"That'...... So what to do? "The white pigeon suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and in "Wolf Totem" it was written that he struck the stirrup vigorously and scared off the wolves with the sound of metal colliding.

"We don't have that kind of big stirrups, only small stirrups, and the sound of knocking out is not a deterrent."

"Then they keep following you...... Where will they follow us...... Back to camp? ”

"Of course it's not going back to camp." Mu Yichen's voice seemed very calm, giving Bai Ge a little comfort in addition to fear.

But what he said did not comfort the white dove in the slightest.

"They're waiting for it to get dark. When it's completely dark, it's time for them to do it. ”

White Dove: "......"

Mu Yichen took off his coat and slowly tore it into strips of cloth. As he progressed, he wrapped the strips of cloth around a thick branch he had just picked up. I took a lighter out of my pocket, unscrewed it vigorously, and poured all the oil into the strip of cloth.

Even if the white pigeon lacks common sense in the wild, he knows that Mu Yichen is making torches, he is gambling and making a last ditch. In the dark, torches are more useful than shotguns.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, the shadows of the surrounding trees turned blue, and the vision was not clear. And the big dark horse snorted more and more uneasily, relying on Mu Yichen's appeasement, it faithfully fulfilled its mission.

Mu Yichen took out the compass from his arms and looked at it, the direction was right. He lowered his voice and said, "Little white pigeon, you listen to me now. Right now, in this direction, there is a hunter's hut three or four kilometers away. After a while, when a wolf came up and I put my gun down, I still had a torch in my hand. ”

Mu Yichen's next words made Bai Pigeon's heart cold, and he said in a low voice, "No matter what happens, you just have to ride your horse and run to that hunter's hut, as long as you run there, you will be safe." Don't look back, don't look back no matter what happens, even if I jump off, don't worry about you, I'll go to that hut and find you. ”

Hearing this, the white pigeon's tears flowed down, more and more, "Mu ...... Mu Yichen, you can't ......"

"Mark my words."

After speaking, the white pigeon felt that Mu Yichen withdrew the hand that was originally holding the reins.

The wolves are very patient, and as night falls, it's their best time to hunt. Finally they couldn't hold it anymore, and when the first wolf rushed up, "Bang! Mu Yichen let go of a shot.

The wolf was concentrated in the chest, and soon collapsed motionless. But the wolves did not stop, they did not even stop at the side of their dead companions, but launched an even more ferocious attack.

The white pigeon's tears flowed even more fiercely when she heard the gunshot, it was the first time she had seen a wolf in the wild, and it was thinner and more fierce than what she had seen in the zoo. Their fangs looked so hideous, as if they were about to tear and devour everything.

They dodge the horse's hooves and wait for an opportunity, nimble like ghosts in the dark night. "Bang!" Mu Yichen fired another shot, and the enraged wolves scrambled to catch up.

"Dah."

It was the sound of Mu Yichen's lighter, he lit the torch in his hand, and a flame rushed up with a "whew".

The red fire in the darkness is the instinctual fear of animals. Mu Yichen waved the torch, and the wolves were frightened back by the sudden firelight, whining, baring their teeth, but their eyes became more and more fierce. Mu Yichen threw two fireballs of cloth at them, and threw the torches over when they were unprepared, completely intercepting the wolves' footsteps.

Without further ado, Mu Yichen's legs clamped hard, and the big black horse neighed and quickly understood, shook off his four hooves and ran forward.

The white pigeon's face was cold and full of tears, and Mu Yichen let her, who was already unstable, cling to her arms and galloping all the way.

Bai Ge felt as if she was a puppet folded up by Mu Yichen and put on her chest, or a handkerchief, she curled up in a small square space, and Mu Yichen's comfort was in her ears, "It's okay, don't be afraid...... It's okay...... Don't be afraid ......"

Mu Yichen's distance and direction were all right, and when he saw the hunter's hut, his hands were trembling slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life.

When he dismounted, Mu Yichen could barely stand on his feet. However, he still restrained himself, picked up the white pigeon off the horse, looked at her little face full of tears, raised his hand and wiped it, but the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became. "This is the hunter's territory, the wolves won't come, we can rest here for the night."

The hunter's hut is actually a very simple wooden house, with wind everywhere. Outside, there are sharpened fences, Mu Yichen tied the horses well, and there was ready-made forage for the horses in the yard. The room looked useless for a long time, with a layer of dust everywhere, and nothing in the room, except for a wooden board that counted as a bed, and a set of bedding on it.

Some dry firewood was piled up in the center of the house, Mu Yichen lit the fire, and the room suddenly brightened up.

The white dove sat on the ground, still shedding tears, sobbing and crying.

"Don't cry," Mu Yichen suddenly approached, "Did you think I was going to die just now, so I was sad to die." ”

The white pigeon raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Yichen, did not speak, and sniffed again and again.

Mu Yichen stared at the white pigeon's eyes, "I'm dead, will you miss me?" ”

Mu Yichen sat down beside the white pigeon, "I hope you will miss me, at least remember me." In this way, no matter who you marry in the future, I have a place in your heart, and it is worth it. Saying that, Mu Yichen laughed, that smile was like thin ice in spring, with a trace of imperceptible fragility and desolation.

