The glimmer of hope in Shen Ruoxi's heart also disappeared.
But she didn't expect that A Chong actually followed her. Could it be that he listened to her and chased her up the mountain that day?
"Don't worry, Awan grew up in the mountains. Even with her eyes closed, she can find a safe place to hide temporarily. She will definitely be able to hold on until we can rescue her."
Shen Ruoxi's shoulders sank. It turned out that the commander saw her sad face and came to comfort her.
She forced a smile and said "hmm".
It is now the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is the day when Hun Dun will recover his memory. Shen Ruoxi is worried that A Wan will be in trouble due to the landslide, and she is also worried that Hun Dun will be at a disadvantage after recovering his memory.
She shouldn't have been soft-hearted that day and said those words to the boy.
"It's bad, Commander. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, blocking the path leading to the mountain. The rescue team can't move forward at all."
"how so?"
The commander and Shen Ruoxi looked out the window at the same time, only to see that the snow was falling even heavier than before. Snowflakes were flying everywhere like sharp arrows, roaring and swallowing up everything in sight.
"The White Feather Clan has never encountered such a terrible snowfall..." The leader muttered to himself with a puzzled look on his face.
Obviously, if the snow doesn't stop, rescue will be impossible.
Shen Ruoxi recalled the scene at the foot of the mountain just now. The snow at that time was not high enough to block her eyes, and she vaguely saw black air filling the mountain.
Because she was too anxious at the time, she didn't take it too seriously. But now when she thinks about it carefully, she feels something is not right.
Shen Ruoxi took out a copper coin and calculated a fortune. When the result came out, Shen Ruoxi took a breath of cold air.
"Commander, how did you deal with the bodies of the 10,000 soldiers from the Southern Camp?" Shen Ruoxi asked.
The commander was stunned for a moment. "Didn't the princess say that they should be properly buried? I ordered the bodies to be transported to the mountains and buried."
"Are you sure it's really buried?" Shen Ruoxi asked again.
The commander seemed to realize that something was wrong and quickly called the person on duty that day to ask.
The woman hesitated, "Commander-in-chief, these ten thousand bodies are not a small number. If we want to bury them, I'm afraid it will take us three days and three nights to dig them all, so..."
"So what?" The commander's tone was stern, and the woman immediately knelt on the ground and told the truth.
"So I told them to just throw the body into the mountains."
Shen Ruoxi: …
No wonder there is such great resentment in the mountains, but there are also doubts about this matter. Generally speaking, even if the resentment is too great, it cannot form a scale unless it is deliberately guided by something.
The commander was furious: "Fool! So what if you dig for three days and three nights? Do you know the consequences? If you offend Lord Cheng Huang and endanger Awan's life, you will be blamed even if you die a thousand times!"
The woman was so frightened that she kowtowed repeatedly: "Commander, I know I was wrong. I am willing to die as an apology. I beg for forgiveness from Master Huang in exchange for Miss Awan's life."
As she spoke, the woman drew the dagger from her waist and pretended to commit suicide.
Shen Ruoxi frowned even tighter: "Even if you die, you can't change all this. Why don't you think about what else you can make up for it."
The woman stared at Shen Ruoxi blankly: "I, what else can I do..."
The commander also looked at Shen Ruoxi: "Princess, now that you know the reason, do you have a way to solve it and stop this heavy snow?"
Shen Ruoxi was silent for a moment: "If we want this snow to stop, the only way is to perform a ritual in the mountains to dissipate the resentment."
"But we can't get into the mountains now!" The commander scratched his head anxiously.
Shen Ruoxi sighed: "Just do it here, even if it's twice as effective, it's better than nothing."
After the altar was set up, Shen Ruoxi was about to open the altar when the high priest's voice came over.
"I'll go with you."
Not only Shen Ruoxi was surprised, but also the other people of the Baiyu Clan. They had no idea that the high priest knew Taoist magic.
Only the commander did not show any surprise, and explained in a low voice to Shen Ruoxi.
"My elder sister was born with spiritual bones. She was once deceived by an old pervert and learned magic for a year."
Shen Ruoxi: …
Wow, the melon field is open again, and the high priest is actually her senior sister!
The memorial service is in progress, but the situation in the mountains is not optimistic.
The blizzard swirled and blew people away. Awan was quick-witted and quick-handed. She grabbed the boy's hand with one hand and hugged the trunk of the tree with the other hand, thus preventing the boy from being swept away by the wind and snow.
However, this situation obviously cannot last long.
The roots of the big tree began to loosen and gradually showed signs of being uprooted.
"There is a cave behind us, let go and hide in it!" A Chong shouted with all his might.
Awan pursed her lips and said nothing.
"If you continue like this, you will die too. Let go!" A Chong struggled.
The girl stubbornly clung to the boy and forcefully uttered three words: "Impossible!"
A Chong's eyes were red. He glanced to the side and saw a vortex that seemed to have a soul, rapidly rolling towards A Wan.
The boy cursed inwardly.
He clenched his back teeth and spread out his palms, and a black mist gradually gathered under the boy's palms.
Just when the vortex was about to swallow Awan, the young man suddenly exerted force and then rushed towards Awan.
The force was so great that it knocked the two men into the cave behind them. Then a large rock fell, blocking the wind and snow outside the cave.
With two "bang" sounds, the two men fell in different corners.
"Awan!" A Chong rolled and crawled towards the girl, and saw blood oozing from Awan's forehead. She had actually hit the mountain wall and lost consciousness.
Panic spread from the boy's eyes. He pried the girl's arms apart with rapid breathing and placed two fingers on her pulse.
He spread out his palms again and gathered the black mist.
This time he carefully covered the girl's heart with the black mist. Gradually, the girl's breathing began to become steady and the wound on her forehead healed.
Seeing this, the young man finally breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
He didn't care at all, just wiped it roughly with his sleeve, then carefully picked up the girl and placed her on a pile of soft hay beside him.
With two chirps, a furry little yellow head popped out from the girl's hood.
A Chong reached out and took the little thing out of the girl's hood. It turned out to be a young yellow beast.
"Stupid little chicken, it was because of saving you that Awan was in danger."
Hinayana Huang howled, leaving a tooth mark on the back of the boy's hand.
Ah Chong hissed and suddenly smiled, but his smile was a little bitter.
"You're right. She was in danger because she wanted to save me..."
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