Yuanshin, no one knows the harem better than me

Outside the camp, there was a faint light. It was the last night, and there were at least two hours before the night storm stopped.

wait?Can't wait.

It is impossible to predict the dire consequences of braving the storm... But Walnut's fading breath and chest that no longer rises and falls are heralding the coming bad news.

There has never been a more dire time than now.

Xia Tian forcefully bit his lips with his teeth, and licked his own blood with the tip of his tongue, so that his will would not be affected by the wind and snow.

He let go of Hu Tao's hand and left the bed, feeling even warmer... Hu Tao's side was colder than the cold night.

When she got up, the fluttering quilt made Walnut's beloved big hat askew.

Walnut said that the hat is the Hall of Death

But grandpa has a strong physique, and his head is more than two circles bigger than a walnut.

So, she spent a day and a night dismantling and mending it by herself, and changed the old hat to her own size.

There are also plum blossoms that I planted by myself, and they are made into ornaments and pinned to the side. The tentacles are like soft mist, and they smell fragrant.

The hat that grandpa gave her is a unique treasure in the world, and she always shows it off to people around her, saying: This hat has magical powers, it can protect the sun from evil, and keep you safe!

Xia Tian listened to it at the time, and just laughed it off as nonsense, but now, I hope this hat is so magical.

Do you really have the magic power to keep her safe?At least... Please help me take care of her for a while.

Xia Tian put on a loose hat for Hu Tao, kissed her forehead, and whispered in her ear: "You wait for me here, I will be back soon."

Where is he going?Who else can help her in Longji Snow Mountain?Who else can help him at this time?

Xia Tian is not so naive, and naturally knows that Hu Tao's situation is different from that of Mona.

Mona is just sick, her soft body, her hot breath, and her rushing heartbeat can all be felt so substantively.

As for Hu Tao, the body has lost its vitality, as if the soul has abandoned this body...and has gone to a place that can no longer be touched.

In a world with gods, just believe in gods once.

Xia Tian left all the warm clothes on Walnut's body. He was bare-chested, not caring about how many frostbites he had added, and not caring that those blackened and dry wounds were cracking again.

He rushed out of the tent where he was staying, and ran in the face of the wind and snow, on the mountain road completely covered by snow. No one could control the chaotic and manic elements. Steep sections require hands-on climbing.

The cold made him numb to physical pain, which was perhaps one of the few good things that happened.

Xia Tian remembers that not far from here, there is a wind god statue.

He found it there.

The idol is connected to the thoughts of the gods, and the words of prayer can be heard here.

The idol is connected to the end of the leyline, and the words of prayer can be known here.

He put his hands as red as chervil on the statue of the god, praying devoutly, and said something softly.

As always, the idol did not give any response.

Then, Xia Tian jumped directly from the high platform where the statue stood, trying to unfold the Wind Wings, but in such a snowstorm, the Wind Wings couldn't maintain balance, and the frozen joints couldn't spread out their arms to control.

It was almost a direct fall of free fall, but fortunately, the thick snow slowed down the damage.

This is not an accident after recklessness, this is the fastest way Xia Tian can think of.

He just wanted to get back to Hutao quickly, he didn't stop, he got up and walked back along the mountain road that was covered by two layers of snow again.

In just 10 minutes, the walnuts by the campfire had lost all signs of life.

His skin was covered in frost, and the quilts and coats that protected him were useless.

Xia Tian didn't let sadness and panic disturb his will, his purpose was very clear, he had to bring walnuts down the mountain, and he couldn't stay in this ghost place anymore.

He hugged the walnut whole with a quilt, and then tied it tightly with those few ropes, carrying it on his back like a rice dumpling.

Xia Tian carried the walnut on his back and opened the tent at the foothold.

The blizzard was still in front of me, and it became even more arrogant, as if saying: I will not let you leave Longji Snow Mountain!You all have to die here!

It is right to say that if you brave the wind and snow in the cold night, you will only lose consciousness in the cold, and then sleep forever under the white snow.

However, Xia Tian didn't give other options in his mind, even if he died a hundred times, he had to break through.

He grabbed a dagger-sharp ice spike from the rock wall beside him, and pierced it into his palm fiercely.

The red blood flow carried the temperature of the body, dripped along the fingers, and condensed into ice before reaching the ground.

Xia Tian clenched his fists tightly and tightly pinched the wound with his fingers, preventing the cold wind from freezing the wound.

This pain will keep his brain awake, make his limbs stronger, and make the fluid in his blood vessels turbulent.

Although he failed to pull the hook in the end, he will never forget the oath he once made to "not let Walnut die".

"We're going down the mountain now. After we go down the mountain, someone must be able to save you...I won't let you leave like this."

"...Even if you die, I will go to the "Realm of Life and Death" and bring your soul back!So...don't try to run! "

Xia Tian carried the walnuts wrapped in the quilt, and sometimes trembled or slowed down, but no one in the world could stop his pace.

Whether it's a freezing night or a piercing injury, no one can stop this resolute heart.

