Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Heavy snow broke down intermittently, for three days, there was no trend to clear up, silver everywhere, white, cold wind whistled in the sky, the knife generally scratched the face very painful. The weather and snow, not to mention the country roads, are surprisingly few pedestrian vehicles in the city.

At this time, Wang was so deep that he walked shallow on the trail between the mountain forests, and every step, the snow flooded his legs, making a creaking sound.

He walked a path under which the snow was not cement, nor asphalt, but thick dirt. After three days of walking, Xiangshui finally reached Shaoshan.

When the road stops during heavy snow, the climate is cold and Wang Chao has a tough journey. Every day he wakes up before dawn, walks into the evening, and stays in a small hotel or nearby farmer's house for the night.

On the first day, during a difficult journey in the snow, his shoes were first soaked with snow water, and he walked on a country trail, which was very difficult. After tens of thousands of steps, he finally stepped, and had to walk barefoot. By the time it was dark, his feet had become numb.

Fortunately, during his two years of boxing practice, he has learned kung fu in the palms of his feet, can close his pores, not call it cold air invasion, otherwise he would have frozen his lower limbs like a normal person.

Because of the snow and the wind, his umbrella was also blown, the snow fell over his head and opened, flowing into his neck, his whole body was cold, Rao was much stronger and unbearable than ordinary people, by dark, there was actually some dizziness. Obviously frozen from the cold.

Fortunately, Wang Chao walked out more than a hundred miles in the evening and finally found a farmhouse. The farmhouse is an old man who stays behind. The family members go out to work. This enthusiastic old man burned hot water for him, drank ginger brown sugar tea and dispelled the chills from him.

Wang Chao also saw a bamboo weave bra and a coat woven from brown wool at the farmer's house, and a pair of grass shoes. He bought them immediately, put them on fully armed, and walked outside the next day, not afraid of the cold wind and snow. It's just that the grass shoes, though sturdy, can't resist the cold.

So every step he took, he flexed his toes, trying not to let the ice freeze his toes.

On the way here in three days, Wang Chao's feet were the ones who suffered the most.

Easily climbed to the top of a mountain and looked around. The trees were bare, all piled up with ice cream, and Xiaoso's cold winter sights were everywhere.

Wang Chao had already looked at the great man's home in the morning, and now climbed onto the top of a nearby highest mountain, facing the north wind, the batch of clothes were blown to a bang, his heart was so proud, he couldn't help but think of the Qingyuan Spring Snow.

“This scenario...” After standing on the top of the mountain for a while, Wang Chao only went down from the other side of the mountain and continued in a southwesterly direction step by step.

More than a month ago, Wang Chao finally walked to the border of Xiangqian. At this time, heavy snow melted, cold winter passed, warm spring arrived, along the way, snow water melted, flowing on the ground, mud everywhere. Walking step by step is a testament to the desire to succumb.

At first, Wang Chao did not adapt. But over a month later, he grew accustomed to walking and thinking every day. I don't know how many clothes I changed.

Every few days, he buys a set of clothes in the town along the way and changes the old one. Anyway, he carries with him a card of hundreds of thousands of dollars, which is not short of money.

It's just that the casket, the clothes, the grass shoes have never been changed.

On a difficult journey, he mostly took mountain trails, or deserted country trails, rarely encountered people to negotiate, and the silence, silence, and walking along the way caused Wang to gradually forget the noise of the dust world and let his heart fly into the heavens and the earth.

In his step-by-step walk, he naturally accompanied the fist-like shape, one volt at a time, forgetting everything, leaving only a lot of finesse and action in boxing.

Much of the Yun Gui area is mountain lantern, Wang Chao does not take the main road, naturally waste a lot of kung fu, besides, every time he goes to the place, he should look at the history of the previous revolution, so that the journey is slow, until the spring flowers bloom in three or four, and only to the Zunyi of Guizhou.

At the beginning of May, Wang exceeded Red Water and entered Sichuan.

In the past few months, his body has been brushed by the wind cream. His skin, which was slightly white, has become taupe brown. However, his body has not collapsed all the way. Instead, he has become stronger and stronger in footsteps.

In silent walking, Wang Chao sometimes closes his eyes, deep in silence, and can even hear the sound of running water in his veins.

It's the blood of the blood vessels that circulates all over the body and all over the body, under the action of the heart.

Kung Fu goes into the micro area and listens to the blood flow like a mountain spring.

Wang Chao also did not know if these days were silent action, inadvertently reached the point where kung fu was meticulous and deep into the five dirty six hearts. Nor does he care, his body has fully cooperated with every finesse of boxing, and his mind has completely immersed itself in the spirits touched by countless people in the last century.

Sichuan has approached the plateau, the road is more dangerous than Guizhou, often Panshan Road, a road, winding in a rolling mountain, as if it were a giant dragon with no end in sight.

The weather was hot, but Wang Chao didn't feel it.

All he felt was that his body and mind were like a rough jade, and every step of walking was like a polishing sculpture to remove impurities. His body and mind gradually revealed a shine of innocence, rusticity and clarity.

In the past six months of walking, Wang Chao only felt a little difficult and difficult at the beginning. Later, he was actually becoming more and more comfortable. After forgetting the noise of the dust world, his mind was released, as if to make his whole person much easier. He thought about the experience of some of his predecessors in the boxing scriptures, “The more you practice, the more comfortable you are. If you feel bitter, you are wrong. ”

He knew he was right.

The mountains are getting safer, the roads are steeper, the rivers beneath the mountains are getting steeper and the sun in the sky is getting more and more poisonous.

Under such harsh conditions, Wang Chao's daily journey has also become truly difficult, not because of leaks in the daily walking process, which is entirely due to external circumstances and conditions.

In mid-June, Wang Chao winded up along the Great River, and the terroir of the passing towns gradually changed. Occasionally, Tibetans dressed in different Han tribes can be seen.

Finally, on this day, the mountains are soaring into the clouds, and there is about white snow on the hills.

These mountains appeared in front of Wang Chao, completely blocking the way forward, which is Snow Mountain.

Wang Chao looked at the huge and insurmountable snow mountains and knew that the journey ahead was ten times harder than the road he had traveled.

The 10,000-mile long march is just beginning.