The meat didn't taste good, and the thin woman almost vomited it out several times, but she still swallowed it with all her strength. The last bit of meat was dipped in coarse grain steamed buns and put into her stomach.
As for the pot of wine, because it was mixed with too much water, the taste was naturally worse. Not only was it bland, but there was a sour taste that went straight to her forehead. However, the woman still drank it all in one gulp, not even a drop of it. When he didn't come out, he put the wine bottle aside.
It looked like she was reincarnated as a starving ghost.
But this is not to satisfy one's hunger.
In a bitter cold place like the snowfield, the wind, frost, and cold are definitely not something that ordinary people can withstand. Even if a practitioner is physically strong, he still needs to constantly use his magic power to withstand the cold wind.
The reason for eating the snow mutton is because although the snow sheep was born in the bitter cold snowfield, it is a fire-based monster. Therefore, its meat can not only replenish the energy needed for the body by practitioners, but also can be used in certain places. Help them resist the cold to some extent.
And that pot of ice grass brew is a kind of wine unique to the snow plain. The elixir ice crystal grass is added when brewing, which can maintain a person's body at a lower temperature for a long time. This way you can maintain your strength for a longer period of time.
These two things are the most common and lowest-level cultivation resources, or survival resources, on the snowy plains.
Of course, there are many better resources that can help people resist the severe cold in this snowfield.
But those are very valuable things, but they are not something that today’s thin women can afford...
After devouring the food for a while, the thin woman did not leave immediately. Instead, she huddled in the corner, hugging a ball with her body, and sat to keep warm by the fire of the cauldron where the snow mutton was simmering not far away. She breathed quietly and watched. She was so tired when she got up that she seemed to have fallen asleep.
"Damn it, I'm staying here again and won't leave!"
The waiter came over to clean up the wooden plates and wine bottles, looked at the woman with disgust, and kicked her away.
The woman leaned to one side and then moved to the other side. She buried her head in her arms and pretended not to hear.
In the snowfield, sleep is also very important for practitioners.
Because there are strong winds blowing all year round on the snowfield, and the spirituality is unstable, it is difficult to introduce the physical body through breathing. Therefore, compared to meditating and breathing, sleeping can allow them to get a better rest and not be too tired when they go out. And exhausted.
For this moment of rest, even if I was scolded, I could only endure it.
This seems to be a very thick-skinned thing, but how can a thin-skinned person survive in a windy and snowy world
Looking at the sleeping woman, the thick and dirty fur on her body seemed unable to hide her slender and graceful figure. The diners in the inn lobby immediately laughed lowly, and whispered some sexy topics. His eyes kept glancing at the thin woman. The woman seemed to hear her, but also seemed not to hear her. She just hugged her knees quietly and slept for an hour.
At this time, the wind and snow outside the inn seemed to be getting lighter, and the sky was getting brighter.
The woman moved her body, then slowly stood up again, walking with heavy steps towards the outside of the inn.
"Is she still going?"
"This is really a lunatic. Are you not afraid of dying on Wuxue Mountain?"
"How is it possible for someone in the foundation-building realm to climb over that mountain?"
“…”
“…”
The surrounding diners couldn't help but murmured in low voices, and they all looked at the woman in astonishment.
But the woman didn't seem to hear it. She just walked out of the inn door with a calm and resolute expression, and then stepped on the thick snow, which was deep and shallow, and faced the snow that was whistling like a blade, straight and straight. Walk towards the north.
There, there is a large mountain towering into the sky into the thick lead clouds. It is like the intersection of the earth and the sky. It is high above, like a ladder to the sky. The wind and snow come from above, like roaring waves. When people walk towards the mountain, they feel like they are going upstream, braving the severest wind, snow and freezing cold, just like the carp rushing towards the dragon gate in the legend.
The woman didn't know how many times she had been there, but with the belief that she could never come back, she walked towards the mountain.
"What a stubborn girl. Is she from Central Kyushu?"
"Haha, it's very prosperous there and rich in resources. I heard that the ladies there come to embroider with flying swords. I didn't expect that there would be such a temperament, and they would actually have to go over the thing that swallowed up so many people's lives. Wu Xueshan…”
"It is said that the snowfield is a place that inspires people, but who knows how many ascetics died here?"
After the thin woman left, many diners started talking in low voices.
Although someone's words were meant to be ridiculing, there was a hint of admiration that even he himself could not detect.
"Haha, if you feel distressed, wouldn't it be nice to keep her and carry her into the room to help keep her warm?"
But as he spoke, things changed, and someone next to him started laughing.
"Haha, this girl's cultivation level is not high, but she's not easy to mess with!"
Someone immediately laughed and said: "It's not that no one had an idea for her before. Although her cultivation level is not high and she can't sell her soul, it would be good to take it back and make a cauldron. But the evil cultivator who had an idea for her before, but She was so humiliated that she grabbed her and wanted to blow up the Thunder Pill and die together, but Duan Laoer was frightened. After that, there were fewer evil cultivators trying to make plans for her!"