Chapter 510 Six, Walnut's Monologue

Maybe it's because he was upside down at the age of three, sleeping soundly in a coffin at the age of six, and studying funerals at the age of eight...

I have always been regarded as a very strange person.

Grandpa always told me, what will you do when you grow up like this, everyone avoids you, afraid that no one will dare to marry you!

At that time, I was still young, so I didn't understand the meaning of marriage, I only knew that grandpa was laughing at me.

But I didn't care at all, because the uncles and aunts around me were very nice. Although they always saw me frowning, they didn't get bored with me or avoid me... Well, it seems that there are still a few people who don't like me very much.

You have to say sorry, Hu Tao won't bother you anymore.

Think about it, I have been in the church since I was eight years old, studying funeral rituals.

They praised me as a genius in the funeral industry, and I was very happy... But now I feel, are they making fun of me?

In short, I love this job that is shunned by others.

The so-called yin and yang are orderly and fate is impermanent, death is unpredictable but has its rules... This profession has made me used to death.

I have seen too many tears of seeing off my loved ones, too many mourners who were so sad that they fainted, and even accompanied by...

In the past, I would think that the Sri Lankan people have passed away, and the living should be cherished more. There is nothing to cry about.

When my grandfather left, I realized that some things don’t make sense, so I can say “Well, I’m sad, but I won’t cry” and then I really don’t cry.

"Born at the moment of life, and dying at the moment of death. Follow your own heart and do what others do."

This is what my grandfather said, and I understood it, so I woke up from the confusion of losing a loved one.

I thought that when I left, I could be as free and easy as my grandfather... I thought it would be like this.

Maybe remember not saying goodbye to friends, and feel a little sorry.

Maybe you will feel very regretful because you have not revived the Hall of Death.

But for death, I have nothing to fear, because life and death are common things, I have seen too many...

When I chose to use my soul as a medium to open the "world of life and death", when the soul and body gradually became estranged, I thought that I might die.

It is my job to save the undead. If I sacrifice my life for this, I can redeem those undead souls and help them... Is it the so-called "deserving death"?

No regrets, no failures, no regrets... That should be a very easy way to leave, this should be a very easy way to leave.

But no, not at all free and easy.

Are you really leaving, are you really leaving?Only then did I realize how reluctant I was.

The strength and fragility of people are far beyond one's imagination.

I could hold back my tears and sadness, and said to him with a smile: Big lascivious brother, Walnut might really be dying this time!

When I heard his reluctant retention and pleading... I would collapse in an instant.

If it wasn't for you who hugged me tightly in the wind and snow...

If it wasn't for you who humbled you in the dark...

Lustful big brother, why do you pretend to be crying?

If you don't laugh, how can I lie to myself that it doesn't matter?

If you don't let go, how can I convince myself that "death is not terrible"?

All of this is your fault!

It is only because I have felt your warm embrace that I have become so cowardly.

Only then did I realize... I don't want to die yet!

Yeah, why should I die?

I'm only 16 and I haven't even had alcoholic plum wine yet!I still have a lot of things I want to do when I grow up... I still have a lot of things I want to confirm.

Even if the soul is used as a medium, it is not guaranteed to die, right?Why is my luck so bad?Why don't you give me a little more time?

...Is it because some people are lonely, so you want Walnut to help them relieve their boredom?

Even if I go there, I won't tell you jokes, and I will write poems to scold you!

Anyway, that's it.

I, the hall of death

Not too bad an ending.

At least he died in this snow-capped mountain with a fair view, at least he died in the arms of a guy who couldn't hate him at all.

Ah, speaking of that guy...will he come to me the way I went to find my grandpa?

What if you really went to Wuwangpo, but I didn't wait for you?Would it be rude?

Hmm... In view of the possibility that you will come to me, the hall master will reluctantly wait for you there for a while.

Just wait for a while, you must come to me after you are done with Mond's work!

Well, there is something I want to tell you.

Don't get me wrong, I don't like to confess or something...

Although you're a good guy, you're not at all... not enough to make me like it enough to say it.

Of course, if you're willing to work a little harder...it's not impossible.

Give you a chance!I will wait for you to come to me.

By the way, you must come to me alive. If you also become a soul, I will definitely walk away without talking to you.

Absolutely, absolutely, not talking to you!

So, I wish you well.

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The footprints in the snow were quickly refilled, and no one knew whether someone had passed by.

The shirtless youth continued to walk forward, and the ice and snow even built a nest on him.

Is it daylight?Has the blizzard stopped?where is thisHave you ever left Longji Snow Mountain?

My vision has long been blurred, my ears are gone, and I don't know if my legs are still walking, because I can't feel anything.

The body is just a clockwork mechanism, ordered to move forward.

It seems that I have just passed a wooden bridge, the smell seems to be a little warmer, and there seems to be a figure walking in front of me...

"Walnut, look, have we gone down the mountain, can we see the sun, is it time to get up..."

There was no reply, and Xia Tian continued to move forward mechanically.

The northern camp of Longji Snow Mountain is the garrison point of the West Wind Knights, and it is also the last rest point for many adventurers before entering Longji Snow Mountain.

The scale is not large, but there are many people.