Simon Jian had no strength, and it was impossible for him to pick up the steel fork or the old she-wolf again, and even fight with the little wolves.

However, he could not sit still.

He thought that there was no difficulty that he could not overcome.

It suddenly occurred to him that the timberwolves in this mountain were the most afraid of fire.

However, in the vast snowfield, what is used to light the fire?

He walked a few steps, picked up the steel fork, and as soon as he pressed the back seat of the steel fork, he started a fire, wanting to set the old she-wolf on fire to the wolf, and fearing that it would lead to further hatred among the wolves, and it was too late to cut down the sticks.

"Oooh...... Oooh......"

The 12 wolves are less than 20 meters away from Simon Key! One of the old she-wolves, whose legs had been broken, had already raised her neck, and her hateful blue eyes were aimed at Simon's choked throat, and she was about to pounce......

The situation is urgent, and death is looming at him!

At this moment, Simon Jian suddenly lit the dogskin hat on top of his head, and quickly picked it up with a steel fork......

In an instant, the flaming hat formed a large red fireball.

Simon Jian picked up the fireball and walked towards the Timberwolves step by step......

When the Timberwolves saw the fireball, they were stunned at first and stopped attacking.

Then, one by one, they stopped howling, turned around, as if they had seen a natural predator, and fled into the distance......

Before the fireball in Ximenjian's hand was extinguished, the 12 timberwolves ran away without a trace, and the heart-pounding wail disappeared.

The vast snowfield immediately returned to calm.

Ximen Jian breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the old she-wolf, and gasped again......

He felt the pain of being scratched by the wolf's hooves, and the pain was unbearable.

But this is not a place to stay for long.

He stood up with a steel fork and shot the 11 timberwolves he had killed, feeling extremely heavy.

He thought that if it was in the 21st century, Lao Tzu would have to feed the wolves.

Because hunting is forbidden in the 21st century, he does not dare to hunt.

But the ecology of the 21st century has been severely damaged, and we can't encounter so many timberwolves at once.

Ximen Jian sighed with emotion, blew a whistle, and the zebra ran over from the mountains.

He affectionately patted the zebra's head a few times and said, "Old man, Lao Tzu was almost eaten by that group of timberwolves, so I can't see you......"

"Ash ......"

The flower zebra let out a long roar, seemed to understand Ximen Jian's words, and shed a few tears.

Ximen Jian and the zebra were a little sad, but those timber wolves were even more miserable, there were only 12 of the 23 wolves left, and 11 were actually killed by Ximen Jian!

What to do with the carcasses of these wolves? I also have to look for my loved ones.

Ximen Jian thought about it for a while, and hid the dead timberwolves under a big tree on a mountain and buried them with snow.

It's already cold this season, and this timberwolf won't rot, so it's temporarily stored here.

When Lao Tzu found his relatives, he came back to find the corpses of the wolves and ate them one by one.

However, Ximen Jian left a timberwolf and did not bury it, but got it on the back of the zebra and tied it up.

Then, Ximen Jian looked up at the sky again, it was still cloudy, snowflakes were flying, and it was white.

He thought, he had to get out of here right now!

So, Ximen Jian stepped on the zebra and walked forward.

The mountain road is very difficult to navigate on snowy days.

Ximen Jian walked for a while before turning three hills.

Suddenly, several flickering white dots appeared in front of me.

Ximen Jian's heart had just calmed down, and he was nervous again.

Because the snow is the same color, it is white everywhere.

So, he didn't see the flickering white dots very clearly.

At first, he thought it was a white fox, so he quickly took off his bow and arrows, flew off his horse, and prepared to hunt.

Then, he found that the flickering white dot was getting closer and closer to him, more and more, and it was getting bigger and bigger......

At this time, he saw clearly that it was a team.

The group of about 50 people, all dressed in white cloaks and paddling on snowboards with both hands, galloped across the snow.

After a while, he flew past in front of the hill where Ximen Jian was hiding.

Ximen Jian was shocked again: "Oops...... It's so wonderful, it's so chic, it's so good-looking! Is this a sliding snowboard in the Limhae Snow Field? ”

He was full of praise, he didn't expect that the description of magical skiing seen in the 21st century novel "Lin Hai Snow Field" actually let himself witness it with his own eyes!

However, because the skiers were wearing white cloaks and thick cotton hats, he did not know who they were. Is it an anti-union or a little devil?

Simon was guessing, when suddenly another group of people came running from a distance, also wearing white cloaks, and galloped away in that direction.

He saw that these two groups, less than 20 minutes before and after, passed in front of him, and it should be the people behind who pursued that side.

However, he didn't know who they were, so he couldn't do it.

Besides, he was already very tired and tired from hunting wolves just now, so he wanted to stay away from the wolves just now and find a sheltered place or a shelter to rest for the night.

Ximen Jian thought so, walked through two more mountains, and saw a bright light flashing at the foot of the mountain!

"Huh?" His heart tightened again.

The heart said, don't be wrong this time, mistake the Timberwolves' eyes for lights!

Ximen Jian sprinkled a handful of snowflakes on his face, flashed a pair of bright eyes, carefully distinguished for a while, and listened to the movement over there.

I heard the sound of chickens and dogs barking from the light.

So, he was sure that this time he saw the red light of the kerosene lamp, not the terrifying blue light of the wolf's eyes.

Since it's a light, it must be someone's tunzi!

"Hehe......" Ximen Jian burst into joy, his body and mind inspired his strength, and he patted his horse and walked towards the bright light over there.

He walked slowly down and found that it was a strange ravine.

From a distance, you can't see the shadow of the tun at all.

However, once he climbed the hill under his feet, he found that there was a tunzi under his feet.

When Ximen Jian walked into the side of the tunzi, the snow suddenly became lighter.

After a while, the wind and snow stopped, and a full moon came out of the cracks in the clouds.

At this time, Ximen Jian knew that it was already dark.

He saw the outline of the tunzi, and with a burst of surprise in his heart, he hurried in.

From the southeast corner of Tunzi, Ximen Jian saw a farmer by Tunzi, so he turned over and dismounted, and knocked on the door.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

An old woman heard a knock on the door, walked to the door with a coal oil lamp, opened the door and looked, she was so frightened that she almost threw the oil lamp in her hand, and quickly closed the door.

Because, the old woman saw a man in a civilized jacket and covered in blood.

"Auntie, Auntie......"

Ximen Jian screamed a few times and said: "I'm not a bad person, I'm a hunter, I got lost in the mountains and forests, and I met a pack of wolves, and I almost died, and I finally escaped here, so you let me into the house......"

It was the first time for Ximen Jian to beg others like this. He wanted that if his body was torn by the wolf's claws, Lao Tzu would not beg like this.

However, the old woman in the house still did not open the door......