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Chapter 78 Chapter 27 Holy Snow Mountain

Tomb Notes 8 Finale 南派三叔 3350Words 2018-03-02
Poker-Face stood on the snow-capped mountains with a very solemn expression. I don't know what kind of emotion this is, but I know that these snow-capped mountains have a special meaning to him. It is conceivable that his mind cannot be completely blank at this time. Everything here must have a considerable relationship with him, but I don't even have the direction to guess. Poker bottle stood like this for a long time. We didn't move on that night, but dug a snow nest in the snow, spread tarpaulins, lit a smokeless stove, and spent the night. The next day, we set off again with our luggage and continued to walk into the mountains.

Along the way, I was the only one who kept talking, talking about the beauty of this world, about places he hadn't been to, and about places with incomparably tempting delicacies.He never spoke, nor did he show any signs of boredom. In fact, I don't know what he is interested in. I searched all the time I was with him, looking for something he seemed interested in.For example, he always looks out of the window, I think he may have a special hobby for traveling. In the beginning, my intensity of persuasion was quite high, but later on, the road became more and more difficult to walk, and my physical exertion increased, so I could only move forward in silence.After walking for several days, we have entered the snow-capped area of ​​snow-capped mountains without any bare ground.Standing on a high place and looking behind, all the villages when I came can't be seen.

At a glance, I saw that the Changbai Mountain range is endless. There are thousands of peaks and valleys, many of which are inaccessible.I can no longer judge whether our route this time is the same as the route we took last time. I remember that when Shunzi brought us here, he once told me the names of some mountain peaks, Sansheng Snow Mountain and Yaozi Snow Mountain. The appearance of those peaks at that time seemed to be different from what I see now.I remember that Pan Zi still had all kinds of jokes at that time, but now, mountains and people are a different scene. On the third night, we set up tents for the night. This place is very close to the line I set to separate, and it is estimated that it is only a day away.

That night, we found a relatively dry place and lit a fire. Sitting in front of the fire, he looked at me silently for the first time. I also stared at him for a long time, he kept looking like this, and I began to judge whether the focus of his gaze was on me.But when I found out that he was really looking at me, I felt very strange.I said: "What's wrong with me? Is there a monster behind me?" I asked several times, but he didn't respond. I think this person is usually not very normal. I must not understand the current situation. No need to understand.But after a while, he suddenly asked me for a cigarette.

I handed it to him, thinking he was going to chew it straight up like before.Unexpectedly, he put it on the fire and lit it, and then he really smoked. "Ah, you really know how to smoke." I was horrified in my heart. Under the light of the fire, he suddenly said, "How long are you going to follow?" I couldn't help being taken aback, and said: "It has nothing to do with you, this is my own business." He said: "If you continue to follow me, I will knock you out tomorrow." I looked at his expression and knew that he was definitely not joking, so I couldn't help feeling overwhelmed and stammered: "You, what do you want to do? Don't mess around."

"You'll be fine," he said. I was really angry and funny, and said: "I won't let you knock me out." He said lightly: "Then you can run away now, or keep a considerable distance from me from now on." I said, "How far is it?" Poker bottle said: "As long as you are within a hundred meters of me, I can hit you with a stone. I will carry you to a safe place, and when you wake up, you will no longer be able to find me." At that moment, I was stunned for a while, and I suddenly realized that although such a conversation is very interesting, the meaning contained in it is very clear.

He didn't want me to send it any more, he obviously didn't believe that I would give up when I reached that line, he still followed his own pace, he felt that it was time to part. I said, "Can't you think about it more seriously? Does it make sense for you to do this now?" "Is there any meaning to something like meaning?" Poker Bottle showed a little concern about the word "meaning". He looked at the blazing bonfire and said, "The word 'meaning' itself has no meaning. significance." I watched him for three minutes without saying anything, then turned around and walked into the tent.

I gave up, I really had nothing more to say.If possible, I would like to go up and slap him a few times. I think it is unlikely that he will immediately turn over and pinch my head.But it is very likely that I will not be able to hit him, he is too fast.If you scold him, it's like scolding a stone, there is no pleasure at all.I have said all the truths that should be said, and I know that it is useless to do anything now. Anyway, it’s only one day’s journey away. Instead of reaching the line I set myself, I continued to struggle until I collapsed and was finally knocked out by him. Why don’t I just give up here, I can still stay here , Watching him disappear into the snow field.

