On the eighth day, heavy snowfall.

We started again, we didn't have to worry about food, and the whole team seemed to be energized. The child reached out to catch the snowflakes and smiled as they melted in his little hands. The hound also had the spirit, and from time to time ran from front to back, and then from back to front.

On this day, there is also good news. We found our way back and the team was back on track.

Thirteen people are still there.

—Wei Zhihe's diary.

————————————————I'm the dividing line—the ninth day, heavy snow.

It has been sixteen days since the heavy snow closed the mountain.

When I woke up this morning, there were two more cold corpses lying there. The people lying beside them told me that we were already feeling warm, that we had reached the bottom of the mountain. I don't know how to answer them.

Out of thirteen people are now only eleven, all of them are infected, and even I have a fever.

Sometimes I wonder if I can still hold on and get all the remaining eleven people out of the city.

- Wei Zhihe's diary - I am the dividing line - on the tenth day, heavy snow.

We already vaguely saw the village at the foot of the mountain, and when I told them the news, there was a cheer from the ranks. Ten days of snowy travel had drained all of our energy, and I thought to myself that if I couldn't find a way out for two more days, I would die here.

In addition, all eleven people are safe.

This is a record of our journey, and I hope to leave it to future generations, telling them that people must not give up their beliefs.

——Wei Zhihe's Diary——

I'm the dividing line——————————————————————— "Folks, we'll be there when we go down this slope." Wei Zhihe asked everyone to take a rest, and after a while, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"Third brother, go and prepare some food, we will have strength when we are full."

"We have enough food to eat for one meal, and if we eat it this time, we can ...... it at night."

"It's okay, we'll have a way at the bottom of the mountain. Third brother, go get it. ”

They ate the last bit of horse meat and fed some to the hounds.

"Zhihe, Zhihe!" Uncle Li shouted not far away.

"Brother Li, did you freeze the things below?" is about to be relieved, and the third brother's mood is relaxed.

"You guys come here, there's really something going on. Big deal. Uncle Li's face was full of horror. Wei Zhihe hurriedly went over with the third uncle.

One by one, the corpses lay there side by side, their faces serene. Wei Zhihe stepped forward and cleaned the snow off their bodies, only to find that these people were the people of Zha Lao Wu and his party who were making trouble two days ago to divide things and leave by themselves. Wei Zhihe stood up and looked around, but he didn't find any animal footprints, not even the horses they had taken away that day.

"Looks like they're freezing to death." Wei Zhihe sighed softly.

"This kind of person is innocent of death." The third uncle took a sip fiercely.

"How can I say that they are also people from our village, and they are also a life, so bury them." Wei Zhihe squatted down and gently brushed the snow off several people with his hands. "The dead are great, and the earth is safe."

Hurriedly buried the old five people, and the team set off again, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain when it was completely dark.

Originally, I thought that when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they would find a random family to live in, and the next day they were looking for a place to live again. However, when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Wei Zhihe realized that his idea was very wrong.

As far as the eye can see, there are ruins everywhere. After being blown up by explosives, the charred black, like pieces of dog skin plaster, were everywhere, and even the heavy snow could not bury the decadence here. Standing on the edge of the village, the wind from the shops was mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur.

"This?" Eleven people were stunned, what was going on here.

"Who are you?" When the old man, who thought he was covered in tatters and unkempt, came out of a ruin, he saw a group of dusty men leading the horses.

"Uncle, we came down from the mountain to take refuge, here, what's going on here?" Wei Zhihe pointed here and asked.

"Refuge? Hehe. The old man smiled bitterly, "It's not good to take refuge anywhere, but you have to come here." Let's go, let's go, the farther you go, the better. The old man muttered like that and left.

"Hey, hey, uncle, uncle." Wei Zhihe stretched out his hand to greet the old man, but the old man didn't even look back.

"Zhihe, what's going on here?" The third uncle asked.

"It looks like it's been robbed by bandits."

"So what do we do?"

"Stay here until tomorrow morning." This is also the only point that Wei Zhihe can know now.

No one expected that tomorrow they would face a catastrophe.