Forces of Temptation

    The fire was quickly extinguished by the high cold.

    Nanzhou knew that they were still not out of danger.

    The male corpses he faced had no intention of letting them go.

    A face has no eyes.

    Facing them were two dark, deep voids.

    In contrast, the moonlight behind the male corpse is getting brighter.

    This made the cracks in his face that were difficult to fit perfectly also revealed light.

    Looks extra hideous and weird.

    Nan Zhou thought that Jiang Fang was still beside him, and his heart beat a few beats out of thin air.

    He felt a little confused.

    Because he doesn't think the other party is scary.

    The situation in front of me, although dangerous, is far from a desperate place for Nanzhou.

    In the past, when he was alone, he faced many such fierce faces.

    He should have forgotten what nervousness is.

    Fortunately, Nan Zhou's nervousness never shows up.

    His brain is running fast, what can he say to dispel the hostility of the male corpse to them in the shortest time.

    The answer is simple.

    Give him what he wants.

    Nan Zhou was about to speak, but Jiang Fang was already ahead of him and gave the answer that Nan Zhou wanted to give.

    "We know where the group is."

    "Follow us and find them."

    The muscles on the man's face twisted slightly.

    The chunks of meat moving under the skin made a worm-like murmur.

    From the expression management that he can't talk about at all, Nan Zhou read out a trace of anger.

    Not true.

    Not that.

    …they said the wrong thing.

    Nan Zhou lowered his head slightly, only to realize that Jiang Fang and himself were each clutching the clothes on each other's chests, trying to protect each other.

    Nan Zhou looked at his beautiful fingertips, and his heart suddenly became quiet.

    Nan Zhou raised his eyes and said another way: "...you can't live without here."

    He said: "And they don't want to come near here."

    "They don't even allow any outsider to come near here and find you."

    "We can help you."

    The man's drooping eyelids jumped.

     Immediately, his eyelids were lifted slightly upwards, exposing the two secluded eyes to the air more clearly.

    Even the white slurry frozen in his brain is so clearly visible.

    He spoke.

    Because he has seen the broken body of a man, Nan Zhou can easily imagine a soft and weak vocal cord even hung with ice balls, trembling and vibrating in his body.

    He muttered in a hoarse voice:

    "They dare not come."

    "No one dares to come."

    Nan Zhou relaxed and let go of the arm that was protecting Jiang Fang's chest, but still put his hand on Jiang Fang's waist at his own discretion.

    …temporarily safe.

    At this time, the eyes with the legs saw the smoke rising from the base, and rushed back with the legs.

    The hand that the legs took, also held a bunch of snow rabbits.

    Seeing this, Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang probably wanted to understand that when they met these legs, it flew all the way without a purpose, and why did it go.

    After handing the Snow Rabbit to the male corpse, the male corpse opened his mouth and devoured the dry and cold grass food.

    The legs don't look very hostile.

    It has the ears of the male corpse, and sits cross-legged against the male corpse silently, looking like a terrifying and funny pet.

    The man wiped the grass clippings from the corner of his mouth, but accidentally wiped his jawbone.

    With no expression at all, he straightened the bones with a click.

    When he was orthodontist, Nan Zhou took out the eye that was in the snowball and gave it back to him.

    After taking back the eyes, the broken male corpse finally let go of most of the guards against the two intruders.

    He tugged at his nearly dead vocal cords and whispered his story.

    It's just that he can't speak too long.

    The ability to express is basically as fragmented as his body.

    "I like to climb mountains. Climbed a lot."

    "This is my first time climbing a snow mountain."

     "My friend just arrived on the second day and had severe altitude sickness, so he left."

    "I don't want to go. I want to try."

    "I want to climb to about 4000 meters, so I will go back."

    "On this mountain, you can only climb to 4,000 meters. This is the rule. If you want to climb a little higher, you must apply to the Mountaineering Association in advance, and you must have professional qualifications to verify and avoid danger."

    "I was at the rest point down the mountain and met a team."

    "They said, you can take me with you, and we'll work together."

    "I originally thought to find an experienced team and go together. We registered together and left."

    "They also lent me gear that I didn't have ready."

    "I thought they were nice people."

    Nan Zhou thought, and sure enough, there were two people among them.

    Jiang Fang frowned slightly.

    He already realized what was going to happen next.

    "The first day was sunny."

    "The next day too."

    "The weather was fine until the third day, when we reached the 4000-meter boundary monument."

    "They say it's going up."

    "I don't know, I never knew."

    "I'm worried that it will be dangerous to go down alone. Besides, I've come here, and I want to see what the top of the mountain looks like."

    "I asked them, have you made a report with the mountaineering department?"

    "They said, make a report!"

    His tail rose sharply.

    Because of excessive anger, his whole body trembled, and the loosely assembled parts spasmed and shook, as if they would fall out of their original position at any time, and then shattered into scum all over the place.

