Watching the warm flames rise, the chill on Ansu's body melted a little. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThey were roasting their frozen hands and feet around the fire while discussing what to do next.

At the foot of the mountain, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, and no one knows when the next earthquake will be, and whether there will be another avalanche.

"Then we'll have to go into the wasteland." Simon said.

An Su nodded in agreement: "That's right, the terrain there is relatively flat, and there are no tall snow-capped mountains around. "Even if there is another earthquake, the ice, snow and stones on the Daisetsuzan Mountain will not be able to harm them. It's just that they have to endure more cold winds.

After eating some barbecue, they lay down in the ice cave and rested for a while. All of their previous efforts have been in vain. They could have escaped a cold polar night in the cave safely, with a warm campfire, hot food and water, and no worries about the cold and snow outside. But now they have to be accompanied by wind and snow, and the cold haunts them all the time. To make matters worse, they don't have enough food to sustain them through the entire polar night.

Ansu curled up in the ice cave, with ice and snow under him, and the chill came up for a while, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. She tries to relax her body and try to give her body some rest. This journey down the road is too much consumption.

Finely shredded snowflakes continued to fall from the sky, and the bonfire swayed, as if it had been pinched by an invisible hand, but it was still not extinguished even though it was pulled into silk. The snowflakes melt on it, and it becomes a warm space of its own.

Simon turned, his face facing outward. To keep warm, two people huddled in an ice cave. The two of them generate more heat, and the heat dissipation in a small space is slower.

The snow outside fell quietly, and the two people in the ice cave silently looked at the white world with their eyes open, and a trace of confusion flashed in their eyes.

The branches shook violently, and the snow that had accumulated on them poured down, watering the heads and faces of the Canaanite Guardians, and even the antlers of the deer were covered with a white layer. He wiped his face with his hand, not caring about his embarrassment at all, and calmly ordered: "Continue the pursuit!" The defenders were ordered not to stop their pursuit, and continued to run, and although some were hit by the snow on the branches, they did not flinch in the slightest. Still running steadily in the mountains and forests in search of that hateful thief.

This thief does not steal valuables, most of what he steals is fur and food. Deer people are hardy, they don't need to wear animal skins, they usually use animal skins to cover the ground or use to build roofs, and this thief likes to lift their roofs and steal their hides. As a result, when it snowed, the snowflakes fell into the house, and the skins on the ground were wet, making their hooves wet, which they did not like

There are no large animals in the vicinity of the deer people's settlements, so they will go to distant places to hunt. They finally brought the prey back, and if they were not careful, they lost an arm and a leg, which greatly annoyed them.

They had seen the back of the thief, without a tail, but with long, thin and powerful limbs like monkeys, and so fast that the guards hated him. They boast of walking through the mountains and forests as fast as the wind, but it is a shame for them to let the thief run away every time.

It was a slap in the face to them, and the palm print would never fade until he was caught.

When the murderous hooves of the guardians faded away, the mountains and forests were quiet again. A silver marten poked its head out of the snowdrift, sniffed its little pink nose a few times, and came out with peace of mind, shaking off the snow particles on its body.

Suddenly, next to it, a figure slowly appeared on the otherwise empty snow. The figure gradually turns from transparent to real, like a painting being painted. He jumped on the spot a few times with his bare shoulders around him.

"Rub, if you don't leave, Lao Tzu's birds are about to freeze."

The silver marten was startled, plunged headlong into the snow, dug a hole and fled.

Because of the small earthquakes that come every now and then, Ansule and Simon have moved their new home to a relatively flat wasteland, and they plan to make a semi-circular igloo.

Ansu and the others chose a flat and solid ground in the direction of the extension of the ridge, and then used a knife to cut pieces of snow bricks about one meter long, twenty centimeters wide, and forty centimeters high in the snow. Cutting snow bricks is a manual job, and Simon does the task. Ansu was responsible for the construction of the igloo, and the two of them worked together seamlessly, one inside and one outside. Simon handed the cut snow bricks to Ansu, who first built them in a circle along the drawn circle on the ground, and then built them layer by layer. This is not as simple as it seems, and the shape of the snow bricks must be trimmed with a knife from time to time in the process of laying snow bricks to ensure that the joints are smooth and the two snow bricks are perfectly fitted. It's a job that requires strength and patience.

The success or failure of an igloo lies in the capping. In the front, you only need to repeat the action of stacking, and pay attention to the inclination angle of stacking snow bricks, so there will not be much problem. But if the capping is not good, the capped snow bricks are in danger of falling.

Ansu's approach was to first erect a snow brick and lay it flat on the ice roof without falling down. Ansu then used a dagger to modify a little bit around the hole, so that the snow bricks on the top slowly fit into the surrounding snow bricks. This step requires patience and care, as if you cut too much, the top snow bricks will fall off. Fortunately, the snow bricks that were capped at the end were firmly there.

Ansu breathed a sigh of relief and asked Simon, who was outside, to cover the igloo with another layer of snow to block all the gaps. Finally, Ansu cut a door with a dagger inside, and bent down to get out.

"It's finally done!" Simon patted the snow off his body, his fur gloves were stitched off from moving too many bricks, and his exposed fingers were red from the cold. Ansu's is the same, but when they saw the completion of their new home, everyone ignored the little pain.

Simon bent down and got into this igloo, which is about a few tens of square meters, and it is no problem to sleep a few people in it.

Ansu didn't plan to put the supplies in the igloo, she used the remaining ice bricks to build an A-shaped roof in the rectangular trench that Simon dug, sealed the gaps with snow, sealed one end, and used the other end as an exit, so that the supplies could be placed in this trench without occupying the place in the igloo.

Now that there are not many supplies, the trench can be put down for the time being, and when it stabilizes, Ansu plans to dig a larger one as a storage room.

The igloo could be lit on fire, the ice would not melt into water dripping, and with a curtain of animal skin at the entrance, their new home would be barely completed. At this point, they were too tired to move. (To be continued.) )