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Ning Shu pulled the suitcase and watched the uncle the school doctor who was walking in front of him, when he was going to go, and when would he be able to leave when he went on like this.
Looking at the endless white space around me, I feel desperate just to look at it.
Especially in the snow for a long time, it is easy to produce snow blindness, and the eyes will be blind.
Ning Shu had practiced peerless martial arts before. His physique was good and he could barely walk, but other people couldn't do it.
I couldn't pull my legs out of the snow for a long time, and it was very hard to walk.
"Tutor, can you take a break, it's too tired," Fan Junyang said, and all the members were crying.
The uncle touched the beating stone in his pocket, and said faintly: "It's not going to work for a long time. I haven't walked a mile."
"Take a rest before leaving, mentor, we really can't walk anymore." Lu Shanshan hammered her leg, "Teacher, please."
"That's good." The uncle nodded, "Now rest here and leave later."
Lu Shanshan suddenly laughed and sat directly on the suitcase.
Ning Shu let out a sigh of relief, and finally stopped.
The crowd sat down wailing, panting.
The sky was already dark, and it looked like it was going to snow again.
Fan Junyang raised his head to look at the weather, sad, and couldn't help looking at the uncle.
The uncle said: "I'll look around, you are waiting here."
"Teacher, where are you going?" Lu Shanshan quickly stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
Ning Shu hammered her legs, seeing that Lu Shanshan was already pale with exhaustion, and she was drunk even after running like this.
"No, I'll be back when I go."
"But it's going to snow soon," Lu Shanshan said.
When Lu Shanshan spoke, there was already a howling cold wind, mixed with snowflakes.
"I've said that I'm waiting here." The uncle turned and left. The cold wind rolled up the corners of his clothes and disappeared into the wind and snow.
Uncle stepped on the snow, holding a red rope in his hand, and the stone was beating with a clear sound.
A hand was exposed in the snow, and the body was covered by the wind and snow.
A transparent soul in the wind and snow is desperately grabbing the snow to eat, looking extremely hungry.
This is Lin Xia who ran away before, and died in the snow.
Under the ravages of the wind and snow, this soul looked even thinner, and seemed to be about to dissipate soon.
Seeing the soul, the stone beats twice and sucked away the transparent soul.
The uncle put the stone in his pocket and turned around and left.
When the uncle came back, everyone looked at him as if he had seen a savior. Fan Junyang said to the uncle quickly: "Teacher, what should we do now that the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and we will freeze to death in the snow."
"What do you want to do, it's you who are going to come out, now I have no idea?" the uncle said lightly, patted off the snowflakes on his shoulders.
"Let's find another family to stay, the snow is getting bigger and bigger." Fan Junyang said.
"But there are no people around here." Lu Shanshan looked around, feeling a little unbearable in her eyes, and couldn't help rubbing her eyes.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and some people's lips are blue with cold, and they look pretty bad.
Ning Shu felt that the cold wind was as cold as it was blowing into the bones. It was really cold into the bones.
She still practiced peerless martial arts, and she couldn't hold it anymore, let alone other people.
"It's really cold." Lu Shanshan couldn't help rubbing her arms and looking at her uncle and said: "If the snow keeps going, we won't be able to survive all night."
795 leaned to Ning Shu's side and said, "Look at Lu Shanshan's pie, you must want the boss to take off his clothes and put it on her."
Ning Shu squinted at 795, "You are too stingy, why do you show masculinity to a woman? Besides, even if you put a piece of clothing on a woman's body, it is a graceful performance. ."
"Tsk tusk..." 795 sneered. "Who do you know about her?"
"Is she an ancient person?" Ning Shu asked. Lu Shanshan is the name of her body, her number is 496.
"Quickly pull it down, modern people think that wearing ancient clothes can be. Forced." 795 said.
"Why bother with a woman." Ning Shu said indifferently.
795 curled his lips, "We have to come back now."
Sure enough, Fan Junyang struggled for a long time, and said to Uncle Chao: "Let's go back."
"That's good." The uncle said lightly, turning around and walking back.
Everyone is speechless, do you want to go back now
"I would rather freeze to death than go back. I will definitely die when I go back." Some people objected, holding their arms trembling when they objected.
"Stay if you want to stay, and go back if you want to go back." Fan Junyang said impatiently.
"You brought us to this ghost place. So many people died. You still have this attitude, Fan Junyang, you bastard." Some people were very dissatisfied with Fan Junyang's attitude.
Fan Junyang drew his hair irritably, "Then what do you want, things are the same anyway, if you want to go back with me, go back."
Ning Shu raised his hand and said, "I want to go back."
Several people also said that they wanted to go back, and everyone had a herd mentality. Seeing so many people wanting to go back, even those who didn't want to go back were shaken.
Now I'm going back in the cold wind, with one foot deep and one shallow foot.
Ning Shu felt drunk too, she was just doing useless work, OK
After going back and forth, the distance was not far, and it was already dark when I returned to the door of the old woman's house.
"Why are you back again? Haven't you already left?" The old woman opened the door, saw a group of people, and immediately said in disgust, "What are you doing back?"
"We really can't go in this weather, we can only come back, please give us a place to shelter us from wind and rain." Fan Junyang said sincerely.
"It's nice to say now. Before, you still wanted to rob my granddaughter. Are you still planning to kill our granddaughter." The old woman said vigilantly.
"There is no such thing at all." Fan Junyang said, "I just want to see what is on Xiao Lan's neck. I don't want to take Xiao Lan's things as my own."
"I don't believe you." The old woman said still vigilantly.
"Grandma, let them live in the wood house." Xiaolan said blankly, her pupils straight and unable to focus.
This wood shed is said to be a room, but it is nothing more than a shed. It leaks air on all sides and cannot avoid the wind and snow at all.
Everyone felt extremely irritable, and tossed back and forth for a while, but fortunately, they ran back and could only live in the leaky shed, which was much worse than the previous treatment.
"We just live in the hall. Just give a place to stand." Fan Junyang negotiated with the old woman.
At the end of the development, Fan Junyang was already threatening, and only then reluctantly asked the old woman to agree to their stay.
(End of this chapter)