C1 (1/2)
The snowstorm grew fiercer and fiercer, even the sky seemed to freeze. The entire Little Flood Mountain was covered with a thick silver blanket, and large snowflakes were like catkins dancing in the air, fluttering along with the wind. In the mountains and in the forest, there was nothing but a vast expanse of whiteness. It was a world of silver.
He saw three tall figures slowly walking up the mountain as they formed a shape. They were wearing long, black fur coats, black fur hats, holding long bows in their hands, and long swords hanging from their waists. They were walking on the thick snow, braving the howling wind, searching step by step.
On the hillside, in the snow in front of them, lay a long black shadow. It did not move for a long time, and the snow had almost covered up the shadow. A few hunters approached the black shadow quietly, their arrows already nocked and nocked.
”Slow, he looks like a person.”
Suddenly, the middle-aged hunter let go of the bowstring and raised his right hand, stopping the two young hunters. The three of them hesitated for a moment, then kept their bows and arrows, drew their long hunting knife s from their waists, and slowly walked towards the black shadow.
”It's a person!”
Bei Feng whistled as he carried the snowflakes in his hands and swirled between the mountains. He produced a series of whizzing sounds as he slammed his hands against the windows and doors of the dilapidated houses at the foot of the mountain. On the fire pit of the broken house, a Young people laid quietly, a slight smile showing on his handsome face. Several people stood in front of the crater, surrounding him as they whispered to each other.
”Look at this child. He slept for an entire night, so why isn't he awake yet?”
”It's fine, he's just freezing. His body is still warm and he doesn't have a fever. His breath is fine too. Maybe he'll wake up later.”
”Bro, just look at how sturdy he is. Who knows? You might not even be able to beat him.”
”Look at his fair and clean skin and tender flesh. He is definitely a young master and doesn't have much strength. But he's quite heavy, and when I carried him yesterday, it was like carrying a stone. ”
”Whose child is it that sleeps in the snow in broad daylight?”
In his half sleep, Yang Lin indistinctly heard a few people talking. He suddenly flared and involuntarily opened his eyes, and immediately saw four tall figures in front of him. Two middle-aged men and women, and two young men around twenty years old.
They were all dressed in matching outfits, and although there were a few patches on their clothes, they were also clean. They wore beast-skinned overcoats with long hair tied around their heads. Their hands were tucked into their sleeves as they revealed anxious expressions on their faces.
”He's awake.”
The youngest boy was the first to notice his movements. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he had discovered a miracle. He pulled his hand out from his sleeve, pointed his finger at him, and uttered a sharp scream.
”Are you better?” Can you get up? ”
When the middle-aged man saw that he had opened his eyes, he hurriedly asked with concern. The two young men also came over, their eyes full of surprise and joy. The middle aged woman looked at Yang Lin with concern and greeted him, revealing a slight smile.
”Are you okay?”
Hearing the family speak, Yang Lin's heart was ecstatic, he understood that he was saved. As he was on a business trip, he finally got back on the plane but was met with a thunderstorm. Before the flight attendants finished reminding him, he heard the sound of thunder. All that was left in his memory was that flash of lightning, and then he didn't know anything.
He hastily pulled his hands from under the covers and looked closely at them. Looking at his familiar hands, not even the patterns on them changed, he was sure that this was him. Oh god, it was still that pair of big white hands. He couldn't help but feel ecstatic. The heavens were not bad to him even though he fell from such a high sky.
”What's the matter with you?”
The middle-aged man asked in concern, his face full of suspicion. He couldn't understand why the Young people was looking at his hands in such a daze. Or was his brain having a fever? He gently extended his left hand and touched Yang Lin's forehead.
”I'm fine. ”Thank you. Thank you for saving me.”
No matter what happened, since he had survived, it would be a miracle that he had survived the plane crash. As for why he was still alive, perhaps only the heavens knew, and he might never understand. Who cares about him, as long as he was alive, he was still alive. Yang Lin could not help but smile.
”What's your name?”
With a smile hanging on his face, he looked extremely warm and friendly. It was a typical meeting, and without being polite with Yang Lin, he sat down beside him and started to chat with him happily.
”My name is Yang Lin, what about you?”
”My name is Yang Bao, this is my brother Yang Hu, this is my father, and this is my mother.”
”Hello, uncle, auntie, Yang Hu, hello.”
The middle aged man seemed to be much heavier, he smiled to Yang Hu and nodded at Yang Lin, treating him as a form of greeting. Yang Hu's mother turned around and left, walking into the house. He took a few sets of clothes from a big wooden chest and handed them over to Yang Lin.
”These are Yang Hu's and Yang Bao's clothes, I can see that you two have similar figures, and should be able to wear them. Get dressed and I'll cook for you. After being frozen in the snow for so long, you should be hungry, right? ”
”Thank you.”
Yang Lin was courteous for a bit, and then started to put on clothes, but he was immediately stunned, it was not because their clothes were complicated, but because Yang Lin had never seen this kind of ancient style of clothes before, and holding onto a few sets of clothes, turning them over and over again, he did not know if it was Yang Yang's hands. Yang Bao laughed and took the initiative to help Yang Lin put on his clothes.
While wearing the clothes, Yang Lin specially checked his body in detail. He was extremely familiar with every part of his body. Walking down the hole, he stretched his limbs. He found that all the parts on his body were still in good condition, full of vitality. They seemed to be even more energetic than before. This made him feel very gratified, and his mood immediately improved.
Yang Hu and Yang Bao's physiques were really similar to him, their clothes extremely fitting. Wearing a beast-skin coat, the fluffy feeling made his body quickly warm up. He immediately felt mighty and majestic, and he looked somewhat like a hero honorably walking up the mountain.
He looked around. It was a low house, made of mud, with a reed wall, a thatched roof, and a fire pit also made of mud. It seemed that there were only these rooms, and that their clothes, shoes, hats, pots, and pans were all kept in them. Even the cooking stove was built in the house.
”So poor.”
What surprised him was that there were a few hunting knife s, bows and arrows, and a few bags of bamboo Arrows hanging on the mud wall. There were also three long Red Cherry Blades leaning against the wall. Yang Lin who liked tools curiously took out a few handfuls of hunting knife, and carefully looked at them for a long time. The hunting knife s had their strengths and weaknesses, the short sword was about two feet long, and it could be grasped with one hand. The blade was light and thin, making it easier to pierce and cut. On the other hand, the long hunting knife's blade was around four feet long and could be grasped with both hands. The long and narrow blade was good for piercing and chopping, just like a saber.
Yang Hu's mother was rather quick, after a while he placed the dishes on the table, there was fish, meat, meat, wine and food, Yang Lin did not recognize any kind of fish, what kind of meat was it, and immediately felt a sweet fragrance, causing his stomach to growl.
”With wine and meat, your lives are pretty good.”
”Heh, heh, didn't you come here today? It's been so long since our family has a guest at home, we have to give them a toothpick.”
”It tastes so good.”
If it weren't for the fact that it was too hot and he didn't dare to drink it too fast, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to taste the delicious fish soup. Yang Lin didn't bother to exchange pleasantries with the Family at all. After drinking a few mouthfuls of fish soup, he finally remembered to raise his head and praise the a few times.
”What kind of fish is this? The smell is so fresh, and it's even more natural. It's unlike those that were raised by humans; it has a fishy smell.”