Cold wind and cool snow.

Master Kongkong stood in the snow like a sculpture, frowning and his face calm.

A thin cassock seemed to be able to ignore the biting cold.

With his lifelong Buddhist practice, he was proficient in Buddhism and proficient in demons.

After all, Buddhas and demons are opposite. While studying Buddhism carefully, the opposite demons are also quite familiar with each other. Only by printing them together can we make rapid progress.

The demons of the Taoist heart have existed since time immemorial. With Master Kongkong’s understanding, no one can reach the point of Chen Dong’s command like an arm!

While perfectly transforming the Taoist Heart Seed into help, it can now appear and stop immediately. This is really weird!

While shocked, Master Kongkong also felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

The demonic energy that appeared from time to time made him only sure that Chen Dong should be alive now, but the specific location was simply impossible to detect.

He was indeed able to detect the demonic energy the most clearly, and could distinguish the specific direction, which took time.

This is like tracking and positioning the phone. Only when the time is enough can you determine the specific location, otherwise everything will be empty talk.

"Amitabha."

After a while, Master Kongkong stretched his eyebrows, folded his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name solemnly, and said helplessly: "The Tao is right next to the donor, I really have a problem for me."

After saying that.

He closed his eyes and was silent for a moment.

When I opened my eyes again, my expression was light and the ancient well was without waves.

"Should you like the flow."

With a soft murmur, Master Kongkong clasped his hands together, no longer distinguished the direction, nor did he deliberately investigate, but took a random step towards one direction.

...

Time passes by like a flash of time.

The dazzling whiteness is the eternal main color of the snowfield.

It is covered in silver and covered in snow.

The small village has also been restored and rebuilt.

Calm and peaceful.

The only difference from when Chen Dong arrived at the beginning was the snow-white graves standing outside the village.

Early that morning.

Chen Dong followed Alang and his son, as well as a group of young and middle-aged people in the village, and returned to the village in the wind and snow.

One night hunting gave them a lot of rewards.

As soon as we entered the village, we welcomed the left-behind villagers.

"Ah Dog, thanks to you, everyone will have a great harvest this time!"

While talking and laughing, Alang wiped the snow-filled mantle on his face without hiding his appreciation for Chen Dong.

The words immediately attracted the laughter of young and middle-aged people around him.

"Yes! This is the first time I have seen A Gou so violently, chasing the snow wolf alone, and sucking the beast to death!"

"Hahahaha... I just said that Ah Gou is a good hunter, and he is indeed right!"

"Brothers, I have something to say before. This hunting will bring great harvests all depend on Ah Dog. Just that bear is blind. If we had to work hard for a long time, Ah Dog will do it alone. This time we will divide the prey.

A dog must have more points!"

...

A middle-aged man said with a hearty laugh.

This statement did not arouse opposition, and everyone nodded in agreement.

For villagers on the snow field, hunting is the best way to get food in small villages like them.

Normally, everyone would go out to hunt in groups of three or three to make up for the family income.

At a specific time, the village will also form teams to go out hunting together, with the purpose of ensuring that everyone can live in such an extremely cruel environment with the most basic living conditions.

Even so, in the past, people went out to hunt and had only gained little.

But this time, with Chen Dong's joining, every hunting is like a divine help. Almost as long as you see the prey, there is no possibility of failure, and you will be in your pocket.

The rare mistakes were made two or three times, because someone made noise in advance and was shocked to find out about the prey, causing the prey to escape in advance.

This group hunt alone is almost equivalent to the two or three group hunts in the past!

"Okay, okay, all the good guys in the village."

The old woman was surrounded by women and children, smiling at everyone, with a look of relief.

People are respected, especially in the cruel and extreme environment of the heavy snowfield, it is already a treasure-like existence to have an old man like an old woman in the small village.

This is why when the old woman insisted on keeping Chen Dong, she did not encounter too fierce opposition.

Now, Chen Dong's performance has also successfully untied everyone's hearts. This is the old woman's most gratifying thing.

The harvest has immersed the entire village in a joyful atmosphere.

After the load of prey is transported into the village, it is divided in full swing.

Women and children from every household line up with washbasins and then transported meat to their homes continuously.

In this weather, I don’t worry that the food will deteriorate and throw it at home. It will completely freeze without much effort.

Because Chen Dong took the lead.

This gave the old woman the most food.

After all the prey was divided, a tall mountain of meat had been built in the yard.

"Brother Dog, do you have time to teach me?"

Gouwazi followed Chen Dong happily, with admiration on his face: "That move, the move that breaks the snow wolf's head with one elbow is so handsome."

Alang held the old woman and followed behind. Seeing the dog's flattery, the mother and son couldn't help laughing.

However, Alang still persuaded: "Gouwazi, you are different from Agou, with similar names, but even if you have ten years of experience, you can't learn Agou's move. You should follow me honestly to learn bent bows and shoot archery and bury them.

Set a trap.”

People reach middle age.

Some things are far more transparent than their son.

The terrifying combat power shown by Chen Dong during his hunting today, Alang asked himself, even if he had practiced his skills since he was a child, he would probably not be able to catch up with Chen Dong.

The same is true for dog kids!

Studying rashly will increase the risk of hunting in the future.

After all, Chen Dong's hunting method is simple and rough, close-up fighting. In the eyes of ordinary hunters, this is undoubtedly dancing at the tip of a knife. If he wins the praise from all sides, he will start the table immediately if he loses.

"Dad, I will learn more, and it will be easier to marry a wife in the future."

Gouwazi complained: "Look at how brave Agou is. I have to learn a move. In the future, the aunt from all over the country will not be able to marry me?"

Without waiting for Chen Dong to respond.

Alang took off the hatchet from his waist and threw it to the dogwazi: "Stop talking nonsense, go split the wood and share the meat, let's have a big meal at noon."

Watching the dog's body leave, Chen Dong smiled softly.

Although he lost his memory, he also knew what Alang was worried about.

When he returned home, the old woman weaved a cotton coat on her own, while Chen Dong sat bored by the bonfire.

The dog kid was chopping wood and spreading meat outside, while the wolf sat on the threshold, holding a cigarette pole and carving a wood carving.

Everything is peaceful and peaceful.

Chen Dong was really bored, stretched and walked to Alang: "Brother Wolf, what are you carving?"

"Wood carving."

Alang whispered the dry tobacco, and while spitting out the smoke, his eyes were a little hollow: "As soon as this man was idle, he wanted to find something to do, and he was thinking about carving wood carvings to pass the time."

Chen Dong looked down at the wood carving, but he looked like a woman, lifelike, and even his hair was clearly visible.

It’s like Alang’s carving skills are already very powerful.

"Like it?"

Alang raised the wood carving, subconsciously glanced at the Dogwazi who was struggling to split the wood outside, and whispered: "This is Dogwazi's mother, it's a pity. I died at the hands of a barbarian back then, and Dogwazi is also me.

When I found my wife's body, I dug it out of my stomach, but fortunately I saved my baby's life."

Voice in a low voice, seemingly calm.

But tears appeared in Alang's turbid eyes.

A calm tone describes the most cruel and bloody scene of survival on the heavy snowfield.

"Can you teach me?"
Chapter completed!