Chapter 2: Snowfield

Next to the green pine, Lu Yifan leaned obliquely against the trunk of the tree, and a Siberian plain wolf gradually approached, staring at the figure under the tree with dark blue eyes, which was its prey.

Looking at each other, the air suddenly became quiet, the Siberian Plain wolf, Lu Yifan knew, this was the ancestor of a certain human-friendly creature, but this one in front of him was very ferocious!

"Am I going to die here?" Lu Yifan smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes.

He hadn't moved on the edge of the green pine for more than three hours, the snow had flooded his abdomen, and he felt his legs freeze and his blood clot!

"Hmm, why hasn't there been any movement yet?" Lu Yifan was puzzled, the Siberian Plain wolf could reach five meters in a single flight, and an hour ago, Lu Yifan had already found a Siberian Plain wolf wandering nearby, and he didn't dare to approach it for a while, but it was close now.

Obviously, it has confirmed that Lu Yifan is 'harmless' and belongs to the target that can be hunted.

The distance between the two is about ten meters, and it may only take a second, and its sharp teeth can achieve a mouthful of silence on itself, but ten seconds have passed, and it is still thinking.

Lu Yifan slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a sword, as well as a Siberian plain wolf that was gradually losing consciousness.

The shadow of the sword, white through, stretched out from the dense forest, and the dark palm stretched out from the dense forest, holding the hilt of the sword tightly!

"I ...... It seems that I am saved, and the heavens will not stop me!" Lu Yifan roared in his heart.

The swordsman stood in front of Lu Yifan and hesitated for three seconds before finally approaching, but he ...... After just one glance, he shook his head, and before leaving, he muttered "It's hopeless!", "This person has frozen to death!" and so on.

Despair slowly grows in his heart like this, since the first person can come here, maybe the next person can also come here, Lu Yifan comforted himself in his heart.

"If anyone can come and save me, I must repay him!

The second 'man' is finally here, no...... A group came, and from a distance, Lu Yifan heard the creaking sound of the snow being trampled, they were playing in the trees, and Lu Yifan's face was covered with falling snowflakes.

A group of small carnivores gnawed the almost frozen Siberian plain wolves in front of Lu Yifan, leaving a complete skeleton alone.

Before they left, they sniffed Lu Yifan, and they had no interest in it, so they urinated on the green pine and left.

Lu Yifan spent the saddest night of his life here, he felt like he was about to die, this night ...... It's too cold.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Lu Yifan's heart was filled with malice, he didn't know why he was here, and he didn't want to know, he just wanted to die quickly and relieve his pain.

"If the third person passing by doesn't save me, if I have a chance, I must kill him!" Lu Yifan knew that he had no chance, because it was extremely difficult for him to wave his arm.

The third visitor finally came, but Lu Yifan couldn't open his eyes, couldn't see him, and his mind was filled with chaos.

This is a middle-aged ranger, he has long black hair and a thick beard, and he is tied with thick fur, and he unobtrusively breaks Lu Yifan's half-open and half-closed eyelids, click, which is the sound of frozen eyelids breaking.

"Cumbersome!"

His voice was full of anger, farther and farther away!

......

No one knew how many people were visiting this night, and no one wanted to know.

The first visitor has long since left, and the second ...... They were gnawing at the flesh of the third visitor deep in the forest.

Because the first visitor killed him.

The accidents in the North Plains are the most frequent, and no one cares why, all the people who disappeared in the North Plains must have really disappeared, because they couldn't leave anything special, from physical to spiritual.

The second group of visitors had a beautiful feast and were about to return for the third meal of the night, and they had to return to their lair before full dawn to escape the storm and sun that might visit.

These little creatures have a mouse-like appearance, thick snow-white fur, and eyes that reflect green light, but they have no tails, and their bodies are almost fat and spherical, and they roll quickly on the snow.

They chirped close to the green pine, climbing up the humanoid snowdrift, ready to share the stiff head and the fat below the head that peeked out from the edge of the green pine.

They circled around the third delicacy, as if blaming it for not being cold enough to completely lose all the temperature of the delicacy.

Dawn always creeps in at the darkest hour of the night, and is suddenly ignited, and the sun spreads throughout the land.

The eastern sky was white, and the first fiery red clouds came from far away.

For Lu Yifan, it should be a new life, but for the visitors, it was just one less meal, they were already full tonight, and when they saw that the sunlight was getting stronger and stronger, they retreated towards the depths of the pine forest without hesitation.

The entire land of snowfields fell silent, waiting for the day to come.

An ice sculpture should be regarded as an ice sculpture, the sun shines on the ice sculpture, reflecting colorful light, like a multi-curved mirror.

If someone can come here at this moment and see Lu Yifan in the pine forest, they will definitely think that he is completely dead, and even his body is frozen, this is definitely not the status quo where a person or a mortal can survive.

Only the departing group of scavengers knew that this person still had a residual temperature.

The cold mornings don't warm significantly as the sun rises, at least the pins of the pine trees show the slightest sign of melting, but there are always exceptions.

Tick~

A drop of ice water dripped from the canopy of the pine tree at the very top, and a thin mist steamed around the pine tree – no, around the ice sculpture.

Tick ~ tick ~ Large drops of snow poured down from the pine trees, and the snow that surrounded them had long since melted, revealing the silhouette of a human leaning against the trunk.

The sunlight travels a distance of 150,000 kilometers, piercing the thick clouds, and when it climbs the snowfield, it is already out of the heat and cannot give much warmth to the snow animals.

But the ice was like hot oil, boiling, tumbling and melting.

The long dark night, for the thinking celibate, is always accompanied by boundless suffering, fortunately, the cold heaven and earth did not directly destroy the unresisting life, at least leaving a trace of the possibility of life.

......

This year's winter is too long, at least it is more difficult than in previous years, because Li Tieshan's son is too old to sleep with his parents, as the father of his son, the husband of the woman, and the most important laborer in the family, he wants to fight for another skin in these days to make a thick blanket, which can not only lay for his son, but also warm up his wife.

But the snow traps that had been invincible in previous years didn't seem to work well this year, and more than a dozen snow traps didn't catch a single prey.

This has not happened in previous years, but it is rare...... Li Tieshan carried a basket on his back, a short bow and a firewood knife around his waist, and used a withered bamboo to explore the path to avoid natural traps that might exist under the snow.