Zhao Xiaoxian and Yaya fell asleep in the quilt in the dark, their faces were flushed, and there was a little bit of saliva on the corners of their mouths, and they didn't know what they were dreaming about now, anyway, the two of them hugged each other tightly, it looked quite fun.

God still left a little way for Ding Fan and the others to survive, and finally didn't bring down a heavy snow early.

Instead, it was only after everyone had seen the front of the wooden house that the snowflakes fell from the sky.

Taking advantage of this time, Ding Fan and Zheng Sanpao just had time to transfer the people and the things on the plow to the house.

As soon as Ding Fan and Zheng Sanpao entered the house, the heavy snow behind them had already begun to fall, and the snowflakes were as big as goose feathers, and the cold wind was blowing so that they couldn't see the vista outside.

In its current state, it is said to be a distant view, and even if someone comes within 10 meters, it may not be able to see it.

Speaking of which, this year's heavy snow seems to have come a little too much, and even a little unusual.

In previous years, when there was no continuous snowfall, even if there were, it was very rare to have two such heavy snowfalls in a row, not to mention Ding Fan, even Zheng Sanpao, a person from the Northeast, had never seen it.

After the four of them entered the house, Zheng Sanpao lit the stove in the house, and raised the temperature in the house as soon as possible.

And Ding Fan took the two girls who had passed out to the side, took out the quilt, and covered the two of them.

By the time Ding Fan's side was busy, the fire on Zheng Sanpao's side was also lit, and the temperature in the room was finally a little warmer.

Ding Fan took off all the clothes on his body, squatted on the edge of the stove, roasted the sweat on his body, and kept warm.

After both of them recovered, Zheng Sanpao said to Ding Fan: "This time, I really didn't expect that bringing two girls over would cause so much trouble, I knew it earlier......"

Ding Fan actually knew what Zheng Sanpao wanted to say, but what was the use of saying this now?

Now that it's like this, I can't say what it can do, anyway, it can't change the current situation.

So Zheng Sanpao was only halfway through his words, but he was interrupted by Ding Fan, shook his head, took a basin in the house, and went outside to get some snow, planning to boil some water later.

Seeing that Ding Fan didn't care about this matter, Zheng Sanpao didn't say anything, otherwise he would be hypocritical, and he followed behind him, braved the heavy snow outside, and came back with some firewood.

It's just that after getting outside, Zheng Sanpao was a little puzzled, the firewood outside seemed to be a little wrong, and there was usually a lot of firewood piled up outside, just to cope with the current weather.

As a result, when I looked at it today, it seemed that there was a lot less firewood here.

Could it be that someone has been here during this time and has lived here for a while?

Zheng Sanpao, who couldn't figure it out, took some firewood from the ground and sent it to the house, while Ding Fan was still loading snow outside, planning to fill the water tank inside first, and save a while.

When Ding Fan came back, he found that Zheng Sanpao had already started chopping firewood outside, but fortunately, there were still a lot of big pieces of wood prepared here before, otherwise it would be difficult to find firewood at this time.

Just for a little firewood, snow and water, the two of them have been busy outside for more than an hour, until the firewood is almost enough for two days, and the two are back in the house to warm up.

Ding Fan and Zheng Sanpao sat on the edge of the stove, put up the pot, boiled a little water in it first, and threw a few potatoes and sweet potatoes in the stove, planning to fill their hunger later.

"That's not right!" Zheng Sanpao finally said the question in his heart: "I prepared a lot of firewood before, which is completely enough for five or six days, why is there so much less today?"

Ding Fan looked at Zheng Sanpao, then at the heavy snow outside the window, thought for a while, and said, "I didn't think about it so much before, I thought that you didn't prepare it this year, how much less did you have this time?"

The last time Ding Fan and Zheng Sanpao came, he noticed the firewood outside.

At that time, Ding Fan also asked, it is said that these firewoods are actually an agreement between Zheng Sanpao and some other old hunters, this house is repaired and built by everyone together, and the firewood outside is also to be consumed, anyone can use it, but after it is used up, it must be all repaired, so that the firewood outside is fully loaded.

This can be said to be the rule that old hunters who hunt in the mountains must follow, and for so many years, no one will not follow the rules.

Only today, the firewood outside has obviously been moved, I think it has been lived here, but after the firewood is used, there is no supplement, this is not like the old hunter did it!

Anyway, these old hunters that Zheng Sanpao knew didn't do this, even if the new hunters went up the mountain, the old hunters would also advise, and they would definitely not let them mess around.

It is precisely because of this that Ding Fan has a little other thought in his heart: "Third uncle, did you say that among the people on the mountain this time, will someone else also come?"

Zheng Sanpao knew all the hunters in the surrounding tunzi, and it was said that no one would do such a thing: "No...... None of the people I know do this, and the older generation of hunters are very disciplined. ”

Ding Fan shook his head and said to Zheng Sanpao: "I'm not talking about an old hunter, I want to say, will it be a newcomer?"

