Yi Fei climbed the snow cliff, he was already tired and out of breath, he rested for a while, made a clear direction, took out two wide planks, tore two pieces of clothing and tied them to his feet, and found two longer sticks, and actually made a pair of skis, and with the force of the two sticks, he slid away on the snow where he had come. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Yi Fei was very young, there was no one to play with him, so he learned to make his own skis and glide on the snow slopes to enjoy himself, although sometimes he fell bruised, but Yi Fei felt that it was a kind of flying joy that only a bird flying in the air would have.

Such a simple snowboard glide is not much faster, but it is much faster than taking a step and sinking into chest-high snow, and after a moment of dark, Yi Fei returned to the little baby girl Yi Xue he had picked up.

Yi Xue obviously fell asleep crying, the tears on her face had already turned into icy snowdrops, and she didn't know how many times she cried this day.

Yi Fei sighed, cut the pieces of wood into more pieces with a short sword, tore some clothes, and pulled out some fluffy pine branches from his chest - this is what Yi Fei had already hidden to make a fire, he carefully took out the fire fold he had taken from the man with the broken leg, once, twice, three times, and finally a spark ignited the pine branches, and a small fire burned vigorously on the snowfield.

Yi Fei used a short sword to cut off some wolf meat, eagle meat, and skewered on the two short swords, for a while the smell of meat overflowed, Yi Fei suddenly heard a strange cry of "Gu", "Gu", "Gu" from his stomach, he knew that he was already hungry and his heart was close to his back.

Yi Fei couldn't wait for the meat to be cooked, so he stuffed it into his mouth indiscriminately, and his mouth was so hot that a series of bubbles rose on his mouth.

At this time, Yi Xue's little nose twitched, as if she had awakened the aroma of barbecue, and began to shout "wow", "wow", Yi Fei smiled: "Little guy, you will catch your mouth!" had to chew the meat in her mouth into a paste and feed it to her.

After working for half the night, and finally having eaten enough, Yi Fei carefully surrounded the fire and fell asleep.

The next day, the weather was beautiful, there was no wind and no snow, and there was sun, Yi Fei made a sled with a wooden plank, piled up wolf meat and eagle meat, wolf skin and eagle feathers, clothes and wooden pieces, and simmered the fire with wet mud, and put it on it, and finally put Yi Xue into the eagle feathers and tied it, pulled the sled with a belt, and lifted his legs.

When it was dark, Yi Fei looked for a dead tree hole, which was big enough for three adults to lie down, Yi Fei moved all kinds of items and fires into the tree hole, made the fire bigger, and ate barbecue meat with Yi Xue and fell asleep.

On the second and third day, the sky changed again, and the snow fell, and the two shrank in the tree hole, warm and ambiguous like spring.

Yi Fei often hunts in this mountain, collects mountain goods, is very familiar with the environment here, from time to time to dig some grass roots, tree bark, and sometimes can use magic methods to hit snow rabbits, snow chickens, two children lived in the tree hole for more than ten days, until the snow gradually thinned out of the snowfield. It's just that the two are thin-skinned and skinny.

For as long as he can remember, Yi Fei has been doing his own thing, taking care of himself, finding food for himself, cooking and eating by himself, and washing clothes by himself.

He has only one neighbor, and his cabin is about ten meters away from his neighbor's old wooden house.

Within a few hundred miles of this wasteland, only a white-bearded old man and him lived.

The white-bearded old man cooks and eats by himself, washes his own clothes, and changes food and clothes for himself. I never care if Yi Fei eats or wears. When Yi Fei was hungry, he went to eat the food in his pot, but he didn't care, and later Yi Fei knew how to cook himself, and he didn't eat it when he brought food to Whitebeard Head.

The white-bearded old man is locked in the room alone on weekdays shaking his head, reading and writing, ignoring Yi Fei, maybe it's boring, sometimes he also teaches Yi Fei to recognize words, Yi Fei slowly recognizes a lot of words, and gradually reads a lot of the books that the white-bearded old man showed him, and then he learned the old man's dance and ink, and writes calligraphy, and the white-bearded old man doesn't care about him, but sometimes he really looks at Yi Fei's words and doesn't look at them, so he writes a demonstration to him。

The white-bearded old man didn't speak all day, he made a wooden sword every morning and evening, and danced in the forest, and he saw it to Yi Fei that day.

The white-bearded old man also ignored Yi Fei, but he didn't point out Yi Fei, no matter whether he was dancing right or wrong, although Yi Fei was young, he was highly talented, but he also danced decently. Later, Yi Fei learned that the white-bearded old man was using a sword move.

At that time, Yi Fei was young and frail, and often felt cold, short of breath, and palpitations in this desolate place, and the white-bearded old man played a game with Yi Fei for the first time, he taught Yi Fei to sit cross-legged on the ground, inhale vigorously into his lower belly, and then imagine that there was a little mouse playing in it, and it was interesting to have a hot stomach. Later, Yi Fei knew that this was the most basic inner kung fu.

Yi Fei's body gradually strengthened, and the little mouse scurried around in his belly, and there was a pin-sized heat in his little belly, but the white-bearded old man no longer played games with him.

Occasionally, herdsmen and caravans would pass by, and it would be only when Ifei could find someone to talk to. According to them, Yi Fei was picked up by the white-bearded old man from the mountains. The white-bearded old man has lived in this wasteland for decades, and he strangely never leaves this wilderness, grazing some lambs, collecting some mountain goods, medicinal herbs, and passing merchants for food, clothing, and pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and books. What does an old man who lives alone in a desolate place do with pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and books? Even life is extremely difficult, and he still reads books and practices calligraphy? Herdsmen and merchants are very strange.

But the old man's mountain goods are really good, and they can be exchanged for a good price when they are transported outside the mountain, and the value of the grain, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that the merchant redeems for the old man is simply a world of difference, and the merchant is very happy to do the annual transaction with the white-bearded old man.

When Yi Fei was able to run, he also followed the white-bearded old man to the mountains to collect mountain goods, medicinal herbs, and tobacco, and gradually he collected those items and traded them with caravans and herdsmen by himself, in exchange for grain, salt, paper and pencils, and the merchants and herdsmen saw that he was so young, so they praised him, and taught him a lot of knowledge, such as hunting, feeding livestock, and telling him about the outside world, the mountains and rivers outside, and the customs and customs.

This year, it was very cold and the wind was blowing strongly, so Yi Fei went deep into the mountains more than 100 miles away to collect medicinal herbs in order to pick up more mountain goods and exchange more rice and grain for the winter when the last passing caravan arrived.

Who knew that a night of snowstorm, the snow closed the mountain, Yi Fei was trapped in the mountain, it snowed for more than ten days, the vast world, all became white, this thousands of miles of wasteland, turned into a big snowfield that is exactly the same everywhere, although Yi Fei is smart and clever, but he is too small, how can he get out.

After a few days, Yi Fei's flint was used up, and he couldn't light a fire, so he had to find a hole in a dead tree, find some grass roots, and bark to chew to satisfy his hunger.

This **** has not eaten grain rice for three consecutive days, he has been dizzy with hunger, he is lying in a snow nest, staring at a foraging snowcock a few meters ahead, is trying to find a way to catch the snowcock, if he can't catch the snowcock today, I am afraid that he will sleep forever in this deserted snowfield.

Suddenly, I heard the neighing of horses on the snow, followed by the sound of horses' hooves trampling on the snow.

When the snowcock heard the noise, he had already fled.

Yi Fei was not annoyed but rejoiced, because with a team of horses galloping by, he could call for help and be rescued.

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