In the cave.

Ya Ge was playing on the ground with Dudu in her arms, Jiang Qing was concentrating on sewing boots, and Wolf Mo was wrapped in her full armament. At the same time, several other people in the cave had more decorations on their bodies, which was all due to Jiang Qing.

Two days passed, and the bustling snowflakes in the sky finally stopped. The snow stopped, and the sky overhead saw the long-lost sun, illuminating the snow-white crystal ground, and under the refraction of the daylight, the endless snow-capped peaks and mountains looked particularly delicate and beautiful.

Diddison reformulated the medicinal diet, and finally lost the unpleasant smell, Jiang Qing didn't say anything and drank the medicinal diet soup quietly, and got used to the sharp round and straight belly a little bit. The chest swelled in a panic, and Jiang Qing raised his hand from time to time and rubbed it lightly. Of course, she didn't mention this to anyone, the precursor of milk engorgement, and she didn't panic after an experience. I only felt a little uncomfortable, but I was able to bear it at first.

"Sister Qing, the snow has stopped!" Song of Solomon exclaimed.

Stand at the entrance of the cave and look out at the bright sunshine. He had always remembered what Jiang Qing and the three of them had said, and when the snow stopped, he would take him to look for his clansmen. After leaving the clan land for a long time, he missed his mother and the friends of the clan land very much, but the sensible Yage didn't cry, he stayed quietly in the cave with Jiang Qing, and when he was bored, he didn't bother Jiang Qing and them when he was bored.

Wolf Mo cleaned up the hides he had hunted in the past two days, looked at the bright sky outside, and felt a little more urgent in his heart.

Diddison hung his head, tending to the herbs spread out in the cave.

At this time, Jiang Qing looked up at the outside of the cave when she heard this, nodded and said, "Hmm! It's finally stopped! ”

I don't know how many days it has snowed.

Looking at the snow on the ground, it is estimated that there are not ten and a half days and a month, and there are about seven or eight days. The little face of the Song of Solomon clearly showed his longing. Even if she didn't ask, Jiang Qing only felt homesick and missed her relatives. It's so big, it's hard to believe that he hasn't cried all the time.

"Sister Qing, when are we going out?" Song of Solomon whispered.

The little face was full of demand, but he felt embarrassed. Yes, he timidly looked up at Jiang Qing, and from time to time he glanced at the wolf ink that was tanning the skin of the ice rabbit not far away. Although the Song of Solomon is small, there are many ghost ideas. He knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and he noticed that Wolf Mo is not easy to mess with, he has been guarding himself for the past two days, and he has never provoked Wolf Mo from beginning to end.

This made Jiang Qing and Diddison feel amazing.

I asked several times, but I couldn't get anything out of Yage's mouth. Eventually, one conclusion is drawn that critters are intuitionist.

"Wolf ink?" Jiang Qing bit off the thread and glanced at the wolf ink with an inquiring look.

Wolf Mo shook the rabbit skin on his hand, hung it aside to dry, and said, "Don't worry, I haven't found any comparisons for the scenes described by the Song of Solomon." At the moment, it is impossible to determine where the clan of the Song of Solomon is, and it is dangerous to go out and look for it. "The glacial plain is even more dangerous than the Snow Dragon Ridge, and once you get lost here, you can't return to the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion.

Wolf Mo didn't dare to go too far, and the unknown was the most troublesome.

Song of Solomon was too small and lost when it was picked up by an ice leopard. In my mind, the only thing I remember is the scenery and signs near the clan land, and when Wolf Mo went out hunting in the past two days, he couldn't find the scenery and signs that matched. It can be seen that the tribe of the Song of Solomon is probably not in this vicinity, which means more risk.

Hearing this, Song of Solomon was anxious.

The tears that had been endured for a long time instantly flowed out of his eyes.

"Woo...... Sister Haru, I miss my father and mother! Song wailed and sat on the ground with a look of grievance.

Jiang Qing got up and carefully held Ya Ge in her arms, wondering, "Ya Ge, you really don't have any tokens on you that can contact the Shang clan?" "Once you lose your way in the snow, you are in danger. Wolf Mo didn't dare to go far when he went out hunting, for fear of getting lost here.

"Tokens? Shenma is a token? Ya Ge cried, rubbing his eyes with his fleshy little hands, and looked at Jiang Qing suspiciously.

"It's something that can connect with your people, like a signal flare or something......" Jiang Qing gestured. Once a clansman is lost, as long as the signal flare is lit or the horn is blown, and the clansman waits for the arrival of the clansman in the same place. In this way, many crises were naturally avoided.

"Is this okay?" Song of Solomon lifted her eyelashes, stained with crystal tears. As he spoke, he took out a small wooden whistle from under the thick animal skin clothes, Jiang Qing was close, and he could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of the wood.

"Whistles?" Jiang Qing was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the wooden whistle on Yage's little hand.

About the size of a thumb, it is red, with a faint and elegant woody fragrance.

Obviously, the people who made the zuò wooden whistle had good intentions. The wooden whistle is beautifully carved and very sturdy.

"The whistle bell, this is from my father." Song pouted, clutched the wooden whistle, stared at the wooden whistle with big eyes, and said, "Father said that if you remember to blow the whistle bell in case of trouble, he will come to pick me up." I've been so scared these days that I've forgotten the whistle bell! ”

At the end of the day, the Song of Solomon became excited.

Holding Jiang Qing's shoulders, he stood up. Carefully remove the whistle bell from your neck and blow it on your mouth.

"Didi ......"

Crisp and long.

With a whistle, it suddenly pierced the quiet sky.

However, the Song of Solomon is young and lacks strength. After blowing twice, the little face turned red and couldn't spread the whistle farther. Yes, with an aggrieved face, he handed the wooden whistle to Jiang Qing, and said, "Sister Qing......"

"Poof!" Jiang Qing chuckled, raised her hand and patted Ya Ge's head, took the whistle and handed it to Wolf Mo.

Wolf Mo swept his eyes in disgust at the wooden whistle stained with Yage's saliva, and rinsed it several times with the water after the snow melted on the side. Then, he walked out of the cave and stood in the wide part of the mountainside, and took the wooden whistle to his mouth and blew it.

"Didi ......"

Long, loud. It was completely different from what the Song of Solomon had just played, and the deep whistle pierced the sky and spread farther away.

One after another, the wolf ink played for several minutes in succession.

Standing quietly on the mountainside, silently waiting.

At this moment, in an ice cave several snow peaks away from them.

Suddenly hearing the sound of a wooden whistle, several people in the ice cave were slightly stunned and did not come back to their senses. It has been five days since Song of Songs was taken away by the ice leopard outside the clan's territory, and although the Ice One Clan has not given up looking for it, they all know in their hearts that the chance of finding Song is very slim. The vast snow was dangerous even when they were outside, and Song of Solomon was just a four-year-old child......

"Yasan, am I hallucinating? I seem to hear a wooden whistle......" Yalu trembled his hands and clenched his shoulders tightly, his red eyes like the last despair of the trapped beast. Song of Solomon disappeared for five days, and he searched for five days without sleep, and he didn't even dare to face his partner back to his people.

At this moment, a whistle was heard, and Yalu was instantly resurrected......