Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 547 The Little Demon 8

As the car entered the suburban forest, the world was already a blanket of silver. The two sisters trudged through the snow, their breath forming frost on their eyelashes.

When setting up the tent, Luo Yunshuang was at a loss as to what to do while holding onto the tent pole: "Is this pole in its rebellious phase?!"

Yun Chu took it with a suppressed smile, and instantly switched to a "human-shaped camping machine", neatly unfolding the waterproof cloth, slightly bending his knees to stabilize his center of gravity, and clasping the bracket joints with his fingers like lightning.

Snowflakes hit the brim of her down jacket, but her eyes remained focused and her movements smooth and flowing:

First, insert the ground nails to fix the four corners, then straighten the top beam frame with a "swish", and finally tighten the windproof rope with a twist of the wrist. Within three minutes, a stable hemispherical shelter will be erected.

The whole process is like a snow ballet - simple, precise, and with a bit of the heroic spirit of a female warrior.

The barrage exploded instantly:

[The Flash himself?! My sister's hand speed saves the world!]

[Rolling in the snow vs. professional camping: this comparison is so funny, hahahahaha]

[Coach, I want to learn this! Please give me a tutorial!]

[Frostshuang is stagnant.jpg has been crushed by her younger sister.]

As dusk fell, the hot pot began to boil on the snow.

When the red oil melted and rolled, the ice field instantly became filled with the smell of fireworks.

Luo Yunshuang picked up some meat with long chopsticks in the mist. Her cheeks were red from the cold, but she smiled so hard that her teeth were showing. "Eating spicy beef in -10 degrees Celsius—hiss! This is the pinnacle of life!"

Yun Chu, like a magician, pulled out the steamed buns he had reserved that morning and toasted them on the gas stove until they were crispy and golden. "Steamed buns with shabu-shabu meat, a unique way to eat it!"

The camera sweeps across the shocking contrast: in the distance is the silent sea of ​​frost-covered forest, in the near distance is a steaming copper pot, and the two sisters huddled in a blanket to share food.

The barrage scrolls crazily:

[Ice and fire! This scene is amazing!]

[Buns that are crispy and stuffed with lamb? ? Is my sister a genius?!]

[Shuangshuang's emoji of crying over the spicy food but still eating voraciously has been captured! ]

As dusk deepened, Yunchu lit a small handheld firework.

At the moment when the golden sparks splashed, Luo Yunshuang suddenly pointed at the tent and exclaimed - a few wild rabbits were squatting five meters away, peeking at the copper pot with their ears perked up.

The two held their breath and looked at each other, and in the last second before the fireworks went out, they both fell down laughing in the snow.

While cleaning up the mess, Luo Yunshuang suddenly shoved her cold hand into the back of Yun Chu's neck, causing him to scream.

After their playful romp, they lay side by side on the moisture-proof mat, gazing at the stars. The Milky Way, like shattered diamonds, covered the dark blue sky. Luo Yunshuang whispered, "So the warmest thing in the bitter cold is..." She paused, waiting for Yun Chu to turn her head before shouting, "The greasy sauce from the bun filling is stuck on my down jacket and I can't wash it off!"

The laughter startled the snow from the treetops. Yun Chu blinked at the camera: "Tomorrow's preview——"

Luo Yunshuang suddenly grabbed the selfie stick and said, "My sister's handmade kingdom's revenge! We're going to build snow sculptures that are even more abstract than the potato and piggy ones!"

The last comments on the screen flashed by were "Please spare the snow sculpture" and "Looking forward to the double collapse scene", and the picture gradually dimmed with the smiling faces of the two people reflected in the snow.

The next afternoon, as the camera followed the sisters out of the tent, a silent and majestic silver-white world suddenly unfolded.

Last night's snow generously covered everything. The distant mountains were wrapped in a soft blanket of snow, and their outlines were tinged with a gentle light golden edge under the thin winter sun.

The nearby pine forest is the most dedicated guard. The dark green needles are weighed down by the snow, as if they are covered with heavy frosting. Occasionally, the branches that cannot bear the weight will tremble slightly, and then shake off a burst of crystal snow mist, which sparkles like broken diamonds in the sun.

