Chapter 47 Unexpected

Jiang Cheng lay on the ground, panting heavily. Wu stood beside him. Huai Yi swallowed, feeling that in this situation, he probably shouldn't disturb them.

Jiang Cheng slowly got up from the ground. The blizzard had completely stopped, and the sky was a strange gray. The entire snow mountain was shrouded in an indescribable, bizarre color.

Seeing that Huai Yi was okay, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Wu, who immediately shifted his gaze, only showing him half of his face, with a cold demeanor that warned people to stay away.

"Thank you this time," Jiang Cheng said sincerely.

Wu didn't react, but Jiang Cheng vaguely saw his chin nod slightly.

Realizing that Wu didn't seem to like this topic, Jiang Cheng shifted his gaze to the distance and changed the subject. "Where... where did the Hungry Ghost go?"

Wu tilted his head slightly, and a line of words appeared on the snow: Ran away.

Actually, even without Wu saying it, Jiang Cheng knew. There was a row of large footprints on the snow, crooked and winding, heading into the distance, as if someone had walked after getting drunk. There were also several places where they had fallen.

Jiang Cheng could fully imagine the Hungry Ghost's embarrassing escape.

Moreover, at this moment, Wu, standing in front of him, gave him a feeling he had never experienced before. If he used to feel that Wu was powerful, now he felt unfathomable.

Something terrible seemed to have happened to Wu. Jiang Cheng suddenly had this inexplicable premonition.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to leave with Huai Yi, Wu pointed at the cliff. Huai Yi, who had barely caught his breath, was frightened by Wu's action, thinking that the other party wanted him to be proactive and jump down himself.

But Jiang Cheng understood Wu's meaning and said with pleasant surprise, "There's someone down there! The person who was traveling with us, he's not dead?"

Wu nodded.

Following Wu's guidance, Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi found Bai Xi on a platform under the cliff, hanging from the rocks. He had no obvious external injuries, but he had fainted.

It took Huai Yi a lot of effort to tie Bai Xi to his body, and then Jiang Cheng pulled them up from above.

With Bai Xi in tow, they couldn't go far, so they had to find a cave nearby to rest temporarily. They set up a tent inside the cave and placed the unconscious Bai Xi inside.

When Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi turned around, a pile of fire had actually been lit in the cave. Wu stood by the fire, his body radiating a darkness that even the firelight couldn't dispel, like a pool of ink that couldn't be dissolved.

Wu naturally didn't need the fire to keep warm. Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, walked to the fire, sat down, stretched out his hands, and warmed himself by the fire. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the bone-chilling cold was dispelled. At this moment, he felt like he was truly alive.

Looking at the rising flames, Huai Yi was almost drooling. He was also cold, his legs shivering, and his clothes were radiating cold air.

But Wu was there, and he didn't dare to go near. Moreover, he sincerely felt that the fire wasn't meant for him.

After Wu glanced at the tent inadvertently, Huai Yi consciously immediately shifted his gaze, then obediently crawled back into the tent, facing the wall in contemplation beside the sleeping Bai Xi in his sleeping bag.

One thing he was relieved about was that with Wu guarding the entrance, the Hungry Ghost would definitely not appear.

Pulling out a dry piece of wood, Jiang Cheng stirred the flames in front of him, making the wood inside burn more thoroughly. "I know the Hungry Ghost was able to run away because you didn't want to chase it. You came back to save us." Jiang Cheng dropped the wood, looked at Wu, and said, "Although I said it before, I still want to thank you."

The flames were reflected in his blood-red eyes, making them appear even more bewitching. Wu looked at Jiang Cheng with a complex expression. Words appeared on the hard rock ground, as if carved with a knife, "The favor I owed you, I've repaid it."

Jiang Cheng looked at the words, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a tentative tone, "Can I make a small suggestion?"

Seeing that Wu didn't object, Jiang Cheng took a breath and said with a wry smile, "Could you please be a little faster next time you make a move? I can feel that you woke up a long time ago. You were watching us make fools of ourselves, and only at the last moment did you take action."

He could feel that Wu was also annoyed by the other person's roguishness, but he held back. Then, he slowly sat down, right across from Jiang Cheng, the two of them facing each other across the fire.

"Just kidding, we're very grateful that you were able to take action," Jiang Cheng said, stretching his body. After this experience, every joint in his body ached.

After who knows how long, Jiang Cheng's face was flushed red by the fire and he was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, he felt something touch him, and he opened his eyes.

A line of words had appeared on the ground: Why are you secretly drawing portraits?

The moment he saw the words, Jiang Cheng instantly woke up. He subconsciously thought of his sketchbook, which contained the secrets in his heart.

"You're snooping through my things?" Jiang Cheng was both shocked and angry, but after realizing that the person in front of him was Wu, his confidence quickly waned.

Wu lowered his head, showing no expression, as if he hadn't done it.

The two of them sat there until Jiang Cheng threw another half of a dry log into the fire. "I... I actually have a problem here." Jiang Cheng pointed to his head. "I occasionally forget some people and some things. Memories are a painful thing for me, but some people are very good to me, and I'm afraid of forgetting them."

"This world is very indifferent, it's people who have warmth." Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, staring at the flames, and said softly, "I'm afraid of forgetting these people, of forgetting how good they were to me."

Wu's eyes slowly narrowed.

...

Halfway up the mountain, Lu Yu, hidden in the cave, slowly opened her eyes. She was hiding in the tent, clutching her phone tightly in her hand. She had been woken up by the cold, and when she woke up, she felt like her whole body was covered in ice.

The tent was whistling in the wind, as if a huge blower was blowing against the tent.

Lu Yu slowly pulled open a slit in the tent and looked outside. A huge blizzard had sprung up outside the cave, and large snowflakes were smashing against the tent, which was even a bit scary.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yu was shocked. She struggled to stand up, leaned against the wall of the cave, and braved the wind and snow, limping to the entrance, carefully poking her head out to look.

In the next second, her pupils couldn't help but shrink.

She saw a terrifying snow tornado forming on the mountainside about a hundred meters away from the entrance of the cave, and in the very center of the snow tornado, there was a vaguely large, blurry figure.

Sure enough, it was the Hungry Ghost!

The moment she discovered the Hungry Ghost, Lu Yu's heart sank to the bottom. Her first reaction was that the team that was playing the "bait" had all met with misfortune.

"Teacher Gongsun, Bai Xi, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Huai..." Lu Yu couldn't help but choke up. Four lives had been lost.