When the sun was hanging in the air, I did not feel the slightest warmth, because the snow under my feet was getting thicker and thicker, even if it was only shifting from a place where the previous route was less than one kilometer, the gap was so large.

I travel long distances in the snow, and I don’t have to deliberately slow down, it’s impossible to speed up.

“What place is this?”I took out the map and studied while I sat on the ground for a short rest, and the old smoke drew a circle there with a black pen, but there were still a few ink points around the circle, as if uncertain when thinking and left.

I looked forward along the route, and the end was stopped by the rolling mountains, and I could only see a piece of white.

To this day, I still wonder why the old smoke will let me go out alone on this line?It is clear that we have kept up with the red eyebrows, as long as we pay attention to some must reach the destination.

But the place he painted on this map should not be the destination, otherwise we will not be able to guard it directly?

After about half an hour of rest, I got up again, still moving forward step by step.

In such an environment, there is no need for any external danger, and the inner uneasiness is enough to make people collapse.

With the slow arrival of night, the original blowing on the body is just a little cold wind, which will sound like a ghost in the ear, so that people will be afraid of no reason.

Even the whispers that sounded from time to time frightened me for half a day, until I was sure that there was no danger.

The brightness of my flashlight is not too high, only to ensure that you can see the clear foot of the road.

I walked for about an hour at night, and I felt more tired than walking for half a day.I had to stop and rest, because the water in the kettle had been used to save the boy, and I could only rub a fist-sized snowball into my mouth to eat.

I couldn’t help but shudder and wrap the clothes on my body tighter.

This time it was a 701 misstep, and it was not thought that the red eyebrow would come to Kunlun Mountain, although thick clothes were also prepared, but it was not enough to resist the cold on this snowy mountain.

I bit my teeth and took off my clothes and rolled around with snow, so I put my clothes on again.

After about five minutes, I felt warm all over, and I ate another box of beef, which was satisfied with the start.

The night can devour a person, not to mention the night of the snowy mountains, I must give myself encouragement from time to time, so as to go down.

So I continued to walk for two or three hours, at noon to midnight, I found a relatively flat place, spread out the sleeping bag to bury myself, by the way with snow to block around, so that if something passed, it should not be so easy to find me.

In fact, I also sleep unsteadily, a person in such an environment if it can sleep safely is strange!

I just closed my eyes and slowly recovered my physical strength, in fact, the sleep time is not long, about an hour or two, after the middle of the night almost half asleep spent.

“The Gollum...”

A continuous slight call sounded in my ear, and I suddenly woke up but did not dare to move.

I shrank in the sleeping bag and did not dare to move, this voice is really too close to me, I have no doubt that if I get up, I will be able to start this thing, so I try to let myself not move.

The cooing sounds like birds, and like the sound of frogs heard in the summer.

But either way, it is unlikely to happen in such an ice-cold environment.

My hand moved, a flying knife slipped out of my sleeve, and I calculated quickly in my head, how sure if I moved the uniform of this unknown thing?

But no matter what, my winning rate is too low, because as long as I move, this thing will have a feeling, I do not have time to send out the flying knife.

Because my hands are in the sleeping bag, the movement also needs a reaction time.

I didn't want to put my hand in my sleeping bag, but the temperature at night on this Kunlun mountain is too low, if I put it outside, I'm afraid my arm will be scrapped when I get up, so even if it's not so safe, I can only do it.

I can’t believe I really found something.

The legend of the snow-capped mountains passed one by one from my mind, and at last it became confused, but nothing matched the cooing thing.

I comforted myself that this may be just a bird, because I am relatively warm here and some will inhabit here, but I still dare not take risks, if not?

I don't know how long it took, the sound of cooing gradually decreased, and finally became weak.

I'm a little strange, it sounds like it's about to end?

I held the knife in my right hand, and the other hand carefully pulled the zipper off the sleeping bag, and suddenly sat up.Then I saw something—the transparent film-like thing lying on my sleeping bag, like a plastic bag.

It had saved me, and had it not been for it, I would have been poisoned by the golden fin.

After that it disappeared, I did not take it too seriously at that time, just as a coincidence, but I did not expect this thing to appear again.

What is this?

I slowly picked it up, my hand instantly became slimy, I did not dare to move, its voice has been very weak, it seems that a little more movement will die.

“What happened to you?”I asked very naturally, as if what was in front of me was able to communicate.

Gollum...

It called out, and to tell the truth, I couldn’t see where the slimy clump was coming from, so I was a little overwhelmed, and after a while I put it in my sleeping bag, thinking that it should be frozen too.

Sure enough, about a minute or two later, this thing called aroused more crisp.

But I only think it is strange, strange books I have not read less, but I have never heard of such a creature.

This thing cooed a few times, probably comfortable in the sleeping bag, even in the sleeping bag made a turn, put itself into a ball, just stay, do not call.

It was a nest for myself, and I couldn’t cry for a moment.

Although it was not big, but I did not dare to sleep after it occupied the sleeping bag, for fear of squabbling it a little.Fortunately, I also slept almost, this looked at the dawn, I just sat down, from time to time to look at this thing, and from time to time to ponder the map given by the old smoke.

Old smoke did not come to Kunlun Mountain I do not know, but I know that his map gives very detailed, otherwise I will not know the road in this vast snow mountain.

Why did he have such a detailed map?

I rubbed this piece of paper, I didn’t know what to say, I just thought it was weird.

From the fact that we knew that the red eye was going to the Kunlun Mountains, to the old smoke to take out this map, he did not show any, I believe others did not know that he would have such a map.

Even the others did not know that I was walking alone in the snowy mountains, on some secret mission!

In fact, I also have some doubts about what the old smoke is going to do, but I don't know why I believe he had a reason for it at the moment he appeared.

Even if he lied to me again, I just wanted to come to Kunlun Mountain once and for a while.

I was ready to set out again at four o'clock in the morning, but when I closed my sleeping bag, I found that the thing did not know when it disappeared again.

I also deliberately kneaded on the sleeping bag to touch it a little bit, afraid that the eyes had not seen, but the result told me that this thing really disappeared.

What a strange thing!

I touched my head, and I couldn't figure out why I could find this thing, and how I disappeared when I didn't notice, but knowing that it should be alive I was comforted.

"Forget it, let's go."I was a little lost.

I could still have a little thing to accompany me, but now I am alone, and I will inevitably be a little lost.

I touched the place where the little thing lay in the night, and it was strange that there was no slime feeling, on the contrary, this little piece was very dry.

I packed my sleeping bag and erased the traces of my stay here, so I slowly went on.

Next, I need to go down the mountain, wait down to the mountain halfway up the mountain from another angle, and then go up the mountain and then walk up the mountain for an hour to go to the place where the old smoke said.

So I said I wasn’t in a hurry!