Feng Ruchu looked at Xiao Bai, and his thoughts returned to two years ago.

Two years ago, Feng Ruchu left the Golden Elephant Country with his suitcase on his back and walked towards the depths of the mountain step by step.

At this time, it was late autumn, the cold wind was bleak, and the remaining flowers and leaves piled all over the ground, making it unspeakable and cold.

Feng Ruhe walked alone in such a depressed place, listening to the erasable sound made by stepping on the dead leaves, feeling even more lonely and helpless.

The wind walked forward numbly like the beginning, and his violet eyes were full of tears, and his heart was already broken into pieces.

He stood on the hillside, overlooking the beautiful city, the place where he had lived for sixteen years but did not belong to him at all.

The loneliness and loneliness gripped him tightly, and all the good memories there instantly became a mirage, beyond reach.

A few days ago, he was Master's most obedient and beloved apprentice, the personal guard of Princess Musk Moon, but now, he is a bereaved dog, a poor worm who was kicked out of the Golden Elephant Country by everyone.

He is homeless. From now on, he will wander in the mountains like wild dogs, hares and wild rats, and be a wild man.

He was originally an orphan, maybe this is where he should be.

A hare hopped past his eyes, and out of curiosity, it stopped and looked at him with its head tilted.

This is already deep in the mountains. I want to come here and there are few hunters to visit, so most of the animals are not afraid of people, because of the cruelty of humans, they have not yet experienced it.

Feng Ruchu walked over, squatted down, stroked its furry head, and smiled, "Well, I will be a part of this from now on, please take care of me."

The rabbit jumped and ran away, as if it had understood him.

The wind continued to move forward as before. When he was hungry, he picked wild fruits to eat, and when he was thirsty, he drank mountain spring water. At night, in order to prevent wild beasts from attacking, he would climb to sleep on an ancient tree. Two months passed.

One day when I woke up early in the morning, to be precise, I was frozen.

He opened his eyes and saw that the mountains and plains were white. It turned out to be snow all night. The heavy snow capriciously covered the bare trees and rugged rocks on the mountain with a thick white coat.

Birds and squirrels hop between the white-dyed pine branches, looking for delicious pine nut belly.

Wild mice scurried around under the thick snowdrifts, using their paws to dig through the snow to find grass roots and insects to eat.

For this snow, everyone seems to be happy.

The trees and rocks were changed into silver outfits, and the little animals were free to play in the snow for food and enjoy themselves. The heavy snow did not affect them at all, but it seemed to be more fun.

Only the wind was as good as before. When he woke up, he found that he had been frozen stiff. After the thin black coat was soaked in snow, it was frozen into a hard lump and clinging to him. The worst thing was that his clothes were still Frozen on the trunk, it took him a long time to get his clothes off the trunk.

These days, he has been relying on the vitality in his body to keep out the cold, but now, the temperature suddenly dropped to more than ten degrees below zero, and a cold wind hit, he couldn't help but shivered, and he was still hanging out when he was soaked. Wearing icy clothes, he felt cold all over in such cold weather.

He remembered that the master taught him how to mix the true energy to keep out the cold.

He tried to meditate on a tree branch, mixing his breath, trying to force the cold out of his body.

Unlike usual, this time he took a lot of effort to force the cold out, and after the cold was gone, he still felt cold all over, and his head was dizzy. He reached out his hand and touched his forehead, it was hot and hot. Yes, oh yes, it should be a fever.

Also, normal people who spend a night in the snow like him are probably frozen to death long ago.

He knew that in this case, he should quickly replenish energy.

But where is there to eat in the ice and snow?

His stomach was groaning with hunger. He grabbed the snow from the branches and stuffed it into his mouth. The cold snow melted at the entrance, and the snow water followed the throat into the empty abdominal cavity. It stabbed the stomach and it hurt. He grabbed another one. Pine cones, I took out the pine nuts and ate a few pine cones in a row. I was still so hungry that my stomach hurts. How can these things be enough?

At this time, a touch of red on the top of his head attracted him.

It was a big heavy persimmon, which was hung on the top of the persimmon tree next to it, because it grew on the top of the tree and it was not easy to pick. The wind hadn’t had any idea about it, but now it’s freezing cold. , There is really nothing to eat.

The big orange persimmon is so eye-catching in this silver-clad world, it hangs on the treetops with snow, showing only its round and attractive butt.

The wind swallowed hard as before, and flew towards the treetops.

Yes, it's time to take it off and eat it.

The only thing you can eat is it.

With the skill of the wind as before, flying up to the treetops to pick a persimmon is a piece of cake, but right now, the wind as before is cold and hungry, and has a high fever. The severe headache made him look at things misplaced, so when he reached out to pick it When only tempting persimmons, I caught a hole.

At this time, a burst of dizziness and nausea struck, and the wind fell from the treetop more than three meters high.

The persimmon that was in trouble hit the treetop due to the wind as before, and due to gravity, the dry branches could not bear its weight, and suddenly fell off the treetop.

Patter

The big persimmon just fell in front of the unconscious Feng Ruchu's eyes, and fell into a mess.

The fresh and tender juice of persimmon splashed Feng Ruchu's face. Feng Ruchu stuck out his tongue and licked the sweet juice. He glanced at the overwhelming snow and sighed, "It seems that snow is really my nemesis. I almost died of freezing sixteen years ago. In the snow, fortunately, Master saved me, but today, who will save me? It seems that I will never escape."

After Feng Ruo had finished speaking, he passed out.

A roar of steeds rang, and Feng Ruchu realized that he was riding on the horse.

The horse was running wildly with its hoofs raised, and he had to hold the reins firmly and hung his body tightly on the horse's back.

Not far in front of him, there are two people on horseback, looking from the back, one is Master and the other is Liang Jingyin. They are galloping on horses and are chasing a stray deer. The deer saw someone chasing it and ran faster. .

When Feng Ruchu saw Master's back, his heart was unspeakably warm, so he slapped the horse's butt, trying to make the horse run faster.

But for some reason, Master and Jing Yin ran faster and faster. He was so anxious that he lashed his horse **** with a whip and couldn't catch up with them. Seeing that their silhouettes became smaller and smaller, the wind yelled in anxious manner.

"Master, wait for me!"

They continued to run forward, without looking back, as if they didn't hear his shout at all.

He was anxious and kicked the horse's stomach with his right foot. The horse was in pain, raised his front hoof and neighed, and Sa Yazi ran forward.

Unexpectedly, when turning a corner, a big hole suddenly appeared in front of him. The horse couldn't stop the brake for a while. As a result, the horse stumbled and the wind fell into the hole with the horse and the man.

This fall, the wind also woke up.

There are still Master and Jing Yin in front of me, and of course there is no big hole, they are all things that appeared in the dream.