Wei Yangmou

Han Yan went to the ice sea day and night, without even resting on the way, and only ate one meal in two days. He was anxious to find the medicine grower, anxious to get the extremely cold thing, and anxious to meet Chang'an.

Anxious to go back and see you...

The so-called lovesickness to the bone, Han Yan can really understand the feeling of it at this time.

The way to the Binghai is very simple, as long as you go in the right direction, you will be there sooner or later.

Han Yan was a bit desperate to drive the road. The journey of thousands of miles arrived at Sishi the next day. The ice sea lived up to its name. As expected, at a glance, it was covered with white frost.

Han Yan was overjoyed. He thought that there would be some disturbances here, but he didn't expect to arrive so easily.

He refused to rest, and under joy, all his fatigue faded away, and he immediately started circling the ice sea.

However, when he walked around, he hesitated a little. The place was covered with cold and hard frost, which did not seem to be able to grow plants at all.

And the snow surface has indeed reached the point where no traces can be stepped on. Even if the seeds are sprinkled, can they really grow without a sudden change?Even if they can come out, can they survive in such a climate...

Before finding the drug grower, Han Yan was discouraged, but he didn't give up looking for it to the end, and even feared that he would miss it, so he expanded the scope.

Although the sea of ​​ice is called a sea, it is not a real sea, it is just the range of a large lake. Han Yan's feet don't stop, and it's only when it gets dark that it finishes turning.

Yet he saw no living creature.

There is a vast expanse of white everywhere, not even a trace of other colors, if not for the fact that he himself is still wearing dark clothes, and the sword at his waist is inlaid with green gemstones, he might be snow blind in a short time.

Han Yan was calm at this moment. He thought that although the name of the medicine grower sounded ordinary, he might grow the elixir in this kind of place.

As for whether those people are lying...

Han Yan could only suspend her doubts for the time being. Even if she went back to pursue the matter now, the other party might have already escaped.

What's more, he didn't think that those people would dare to lie at that time. There were many people there, young and old, and no one would dare to take risks with their blood relatives.

What's more, Han Yan did feel that after coming here, he felt a coldness. This was the first time he felt this way in the past few years. Even if he couldn't find the trace of the medicine planter for a while, he still felt a little relieved.

It's just that this relaxation can't last for too long, he still wants to return to Chang'an very eagerly, and even feels a little anxious, he is afraid that he will not be able to find someone, and he will not be able to leave here again.

He couldn't calm down, so he rolled over from the snow and sat up in the middle of the night, and found a pleasing place to build a snowman, but the snow here was very hard, and he had to use a long sword to peel off the skin to dig out the soft snow below. , so this snowman was built with great painstaking efforts, but the finished product was somewhat unexpected.

He has no talent in facial features depiction. After practicing so many times before, he finally has some skills in shaping the body, and the speed is also very fast. It's just that when it comes to the face, he is a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly started .

He imitated the craftsman's carving method, made the eyes and mouth smaller, and made the nose and ears larger, so that there was room for him to modify.

This tossing lasted all night, and at ten o'clock in the morning, Han Yan saw some shadows on the snowman, but it didn't look like it after all, but the shadow in his heart was too vivid and clear, projected on the snowman, barely I can see it.

He leaned against the snowman and squinted for a while, suddenly felt warm, he suddenly woke up, looked around vigilantly, but there were no other living things around.

Han Yan couldn't understand her emotions anymore. She felt a little relieved, but also felt a little disappointed. She couldn't help but glanced at the snowman again. She was stunned when she saw it. There were still a few similar snowmen yesterday. It turned out to be a real snowball, not to mention the facial features, even the body was blurry.

Could it be that it snowed again in the short while he fell asleep?

Han Yan shook her clothes, there was no snowflakes, and it might have melted, but he raised his hand to touch his shoulder, and when he looked at the snowman again, his eyes flashed thoughtfully.

He walked around the icy sea as usual, and chose a direction to explore in the distance. When he came back, he still didn't see any living things, but there was a snowman on the icy sea, which looked like he was fishing. look like.

It is more delicate and lively than the one he carved out, and I don't know when I have such a craft.

The other party was probably angry, that's why he refused to come out to see him, but Han Yan was in a very happy mood, and there were no living things around.

But there must be fish in this lake. When he was walking along the shore, he seemed to see a shadow.

Therefore, it is rare that he has the interest to have a good meal. Unfortunately, there are no trees around here, and he still has to go far to get enough firewood.

In his early years, Han Yan did not distinguish between five grains, although he was not too lazy to work, but he really knew nothing about cooking. He always believed in a gentleman who cooks far away, until later when he came to Jiaodong Palace, he learned a lot of trivial things. After coming down, I also learned a few things, at least I can cook this fish dish well.

