After hearing this, Song Jiang looked at the location Meng Zhe mentioned, and then said doubtfully, "Are you sure that's a big snow bag?"

Meng Zhe nodded helplessly and said, "Don't worry, the road I have walked has more salt than the salt you have eaten... If you don't hurry up, it will be completely dark."

Song Jiang had no choice but to do physical work under the gentle slope under Meng Zhe's command. Meng Zhe was right, there was indeed a big snowpack blown up by the wind, but this snow had been blown out over the years.

The snow bag was simply harder than soil. Song Jiang waved the dagger in his hand and with great effort finally dug out a "small snow house" that could accommodate two people.

After the work was completed, Song Jiang first pushed Meng Zhe in, and then climbed in carefully. He was afraid that if he moved too much, he would directly scrap the "fruits of labor" that he had finally dug out.

Meng Zhe watched Song Jiang crawling in from the entrance of the cave little by little, and laughed at him and said, "Look at how brave you are. Come in with confidence. The density and hardness of this snow are very high, so it won't collapse."

Song Jiang didn't say anything after hearing this. After all, it was the fruit of his own labor, so it's natural to cherish it, right? After he finally got in, he sealed the hole with snowballs piled in advance to avoid "things" outside.

Discover this hidden place...

After doing all this, Song Jiang lay down next to Meng Zhe covered in sweat. He was so tired that he couldn't even move his fingers. Before he came here, he thought about all the possibilities here, but he never thought about his own life in order to survive.

You also need to dig out an igloo like the Eskimos.

At this time, Song Jiang looked at the cave ceiling, which was less than fifty centimeters away from his face, and said with some worry, "Have you ever thought about it... Once an avalanche breaks out outside, we will be doomed."

Song Jiang originally thought that when he heard what he said, Meng Zhe would definitely say to him with a relaxed expression, "Don't worry, it's absolutely impossible for this kind of thing to happen with my brother here."

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe said with an indifferent expression, "So what, the worst we can do is sleep on this Karabog Peak for a thousand years."

Song Jiang was so tired that he almost fell asleep. Hearing what Meng Zhe said, he quickly opened his eyes and said, "Don't... just sleep on your own if you want. I'm greedy for the mortal world, and I want to go back and live a good life no matter what!"

Meng Zhe smiled after hearing this, and then gently unfolded "Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas". As a result, the next second, he and Song Jiang fell from the snow cave together, and finally fell straight into the heart spring...

Song Jiang finally climbed to the shore, and he wanted to curse in his heart, "Brother, can we stop falling like this every time we come in? Can't we find a more relaxed way to enter?"

Meng Zhe, who was still soaking in his heart, smiled and said, "I think it's very exciting to come in like this. Don't you humans have a sport called bungee jumping? This is much safer than bungee jumping. I guarantee you won't fall."

die."

Song Jiang took off his heavy mountain climbing clothes and said with a dry smile, "Thank you. After all, the bungee pole has a safety rope. You don't have anything and you have the nerve to say you won't fall to death?"

At this time, Meng Zhe also walked out of the water, then lay directly on the grass and said, "Don't worry, no one will fall to death in his own heart spring..."

Song Jiang was so tired that he just heard Meng Zhe say "Don't worry" and fell asleep directly. At this time, Meng Zhe turned sideways and looked at Song Jiang, wondering how this ordinary mortal could be in the ancient books.

How about transforming into a heart spring?!

I don't know how much time passed, but Song Jiang felt a little itchy on his face in a daze. He knew that Meng Zhe was teasing him again even without opening his eyes, so he waved his hand and said, "Get up... let me sleep more."

A moment."

Unexpectedly, the harassment continued, so Song Jiang opened his eyes impatiently, only to see a red chicken flying around in his face...

"What is this?!" Song Jiang was startled and immediately sat up, waving his hand to drive away the little red chicken.

At this time, I heard Meng Zhe's voice coming from the side, "This is Bifang's baby bird form..."

"Is this the Bifang?!" Song Jiang said in disbelief.

Meng Zhe nodded, then stretched out his hand to let the little red chicken fall into his hand and said, "Bifang's heart is not evil. It should be that the ancient books gave it a chance to be reborn. It just needs to be retrained bit by bit from a young bird."

Song Jiang asked curiously, "Does it still recognize us?"

Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "I probably don't recognize it. It's just like restoring the factory settings of a mobile phone. There are no records... Its current state of mind is completely blank, so it cannot create its own space based on its state of mind."

Song Jiang saw that the little red chicken looked quite cute, so he touched it gently and said, "How long will it take for it to grow to the size when we met it?"

"Tens of thousands of years!" Meng Zhe said casually.

"Tens of thousands of years?!" Song Jiang looked surprised.

Meng Zhe said a little funny, "They are ancient monsters. Do you think they are the same as the chickens you raised in your hometown? They came out of the cage in a month and a half?!"

When Song Jiang saw that Meng Zhe was speaking more confidently than before, he hurried over to help him check the wound. He saw that the hideous gash before was now only a red mark...

"What an amazing Xinquan..." Song Jiang said with emotion.

After hearing this, Meng Zhe looked at Song Jiang and nodded, saying, "This heart spring is indeed magical..."

Song Jiang thought for a while and said, "No matter how serious the injury is, can Xinquan heal it?! Then in the future, if Lao Xu and Ah Fu are injured, can they be brought in for treatment?!"

This question really stumped Meng Zhe. As far as he knew, the heart spring is generated by the human heart, and this ancient classic has always contained gods, demons, and ghosts, and it has never contained mortals at all, so

Even Meng Zhe had encountered this kind of heart spring born from the "human heart" for the first time... Seeing that Meng Zhe didn't say a word, Song Jiang thought he had acquiesced in his words. But how did he know that this Wang Xinquan had no interest in anyone other than Meng Zhe?

It has no therapeutic effect on anyone.

Meng Zhe glanced at his watch at this time and knew that it was almost dawn in the outside world, so he and Song Jiang put on their dry mountaineering clothes, and the next second they appeared in the small snow cave again.

Although both of them were fully dressed, the temperature in the snow cave was still much lower than in the fantasy world. Song Jiang instantly felt cold from head to feet... But Meng Zhe stretched out in great comfort, and then

After putting away the ancient books, he stood up and prepared to push the snow that sealed the door at the entrance of the cave.

Unexpectedly, it didn't move at all after a push. At first, Song Jiang only used a few snowballs to gently block the entrance of the hole. Not to mention Meng Zhe, who was as strong as an ox, even Song Jiang could easily push it away...


Chapter completed!