People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 844: Sleepwalking and Grasping Jiang Feng

Liang Mansion, guest room.

Lao Li sat alone at the table, holding a cup of strong tea in his hand, worrying.

He is really tired.

After wandering around on Master Shen's boat for a long time during the day, he finally got ashore. He hadn't even had a few sips of tea when he was scared by Qi Yan and started to run for his life. However, he couldn't escape in the end and was locked in the same room with Qi Yan and was harassed crazily.

Old Li could still endure the physical torture and fatigue, but during the meal at the inn that night, Old Li watched Liang Xun and Ning Ci Qiu show their affection in front of him. The psychological trauma caused made Old Li feel as if his life was not worth it.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

Lao Li raised his head and drank the strong tea in the cup. For a moment, he could not tell whether the bitterness in his mouth came from the tea or from the sadness in his heart.

"Hey! I can't sleep."

Lao Li shook his heavy head and did not forget Qi Yan's instructions.

He could only use his brother's wonderful life to stimulate his fragile nerves in this long night to keep his spirits up.

But then he fell into depression again.

"I can endure for a few days without sleeping, but where can I find the mountain that Qi Yan mentioned?"

Lao Li took out the box from his arms, but did not dare to open it easily. He just stared at the patterns on the box and frowned frequently.

"I did hear that during the Victoria Operation, Rhodes Island had an operator codenamed Shan, but Qi Yan couldn't possibly want me to run to Rhodes Island to get help, right?"

As he was talking, Lao Li started to laugh at himself.

He shook his head again, put the box on the table, and reached for the teapot in front of him:

"Shangshu has three mountains and seventeen peaks. If I climb them one by one, how long will it take for me to find the right mountain...

But that’s all. At least Qi Yan’s reminder is better than Liang’s…it’s just that it’s still missing some details…like taking a nap?”

Lao Li's hand holding the teapot suddenly stopped.

He clearly hadn't planned on saying the last part, but his mouth somehow lost control and he even spoke in a teasing tone.

It was as if another person was saying those words through his mouth.

Lao Li only felt a chill enveloping him.

He shuddered suddenly and realized something was wrong.

The chill that enveloped me did not come from mental oppression, but from the fact that the temperature around me was really dropping.

Lao Li quickly turned his head to look around, then he was completely frightened and stood there.

The originally warm house had long disappeared, and all that was left before his eyes was a vast snowy scene.

The wooden tables and chairs in front of him turned into stone benches and stone tables built in the mountains. The box he carried along the way disappeared, leaving only the pot of strong tea he brewed for himself, quietly placed on the stone table, with a faint white mist lingering from the spout of the pot.

Lao Li took a deep breath.

The cold air filled his lungs, causing some pain in his chest.

"Something happened again."

Lao Li looked around vigilantly and confirmed that he had arrived in the mountains.

He stood up and turned to look at the plank road not far away. The stones used for the steps were obviously quite old, and were covered with traces of erosion by wind, snow and time.

"Oh, forget it, since you can't resist, you might as well give up resistance and enjoy it."

Lao Li made a self-deprecating remark, shrugged his shoulders, put his hands in his pockets, and walked up the stone steps.

Looking around, all you can see are black and white, white snow and black mountains.

The mountain was not originally pure black, but under the mist of white snow, the soil and dead branches, which were not originally black, all turned into varying shades of black.

"I heard that in dreams, people can't distinguish colors, there are only black and white, so I am in a dream."

Lao Li muttered to himself to make amends, as if this could help him relieve his inner confusion and tension.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a blue-gray stone tablet appeared before him.

"...grasp Jiang Feng."

Lao Li looked at the words on the stone tablet. For some reason, although he knew it was his first time here, he felt a sense of familiarity with the name.

Forcing down the strange feeling in his heart, Lao Li frowned and continued walking along the plank road towards the top of the mountain.

He was also determined at this moment to see what fate was waiting for him.

"Qi Yan has already made a promise. He wants to protect me. I don't believe that you, a mere fragment, can snatch me from Qi Yan!"

Lao Li muttered to himself, threatening the air, his steps getting faster and faster.

Not until the terrain slowed down under his feet did he finally see the top of the mountain vaguely, and also the pavilion vaguely visible in the snowy scene.

There was someone in the pavilion, waving at him.

Lao Li gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. His feet made a series of "crunch" sounds in the white snow, which became the only sound in the mountains.

When he finally finished the last section of the journey and arrived at the pavilion, he found that there was no one there.

"What the hell?" Old Li bravely shouted, "Hey, are you still there?"

"I'm here."

A woman's answer rang in Lao Li's ears, but he still didn't see her.

"Where is this place?" Lao Li asked again.

“The end of the hike, in other words, is the top of the mountain.”

"What do you want to do by bringing me here?"

"Otherwise, you asked me to come."

"I?"

Lao Li felt confused for a moment, and then he heard himself speak:

"Yes, I asked you to come. I wanted to catch up with you."

"Let's talk for a while?"

"No, it's not fun without suspense."

"Oh, you look down on me so much?"

The woman chuckled, and the sound echoed in Lao Li's ears, but she was still nowhere to be seen.

Lao Li wanted to speak, but found himself becoming a bystander.

Someone said through him: "I came here to give you a small gift. This is a pair of black and white. You pick one and I will keep the other."

The woman snorted and seemed to be hesitating about something.

Without waiting for the woman to make a choice, Lao Li spoke again:

"You figured it out. It's not surprising. I can fool other people, but I can't fool you."

"If you know this, why do you still do this?" the woman asked, "Aren't you afraid of losing everything?"

"I have a feeling that when this situation is formed, there will be variables. I am destined not to win... but I will not lose either."

"variable?"

"A wolf returning home."

"..."

Just as Lao Li was hearing the key point, a burst of thunder rang in his ears without any warning, and each thunder was louder than the last.

He shuddered and was shaken up from the table by the thunder. He was shocked to find that he had woken up from his dream and was still in the guest room of the Liang Mansion.

The teapot in front of me had already turned cold, thunder was rumbling outside, and the sky was as bright as day.

Lao Li stood up and walked to the window, looking at the thunder in the sky, and said with mixed feelings:

"What a weird experience. Thanks to the thunder that woke me up. But... looking at the situation, I feel like it would be better for me to take the risk alone, rather than letting the whole Shang Shu suffer."

He sighed, turned around and prepared to put away the box, then went to find Liang Xun to ask what was going on.

But when he turned around, Lao Li's body suddenly froze.

There was only a pot of cold tea on the table, where was the box?

"What the hell..."

Lao Li felt a little toothache and took out another box from his arms: "Is this Liang Mansion honeycomb coal? It's ok for Qi Yan to come in, but how come other little thieves can come in and out at will?

Fortunately, I am not a rookie, and I know the principle of "better safe than sorry".

He checked the real box and after confirming that it was correct, he quickly put it back into his arms and turned around to push the door.

But before he reached the door, a strange feeling of drowsiness suddenly came over him.

"Again?!"