Zhao Qing was very depressed, he had been wandering on this grassland for three days, but he still didn't find any figures. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He made a rough estimate, he walked aimlessly for at least hundreds of miles, not to mention people, and he didn't even see any traces of anyone's activities, which is impossible to happen in terms of the population density distribution of the Da Hot River Grassland in 2016, but this really happened to Zhao Qing.

Could it be that a ghost hit the wall? Zhao Qing had a headache and found a place where he could barely settle down to rest.

The grassland in January is very cold, and Zhao Qing, who lives in the 21st century, who lives in the increasingly warm winter, has obviously not adapted to such a cold winter.

The weeds here are glowing with a brownish green color in winter, and they are half a person high, Rao is Zhao Qing from the southern water town also faintly realized that something was wrong, with the human reclamation activities, the grassland ecology is becoming more and more bad, the grass in the grassland that I saw when I followed the tour guide before, are just surveying and covering the surface of the feet, how can there be such a vigorous scene.

Especially when Zhao Qing found a flock of unmanaged sheep, this doubt became even stronger.

After following the flock for a long time, he finally determined that it was a flock of wild sheep.

"God, this man can't wait to eat up the days when nature is empty, there will still be wild sheep, where the hell have I broken into." Zhao looked helplessly at the sheep that stopped to graze not far away, and couldn't help but regret that he had left the tour group to pursue nature that day. He was originally a college student, and he came to travel to this hot river grassland at the invitation of his roommate, but this accident happened.

"I've been missing for three days, and the rescue team must have been looking for me." Zhao Qing looked at those simple sheep and comforted himself. The cell phone had no signal on the first day, and compared to the loneliness of the first two days, at least they were with me now. Zhao Qing decided to follow the sheep until the rescue team found him.

The sky gradually became darker, and Zhao Qing, who was wearing a thick down jacket, couldn't stand the cold wind on the grassland, and felt a soft touch on his face.

It's snowing.

Before he had time to enjoy the beautiful scenery, Zhao Qing felt a sense of crisis, alone in the wild, snowfall is by no means as simple as falling in the city to provide people with fun and freshness, this is definitely a real danger, and looking at its sky, this snow has a faint tendency to develop into a blizzard.

The sheep no longer graze, but gathered together to keep each other warm.

The cold wind continued to howl, mixed with snowflakes to make it even more powerful, and the snow that had only fallen quietly developed into a heavy snowfall in a few breaths, and the blizzard came.

The grassland was soon covered with a white patch, and the blizzard seemed to engulf the whole world, Zhao Qing watched the sheep that were only a hundred meters away from him gradually disappear into the blizzard, and couldn't help but be afraid, regardless of running over there while he could still see the sheep, he was not afraid of disturbing the sheep. He knew that his only hope of surviving the sudden blizzard was to snuggle up with the sheep to keep warm.

After struggling through this short distance of one hundred meters, Zhao Qing finally approached the sheep and touched the back of a sheep on the periphery, the snow had accumulated a thick layer, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then squeezed towards the center of the sheep cheekily.

Feeling the invasion of aliens, the sheep had some commotion, but the blizzard became more and more violent, and these already docile species chose to compromise, after all, Zhao Qing did not show wolf-like claws to threaten their safety.

Zhao squeezed into the flock of sheep and immediately felt a burst of warmth, although a strong smell of sheep made him almost vomit, but it was better than a person freezing to death in a snowstorm.

His ears were full of whistling sounds, and he didn't know if it was a sheep or his own heartbeat, Zhao Qing wrapped himself in a down sleeping bag, and snuggled up to each other with the sheep to keep warm, a burst of sleepiness came up, Zhao lightly bit the tip of his tongue, desperately resisting sleepiness, in this case, he may never wake up if he falls asleep.

I don't know how long the whining wind lasted, this snow seemed to have fallen for a century, Zhao Qing shivered and curled up and didn't fall asleep, at the beginning it was the will that supported him, and then only the instinct of survival remained, Zhao Qing didn't know how he persevered until now and didn't fall asleep, he felt like a candle flame in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

The wind seems to have stopped, the world is quiet and terrible, I don't know if the snow is still falling, Zhao Qing didn't dare to poke his head out rashly, it was cold before the frost and cold after the snow, and now may be the most dangerous time.