    His body language was too clear to tell Nanzhou Jiangfang that this somewhat rash college boy encountered the deadliest lie of his life.

     "Later, when it was more than 5,000 meters, the sky suddenly changed."

    "First it was snow. It was all snow."

    "Then the avalanche."

    "Snow, it's all snow."

    "—in my nose, in my mouth."

    In the man's throat, there was also a muffled sound like being choked by snow.

    He is still immersed in that nightmare that he can't get out of.

    "I'm stuck in snow."

    "Fortunately, I was buried a little shallower."

    "I crawled out. I was hit by a stone on my chest, and my ribs were broken. One or two, I don't know. I didn't feel it at the time, so I wanted to save people first."

    "Everyone is buried in snow."

    "I saved Brother Li. Brother Li is fine, and they went to save others."

    "For now, no one's dying."

    "But the satellite phone is missing. The food is missing. The compass and the map are gone."

    "We searched for a long time, only tents and a little supplies were left."

     "Sister Peng has been buried for too long, her trousers are torn, and both legs are frostbitten, very serious."

    "I was busy with them, and the more I was busy, the more my chest hurt, and then the pain was so unbearable that I collapsed."

    "Brother Li's calf was injured, but it's okay."

    "Only the two of us were seriously injured."

    Nan Zhou thought that the "Brother Li" in his mouth was probably the burly bear man.

    The male corpse sat under the moon and raised his neck, revealing a blue and white stiff neck.

    His two frozen hazel eyes stared straight into the sky.

    "I have a fever, probably pneumonia, my whole body hurts, and I have been coughing."

    "I asked them, when will the rescue come."

     "Brother Li and the others said that when the snow stops, they will send a helicopter."

    "But the snow stopped and the helicopter didn't come."

    “…I’m so hungry.”

    As soon as these four ordinary words with a slightly prolonged tone came out, the wind and snow suddenly passed, giving people goose bumps out of thin air.

    "Sister Peng is more serious than me."

    "Her legs are gangrenous."

     "Lu team said that if her leg is not amputated, her leg will become a bacterial culture medium."

     "Then, they convince Sister Peng together that she will not amputate her limbs. Even if she waits for rescue, she will not survive."

    "Sister Peng agreed."

    "However, after the amputation, Sister Peng can no longer live."

    "On that day, I suddenly smelled a scent outside the tent. It was delicious."

     "Brother Li and the others stuffed a bit of meat into the mouth of Sister Peng who was in a coma. They went to my tent and told them that they hit the snow deer."

    "They put meat in my mouth."

    "I ate."

    "I know, where are the deer on the mountain."

    "I also know that they are the ones who are most afraid of dying without waiting for rescue."

    "But I dare not say."

    "So, I ate meat."

    He pulled up the cuffs of the legs beside him.

    Stuffed up in the trouser legs and used as flesh, it is snow-white, big clumps of cotton.

    The cotton used to keep warm is stuffed into the shape of a radish.

    The cotton was uncovered, revealing a large area of ​​white stubble, even the tendons were cleaned.

    The male corpse continued to speak in a low voice.

    "I'm not dead. I'm alive."

    "But they're hungry."

    "Sister Peng is their friend."

    "They can't find a good reason."

    "But I... have never been their friend."

    When he talked about himself, the male corpse's mood gradually calmed down a lot.

    It seems that the previous sadness, anger, and hatred of being deceived have been gradually brought to the top of the mountain that they can no longer reach.

     "One day, I was lying in the tent, and Brother Li came in."

    "He tried my breath."

    "He suddenly shouted and said, Xiao Zheng is dead."

    "I said, I'm not dead."

    "Team Lu and Brother Yuan have come in."

    "They said, why did Xiao Zheng die?"

    "I said, I'm not dead."

    "They don't listen to me. They don't have to listen to me either."

    "They have knives."

    "My head rolled to the side and I could still see my body. They were shaving my cheeks and eating."

    "I heard that the cheek meat of the fish is the most tender."

    He looked at Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang dully, and muttered expressionlessly:

    "The meat is delicious."

    Jiang Fang took a deep breath and used the cold air to suppress the chill that rushed to his throat.

    Nan Zhou asked "Xiao Zheng": "These legs..."

    "It's Sister Peng's leg." "Xiao Zheng" said calmly, "Sister Peng's half, I don't know about it yet. The other half, I stay here, always with me follow me."

    The narration is straightforward and unadorned, but it brings people an extremely terrifying spiritual shock.

    Nan Zhou did not change his expression much, and asked his question directly: "What's your name?"

    "Xiao Zheng" was taken aback.

    The remaining human emotions in his body made him unable to understand Nan Zhou's fearlessness.

    He pulled his rotten vocal cords and said, "Zheng Xinghe."

    Nan Zhou: "Okay. Zheng Xinghe. Why can't you leave here?"

    Zheng Xinghe: "I am eaten here. I can't leave here."

