120 Crowd Force
On a sunny day when the ice and snow were flying, Zhang Xiangyang carried things on his back and walked towards Changzhu Mountain with difficulty.
After approaching Changzhu Mountain, relying on the shelter of the big mountain, the snowflakes nearby were not so flying, but the cold wind leaking out of the mountain cut people like a knife.
Carnivores should have a hard time catching prey in this environment, and most of the animals are either hibernating or hiding in their holes and waiting for good weather before coming out.
Not only animals, but also humans will take shelter from the wind and snow in such a difficult environment.
It's just that when someone goes out, someone has to stick to their posts!
The people in the house work shifts every ten minutes, and are responsible for patrolling around the top of the mountain to prevent Zhang Xiangyang from coming back, but everyone has not noticed the problem.
It was Wan Jing who saw Zhang Xiangyang, Wan Jing was wearing a wolf skin coat, but her legs and arms were still shivering, even if it was ten minutes, it was a torment for her.
After seeing a figure approaching this side, Wan Jing quickly returned to the house and shouted: "Xiangyang is back, my hands are shivering from cold, come and help me put the ladder!" ”
Wu Sang and Zhang Han quickly went out, and Lu Shiqin and Lingling also followed.
The temperature outside was more than a dozen degrees lower than inside the house, especially the presence of strong winds and snowflakes, which made it difficult to breathe.
Several people walked quickly to the edge of the cliff, and after approaching, they saw a figure that was still more than 20 meters away.
The snowflakes blurred their vision a lot, but everyone could clearly tell who the person was.
"Brother Xiangyang, wait a minute, let's put the ladder down!" Lingling shouted loudly and waved at Zhang Xiangyang.
Zhang Xiangyang also waved his hand and shouted: "Well, be careful!" It's okay on my end. ”
Everyone didn't think so, even if they didn't encounter anything, just walking outside for two or three hours in such a cold weather was tantamount to death.
After the ladder was fixed, Zhang Xiangyang carefully climbed the mountain more than ten meters high.
In the windy environment, the bamboo ladder became very unstable and swaying.
The quality of bamboo is not as good as that of wood, especially at such a high level, even iron rods are easy to bend off, let alone very flexible bamboo.
After carefully climbing Changzhu Mountain, Zhang Xiangyang said with a smile: "Bring back something that looks like a rat ferret, I was very fierce when I encountered it, and it wanted to sneak attack me, if I hadn't found out in advance, it is estimated that I would have been injured." ”
"I'll talk about it later." Wu Sang beckoned Zhang Xiangyang to go back first, it was very cold outside.
Zhang Han and Lu Shiqin have already put the ladder back, otherwise it would be easy to have problems if they are placed underneath.
The group soon returned to the house, Zhang Xiangyang took off his shoes and entered the warm hot pit to relieve the frost on his body.
Lingling handed a strip of cloth to Zhang Xiangyang, "Brother Xiangyang, wipe your hair, it's all snow." ”
Zhang Xiangyang's straw hat had been placed on the hook by the window, but there was still a little snow on his body.
"Okay." Taking the towel handed over by Lingling, Zhang Xiangyang took the broth handed over by Jiang Ruyun and took a sip after wiping it.
The heat warmed his fingers and mouth, and he slowly regained sensation all over his body.
Zhang Xiangyang's cheeks also turned red like frostbite to normal complexion.
Ling Ling looked at Zhang Xiangyang's fingers, they weren't so thick before, but after going out a lot for a while, they had been severely frosted and swollen a lot.
And Zhang Xiangyang's ears and nose are getting more and more serious, and there are already signs like frost cracking.
An Ran looked at the harvest that Zhang Xiangyang brought back, and the first thing he saw was the thorns at the top.
"These are wattles, right? However, unlike the previous species, the outside world has begun to evolve into strange species, and they are becoming more and more common. ”
An Ran sighed, carefully broke off a spike with his fingers, looked at it and said: "The hardness is okay, it can be used to make fine needles for needlework, and it can also be used to set traps, but I don't know how it tastes." ”
Zhang Han found a bamboo stick and used two bamboo sticks to remove the thorns on it
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