There is no end to it!

With this piece of land warmed by the warm underground spring, there is no need to worry about not being able to hide the footprints!

Qin Yining ran up the road on the snow for a while, deliberately leaving a series of footprints in other directions, and then stepped on a bush and jumped onto this section of black soil covered with pine needles, and took a few steps forward.

There was a steady stream of white gas coming out of the ground, and the soles of my feet were a little warm. Qin Yining was afraid of leaving footprints, and there would be snow further on, so she simply tucked her cloak into her belt, and climbed a thick and tall pine tree neatly, and chose a place where the branches and leaves were still dense, and it could still be regarded as a strong branch to sit down.

As she moved, the tall canopy shook slightly, and snow fell, but it melted immediately as soon as it touched the ground.

Only then did Qin Yining dare to take a few deep breaths quietly.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps.

Qin Yining was busy holding his breath, his whole body stiffened into a piece of wood, and he didn't dare to make any moves, so he thought he was part of the big pine tree.

Two masked mountain bandits walked not far away, one holding a steel knife, and the other holding a wooden stick thick as a wine cup, both looked down to see the footprints on the ground, and then chased after the footprints deliberately made by Qin Yining.

After a short time, Xu was interrupted by footprints, and the two came back. After looking for a while on the land covered by the warm spring, they didn't find any other footprints, and the two of them just walked around to investigate, and their footprints had already destroyed the scene, and the clues were broken for a while.

The two glanced at each other and scolded their mothers.

"A little girl can run so much!" The person who spoke had a northern accent, apparently from the Great Zhou.

Another person: "Master Hou instructed us to find the Qin family and kill it, and I don't know if the person we are chasing is surnamed Qin!" ”

"Whether it's or not, since she catches up, she can't be allowed to run easily."

"I don't believe it can really disappear, continue to search, maybe it's hiding in some tree hole?"

……

The two of them began to look for tree holes and natural caves and burrows in the vicinity.

As a result, they really found a snow field not far away with signs of collapse, hidden under the snow is actually a large puddle, that puddle should be a warm spring underground, the water is faintly smelly, I don't know how deep it is, only to see the mist coming out, turning the surrounding snow into smooth ice.

The two did not dare to move forward, for fear that the snow under their feet would relax and accidentally fall into a puddle of unknown depth. This mountain is really full of dangers, and this is already a deep mountain and old forest, and even hunters don't come here to hunt.

The two of them bypassed this dangerous area and searched the neighborhood again.

Qin Yining didn't rush to leave, he still hid in the tree, waited for an hour, and made sure that the two of them had no intention of going and returning, so he carefully slid down the tree.

She didn't dare to stay here longer, so she deliberately ran deep into the uncultivated dense forest deep in the mountains, and broke a shrub branch hanging with dead leaves, and paid attention to cleaning up the traces along the way.

ran into the mountains so cautiously, until the sky was dark, and Qin Yining really couldn't run.

She held on to a tree and gasped, looking left and right, the scenery around her was the same, and the only thing she could tell was whether she was "going uphill" or "downhill".

The night in the north is bitterly cold, and once it stops, it starts to get cold. The sweat-soaked back was blown by the wind, and the cold Qin Yining shivered.

She looked around, dragging her tired body to the leeward slope of the root of a large tree.

It is in a semi-concave state, with a "shed" roof with abrupt roots above the head, and two large rocks on the side, which can barely shelter some of the cold wind, and there is no snow on the ground.

Qin Yining went to find firewood, hay and pine needles, shook his hands and found the fire fold from his arms, first ignited the hay and pine needles, and then chose a dry branch stand to build a small bonfire for himself behind the big stones.

Qin Yining's body was extremely tired after recovering from a serious illness, and he couldn't help coughing.

But she knew that she would only be able to rest for a short time, because if she didn't do anything about it, she would freeze to death if she kept a bonfire that would burn out at any moment.

Qin Yining hugged his knees, wrapped himself tightly in his cloak and roasted the fire for a while, feeling that his hands and feet were flexible, so he went to look for firewood, pine needles and dead grass again. Then I went to find some shrubs, and with great effort, I removed a lot of branches from above.

Qin Yining couldn't help but smile bitterly.

She is not as good as going up the mountain now than when she was eight years old, at least she has some tools in her hand, and she will not rely on a pair of fleshy palms to do anything.

Fortunately, she has some experience in dealing with this.

Qin Yining was busy for an hour, and used the branches of the shrub to weave a curved shed for herself, which could allow her to sit on her knees and regenerate the size of a fire.

She dragged the shed to the slightly warm ground of the campfire in the leeward of the boulder, untied her sweat towel, took off a smock, wrapped it in snow, and baked it over the fire.

The snow melted, wetting the smock and sweat towel, Qin Yining hurriedly covered these on the simple small shed she made, just to cover the shed.

Qin Yining didn't dare to delay, and immediately went to transport the snow, and while the overcoat and sweat towel were still wet, he sprinkled a layer of snow on them.

When the snow meets the wet cloth, it immediately sticks tightly and is frozen into ice by the low temperature.

Qin Yining spent half an hour firmly covering the shed built with snow branches. Sprinkle a layer of snow, and pull some very hot branches from the bonfire and put them on, and the snow melts into water when it meets the hot branches, and the water freezes again, and slowly forms a very strong little snow shed.

Qin Yining rubbed his hands that were red from the cold and almost unconscious, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, thinking that it was getting late, and it was impossible to hunt in the mountains with his bare hands, so he simply starved for a night, and he would not starve to death, so he didn't think about it, and picked up a lot of dry firewood and pine needles nearby, added pine needles to the bonfire outside the cave entrance, and lit a bonfire in the shed.

In the end, Qin Yining took off his padded jacket and hung it vertically at the entrance of the hole, the size was just right.

Wrapping himself tightly with a cloak and a cotton skirt covering his feet, Qin Yining faced the bonfire and took a nap with his knees leaning against the branches.

Although there is still wind coming in through the gaps, and there will be smoke from a fire lit in the shed, the smoke is just coming out of the cracks, and even if you choke a little, it is better than freezing to death in the open for a night.

Qin Yining just wrapped his cloak and slept lightly all night. As her hands and feet gradually warmed up, she felt that even if she was starving, it was not so difficult.

The night in the mountains was full of dangers, and the howl of wolves could be faintly heard in the distance.

Qin Yining didn't dare to relax, but she wouldn't treat herself badly, she had a good night, and when she got up early the next morning, except for the fact that her bones were a little sore because she was sitting and sleeping, everything else was fine.

Qin Yining began to analyze whether he should go down the mountain now or continue to hide in the mountains.