    Nan Zhou said, "Sister Peng's legs left with your eyes and hands."

    Zheng Xinghe: "There can only be a part. My body cannot be separated from each other for too long."

    Zheng Xinghe's situation is similar to the Earthbound Spirit.

    In the camp, he can move freely.

    But after leaving the camp, the necessary connection must be maintained between his bodies.

    Leaving the camp, his dismembered body is too easily deactivated.

    Even so, no matter how careful he was, part of his body was gradually gelling, liquefying, and plasticine.

    Like his ears.

    Like the muscles on his face.

    Zheng Xinghe laughed, and his muscles began to run around again: "Sooner or later, I will become mud."

    "Then they won't have to be afraid."

    Got it.

    Although it is unknown how the climbers turned into monsters, what is known is that they cannot face their sins.

    So, they guarded the edge of the 4000-meter altitude, eradicating all climbers who might have insight into their secrets.

    Zheng Xinghe concluded: "I can't go."

    Nan Zhou hummed lightly: "I have a way."

    Zheng Xinghe suddenly raised his head, his hazel eyes glowed faintly by the moonlight: "What can I do?"

    "You answer me a question first." Nan Zhou said, "Have you heard that there is a 'moon god' on the mountain?"

    Zheng Xinghe thought for a while and replied, "I don't know what moon god. I have never heard of such a legend."

    Nan Zhou made another "hmm" with a shallow gaze.

    No one knew what he was thinking.

    …

    Li Yinhang was very fortunate for Jiang Fang, they didn't go with He Yinchuan's team.

    There is a distance of up to 50 meters in the second half, and they almost climbed up from a right-angle **** of 80 degrees.

    The rock wall under your feet keeps slipping, and under your feet is a 100-meter snowy abyss.

    When they were climbing, they were always worried that someone would catch up from behind, so everyone focused their energy on how to step on the slippery snow rock steadily and quickly, and climb to the top in the shortest time .

    Fortunately, their efforts paid off.

    The climbers did not seem to be able to catch up.

    Lu Bifang and Zhou Ao took turns exploring the path.

    Zhou Ao went around a lot before meeting them successfully.

    He adjusted the bandages on his hands, and said with white air: "The side of the mountain is too flat."

    This means you can't go.

    Too flat, meaning nowhere to hide.

    Although the road they traveled now is rugged and changeable, and the rocks are rocky, but they can still hide their whereabouts by calculating the angle, changing the route a lot, and moving forward in a roundabout way.

    However, Lin Zhisong, who was on the side, took the opportunity to rest, came to Li Yinhang's side again, and said quietly: "You really don't think there is a problem with Nanzhou?"

    A normal person should be able to read the air and know Li Yinhang's position after being choked by Li Yinhang once.

    Obviously, Lin Zhisong belongs to the unusual kind of person.

    Li Yinhang simply adopted a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude, bowing his head and saying nothing.

    Liang Shu quietly pulled KY Jinglin Zhisong aside: "What's the use of you saying this?"

    Lin Zhisong: "Useful."

    "There must be something wrong with that Nanzhou." Lin Zhisong said, "I will say it a few more times to make her feel a shadow."

    Liang Shu reluctantly smiled and said, "Just tell her directly and let her be more careful?"

    Half of Lin Zhisong's face was in the shadows, so he couldn't see clearly.

    He said: "Well-meaning reminders are useless. Doubt is the best way to make her vigilant."

    His young face was tensed, and his eyes looked deep at the place where Li Yinhang was sitting, quite unfathomable.

    ...then Liang Shu slapped him on the head and smashed his pose to pieces.

    Lin Zhisong: "…"

    Liang Shu hit the nail on the head: "Co-authoring with your kid to sow discord here."

    After finishing speaking, Liang Shu turned and left, not forgetting to look back, raised his hands, and compared Lin Zhisong with two standard middle fingers, and also warned him not to do this kind of thing again.

    Lin Zhisong rubbed his head.

    …it hurts.

    He kept a computer face and stubbornly said to himself: "There is a problem."

    At this time, He Yinchuan was unintentional about these small things in the team.

    He looked up at the top of the mountain.

    The wind and snow blocked his vision, giving him the illusion that the mountain had no end or peak.

    He shook his head, getting rid of such empty and meaningless thoughts.

    He turned his back, smiled and encouraged everyone: "Although I don't know how far it is from the top of the mountain, at least those ghosts can't run in front of us—"

    As soon as the voice fell, a strange figure was thrown from behind him, just swallowing all the light and shadow on his face.

    —standing in front of everyone, like a bear.

    A huge and vague moon shadow was projected from the bear's back, making him look like a monster walking out of the moon.

    ...the so-called "Lunar God"...

    After a while, Li Yinhang recognized who the figure was.

    That burly man!

    He licked his lips with a half-smile, and licked the dry lips slightly shiny: "—I'm hungry."

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