"Just hold on a little longer." Zhao Qing took out the warm Apple phone, and since the snow he had been regretting why he did not support the domestic use of the legendary first-class heating Xiaomi. If he could go back alive, he would have changed his phone as soon as possible.

The mobile phone screen showed that it was four o'clock in the morning, and the snow had been falling for sixteen hours, and Zhao Qing only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and he could no longer resist the sleepiness, and fell asleep groggy.

I don't know how long I slept, Zhao Qing woke up and opened his sleeping bag, looking at the sun in the sky that was not dazzling and seemed extremely distant, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the sky finally cleared.

He struggled to climb out of the thick snow, and as far as the eye could see, the whole world was covered in snow, and it was dangerously beautiful.

The sheep were gone, Zhao Qing looked at the extremely scattered footprints on the snow around him, and felt a little melancholy, these livestock that saved his life slipped away before he could thank him, it was really impersonal. Looking at the sheep carcasses scattered in the snow, it is clear that the sheep have paid a heavy price in order to survive this blizzard.

Zhao Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt, he squeezed into the flock, and at the same time squeezed out the extremely precious living space, those sheep that were frozen to death may have such an unlucky egg who died for himself. But soon this guilt disappeared.

"I'm really sorry, but since you saved me once, then help someone send the Buddha to the west." Zhao folded his hands together and prayed a very irregular prayer, then picked a sheep that looked relatively fat, dug the carcass out of the snow with great effort, took out the survival knife, and prepared to cut a small piece of mutton and roast it and eat it.

The food in his backpack has been almost consumed, and now his future is uncertain, it is better to save some, isn't it just to experience nature when he leaves the tour group, how can he experience nature without eating some game.

It's a pity that the mutton that was frozen to death was frozen hard, and Zhao couldn't cut off a piece of it with great effort, so he had to stop and prepare a bonfire, and then thaw the mutton first.

He took out a compressed biscuit from his backpack, took a bite very economically, and then took the kettle and wanted to drink saliva, but found that the water did not come down after pouring it for a long time, and it was estimated that it was frozen, so he had to give up, gnawed two mouthfuls of snow at will, and after feeling some strength in his body, he put the sheep carcass on the sleeping bag, as a simple sled, and dragged it on the snow, he was going to find a place with enough firewood to settle down, otherwise he would not even be able to make a fire, and he would be starved to death on the grassland if he did not freeze to death, so he had to take advantage of the strength to set off quickly.

He remembered that there was a forest in the direction he came from, where there must have been a lot of firewood, but unfortunately a heavy snowfall destroyed all the references, and Zhao Qing couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south for a while, so he had to take out his mobile phone, and after determining the direction, he dragged the meat and walked on the snow.

After a few hours of stop-and-go, Zhao Qing finally saw the woods. The destruction of the heavy snow was quite complete, and the woods were full of branches that had been crushed by the snow, which just provided Zhao Qing with enough firewood, and after half an hour of busy work, Zhao Qing finally built a bonfire under a pine tree that barely retained its crown in the heavy snow, and it was already dark at this time. He put the whole sheep carcass next to the bonfire to thaw, and then he also straightened his hands and feet to roast the fire, rubbing his shoulders from time to time, if he didn't usually pay attention to exercise, he was afraid that he would have been scattered by the sheep on the grassland, several times he wanted to give up the sheep carcass, but it was not easy to get food on the grassland, he still persevered.

After adding dry firewood several times, the sheep carcass emitted a burst of wool burnt smell under the fire, Zhao Qinghui warmed his hands and feet, and after eating a piece of chocolate, he had the strength again, and picked up the survival knife again and pounded on the sheep carcass. The thawed mutton was extremely soft, and Zhao Qing easily cut off a leg of mutton, grabbed the sheepskin and tore it off like a wrapper, then poked a few holes in it, skewered it with a relatively straight branch, and roasted it on the grill he had built with the branches.

Soon, a burst of meat aroma wafted away, Zhao Qing couldn't have imagined that these creatures full of smell would have such a meat aroma after turning into barbecue, which was also the reason why he hadn't eaten hot meat for too long.

Seeing the mutton fat dripping from the leg of mutton and making a sizzling sound in the bonfire, Zhao Qing suddenly moved his index finger, and reason told him that the meat was not yet cooked, so he had to endure it and slowly roast it.

