When the women in Zhangzhuang heard this call, they all smiled happily, put down their farm work on their shoulders, and rushed to the village. The atmosphere was booming as if they were celebrating a festival.
After living in Zhangzhuang for almost a month, Shu Han learned that most of the men here went to the distant snow mountains to dig for an elixir called snow lotus.
The journey was long and the process was arduous. It took two months to go.
So Shu Han returned to the village with his elder sisters and aunts.
As soon as I arrived at Zhangzhuang, I saw a large fire rising in the center of the village. It was clearly noon, and a group of men wrapped in quilts were huddled next to the fire, shivering under the blazing fire.
Their faces were pale, and there was still cold air between their brows. They shook their heads and took the ginger soup handed to them by the women.
They drank the boiling ginger soup in one gulp. Not only were they not burned to pieces, but they were still left wanting.
Shu Han saw it and knew that it was the cold air of snow lotus entering his body. Although it was not fatal, it would still make him feel uncomfortable for a while.
In front of this group of people, there are more than ten ten-year-old snow lotuses in a bamboo basket that exudes white air-conditioning.
Snow lotus is no stranger to Shuhan. It is the main medicine for clearing the mind and improving eyesight. Now there are more than a dozen hundred-year-old snow lotus in Shuhan’s storage bag.
The coldness of the snow lotus is nothing to be afraid of. A monk can resolve it with just a little exercise, but to mortals it is comparable to cold poison.
Women in every household were taking care of their men. The village chief went from house to house with a cane to count the number of people. Many women squatted on the ground and cried because they didn't see their men.
After the village chief counted the number of people, he stroked his beard and shook his head: "Why are these people back? Moreover, the snow lotus is less than half of the previous number. What should I do?"
At this time, Sister Song hurried over with Gua Wazi in hand. They anxiously circled the crowd two or three times, slumped on the ground with pale faces, grabbed someone and asked urgently: "Old Chen, where is Gua Wa's father?"
!Where is his father!"
The village chief also came over and asked: "Xiao Chen! What happened? Why are only these people coming back? You should tell us!"
A group of men hugging each other for warmth shook their faces with sadness on their faces. The man surnamed Chen hesitated and said: "The weather was very good that day. We divided into two teams to dig snow lotus. They were all fine at first, but I
Our team saw a tree on the snow slope from a distance
The snow lotus was half the size of a human, but the snow lotus seemed to have become a spirit and danced on the snow slope. We were scared out of our wits and hurried down from the cliff, but Brother Song led the people to climb higher, and they still
Before I could get down, a snowstorm suddenly came."
"The snow and ice were like knives in the wind, which hurt my face. Suddenly I couldn't see or hear anything. It was all white. We people came down quickly and dug a snow hole on the spot.
After getting in, we hugged each other for warmth and carried it all night. Many brothers' hands and feet were frozen. When it was daytime, I didn't know which team Brother Song was going to."
The man hesitated and said, "We searched for a long time but couldn't find Brother Song and the others. Then someone saw the dancing snow lotus on the top of the mountain. We were all frightened and ran back quickly."
Why!
The village chief was so anxious that he stamped his cane: "The snow lotus has become a spirit! We must have dug up too many of its children to retaliate against us! How can we deal with those people with only this little snow lotus left!"
Half a person tall, dancing snow lotus?
Shu Han and Shangguan Ruolin looked at each other.
Millennium Snow Lotus!
When Sister Song heard this, she almost fainted and couldn't stop crying while holding Gua Wazi.
Seeing Sister Song's heartbroken look, and thinking of Sister Song's love for her over the past month, Shangguan Ruolin began to feel sour in her heart for some reason.
Her little face showed a sad look, she walked over and patted Sister Song on the shoulder comfortingly. Sister Song looked at Shangguan Ruolin, hugged her, and cried: "Linlin, the backbone of the family is no longer here. From now on,
How can I live? I can’t live any longer!”
Shangguan Ruolin rested her head on Sister Song's shoulder, patted her with her small hands, and turned to look at Shu Han. Then she let go of Sister Song's hand, pulled Shu Han and walked out of the crowd.
Arriving at a secluded corner of the village, Shangguan Ruolin ordered: "Let's go and find the other people in the village."
Shu Han looked at Shangguan Ruolin's determined eyes and sighed: "Senior, you should also know that there is no way those mortals can survive the blizzard caused by the thousand-year-old snow lotus."
"I know!"
Shangguan Ruolin suddenly shouted angrily: "If you want to see someone alive, you will see a corpse if you die! Even if they must cry, I must let them cry clearly!"
Shu Han nodded, looked at Shangguan Ruolin seriously and said: "Senior, you have indeed changed a lot. If it were before, you probably wouldn't pay attention to these people, let alone go find their bodies."
"Nonsense! I just don't want to live and eat for free! Who cares about the feelings of these mortals?"
Shu Han looked at Shangguan Ruolin's refusal to admit his fault and showed a smile. Then he pulled up Shangguan Ruolin and turned into a black light and shot straight towards the snow-capped mountains in the distant sky.
A trip that would take ordinary people less than half a month to complete, Shu Han arrived in less than half a day driving Zhui Po Sword.
When he came to this snow-capped mountain, he realized how huge it was. It used to be just a white dot on the horizon, but now it blocked half of Shu Han's view of the sky.
The snow-capped mountains are covered with snow, and the rays of the setting sun reflect on the snow-capped mountains, dyeing them blood red.
How to find the whereabouts of those people on such a huge mountain?
Shangguan Ruolin sat on Shu Han's shoulder, patted him and said, "What are you doing standing still! Search from the foot of the mountain first, and break the ice inch by inch for me."
This workload...
In fact, there is no good method. It has been less than half a month since these people dug up the snow lotus, and the traces have long been swept away by the wind and snow.
So Shu Han held the Pursuit Sword in one hand and the Black Claw in the other, using his magic power to break through the snow and ice, and swept along the foot of the mountain and up the mountainside.
After rummaging inch by inch and searching the entire foot of the mountain, a whole day has passed and there is still no trace of the other team in Zhangzhuang. And throughout this whole day, although Shangguan Ruolin made no contribution, she still
Her eyes also kept helping Shu Han scan.
This was the first time Shu Han saw Shangguan Ruolin being so concerned about other people's affairs.
I couldn't help but cheer up and speed up the search pace.
He came to the mountainside in the air, and felt that this search was still too inefficient. Suddenly, he had an idea and directly collided the Zhui Po Sword and the Black Claw together.
The two magic weapons collided together, making a harsh clang sound.
Then Shu Han continued to operate several times, and finally the snow accumulated on the mountainside began to slide down, and the noise became louder and louder, eventually triggering a chain avalanche. In this avalanche, the newly covered layer of snow was washed away.
In the rolling snow, Shu Han keenly caught a black ice block, and grabbed it with his black hands. The dozen or so missing people in Zhangzhuang huddled together in the ice block.
Shangguan Ruolin let out a long sigh, leaned on Shu Han's shoulder in despair, and said feebly: "Go back, this is an explanation."
"Wait! Senior, look!"
Shangguan Ruolin looked in the direction pointed by Shu Han and found a large and holy snow lotus blooming on the snow slope very close to the top of the mountain. The bright petals swayed in the wind, like a long-skirted dancer dancing in the mountains.
Dance, graceful and breathtaking.
Shangguan Ruolin was furious: "How dare you show off your thousand-year-old elixir in front of me! Shu Han, take it off for me!"
Shu Han looked at the snow lotus and said hotly: "That's exactly what I mean!"