Chapter 6 Festival

Li, suddenly couldn't speak—this undulating mountain forest actually had a more subtle and murderous intent than the Miaojiang jungle!

"Now you listen carefully to me, I will only say it once, and we will go our own way." Feeling the warmth on his face getting stronger and stronger, knowing that the sun is about to jump out of the clouds, Sumo suddenly quickened his speech. Speed, "With the White Pagoda as the center, it’s right in the east is Tianque. If you can get out of Tianque alive, you will follow the water under the mountain and walk westward to a place where people live-the name of it is'Zezhiguo'. . Then you can ask the people there where you want to go next."

"I...I want to follow you through the Tianque!" Already feeling terrified at the small mound below the mountain, Na Sheng couldn't help but grabbed the puppet master's hand, "Anyway, you have to go this way, aren't you? You? Take me with you!"

"Even if I want to go this way, why should I take you along with me?" Su Mo sneered suddenly, and broke away her hand in disgust. "Are people always so greedy? For the kindness of that bowl of rice, I Enough returns have been paid-the sun has come out, and you must go down as soon as possible, don't say I didn't warn you."

Na Sheng was staggered back by his slam. Fortunately, the snow was soft and it didn't hurt to fall. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the young puppet master who suddenly turned her face to disrespect, and said, "Greedy? We...we walk all the way, and everyone else is dead. Shouldn't we help each other?"

"Help each other?" Sumo laughed suddenly, but his face was ridiculous, "It sounds good...what can you help me? No one has ever helped me. And why should I help you again?"

"You can't see with your eyes, I can help you recognize the way." Looking at the empty eyes of the puppet master, Na Sheng struggled to get up from the snow, "You...you are groping down the mountain like this, how can you do it?"

Su Mo was taken aback, and then smiled again: "Oh, yes. I forgot that I was blind—" However, his smile was not restrained, and his face became meaningful: "But, you think I really look like Need someone to lead the way?"Na Sheng was stunned by his question, and looked at his eyes seriously—his eyes were strangely dark blue, but they looked a bit like natives of Miao territory. However, his eyes are hollow, without a bottom, and always look dim and have no focus. However, when you look at him, you will feel that he is also looking at you.

Is this person really invisible?

"Oh! The sun has risen!" After hesitating, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Dongfang cheering, "It's beautiful!"

Su Mo turned his head subconsciously, facing the sun's rays on the ice and snow.

—At that moment, Na Sheng saw: At the moment when the puppet master was facing the rising sun, his eyes were still empty, and the intense and dazzling light did not change his pupils.

"It turns out that you are really blind." The little Sheng's trick succeeded. She looked at him with some rejoice and pity, "Don't you need someone to lead the way? I will help you, you help me, and we will live together. Tianque, isn't it evened?"

"You count me?" Before her laughter landed, Su Mo's face suddenly became ugly, even with a hint of hideousness, and Na Sheng couldn't help but take two steps backwards, but as soon as she backed away, Su Mo 'S hand has been reached out, clasped her throat, and threw her aside fiercely.

When Fang Ding was shocked, stroking her throat and stroking her throat from the snow, she saw that the young blind puppet master had already strode away from the top of the mountain and ignored her former companion.

She opened her eyes in horror: Somo walked through the knee-deep snow, not only did not sink into the snow, but he did not leave a footprint on the snow he stepped on!

Is he, is he a god? No wonder he came to know what Yunhuangzhou was like when he talked about it. So, was he also the **** who lived on Yunhuangzhou?"Arnold, lead the way." After walking a few steps, between the light movement of his fingers, there were a few knocks in his arms. The hands and feet of the puppets were all installed, and Somo gave a gentle command. The little puppet in his arms seemed to be a prisoner. The bird came out of the cage, a happily somersault fell to the ground, stretched out his hand, kicked and kicked, and then jumped forward on the snowy ground, clattering and clattering, unusually brisk.

Na Sheng stared at this scene dumbfounded: Could it be that Sumo relied on this puppet to lead the way?

At the moment when the Dongba girl was stunned, the little puppet who walked away suddenly turned around, grinned at her on the snow, and smiled secretly.

"Oh!" Seeing the secret smile of the little puppet named Arnold, Na Sheng still felt unspeakably chilling, and couldn't help exclaiming again.

However, before she screamed to the ground, Arnold bounced with Somo, and disappeared into the snow on the icy peak like the wind.

On the top of the everlasting snow mountain, the sky was howling the wind, the goshawk hovered, and there was a horrifying whiteness between the sky and the earth, except for the corpses under the snow, she was the only one left.

