This...probably means selling your body to bury your father.
Duan Yunhe had only heard of this kind of thing before, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes this time.
Duan Yunhe was in a trance for a moment and said, "Your name is Snow Girl?"
Xue Nu nodded, with tears in her eyes, which made Duan Yunhe feel heartbroken.
He was so smart that he didn't think much about why so many people on the street came to him.
He was also moved by compassion, thinking that the deceased was the most important person, so it was just a burial. It wouldn't cost too much money, so he asked, "How much does the girl need? I'll give it to you."
"Just a few coppers will be enough." Snow Girl said.
A few coppers were really not much, and Duan Yunhe even doubted whether they would be enough to buy a coffin. He took out a couple of silver and handed it to Xue Nu and said, "Take it and use it."
The snow girl continued: "You don't need so much, just a few coppers."
"Take it. If there is anything left, just give it back to me." Duan Yunhe smiled.
Xue Nu took the money and thanked her before leaving. Duan Yunhe looked at her indifferent back and felt a little worried, so he stopped her and followed her.
It started to snow again, and the Snow Girl walked one step deeper than the other. Duan Yunhe stepped forward, gently held her arm, and turned to smile at her. Duan Yunhe didn't know that the seemingly weak Snow Girl Shang
I have the intention of killing him.
Yuki-onna is an ice and snow monster who has only practiced for two or three hundred years. She is not a powerful monster. She needs to suck people's souls to become more powerful.
Winter is the world of the Snow Girl. She is facing the snow a thousand times, choosing her favorite target in the city. She doesn't eat everyone's soul, she must choose what she likes, and she picked Duan Qian after picking and choosing.
crane.
The snow girl cannot understand the emotions of mortals. She thinks that if she likes him, she will eat him and let his soul merge with hers. This is true love.
Xue Nu led Duan Yunhe to the outskirts, saying that his father's body was there.
She was waiting, waiting for Duan Yunhe to lose his sense of proportion. A man and a woman were running alone in the deserted countryside in the heavy snow. In that situation, it seemed that only cuddling each other and passionate kissing could warm each other's cold bodies.
As long as he takes a step beyond the limit, as long as he starts to touch her, she will hold his face in his hands without hesitation, kiss his lips, and suck out his soul like she does other men.
The so-called selling one's body to bury one's father is just a temptation.
After walking for a long time, Duan Yunhe became colder and colder, but he still cared about Xue Nu and asked her again and again if she was cold. Those greetings one after another and the sincere face gradually melted Xue Nu's hard heart.
Her father's corpse was conjured by her magic. The transformed corpse lay stiffly in the snow. The corpse's face was the same as the snow girl's, it was also pale and without any blood.
Duan Yunhe looked at the corpse and sighed, then asked Xue Nu what kind of coffin she wanted so that he could go back and buy it.
The snow girl said: "Everyone is dead, it doesn't matter whether there is a coffin or not. If you don't mind it, just dig a hole for me and bury my father."
In the wilderness, where there were tools like shovels, Duan Yunhe found a few long stones to dig holes. After a while, his hands were cold and turned red and purple.
The Snow Girl stood nearby, looking at Duan Yunhe's concentrated digging, and suddenly remembered what Duan Yunhe said yesterday when he was enjoying the snow: "If there is a woman who understands me like you do and is by my side, then I will
I’m really satisfied.”
If she really stayed with him, would he give her true love in the world...