There was a loud noise that made my eardrums hurt.
Han Sanqian and the pangolin almost smashed down the "plasticine" while bending down and covering their ears.
But what the other three people did not expect was that the expected impact of the huge "plasticine" did not occur, and there was no discomfort except the eardrum pain.
"Hey, these three young people are more afraid of death than this old man like me." Glancing at the three people who were hiding with their eyes closed, the old man shook his head helplessly and sighed.
"Come in, the ground is as cold as three feet. It won't be cold in a day." After the old man finished speaking, he moved his hand slightly, and suddenly he heard a roar.
Following the old man's words and the roar, the three of them opened their eyes together, and saw that the "plasticine" above had indeed smashed down, but it did not smash down completely, but gave them a gap of about one meter.
And right in front of them, as the roar just passed, a small door about fifty centimeters wide had been opened. Through the small door, it was vaguely visible that the space inside was quite large and the lights were bright.
The old man was not very tall. He almost bent down and stepped in. Han Sanqian and others were much more miserable. However, as the old man said, staying under the plasticine at this time seemed to make him feel colder and colder.
I could only quickly get in the door.
As soon as he entered, the old man closed the small door in time.
This is an underground house of about 100 square meters. It is not very high, about two meters. There are many miscellaneous items in the house, most of which are daily necessities. There is a bed in the house. Although the current temperature in the house is
It was extremely warm, but there were still two thick quilts on the bed.
The bedding has been aged for a long time, has become a little black, and looks very dirty.
"Is this where you live?" the pangolin looked around and asked.
The old man nodded slightly, then walked to the stove next to me, opened the stove door, threw some charcoal in, closed the stove door, and then replied: "Exactly."
"The house is simple, but the advantage is that it is a few meters deep underground. It can keep out the cold. It can be regarded as a life-saving doghouse." The old man smiled, took off the kettle from the stove, and picked up a few hollowed out tree roots.
After pouring some water into the cup, he placed it in front of a simple table: "Drink some water, three of you."
The three of them looked at each other, walked over, and sat down at the wooden table. Han Sanqian asked at this time: "By the way, old man, what happened to that white spot just now?"
"That's Ji Xue." He replied.
The three of them were stunned, Ji Xue?!
"This place is called the Extreme Snow Trapped Place. Within a radius of 44 kilometers, extreme snow will fall every twelve hours, and each time it will be covered with extreme snow for up to three days. At that time, the temperature will drop to the terrifying extreme, and everything will be destroyed.
Without life, even humans will be frozen forever in an instant."
"So, within these forty-four kilometers, it is almost a restricted area for any living thing."
"Then you still live here?" Xia Wei asked suspiciously.
"I am old and useless, where can I live if I don't live here?" The old man smiled: "In the land of demons, living people are far more terrifying than anything else, especially for a basic waste like me."
Han Sanqian understood that in a place like the Demon Clan where the weak preyed on the strong, there was little room for the weak to survive, let alone smaller and older people like the old man.
Life or death may be uncertain in this place, but at least it's better than death and no life outside.
"Everyone has just been running around, are you all hungry?" the old man said, taking out the piece of fish meat that he had been carrying back from his body, turning the knife in his hand, and a large corner of the fish meat was cut off, and turning the knife again, a large corner was cut off.
into three.
He smiled softly, took out two of the pieces, put them into the kettle on the fire, and left the other piece on the wooden table.
"Hey." The old man looked at the fish on the table and couldn't help laughing out loud. He didn't know whether he was happy or something.
"This fish only shuttles through the water under the moonlight, and the white fish belly meets the moonlight, just like the shadow of the moon in the water. But because the back is black, so when you look back, it looks like a ghost face reflected in the moonlight, so it got its name
Moonlight Ghost Fish.”
Shaking his head, he stood up and took out the two pieces of fish cooked in the furnace, packed them separately, and then handed them to Pangolin and Xia Wei, but did not give them to Han Sanqian. He smiled and said: "The meat is delicious.
You three, let’s have a try.”
The two people nodded, but Han Sanqian was a little embarrassed. But thinking about it, the old man threw a piece to him before. Han Sanqian didn't say anything, and stood up to put his piece into the kettle.
The old man smiled slightly, shook his head at Han Sanqian, and then handed the piece of raw meat on the table to Han Sanqian...
