Lanshan Snow

The arms that held him horizontally were sent upwards, like a warrior throwing his prey onto the back of a horse.Qiu Bodeng let out a cry, was pulled by the elephant's trunk, and landed on a thick cushion.Before he was in shock, he was shocked by the cold wind because his hood was shaking off.

... What beauty, what tenderness.

It's all fake!

Just who the hell raises what kind of elephant!

Mammoth Sharru didn't notice his displeasure at all, and seemed to be very curious about the special booty brought back by his master, and kept touching his shoulder with his long nose.Qiu Bodeng pushed it away, it stretched out again, and in the end it simply wrapped around his wrist and pulled his hand.

Qiu Bodeng was furious: "Don't bother..."

A soft sound.

The back of his hand hit the wood.

木、

board……?

Qiu Bodeng turned his head in surprise.

It turned out that there was a carriage behind the mammoth.

It is not so much a carriage as a cabin.The snowy mammoth is huge in size, and in order to adapt to the storm, it descends from the shoulders, and it looks like a huge sloping mountain when viewed from the side.The cabin rests on its sloping back, its high shoulders and neck just enough to shield it from the wind.The front saddle is placed on its neck.

Mammoth Sharlu let go of Qiu Bo Deng's hand, and knocked on the carriage door with his nose.

Urge him in.

Qiu Bodeng pursed his lips, grabbed the saddle on the elephant's back and climbed down.The saddle was in the shape of a concave mountain, a little steep, and the elephant's trunk stretched out beside him, acting as a guardrail spontaneously.When Qiu Bodeng's knees touched the railing of the wooden house, the long elephant trunk deftly bent and flicked, and pushed the door open for him.

... very beautiful indeed, very gentle.

Qiu Bodeng whispered his thanks.

After finishing speaking, he quickly got into the wooden house, as if something was chasing him.

The white-haired wind blew past the thick limbs of the mammoth, Sharru shook its crooked, clumsy smiling ivory, raised its head towards the sky, and let out a brisk cry.

Shi Wuluo glanced at it.

Antelope and reindeer have come out of the canyon.There are more than 100 mammoths who trek here.They spread out to form a long, narrow circle.A dozen of the strongest mammoths headed by Sharlu walked at the front, and the rest of the mammoths walked on the left and right, like several slowly moving mountains.

The wind and snow were kept out.

The Tule people whistled long and directed the elephant team to turn around with the flock of sheep and deer.

Whistles come and go, the wind blows and blows, and it has become an ancient song.

When the preparations were almost ready, Tashi from the Thule tribe came to ask Mr. Shouwu for instructions.As soon as he got close, Shi Wuluo suddenly took off his bow and shot an arrow towards a mountain peak on the left side of Snow Valley like lightning.

All Thule warriors were on alert immediately, those who pressed their bows pressed their bows, and those who held their knives held their knives.

Even the mammoth lowered its head and bared its fangs.

In the noisy snow field just now, there are only the restless snorting of antelope and reindeer, and the whistling of the wind.

"Shouwu..." Tashi looked at the direction of Sharlu and then at the direction of the mountain, hesitating and showing suspicion.

Shi Wuluo shook his head, and slowly moved the bow aimed at Xuegu away.

"Walk."

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

The outline of the last mammoth disappeared under the vast snow line, and the snow on the slopes of the snow-capped mountains slid, and several human figures floated up.They all look a bit embarrassed, and their clothes are very tattered, and they can barely recognize the style of the Central Plains.It was freezing cold, and these few people were covered in cold sweat.

"You Laojiu, this is what you said, it will never be discovered?"

One shouted angrily in a low voice, his face pale.

A wooden arrow was nailed to the rock in front of them.

Black Feather Arrow!

When they got up, everyone else's faces were blue and purple from the cold, but the speaker was white—he was lying on the rock just now, and the wooden arrow rubbed against his neck and nailed into the ground.

If it wasn't for a talisman on his body to block him, he would have died by now!

Even so, there was also a long bloodstain on the neck by Jianfeng.

The one called "You Lao Nine" was holding an old bronze mask in his hand, and he was also in shock.But when someone questioned him, he immediately said, "If it weren't for the old beast mask, Master Luo, do you think it's as simple as cutting your neck?"

"Then how do you explain this arrow?" Hierarch Luo sneered.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, a white-faced scholar came out to smooth things over: "The rumors have been proven true this time, as long as you have the relics of the beast god, you will not be discovered by the snowfield barbarians. If it wasn't for the sudden cold wave, the Thule wizard They also came out, and the plan will definitely come true. The weather is unpredictable, so it's better not to blame each other."

You Laojiu and Luo Jiaozhu gave up angrily.

Master Luo took a step down the hill, and suddenly stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his neck, touched it, looked at it, his palm was covered with blood, and immediately gasped: "What, what's going on?"

The others were impatient at first.The extreme northern snowfield is also known as the "Prisoner of the Cold Desolation". Those who can be expelled here by the Jianghu family are all the devils who made trouble back then. What's the fuss about being cut by the arrow wind?

But soon, everyone realized something was wrong.

——Lord Master Luo practiced evil methods of the flesh, and in terms of toughness of muscles and bones, no one present could compare to him.

A small arrow wound would never surprise him.

