Chapter 3938 I don't know if I will be a fairy in the future
Xiang Que became two snowmen with Zhu Chungang on his back, and his whole body was covered with snow, and there was only a little empty below their noses.
At this time, the snow was a little lighter, the wind seemed to stop, but the breath of the two of them became weaker.
After a long time, suddenly, three long-horned deer galloped on the snowfield in the distance. There was a sled behind the deer, and two people were rushing on it, carrying a lot of goods.
"drive!"
A middle-aged man stretched the reins and sat next to him a seven or eight-year-old child. Both of them were wearing thick fur coats and their faces were covered with traces of wind and frost. This was obviously an ordinary father and son.
Without any cultivation, the long-horned deer you drive is not a monster.
"Dad, there seem to be two people there? Look, look." The child saw Xiang Que Zhu Chungang's two figures, and stood up and grabbed his father's shoulder and said.
The middle-aged child glanced at it, shook his head and said, "I saw it. When the person stood still, he was still frozen. Maybe it was because the outsiders were not familiar with the situation here, and they were lost and frozen to death."
Perhaps the voices of the two were noticed by Xiang Que, and there might be a slight movement in his ears, so the snow on his shoulder was slightly shaken off a little, and the child's eyes were sharp, and he could see it at first sight.
The slight magnitude of his shaking.
"Dad, he moved, it seemed to have moved! It's not dead, it's not dead!"
The middle-aged man asked in surprise: "Did you see it? Can you see it clearly from so far away?"
"I really saw it, let's go, let's go, dad, let's go over and see who that person is..."
As soon as the man held the reins in his hand, the long-horned deer turned around and then came to Xiang Que and Zhu Chungang. The father and son jumped off the sled and went forward to check their situation.
The child said in surprise: "They still want to have serious injuries?"
"I'm so lucky. I've been frozen like this and haven't died yet. I don't know who it is. My body is really hard." The middle-aged man looked at the breath and pulse of the two of them, and found that they should still be
Has a breath.
If it weren't for Xiang Que, Zhu Chungang had lived in a bitter and cold place, or if they hadn't had their cultivation level, in this harsh environment, and with such severe injuries, it would have been dead if ordinary people had already been dead.
The father and son helped them onto the sled, and then galloped towards the northeast with a fast horse.
On the sled, Xiang Que curled up and moved with difficulty. Seeing this, the child quickly took off his fur coat, Xiang Que opened his mouth, and pointed to the old Taoist beside him. The child seemed to understand.
What he meant was to cover the leather jacket on the old Taoist body.
Xiang Que raised his eyelids, and after seeing this scene, he closed his eyes again.
"You can't sleep, don't sleep. If you fall asleep, you will never wake up again..."
Half an hour later, the long-horned deer drove into a tribe on the snow field.
This tribe is not too big. There are more than 30 wooden houses in total, arranged in an orderly manner. There are many people in the open space still busy, and they are setting up some animals on the fire to roast them.
Some women sat on some jobs and chatted occasionally.
This kind of tribe is obviously the kind that is indifferent to the world. People live a simple life without any pressure or aspirations for anything. Even if everything is calm and simple.
After the long-horned deer pulled the sled into the tribe, many people waved their hands and said hello. When they saw two people lying in the car, they were stunned, so they stepped forward and asked.
The child explained with his hand dance, saying that when he and his father came back, they met two frozen people on the road, and saw that they were not dead, they brought them back.
When the people in the tribe heard this, they all came forward to help and carried Xiang Que and Zhu Chun into the wooden house. The man ordered: "Go and two people, put some snow on them, and then take the herbs and cook them in a pot of hot water.
Water, prepare some liquid food..."
People from this tribe are very experienced in dealing with freezing and frostbite. They are busy in an orderly manner and quickly prepare everything they need. Then the clothes on their bodies were stripped off.
, At this time, when the people in the room saw the injuries on their bodies, they were all stunned.
Zhu Chungang's body was almost intact, and his flesh and blood were almost turned out, and then he was frozen and hard. His hands and feet showed strange angles, which were obviously broken, and there was a rib on his chest.
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As for Xiang Que, his condition is better, but the crisscrossing scars are also very shocking.
Everyone took a breath of air conditioning. If they don’t die like this, it will not only be a big life, but also feel that it’s a bit outrageous.
The child raised his head and looked at his father and asked, "Dad, do you think they are gods outside the snow mountain..."
Two days later, Xiang Que woke up first. When he woke up, he was covered with a quilt, a brazier was lit in the room, and a glass of water was placed on the chair beside the bed.
A seven or eight-year-old child is sleeping on the head of the bed.
Xiang Que gradually reacted, he blinked, adapted to the environment, and then looked for Zhu Chungang's figure.
On a bed opposite Xiangque, Zhu Chungang seemed to sleep smoothly while lying flat, and his breathing rhythm was very slow, but it was a normal situation.
It seemed as if he felt someone moving, the child lying on the narrator raised his head, looked at Xiang Que in a daze, and said, "Are you awake?"
Nodding to the flaw, lowered his head and looked at the bandaged wounds on his body, and there was a faint smell of herbs, and asked, "Did you save me?"
The child nodded and said, "My father and I happened to meet you when we went home..."
Xiang Que drank a little, and someone might have been fed something in his stomach before. He felt very good in spirit, so he started chatting with the child and inquired about the situation here.
The locals in this snow field are called Langzhu Mountain. They have lived here for generations and rarely set foot outside this place. Near their tribe, about a hundred miles away, there are three other tribes slightly larger than them.
As for what is going on outside, people here don’t know much about it because they can’t get out of this snow field at all.
It’s just by chance that some people will fly over the sky, and they feel that there may be gods outside the snow field.
After the child finished chatting with Xiang Que, he blinked and asked, "Are you a god?"
Xiang Que thought about it and smiled and said, "I used to be, but I don't know if it will be..."