This kind of natural snowfall accumulation is definitely less obvious than handmade ones. Moreover, there is a lot of snow on the two walls, and it is accumulated steeply. Once it touches the bottom, it will collapse just like an avalanche.
After the snow covered my head, I took advantage of the fact that the footsteps had not yet reached me and pounded the four walls to make a cave. Finally, I gently poked a small hole along the left side of the earth wall for breathing.
Just as we finished these works, the footsteps stopped abruptly at the crack. We both hugged each other with our hearts beating wildly, not daring to move. Da Tou Ji was afraid of the skinny guy just now, but my buddy was afraid of many things. What if Shen Bing came? If she found out, he would be in trouble even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
You said you were holding a woman and hiding in a snow cave, and when the woman opened her cotton coat, there was nothing underneath. Who would believe that we were innocent? I don't believe it myself.
"Come out, I know you are hiding down there!" A sinister but very heavy voice floated down from above, penetrated the snow wall and reached our ears, startling us both at the same time.
The fortifications I worked so hard on didn't even escape the enemy's eyes and ears. It was all in vain. But he rolled his eyes, held down the slightly moving Silly Chicken, and said in her ear in a voice as low as it could be: "This may be the enemy tricking us, don't move yet."
The silly chicken was very well behaved and stopped moving immediately.
After waiting for a while, the bastard upstairs didn't make any move, which made me feel relieved. It seems that my buddy guessed right, he was bluffing us.
"Hmph, it's not here, but even if you escape to the horizon, you can't escape from my palm!" The bastard above muttered to himself, and when he heard the footsteps, he went back the way he came.
The silly chicken immediately gasped, patted her chest, and was about to push her head out. The vent was too small, and it was very stuffy inside. But I held her down and whispered, "Don't move, wait a minute before going out."
Sure enough, after waiting for a while, the footsteps came back again, and my buddy guessed it right again. He pretended to leave to lure the enemy out of the cave. The bastard let out a long gasp, looking quite frustrated. But suddenly there was a wave above my head, and then I heard something penetrate the snow wall, it seemed that the other party had fired a hidden weapon and nailed it next to us.
There were about four or five hidden weapons, all close to our feet. It was extremely dangerous. My heart was pounding and I broke out in a cold sweat.
Another minute passed before I heard footsteps again, slowly moving away. I wiped the cold sweat off my forehead, and this time they really walked away. I pushed away the snow above my head and immediately breathed in a breath of fresh air, which felt quite refreshing.
The silly girl seemed to be frightened out of her wits, still lying on my lap without moving. I lifted her up and was about to laugh at her, when I suddenly realized that the bastard had her eyes closed and seemed to have fainted again. In the moonlight, I saw that she was biting her lips and had a painful expression on her face, obviously enduring great pain. I thought something was wrong, and quickly checked her back. As expected, a hidden weapon was nailed to her back.
This bitch was really strong. Even after being hit by a poison arrow, she managed to grit her teeth and hold back without making a sound.
The hidden weapon was a crossbow arrow. After pulling it out, I smelled a fishy smell and it turned out to be filled with a deadly poison.
I was a little dumbfounded. I knew nothing about poison and didn't know what to do. This was something from their life and death sect. She should know how to detoxify it, but there was nothing I could do since she couldn't wake up. I just held her like this and didn't dare to go out. I felt her body gradually getting colder and her face darker.
It seemed that she was beyond saving. I had done my best. There was no need to guard her body until dawn. He sighed and laid her flat on the ground. He walked out of the snow cave and sealed the hole. After climbing to the ground, he scraped off another piece of snow on the earth wall. This way, she was buried without leaving any traces. No one would touch her body.
I don't know why, this silly chicken is also from the Gate of Life and Death, but I can't hate her in my heart, instead I feel pity for her. Maybe it's because she fought with me twice and never got the upper hand, but finally died in my arms.
No matter who it is, when they die in your arms, you will not remain indifferent. Because a real enemy will never die in your arms, you will not give him this opportunity. Since you choose to die holding her, it means you do not regard her as an enemy.
Damn, what's wrong with me? Why am I so emotional about that stupid guy
I walked back with a wry smile. When I passed the cemetery, I didn't find anything unusual, so I went back to Tang Danian's house with peace of mind. When I entered the house, I found that they were all leaning on the window and peeping out. When they saw me coming back, Shen Bing helped me open the door and told me to come in quickly. The second king of hell was sleeping on the bed, but the three of them were crowded at the window, with fear on their faces.
What's going on? Is there a ghost? It's normal for them to be scared, but Shen Bing, why are you so scared
After asking, I found out that the skinny bamboo pole had just come over, but was driven away by a group of guardian gods. But Tang Danian and his wife knew that these guardian gods were all dead ghosts, and because of this, they were the only family that didn't invite such gods. So after the dead ghosts dispersed, they were still lying on the window, scared out of their wits.
I smiled and said, "They are just a bunch of dead ghosts, what are you afraid of? Have Old Yan and Old Qian come yet?"
Shen Bing curled her lips: "They both came, but Gao Song followed them too. I was so scared that I dare not let my guard down until now."
Oh, I thought, she was afraid of this bastard who almost became her husband. Although his death had nothing to do with us, we still had a deep grudge against each other. Especially the hatred with Shen Bing was even deeper. She ran away with me at the wedding, which was a great shame for a man.
I patted her shoulder to comfort her, thinking that Old Yan and Old Qian seemed to be hiding in the village, protecting their descendants. It was no wonder that the blood jade was not taken away, with so many dead ghosts helping, and they were all dead ghosts with achievements, unless the dead snow demon came.
But it is unjust to think that a scum like Gao Song would become a ghost messenger after his death. My Xi family has been doing good deeds for ten generations, but in the end, they all had a bad ending. The Yin and Yang worlds are all the same.
"Why do you smell so good?" Shen Bing stretched out her nose and kept sniffing me.
"Well, I just chased a shemale from the Gate of Life and Death and fought with her for three hundred rounds, but she finally ran away." I explained to her in a low voice and pointed to the mud on my body.
"Just brag, three hundred rounds? Do you think you're writing a martial arts novel?"
I smacked my lips. It was indeed too unskillful to brag about it. Three hundred rounds were only seen in martial arts movies, and only between masters of equal martial arts. Nowadays, the emphasis is on defeating the enemy with one move, and the winner can be determined in no more than a dozen rounds.
But the guy still insisted: "Well, you punch me, I kick you, this is one round..."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"Ouch, why are you poking my eyeballs?" Shen Bing suddenly attacked and poked my eyes with her fingers.
"You're done in two rounds, where did you get three hundred?"
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