Chapter 57 Avalanche
Wen Rensu used the protruding rocks to gain leverage and reached the mountainside in a few breaths. The violent storm was roaring and the hem of his clothes was rustling.
At this time, the howling storm was carrying heavy snow, and visibility was very low. Even if one had a strong physique like Wen Rensu and his five senses were more sensitive than ordinary people, he still had to spend time to distinguish the direction.
Halfway up the mountain, the snow gradually changed, becoming like finely crushed white sugar. When I stepped on it, I felt a slight sinking feeling, making it difficult to land.
Although the journey was not easy, fortunately there were no dangers. When he picked the Jade Bone Orchid and put it into the peach wood box, Wen Ren Su breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go down the mountain.
Suddenly, Wen Rensu's ears moved slightly, and his eyes turned sharp. In the wind and snow, he caught a glimpse of a strange sound coming from the ice.
"Crack..."
The volume was extremely low, but it was too abrupt in the monotonous noise, indicating that something unexpected was about to happen.
Wen Rensu, who had a certain amount of knowledge about the wild, realized that something was wrong and an avalanche might be about to happen!
He cursed his bad luck in his heart, and with the energy in his dantian, he quickly rushed down the mountain with a body as light as a swallow. The oncoming hurricane was like a frost blade, scraping across his exposed skin and bringing a slight sting.
After half a cup of tea, the sound of the ice breaking became obvious. Now you can hear it without listening carefully, as if it is the rage of a mountain dragon.
“Boom…Boom…”
A huge noise came from behind, with a terrifying momentum that could destroy the world, as if the end of the world had come.
Wen Rensu turned his head and looked, his pupils constricted. The broken snow on the mountaintop cascaded down like a waterfall, sweeping up thousands of huge waves at an astonishing speed.
In the blink of an eye, the snowy waterfall approached, and a thick white mist enveloped the entire mountainside. At this moment, Wen Rensu was only a few feet away, as if the natural disaster would swallow him up in the next moment.
Faced with the crisis of his life hanging by a thread, Wen Rensu became more and more calm, forcing himself to break through the limits of his body, moving at an incredible speed, leaving an afterimage.
If you look through the clothes, you can see red lines quietly spreading from the limbs and bones, like tree crowns, outlining the entire skin. It looks very scary, but also has a hint of strange beauty.
This is the result of using some kind of evil skill, mobilizing a large amount of internal energy, and causing the body's meridians to rupture where they shouldn't. According to people who also practice this skill, the pain is like being bitten by countless insects in the body, especially in the dantian, making people want to stick a knife in and scratch it.
However, Wenren Su looked as if nothing had happened, not even frowning.
In fact, he could cross to other mountains to avoid the attack temporarily, but Ling Zheng was still at the foot of the mountain. He was now powerless, and if Wen Rensu did not go to rescue him, he could only wait to die.
With the death of the Son of Heaven, this small world fell apart. No matter what the purpose was, Wen Rensu could not stand idly by. He thought his panic was just that.
The cold wind rushed into his lungs, and Wen Rensu felt a sweetness in his throat. A mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it away with his fingertips casually. His steps were not disordered at all, and he even sped up a little.
The strange red line extended from the neck to the face, adding a bit of charm to Wen Rensu, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely oppressive. In a daze, he seemed to have turned back into the sinister guardian of the Cliff Valley.
Ling Zheng's hearing has improved a lot since he became blind. Not long after Wen Rensu discovered it, he also noticed the abnormality coming from the snow mountain.
He had never been to such a bitterly cold place. When he heard the strange noise, even though he didn't quite understand what was happening, a bad premonition flashed through his mind.
He ran in the opposite direction of the sound. With every step he took, his legs sank deep into the thick snow. Every time he pulled himself out, it felt like a thousand-pound burden was dragging on his feet, making walking extremely difficult.
Ling Zheng walked with all his strength for a while, but his strength was quickly depleted, his steps gradually became sluggish, his face was pale, but his thin eyelids and the tip of his nose were bright red.
He gasped for breath, and the breath he exhaled quickly condensed into white mist and dissipated in the air. His nose and throat were frozen by the cold, and he almost coughed up blood.
The sound of the ice breaking became obvious, and Ling Zheng's mood plummeted to the bottom. Even though he was exhausted, his feet were still walking mechanically.
At this pace, there was no way he could avoid it. Where could he flee? Faced with the torrential snow, all human resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree; it was futile.
