The first episode is a long road, where is Guihong

Chapter 2: Wolf Mountain Without Wild Wolves

When the military training first started, I only showed up on the first day, and then I successfully took a two-week military training break with the medical records I bought from 30 yuan under the overpass. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info don't want anything else, just to not be too tired, after all, I'm lazy. I also walked around the school for two weeks, and I remember that there was an Internet café about a kilometer south from the school gate. The backyard of the Internet café is full of bicycles, electric cars, and other means of transportation.

Carrying my belongings and dependents, I stepped on the bloodstained road. The dazzling sunlight fused the color of blood onto the road, and the originally dark road surface now had a touch of bewitching red. I began to wonder, there are so many people in the school, and now there is no one on the road? Just as I was pondering which conclusion was closer to the truth, I arrived.

"Ionian Network Clubhouse"

Looking at this signboard full of traces of time, I sighed lightly, and silently walked to the place where the bicycles were piled up.

Don't think about why you don't see anyone from the school gate, why there are so many bikes in this place, why the bikes are not locked, and why they all look new. I picked a mountain bike that was suitable for hiking in the wilderness.

Because the traffic is basically paralyzed now, there must be no way back to take the main road, and I don't know how many cities I have to pass through. It's too late for me to hide from the city now, so I can't get close, try not to get close.

I don't know much about physical geography or anything, but I do know that the shortest straight line between two points is the shortest. I took out my phone and confirmed the direction of my home, and I walked in that direction. Whether there is a road or not, whether it is a mountain or a deep stream or a canyon or a river, it can't stop me, and of course I'm not so stupid, I can't joke with my life if I can get around.

All the way unimpeded, I reached my first goal to conquer, according to the mark on a certain map, this mountain should not be more than 250 meters high, and it should be called Wolf Mountain.

To be honest, when I saw the three words of Wild Wolf Mountain, my heart chilled, wild wolf, that's a beast, in case a large group surrounds me, then it's not good for me to pretend to be dead. I hesitated when I took the first step, but I looked at Xuntian County, which was marked on the map at the foot of the Wild Wolf Mountain, which was not far from me, and I still chose this seemingly dangerous Wild Wolf Mountain.

Pushing the cart, I rushed forward all the way, and there was no road? Joke! What do you do with a bike? Can you only ride? Lifting the handlebars, I rounded my arms and threw the bike forward, and the thorns and weeds were all right.

I just walked like this, halfway up the climb, and I was tired. I found a random tree, took off my bag and put it next to it, and I sat down against the tree.

Chewing compressed biscuits, I opened a certain degree map, carefully studied the route home, and after a long day of research, I found that it was actually not far from home, and it only took more than 120 kilometers in a straight line. But this is a mountainous area, just find a place, look at it, it is called a horizontal view of the side of the ridge into a peak, far and near the height is different.

Taking advantage of the last rays of the sun before it set, I sat there, looking at the mountains one by one, and I didn't know what was going on in my head. Gradually, I was a little confused. He fell to the side suddenly, and hit his head on a stone. The heart-rending pain of that moment made me wake up all of a sudden.

I held back the tears that came out of the pain, and I didn't know why I had to endure it when there was no one around, but I just held back the tears.

Rubbing where I had been knocked on, I looked at the sky, where there was not much light left. For a while, I was a little stunned.

How could I have thought last night that I would be like this today? From the beginning of the morning to now, I am exhausted. Overworked, I now completely feel what a real overdraft is, an overdraft from the heart to the body. There is no physical strength to move, and there is no desire to move, not even the desire to think.

forcibly squeezed a little physical strength, clutched the saber in his hand, held a backpack, and covered his body with a coat. I just curled up under the tree and fell asleep.

Just as I was asleep, the bushes behind me suddenly flashed a little green light, and the light flashed, and the shadows there in the moonlight looked eerie.

And I, deep asleep. Ignorant of everything that is going on in the outside world. At the time, it seemed to me that this place was just a place to pass on the way home, an ordinary hill.

One, a mountain of wild wolves without wild wolves.

I was asleep when I suddenly felt a biting cold. When I opened my eyes hard, I found myself soaked in the rain. Enduring the chill that penetrated deep into my bones, carrying my backpack and turning on my flashlight, I wanted to find a dry place to live.

Midnight in early winter, biting cold winds, and icy rain. I was alone, pushing the cart and walking on the muddy mountain road, I couldn't find any way to keep warm, my body was frozen and stiff, and I couldn't even break free from my shackled body. Only that trace of faith is supported, as if I am aimless, stepping on this road that does not know where the end is, walking and walking.

I don't know how long it took, I seemed to see a glimmer of light, dragging my heavy body, I moved over, saw this wooden house, I don't know what the last thought in my heart was, I vaguely remember that I seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then I didn't know anything.

The warmth around me made me feel better, and after I was glad that life was precious, it was accompanied by the cold from the inside out and a headache that seemed to explode. I gritted my teeth and insisted on the double torture of body and soul, and when I opened my eyes, I used up all my strength.

Well? So big? Hairy? What is it? Just as I was unreasonably thinking about something inconsequential, the furry thing raised its head.

As soon as it turned its head and saw me, it opened its bloody mouth and stuck out its bright red tongue. My brain couldn't make any judgment in the face of such a situation, and my stiff body didn't have the reflex to avoid it. I just watched it。。。。。

Lick?

That's right, it licked over and over my face. That's when I realized that it was a hunting dog. It lay beside me and warmed me with its own body, so that I was not unintentionally obliterated by the sudden winter rain.

"Kuroko, come here." A deep baritone voice came from my left hand. I wanted to get up and look at the person who had saved my life, but I didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Just as I was lying on the floor in a daze, the baritone owner walked up to me. What he was holding in his hand was not a quilt, not dry clothes, or ginger soup to ward off the cold. I would never have imagined that he was not holding anything that would be beneficial to me now.

Pitch-black steel pipes, wooden handles. There was an even more gloomy aura in this cold night, and it was a shotgun. A shotgun that could kill me.