Fawn

Chapter 59

In the Gouwei Mountain area, if you want to take a long-distance mountain road, you can only ride a horse, and even a carriage is not easy to travel. As for cars, you can only occasionally see a few passing by in the county town.Xiao Lu thought that as long as he had a horse in his crotch and a road on the ground, he would not be afraid to make it to the horse racing camp, so he took Wu Kui and others, picked more than a dozen best army horses, and started on the road without thinking.

Wu Kui followed him closely, and he was also very interested, because he and Zhang Chunsheng had different temperaments. Zhang Chunsheng wanted to be safe in everything, but he was used to being wild, and he refused to stay at home if he could go far.However, this time he followed the deer out of the county and into the mountains. He had just walked less than ten miles away when he felt something was wrong—the sky was overcast.

Urging the horse to catch up with the deer in front, he asked, "Ying Zuo, are you in a hurry to go to the horse camp?"

Xiao Lu looked ahead without looking at anyone: "It's nothing urgent."

Wu Kui raised his finger and pointed to the sky: "Ying Zuo, look, it seems to be snowing!"

Fawn rolled his eyes upwards, then nodded: "It's like."

Seeing that he was stubborn, Wu Kui had no choice but to speak boldly: "Well... if it really snows, the road will be difficult to walk."

Xiao Lu turned his head to look at Wu Kui this time, and suddenly felt that Wu Kui, like Zhang Chunsheng, wanted to sing against him.If I knew this earlier, I might as well go alone without these cowards who are dragging my feet.

Wu Kui was taken a look by him, and he was a little startled, knowing that he had said something wrong.Reining in the war horse and taking a small step back, he didn't dare to persuade him anymore.

When the deer walked twenty miles away, the wind began to blow in the mountains.

The wind didn't blow over the sky and covered the sky, but it hit every corner, and they walked to the wind when they turned a corner. The strong wind could blow them and their horses into real people.However, after turning another corner and changing direction, the wind weakened again, making people feel that this road is not impossible, and there is still hope.

Wu Kui and his little brothers who acted as guards, the more they walked along the road, the more they regretted it. They didn't see the scenery, and they were in danger of freezing to death. .Xiao Lu took the lead and walked in front, his face was so cold that he lost all consciousness, he groped and pinched with his hands, but no matter how hard he pinched, he didn't know it hurt.His hands were wearing leather gloves. The leather gloves were frozen hard, and the fingers were also hard.Suddenly a gust of wind blew from between the two mountains, blowing the military cap on his head into the air.Seeing Wu Kui, he yelled "Ai Ai".I want to get off the horse and look for it, but where is the hat?

So Wu Kui turned and shouted in the wind: "Ying Zuo, give me my hat!"

The little deer waved his hand without looking back, expressing that he didn't need it.

When we walked thirty miles away, flakes of snow floated in the sky.

The fawn was leaning over the dark horse's back. The horse was strong and he was slender, so the black horse could still trot.The weather was so bad, and it could only get worse, but Xiao Lu had no intention of going home.He Ruolong wrote so many letters to him, but he didn't answer any of them. Today, it seemed like he was going to make a general reply, and he wanted to see He Ruolong impatiently.What did you do when you saw He Ruolong?Don't do anything, just see you.

After walking fifty miles, the crowd got off their horses behind a rocky mountain.One is to avoid the wind and snow, and the other is to let the horses supplement the fodder while the people eat.The Gouwei Mountain in autumn is so beautiful. At this time, everything is withered. After entering the mountain, you can only see a piece of dirt in the east and a stone ridge in the west. This is still the foot of the mountain. If you go higher, the road will only be more dangerous and messy.Xiao Lu looked around, thinking that this is the place where He Ruolong has been hanging out for several years, spending his youth in this place must be bitter in his heart.

Wu Kui built a fire, baked the hard steamed buns that had been frozen into stone eggs until they were soft and browned, and handed them to Xiaolu for lunch.Xiaolu didn't feel hungry before, but after receiving the hot steamed bun, he just stuffed it into his mouth without looking at or tasting it.When he realized it, the steamed bun had already entered his stomach unknowingly.

