He looked around and walked to a snow pile. He took off the wooden stick on his back and dug the snow pile apart, revealing a large piece of oil paper.

Under the oil paper was a pile of dry firewood and an iron pot.

Because of the oil paper and the fact that the snow here never melts all year round, the firewood was still dry, but it was cold and hard, so it took a lot of effort to light it.

Xiao Qing helped fill the iron pot with snow blocks, watching the snow blocks slowly melt in the pot, and their hands and feet gradually warmed up because they were standing by the fire.

Hu Lichangtian took out an oil paper bag from his backpack, grabbed a handful of things from the bag, and threw it into the iron pot to cook.

Bai Zhi looked closely and found that it was dried mushrooms and thinly sliced ​​dried meat.

Hu Lichangtian sprinkled some salt into the pot, and after just a simple cooking, the aroma was so fragrant that my stomach, which was not hungry at first, began to growl.

Hu Lichangtian dug out two bowls from the snow pile, wiped them with snow, and handed one to Xiao Qing: “You two girls use one, and the three of us men use one.”

The five people gathered around the fire, eating a simple mushroom and pork soup, and they felt like they were eating delicacies from the mountains and the sea.

“Are you warmed up?” Hu Lichangtian asked.

Bai Zhi nodded: “I am warm, and my strength is back. Uncle Hu, are these things left by you mountain climbers?”

Hu Lichangtian said: “I don’t know about them. I hid them here. Sometimes I have to spend the night here, and I can’t do it without a fire.”

“Are you here all the way?” Xiao Qing asked with a smile. If they were here all the way, they wouldn’t have to worry about being hungry or cold.

Hu Lichangtian said: “There are three places in total. This is the first one. The next one is still far away. Let’s go first. I hope we can get to the next one before dark.”

Bai Zhi asked: “We have entered Kunlun now! How long will it take to find the Ice Cicada?”

Hu Lichangtian shook his head: “We can’t consider this, entering Kunlun now. We have to go to a place where I hide the stove to enter Kunlun. The Ice Cicada and Snow Lotus are both in Forgotten Valley in Kunlun. Only in Forgotten Valley, you can find these two.”

“Uncle, have you been to Forgotten Valley ?” Xiao Qing asked.

Hu Lichangtian nodded: “I have been there once, otherwise how do you think I cure my Love Gu? He smiled, a little bitter.

Bai Zhi asked: “You never went there again?”

Hu Lichangtian sighed and said, “Young lady, you have never seen the Forgotten Valley and don’t know what’s going on inside, that’s why you ask this question.”

After a pause, Hu Lichangtian continued: “Do you know why it’s called the Forgotten Valley?”

The four of them shook their heads: “People call the Forgotten River the dividing river between the Yellow Spring Road and the Underworld. Only the dead can enter the Forgotten River, not the living.”

Xiao Qing got goosebumps when she heard this and asked hurriedly: “I heard the storyteller talk about the Forgotten River, saying that the water is as red as blood, and it’s full of It is a lonely ghost that cannot be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, with a fishy wind blowing in the face. In addition, there is an old woman who will sit by the bridge and feed people something, what soup.”

Bai Zhi laughed: “Are you talking about the Naihe Bridge? The old woman is called Meng Po. She gives those who are going to reincarnate a bowl of Meng Po soup to make them forget their past lives and start a new life.”

Xiao Qing nodded repeatedly: “Yes, yes, that’s it, the storyteller said so.”

Bai Zhi smiled and said: “I don’t know if there is a Naihe Bridge and Meng Po in this world, but I believe that there is no such thing in Kunlun Mountain.”