Chapter 427 The wind and snow block the road, a strange dream

Chapter 427 The wind and snow block the road, a strange dream

In order to find the caravan that might be stuck somewhere, they walked in the opposite direction from the snowfield, and in order to save fuel as much as possible, they chose to do so during the day.

But not long after leaving the camp, it suddenly became dark.

Although the location here has left the scope of the polar night, the days are still extremely short and irregular.

At this moment, darkness enveloped everything. There were no stars or moon in the sky, and even the road underfoot could not be seen clearly.

In desperation, Liang Xin'an and Jing Rou could only light up the lighting truck and move forward with difficulty.

Fortunately, for this operation of the two of them, Kong Xiangdong squeezed out a large barrel of kerosene from the already small reserve, which was enough for them to use for two days and two nights.

But even the modified lighting car could only illuminate a short section of the road ahead, and the rest was absorbed by the darkness that was so thick that it seemed to have a tangible substance.

In this case, the average person cannot walk very far without losing their way.

Fortunately, the two of them were fully prepared before coming out.

Jing Rou took out a compass from her arms and started to identify the direction while walking.

Huang Liang gave this to him before leaving.

Although this thing is not unusual, it is a treasure that Huang Liang has used for many years. It is not only accurate in positioning, but also has strong anti-interference ability.

Relying on this, Huang Liang can accurately locate in the deep mountains and find precious mineral deposits.

But in this current environment, even such a special compass has become less useful.

The pointer kept trembling as if drunk, and could only vaguely indicate a general direction.

After walking forward for a while, Liang Xin'an suddenly felt a slight chill on her face. When she looked up, she realized that snowflakes had drifted from the sky at some point.

In an instant, heavy snow covered the road under our feet.

Not only that, the cold wind also howled, and the climate instantly became very bad.

Jing Rou wiped the snow off her face and spat hard, "Damn, what a damn weather!"

"Senior brother, this can't go on like this!" Liang Xin'an said solemnly.

He was not afraid of the mere wind and snow, but he was worried that once the snow continued to fall, it would definitely hinder the two of them's next actions.

"Let's walk and see first. If it doesn't work, find a place with leeward to rest for a while." Jing Rou said in a deep voice.

The next journey became more and more difficult. The two of them took turns pushing the lighting truck, and it took them half an hour to walk four or five miles.

At this time, the snow was so heavy that it formed a continuous sheet, and everything as far as the eye could see was white.

The good news is that the darkness fades a lot under the light of the snow.

The bad news is that under the thick snow, all visible reference points have disappeared.

It is undoubtedly extremely dangerous to travel in such circumstances.

Even if there is a compass to guide you, you cannot see the deviation when you are on the road due to the lack of reference objects.

As a result, you may deviate from the direction while walking.

In desperation, the two had no choice but to rest in a leeward place, preparing to wait for the wind and snow to subside before continuing on their way.

In order to save kerosene, Liang Xin'an dimmed the lights a lot, and then put on a cold-proof cloak.

Jing Rou dug out some dead branches from the snowdrift, dipped them in kerosene and lit them, then built a bonfire.

Then Jing Rou took out a small kettle from her luggage, dug out some snow, put it in, and put it on the fire.

After a while, the snow in the stove melted and boiled. Jing Rou took out some dried meat that had been minced in advance from a small jar and threw it into the kettle.

The meat porridge cooked in this way can not only warm the body, but also greatly replenish physical strength and calories.

And in this violent storm, any bit of heat is extremely precious.

Liang Xin'an watched from the side and couldn't help but admire Jing Rou's rich experience in surviving in the wild.

At this time, the meat porridge was also ready. After a few mouthfuls, Liang Xin'an felt that her whole body became warm.

But at this time, the wind and snow outside were still there, and it was getting worse. It seemed that it would not stop in a short time.

Jing Rou's expression became very ugly.

As someone who has visited Wuwanghai several times, he is well aware of the horror of such snowstorms.

No matter what level of warrior you are, you have to stay calm when encountering this kind of weather.

Because if you are not careful, you may completely lose your direction. At that time, no matter how powerful you are, your body will be destroyed.

