Perhaps it was because he had been running around with Yan Wen and others for a while recently, Chen Feng found a mountain to rest in the mountains. After just experiencing the experience just now, Chen Feng could not calm down for a moment. When he was bored, he sorted out the things in the Qiankun cloth bag, the red phosphorus centipede, the blood spirit spider and the Minghun were all motionless, probably all digesting the energy he had just absorbed. Chen Feng held the two most mysterious things on his body, the Star Moon Beads of the Heavens and the Three Stone Statues, and studied for a long time, but there was no new gain. But he couldn't stop, as if there were endless secrets waiting for him to explore.

This winter, it was very cold and dripping water turned into ice. All the fishermen hurried in their huts and survived the winter with difficulty. Chen Feng looked at his old and weak grandparents, and he could only pray for God's blessing. However, things went against their wishes, and the thing he least wanted to see came.

The weather was getting worse and worse. The blizzard had not stopped for three days and three nights. The bitter wind was like a knife, harvesting all life in nature, including humans. The temperature inside and outside the house was very low. Before the spit was even on the ground, it turned into ice slag, blown away by the wind, and turned into powder. The old man in the fishing village died halfway in this cruel winter. In the end, Chen Feng's grandparents were both frozen.

Chen Feng put all the quilts and clothes in the house on his grandparents' bodies, but his grandparents' bodies still didn't heat them out, and the quilts could not be warmed up. The firewood in the village had been used almost cleanly because of heating. Even if there were some in other people's homes, each family had patients or children, so Chen Feng could not expect others to help him.

The nearest to the village is the sea, but the sea has frozen, and Chen Feng can't find what he needs in the sea. The dry firewood on the mountains closest to the village has long been cut off, and the mountains are full of wind and snow, so there is nothing to see, just a piece of white. Chen Feng demolished a few pieces of wood from the j nest - the j inside has already frozen to death - put it in a brazier to keep warm for his grandparents. The grandparents looked at Chen Feng with tears, so weak that they could not speak, and only tears were spinning in their eyes. Chen Feng knew that they couldn't bear to leave themselves.

After comforting his grandparents, Chen Feng stared at the heavy snow outside the window, his ears filled with the whistling of the wind, and he couldn't think of any good idea.

"You can't remove the beam of the house, right?" Chen Feng muttered, "Yes, the beam of the house!" Chen Feng had an idea and finally came up with a solution.

Chen Feng was confused and remembered that there was a abandoned underground building complex on a mountain not far away, with a lot of wood available. Although, many years ago, those things might have been prepared for the dead, they now need to be used to save people.

However, he couldn't think of how Chen Feng knew about this place. This place and everything inside seemed to be naturally imprinted in his mind.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little excited. Yes! He went there to find some wood, but the road was not too far anyway! Chen Feng no longer cared about the consequences of doing this, and he thought there would be no consequences. He did it as soon as he said, so Chen Feng took a rope and quietly walked out of the leaking door of the house.

As soon as he walked out of the house, Chen Feng's body shook, almost blown by the cold wind, and then his face hurt like a knife. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and could see nothing except the white earth and the lead-gray sky. No one, no bird, and no breath of life.

Chen Feng identified the direction and stepped on the heavy snow that was not over his knees, walking towards the mountain with deep and shallow steps. Every step he took, he had to pick up all his strength. The next step was to fall, but the power of faith supported him and did not fall. I don’t know how long he walked, Chen Feng’s whole body was almost numb, especially his feet, without even a trace of consciousness. He just raised it hard and fell down with difficulty. He stopped and gasped for a while, took out a handful of snowflakes from the collar behind his neck and threw it on the ground. His body was too cold, and the snowflakes fell on his skin. However, for the sake of his grandparents, Chen Feng persisted.

Finally, he came to the mountain and found a hidden entrance in a remote corner. He carefully drilled down. A y-fury came to his face. The entrance to this underground building is a gatehouse with beast-shaped ridges that support the rafters, flying zi and the main hall. The main hall is mainly composed of blue bricks and wood, with a sky top, with patterns such as y-yang, five elements, Buddhas and immortals, blue dragons and white tigers, pagodas and lotus flowers, etc. The main hall is surrounded by pavilions and towers.

Seeing such a magnificent scene, Chen Feng was excited and quickly accelerated his pace.

The ice and snow did not absorb Chen Feng's enthusiasm, but the scene in front of him had such power. Most of the pavilions in front of him were stones. Although the pavilions were broken, except for a few large pillars, the wood was mostly high. Chen Feng shook his head and could only walk towards the main hall. Although the main hall was magnificent, it was a little tilted. Many pillars were cracked and were about to collapse, but it still did not fall down. Chen Feng did not dare to go in, for fear that the things inside would be buried alive when he moved.

While standing at the entrance of the hall, Chen Feng noticed the patterns and words related to the legendary immortals on the walls of the hall. After years of erosion, these things still have a mysterious power revealed. Chen Feng looked at the violent and raging sky and saw some common points between them, but he could not say them. What is the relationship between people, nature, heaven, fate, and these things? Chen Feng shook his head, and secretly planted a seed trying to uncover all of this.

After searching around, Chen Feng had no choice but to walk to a room with a snow-white roof and a dark place. This was his only hope.

When he walked closer, Chen Feng finally understood why the house was black. It turned out that a fire had occurred in the house, which made the walls black. When he walked closer, he seemed to see a scene of thick smoke, which was smoky and choking. The house was stone, which could burn the entire stone house to a black spot, which showed that the flames were so big at that time.

When he walked into the house, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel angry. The house was built using this extremely special technique: the walls were covered with large bluestone, and five thick woods were arched together on the roof. Chen Feng was sure that as long as he got one piece of wood, the other four would fall down instantly, and the house would be finished.

Did I have to go back empty-handed after working hard this trip? Am I too optimistic, or because it was too cold, someone wanted to come here to find wood, so I took the lead?

Chen Feng was reluctant to leave, but his eyes were still looking around. After his eyes fell, he suddenly became happy again. There were two cabinets in the corner of the house, because they were also pitch black and the same color as the walls. He was too anxious just now and didn't notice it. When he got closer, Chen Feng was even more surprised. Both cabinets were made of wood, and the whole house was burned clean and rubble. The two cabinets were just burned to the outer skin. It seemed that when the fire was on, some valuable things must have been placed on it and saved by someone in the fire. Looking at the appearance of the cabinet, if he could get it back, he could burn it as firewood for a few days.
Chapter completed!