The temperature outside suddenly made them shiver, and they couldn't help but shiver violently. Having chosen to leave this damn place, you have to go on without hesitation. The sight of the snow made the two old men feel not poetic, but an unbearable direct attack that stimulated deep into the bones.

The first thing you get under your feet is the unprecedented cumulative thickness of the snow. The leader's heart was shocked, and he really didn't expect it. You can't stay here for long, or you can't stop leaving the place until the snow stops falling. The leader and the old man had to step foot after foot into the white ground, where nothing iconic could provide insight into the thickness of the snow. Maybe there is a pothole not far from your feet, but you really can't get anything from the bright side. Only by constantly falling to the point of frustration can you get out of this magic realm.

The leader felt that his body could still withstand such consumption, although in addition to the regular food and material reserves, there was also a small burden of Xiaoyun. He was very well-behaved and did not show any drastic behavior. Just curled up quietly in the arms of the head, like a quiet kitten. The mischievous side of the teeth and claws is not revealed.

In fact, Xiaoyun has always made Paglia very worry-free, and in the case of major events, he will never cause things to be stabbed because of Xiaoyun's actions. I don't think this little guy really understands the warmth and coldness of human feelings! But the specific major events show that this child can still deal with it in a reasonable manner. It's strange and shouldn't be at his age.

However, the leader obviously didn't think in this direction, the unexpectedly well-behaved Xiaoyun saved him a lot of worry, this child is still willing to accept his own feeding, although these shoddy things taste really unsatisfactory, and there is no way to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor. Xiaoyun did not refuse to come, and he obediently ate his share of the food he was given.

The tacit understanding between the three of them continued, and the long trek between the two old men finally stopped at a certain point in time. The old man smiled kindly, and although the corners of his mouth were already sealed by a scarf made of thick winter clothing and fabrics, and the corners of his mouth were not exposed, the head still saw a kind of joy in the old man's eyes.

"Is the little one alright?" , the old man asked a little actively! "Uh-huh! Of course. Naturally, the leader responded very politely to the old man's concern for the little one. He should be sleeping! I'm not sure, but I can feel that there's no movement. The leader suddenly gave such an answer with an embarrassed face.

"Do you want to see it?" , the leader looked at the old man! "No, no, no, let the child sleep!" The old man hurriedly waved his hand. Signaling to the leader that he didn't need to look at the little one. "Hmm!" , The leader nodded slowly, in response to the old man's meaning.

Visibility was getting weaker and lower, and the leader was unsure if he would be able to find the marker he had buried in the rest of the day. It was the only talisman that could save lives. It had been more than ten hours since their group of three people left the entire large army, and it should not have been a day's time. Because his physical strength has not reached a critical level.

The leader always thought that he was taking the old man and Xiaoyun in circles. The three tents were long gone. The leader felt that it was a pity that he didn't take advantage of the chaos to bring one out. Those weird guys are going to be trapped in that place. It's really a pity that the quality of the tents is still reliable.

However, in this situation, I was exposed to cold snow for a long time. It is undoubtedly an act of seeking death. Once a person reaches the critical point of patience, he will quickly pass out, and that is really a rhythm that the gods can't pull back.

The leader dragged the old man to his side, "We need to make a cave in the snow to regain our strength." He said this to the old man almost close to his ear. The old man also knew how to do it, so he quickly pinched his index finger and thumb to form a circle, and the other three fingers stretched out and made an "OK" gesture to the head. Express what you receive.

It's a pity that the current equipment is really a bit bleak, and the leader and the old man are members of their respective four-person teams that keep food. Therefore, in order to carry more adequate food resources to the greatest extent, the burden of miscellaneous on their bodies has been reduced to the lowest level. Just equipped with a simple fire-making device and the food behind it, he looks like a chef.

The leader had apparently realized the importance of the sapper shovel, and he was eager to return even if he had a pair of sapper shovels. It won't be as defenseless as it is now. However, facts are facts, and they are irrefutable and fantastical existences. The leader can only admit it.

Layer after layer of snow falls, so that when the surface is not completely cured by low temperatures, it is covered by another layer of falling snow. There are many small but real layers of air currents, which means that the entire snow close to the surface is not too hard, that is, it can barely achieve the effect by digging by hand.