At this time, Liang Xin'an also realized that something was wrong. She came closer to Jing Rou and said in a deep voice, "Senior brother, how about we go back to the camp first?"

In Liang Xin'an's view, he had just left the camp not long ago, and he probably hadn't gone far yet.

But Jing Rou shook her head, "I can't walk anymore. I don't know what is interfering in this area, causing the compass to point very unstable."

"If the weather is normal, it won't be a big deal. Just rely on your eyes to correct the direction and the direction will not deviate."

"But now that the snow is covering us, we have lost our reference target and any action may lead to a path of no return."

Jing Rou is not being alarmist.

When driving on a snowy field, the most important thing is to find reference points, otherwise the boundless white snow will easily turn into a white hell, making you sink into it unknowingly. By the time you realize it, it is already too late.

Liang Xin'an nodded.

He knew that he had very little experience in surviving in the wild, especially in this kind of snowy field, so he asked Jing Rou for her opinion on everything.

"Then we can't go anywhere now?"

"That's right, let's wait here for the time being and wait for the wind and snow to pass before we go on our way."

Even though Jing Rou can be very irritable at times and is ready to hit people with thunderbolts at every turn, she is extremely cautious and sober when it comes to such important matters of life and death.

"Okay, then I'll set up the tent."

Before setting off, Kong Xiangdong specially prepared a set of lightweight tents for the two of them in case of emergency.

Liang Xin'an first cleared an area on the ground, then set up a tent and packed the four corners with snow.

After a lot of work, Jing Rou pushed the lighting cart to the side of the tent and adjusted the brightness to the lowest level.

The reason why it was not completely extinguished was because Jing Rou was worried that the ensuing extreme cold would freeze the fire, which would be troublesome.

Then he and Liang Xin'an moved the bonfire into the tent.

Even though this tent is very light, because of the exquisite materials, it has excellent thermal insulation, and the temperature inside will rise quickly.

At this time, the wind outside became louder and louder, almost like a howling wolf.

Even Liang Xin'an was secretly frightened at this moment.

After all, he had never seen such a violent storm before.

Fortunately, there was the obstruction of the tent and the warm bonfire, which slowly calmed down Liang Xin'an's heart.

Jing Rou took out a wine bag and placed it by the fire to roast slowly for a while, then unscrewed the stopper and handed it to Liang Xin'an.

"Drink a few sips of wine to warm yourself up!"

Liang Xin'an took the wine bag, drank a few gulps, and then let out a long breath.

"Damn, it's really a bad start. It snowed heavily not long after we left the camp."

Jing Rou also took the wine bag, took a sip slowly, and then said in a deep voice: "There is something strange about this snowstorm."

Liang Xin'an was startled and immediately asked: "Why do you say that?"

"Because this snowstorm is really big. You have to know that in the past years, such snowstorms rarely happened even on the coast of Wuwu Sea, let alone on the edge of the northern snowfield."

"Is it related to the black ship?" Liang Xin'an asked in a deep voice.

Jing Rou shook her head, "No one dares to say this, but it's definitely not normal."

Liang Xin'an felt her heart heavy when she heard this.

Before coming here, he thought that although this mission was difficult, there was nothing that could stop him in front of the well-prepared Guanzong, which even had cannons.

As a result, as soon as I arrived, I was slapped in the face by these accidents one after another.

First it was the ghost monkey, and then the camp was blocked by some unknown force.

When he and Jing Rou finally walked out of the camp, they encountered this rare snowstorm again.

Each of these things is indeed strange and strange.

The tent fell into silence, and the two of them drank the wine from the wine bag in silence.

This wine was specially prepared by Yang Zhan for the two of them. Not only was it highly alcoholic, but it also contained medicinal materials that could relax the muscles and activate blood circulation.

While drinking, Liang Xinan felt sleepy.

Although he had been very alert to remind himself not to sleep, his eyelids seemed to be hung with heavy weights, and he could not open them.

After a moment, Liang Xin'an felt herself falling into darkness.

I don't know how long it took, but Liang Xin'an suddenly woke up from the cold.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on the ground. The fire next to him had long been extinguished, with only a few faint sparks flickering.

The tent was as cold as an ice cellar.

