A snow-white rabbit quietly poked its head out of the snowdrift.

Its clever little eyes are constantly wandering, and its vigilant little ears are flickering from time to time, catching all the movements that can be made.

The little guy seemed to be still watching the movements around him, watching out for possible danger.

It's a native rabbit, a very clever little thing. The color of his coat also changes with the seasons, and in the summer, their fur turns yellow, making it easier for them to hide in the grass or among dead leaves. In winter, their fur turns snow-white, making it easier for them to hide in the snow.

But it stands to reason that they should be hiding in the cave to eat stored food to survive the cold winter, how could they suddenly venture out of the cave.

It moves clearly very carefully.

Even in the cold winter, when most of the predators are huddled in burrows for the winter, it is not excluded that some predators will choose to hunt in the harsh winter.

It dodges and stops along the way. Occasionally paused to move, a pair of hairy little paws quickly shaved through the snow, looking for blades of grass or some moss buried under the snowdrift, and the little rabbit's lips quivered from time to time, nibbling on cold food.

There is no doubt that this rabbit is clever and vigilant. But Rao was as alert as he was, and he still didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes from above watching it.

The rabbit suddenly looked up, and it seemed to sense something.

A burst of snow was broken, and the "rustle" sound of being trampled reached his ears, and he looked around, finally seeing the source of the sound.

A black horse slowly stamped this step, digging through the snow, and from time to time gnawed on something or two with its head underneath.

The rabbit looked at it, and was not afraid of this much larger animal, and actually jumped and followed it!

It ran into the snow pit where the black horse walked, and its small paws cut out the leaves of the grass that the black horse had gnawed on and nibbled on.

This is much easier than finding food on its own, sometimes it doesn't have food for a long time, and it is always easiest to find food after the horse.

It seemed to be so hungry that it wasn't so alert to its surroundings, so when it was shrouded in a dark shadow, it didn't even react.

It was lifted by Xiu's ear.

At this time, it was reflected, but it was too late. It couldn't break free from Xiu's palm at all, and the more it struggled, the more it tore at the ear, and then it hurt so much that it didn't dare to move at all.

"Is the food for today rabbits?" Xiu seemed to ask someone again, and then smiled lightly, "Isn't it great, at least there is meat again today." ”

He carried the rabbit and followed the black horse in front of him.

Not long after he walked alone, he saw something new suddenly in a small snowdrift.

Two little furry ears dangled on the snowdrift for a while, and the little head quietly poked out, looking curiously at this snow-covered world.

A little rabbit jumped out of the cave, rolled on the ground twice, and jumped excitedly several times, but because of the slippery feet and jumped for a long time, he didn't jump out far, but kicked up a small snowdrift.

Another rabbit's head poked out of the burrow, and as soon as it was stretched out, it was slapped in the face by snow. It popped out and rolled with the first rabbit.

These are still young rabbits, and it won't take long for them to freeze to death if they don't stay in their burrows properly in such cold weather.

At this time, the rabbit in Xiu's hand suddenly howled miserably.

It screamed so desolately, so sad, as if it were going to be killed in the next moment.

Xiu never knew that rabbits could also bark, and he always thought that rabbits had no sound.

Xiu looked at the rabbit quietly, lowered his head and said nothing, and seemed to have no expression.

When he grabbed the rabbit, he felt the rabbit's milk, which was already bulging on its belly, but empty.

This rabbit has a litter of rabbits. No wonder it still comes out in search of food in such cold weather.

It stands to reason that winter is not the breeding season for rabbits. They should have finished breeding in the summer, and then the young rabbits should have grown a little bit in the winter.

But none of this is what Xiu is concerned about.

He finally walked to the edge of the small cave and looked at the two little rabbits who felt strange and retracted into the cave, but showed their little eyes and looked at Xiu curiously.

He let go of his hand, and as soon as the rabbit escaped, he went into the burrow like crazy, not daring to come out.

If it weren't for this mother, the little rabbit would have frozen to death and starved to death. Xiu thought so.

Xiu looked up at the gray sky of the day.

Are you going to be hungry today? He touched his belly.

It's been seven or eight days since Changguang left.

Xiu has lived alone in this wilderness for seven or eight days.

He found food by himself, made a fire to boil water, and looked for a cave or a large rock pile to shelter from the wind and snow. Life was difficult, but at first, Otto's brother David Apocalis gave him all the methods of survival, and he even found two fish in the frozen river......