Na Sheng stood up in fear, trembling and hugging her shoulders, cold and hungry-anyway, should we find the way down the mountain first? Otherwise, it will freeze to death on the snow-capped mountains.

The sky gradually strengthened, and the sunrise in Yunhuang was no different from Zhongzhou, but in the eyes of her visitor from afar, the land shone by the sun was shrouded in indescribable mystery and magnificence. There is the sea on all sides, and on the land with mixed colors, there is a huge lake at the end, like a clear blue eye, shining at God—and the city in the lake and the huge white tower look like blue-eyed ones. Hitomi.

"It's so beautiful..." Na Sheng couldn't help but blurt out his admiration, raising his arms as if encouraging himself, and shouting, "Yunhuang! Yunhuang! I must go to Yunhuang!"

The crisp voice of the Dongba girl resounded through the empty mountain, making the snow fall."Huh?" Na Sheng quickly covered his mouth, "Don't make the avalanche anymore. No one will save you if Somo isn't here, idiot."

She cheered up, looked at the snow-capped mountains at her feet, and looked for the way down the mountain—the place Somo had just walked did not leave any footprints. She only followed the route he took after walking for about ten feet, and she couldn't remember him for a while. I couldn't help but hesitate. I didn't know which fields could be settled, and which ice ditch and cracks under the floating snow. After seeing it for a long time, she felt dizzy and dizzy, and that large patch of glaring white made her eyes terribly painful.

The sun is rising higher and higher, making the top of the snow-covered mountain a little warm during the thousand years, and the sky is clear, there is no sign of snowstorms and hurricanes—this western **** of Muztag Mountain is comparable. The east side of the time is much better. It seems that even without Sumo's help, as long as you are more careful, you can still reach the mountainside below the snow line before dark.

Na Sheng secretly rejoiced, while carefully looking for a foothold, slowly walked down from the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Suddenly, she heard a slight rustling sound behind her, as if the snow was shaking off layer by layer.

"Who?" Na Sheng yelled in surprise and joy, thinking that he would be able to meet the survivors of the same group, he turned his head and looked behind him-but the Muztag Snow Mountain was empty, only covered with thick snow. There is no human breath.

"Have you heard it wrong? But...there is really something moving." The girl looked back blankly, and continued to explore her way down the mountain with some uncertainty.

However, after she turned her head, the rustling sound rang again, gradually getting denser and denser, as if countless things were moving, and the range of the sound became larger and larger. Later, it was everywhere in the wild. The same voice, weird and terrible.

"What...what is it?" The psychic Dongba girl suddenly felt the terrible evil intentions, but she looked around the snow mountain but there was nothing but the thick snow. The sun rose and shone warmly on her body, but she shuddered cleverly in the evil spirit that was invisible but ubiquitous.

"The sun has come out, and it must go down as soon as possible. Don't say I didn't warn you."—Suddenly, Somo’s warning echoed coldly.

Isn't that a joke? The sun is out, why should it go down as soon as possible? At that time, she just ridiculed herself secretly at another startling sentence said by this weird man, and skipped it.

However, at this moment, hearing the strange rustling sound of the mountains and plains, and feeling the weird aura slowly approaching, the Dongba girl suddenly had an ominous intuition, and no longer cared about whether the road ahead was a walkable or not, she tried her best to get her feet out in the snow. Run wildly, stumble.

Suddenly, she tripped over. The snow layer was kicked away, revealing a blue-white stiff corpse. It looked like a Zhongzhou native, but he was wearing clothes that seemed to be ancient. I don't know how many years ago it was a traveler who died halfway to reach Tianque.

"This mountain is your cemetery for Zhongzhou people." Somo's words rang in his ears again.

Na Sheng didn't even have time to scream, he struggled to get up, and continued to stagger down the mountain to flee—something...something is coming. Something is coming!

The strong premonition and fear made the psychic girl choose to escape desperately, however, her feet were caught.

The Sheng subconsciously looked behind him, and suddenly couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah! Ahhh-"

The hand that was frozen into a transparent bluish white, clutching her ankle tightly, the stiff corpse crawling under the snow suddenly moved slowly, holding her ankle with one hand and the other. Supporting the ground, the body slowly propped up from under the snow layer.

He was clearly an ancient person, and his clothes were completely different from those of Zhongzhou people today. His face and hands were already stiff and pale and almost transparent, and the light blue blood veins under the skin could be seen. Don't know where