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Mystery of snow mountain

Author: dream weaving cigarettes

Snow Mountain Mystery 1

Update time 2012-10-613:16: 41word count: 3629.

introduce

2 1 the beginning of the century. South of China.

A heavy snow suddenly fell, the temperature plummeted, and there was a cold weather in Jiangnan that had not been seen for many years. The road is frozen and the traffic is impassable. The highway and the public security department can't solve the problem together. The highway was blocked, and some foreign vehicles were trapped on the road, leaving the village and the store. Because of the low temperature, many people who have been trapped for a long time have caught a cold. Some people cry in the car, some people occasionally walk anxiously outside the car, feeling extremely depressed, cursing, sighing, crying and the roar of heavy snow mixed into a manic tune, echoing in the wilderness.

Xuefeng Mountain is the highest and longest mountain range in central jiangnan province. On the expressway in this area, all kinds of blocked vehicles stretch for more than ten kilometers. The car is covered with thick snow, dense, large and small, like a small snow house in a fairy tale forest, more like a frozen dragon.

That night, the snow gradually stopped, but the wind was stronger. The mountain wind passes through the canyon, rolling up bursts of pines, one after another, like a ghost crying and wolf howling. People stuck on the highway are hiding in cars and wrapping themselves in quilts. At the foot of Xuefeng Mountain, a huge river hovers with thick ice on its surface. Not far from the river, a woman was lying in the snow, covered with snow and turned into a snowman. She was unconscious, her long hair hung freely on the snow, and blood oozed from her head and body, dyeing the surrounding snow deep red. At midnight, the unconscious woman woke up and shouted in a weak voice, "Help! Help ... ",can only answer her as tight as the wind. The instinct of survival made her crawl forward, crawl, crawl, crawl inch by inch like a bug, with pain and cold ... The cry for help became weaker and weaker, and finally, she rolled over and sat up. ...

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