Newcomer?

In fact, at the beginning, Zheng Sanpao also thought about this possibility, but it didn't seem to be enough to think about it, these hunters who went up the mountain could not master the terrain of the mountain once or twice, they were all tempered by following the master in the mountains for several years.

In a few years, other crafts may not be able to be practiced, but they can still know the rules of this mountain, which is the least point.

So Ding Fan said that there was a newcomer coming, but Zheng Sanpao didn't believe it at all.

Look at Zheng Sanpao's expression, even if he doesn't say it, Ding Fan also understands that the people who came this time are not newcomers, and it is more likely that they are poachers.

Ding Fan frowned, shook his head, stood up and glanced outside, turned back to Zheng Sanpao and asked, "I saw a little blood stain outside, it doesn't seem to be a long time." ”

"Bloodstains?"

As soon as Zheng Sanpao heard this, he quickly got up from the ground and asked Ding Fan excitedly, "Where is it?"

Ding Fan didn't know, why did Zheng Sanpao care so much about this matter, wasn't it just a little bloodstain? It didn't look like human blood, was it so important?

It's not the first day, it seems that the time is not short, at least three or four days, what is the use of not watching it now!

It's just that seeing Zheng Sanpao's anxious appearance now, Ding Fan had no choice but to cooperate with him and pointed out to him the location where the bloodstains had just been found.

After Zheng Sanpao determined the location, without saying a word, he collected a pot of ash from the bottom of the stove, and rushed to the location with blood stains against the heavy snow outside, and then poured the ash on the bottom of the stove in his hand, and then re-covered the snowflakes that had just fallen.

As if to cover something, he even stepped on it twice, and waited until the snow on the ground was solid, and then turned away and went back to the house.

Ding Fan glanced outside curiously, and originally wanted to ask about your situation outside.

Who knew that before the words were spoken, Zheng Sanpao spoke first: "It seems that the people who came this time are really those poachers, and I don't know which group of people they are for the time being." ”

Although Ding Fan also suspected that the person who came this time might be a poacher, for the time being, he did not have any evidence in his hand that could explain the problem, after all, whatever the police said was to tell the evidence.

can't be like Zheng Sanpao, who can say whatever comes to mind: "Is there any proof?"

Zheng Sanpao nodded, and said to Ding Fan: "First of all, the time is a little wrong, ordinary old hunters will not go up the mountain so early, like we came early enough this year, usually speaking, they have to go up the mountain after the heavy snow falls twice, there has never been such an early time." ”

Ding Fan thought about it, it seems that it is true, last year, the time to go up the mountain was almost a month later, but this year it was mainly because there was an order from above, so it came a little earlier.

It turned out that these old hunters only went up the mountain at a specific time, which Ding Fan didn't expect.

"On the other hand, the prey obtained from hunting in the mountains is generally not killed here, let alone the blood is left outside. Zheng Sanpao looked outside a little worriedly, sighed and said: "In winter, the beasts on the mountain rarely eat, and there is a bit of blood, these things will become very sensitive, and they will come over if they follow the taste, which is a taboo for all hunters, and only this group of poachers will not take this into account, they are all a bunch of outlaws." ”

This point, Ding Fan didn't need Zheng Sanpao to explain, just think about it, you can understand that when it snows outside, the smell on the mountain will become very monotonous, and a little smell of blood can spread far away, these beasts on the mountain have very smart noses, if you look for the smell, it will be dangerous.

Can this little cabin stop the hordes of guys?

It is obviously impossible, so there will be no hunters leaving blood in front of the door, there is no trace of treatment at all.

Ding Fan nodded, stretched out his hand to pick two times in the furnace, and said to Zheng Sanpao: "If there are poachers on the mountain, our mission this time will be a little troublesome, these people have no rules, in case there is any chaos on the mountain, the victims are still a few tunzi below!"

Zheng Sanpao smoked the dry cigarette in his hand, took two deep breaths, nodded and said: "The clues we know now are really few, that is, we can barely judge the number of people, and the rest is difficult." ”

In terms of the number of people, Ding Fan had also roughly guessed before, judging from the use of firewood outside, the other party did not have a lot of people on hand, that is, three or five people.

And the time spent here is not very long, what is really worth caring about is what weapons these people are carrying, whether they have firearms or something.

You know, these things in the mountains are quite agreeable to cause fires.

"I hope that these scourges will die at the hands of God!"

Zheng Sanpao arrived more directly, and after seeing the weather outside, he pinned his hopes on the weather outside.

But Ding Fan didn't think so, people are not ordinary animals outside after all, they all have brains, and they will inevitably avoid natural disasters, just a heavy snowfall, I'm afraid it is not so easy to kill them.