"Haha, do you think she relies on this to survive till now?"
The shopkeeper in the inn, who had been dozing on the counter, sneered and said: "She can survive until now, and no one dares to provoke her. That's because the famous Tong Lao Mo has taken a fancy to her and made a promise to arrest her." Go back to Dual Cultivation. With Tong Lao Mo's reputation, who else dares to take her idea? However, Tong Lao Mo is a very particular person and doesn't like to force people, so she is allowed to stay here for a few days. , but maybe, one day, Tong Lao Mo’s temper will be gone, and he will just forcefully take her back... "
"Ouch..."
After hearing this, all the diners immediately became interested and said with a smile: "Tong Lao Mo is famous for his tricks and tricks. I don't know that this little girl's thin body will be compared to Tong Lao Mo. How many rounds can I survive..."
"Haha, that lazy bear hugged the tree, and the jade mountain hung upside down..."
Everyone was chatting happily, their eyes were shining, as if they had seen some wonderful scenes.
But at this moment, someone suddenly heard a sneer: "Although Tong Lao Mo has a great reputation, he has not taken action for many years. Now, in this snowy field, there are several new ruthless scoundrels, and they are on the Baishi River." The white dog who haunts the countryside, the young master of Paradise Valley, and the Snow Wolf Sword who became famous in the White Devil Valley, these are not simple characters, each one is more ruthless than the other... "
After hearing the names of these people, everyone talked in low voices, but soon someone sneered: "Now that the younger generation has risen up, they are ruthless enough, but when it comes to their skills, I'm afraid. Isn’t it better than that tough and slippery Tong Lao Mo?”
The man before seemed to have expected such a saying, and sneered, saying: "If these people are still a little worse than Tong Laomo, then the last of the four newcomers in the snow field now, Mr. Xue, is that all right?"
Upon hearing the name "Snow Master", all the diners' hearts sank.
Some people couldn't help but sigh: "If that ruthless child meets Tong Laomo, maybe there will be a good show... "
"Mr. Snow, Mr. Blood... Sigh, there have been many ruthless people in the snowy plains throughout the ages, but there are not many as ruthless as this one!"
Hearing everyone talking, the waiter was confused and said hurriedly: "Who is this person? How come I haven't heard of him?"
A diner next to him asked him to come over and pour wine, and said in a mysterious manner: "You haven't heard of it, but I don't blame you. Mr. Snow, not long after he appeared in the snow field, we also came from the Baishi River, and we didn't know about it. His name was given to him. It is said that he is young and does not know where he comes from. He usually looks like a scholar and holds a white cat. He is usually polite to everyone, but he is not at all polite when it comes to killing people. The four monsters of the White Corpse River, the seven monsters of the Purple Ice Lake, and the ten evil spirits of the Black Grave Palace were all killed by him..."
"Wow..."
The hand of the waiter who was pouring the wine shook and most of it was spilled, and his face turned pale.
"These... are all people who have been famous for a long time..."
The diner did not blame him, he sighed and waved his hand, saying: "Who says it's not the case? These old guys are so tough and powerful. Even the disciples of Xijianchi have never attacked them, but this time As soon as Mr. Xue entered the snowy field, he was killed one by one. Even if the other party begged for mercy and surrendered, he would not let anyone go. It can be said that he was ruthless and merciless... "
As he spoke, he sighed softly and said: "And this is actually the origin of his name, Mr. Snow. In fact, the word 'snow' was originally the word 'blood'. When others kill people, there will always be For this reason, he just wanted to kill people when he felt like it. We guessed that he might have just entered the snowfield and deliberately wanted to kill a few more Liwei people with loud names... "
"Devil, this is really a demon..."
"Yes, I have been in this snowy field for so long, and I have never seen such a cruel person..."
“…”
“…”
Everyone sighed in low voices, and the atmosphere in the lobby gradually became depressing.
Everyone was inexplicably feeling a little chilled in their hearts, as if they had seen the indestructible look of Mr. Xue.
"Wow..."
But at this moment, the door of the inn was suddenly pushed open heavily.
Suddenly, endless wind and snow rolled into the inn, and the strong wind made everyone almost breathless. The diners, who were already nervous and depressed, were suddenly frightened, and the tables were overturned. But he was shocked and furious, and everyone jumped up in a hurry, especially the waiter with a very bad temper, who rushed over angrily and started to curse...
But he didn't curse.
Because the wind and snow blew away at the entrance of the store, a slender young man was revealed. He looked young, wearing a green robe, with a piece of zong-colored animal skin around his shoulders, and a look of elegance on his face. Angry, he seems very polite when he sees people.
But the most frightening thing was that in his arms, he was holding a white cat with an expression that looked like an uncle!
(End of chapter)