The sky gradually darkened, Zhao Qing poked the leg of mutton a few times with a branch, and found that it could be easily pierced, so he was sure that the meat was finally cooked, took the leg of mutton off the grill, avoided the parts that were scorched by his poor barbecue skills, cut off a piece of roasted fat and tender thigh meat, took out the salt and sprinkled it finely, smelling the barbecue meat close at hand, Zhao Qing couldn't hold back anymore, and was about to eat it, but suddenly felt a creep behind him, and quickly turned around and protected it in front of him with a survival knife, looking for the existence that made him uncomfortable.

A low whining like a beast came, and Zhao Qing couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he saw a pair of yellow eyes coming out from behind the trunk.

"Damn, this is a beast? How could there still be wild beasts in such a place, shouldn't they all hide in the deep mountains and old forests? Zhao Qing grumbled, but his body trembled with fear, after all, this was the first time he had encountered a beast.

He slowly retreated, took out a torch from the bonfire, trying to illuminate the front to see what kind of beast it was, and the torch was in his hands, Zhao Qing suddenly had some confidence, this is how the ancestor drove away the beast.

The yellow eyes were obviously startled by the firelight, but hunger made it unwilling to leave, but it did not dare to step forward, but only let out a low roar more often.

Zhao lightly leaned in with the torch in his hand, and only after the light of the fire did he realize that the beast that had startled him was actually an arm-sized wild cat-like creature. This wild cat-like creature resembles a cat, with dark yellow fur all over its body, but its paws are much larger than those of ordinary cats, and its ears are different from those of ordinary cats, with a tuft of slender black hair at the tip.

"Isn't this a lynx!" Zhao Qing, who usually likes to watch the animal world, observed for a long time before finally determining the type of this cat-like beast, and couldn't help but be a little shocked, there would be such a rare beast in this kind of place. But it's not surprising to think that even wild flocks exist here, and that there is a lynx.

The lynx was only the size of an arm, and it was clearly a juvenile lynx, mammals like lynx were usually accompanied by their mothers throughout their childhood, and this lynx had been confronted with itself for so long that no other lynx appeared, and it was clear that its mother was already very lucky in that heavy snowfall.

The little lynx looked extremely uneasy in the light of the fire, and no longer lowered its throat, but kept barking at Zhao like a threat, but in Zhao Qing's ears, it was like a cat's meow, which made him cry and laugh. He usually likes cats as cute animals, and he has no resistance to meat balls, but unfortunately he is not allowed to raise cats at home, and now he meets a little lynx as cute as a cat, Zhao Qing can't bear to drive it away with a torch, without the protection of his mother, in this environment, the little lynx obviously can't survive.

But no matter how cute the appearance is, this is also a beast, not as docile as a domestic cat, and it will definitely hurt people if it is stimulated, Zhao slowly retreated, then took the cut meat, threw it on the snow in front of the little lynx, and then carefully sat by the campfire, while observing the little lynx, while continuing to deal with the remaining leg of mutton.

The little lynx looked at Zhao Qing next to the bonfire vigilantly, and then looked at the piece of meat on the ground that was escaping the smell of meat, hesitating in place, it had not eaten for a long time, that piece of meat had a fatal temptation to it, after a while, it finally couldn't bear it, pounced on the piece of meat, and chewed it in a big mouthful, while the body was still in a tense state, as long as Zhao Qing moved, it would definitely react quickly.

The meat just smells fragrant, Zhao Qing's clumsy barbecue technique makes the meat quality very bad, the cooked meat is also mixed with half-cooked meat, and the condiment is only salt, which can't remove the smell of the mutton itself, which can be said to be quite unpalatable, but Zhao Qing and the little lynx are very fragrant.

Zhao Qing gave the little lynx a few pieces of mutton without salt, and threw it closer to himself every time, the little lynx was just a cub after all, and it couldn't resist the temptation of food, and it was getting closer and closer to Zhao Qing, and soon it was captured by Zhao Qing with food, and the belly that was finally eaten was bulging, and Zhao Qing touched his head and only his eyes narrowed into a slit, which seemed to be extremely enjoyable, lying on the snow with his limbs to the sky.

Looking at the little lynx who was eating and drinking and sleeping next to the bonfire, Zhao Qing couldn't help but laugh smugly: "All cats in the world are virtuous." So saying, he touched the lynx's soft back, added some firewood to the campfire, and slipped into his sleeping bag and fell into a deep sleep.