At this time, I have already decided that I will go back at dawn tomorrow.I will make a mark here, and I will come here to worship and sweep the tomb every year in the future. I lay down in my sleeping bag, feeling so depressed that I couldn't fall asleep.After lying down for more than ten minutes, Poker Bottle also walked in and began to organize his things.After tidying up for a while, he said, "Goodbye." I said: "Friends, let's go tomorrow, I won't follow you anymore." He nodded and took out the night watch equipment and left the tent. My heart is full of despair.

You are a very good friend who is determined to die. You look at him, but you can't stop him. There is a layer between you and him that cannot be penetrated by any tool.You can touch this thing in any way, but you can't find a gap that can break through it. After I made the decision, I was very sad, but I also felt that I should understand, understand what Pokerfing said: the word "meaning" itself has no meaning. I turned my face away, and my heart slowly calmed down, I ignored the people outside, and closed my eyes to rest. I fell asleep unconsciously.Then, after sleeping for an unknown amount of time, I was woken up by a strange sound.It sounded like a strange group of people singing in sleep.The singing was melodious, and there seemed to be a large number of people. It was very strange to hear it in this kind of place.

When I woke up, I opened my eyes and realized that it was the sound of the wind. My tent was shaking from side to side, and the wind lamp used for lighting inside seemed to fall off at any time, and the light was on and off for a while.I got up and went out, only to find that there was a strong wind blowing around, and the snow was blowing into the valley.Poker Bottle was not around, and his luggage was gone. Damn, he left without saying hello.I rubbed my head to see if he had knocked me out while I was sleeping.There's nothing wrong with my head, it seems that he saw me falling asleep, so he didn't even knock me out. I looked at the sky again and knew it was going to be bad.In this weather, if you hesitate any longer, you will definitely have bad luck. The first heavy snow in Changbai Mountain will definitely come today. If you go to the mountains again, you are basically close to death.I saw that Poker Bottle didn't even take any food away, and I was filled with emotion, knowing that everything was a foregone conclusion. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the tent was almost blown up.I looked at the time and walked back for three days, and there would be a place for supplies.And the sooner I go, the less chance of being caught up by the blizzard, so I started to pack my things.After I installed everything, I saw that the snow on the surrounding snow slopes was scraped and fluttered in mid-air, and everything seemed to collapse at any time. Before that, I thought Poker Bottle still had a chance of surviving, and even after I returned to the tourist area, if I told them that a person was missing in this mountain, they might send someone to search for it, maybe there are so many people You can also tie the stuffy oil bottle out.But with the current weather conditions, I am afraid that even if a regiment or a division is sent in to search, Poker Bottle will have no chance of surviving. Fortunately, he has no relatives or concerns. There is an old saying in China: Eat the weight and you will be determined.No one can change the things that Poker Bottle decides.I've done my best when I got here.I suppressed all kinds of sadness in my heart and started to walk back. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and I only walked a few steps. Suddenly, large pieces of snow on the snow slope ahead slid down, and my road began to become more and more difficult to walk. After walking a few hundred meters, I went around a mountain pass and found that something was wrong.All the mountains in front of me collapsed, and I saw a snow pack that I had never seen before. I climbed up a few meters, and I fainted when I saw it. These snow bags messed up all the routes I had come before, and I couldn't tell which way I should go back. I lit my cigarette, took a few puffs, and wondered what to do.After all, it's relatively close to the tourist area. No matter what, I have a way to get out. I'm afraid that if I go in the wrong direction, it will be troublesome.Although I am very sad about the fate of Poker Bottle, it is still quite depressing to think that I may die before him. It's like there is a dying person who is seriously ill. Basically, after you go there, you are going to attend his memorial service.But when you arrive, the dying man is waiting for you with a submachine gun in his hand. When you arrive, he sweeps you back and forth, causing you to fall into a pool of blood, and then he himself falls into the coffin and hangs up.You lie on the ground, seeing your body is bleeding out, how complicated the emotions in your heart will be. That's how I feel right now. After smoking, I continued to climb up, and suddenly I found many fist-sized snowballs falling from the top of my head. The snowballs vary in size and are obviously formed naturally.I looked up and saw that the snow on the top was very slippery, and there were pieces of snow slopes breaking and sliding straight down.I climbed up carefully, and when I got to the top of the mountain, I found the way to continue. My heart settled down.I went down from the top of the mountain to the other side of the mountain, which is a sunny side.I looked up and saw the sun rising from behind the mountain, and the snow slope opposite was like a huge mirror.I felt a warm feeling all over my body, and then, I suddenly found that the surroundings turned pink and became very blurry. I froze for a moment, wondering what was going on.Then I realized it was snow blindness.I immediately closed my eyes, knowing that I must not use my eyes anymore, if I use them again, my eyes will be completely black immediately, and I can't see anything.
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