Chapter 70 Snow Fist!

I haven't slept all night.

The more Pan Hongsheng thought about it, the more angry he became. He worked hard to pull the two dead maids around. Even in Chengdu, who was not familiar with his life, he was angry and became a beauty. He beat him and ran away immediately. As a result, he did so much that it was not as good as a star's face.

Of course, in the end, he also saw the attitude of the two girls admitting their mistakes, but the attitude is on the one hand. It is impossible to ignore the mistakes they have made, but he remembered that he came out in order to get rid of the shadow of "forced marriage" by the two girls. As a result, the two people are still in tears, and I feel a little sorry. No.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, Pan Hongsheng had already taken a shower and changed into a clean one. The water temperature slightly lower than his body temperature made his persistent feverish head calm down a lot, took a breath, and then stepped out of the room.

Pan Hongsheng was quite impressed by the ten thousand Buddhas of Mount Emei that the old man once mentioned. At least at that time, when the old man said with a proud face that he had time to go and have a look, the vegetable leaves in the big yellow teeth did not have time to be picked.

Although I don't know why the old man is so happy, after searching for some information from the Internet, Pan Hongsheng still has a respectful attitude towards the snowy mountain, and will not shout when he goes up the mountain. After all, there have been four avalanches in history, which is not a joke.

"Sir, tickets." Coming out of Hongzhu Mountain, Pan Hongsheng walked directly to the mountain, and soon felt that the temperature had dropped a lot. At this time, a large fence blocked the road in the distance. A staff member watched Pan Hongsheng and quickly ran over and asked.

"Oh, no ticket, how much is it? I'll buy it." Pan Hongsheng shook his head, then heard the staff say the price, took it out of his wallet, and then moved on.

"Sir, the temperature at the top of the snowy mountain is about minus 20 degrees. Do you need to add some clothes? It will be very expensive to buy it on the mountain. Looking at Pan Hongsheng's bright, the staff said kindly.

"No, thank you. Look at my bones, I can't climb to the top of the mountain, haha!" He shook his head and refused. Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything more. After bypassing a mountain bag, he continued to walk up.

Pan Hongsheng's departure is early. Generally speaking, if the tour group will leave at seven o'clock, the temperature is relatively high at this time, and if you go to the mountain at night, you can't come back at all.

So although it is bright now, there is only a thin figure on the snowy mountain climbing up step by step, walking on those more rugged roads.

"My God, I heard that there are monkeys on this mountain, and I don't know where they are. Is this place so remote yet?" While climbing the mountain, Pan Hongsheng said breathlessly.

He didn't wear many clothes. Although he knew that the temperature on the mountain would be very low, he only wore a half-sleeve and a down jacket, which looked very light, but the piercing cold wind from time to time still made his teeth trembling a little.

Full of warm thoughts**. Pan Hongsheng's life has indeed been moistened these days. Even his ability to resist drought and frost has decreased a lot. Thinking that when he got up, he woke up with cold water with ice, he didn't feel so cold.

At this moment, in the top of the Buddha, an old man in a Zhongshan suit sat quietly on the steps at the door of the temple and watched the sunrise, muttering to himself.

"Master, breakfast is ready. Do you want to eat it now?" Behind him, a teenager who was about 15 years old and a little green on his face said.

"Wait a minute, you can practice your boxing for me first." The old man shook his head, looked at the little boy and then said.

"Okay." After singing a promise, the little boy immediately walked to the old man. He stepped up and began to punch a set of punches, while the old man's eyebrows were twisted together for a while, and he shook his head and sighed. It was not until after a set of punches that he looked at the little boy blankly.

"What's the name of this punch?" The old man asked faintly.

"Snow, Snow Fist." The little boy also gasped a little. Unlike Pan Hongsheng, the former is because of air pressure, while the latter is because this set of fists takes half an hour.

"Well, face the wall for three days, and cook by yourself." The old man nodded, and then did not look at the pale little boy. He turned his head and continued to look at the sun between the two mountains.

The little boy left silently, and the respectful food was brought to the ground beside the old man. Then he pouted and walked towards an invisible rugged path with tears in his eyes.

"I lost at the beginning, I can't let you lose again, silly boy!" There was a smile and hope in the corners of his eyes, and the old man said faintly in a voice that only he could hear.

200 meters away from the altitude here, a young man sat down at school, cursing and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he stood up and continued to climb up.

"Damn, why is his mother's body so bad? Now he's gasping like this. Dad should know not to throw me in the coffin for nothing!" Pan Hongsheng said to himself, and it was not until he vaguely saw the three words "Wan Buddha Top" not far away that he gritted his teeth and accelerated his pace a little and walked towards the destination.

Pan Hongsheng climbed very fast, otherwise even the air pressure could not make him so breathless. At a certain speed, Pan Hongsheng almost took less than two hours to reach the top of the Buddha, almost twice the distance of others. After all, it was much harder to go up the mountain than down the mountain.

"It's finally here." After walking for nearly half an hour, Pan Hongsheng looked at the top of the Buddha and the old man sitting at the door, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

"Old man, let me ask you, what time is it?" Pan Hongsheng walked over quickly and looked at the old man and asked.

"If there is a sunrise, just watch it yourself." The old man obviously didn't like to answer Pan Hongsheng. He pointed to the sun lazily, and then said faintly.

"But I can't watch it." Pan Hongsheng said depressingly, and at the same time, he smiled and blocked the sun with his body, so that the old man had to focus on him.

"Don't you know it's disrespectful to do this? Who taught you? Unexpectedly, the old man did not speak rudely in anger, but looked up at Pan Hongsheng, and then his eyes lit up with a smile on his face.

"No one taught me. I just want to ask about the time." Pan Hongsheng narrowed his eyes and said.

"It's 7:30 now. You can stay and have dinner if you have nothing to do." The old man pointed to the porridge beside him. Obviously, he knew that Pan Hongsheng had not eaten yet, and Pan Hongsheng, who had climbed the mountain for two hours, also found that he was a little hungry, and then curled his lips and asked.

"How much is a bowl?"