The white pigeon sniffed and looked at Mu Yichen, with a thick nasal voice, "Is this also your line in the play?" ”

Mu Yichen laughed, and bent his eyebrows with a smile, "Yes, I memorized this line." Mu Yichen got up and added branches to the fire, and after a long time, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "I don't know if I should praise you for being smart." ”

The white pigeon leaned over to the fire, wiped away his tears, and cupped his cheeks, "I don't know if it's better to blame this hunter or to thank this hunter." I first fell into his trap and broke my foot, and now I hid in his hut from the wolves. ”

Mu Yichen lowered his head and used a dagger to cut the branches, cutting out the pointed ends to defend himself, in case of emergency. Wen Yan glanced at the white pigeon, "I think it's better for you to thank me." ”

It is also strange to say that Mu Yichen is obviously the type of person who is the most unable to give women a sense of security, but he has saved himself from danger several times. I was kidnapped by the driver before, slapped in the face, and trapped in the ski resort. This time is no different.

Mu Yichen seems to be able to guess people's thoughts, "Do you think that I am always a hero to save the United States, and I want to make a promise with my body?" ”

In the firelight, Mu Yichen's face was soaked in sweat again, and he became dirty, and he couldn't see the appearance of a handsome boy at all, and even his signature banter smile became as warm as the firelight. "But those who want to marry me or want to marry their daughter to me are estimated to have to go from Jiangcheng to Rongcheng."

He was disdainful, but he knew in his heart that what Mu Yichen said was true. The white pigeon took off his shoes, and his ankles were swollen to the height.

"There is no bone-setting medicine here, and there will be medicine until I return to the camp tomorrow, so bear with it first." Mu Yichen pointed to the futon on the bed and said very gracefully, "Go to sleep, I'm here watching the fire." It's still quite cool at night. ”

Mu Yichen's coat had long since become a rag, and he only had a short-sleeved T-shirt on his body. The white pigeon got up and took off the quilt on the bed, limped over, and draped it on Mu Yichen. Then he sat down and shrunk into the quilt. "Let's just stay overnight."

She really couldn't see her life-saving benefactor sitting next to each other for a night.

"You're a man and a woman, you don't really think anything about me, do you?" Mu Yichen couldn't help but tease her when he saw the white pigeon shrinking his head and shrinking his head. "If you really have evil thoughts about me, I will line up in Jiangcheng to Rongcheng and let you be ranked first."

"I thank you, and the number one." The white pigeon glanced at his clothes, "If you wear a half-sleeve, you will definitely catch a cold, it is so cold at night on the grassland." She paused and said, "You're on the slopes, wrapping me up in your down jacket, and you're frostbitten." I'll have to fight once this time. ”

Mu Yichen's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

It was originally a joke, but I didn't expect this woman to be serious.

He pulled the woman closer to him, "Then stop sleeping." ”

The thought in my heart came back uncontrollably again. It's not bad to be so desolate.

"Hey. Mu Yichen. ”

"Say."

"Did you have your medicine with you, you weren't feeling unwell today, were you?"

"No discomfort."

"Well, that's good." The white dove yawned. She slept for three hours last night, and with today's fear, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

That night, she slept soundly. It wasn't until dawn that I opened my eyes and found that I was lying on the bed, and there was no shadow of Mu Yichen in the room.

Next to the bed were two pieces of chocolate and a small box of canned beef, and now there was half a jar left, which seemed to be left by Mu Yichen for himself.

The white pigeon ate the can, put the chocolate in his mouth again, got out of bed and put on his shoes and walked out.

The hunter's hut is in a birch forest, and yesterday it was dark and I couldn't see anything, but this morning it looks so beautiful against the morning sun.

Autumn on the prairie comes earlier than in the city, and the leaves of the birch have begun to turn yellow, and a layer of yellow leaves has been laid on the ground, and it is crisp to step on. Mu Yichen was holding the dagger from yesterday and carving something on a birch tree.

"What are you writing about?"

Mu Yichen pointed to the tree, "I'll engrave the names of both of us." "On the tree are beautiful fly-headed little letters, which are indeed the names of two people. The white pigeon never knew that Mu Yichen could write so beautifully.

However, this ...... Equivalent to a visit here? In the end...... Not so good......

Mu Yichen didn't think so, and looked very complacent, "As this tree grows taller and grows, our name will also grow with it to the sky." We may never get a chance to come back to this birch forest, but I want to remember this place and remember the feeling. ”

After speaking, Mu Yichen pulled the white dove and lay down on the fallen leaves on the ground together.

"Mu Yichen, it's time for us to go, they must be in a hurry to find us."

"Shhhhh

Mu Yichen looked at the glowing treetops, the warm sun of early autumn, and the slowly stretching clouds, "Just lie down for ten minutes, ten minutes is fine." ”

Just ten minutes, let me have you completely.

Because you are back on the normal trajectory of life, I can only return you to someone else's arms.