It's a pity that he didn't bring any seasoning, so he could only eat it dry.

The fish tasted good, even if nothing was put in, it still had a faint sweet smell. Han Yan only ate one, and put the rest next to the snowman. He smiled flatteringly.

He was about to pull away, when suddenly someone pinned him down behind him, Han Yan turned around on the way to the ground, and kissed him passionately.

Slightly startled, he immediately turned his back on the guest, and severely bullied this bastard who dared to leave without permission.

Han Yan laughed, and didn't feel scared looking at the somewhat fierce face, holding his back tightly with both hands.

Looking at him coldly: "Now I'm smart! I've grown capable!"

Han Yan smiled flatteringly at him, kept rubbing her legs against him, her complexion changed again and again, and finally calmed down, glaring at Han Yan fiercely, she didn't make any other movements, turned over and sat up, went to the snowman Eat fish around.

Han Yan followed him step by step. She was probably starving these days, but she ate one in the blink of an eye, without even leaving a fishbone. Han Yan was afraid that he would get stuck, so she stared nervously at him.

This time he was very polite, but he refused to look at Han Yan. It was rare for Han Yan to see him play like this. At first, he felt fresh and everything went smoothly, but then he became a little bit sluggish. On the one hand, he also felt wronged, but on the other hand, he wanted to be with him very much. close close.

After all, he hadn't seen him these days, and he really missed this person so much, but the other person didn't realize it, and had been fighting coldly.

Why can't a big man speak?

Han Yan looked melancholy at the back, sneaked closer, turned over and stared at him, Han Yan leaned over, opened her mouth to kiss, her face was contemplative for a while, as if she was thinking about whether to avoid it.

Han Yan's heart skipped a beat, and before any thoughts came to her mind, she pounced on him and bit his lip viciously.

Han Yan tasted the bloody taste in his mouth, and bit it back not to be outdone.The two of them bit each other like puppies, and after a while, both caught fire.

Pushed Han Yan away violently, spread himself out on the snow to pant, thought for a while, seemed to feel uncomfortable, dragged Han Yan back, slapped her buttocks twice, and said viciously: "Aren't you going to run?! "

Han Yan nodded repeatedly, paused, and shook her head again, fearing that she didn't understand clearly, she opened her mouth and said, "One last time."

There was a sudden silence, Han Yan didn't know what he said was wrong, he lowered his eyes to see that the other person didn't have much expression on his face, but he could clearly feel that this person was very sad.

Han Yan also felt uncomfortable, and raised her hand to slowly rub his chest, as if this could dispel the depression.

His face became harder to see at a speed visible to the naked eye. He took a deep breath, hooked Han Yan's neck, pressed him firmly against his chest, and said in a rough voice, "Be honest!"

Han Yan was very innocent, she was dumb when she knew that she felt the stick poked on her thigh, she suppressed a smile and lay on her body obediently, even when the night fell, the surroundings were still bright, but it was a little dark, but it was enough to make Han Yan Yan sees her eyes clearly.

He was a little reluctant to sleep, and the sudden worry about gain and loss made him feel a little ridiculous, but even so, he still couldn't sleep, looking at this face, he seemed to be fascinated.

Han Yan fell asleep in the middle of the night, with her head tilted on her chest. The sudden weight made the other party frown, and then she raised her hand to put on his waist, hugging him even tighter.

It was a very peaceful night. When Han Yan woke up, he was not around. He looked around, and there was only a vast expanse of whiteness, baldness, and no sign of the snowman. When he was about to stand up, he saw a black spot approaching from far to near. He was holding something in his hand, blood dripping all the way, and he was dragging firewood that was twice the size of himself behind him.

There are few trees in this area, and Han Yan thinks that he probably brought back some of the nearest trees.

Han Yan couldn't help but want to laugh again, but a strange image came to his mind, and his heart suddenly softened. Now he really looks like a farmer who loves his wife in his fantasy, and he can hold a sickle in his hand .

Thinking about it, Han Yan lit the fire, roasted the bloody thing, and said, "I'll go for a walk later to get some wood, let's build a log cabin."

It's true, they don't know when they will be able to find that kind of medicine man, they can't be like this every day, even if they can bear it, they still can't bear it.

Han Yan put aside the matter of looking for someone for the time being, and planned to clear the thick snow, and she couldn't build the wooden house on the snow layer.

He glanced in the snow field, pointed to the snowman on the shore: "How about just over there?"

After the words fell, he was suddenly startled, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.