The wind and sand blew on his face, and Ansula pulled up the animal skin that covered half of his face, and lowered his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The weather is getting worse.

White grains of salt hit the hair and eyebrows like a layer of snow.

Ansu shook his head and neatly collected the salt cubes from the coconut husks. In this kind of weather, the salt that can be collected is more impurities, and it has to be filtered and purified when you go back.

Several tornadoes that swept the sky were moving rapidly in this direction, rolling up more sand, stones, and salt grains. An Su frowned and glanced at the wind pillars, quickly packed the salt blocks, then carried the animal skin bag on his shoulder, and left quickly.

The hot spring lake surrounded by mounds still quietly emits heat, and the smell of sulfur still fills the air. Outside it was windy, but it didn't seem to be affected here. It's just that the red birds that used to be are gone, and they look a little deserted. As soon as the red bird toddler learns to fly, he or she has to fly with his parents to a warmer place to spend the polar night, and the birds that have not learned to fly before migrating can only stay here and become someone else's belly.

Ansu picked up a red feather and looked at it, it was a pity, if the feathers were filled between the two hides, it would be very warm. Now there were only scattered feathers left on the ground, blown around by the intruding wind.

Ansu walked around the lake for a while and noticed that the temperature of the lake seemed to have dropped, and now it was about seventy degrees, so she could take a bath in it. But she quickly dismissed the idea that tornadoes would sweep in at any time and the weather was unpredictable, and she didn't want to take the risk.

The moor was not so wild that there was nothing, except for a few mosses, and large patches of dwarf grass and shrubs, except that by this time they were completely withered, leaving bare roots or branches. Despite the harsh conditions, there are still many tenacious creatures alive. The long-legged rabbit is one of them.

When it squatted, it was no different from other rabbits, it had two long ears, two eyes, and a mouth. But when they stand up, their long, sturdy legs are revealed, almost as long as those of a stilted antelope. The first strategy for the long-legged rabbit to survive here is to run fast, take a step with long legs, and run away without a trace as soon as it slips through the smoke. Second, they are good at burrowing, and half of the underground cave system is theirs. When they are in danger, they run into the hole and cannot catch them. Their legs seem to stretch and retract as their environment changes.

The long-legged rabbit is gray on the polar sun and half-day, and turns white at the polar night, blending in with its surroundings. When Ansu returned, he saw some white shadows flashing by, and that was them.

When Ansu returned, Simon had already finished the wooden door. The logs are all thick logs, each of which is almost 300 kilograms, which is equivalent to a heavy copper door.

Simon wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up and saw Ansu, and joy flew to his eyebrows.

"Captain, you're back!"

Seeing that the captain had returned safe and sound, he finally put his mind at ease.

"Hmm." Ansu nodded, saw the wooden door leaning against the cave, and looked at Simon approvingly, "Very good, you're done." She put down her things and walked over to test the strength of the wooden door, and yes, it was bigger. If it is the door of the ice cave, it is just right, if it is the cave where they live now, it may be necessary to tear down the L-shaped thermal radiant stone wall, but the wooden door is so strong, the ventilation effect is definitely not good.

"Make this wooden door smaller." Ansu stretched out his arms and measured between the radiant wall and the mountain wall outside, took a few steps back, and circled a point, "It's installed here." ”

"But what if there's a blizzard?" The wind and snow must have been able to blow in through the gap between the hole and the wall.

"Heightened and strengthened walls." Ansu knocked on the stone wall, "Make another wooden raft, if the wind and snow come, it will block the entrance of the cave." After a pause, Ansu added, "Don't make too much." ”

"Understood." Simon nodded earnestly, he had been a little ill-conceived before.

"Let's do it tomorrow." Ansu saw the sparkling sweat on Simon's forehead. This stupid boy may have been working on wooden doors all day.

Simon, the wooden door of the ice cave, took materials directly from the wood hidden in the cave, completed it outside the cave, and directly replaced the large stone when it was finished. The large stone was only moved away a bit, leaving a gap that the wooden door could pass through, and the wooden door was stuck in the middle so that it could not be easily blown down by the wind. To enter the cave, push the wooden door open on one side, and when you close the cave, push it from the other side, like a sliding door, but this sliding door is a bit bigger.

When Ansu opened his eyes, it was still pitch black outside, and there were crystal snowflakes falling from the black sky and melting into the orange fire inside the cave. She walked to the entrance of the cave in a piece of animal skin, looked up, and watched the snowflakes that glowed white like catkins fluttered down, and the walls were already covered with a layer of snow.

The polar night is coming.

It's cold and dark, but there's always a place where you can feel warm and at ease.

Ansu glanced at Simon, who was sleeping on all fours, shook his head helplessly, and walked over to cover him again with the animal skin he had kicked off.

In the silence of the space, you can hear the sound of snow falling.

Wrapped in animal skins, Ansu leaned against the cave wall, watching the snowflakes blowing in from the outside, and her heart was gnawed away by something called missing. Once again, she chewed on the memories between them, whether it was joy or pain, and she struggled to recall every detail.

But my heart is still empty.

Hardship is nothing, loneliness is the worst enemy.

"Captain, is it dawn?" Simon asked, with sleepy, hazy eyes.

"Hmm." Ansu gently rested her head against the cave wall, "But the polar night has arrived. ”

Snowflakes continued to fall from the sky, as if the stars in the sky had fallen to the earth, and the ground was white. For a while, heaven and earth seemed to have been drained of life, and only black and white remained.

The chill invaded from all directions, and the muscles on his body seemed to be frozen.

"Haqiu!" Simon sneezed heavily, rubbed his nose and said in a distinctly nasal voice, "It's a cold night, but luckily we've been prepared." ”

An Su glanced at him: "The next time I kick the quilt, I will tie you up with the quilt." ”

Simon shuddered, tightened the animal skin on his body, and said with a bitter face: "Alas, I really miss the automatic temperature control system. Always adjust to the most comfortable temperature for us. "He doesn't have to cover the quilt, and the bed will be adjusted to the most comfortable shape for him, so he can sleep as wildly as he wants, and sleep as wild as he wants!

The quilt has long been an antiquity. (To be continued.) )