Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

Winter is coming soon.

The cold air prompts people to wear warmer clothes. The trees with lush green, yellow and red leaves have taken off their beautiful clothes. On the slightly empty earth, frost covers the bare soil.

"It's snowing...how rare."

Blaise stretched out his hand, and thin snowflakes fell into his palm. The white crystals quickly melted, became transparent under the temperature of his palm, and turned into water droplets.

Blaise withdrew his hand.

Outside, more snowflakes are dancing.

"I haven't seen snow in years. Winters in France aren't cold."

Xia Long stood with him, leaning on a cane, and looked at the scenery outside.

"The temperature may drop below zero today."

"With this kind of weather, there won't be many people coming to church today."

"Those who have heaters use them, and maybe some people use stoves. I also want to stay in a warm environment in this kind of weather."

Blaise sighed and said again.

"It's better to wear more clothes if you go out in this kind of weather."

“Don’t make it a premise that I’m going to go out.”

The heavy snow fell slowly, gradually dyeing the world white.

From the soil to the snow-white roofs, even the trees were silvery white like pillars of salt.

Bob Jason walked up the mountain alone, with his hands in his pockets, a large scarf hanging from his neck, and his ears plugged with wired headphones, walking on the road in the mountain where the snow had stopped.

It's very quiet. There's not even a road on this mountain. It's a truly remote place. Although it's not that no one comes here, there are indeed not many people who would go up the mountain on purpose when it's as cold as it is in winter.

But don’t you think it’s very cinematic? On a day when you have no work or studies, walking up the mountain alone can make you feel as if your soul is also immersed in the snow, transcending the ordinary world and the mundane life, and reaching another miraculous and wonderful realm.

In fact, if you have a good attitude and some music, you can have this feeling even in the city. But although this is just "not lacking eyes to discover beauty", different environments still bring different feelings.

When you reach halfway up the mountain, there is an open area. In this inconspicuous place there is a small road. Next to the road is a slope, which is five or six meters high. If you go down from here, you might break your legs.

However, from here on, I began to feel that I was in a high position. It was not a fantasy of status, but a feeling of being on top of the world and overlooking all the other mountains. Looking at that scene, I always felt that my chest was open and I was breathing in fresher air.

Leave here and continue walking upwards.

It’s hard to say that I’m in a completely happy mood, but I’ve been infected by the environment and have a sense of calm.

Take one step at a time.

In a trance, I saw a figure and thought it was an illusion. I rubbed my eyes and found that it was a person with a cane.

When he saw him, the man seemed to have noticed him as well. He turned around and called out his name.

"Jason, why are you going up the mountain alone?"

Jason frowned; "None of your business."

Xia Long seems to be this person's name.

He came this summer and seemed to have lived in the church until now. However, Jason had studies to attend, so I only met him a few times in the summer. I met him occasionally during this vacation but we didn't say a few words. I didn't expect that he could remember my name.

Of course, even if he doesn't remember me, I still have a deep impression of him.

"I'm going up the mountain, what are you doing?"

"The mountains are very dangerous in winter. Although there are no particularly ferocious beasts and snakes hibernate, the road is slippery. It is better not to continue going up."

He obviously doesn't look much older than me, but he speaks in an adult manner and says things that I've heard so many times before. I really can't stand it.

"You'd better take care of yourself. If you slip, you might freeze to death here."

Jason said in an unhappy tone while continuing to move his feet.

Xia Long did not try to stop him, but let him walk past him and head towards the top of the mountain.

"Then at least don't come at night. It's more dangerous at night, and it's not necessary."

The man with a cane said as they passed each other.

Jason ignored him and continued walking towards the top of the mountain.

......

What beautiful scenery can you see on the top of the mountain on a snowy night in December?

When I was a child, I didn’t want to stay at home. I played in the fields and in the mountains.

The priest bowed his head and said.

"It doesn't matter how long you want to stay here with me, just come when you want to."

......

In the dark night, sneakers left black marks on the snow.

"Tsk, it's so damn dark."