Wu Kui picked up the iron kettle from the fire, let him drink a few sips of water, and asked, "Do you want any more camp seats? There are still steamed buns!"

Xiaolu shook his head, because he still had no appetite.Standing upright against a rock, he looked up at the sky, watching the snowflakes falling one after another.He opened his mouth to taste the snow.But the lips and tongue were all numb from the cold, the same temperature as the snow.Snowflakes fell on the tip of his tongue, and he didn't feel it.

Wu Kui looked at him while chewing on the steamed bun, and thought to himself with admiration: "Xiaozuier."

After resting for less than an hour, the little deer yelled at everyone, got on his horse and started on the road again.

By the time it was sixty miles away, the horse could no longer hold on.When it was eighty miles away, Xiaolu dismounted first.The snow fell so fast that it accumulated a thick layer within half a day, and when one stepped on it, it could not reach the calf.Little Deer didn't care about the life or death of other people, just closed his eyes and bowed his head, struggling to walk forward against the wind.He is the leader, he can't see himself, and others can't see his front, only the back of his head is white, but he doesn't know that his eyebrows, eyes and even the whole face are covered with ice and snow, so they are also white.

The whole team was so regretful that they were about to cry. They were really afraid that they would freeze to death in this mountain. Only the little deer was stubborn, neither regretful nor painful, just going forward blindly.I really want to go to the Happy Valley Camp as soon as possible, because when I arrive at the Happy Horse Camp, I can see He Ruolong, and I don’t have to face the wind and snow anymore.

The snow was getting thicker and thicker, pouring in from the shafts of military boots, freezing the soles of his socks.Holding the reins tightly with both hands, he was dragging him along with the black horse.For the pain, he didn't feel deeply, as if he was separated from the cold and tired, the soul was not close to the body, and the body was about to be unable to bear it, but the soul was still resolutely forcing him to move forward.

He is so ruthless to himself, and he doesn't take it to heart when he treats the subordinates behind him. He has walked so far and never looked back.He remembered that he had read an old book about hell in the past. It said that there was a red lotus hell in hell.At that time, he just felt that it was scary when he read it, but now he moved forward step by step, he suddenly remembered this story, and thought to himself: "I have entered the red lotus hell."

Then he seemed dumbfounded, and thought numbly: "Why did I go to hell?"

This thought flashed by, and then as if he had been inspired by something, he raised his hand to wipe the heavy frost on his eyelashes, and raised his head to look forward.

The mountain road ahead winds its way down, until it ends in a vast valley.There are row upon row of houses in the valley, if there is no mistake, it is Paomaying Town!

The deer let out a long breath, knelt down on the snowy ground with a "gudong", and found that the sky was so dark that he had already trekked for a whole day.

The black horse lowered its head and grabbed his frozen back collar with its mouth, thinking that he was exhausted, and wanted to drag him away.He raised his arms and wrapped them around the horse's neck in a stiff posture. First, he stretched his left leg, then his right leg. He stood up again with the two legs in tandem, and he continued to walk.I also feel vaguely incredible, because he and He Ruolong don't really have any friendship, and they haven't known each other for a long time.I haven't seen him for more than a month. If it weren't for the letters in the suitcase to testify, he would almost doubt whether he had ever met such a person surnamed He.

Wu Kui kicked away the heavy snow, ran a few steps to catch up, and wanted to help the deer go.He was a donkey, not even convinced by his father, the old butcher. As usual, he would naturally be half-hearted about a little officer he met halfway.But in front of Xiaolu, he complained and didn't resent.

Not for anything else, just because Xiao Lu is lonely and beautiful, a beautiful weirdo.Sometimes when he made a mistake, he saw the deer coming towards him aggressively and staring straight at him, knowing that he was about to be whipped, but as if he refused to be as knowledgeable as the deer, he often couldn't help but think about it. laugh.Xiao Lu's eyes were wide open, his black eyelashes parted, his thin lips opened and closed, and he used the voice of an old raven to insult his mother and father, he saw it in his eyes and heard it in his ears, and felt it was very funny.

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