Lanshan Snow

The silver ring spins.

The firelight jumped from the Thule letters on the surface of the ring to the Thule letters on the inside of the ring, connecting the two names together like those pale gold scriptures.

like……

More than just amulets.

Qiu Bodeng hooked it with his fingertips, feeling very dazed.

He never came back to his senses, and didn't understand why Wizard Thule paid such a high price to save him... He knew that he was good-looking, and that he was surrounded and taken over by him was not difficult to understand.But if it's just for this, he just agreed, but that person didn't do anything.

……really weird.

She desires him, but doesn't possess him when he acquiesces.

What is that person thinking?

Why bother?

Bewildered by beauty, drawn by freshness, why be patient?Anyway, he can't protect himself, so he can force it anyway.

Why be nice to him.

Dong Zhou's bad friend once said that Young Master Qiu is not a good thing, and it's useless to coax him to pet him, because all the good things to him will go away.He can completely forget about people just by turning his head, but he is the number one in the world for holding grudges... In fact, he knows it.Know the difference between flattery and sacrificing one's life to save one's life.

He's not really an idiot.

Messy thoughts were jumbled together, and the young and ignorant young master couldn't get out of the vortex.From the first time we met, he was directly dragged into the most violent tsunami by Thule's first witch... All kinds of experiences that he had never experienced in the past 19 years were all given by that person.

Turning the ring slowly with the fingertips, the snow crystals on the ring surface are as clear as the sky.

In a trance, it fell onto the quilt.

Qiu Bodeng picked it up, hesitated, and slipped it in for himself.

—the letters were starting to sear him.

Qiu Bodeng shrank back, habitually adopting a very insecure posture, and slowly fell asleep.In the dream, he unconsciously put the ring-wearing hand to his cheek.

Find a little security.

..............................

Tribal proceedings are over.

With the decision of the first witch, the Tule tribe accepted the flag of the Canglang tribe embroidered with "In the name of the gods, put down your scimitar".

Everyone exited the cabin.

Seeing Lord Shouwu's back was about to disappear at the end of the mountain road, the older clan elders were fine, but the others couldn't hold back their expressions for a moment, you poked me and I poked you, with novelty written all over their faces.They chattered wildly and asked others frantically: "Did you see it just now?" "I saw it! I saw it!"...

"Tule! I thought I was blind!"

One sighed.

The others nodded sympathetically.

When the first witch entered the igloo, everyone almost stared out their eyes: their cold, noble, and powerful Lord Chief Witch came in with messy braids—swear to God, the smallest of the tribe Children can grasp it with bare hands, which is better than that.

If it were any other warrior, with such a braid, he would be laughed at for ten years.

And with his Arlan.

"I didn't expect that Arlan, the first witch, would be so..." Bata Chihan sighed.

Just in the middle of speaking, Tashimu stabbed his arm hard.

Batachihan shut his mouth abruptly.

——At the end of the mountain road, Lord Shouwu turned his head and glanced at everyone.

"The protection is really tight," Bata Chihan said, "not a single joke." Then he asked Zhaximu, how did he find out so timely?

When he stabbed him that time, Lord Shouwu definitely didn't look back.

After returning to the tribe, Tashi Muxin, who was sentry at dawn every day, said that it was because you didn't see that Mr. Shouwu got up early every morning to do something.

The ice season is extremely cold.

Let's laugh, even the most warlike warriors have gone back to the house to warm themselves by the fire.The Thule First Witch who had just left the igloo did not return directly to the Eagle's Nest.

Snow and fog filled the air.

At the foot of the Holy Snow Mountain, the Tuleshou witch calmly knelt down, kowtowed, and stood up.

Go forward, kneel down.

kowtow.

In the early mornings of the past few days, the young master of the enemy family who was put on the bracelet was still sleeping soundly, and the head witch of Thule left the Eagle's Nest alone.In the white mist, the first witch of Tule, wearing a deep black robe, walked along the long stone steps in the bitter cold wind, knocked step by step, turned around the mountain, and worshiped the road.

He begged for a word under the sacred tree of the holy mountain.

—for his Arlan.

When he just learned the pronunciation of Arlan's name in Central Plains, Wizard Tule asked Xu Zele what they meant.Xu Zele struggled for a long time, and explained to him in Thule language.

The so-called "thin lamp" means: "a fire that can be extinguished as soon as it is blown".

The first witch suddenly frowned.

fire.

It is the most important thing in the snow field. Without fire, everyone would freeze to death in the ice and snow.Shamans use fire to make predictions and perform witchcraft through fire.Like other tribes, Thule also regards "fire extinction" as a very terrible and very ominous sign.

—almost synonymous with death.

Xu Zele tried to explain to Shouwu Tule why the enemy named the young master this name, but Shouwu didn't want to hear it.

Thule does not have the custom of giving a humble name and killing one's life.

In addition to the names corresponding to their own strength and status, the names of the clansmen must have characters obtained from the sacred tree in the Holy Snow Mountain.Just like Tashimu, Bata Chihan, and Sanglu...they all correspond to abundance, tranquility, and harmony.We all believe that a name is the starting point of a person's life.

Xueyuan's life is too bitter.

Everyone has been fighting against the wind, snow, cold, and enemies all their lives, and they have been polished by suffering like a rock.

If even the starting point of life cannot be happy and happy.

That was just too unfortunate.

The first witch in Thule knew that people in the Central Plains often called two names at the same time.On the way back from Dong Mu, he had been thinking about going to the Shenmu in the Holy Snow Mountain to ask his Alan for some words.