The air was as cold as freshly filtered crystal, and every breath brought a sweet chill that turned into a wisp of white smoke before my eyes.

The snow under my feet was thick and soft, and every step made a pleasant "crunching" sound, leaving behind two sets of deep and shallow, crooked footprints, winding all the way to the small river at the end of my sight that had not yet completely frozen.

The river did not succumb to the severe cold. Between the floating ice and the unmelted snow, it still flowed tenaciously with a deep blue color, like a lively crystal ribbon embedded in a pure white canvas.

"Look! Pure natural, no filter!"

Luo Yunshuang excitedly raised the selfie stick and spun it, and the camera instantly captured the scene of several startled tits flapping their wings over the snow-covered bushes, kicking up fine snow dust.

She deliberately pointed the camera at an old tree covered in icicles: "Look at the icicles on this branch. Doesn't it look like a bunch of crystal chopsticks casually scattered by heaven?"

"Sister, those aren't chopsticks, they're ice spikes..." Yun Chu sighed helplessly. Her camera was quieter, panning slowly to record the greater tranquility.

The boundless snowfield glowed softly in the sunlight, and the snow slopes in the distance were like smooth satin. Occasionally, a layer of gauze-like snow particles were blown up by the wind, swirling and merging into the equally clear light blue sky.

The sunlight shines through the sparse branches, casting clear and deep shadows on the white snow, like a print painted with light.

"Crack--" There was a slight crisp sound, followed by Luo Yunshuang's exclamation and a muffled sound.

The camera suddenly shook and the picture spun around - she was so focused on taking pictures of the snow on the treetops that she slipped and fell into a soft snow pit nearby. Her down jacket was instantly covered with snowflakes, like a doll that was suddenly pressed into a cream cake.

Amidst the splattering snow powder, only her round, staring eyes and slightly frizzy head were revealed.

The barrage immediately boiled over:

[Hahahaha, art comes from wrestling! ]

[High energy ahead! Shuangshuang brand human snow shovel is now online!]

[First quick shot! Frost's limited edition snow figurine!]

Yun Chu couldn't help but smile as he pointed the camera steadily at his sister in the pit: "Well, the 'snow immersion experience' is perfect."

In the background was Luo Yunshuang's clumsy figure as she climbed up angrily, stirring up the snow flakes flying around her, and jumping and dancing in the sunlight.

Luo Yunshuang finally struggled out of the snow pit. Her down jacket was wrapped in thick snow, making her look like a furry snow monster that had just been unearthed.

She angrily patted the falling snow powder on her body and bared her teeth at the camera: "What are you laughing at! This is... a warm-up, understand?"

Yun Chu suppressed a laugh, reached out to help her steady herself, and brushed the snowflakes off her hair. "The warm-up was perfect. Now it's time for the main event—where's the promised 'artistic revenge battle'?"

Yun Chu pointed to a patch of thick, untrodden snow. The sunlight cast a clear shadow of the two people on the white ground. "I've put the snowboard, scraper, and watering can by the tent. Artist, please?"

Luo Yunshuang instantly revived on the spot, and with her hands on her hips, she was full of fighting spirit. "Look at me using these skillful hands to wash away my previous shame!"

She grabbed a plastic snow shovel and rushed to the clearing. "Goal—to surpass the Potato Pig Abstract Art from the day before yesterday!"

But after running two steps, his foot slipped again and Yun Chu barely managed to catch his arm.

The barrage immediately flooded the screen:

[Hahahahaha, revenge is not achieved yet but I slip away first! ]

[Shuangshuang: Snow is my lifelong enemy]

[My sister's hand is my life-saving straw! ]

Luo Yunshuang steadied herself, her face slightly red, but she forced herself to remain calm: "It was an accident, a complete accident!"

She squatted down and used a snow shovel to clumsily dig at the base of the snow pile, muttering to herself, "First, an abstract flying pig!"

As a result, the snow was shoveled everywhere by her, and the base was crooked like a melted ice cream cone. She herself was choked by the raised snow powder and started coughing.

[Frost's Snow Pile Technique: Injure the enemy by a thousand while injuring yourself by eight hundred!]

Where's the piglet? I only saw the avalanche!

【Artist's Struggle.jpg is so funny! 】