Liang Xin'an struggled to get up from the ground, and then saw her senior brother Jing Rou lying on the other side of the fire.

He walked forward and said, "Brother, wake up!"

But there was no movement at all from Jingrou, and she couldn't even hear her breathing.

Liang Xin'an was startled and immediately bent down to turn Jing Rou's body.

Jing Rou's body had already been frozen as hard as ice, but when Liang Xin'an turned it over with great effort, she saw a horrifying scene.

Jing Rou was seen smiling, her eyes slightly open, and maggots were moving in and out of her nostrils.

Liang Xin'an screamed in fright, and then sat up from the ground suddenly.

"What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?" Jing Rou's voice came to her ears.

Liang Xin'an looked back with lingering fear and saw Jing Rou sitting by the fire looking at her with a trace of doubt on her face.

Liang Xin'an took a deep breath and nodded, "Well, it was a dream!"

"Haha, I saw that you were a little drunk just now. After lying on the ground, you fell asleep. Seeing that you slept so soundly, I didn't call you!"

After saying that, Jing Rou stood up and said, "It's okay. The wind and snow have stopped. Get up and hurry up!"

"The snow has stopped?" Liang Xin'an was startled, and then listened carefully, and sure enough, she found that the wind sound like a howling wolf was no longer outside.

Although she was still a little confused as to why such a heavy snowstorm stopped so quickly, Liang Xin'an quickly got up and followed Jing Rou outside the tent.

really.

The wind and snow have indeed stopped, the earth is completely white, and the air is as clear as if it has been washed.

The lights of the lighting truck were still on at this time. Jing Rou stepped forward and started to take care of it. Then she ordered without looking back: "Go and put the tent away, and then we get up and get on our way."

"Oh, okay!" Liang Xin'an responded, then turned around and prepared to pack up the tent.

But at this moment, as if he remembered something, he suddenly asked: "Senior Brother Jing!"

"Um?"

"Do you remember what my nickname is?"

Jing Rou was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask suddenly." Liang Xin'an said calmly.

"Isn't your name Xiao An?"

"Well, Senior Brother Jing, keep busy!"

Jing Rou lowered her head and was about to pack up the lighting truck when Liang Xin'an raised her hand and fired a crossbow.

With such a close distance and no defense, Jing Rou certainly couldn't escape.

But the strange thing is that after the popping sound, Jing Rou's body did not bleed, but quickly shriveled up like a deflated rubber ball.

Liang Xin'an sneered: "You really think you can deceive me with this trick? I don't have a nickname at all!"

Following his words, the picture in front of him began to shake, and then suddenly shattered.

When Liang Xin'an opened her eyes again, the fire in front of her was burning brightly.

Jing Rou used a wooden stick to gently stir the coals inside to make them burn more fully.

The wind was blowing wildly outside the tent, but inside the tent it was as warm as spring.

Liang Xin'an wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and let out a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Jing Rou looked up and smiled.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare."

"Oh? Nightmares? With your current level of cultivation, you shouldn't be!" Jing Rou said strangely.

You must know that after a warrior reaches a certain level of cultivation, he will almost never dream again.

Liang Xin'an smiled bitterly, "I didn't know, I just squinted briefly and ended up having a dream within a dream, and I saw you, senior brother, in the dream..."

"What's wrong with me?"

"I dreamed that, senior brother, you died once and were disguised by other unknown things..."

"Die once? Is that so?"

After saying that, Jing Rou raised her head, a strange smile appeared on her face, and maggots were going in and out of her nostrils.

"Fuck!" Liang Xin'an jumped up and got up from the ground again.

"What's wrong?" Jing Rou, who was also half asleep, quickly sat up and asked.

But looking at the familiar face of his senior brother, Liang Xin'an felt nothing but chills in her heart.

He quickly moved back, secretly pulled the trigger of the hand crossbow, and then asked in a deep voice.

"What's my name, what's my nickname?"

"Xin'an, are you sleepy? What's your nickname?" Jing Rou asked with a puzzled look on her face.

Liang Xin'an breathed a sigh of relief, then released the trigger, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, don't blame me for being cautious, I just dreamed of you..."

"What did you dream about me?" Jing Rou said quietly, a strange smile looming at the corner of her mouth.