Yunyang was cold and scared, she hugged the horse's neck tightly, and the mane on the horse's neck grinded against her cheeks like sandpaper with fine ice stubble. Although it hurt www.biquge.info she didn't dare to let go at all, because in this completely strange and dangerous wasteland, everything except this horse was far away from her.

I don't know how long I ran, but the dark night sky gradually turned gray and white, and the snow was still falling, and it was no longer past the horse's hooves. Yunyang felt that it was moving slower and slower.

Finally, the horse stopped, and Yunyang's almost frozen body fell off the horse's back and fell into the snow, as if falling into a soft and cold curse—she was going to freeze to death here, without knowing it, without anyone caring, and not even a cry when she died.

The sky is the top, and the earth is the bed. She lay flat in the snow, looking at the gray and slightly blue sky, and thought to herself: "The snow will cover my whole body in a while, and this coffin is really chic." When the spring flowers bloom in the next year, the melting snow and ice will take away my body, leaving only a pile of white bones, which will be clean. It's just that this wisp of soul can also be tossed and turned between the sky with this ice and snow, and when the ice is wet and the green tiles are wet in the next year, and the palace wall is cold, the emperor can know that the snow falling on his shoulders is that I am looking for his arms......"

Yunyang closed her eyes, the snowflakes stuck to her eyelashes, she didn't move, her soul seemed to have flown away with the snowstorm......

Suddenly, a familiar "sudden" sound sounded in her ears, and it became clearer and clearer. Yun Yang felt like a paper kite rising in the wind, already floating to the clouds, but was stubbornly restrained by a thin line behind him and unable to move forward, so he had to look at the Qionglou Yuyu in the distance, the fairy mountain spirit pavilion was getting farther and farther away from him, and she gradually lost her way, lost control, and fell back into the red dust faster and faster......

"Ah......h As soon as she struggled to sit up, she felt the horse beside her keep arching her back with its head, as if wishing she to turn around quickly.

Yun Yang reluctantly turned to the side, and suddenly found that only a few steps away from her, there was a shack made of birch wood, which was a semi-underground structure, which could not only defend against wild beasts, but also keep warm. "This is a small den prepared for hunters for themselves when it is snowing heavily and they can't leave, and there should be food in it." Yunyang was so excited that she almost cried, and she crawled into the shack.

The situation inside was even better than expected, not only felt, blankets, but also a stove made of mud and stones, dry firewood neatly arranged by the walls, and a few large leather bags with dried cakes and fried grains frozen into ice, and beef jerky.

"This hunter seems to have a lot of money in his family, so much food can be stored in his shack." As soon as he saw this scene, Yunyang didn't know where he got the strength, not only found the flint to make the stove, but also pushed the snow open at the door and opened the door to the maximum. She crawled outside to drag the horse that had been with her all the time into the hut.

But the shack was short after all, and the horse was too big, so Yun Tong had to use all his strength to get it to stick into one head. The horse put his head into the hut, and the space in front of him became smaller, and he was very unaccustomed to it, and he was very repulsive, and he couldn't stop whispering and wanting to get out of here.

Yunyang saw that it didn't like to enter the shack very much, and there was nothing he could do, so he swept away all the snow where it was standing and put a blanket on it.

The horse, which was taken care of by Yunyang, quickly calmed down, closed its eyes, and seemed to start resting. Yunyang took another pot of fried millet from the hut and brought it to the horse's mouth, and he ate it all in a moment, then licked a few mouthfuls of snow and yawned with satisfaction.

Yunyang saw that it was full of food and drink, so he stopped bothering it and bowed his head and returned to the shack. Before the snow had stopped, Yoon-yang made a fire in the shack, boiled hot water in an iron basin, and after eating some dry cakes, she fell asleep in the corner wrapped in a blanket.

Maybe it was too tired, or maybe it was too warm in the shack, although Yunyang woke up a few times, but he couldn't lift his eyelids, he just pulled the blanket tightly and went to sleep.

By the time she finally woke up, it was the next day.

"I slept for a day and a night, and I really became a hibernating squirrel." Yunyang stretched her waist, feeling that all the fears, powerlessness and discomfort before had left her, and she was really energetic at this time.

The fire in the furnace had not been extinguished, and Yunyang couldn't help but sigh lightly: "What kind of wood is this, burned like this." In this way, with this firewood, it is no problem to stay here for a month. ”

Yun Yang filled a pot full of fried millet and planned to send it to the horse outside, after all, he had been hungry for so long because of his own snooze.

As soon as he opened the door, Yunyang let out an exclamation, and the basin with fried millet in his hand flew out. She was in a hurry to run forward, but before she had taken two steps she stopped, and fell to her knees with weak legs and began to cry.

The place where the horses rested yesterday had now turned into a red snow, and the tall and sturdy mounts were long gone, except for a few bitten bones, fur, and scattered mane.

"The wolves must have smelled the blood on the horse's leg and tracked it all the way here. There was a fire in the shack, and they didn't dare to approach it, so they attacked the horse......" Yun Yang fell into deep guilt with tears in his eyes: "If I had been more resolute yesterday and had to drag it into the shack no matter what, maybe this would not have happened...... I don't even know its name, and it has saved me so many times......"

Towards noon, Yunyang finally cracked open the frozen ground and buried the horse's remains. But Yunyang kept a strand of horsehair and put it in her arms, and she said to the nameless mound, "Maybe no one will find out that I am here, and it won't be long before I will freeze to death here when the firewood runs out." When the time comes, we will be this companion, leaving your horsehair behind, because we want to find you and recognize you on the Huangquan Road. ”

Without horses, the chances of Yunyang getting out of this snowy field are almost zero. She was ready to die, and she only thought about how to survive the few days.

At night, Yunyang lit the fire very strongly, for fear that the wolves would return the same way and eat themselves alive. But the heavy snow has buried all traces, everything is white, and everything is as if nothing happened.

In this white, no matter how agile the wolves are, they can't find their way back, and Yunyang has been safe in the shack for a few nights.