The little guy rushed here and plunged his paw into the ice floes, biting the rope in his mouth.

Seeing this, everyone pulled the rope over, and the little guy suddenly felt a force, and his head was about to be pulled away, but it was holding on to the ice floe and did not move.

It didn't move, the ice floe took the force, and it began to move, paddling towards the shore.

After a while, everyone was pulled to the shore and salvaged, at this time Wang Yang and the others were almost all frozen, and their consciousness was half-asleep, and they couldn't feel anything.

The little guy jumped ashore, and suddenly fell to the ground, very tired, it is equivalent to the hub of ice floe and rope, it needs to bear a lot of strength, with its small body, somewhat difficult, not to mention that it actively jumped into the water, the whole body was wet with ice water, and its body temperature was rapidly dropping.

It rolls on the ground and takes advantage of the snow's ability to absorb water to dry itself.

Everyone was helping Wang Yang and others take off their wet fur coats, dry their bodies, light a fire, and put on new clothes.

They made the fire very strong, and did not skimp on the scarce dry wood, and used as much as they wanted, and then they placed the people beside the campfire, and from time to time helped them turn their bodies to absorb more heat.

They stayed here to protect Wang Yang and others.

……

A day passed, and at noon the next day, Wang Yang woke up groggily.

This should be regarded as the most restful sleep he had, the world was quiet, no one disturbed him, and his body was warm and comfortable, like bathing in the warm sun.

Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't need to think about anything, and he is ready to close his eyes and open them again. Preparation to travel to another world.

That's right, he was thinking of crossing. By no means rebirth, if reborn to childhood. If you do it all over again, he'll cry.

He opened his eyes and saw a clear blue sky, the white clouds were scattered very wide, very thin, like a white veil, the sun was very soft, and it fell on his body through the white veil, it was very warm.

It's not very harmonious. A gray smoke was rising into the sky, spoiling the beauty.

"Woo~" When everyone saw him wake up, they all gathered around.

"Twitter~" The little guy has been staying by his side, and when he saw him open his eyes, he suddenly threw himself on his chest and tilted his head to look at him.

"Hey...... I'm not dead yet, am I? Looking at everyone's concerned eyes, Wang Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, feeling warm in his heart, especially the performance of the little guy. It surprised him even more, he finally lived up to the fact that he had raised you for so many years.

Suddenly, he noticed something in his mouth, and his eyes looked down. I saw that the sad fish was still bitten by himself, and it had turned into ice, and no one helped him take it off.

He caught the fish. Tear it off vigorously and chew it.

The crowd looked at him. I want to know how he is doing now, and if there will be anything uncomfortable. Li Si took a branch to him and asked him to express his thoughts.

Wang Yang did not pick up the branches, but pointed to the fish and nodded vigorously: "This fish is good!" ”

Everyone was speechless, how did it get to the fish? But when I saw him smiling, I smiled happily.

Seeing that everyone was happy, Wang Yang pointed to Xiaohong and the others and asked them to take care of them.

As soon as they left, the look in Wang Yang's eyes dimmed, turned his head, coughed lightly, and touched his forehead, which was a little hot.

He was feeling very bad, and at first judgment he had a slight fever, his limbs were sore, and his mind was dizzy, but at this time everyone had just suffered a great calamity, and there was not enough food, and they all expected him to come up with a solution, and he must not act ill.

The others also woke up one by one during this day, their spirits were not very good, and three of them were a little burned like Wang Yang, and their spirits were sluggish, wrapped in layers of thick fur and shrunk up.

After they woke up, they looked at Wang Yang, Wang Yang smiled at them reluctantly, and when they saw that Wang Yang was fine, they were relieved.

Wang Yang touched the little guy's head, found his own leather bag, and took out half a piece of dried meat from it, which was his last stored grain.

He didn't go to the crowd to confirm the amount of food stored, because he knew exactly how much there was, and basically he would eat it today and it would be gone until tomorrow at most.

In the snowy mountains, the consumption of the people was too great, and although they had started to eat excessively early on, they had very little left.

In this case, there is no other way but to find new food.

He turned his head and looked at the vast snowfield in confusion.

"Tsk!" The little guy came to the dead fish that was bitten by Wang Yang, and sniffed covetously, obviously wanting to eat it.

Wang Yang turned his head and smiled, picked up the fish and broke it in half, half of which was given to it.

This fish is very small, roughly estimated to be just over a pound, and the flesh is orange-red and very clear.

Looking at the color of the fish, something suddenly flashed in Wang Yang's mind, but it seemed to be too long ago and he was about to forget it.

It took a long time for him to stare at the fish in a daze, and muttered uncertainly: "Salmon? ”

He has naturally heard of the name of salmon, a kind of salmon, and he heard that the meat is delicious, and it is very interesting to eat it raw when cut into thin slices and dipped in dipping sauce.

However, he had never eaten it in his previous life, and he had never been able to tell the difference between salmon and salmon.

Now that I see this orange-red fish, I remember.

But why doesn't this fish have white fat? Could it be that because it grows in the wild, fat is scarce?

He didn't dwell on that, no matter what kind of fish it was, he just had to eat it.

Thinking of this, he turned over, found the net, and took a few ropes to weave the net more densely, so that the small fish could be netted.

Then he walked to the waterhole.

This is not supposed to be a waterhole, but a very wide river, more than 20 meters above the surface, flowing around the foot of the mountain.

Wang Yang didn't care where the river flowed or how it flowed, he just wanted to catch fish.

When he came to the riverbank, he crouched down, and except for the central part, the bank had begun to form a thin layer of ice.

He broke the ice and cast the net down.

His actions attracted everyone's attention, and everyone knew that he was not going to sit still and would definitely find a new source of food.

The Exorcist and the others came over, shook their heads at Wang Yang, and drew on the ground.

In the painting, they also want to use this trick to catch fish, but after fishing countless times, they catch a fish, which can be described as thankless.

"Have you tried?" Wang Yang was a little puzzled, it shouldn't be, when he fell into the ice water, he bit a fish casually, and when he was struggling in the water, he also saw other fish, which is enough to show that there is no shortage of fish below.

Why did the chasers and others catch one after fishing for a long time?

Speaking of which, this net is not small, it is all woven with a rope of more than five meters, not to mention the others, the area alone has reached at least twenty square meters, and the net of a small single room area cannot catch fish? Isn't that teasing yourself? (To be continued......)