He wanted to give Arlan a new name.

He wants to ask the Holy Snow Mountain to protect his Arlan.

only……

Wizard Thule got up and passed the prayer flags planted on the stone steps.The prayer flags are ignited by flames during the pilgrimage ceremony.

Burnt half.

...beautiful, colorful flags.Charred, burning bunting.Falling, curled bunting... On that day, the Thule wizard picked up Arlan, who was in a coma, without looking at anyone, walked through the raging fire, walked towards the towering and majestic holy snow mountain, and set foot on the long eagle road.

During the felting ceremony, the groom has to hold the bride up to the holy snow mountain, step by step, and walk through scriptures representing "auspiciousness".Because of that, Thule will bless his sweetheart and call her the happiest girl on horseback, so that her skirt will not be stained with blood for a lifetime.

Maybe he didn't walk piously enough, maybe he didn't walk solemnly enough.

Thule did not protect his bride.

Thule, gave him a dire warning: tell him to see Arlan broken and fallen.Tell him to understand that a terrible snowstorm is coming, and you must protect him.

... Thule, great Thule, fair Thule, cruel Thule.

She gives treasures to the warriors, and if they do not cherish them, she will take them back.

He hid Arlan too late, he went to ask for protection too late.

Thule punished him.

The wind tossed the burned and broken prayer flags, and Wizard Tule knelt down calmly, with his forehead pressed against the cold stone surface.

Holy Snow Mountain, mountainside.

After Xu Zele finished writing the collection of explanations in Tule language and Central Plains dialect, he threw away his completely bald pen, stood up, and opened the window to breathe fresh air.As soon as the window was opened, he was woken up by the air-conditioning and Amaqin's scolding.Xu Zele smiled sarcastically, his hands froze to close the window.

Suddenly, Xu Zele was taken aback.

"Is he still turning the mountain?"

Turning around the mountain is also called worshiping the mountain.

The Tule tribe worships mountains, rivers and rivers as gods, and believes that turning to mountains and worshiping lakes can eliminate disasters for themselves and others.

Among them, the Holy Snow Mountain is the most effective, because it is the backbone of the entire snow field.There are 99 scrolls of scriptures engraved on the stone steps at the foot of the mountain, one scroll and one turn, one turn and one turn.

Ordinary mountain tours, you only need to choose one of them.

unless……

For whom do you want to seek eternal life, peace and joy.

"I guess I want to worship all 99 volumes of scriptures," Amaqin replied, and she asked, "Alan, the lord of the first witch, really has to go? I don't think Alan hates the lord of the first witch that much. "

Xu Zele opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

for a long time.He was pinching the solution book.

open the door.

"...I still have to talk to him."

The wind swept across the vast wilderness.

On the same day that the Thule tribe was attacked, in Xueyuan, sixteen small tribes were attacked at the same time.They were not as lucky as Thule, and met a young master who could drive a wooden kite... Corpses nailed to the ground by sharp arrows, scorched wooden houses, and carrion vultures soared into the sky.

Huge, deep mine trenches cut across the peaceful pastures.

Ugly as a scar on the earth.

Heavy snow fell.

cover up everything.

..............................

Roofs were covered with thick snow.

The poor goshawk lost its bonfire and could only squat by the chimney to catch some heat.It shrunk its neck and tucked its head under its wings.Hearing the familiar footsteps, it flew up eagerly, fluttered its wings, and followed the Tule head witch who came back...

Wooden door closed.

The goshawk spread its wings and hovered outside the door.

It's silly.

Wizard Thule entered the room with the freshly ink-painted "Shuangyuan Jiezi" and bent over to add some firewood to the painted copper basin.The fire was raging, and the wind, snow, and cold air on his body hadn't dissipated, so he just sat down by the felt blanket, put the collection of Chinese characters on his knees, lowered his head, and silently looked at the young man who was deeply asleep.

Firewood crackled and burned.

... What are you going to do to keep him in the snow field?Xu Zele asked.Natule fought a bloody battle with the enemy, or did Natule form an alliance with the enemy, and the family used this as an excuse to enter the snow field?give up.He doesn't belong here.

Wizard Tule also wore the ruby ​​ring that Qiu Bodeng had woven for him, and sat beside Qiu Bodeng with lowered eyelashes.

The fire from the hearth shone on his face.

Skeletal undulating shadows.

Cold and hard.

...how does he not belong here?The whole of him is his, his life is his, his flesh is his, and his bones are his.How can he not stay here.

The light of the fire was imprinted between the young master's eyebrows and eyes.

Thick and curled eyelashes covered porcelain white skin.

Quiet and fragile.

It is completely different from the snow field.

The Thule wizard stretched out his hand to crush him whole, rub it into his body, swallow him, and hide him so that no one could take him back.Pale, cold fingers touched the young man's cheek, Qiu Bodeng felt the cold air, and frowned unhappily.

"...Alo."

He muttered and yelled.

hand hover.

After a long time, he took it back and tucked the quilt for him.

Sitting next to him was the familiar smell of wind and snow, the young master was half asleep, raised his head, and asked vaguely, "What are you doing?"

Wizard Thule pressed his neck hard through the quilt.

Let him go to sleep.

The young master thought he was going to come in, so he moved inside.

Reluctantly, I lifted the quilt a little bit.

The young master fell into a drowsy sleep, and he didn't even realize what he was provoking - the man grabbed his waist, lifted him up, and put him on his lap.