The boss has already done it, and he keeps pulling and pulling. The old man quickly understood what the leader meant, and made a similar move in line with the direction of his work. Nearly seventy or eighty centimeters of snow are not too difficult to pull up in practice. After only half an hour of fighting, a cylindrical space area with a hole of more than one meter was emptied.

The reason why he pulled out an open-air cave was because the leader found that the bottom of the snow layer was still a frozen layer that could not be shaken by his hands without tools, so he changed his strategy temporarily. It's just an area that resembles what we usually call a "vat". I didn't keep digging, after all, it was only a level of degree that I couldn't do on my own.

This practice is simply to dig two pits alive in the so-called flat surface and bury themselves in them. Originally, it was a very depressing metaphor, but the leader just wanted to get a glimpse of the road that symbolized vitality.

He and the old man all crouched in, curling up as best they could. The space is not too huge in the first place. Counting the volume of the bags behind him, there was suddenly no room to move. It doesn't work out that way, at least at eye level, there isn't a trace of extra space filled with cold air. Psychologically, it will also feel better.

The leader barely managed to find two tarps from the corners of his backpack, and he didn't know when they were stuffed in. Maybe it was the same amount of time as the extra wayfinding sign I was carrying. Originally, he was going to empty his backpack while eating food, and then put it on his and the old man's foreheads, barely able to withstand part of the wind and snow. Just ask for comfort. However, it became extremely comfortable to pull out such a thing by accident.

I don't think too much about where it comes from. The two tarps were propped up to perfectly cover the area of the hole overhead. There is even a large part of the empty area that is not fully utilized. The boss didn't think it was useless. At first, he and the old man had to take one side to the other, and stretched out their hands to stick a few parts of the corners tightly to the surface of the snow wall. Preventing the cold wind from the flat part will create a pressure differential wind flow from under the snow cave and up to blow the roof away.

However, such worries were unnecessary, and the endless snow particles fell on the surface of the tarpaulin, and their own gravity was enough to compact the roof of the tarpaulin without any blowing. The leader became a little more at ease. He slowly reverted back to the gesture he had struggled to lift up, only to notice that his arm had already stiffened. It's not completely freezing, but it's not something that can be easily accepted.

The old man followed and withdrew his arms, which were tightly stirred into a twisted shape and buried in the inside of his chest. Without waiting for the boss to say hello, he fell asleep exhausted. The leader looked at the old brother who was close at hand, and he had a long story in his heart. He didn't bother this old brother, he only knew that he was also very difficult. But they should only rest for a while, otherwise the thicker and thicker layers of snow will bury them inside.

"If that's the case, that's fine!" , such a thought suddenly appeared in his heart. Then he was rejected by the so-called reason on the other side, and he stopped thinking about it from then on. It's also falling into a deep sleep. The wind is still cold outside, and the snow is raging! Xiaoyun's body naturally revealed a warm aura, filling this small space.

Perhaps no one can realize it. Including the initiator, Xiaoyun himself. He had never been worried about the suffering he felt from the world, and he would never be affected by it. And this warmth is still a considerable gift to the other two normal life forms in this space.

This heat does not obey any of the existing physical laws of interpretation, if such a phenomenon can be observed, it will be found that the heat is abruptly generated in Xiaoyun's body, and the result is naturally abruptly disappeared, and then very fairly transmitted to the head and the old man, which is a gift from Xiaoyun's unconscious. Xiaoyun's ability is enough to keep the head and the old man from leaving peacefully in their sleep.

"It's so warm!" , the old man was immersed in sleep and couldn't extricate himself! It's been a long time since I've experienced spiritual solace like this. There were a few teardrops in the corners of his eyes, which were absorbed by the surface of the skin in the blink of an eye. Because the chapped face has become very dry, this hard-earned moisture must be put to good use.

Everyone knows that the old man is bitter, but no one understands why such an old man feels inexplicably moved just because of the warmth in his sleep, where does the initial sense of loss come from, or is he accompanied by him. The experience of the past is like a lingering imprint that keeps piercing my heart. However, at this point, everything is less important!

solved, and what followed was the imaginary tears. What about reality? A tear that crossed it!

The old man was suddenly awakened, and he looked around. Only then did I realize the environment I was in, and what kind of memories I had had before were still vivid.

He hurriedly stretched out his right hand and pushed the "protective layer!" on the top of his head. "Hmm! Fortunately, he can still shake it with his own strength. That means the top of your head isn't completely covered in snow! It seems that you don't have to worry about it. Suddenly, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but he became more old!