Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 708: Chapter 71: The Earth Splits into a Ravine

As long as one works hard, an iron rod can be ground into a needle. Xiao Xian, who deeply believed in this principle, searched for a full three days at the northern foot of Changbai Mountain and found absolutely nothing.

"Zhou Ziang, are you sure what you said is correct? Can that big dog really smell Spiritual Energy? Make it stop running," in the snowy mountains, Xiao Xian’s Spiritual Power was depleted surprisingly fast. Fortunately, she could still absorb some Spiritual Energy at night; otherwise, relying solely on some sweet potatoes and potatoes, she really couldn’t hold on.

The White Spirit Mastiff seemed more thrilled to be taken out for a walk than actually looking for someone.

Xiao Que was still young and usually didn’t have many opportunities to walk the big dog around; as for the wild-beast man, it goes without saying. Out of the 365 days of the year, either he was out and about, or as soon as he returned to the cabin, he would sleep soundly. He didn’t even touch cooking or making fire.

How could such a person take good care of Xiao Que’s daily life? Xiao Xian had wanted several times to kick him awake with her foot.

Once she did, indeed, kick him while the man was sound asleep. It felt like she kicked a chunk of copper—so hard and solid that the man sleeping didn’t budge, but Xiao Xian’s foot went numb instead.

When the big white-haired dog started running, it was like a swift horse galloping across flat land. Most of the time, it transformed into a gust of snow wind. Its route was also erratic, shifting left and right without a set path.

If Xiao Xian didn’t use the Cloud Ascension Technique, she simply couldn’t keep up with it.

Zhou Ziang, with his tall stature and long legs, turned it into a race in the snowy land. Poor Xiao Xian, by the end of a morning or an afternoon, would be drained of Spiritual Power, and she could only let Zhou Ziang pull her along by the hand. At first, she felt a bit uncomfortable, but as it happened more often, she became accustomed to it.

Today was no exception. From morning to afternoon, the White Spirit Mastiff ran from the foot to halfway up the mountain and still wanted to run further up in one go. Xiao Xian accidentally stepped into a snow pit, soaking her cotton shoes, and had to protect her feet with Spiritual Energy all the way, though she was inwardly complaining.

Zhou Ziang slowed down and blew a sharp whistle; several Snow Cloud Sparrows were startled into flight in the snowy field, and the White Spirit Mastiff obediently stopped.

"What did you just call me for?" Zhou Ziang came over and saw her panting, a smile on his face.

"Zhou- Ziang," Xiao Xian angrily took off her shoes, wrung out her shoe shaft, and in just a moment, ice had formed on the shaft. When she twisted it, the ice shattered into pieces in her hand.

"Just call me Ziang," Zhou Ziang requested earnestly.

"It’s just a name, why fuss over it so much," Xiao Xian pouted, and her foot was lifted up. "What are you doing, put it down." Xiao Xian blushed as she saw her foot in his hand.

Her shoes were taken off, as were Zhou Ziang’s snow boots. Xiao Xian glanced at his socks—gray wool socks. They had been living in the north-east for almost ten days now, and despite him not changing clothes the entire time, it didn’t give off any unclean feeling.

Her feet warmed up again. The feeling of switching from size 36 women’s boots to size 44 men’s boots was indescribable.

"I am a man, with more vigorous blood and qi," before Xiao Xian could refuse, Zhou Ziang’s words sealed her argument.

After a dead silence, Xiao Xian found something to say, "Where have we run off to this time? I feel like we’ve gone farther than usual." Actually, not knowing if Xiao Que would feel lonely being alone in the cabin, the White Spirit Mastiff usually only ran for three or four hours, and it would always return to the cabin on time, either at noon or in the evening.

Looking around, Zhou Ziang also noticed that where they were was different from the spot they had settled a few days ago.

As one ascends higher on Changbai Mountain, the terrain becomes steeper and steeper. At the summit, except for a few tourist spots, the landscape is mostly cliffs and precipices. Some smooth ice walls resemble Ice Blades carved by sharp knives, extremely dangerous.

At this moment, the White Spirit Mastiff was wagging its tail, wandering back and forth next to a Snow Gully. This snow gully was very long, roughly several kilometers in length, and wide enough to accommodate one or two people entering.

"Take out the ice blade fragment, quick," Zhou Ziang peered down, where the chill of snow was dense, unable to make out the exact depth.

Xiao Xian took out the ice blade fragment and approached the edge of the gully. The fragment suddenly moved, as if brought to life, and flew straight down towards the mountain wall.

"!!" Xiao Xian looked down into the gully, her heart lifting into her throat.

"Senior Mei is very likely to be below the gully, but we don’t know the depth of this gully; we can’t just go down recklessly," Zhou Ziang released his Spiritual Energy around him and probed below, but the Spiritual Energy was slow to reach the bottom.