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"The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Have the tourists who came up the mountain this morning come back?"

In the B&B at the foot of the mountain, the proprietress worriedly asked the local tour guide who was smoking in the lobby. She was plump, with deep features and an obvious exotic look on her face. She was an authentic local - the She ethnic group.

The tour guide was a middle-aged man with a beard. He was obviously a local from his facial features. He blew out a smoke ring and said, "Not yet. The signal is not good and the phone can't be reached. Please wait another 10 minutes if there is no news." Contact the rescue team.”

He looked at the majestic mountains in the distance with a faint outline in the clouds, and the expression on his face was not relaxed at all. Since the She ethnic customs became popular on the Internet this year, more and more people have come here to travel, and the local people This famous and mysterious mountain range is also favored by tourists and must be seen.

"We've all said that you can't go up the mountain in snowy weather. These students who come to travel are really shameful." The proprietress was worried. She kept staring at the rescue team's phone number on the flyer and whispered, "Is Sheshan so easy to climb? If you disturb the mountain god, you will all have to..."

The She people are an extremely ancient nation with their own unique national culture and national beliefs. Sheshan is their belief. They are people of the mountains and naturally believe in mountain gods. There are also many taboos in this regard. For example, they cannot climb mountains on snowy days because Sheshan Mountain The god will travel in the snow, inspecting his territory and people, and bringing blessings to his people. If the mountain god is disturbed, he will be plagued by bad luck and will be left on the mountain forever.

Five minutes later, when the proprietress couldn't help but contact the rescue team, the group of college students who had been reluctant to go up the mountain to see the snow scene in the morning came back. There were six of them, their faces were blue from the cold, they were trembling, and their faces were ugly. To the extreme, even the well-informed tour guide was shocked.

"You are finally back!"

The proprietress hurriedly asked people to pour hot water for them. She wanted to accuse them, but she was afraid of making the guests angry. She just muttered a few words depressedly, "I told you, it's not appropriate to go up the mountain today. Even if you go up the mountain, you have to look for it." The tour guide leads the way, do you think I deliberately help the tour guide introduce businesses to steal your money? I mean well!"

The faces of these six college students were blue with cold, and their expressions were filled with deep fear and hesitation. They were all waiting for each other to speak out, but half an hour later, no one spoke.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the cold college students went upstairs one after another. The landlady checked the reservation records on the website, and suddenly frowned, "There were only six college students in that group? How could I remember that we went out in the morning? Seven..."

Sheshan is an ancient and majestic continuous mountain range. The mountain is steep and dangerous. Covered with a thick layer of snow, it has a disguised harmlessness and temptation. Zhao Yutang woke up in such an environment and spent a lot of effort to put himself out. body dug out of the snow.

Thanks to the help of the system, Zhao Yutang would not freeze to death immediately in such a world of ice and snow, but she could not hold on for too long. People who have died once are not willing to throw away their second life immediately. She gritted her teeth and walked in a random direction.

I don’t know how long I walked, but a simple and exquisite temple-like building appeared in this empty and silent mountain. The tall and elegant gate building was embossed with several ethnic characters. I couldn’t recognize what was written. Further inside was a Through the closed door, a two-story wooden building can be vaguely glimpsed.

Zhao Yutang exhaled a white breath, her body was so cold that she lost consciousness. She staggered and fell outside the door. She lost consciousness without even having the strength to knock on the door. In the ancient building next to the door, there was a faint fragrance of tea. Suddenly there was a crisp "pop" sound.

"Moro?"

The seven-year-old bald-headed child, wearing a furry animal skin hat, was adding firewood to the stove. When he heard the sound, he turned around in confusion and wondered why the usually calm Moro suddenly dropped the cup.The man called Moro frowned slightly, looked out, and said only one word, "Open the door."

The child was startled and instinctively obeyed the order and ran to open the door, but his heart was already filled with shock.

It's snowing on the mountain today. As a Moro, he should practice closed-mouth meditation to show respect to the mountain god. Why did he suddenly break the precept?
He opened the door and unexpectedly saw a person who was about to be buried in the snow. He subconsciously reached out to pull him, but he was only a seven-year-old child and really didn't have the strength. As he was hesitating, his shoulder was pushed to the side. Pushing, Moro, who was only wearing a velvet robe, squatted down slightly and picked up the person buried in the snow. Snowflakes rustled down, and it was his action of picking up the person that made the child suddenly realize, This is actually a girl.

Moro hugged the girl!

There was a stove burning inside the house, and the wind and snow outside seemed like two different worlds. When Zhao Yutang opened his eyes, he first saw the indistinguishable carvings on the beams, and then saw a little boy lying on the bedside with bright eyes.

little boy?
The little boy was very happy to see her wake up and introduced himself enthusiastically, "My name is Canan, She Canan! You are a foreigner. You are so beautiful. Why did you fall outside our temple? Where are your companions?" ?”

His voice was clear, but his words were too urgent and dense, which made Zhao Yutang feel dizzy after she had just recovered. Before she could answer these questions, She Canan ran out again very excitedly and could hear his clear voice.

"Moro! Moro! The sister you brought back is awake!"

The door was pushed open with a creak. The person walking in front was She Canan. He raised his head and talked to the person behind him. He pushed the door open to reveal the figure of the person.

He was extremely tall and even lowered his head slightly when he entered the door. The snow-colored scene outside brightened his facial features. A pair of deep and cold eyes seemed to be hidden with obsidian. His eyelashes were long and thick. When they were hanging down, they looked like small fans. Inside the house The dim light casts a shadow on the bridge of his nose, making him look like a perfect sculpture.

In this simple building, his appearance was unconventional. The snow-green velvet robe on his body was intricately embroidered, which perfectly complemented his skin tone. He wore two turquoise bead chains around his neck, with a necklace hanging in the middle. The one he wears is a unique sapphire. In addition, he wears jewelry of similar colors on his wrists and earlobes. These jewelry do not cover up his own special color at all, and complement each other on his body.

This is a very beautiful person, and Zhao Yutang can recognize his identity without any additional confirmation.

She had not yet completely recovered from the cold. Her skin was as white as snow, and her expression was obviously tired. However, the moment she saw the other person's appearance clearly, she smiled slightly in the bright sunlight.

meet again.

It’s the end of the little story. It’s over very quickly. The chapter names have no special meaning, I just want to use this~