I turned on the flashlight slightly, shone it for a while, then turned it off and curled my lips. The light made me feel even more scared and uncomfortable. Anyway, the brightness today was good, so there would be no problem walking on the mountain road.

The higher we went, the colder we felt. We wore one more layer of clothing than during the day, but our bodies didn't feel very cold. However, our hands were very cold, so we had to grab the flashlight and put it in our pockets.

Although he felt that there would be no problem, he was still a little afraid of danger and worried that listening to music would disturb him, so he took off his headphones when going up the mountain.

Winter nights are very clear, which is different from other seasons.

But today, Jason felt something was wrong.

"cold......"

There was no one else around and he looked like an idiot talking to himself, but a word still came out of his mouth.

cold.

Quiet.

dark.

Surprising.

It's strange that these adjectives are not big deals, but they seem to become special only today, because the feeling before is different from the feeling today.

The feeling of coldness entered from the back of the head into the exposed neck. Silence is the norm in winter when everything is silent, but today I felt a dead silence that even the air was holding its breath. The darkness was also normal, as if it was my own illusion. The darkness in the forest seemed to flow and slowly rotate like my body.

My teeth were chattering, my bone marrow was knocking at my joints, and I was getting stiffer and stiffer as I walked. It seemed as if an invisible weight was pressing on my arms and every part of my body.

"..."

Turning on the flashlight, the light dispelled the darkness in the blink of an eye, making all the darkness flowing in the forest disappear. The ghosts seemed to retreat all in an instant, just like a shadow melting under the light.

"…It's an illusion."

Muttered something.

Turn on the flashlight and climb the mountain.

You will reach the top of the mountain and see the starry sky.

It was getting colder and colder, and my body was becoming stiffer. I shone the light everywhere, but there was no sign of any living thing anywhere, and the illusion of being spied on was getting stronger and stronger.

rustle.

rustle.

There was the sound of wind blowing, but I didn't know where. Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of snow falling from the trees.

The flashlight shone forward, and a person appeared in front.

He was dressed in white, his entire body was wrapped in white, so his appearance could not be seen clearly. His face was also covered by the white paper that covered his entire face, like a dead lake blocking his eyes.

"who."

A strange voice came out of his mouth, and he heard a sharp smile.

The man was standing very far away from him. His outline was only as big as one of his fingers. He stood there motionless, as if waiting for him.

Of course, I stopped, but I was still hesitant whether to retreat. My heart, which was about to run away, was already frozen by the cold fear.

It was very strange. Although he clearly couldn't see the other person's face, he seemed to see a smile on his face.

The world turned upside down.

The ground beneath his feet did not change, but the ground beneath his feet became dominated by people in white. From the woods, the sky on the other side, like the scenery on the stage, reversed to the right. The world in front of his eyes, the world he faced, was changed in an instant.

A strange world, a blurry world, a flowing starry sky, a land covered with red auroras, and a world that wants to suck me in - a world of another world.

It seems that a long time ago, there was a scholar who lived here and wrote down a scene in which he encountered a monster, but later he said that it might be an illusion.

Xia Long threw away his crutches, supported Jason, who had fallen unconscious, with one hand, then squatted down and stared coldly in the direction of the man in white.

The man in white had long disappeared, and the light from the flashlight that had rolled on the ground no longer shone on him. In a world where the darkness had not changed, a huge red vertical pupil appeared, reflecting light in the overflowing darkness.

Nothing around had changed. The mountain had not changed at all, and the starry sky was the same as usual. There were only huge red vertical pupils, as if foreshadowing a terrifying beast of incomparable size crawling on the snow-capped mountain.

His entire body was hidden, but he was very close, staring at Xia Long with his blood-red eyes like a lighthouse, looking at this lame man with a lame leg and a lame hand, and a young and spoiled unconscious person.

The lame man used his remaining hand to hold Jason, but he squatted in front of the giant beast hidden in the darkness and did not retreat at all. In front of the huge darkness, only the figure of this man seemed to show a presence that surpassed the giant beast.

Xialong Road;

"roll."