The white-faced scholar rushed forward, only to see that the wound on the side of Master Luo's neck was bleeding continuously, no matter how much he drove the exercises, there was no sign of healing.Seeing this situation, the white-faced scholar hastily took out some medicine powder, sprinkled it on the wound, changed several kinds in a row, and managed to stop the bleeding.

"This arrow..."

You Laojiu was in doubt.

They had been driven into the snowfield for a long time, and had several confrontations with Thule wizards, but absolutely no wizard was so terrifying.

"It seems that that person is not an ordinary Thule wizard." The white-faced scholar took back the medicine bag with a serious expression.

Several devils trapped in the snow field looked at each other in blank dismay.

The white-faced scholar sensed the dullness of the atmosphere, pondered for a while, then clapped his hands suddenly, and laughed: "Don't be discouraged, I have a good plan to deal with this Thule wizard..." He didn't even pretend to be a joke, and laughed directly , "The boy in the valley just now, did everyone see clearly?"

Hearing him mention the boy in the valley, Master Luo frowned.

"I knew you were attracted to it, but now is not the time to play with beauties?"

He revealed the filth in the white-faced scholar's heart, but the white-faced scholar was not annoyed, just laughed.

"Everyone has the desire to love beauty. I am an ordinary person, so I can't escape it." Then the topic changed, "But this time the leader has wronged me. Just now Qing paid attention to the young man, and I promise that he can't see it more clearly... ..."

"Guess what I saw on his clothes?" the white-faced scholar asked with a smile.

"You don't have to play tricks here," someone laughed lowly, "Aside from seeing people's skinny skin and tender flesh, how can you take off your clothes, what else can you look at?"

Everyone snickered.

Obviously have some ideas.

The white-faced scholar suddenly stopped laughing: "An idea?"

He snorted coldly.

"If you see this clearly and dare to have ideas, Qing respects you for being a hero."

As he spoke, he drew a few strokes on the snow with his toes, and drew an extremely weird totem—an ancient tree with nine birds on it. [1] As soon as the totem of nine birds perched on wood appeared, the laughter of the others stopped abruptly, and even the most arrogant people showed a look of astonishment: "Jian, Fusang? [2] Dongzhou Fufeng... Qiujia! "

As soon as the words "Dongzhou Choujia" came out, there was a sudden silence in all directions.

A few people even shook hands subconsciously, showing a bit of resentment, resentment, anger, and fear.

In the dead silence, Master Luo suddenly applauded and said: "Okay, okay, okay. No wonder Mr. Qinghu is so calm and composed. It turns out that he has been careless for a long time."

The white-faced scholar took out his folding fan, and tapped his palms unhurriedly: "The young man just now was wearing Luoyan clothes and matching Jiuling jade. Even in Qiu's house, there are only a few people who can get this kind of treatment." .Although I don't know which sword god and wine fairy's junior, but the status and respect is certain..."

Having said that, everyone else already understands.

Many people laughed lowly.

The Qiu family is the number one family in Dongzhou.

Notoriously defending one's shortcomings and being unreasonable, once someone dares to attack a member of the family, the means of retaliation are enough to make even the evil spirits terrified.Just like what the white-faced scholar said, after knowing their identity, they didn't have the guts to do it even if that beauty Wushuang really fell into their hands just now.

Since the juniors of the clan are exiled in the snowy plains, according to the style of the Chou family, they must mobilize a large number of people to find them.

The key lies in this:

The aristocratic family in the Central Plains has no deterrent effect on the Xueyuan tribe.

Those damn Thule people are simply a group of barbarians, not to mention "enemies", whether they understand what a "family" is is a problem.Those Thule barbarians didn't realize at all that they had taken some serious trouble to go back... Although the distance was far, they could see clearly.

According to the rejection and contempt of the Central Plains people by those barbarians, the little beauty will be ruined terribly, right?

"I wish the young master of the Chou family not to die too early," the white-faced scholar flashed jealousy and vindictive pleasure in his eyes, "Let's go, go back and find a way to get the news out."

He knocked on the fan and hummed softly.

Thule...

Snow Eagle?

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[1][2] The totem of nine birds perched on wood is one of the traditional Chinese totems. "Shan Hai Jing" says "There is a hibiscus in Tanggu, which is bathed for ten days. In the north of Heizhi, there is a big tree in the water. It lives in the lower branch for nine days and the upper branch for one day."Among them, Tanggu is also used as Fusang, mulberry forest, empty sang, and poor sang. In the ancient Chinese civilization, it was the first political and cultural center in the Eastern Plain, and it was a holy place for the Yin, Shang and other ancient nationalities to worship their ancestors. "Beginner's Notes" records that the address where Chiyou and the Yellow Emperor fought each other is in Fusang.See also "Gui Zang" which states that "the green of the empty mulberry and the expansion of the eight poles are the husband's Xihe, which is the sun and the moon." Mulberry forests and Fusang have extremely important meanings in ancient Chinese civilization.For details, see the records in "China Bronze Age".The Fusang Lord is the sun and the moon, and the nine birds on the Fusang wood are the nine golden crows.The sacred tree inhabits the sacred bird, one of the important cultural symbols of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and Han Dynasty art.The bronze sacred tree unearthed in Sanxingdui is like this: "Nine birds perched on the branches of the hibiscus tree, the nine birds symbolize the nine days, and the remaining bird hides at the bottom of the tree."For details, please refer to "Gods and the Way of Heaven and Earth: Witchcraft Belief and Origin of Traditional Thought".