Ma Chengfeng was overjoyed when he heard their voices, it turned out to be the flower thief who was unhappy and the water heir Pu Laofu.

He deliberately plucked a pine tower from the tree, aimed at it, and threw it towards the door of Hua Bule's brain.

"Ouch! Damn! Uncle, take a look, now even a squirrel is bullying us! The angry flower was unhappy and scolded.

"Haha...... Your squirrel is so accurate? It's not good to hit somewhere, but it's better to hit your head? "Pu Laofu has just found a figure squatting on the top of the tree halfway up the mountain. I didn't recognize it at the beginning, but when I got closer, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that my body looked like Ma Chengfeng, and now the figure was deliberately playing tricks on Hua Buxing, who was it not Ma Chengfeng?

"Humph! Which grandson would dare to plot against me? Have the ability to come out? ”

Ma Chengfeng jumped down and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my brother has a good temper?" ”

"Cheng Feng? Ha ha...... You're finally here! I miss it! ”

Ma Chengfeng let the two of them into the cabin and hurriedly brought the meat and wine up. briefly told them what they had seen and heard in King Mu's mausoleum, and asked him about Wenwen's situation.

Hua Bule said that they found the old ghost of Baishan yesterday, but fortunately Pu Laofu came with him. This old ghost is also evil and righteous, and his temper is very strange, and Park Laofu has heard of it before. But he didn't know about Hua Bule and Ma Chengfeng's relationship. At first, the old ghost was unmoved, and he didn't even give Park Laofu face. Park Laofu knew that these strange people in the rivers and lakes were high-spirited, and it was useless to give money.

He brought with him a dragon eye from the East China Sea, of course, this was not an ancestral treasure of their Park family, but a fake. But even if it's a fake, it's a good product that is rare in a century. Dongzhu can be used in medicine, and the rarer the medicine, the better. The old ghost of Baishan fell in love at a glance and promised to replenish Wenwen's soul. But it needs a medicine primer, and this medicine primer is the heart of the snow ape.

The old ghost of Baishan told them that the snow ape would only appear in the Guanyin Ridge in winter, and they could try their luck. No, the two of them have been looking for most of the night, and now they are hungry and cold, and they have come to find it when they smell the smell of meat.

"Snow ape? So that's Guanyin Ridge in front of you? "Ma Chengfeng air duct.

"Cheng Feng, after you came back from Lingzhou, you came to find us non-stop, it's hard enough, you just rest, let's just go and find it." Park Lao Fu persuaded him.

"It's no longer this time, I'll help you two find the blood ape first, I heard an old hunter at the bottom of the mountain say that it's quite evil, I'm afraid you two can't deal with it." The three of them ate a few bites casually, drank a few sips of liquor to keep out the cold, and rushed into the cold wind again.

Guanyin Ridge is sandwiched between two mountain moose, it is the most beautiful in summer, the mountain is full of flowers, and the scenery is very beautiful. But in the winter, it is covered in snow and becomes lifeless.

Ma Chengfeng and Pu Laofu are both from the Northeast, and although the temperature in Changbai Mountain is lower than in other places, the Northeast people have long been accustomed to the cold weather. Look at Hua Bule again, it is still a dress that requires demeanor and not temperature, a long trench coat with a shape, a thin shirt inside, and I don't know where I borrowed a cotton hat on my head, which looks nondescript.

The cold wind in the Guanyin Ridge is cold, and the valley is a wind outlet, and the wind is howling and howling, mixed with snowflakes and blowing on people's faces. It didn't take long for Hua Bule to know how to run through his nose, and the little face that seduced the woman was also red from the cold.

"Can you kid wear more? Not afraid of freezing into ice sculptures? Ma Chengfeng kicked him.

Hua Bule wiped his snot and said: "What do you know, buddy's face is a guy who eats, in case we encounter any difficulties in the mountains, heavy snow covers the mountains and the like, buddy can rely on this face to give you ......"

"How about us? Do you think someone in the mountains is watching you? You can pull it down, even if there are women in this mountain, the rare ones are those who are strong and able to do farm work, and look at you again...... I'm really convinced. ”

"Huh...... What Cheng Feng said is, Xiaohua, where is there anyone in this mountain who sees you dressing up? If you catch a cold, you will have to carry you back, come on, I have an extra cotton shoulder here, you put it on first, it's better than wearing it alone, right? ”

"A manly man, his face stands in heaven and earth, and if I don't wear it, I won't wear it." Hua Bule hugged his shoulders with his hands and trembled, still pretending there.

"Wait...... you two be quiet, come and see?" At this time, Park Laofu seemed to have found something in the snow and told them to say.

When the two of them got closer, the white snow was very soft, but there was a puddle of pale yellow in the snow in front of them, as if it was some kind of liquid, but because the weather was too cold, it had already melted with the snow and solidified.

When he was young, in winter, he often went hunting in the mountains, and this old thing was very experienced, and he recognized at a glance that the frozen and solidified yellow liquid on the ground should be the urine of some kind of animal.

"It's not small, and it just left." He said with a low head and a sniff.

"You're old enough to smell it, just smell it?"

"Huh...... If the hunter doesn't have this experience, he'll starve to death, you see, the footprints ahead? Park Laofu led the two of them, and finally found a string of footprints, judging from the shape of the footprints, the guy should have walked on two legs, and it was a complete footprint, without shoes.

This is somewhat consistent with the snow monsters that the local mountain people say. In the heavy snow and cold wind, the three of them followed this strange series of big footprints and continued to find them in the deep valley.

The further you go inside, the harsher the environment and the weather. It is just early winter, and there are only two light snows outside the mountain, but in the secret realm of Changbai Mountain, because of the high altitude and low temperature, some places can even accumulate snow for several years. The snow has been accumulated for a long time, resulting in the snow of the first year, and then after a whole year of sun exposure, the surface of the snow is baked, and the surface is like a mirror, but you look hard, and when you step on it, the bottom is still soft.

Sometimes you can't even tell what's going on under your feet. Ma Chengfeng walked in the forefront, groping in the heavy snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and when he walked to the deepest place in the snow, the snow was not above his waist.

Strange to say, that thing is not small, and its weight is at least heavier than theirs, but they only left a line of footprints in the snow.

The valley was so deep that there were strangely shaped dead trees growing on the left and right, and crows squatted on them, and the crows stopped to watch, sometimes making disgusting quacks.

"Aren't they migratory birds?" Hua Bule said curiously.

"Not all birds need to go south for the winter, silly boy!"

(End of chapter)