I'm not a drama god

Chapter 862: Snowstorm in Ancient Tibet

The young man in hemp clothes groaned and climbed up from the ground, his mind spinning.

He leaned against the wall and forced his eyes open. Turbid dust was swirling in the air, as if a sandstorm had just ended, and everything was foggy.

At the same time, other figures slowly got up amid groans, their eyes filled with confusion.

"……what happened?"

The young man in hemp clothes vaguely remembered that after Zhu Zhong pushed open the stone door, a golden hurricane rushed out from it and swept them all in... Then, there was a roar and the world was spinning, and he lost consciousness.

"Ah Qian?"

He groped in the dust with his hands and saw a graceful figure not far away from him, so he immediately walked towards her.

"You've got the wrong person." A cold female voice came out. The person held her forehead with one hand and seemed to have just woken up. "The person you're looking for is over there."

When the young man in hemp clothes got closer, he saw clearly that it was not Ah Qian, but the girl who lit the torch with the flint... If he remembered correctly, the girl's name should be Wu Qiong.

After saying sorry, he walked to the direction the other person pointed and carried the still comatose Ah Qian on his back...

"I saw you carrying her all the way... Who is this girl to you?" Wu Qiong asked doubtfully.

"My neighbor's daughter." The hemp-clothed boy turned around and replied, "I am an orphan. Her family treated me well when I was a child. Before I set out this time, her parents cried all the way and begged me to protect her... No matter what, I will bring her safely to the Tianshu Realm."

"Oh, you're so into her, I thought she was your little girlfriend."

"..."

"It's good to be helpful, but we have to know the situation." Wu Qiong glanced at the girl sleeping on the boy's shoulder, "Don't forget that we are running for our lives now, and we have fallen into some unknown place... She is too young, and she will be a life-threatening burden at a critical moment."

The young man in hemp clothes raised his eyebrows and stared at Wu Qiong for a long time... He was not angry, and did not even show any emotion. After a few seconds, he asked back:

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I like your eyes, especially the corners of your eyes, which are as beautiful as the tail of a phoenix, so I paid more attention to them... and I can feel that you and I may be the same kind of people." Wu Qiong paused for a moment, "From your reaction, my judgment is correct."

"It's too early to draw a conclusion now." The young man in hemp clothes gently stroked Asahi's hair, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Wu Qiong looked at this scene, snorted coldly, and changed the subject.

"By the way...have you seen anything strange since just now?"

"what?"

“…Words, words floating before my eyes.”

The young man in hemp clothes was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Wu Qiong meant.

"Nothing." Wu Qiong saw this and shook his head, "Just pretend I never said anything..."

As the two were talking, Zhu Zhong stood up from the dust. He first frowned and looked around, then as if he had discovered something, his eyes fixed on a certain void in front of him... He even reached out and touched it, his expression full of surprise.

"There is a road ahead! We're out!" A surprised voice came from the front.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time and saw a tiny piece of white mist silently fluttering at the end of the dusty corridor. There were even gusts of wind coming from the front, as if it was connected to the outside world.

Everyone's eyes lit up and they rushed forward!

The young man in hemp clothes carried A Qian on his back and deliberately slowed down his pace. He waited until most people were in the front before he followed silently... He turned around and found that Wu Qiong was also following behind like him.

Passing through the dusty corridor, the biting cold swept over, the white snow whistled around everyone, making the thinly dressed people shiver...

"This……"

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

Before their eyes was a wasteland shrouded in snow and wind. The white snow piled on the ground was high enough to cover their knees... Countless bare tree trunks stood in the endless snow and wind, which was the only scenery in this world.

The wind and snow howled, and the sky and earth were connected;

"Under the gray world... is there a snowfield?" Zhu Zhong frowned, and then he realized something was wrong, because the color of his body and the bodies of other people around him had returned to normal.

"Isn't this the Gray Realm?!"

"We have come out of the gray world!!"

Everyone was ecstatic at first, but then shivered again due to the biting cold. They looked around, but found that there was no trace of any boundary city in sight... They even turned around and found that the corridor they came from had disappeared.

No, that's not right...

"This is definitely not a normal human realm." Zhu Zhong said in a deep voice, "We were clearly underground in the Gray Realm just now. How could we move to the human realm instantly? And in the human realm, except for the Aurora Realm, where else can there be such a terrifying snowstorm?"

Zhu Zhong's words made the young man in hemp clothes and Wu Qiong couldn't help but look at each other sideways... They thought that Zhu Zhong was just a reckless man who did things without considering the consequences, but they didn't expect that he still had some brains.

That's right, he knew to find a scapegoat before he went down to the ground to explore the way, he is definitely not a complete fool.

"But we clearly have color on our bodies...it's not the gray world, right?" A figure spoke hesitantly.

"I've heard from the elders that there are also some ancient Shinto treasures in the Gray Realm, which contain great opportunities for various Shinto paths... Perhaps we are in one of these ancient treasures?"

Hearing this, Zhu Zhong's eyes lit up and he became excited.

"Let me ask you... did you see any words in front of your eyes just now?"

"No words...?"

The corners of Zhu Zhong's mouth became brighter and brighter. His tall figure stood in the wind and snow, like a high-spirited general... Then he took a resolute step and walked into the depths of the wind and snow.

"Let's go! Everyone, move forward! There must be a secret ahead..."

Zhu Zhong was walking in the front, enduring a lot of the wind and snow by himself. Everyone was shivering with cold, but there was nowhere else to go, so they could only follow him reluctantly.

The young man in hemp clothes suddenly seemed to remember something and looked back!

Oh no, where is Senior Jiang Xiaohua?

They were stunned just now, their minds were in a mess. When they walked out of the corridor, they remembered that no one cared about the fallen mummy... But at this time the corridor had disappeared, and Jiang Xiaohua was naturally nowhere to be seen.

"Brother Xiao Li... where are we? I'm so cold." A Qian woke up in the wind and snow, curled up on the back of the boy in hemp clothes, and asked in a low voice.

"...I think he stumbled into an ancient treasure by accident."

The young man in hemp clothes took off his coat and covered Asahi on his back with it to protect him from the wind and snow. He said softly, "Don't be afraid. There should be a place ahead that can protect us from the wind and snow... Let's go."


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