurriedly collected the sacred light and took a flying knife to chop the tree , Stumbling, dragging a tall pine tree back.

Hongjun opened the door, shaking with cold, Li Jinglong was startled and nervously said: "Don't be sick!"

Hong Jun said: "It's done."

He cut a few pieces of firewood with a flying knife, closed the door tightly, started a fire, and it took a while to slow down. Putting the earthen jar on the fire, first boiled a thick bowl of cold-fighting soup, poured Li Jinglong down, and drank a bowl of it himself, then simmered Li Jinglong to make him sweat.

The sky is dim and the wind is still there. I can only deal with it here tonight. After drinking the medicine, Li Jinglong began to sweat, with phoenix feathers in his arms, and two fur coats wrapped around him and Hongjun. It wouldn't be a big problem.

The carp demon lay on Li Jinglong's lap and went to sleep with his eyes open. The carp would linger in the winter and talk a lot less.

Hongjun spread his legs and sat on the outer edge of the fire, using a branch to set aside the fire, still thinking of what Li Jinglong said last night.

What do I want? How will I spend my life? Hongjun still remembers that a long time ago, Zhongming said that no matter how high a bird's life is, no matter how high it is, passing through the mountains and ridges, through the stars at night and the white clouds under the blue sky, there will eventually be a settlement. local.

That will be the destination of his life, and more importantly, the destination will be the place where he goes round and round all his life, tirelessly searching for it. It's the Huahua World, or a dangerous peak, a mud nest under the eaves of the human race, or a lone beach in the middle of the river.

Where is my home? Hongjun gradually understood what Zhongming had said, and he also missed home. It was his home, but it was not the place where he needed to place himself after his life. Maybe one day in the future, he will find that Yaojin Palace is his final destination, but at least not now.

It once belonged to his father Kong Xuan, Chongming and Qingxiong. Perhaps his father left Yaojin Palace for this reason and came to the land of Shenzhou to be with his mother. Has he found his home?

Outside the Yulin City Gate.

When leaving Yulin, Morigen led Xu and gave the letter to the guards.

"Please send this letter to Dali Temple, Chang'an, and forward it to the Exorcist Division Li Jinglong Changshi." Mo Rigen said.

Along the way, he heard a lot of news from the northwest. Northern merchants came to the Central Plains to spend the winter, and the legend of corpses in the frontier was spread widely. Some people said that a group of Huihe people pretended to be looting the city; It was said that Yumen was closed and the corpse changed, and rumors were all over the place.

The military newspaper carried by Lu Xu was supposed to be sent to the Ge Shuhan Garrison in Liangzhou Prefecture, but the content of the letter has long been vague. Mo Rigen decided to go in person and take a look at the north. Leave it to Li Jinglong to judge. I also included a letter mentioning what happened in the north.

"Look." Morigen said to Lu Xu, "It has been done for you."

When Lu Xu saw the soldier, he nodded again and again. After he went crazy, he was still thinking about his responsibilities. Now he is better now, and then looked up at Morigen.

Morigen said: "You took me to find the deer, where did you see it last, do you remember?"

Lu Xu hesitated and looked at Morigen. Morigen patted his chest and said: "I can beat a ghost, I will avenge you."

Lu Xu finally didn't escape, and started to show Morigan the way to let him go north.

Morigen wore a leather mask, rode with Lu Xu, and then turned around and said: "How old are you? How many people are in the family?"

Lu Xu didn’t say a word, he rode on the horse and looked around. Morigen saw that the young man was pitiful. According to the news, all his colleagues were dead and the city was destroyed. His family had no luck, so he couldn’t say anything along the way. Take care.

Ice and snow, under the Great Wall of Han.

Hongjun sighed softly, not knowing when the snow outside stopped.

He looked out from a small hole in the barracks. The outside was dark and he couldn't see anything. When he touched Li Jinglong's forehead, Li Jinglong was still feverish, but his face was no longer pale.

Hongjun stayed in this way until he was a little tired, ready to lie down and deal with it for a night, but suddenly heard a rustling sound from outside, accompanied by the uneasy neigh of the horses.

Are any animals too cold? Hongjun was afraid that it was a fox or a wolf, so he was afraid of scaring the horse away. As long as it is not a beast, it doesn't matter if he puts it in for a night and keeps it warm.

He opened the door and went out. The clouds were so dark outside that he couldn't see his fingers. Hongjun took a photo with the torch and saw two uneasy horses hiding in the wind to rest.

Hongjun turned around, pointed the torch into the dark, and saw messy footprints ten steps away.

Someone?

Someone!

Hongjun hurriedly said: "Anyone?"

On the other side of the snowfield, there is a sound of breaking branches from the stream. Hongjun stepped forward, waved the torch, and made a wind noise. The rustling sound continued from behind, and the horses again heard the uneasy noise. There was no sound in the quiet night, everything seemed so strange.

The cold was everywhere, hitting like mercury. Hongjun walked a little further, and crossed the stream. He began to realize that something was wrong. In the light of the torch, his expression was full of alertness. Behind him, several dark shadows appeared on the tree.

Hongjun turned around, and when he was about to go back, a person suddenly rushed behind him and hit his back hard!

Hongjun ejected the flying knife instantly, and rolled on the spot. When he rolled over the snowy ground, he raised his hand and shot the flying knife quickly, hitting the armor of the black shadow, and immersed in his body!

However, the dark shadow was not afraid of flying knives at all, and with a strange cry, he charged up again!

What is this? ! Hongjun hadn't recovered yet, another monster in armor rushed behind him, and then jumped off the monster holding a weapon on the tree above his head! Hongjun blocked it with a torch, and the torch fell to the ground and went out instantly when he fell in the snow.

The five-color divine light shook away with a "hum", resisting the swords cut from around, and through the illusion-like glazed light, Hong Jun suddenly saw the enemy clearly.

That was a soldier wearing a strange armor. The soldier had muddy eyes and no pupils in his eyes. He held the weapon and cut it down at Hongjun!