When Ling Zheng realized the cruel truth, he fell into deep despair.
With Wen Rensu's martial arts skills, he should have no problem protecting himself. He must have been hiding well, right? He was risking his life for himself in the first place.
As for last night, that's it...
In that brief moment, countless thoughts raced through Ling Zheng's mind. His brain, like a revolving lantern, began to flash through memories from childhood to adulthood.
After Wen Rensu was infected with the love poison, she helped him escape from the Cliff Valley, taught him martial arts, went to the temple fair together, and there was a kiss in the illusion.
Their subsequent reunion was not harmonious, but fate still entangled them together.
He remembered the slightly raised corners of Wen Rensu's lips, the slender hands caressing his face, the soft lips and the reassuring breath...
Ling Zheng chewed on Wen Rensu's name, his eyes sore.
He then realized that apart from his parents, Wenren Su, this man, actually occupied such a large part in his memories.
Goodbye, Young Master Wenren.
He stood there, opening his arms slightly.
At this critical moment, a familiar voice rang out - "Hold me tight!"
A familiar body temperature tightly wrapped around Ling Zheng's stiff body. Before he could react, a blanket of snow piled up, sweeping across the foothills with overwhelming force, and the sparse vegetation was razed to the ground in an instant.
The huge impact force was unbearable for mortals. Wen Rensu felt a dull pain, as if his whole body was hit by stones. This also meant that the snow pile had sucked the two of them into it.
Wen Ren Su pulled Ling Zheng into his arms, and the two of them entangled themselves as one and slid forward.
"Plop, plop, plop..."
Ling Zheng felt Wen Rensu's heartbeat, strong and powerful. The imminent danger at this moment became an illusion, and only this voice remained in his mind. Thousands of words rushed to his heart, but they were stuck in his throat.
Surprisingly, Wenren Su came back. Isn't his attitude towards me just a plaything?
Suddenly, they were hit by a strong impact. Wen Rensu's chest shook and he groaned.
"Are you okay... um--" Ling Zheng had just opened his mouth when Xuxue fell into his mouth. He had no choice but to keep quiet and pinched Wen Rensu's arm to show his concern.
Wen Rensu responded briefly: "It's okay." Then the two of them quieted down and listened attentively to the changes around them.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the avalanche finally stopped. Looking around, the snow on the foothills was a pavilion height higher than before. Dead branches and rocks were visible in the snow, but there was no trace of human beings.
Ling Zheng heard the silence outside and quickly said, "Wen Rensu, let's dig it out."
After being covered in ice and snow for so long, even though they hugged each other to conserve heat, they were close to hypothermia and their bodies couldn't stop shivering.
Unexpectedly, Ling Zheng did not hear the answer.
"...heard someone complain?"
Ling Zheng's heart sank as he realized that Wen Rensu had not moved for some time. He pulled out his hand that was curled up in front of his chest and groped towards the part of the other party buried in the snow. He reached behind his back and felt his hands full of cold liquid.
It might be the snow water melted by body temperature - Ling Zheng deliberately did not speculate in the worst possible way.
Then he swept his head upwards and touched a rough, ridged dead branch, as thick as two fingers. It pierced vertically into his back, penetrating through several layers of clothing.
It was probably because of the violent collision just now that the dead branch pierced into him, but Wenren Su concealed it.
His hands couldn't help shaking. Ling Zheng licked his dry and cracked lips and tried his back again. It was all wet. He pulled back and sniffed it. It was indeed blood.
The rusty smell of the ice and snow itself concealed Wen Rensu's injuries. He had lost so much blood, no wonder he hadn't said a word since he answered that time.
Ling Zheng was instantly confused and slapped Wen Rensu's face slightly:
"Wenren Su! Can you hear me? Wenren Su! Wake up!" He called out in Wenren Su's ear, choking with a barely perceptible sob: "Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?"
Why, why are you so nice to me...
"Ahem... I heard it." Wen Rensu heard a familiar voice in a daze. The tone was so urgent that it pulled him back from the edge of sleep.
He patted Ling Zheng comfortingly and spoke weakly: "First... let's go out first."
Seeing that Ren Su was still conscious, Ling Zheng took a deep breath and forced himself to stay rational. He even behaved surprisingly calmly, revealing the ruthlessness that came from years of wandering in the martial arts world.
He first broke off the extra branches with all his strength, leaving only a small section remaining on the surface of his body and the part that was inserted into his flesh to avoid causing secondary damage.
