As the three of them walked, the snow fell heavier and heavier.
There's no end in sight for the trail.
The blizzard closed the road.
On either side were low houses built of pebbles, staggered and crooked, and the cracks between the stones were filled with snow as thick as cotton.
The chimney with a low roof stretched out long forearm bones, holding a red lantern of the underworld.
"What the hell is this place!" King Hui drew his sword and walked cautiously beside Lu Zhenzhi and Fu Tong'er.
The snow was so heavy that I couldn't see the road ahead, and it was getting heavier.
Fu Tong'er, wrapped in a red fox fur cloak, felt a little cold and couldn't help but move closer to Jiu Ye.
This red-blood fox fur cloak was custom-made by Lu Zhenzhi when Fu Tong'er first moved into Jiu Ye's residence. It was made of genuine materials and the cloak was very warm.
"Where are we? Why is it so cold..." Fu Tong'er already had a knife wound in her abdomen, and now she hunched over and clung to the arms of the tall and strong Jiu Ye. "Brother Lu Jin, I'm still so cold. Is this cloak really made of red blood fox fur?"
Lu Zhenzhi glanced down, then pulled up his black fox fur cloak and gathered Fu Tong'er into his arms. "Of course. How could the gift I gave you be fake?"
Wouldn't that be a slap in the face of Master Lu Jiu?
Also send a fake...
Lu Zhenzhi stopped, pulled up the other side of his fox fur cloak, and held Fu Tong'er against his chest to keep her warm. "Qixuan, look at the map and see where the Dwarf Snow Village is. Don't walk blindly. Your little aunt can't walk those roads."
King Hui's mouth twitched, and he wiped the snow off his face with a palm. He chuckled and shook the snow on the map. Strangely, the snow fell on the map but did not wet it.
"Ninth Uncle, she's not a child, how could she be so precious..."
As he said this, he glanced back and saw...
Fu Tong'er's entire little body, along with the red-blood fox fur cloak, was gathered into Jiu Ye's tall and strong arms.
He couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Really, showing off all the time. She's not the Ninth Prince's daughter, yet she's still so tight..."
After saying that, he looked back at the map. Jiu Ye had circled a spot on the map with cinnabar. Next to it, he saw a small house with the words "Dwarf Snow Village" written on it.
According to the direction...
King Hui took the map, raised it, and then lowered his head to look at the map.
"Ninth Uncle, this is the Dwarf Snow Village."
No one responded to him.
He turned around and said, "Uncle Nine, this is the village of dwarfs..."
Fu Tong'er was being held up by Lu Zhenzhi's chin under the vast snow, and was being kissed and lifted up to his chest in his strong arms, gently caressing...
“Really…”
King Hui couldn't help but laugh, and walked back to Jiu Ye and Fu Tong'er, watching the two of them kissing each other in ecstasy.
Then he helplessly put his hands on his hips.
"Ninth Uncle, could you please consider that I am here?"
Fu Tong'er blushed when she heard the voice, and was startled for a moment. She pushed Jiu Ye, placed her hands on his chest, closed her eyes, and pursed her lips: "Your nephew is still..."
Then he lowered his head and smiled in shame.
"What do you mean I'm still here? Am I disturbing you?" King Hui said angrily. "Tong'er, if you hadn't divorced me, my kissing skills would be better than Uncle Nine's."
"Get lost..." Fu Tong'er muttered softly, "Who wants to do that with you..."
Lu Zhenzhi held the edge of his fox fur cloak, still holding Fu Tong'er in his arms. He lowered his eyes to glance at King Hui and said, "Qixuan, don't be rude to your little aunt! Have you found the village I asked you to find?"
"I found it, it's right here!" King Hui sighed, "They kiss every day, in prison, and here too. I turn my head and they kiss again. Uncle Nine never tires of it."
Fu Tong'er lowered her head and smiled shyly, holding Jiu Ye's chest and slowly leaning forward, her snow-white silk fluttering in the wind.
I don't know when the wound on my lower abdomen stopped hurting.
Lu Zhenzhi lowered his eyes to look at Fu Tong'er's little appearance, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, saying to King Hui: "Qixuan, when can you be more steady? When encountering this matter, don't come to disturb me."
King Hui glanced at Fu Tong'er's shy and smiling face, and pointed the map to Master Jiu: "Hey, Uncle Jiu, we are here now, the Dwarf Snow Village, but, I don't see the cemetery..."
At this moment, a door creaked open and three dwarves, less than a foot tall, walked out. They all had curly blond hair and wore ragged cowhide coats that were cut haphazardly and looked strange.
A necklace made of fangs hangs around her neck. Her large, bony, and slender fingers are extremely disproportionate to her body.
There are seven or eight colorful star diamond rings on her fingers.
At this moment, all the stone doors, one by one, two by two, and two rows of them, opened outwards. As the doors opened, the snow fell down with a crash...
The cold wind suddenly stopped and the heavy snow stopped.
A dwarf about one foot tall walked out of each of those doors.
Every dwarf has sharp teeth. Their neatly arranged teeth are exposed, black and dirty.
They held the low door, each holding a thin, white silver snake in his hand.
King Hui drew his sword and was about to speak when Lu Zhenzhi, holding Fu Tong'er, whispered, "Qixuan, don't be impulsive. This is an ancient tomb, and this is an illusion."
After that, he took out a piece of sweet frozen pear cake and fed it to Fu Tong'er: "Eat it, dear."
Fu Tong'er ate it without hesitation, and after a while she didn't feel so cold anymore, and even felt a little warm.
She took off her fox fur cloak and left Lu Zhenzhi's arms.
Lu Zhenzhi wanted to hug her again, but was pushed away.
"It's hot, you're too hot, don't hug me." Fu Tong'er said.
Lu Zhenzhi: “…”
King Hui smiled, and when he saw the dwarf coming towards him, he immediately drew his sword to stop him!
"Qixuan, eat it!" Lu Zhenzhi gave a piece to King Hui and ate a piece himself.
After King Hui ate the frozen pear paste, the dwarf snow village in front of him disappeared.
The two rows of small houses with red lanterns lit with corpse oil were transformed into two rows of large coffins with carved dragons!
Whose coffin is this!
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