Chapter 46: Snowy Night on the Great Wall

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date="2021-02-07"

title="Chapter 46: Snowy Night on the Great Wall "

weight="127286"

series = ["Tianbao Fuyao Lu"]

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Early in the morning, the clouds were overcast and the snow was getting smaller.

In the station, Hongjun slept so much that he hugged Li Jinglong, and Li Jinglong was lying on his back and sleeping soundly, with one arm resting on Hongjun, and holding his shoulder, Hongjun pressed against his chest, as if in Li Jinglong's heart. The lamp has 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 to look at Li Jinglong who was sleeping, and his breathing became rapid. He was wrapped around Li Jinglong's body, holding his waist with one hand, with one leg resting 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 out, and Li Jinglong felt hard in his legs. The warm quilt, 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 still haven't woken up anyway... hold on for a while. Hongjun likes this feeling very much. It's 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 lately." Hongjun said.

Realizing something, Li Jinglong suppressed a smile and asked him to get up quickly, don't always get up.

Today, the snowstorm is still the same, but the snow is getting smaller. After breakfast, the past caravans will not work. Looking at the posture, if you go northwest, I am afraid that 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.

Knowing that he was anxious to travel, Hongjun 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 want to go to Wuwei." The post station Xiaoer came out and said, "You must be careful not to go the wrong way. The snow is deep and the official road is covered. Once you get lost, you will be in trouble. ."

Li Jinglong also thought about it. This time he 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." waiter said again, "there is the Great Wall of Dao Han, and the wall can be protected from 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 said, turning his horse's head.

"What's outside?" Hongjun asked.

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

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

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

"But so that the Dragon City Feijiang will be there, don't teach Huma Du Yinshan..."

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

Although Hongjun didn't know the reputation of Li Jinglong's ancestor and parachutist Li Guang, 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? Isn't it possible?"

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 show him to cover his nose and go to the front.

The Great Wall stretches for thousands of miles, as if it will never end. Li Jinglong covered his mouth and nose, and looked back from time to time to confirm that Hongjun had 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 just turn back! Don't freeze!"

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

Li Jinglong wore rein-controlling gloves and wrapped 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! I 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?" Hongjun asked back.

Li Jinglong was riding on the horse and sneezed.

Hongjun: "..."

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, there was a vacant barracks every ten miles under the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty, 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 hurriedly said, "I got warm after a short rest. I didn't expect it to be so cold here..." 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 leaning against the wooden box in the barracks, and 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.

"It's bad." Hongjun said, "Long history?"

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

Li Jinglong was about to get up, but he didn't have any strength. Hongjun said: "You have a cold, don't freeze your lungs. You can 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 was actually sick, but in front of Hongjun, he had enough embarrassment. Not bad this time, he had to say, "I don’t know what happened. Last year, the Dragon Martial Army trained in the Guanzhong Plain. I didn’t close my eyes for three nights, rainstorm and sun exposure and I didn’t get sick..."

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

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

Hongjun hurriedly signaled to the carp demon not to poke, and then put on the poke. He found out the warm notes he carried with him, which contained dried ginger, Bupleurum and other medicinal materials, and brought out a phoenix feather. Said: "I see, it should be this."

Phoenix feather shimmered in the cold of the sky, Hongjun had previously held it in his arms, no wonder it was not cold!

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

"Let's say it's cold." Li Jinglong said with a slight depression, "Don't go out, I'll just sweat a while."

Hongjun signaled that it was okay. Walking out of the snow, there was an ice-filled 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 and I can't die. , I have to go back to save Changshi...

Hongjun opened up the five-color sacred light, but the sacred light could block the wind and snow, but couldn't stop the ice and cold air. Once the spell was colder, Hongjun hurriedly collected the sacred light and cut the tree with a flying knife. Staggering, dragged a tall pine tree back.

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

Hongjun said: "It's alright."

He cut a few pieces of wood 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 winter and talk a lot less.

Hongjun spread his legs and sat on the outer edge of the fire, using a branch to set 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 destination? 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 and came to the land of Shenzhou because of this, and he was with his mother. Has he found his home?

Outside Yulin City Gate.

When leaving Yulin, Morigen took Lu Xu and handed the letter to the soldiers guarding the city.

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

Along the way, he heard a lot of news from the northwest. Northern merchants came to the Central Plains to spend the winter. The legends of corpses in the frontier were widely spread. Some people said it was a group of Huihe people posing and plundering the city; others said it was Yumen Pass. There was a corpse change, and rumors were all around for a while, with a nose and eyes.

The military newspaper carried by Lu Xu was supposed to be sent to the Geshu Han Garrison in Liang Province, but the content of the letter has long been vague. Morigen decided to go in person and look at it north, while the incomplete military newspaper was handed over to Li Jinglong to judge. . I also included a letter mentioning what happened in the north.

"Look." Morigen said to Lu Xu, "It's 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, remember?"

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

Finally, Lu Xu didn't escape, and began to show Morigen the way to let him go north.

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

Lu Xu didn’t say a word, and he rode on the horse to look around. Morigen saw that the young man was pitiful. According to the news, all his colleagues were dead, and the city was gone. Presumably his family had no luck, so he couldn’t take care of him along the way. some.

Ice and snow, under the Great Wall of Han.

Hongjun sighed softly, but the snow outside stopped knowing when.

He looked out from a small hole in the barracks. The outside was dark and he couldn't see anything. After touching 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, and was about to lie down to deal with it for a night, but suddenly heard a rustling sound from outside, accompanied by the uneasy neigh of the horses.

Is any animal 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 a torch and saw two uneasy horses hiding in the wind to rest.

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

Someone?

Someone!

Hongjun hurriedly said, "Is anyone?"

On the other side of the snowy ground, there was the sound of breaking branches from the creek. 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 creek. He began to realize that something was wrong. In the light of the torch, his expression was full of vigilance. Behind, 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 instantly ejected the flying knife 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, Hongjun suddenly saw the enemy clearly.

It was a soldier wearing a peculiar armor. The soldier had muddy eyes and no pupils in his eyes. He held a weapon and cut it down towards Hongjun!