"I'll just say that this snow is weird, but there is no demonic spirit, it turns out that the mountain god here did it."
He stood on the grave of Yun Ling and spoke to himself, "You must know that this snow is your life?"
” The wind, which had long since stopped, began to whistle again, rolling up the snowflakes on the ground and swirling around him.
"Anyway, I won't live long, and it's worth it to turn into this snow and make this life flourish."
The wind stopped and the snow stopped, and beside Bai Lian stood a snowman with vivid eyebrows and eyes.
It's not a tight pile, it's just a human shape made of snowflakes.
The wonderful thing is that you can see the lines of the snowman's clothes and the handsome face.
Bai Lian looked at him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was worthy of being a mountain god, not only was it not scary to turn into a snow, but it also had a sacred temperament.
"You are really generous, she knows everything, and she will thank you, the mountain god."
Bai Lian brushed away the snowflakes on the tombstone, and the indescribable taste in his heart.
"The entrance of tea soup will be forgotten in this life."
The snowman didn't look at Bai Lian, "Although I can't see her suffering, it is not a bad thing to be able to be free from this place." ” Bai Lian was slightly stunned, and immediately raised his eyebrows: "You are really a tangled mountain god."
"Dead and stubbornly staying here.
"Heh-" The other party smiled, a small wheal swirled on the hand made of snowflakes, and a white snow hibiscus appeared in a short time, and he put the flower on Yun Ling's tombstone, "I'm just a useless mountain god." ” Useless?
Bai Lian looked around suspiciously, such a big snowfall, not only this mountain, but also Phoenix Abyss and Agni Town were affected, and it was called useless?
"If you don't go to the underworld, you'll be arrested as an outlaw."
Bai Lian kindly reminded, "If you miss her like this, you may be able to meet her now when you go to the underworld." ” He was originally a demigod, and he was also half of the same kind of this mountain god.
And the old man, who has lived many times longer than this mountain god, saw his ghost this time, and couldn't help but say more.
From the moment the ghost of this mountain god appeared around the tomb of Yun Ling, Bai Lian sensed the existence of the other party, and only then ran out at night.
"We can't meet it."
The snowman sighed, and finally turned his face, but the fresh snow hibiscus born in his hand flew accurately to Yun Ling's tombstone, "Since you know that I am the god of the mountain, how can you not know that even in the underworld, the paths of humans, demons, and gods are different?"
” Bai Lian shrugged: "Lao Tzu naturally knows that the road is different, but you can take a look through the sea of flowers."
In the future, if you drink tea and soup, you will be residents of the underworld, and if you have fate, you can see you again. ” "If you are captured in this world, although you will not be poured tea soup, you will be a prisoner of the underworld.
You can't take half a step out of prison for the rest of your life, so what's the use of keeping those memories?
Thunder and lightning popped out from Bailian's fingertips, splitting the three snow hibiscus on the tombstone.
The snowman suddenly clenched his fists and his hands exploded, but a whirlwind wrapped around his hand, and it was a good hand again.
"You bastard who got her to where she is today, how do you know what I'm thinking?"
The snowman was disdainful, but after being angry, he had a smiling face.
He's dead, but he's all snowflakes.
He knew everything they had said during the day, everything that had happened here.
It's a pity that even if you know him, you can't do anything.
Although he was a mountain god, he could only rely on his last breath and half life to create a heavy snow, blocking the mountain and blocking the way to prevent the warlocks from hurting her.
He couldn't even freeze in the daytime!
"I didn't mean to, you know."
Bai Lian also made a flower and carefully placed it on the tombstone, "If it weren't for a coincidence, I wouldn't have known that there was such a thing." ” As an unwitting "initiator", Bai Lian felt that he had done his best.
"You!"
A cloud of snow smashed over, but it shattered into snow slag next to Bailian's face.
The snowman's fist shattered the transparent barrier before he even touched his skin.
The whirlwind passed again, and repaired the hand of the mountain god.
"Hurry up and go to the underworld, this is not the place for you."
Bai Lian raised his eyebrows, "Interesting to guard a well-dressed mound?"
” It wasn't really interesting to keep the mound of clothes, but he still wanted to wait.
What if a new mountain god came to take over?
There are many warlocks in the present world, and there should be the existence of a cultivated god.
Among them, what if there is really a guy who is willing to continue to stay in this world, and happens to find that there is no mountain god in this secluded mountain, and comes here to be a mountain god?
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In that case, he could ask the new mountain god to take care of Yun Ling's clothed mound.
The snowman wrinkled his eyebrows, not giving up.
Bai Lian seemed to see through what he was thinking, looked at the high mountain behind the noodle shop and said, "If you really can't let go, why don't you go to the mountains and find a tomb beast?"
They are natural tomb guarding monsters, and once they awaken, no one can move the tomb unless the big demon strikes the immortal alive. ” "But that's an adult tomb beast, there are only two tomb beasts in this mountain, and they're just cubs......
"The snowman floated over, caressing the tomb.
Bai Lian pressed his forehead with a headache: "You know that she entrusted several other monsters to that half-demon girl, right?"
As soon as we leave, will there be warlocks who will come to find trouble with an empty noodle restaurant?
” "......"
The snowman's hand paused, and he turned his head to look at the noodle shop.
"It's not easy to practice, and it's even harder to become a god.
It is not easy to be willing to give up the high position of the hidden world and choose the position of a small mountain god in the present world.
If you really want to live up to the clouds, hurry to the underworld.
Don't mistake yourself. ” Bai Lian suddenly sank, like an old man who cares about the vicissitudes of the world.
The snowman was silent for a while, but finally accepted Bailian's proposal.
At the end, he looked at the tall guy with a cold face with some embarrassment and said, "I'm losing my strength now, can I ask you a favor?"
” "Catch the Tomb Beast, huh?"
Bai Lian raised his eyebrows, and immediately had a small hammer carved with animal patterns in his hand, "Go." ” The snowman didn't expect him to agree so happily, and he couldn't react for a while, so he just floated there in a daze.
Why did this man help him?
Is it because of the guilt of Yun Ling?
No, Yun Ling was accidentally trapped by the earth qi here, it wasn't the other party who did it on purpose, where did the guilt come from?
Come to think of it—it's pity for his ghost.
The snowman smiled wryly, his gaze lingering on the tomb.
Every time he glanced at it, he would think of the bits and pieces that he had been with Yun Ling for nearly a thousand years, plain as water, and the slightest bit of it.
There are no earth-shattering memories of ghosts and gods, but no matter which piece is missing, this life is incomplete.
Just when the snowman was stunned, Bai Lian suddenly turned his head and stared at the second floor of the noodle restaurant: "If you can't sleep, you can also come to help catch the tomb beast." ” "Squeak-" The window on the second floor was pushed open by a pair of plain hands, and the hippie smiling faces stood behind, who was not the white frost and the group of helpers in the noodle shop?
"You ......
Is it eavesdropping?
The snowman was dumbfounded.