Although he swore that he didn't want to eat the next one, at least he was full.

Take care of yourself before you look for where your next town will be.

Yes, Changguang explained everything very well, but there was only one thing he forgot to say...

She forgot to give Xiu a map, or something else that would help Xiu learn about the country.

Xiu had no choice but to raise his head, look at the sun, look at the stars, identify a direction, and keep walking.

Suddenly, in the corner of his vision, a white light flashed.

It stands to reason that this kind of white light is very common in the snow, but Xiu still keenly captures the difference in this flash.

It wasn't as dazzling as a refracted light, but rather as if something white was alive skimming his point of view.

Xiu looked at the source of the movement, and it took a while to see what it was.

Four tiny claws deftly dotted through the snow, leaving tiny, barely noticeable footprints. The big fluffy tail swayed behind it, like a fluffy hair ball, and its face was big and round, but its mouth was small and pointy, and it looked a little cunning in cuteness. Its eyes were red, red like blood. Bright red eyes scanned Xiu's body back and forth, like an censor examining this black fellow who was very similar to its face, but much larger than it.

It is too pure white, white like a snow elf, not stained with a trace of human smoke; It is too dexterous, dexterous like a cat, agile and able to leap in the snow.

It sits like this, with the tip of its tail tucked in and swaying gently at the edge of its front feet, as well-behaved as a cat taking a nap, but sitting like a puppy waiting for a meal.

Xiu recognized this animal.

He used to appear again and again as a clever and cunning figure in the little stories told by Father Marshall. Although he had never had a nut, he recognized it when he actually saw it with his own eyes.

What a beautiful fox.

Xiu thought.

It's the first time I've seen a fox, but it looks too far from the image in a fairy tale, and such a beautiful fox will look like a sinister and cunning villain.

Xiu was a little skeptical.

But Xiu wasn't interested in it, and he didn't plan to catch it, or get closer.

Because he didn't plan to eat foxes, and he didn't plan to raise them.

I can't find anything to eat, so where can I find food to feed this extra fox?

But the fox seemed to be very interested in Xiu, and when Xiu was far away, it followed again, but when it was too close, it sat obediently in place, motionless.

What does this mean? I don't understand.

He tried to get closer to the fox.

The fox was still staring at his mask, without any dodging of the word.

Xiu's hand hesitated, worried that he would be bitten. But then I thought I had gloves anyway, so I continued to explore.

Just as he was about to touch the fox's soft white fur, the fox suddenly turned around and ran away, leaving Xiu touched.

He looked at the fox suspiciously, not understanding what it meant.

But after the fox escaped, he did not run far, but sat not far away, like a cat gently shaking the tip of his tail, as if he still wanted to go over.

Xiu thought it was amazing, so he followed again.

When he walked up to the fox and held out his hand again, the fox walked away again.

But he didn't go far, so he did it again not far away, and it seemed that he still wanted to repair it to chase it.

It seems to be trying to take me somewhere. Xiu thought so.

He gently took the dark reins and slowly followed the fox.

Stopping all the way, the fox also seemed to realize the intention of repairing, so he didn't stop anymore, and he was not as docile and well-behaved as he was fighting at the beginning, as if he was being chased by someone again, and ran desperately, seemingly very anxious. Xiu can only catch up with it if he sits in the dark.

Although he ran in a hurry, his cloak was lifted by the strong wind, and the cold wind blew into his clothes, but he did not feel very cold.

Winters here are not as aggressive and violent as in poplar forests. The winters here are mild and delicate, and although they are cold, the wind is soft and the snow is soft.

If winter in the black poplar forest is as terrible as a storm in the sea, here the winter is as gentle as the sun.

While such a light is also icy, at least not so aggressive.

Xiu kept chasing. Although the cold wind invaded the cloak, it could not penetrate his coat.

He didn't know how long he had been chasing. When the fox stopped, he could no longer see the hill where he had been.

What are you doing here? Xiu thought it was strange.

His doubts didn't last long, and the answer came.

He was answered by a desolate and frightened cry, the heavy and slow sound of horses' hooves, and......

Roar!!!!!!!!!

A low, but deafening roar!

Xiu looked down, but found that the fox had disappeared without knowing when.

(End of chapter)