"Ah..." Song Yu felt that she heard something wrong.
"I said take off your clothes"
Jiang Yan's voice was a bit anxious. Most of the scribes in Qingdu were very masculine. Song Yu thought Jiang Yan wanted to do something in this ice and snow!
"This is not good. Although I am very grateful to you, I still prefer the people in the painting you gave me."
"What are you thinking about? Look below!"
Jiang Yan pointed at the hem of his clothes. While they were talking just now, a silkworm had already crawled onto Song Yu's clothes along the leaves of the purple velvet song.
Jiang Yan's voice was very soft, for fear of disturbing the silkworm.
He didn't have many friends, and each one he died would be one less. Besides, even if he died, the body should still be his. No matter how he calculated, he shouldn't have taken advantage of this silkworm!
But Song Yu obviously didn't understand Jiang Yan's meaning, and looked a little shy.
The speed of this silkworm was very fast. In the moment when Song Yu was stunned, it had crawled from the sleeve to the arm. Jiang Yan was so nervous that he almost stopped breathing.
"Do you feel anything?" Jiang Yan asked.
"My arms are a little cold and I don't feel anything else."
"No feeling? How is this possible?"
Jiang Yan clearly remembered the panicked expressions of the crested eagle and the white bear after seeing the silkworm.
Song Yu slowly raised his arm. His skin was as white as jade, and the silkworm just now was lying quietly on his arm.
After realizing that it was not as scary as Jiang Yan said, Song Yu became bolder and even prepared to touch it with her hand.
"don't want…"
"Don't worry, it should be fine." Song Yu smiled.
The appearance of this silkworm was obviously the same as that of the silkworm that had swallowed a whole white bear just now. But what surprised Jiang Yan was that after Song Yu's fingers touched the silkworm, it did not appear to be frozen, nor was it frozen.
Despite any discomfort, the silkworm happily arched its plump body.
Looking at the round silkworm lying in Song Yu's palm, Jiang Yan thought he had seen it wrong. It was some kind of ferocious beast. It was clearly an ordinary silkworm baby.
"Did I really see it wrong? Did I overreact?"
Seeing that the silkworm looked harmless in Song Yu's hands, and even spit out a piece of fine silk, Jiang Yan touched it with his hand and immediately grinned in pain.
The same thread, the same formula, the same ten-finger-to-heart connection!
She had injured her index finger when she touched the cocoon, and now her middle finger was cut and bleeding, but Song Yu didn't get hurt after touching it.
"How is this going"
Even Song Yu was a little puzzled. The same silkworms and the same threads showed two completely different states on the two people.
"Put down my silkworm!"
Jiang Yan glanced to one side and suddenly saw a person standing on a cliff.
"Run quickly"
Jiang Gu grabbed Song Yu and prepared to escape. There was only one person on Songshan Mountain, and that was Lei Hongnu!
He learned from Hu Meiniang that this Leihong girl was very powerful, and even those big demons in Tiandu did not dare to provoke her easily.
But when Jiang Yan wanted to escape, he felt a cold feeling on his wrist and neck. He just turned his head and glanced, and a wound was cut on his neck.
When the blood flowed out, Jiang Gu discovered that there was an undetectable white thread wrapped around his neck. As soon as he took a step forward, his head was in a different place!
"Senior, we are students from the Wen Mansion. We are here to collect and observe Zirong Song. If we have offended in any way, please atone for it!"
After all, Xiandu Mountain is under the jurisdiction of the Wen Mansion, and even those big monsters will not hurt people easily. Jiang Yan hurriedly moved out of the Wen Mansion in order to make her surrender.
Unexpectedly, this person didn't follow this trick at all. He just snorted coldly, and the temperature on the top of Songshan Mountain dropped several degrees.
"Humph, I am killing people from the Wen family. There is not a single good person in the Wen family!"
These threads were not only tiny and undetectable, but also sharper than the blade of a sword. Jiang Yan's body had been cut in many places and he suffered a lot.
On the other hand, Song Yu, who he came to rescue, did not react at all. The threads trapped on his body only floated on the surface and did not penetrate into the flesh. Now he is the one who needs to be rescued. It is really unlucky.
Even Lei Hongnu felt a little surprised. No matter what the reason was, Jiang Yan and Song Yu were not dead but were imprisoned.
There is snow everywhere on the top of Songshan Mountain, but the place where Lei Hongnu lives is extremely warm. As soon as she arrived here, she felt warm, surrounded by lush vegetation and flowers in bloom.
There is an old wooden house built among the flowers and plants. Because of the humidity and warmth, even the wooden house has sprouts and flowers in many places.
"Soup spring!"
Jiang Yan actually saw a steaming spring next to this old wooden house. It is the hot spring that creates such a unique area with snowy mountains and green fields.
After Lei Hongnu took Song Yu away, she imprisoned Jiang Chan alone in a wooden house.
This was probably the most fragile cage Jiang Yan had ever seen. It was just held up by a few silk threads. But having learned from the past, Jiang Yan would not dare to touch these things again even if he died.
There are many shelves in the wooden house of Jiang Chan Observer, with dustpans placed layer by layer on the shelves. There are many purple velvet grass leaves in them, which is obviously for raising silkworms.
The furnishings in the wooden house are very simple, including a wooden bed without any bedding, a simple square table, an incense burner and a spinning wheel.
But what caught Jiang Yan's attention the most was a painting hanging in the middle of the wooden house. It was a portrait painting.
The man in the painting has a thin face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He is an upright and prosperous young man. His black hair is spread behind his back. He is dressed in green clothes and carries a book on his back. He is holding a wine jar in his left hand. There is a bit of contempt in his eyes and his behavior is quite chic and suave.
One of them looks like a good young man from a troubled world.
It was originally a completely unfamiliar painting, but the person in the painting, Jiang Yan, felt more and more familiar the more he looked at it, and he always felt that his features and eyes were very similar to the same person.
After looking back and forth countless times, Jiang Yan was finally sure that the person in the painting was Mr. Lu Daoxuan!
"It turns out this old guy was so handsome when he was young."
After being locked up in the wooden house for a while, the door of the wooden house finally opened.
Lei Hongyi is wearing a plain gauze dress and has white hair. She looks very old, but her skin is very good and there is not even a wrinkle on her face.
"What did you do to Song Yu?" Jiang Yan asked hurriedly.
"Kill!" Lei Hongyi said with a face as cold as frost.
"You killed a student from Wenfu, aren't you afraid that people from Wenfu will come knocking on your door?"
"Don't worry, as long as you die, no one will know. It's not a big deal to bury one or two people in the vast snowy mountains."
Lei Hongyi hooked her fingers, and the originally woven silk cage began to shrink. Under these thin silk threads, even steel would be easily split!