Shang Zhen actually doesn't like dreaming.

If you have too many dreams, you will not be able to sleep well, and if you can’t sleep well, you will lose energy during the day.

He always thought about the spring in the iron curtain mountain. It was not so much that he was curious about his past life, but rather that he was tortured by his endless dreams!

But this time when he woke up, he really had to thank his dream.

"Shang Zhen-Shang Zhen-", the voice in the dream came again.

It’s a matter of day to hate dreaming, but the sound in the dream is still so nice and so magical.

"Jiuxiang." Shang Zhen reached this point and his lips moved slightly.

The same dream was achieved at this time, and Shang Zhen remembered the girl who always called him "Jiuxiang" in his dream.

So, Shang Zhen chanted "Jiuxiang" and "Jiuxiang" in his mouth.

And just as he muttered in a low voice, he felt a chill on his tongue.

So he opened his eyes and woke up.

I feel so tired when fighting with those dwarves like big-headed dolls in my dream today!

Shang Zhen felt a severe pain all over his body.

It turns out that fighting in the dream is not only unenergic, but also hurts one's body. This is the first time.

Shang Zhen slowly opened his eyes.

But after he opened his eyes, he saw the melancholy sky, the black mountain and the white snow on the mountain like the white skirt that he sometimes wore.

At this point, memories come back!

At this point, Shang Zhen remembered that he fell from the top of the mountain on a horse.

He realized that he shouldn't have fallen asleep just now, and he fell from the mountain and fell into a mess!

Or, to be precise, it is called "coma".

Shang Zhen raised his body and sat up. At this time, he saw the snow on his body, and then it hurt.

The head, arms, waist, legs, feet, and Shang Zhen started to move one after another.

It seems to hurt, but it seems to be able to move!

It was easy to deal with all skin injuries. Shang Zhen then let out a long sigh and began to look around.

I lay in a long and narrow valley.

Not long before there were many thorns growing.

Shang Zhen has seen this kind of Jingtiao. It is hard and sharp. If he gets a little bit more, he will definitely be tied into a hedgehog, which is so lingering!

Looking up, the mountain in front is black, which is the color of the rocks.

Looking back, the mountain behind is white, because today is the northwest wind, and the snow comes from the northwest, and the snow turns the mountains facing the direction of the wind and snow white.

The white side of the mountain is very steep.

I should have fallen from Bai, or to be precise, I was knocked down.

Although my whole body was hot, I was lucky enough to have no muscles and bones.

By the way, where is that horse?

Oh, the horse was not far ahead of it, and it just turned into the outline of a horse.

Because it was already covered with snow.

The horse stopped moving, the snow on its body was bright red, and it was obviously out of help and fell to death.

It seems that I have been fainting for a while. The Hu people chasing me behind saw that they had fallen, so they naturally would not come down to check again.

In the eyes of the Hu people, he is definitely not as valuable as this horse.

But the horse was too heavy and the hillside was too steep, so the Hu people gave up all their own people and horses.

It would be better if you were still alive, Shang Zhen thought about it while watching the sky.

The sky is dark and it has already fallen. With Shang Zhen's experience of herding sheep out early and returning late, it should be dark.

He felt hungry.

He can’t care about wedding candy, he can’t take care of them now, so he should take care of himself first!

Shang Zhen, who had been grazing sheep for many years, has now lost his family. He has long lost his peers who lament that he has a bad fate.

I have to get some food for myself before dawn.

Usually he drinks goat milk when he grazed sheep, but this time he doesn't have to think about goat milk.

Horse milk? It’s even more unrealistic. The horse that fell to death was a stallion.

It seems that I can only eat horse meat.

Oh, by the way, there is also the knife that Wedding Candy gave him.

Shang Zhen subconsciously touched his boots, but his hands were empty!

When he found out that the knife was gone, he felt his hair brush stand up all of a sudden.

It’s not OK without a knife! How can I eat horse meat without a knife? I am neither a dog nor a wolf, but I don’t have the ability to bite the horse’s skin and tear the horse’s meat!

Shang Zhen lowered his head and looked at his boots carefully. At this time, he found that the boots on his right had been opened, and the gap was straight.

It must be that when I rolled down from the top of the mountain, the knife was blocked by the rocks, but the knife cut off my boots.

Shang Zhen couldn't help but feel a little more hope in his heart.

As long as it doesn't fall off while riding a horse, you may be able to find the knife, which should have landed on the mountain wall or at the bottom of the ditch.

Shang Zhen stood up with difficulty and began to look for the knife.

There was no valley around him, and Shang Zhen kicked it for a while before he could be sure.

Shang Zhen turned around and looked at the hillside.

The snow has stopped. Although the hillside is steep, there is a thick snow falling on it.

I really have to hold on, but I can't see anything for a while, Shang Zhen thought again.

However, thankfully, a shepherd always has good eyes.

When he was even more grateful, in just a moment, Shang Zhen saw the outline of a small knife on the snow slope on the mountain wall four or five feet high above his head.

As for the full moon scimitar, the knife is curved, and the outline of the knife is still curved when it falls on the snow.

The mountain wall is very steep, and Shang Zhen must not be able to climb up. He now feels that it is a miracle that he has not fallen to death.

But as long as he sees the knife, he will naturally have a way to take it off.

Shang Zhen started kicking at the bottom of the valley again, and soon he picked up two stones.

He naturally used the stones to hit the knife.

In fact, the same is true. Shang Zhen just threw a stone towards the slope with his face, and the stone accurately hit the knife "hidden" under the snow.

With a "date", the knife was shaken by a stone, and the balance of subtle force that originally stayed on the mountain wall was broken.

Then the knife slid down.

You also have to chop wood and light the fire and barbecue!

Shang Zhen had forgotten the pain on his body, and he started to work hard.

The texture of the thorns is hard, and the old thorns from last year will not rot and cut them down just as they can be used as firewood.

Soon night came.

At this time, a little light of fire appeared behind a mountain.

If you pass the top of the mountain, you can see a short-armed boy roasting horse meat on a bright bonfire.

The aroma of horse meat spreads in this iron-enclosed mountain, so in the dark night there was a pair of green eyes looking at the fire, the meat, the boy.
Chapter completed!