Then, with the idea of recycling, he grabbed the broken branch and poked the thick snow pile into softness bit by bit, carefully pulling Wen Rensu to move.
At the critical moment, Ling Zheng burst out with amazing perseverance and finally got the two people up.
"How are you now?" Ling Zheng turned Wen Rensu to the side to avoid pressing on the wound and asked nervously.
Wen Rensu took out a peach wood box from his lapel and handed it to Ling Zheng.
"Eat it quickly, otherwise the effect of the medicine will dissipate and my efforts will be in vain." Wen Ren Su said with a faint smile.
It was clearly what he had longed for, and now it was in his hands, but Ling Zheng turned a deaf ear to it and insisted on forcing Wen Ren to tell him an answer: "I'm asking if you are okay now?"
He was at a loss and pressed Wenren Su's back to try to stop the bleeding, but it was just a drop in the bucket. Warm blood kept flowing out and quickly cooled down, repeating the process over and over again.
Ling Zheng was on the verge of collapse. At this moment, he hated himself for being blind and unable to see Wen Rensu's injuries and take any measures to treat him.
Wen Rensu's smile faded: "So what if I know." He didn't want to elaborate. Seeing Ling Zheng's insistence, he sighed and said helplessly: "I don't feel... well."
Hearing this answer, Ling Zheng's eyes became hot and he almost burst into tears. He hadn't experienced such despair in a long time. The last time was when he learned of his parents' death.
At first, when I heard that someone was injured, he didn’t tell me. He is the type of person who only reports good news and not bad news. Now that he says “not so good”, I’m afraid the situation is very bad.
He regretted it. He would rather be a useless person for the rest of his life than let Wen Rensu kill him again.
"You are so stupid!" Ling Zheng cursed.
How could there be such a foolish good person in this world who chose him, an unforgivable evil man, countless times...
He should have regretted it five years ago. Wen Rensu was clearly the last person in the world who treated him well. But the mission of revenge back then drove him on. He couldn't stop and shouldn't rely on anyone else.
Later, when they met again, he was actually very happy, but he suppressed his feelings. He had been ungrateful and had not helped her before. How could he have the nerve to appear in front of Wen Rensu again? How embarrassing!
So he even deceived himself, thinking that he was cold-hearted and not bound by anyone. It was not until this time that he truly understood his own heart.
Maybe it was too late now... He was trying so hard to hold back his tears that his whole body was shaking.
Wen Rensu lay on his side, breathing weakly, and spoke intermittently: "Since I have taken your body... I am your husband... It is only natural for a husband to protect his wife."
Ling Zheng was dumbfounded to find that Wen Rensu could still speak so arrogantly despite being seriously injured. A blush immediately appeared on his face. He felt embarrassed and annoyed, and opened his mouth to shout angrily: "Shut up!"
At the critical moment, Ling Zheng decided not to complain to Wen Ren for the time being. He held back his tears, curled his fingers slightly, touched the peach wood box, seemed to remember something, and then clutched the box tightly.
There is another way! Ling Zheng blinked, and two lines of tears flowed silently from the corners of his eyes, but it did not symbolize sadness, but the rekindling of hope.
"Wenren told you to hold on, I will save you." Ling Zheng said word by word.
The massive loss of blood was too much for even a god to bear. Wen Rensu's eyelids were already heavy, but upon hearing Ling Zheng's particularly serious oath, he couldn't help but smile with relief. He struggled to open his eyes and tugged at Ling Zheng's sleeve.
Ling Zheng lowered his head, understanding what she meant. Wen Ren Su slowly raised his hand and gently wiped away Ling Zheng's tears, "Don't cry, I'll wait for you."
Sacrificing one's life to protect Ling Zheng was an instinct to complete the mission, but this tear was a little hot. Wen Rensu thought to himself, rubbing his fingertips quietly.
There were many problems on this trip, some of which were carefully planned by individuals, but the series of accidents that occurred after the avalanche were completely beyond his control.
In the original book, Ling Zheng had never shown his ability to bring the dead back to life, and Wen Rensu could not judge what would happen next, but incredibly, he trusted Ling Zheng without any calculation.
I'll wait for you. In the final analysis, didn't Wen Rensu come here just for Ling Zheng?
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The author has something to say: This chapter was so well written, the love progress bar has been pulled up, it turns out that suffering is the catalyst for young lovers.
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