I don't know what Jiang Nan's situation is now, but as the train moves farther and farther away, listening to the sound of steam pulling from time to time, Wu Qi's heart must have been much calmer before, he found that he had become indifferent to his feelings, and he didn't have the panic he had before because he was worried about Jiang Nan, and even if he knew that Jiang Nan couldn't hold on at this time, he would only feel a little guilty Sorry for his eldest brother, there was no other thought, and his heart seemed to be lost, and he could never get it back.

The indifference and silence all the way were seen by the gradually rising earth, from the flat terrain to the rising hills now, Wu Qi's mentality has never changed, and the outside world is as cold as the atmosphere around him, it doesn't matter if he doesn't care.

In fact, the road is not too far and has not crossed the province, but because the speed of the train at that time was not high, but this is also the fastest in the country, after a day from bright to dark, finally arrived at Antu, Wu Qi got off at this station.

When he left, he should have been a big bag and a small roll, but when he came back, he didn't even have the clothes on his body, and the things were basically stunned in Lao Wu's hotel, and the only thing he took away should be his soldier card, and he couldn't go back to the barracks without this thing.

Looking at the sky, this time period should be just in time for the meal, which is the busiest time for restaurants in the county. got off the train and looked at the platform that was still a little unfamiliar in front of him, Wu Qi sighed and raised his feet to walk to the county, eat something first and then hurried back, he had an idea on the train, but he had to follow the steps and couldn't be in a hurry, first he had to go back to the army to find squad leader Dong, he seemed to be sandwiched between Li Huan and Chen Yumiao, and he could know something that Wu Qi wanted to know.

But when Wu Qi arrived in the county seat, he remembered that he had no money on him, and this unfamiliar person couldn't take credit with anyone. After thinking about it for a while, Wu Qi planned to go back to the army, so he started to go directly to Nanling.

After the sun set, the already cold temperature began to plummet, and the previous snow was not too big, and when Wu Qi walked into the mountain, the snow began to grow, and the snowflakes were really called goose feather snow, just like the size of the bowl of snowflakes falling from the sky. After a while, a thick layer accumulated on Wu Qi's shoulders and on the top of his head. The biting cold wind had blown through his cotton clothes, but Wu Qi gritted his teeth and persisted, it was not that his perseverance was stronger than before, but the anger in his eyes supported him, and the psychological and physical pain of salvation and revenge had been ignored, but he was always just a mortal, and the mortal body was still so small and pathetic in the cold wind roaring of nature.

The breath that supported him was finally punctured by the cold wind, and Wu Qi's legs stiffened and he knelt directly on the ground, with a thick layer of frost condensed on his eyes. The exposed face and hands were numb and painful, as if they had been swept open by the cold wind. At this time, Wu Qi couldn't stand it, he shouted loudly in the face of the heavy snow, and the things that he had been holding in his heart before were also released, and then Wu Qi felt that he was much lighter, almost like those snowflakes to let the wind blow, and he didn't care where he took it.

But suddenly there was a dull pain in the chest. He didn't dare to gasp for breath anymore, and then he remembered. Although the bullet shot by the stuffy melon was blocked by the sandbag vest, the power hit his body firmly, as if the organs in his body were damaged, and the pain made her particularly weak, and she fell into the snow with black eyes, and fell into the snow at the last moment before falling unconscious. He thought that it was actually good to die like this, at least he didn't have to worry about so many things, just like Lao Wu said who he loved.

The right half of the body is hot and seems to be lying next to some fire, and the warmth makes people very calm and comfortable, if there is a place to shelter from the wind and snow in this kind of winter, you can still have a fire. That's beautiful.

Although his body was warm, the feeling of discomfort in his whole body still made Wu Qi frown, and after he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his throat was so dry that he could smoke, but then he reacted that something was wrong, and he directly opened his eyes and sat up, revealing a vigilant gaze and looking around.

He was in a low adobe house, and the roof was still plugged with hay around the roof, apparently to block the leakage. There was only a small stove still burning in the dim room, and there was a lot of firewood scattered on the ground around it, all of which were some dead branches and other things, because there were no windows, so he couldn't see the scene outside, but smelling the cold in the air, Wu Qi knew that it must still be night at this time, and he was brought in from the outside.

was looking everywhere, and suddenly the small door was pulled open from the outside, and in an instant, the cold wind and snowflakes blew in from the outside, making Wu Qi, who was originally warm all over, have goosebumps all over his body. He raised his hand to block the wind blowing in front of him, and the other hand reached into his clothes, wanting to touch the dagger, because he was not sure who the person who was coming, and he was not so easy to trust others.

But his hand reached into his clothes but he couldn't touch the dagger, and the pocket where the dagger was originally inserted was actually empty, and he was stunned because the dagger was gone, and suddenly he heard a familiar voice.

"What is Xiao Qi looking for?"

Wu Qi was stunned for a moment when he heard this voice, and then gasped, he put down his hand in disbelief, and saw a familiar figure slowly walking to the stove, squatting down and picking up the dead branches on the ground, breaking them and stuffing them into the hearth, and when the person turned his face, Wu Qi shouted in surprise: "Li, Li!" He looked at Li Huan and couldn't speak.

"Why did you come back?" Li Huan stretched out his hand to the stove, roasted the fire and spoke slowly.

Wu Qi nervously wanted to get up from the low ground-breaking kang, but the numbness and lack of consciousness under his body made him unable to get up, so he had to exhale some white breath and say to Li Huan: "I, I'm here to save you, Brother Li Liu Yan wants to kill you, he almost killed me!" ”

Li Huan laughed a few times after hearing this, then turned his face to face Wu Qi, and said with a light smile: "I'm not using you, I really wanted you to join me at the beginning, but unfortunately I'm afraid it won't work now, Xiao Qi, you shouldn't come, go back, go to your eldest brother and leave the Northeast quickly, the farther you go, the better." ”

Wu Qi was a little incomprehensible, he looked around and then put his eyes on Li Huan's body, frowned and asked him, "Brother Li, I don't understand what you mean?" You're doing well now, so it's all over, right? And the stuffy melon has killed a lot of people, and I have to go find him! ”

"You've changed Xiaoqi." Li Huan stood up and walked to the door, raised his hand to hold on to the door and continued: "Your heart has changed, I don't even know what has changed, what have you encountered these days?" ”

Wu Qi slowly lowered his head and said softly: "I saw things that I shouldn't see, I believed in them before, I didn't believe them after I became a soldier, and I believe in them now, I see how I died in the future, but not now, so I'm not afraid, I'm still far from death." ”

"Do you believe what you see?" Li Huan still had his back to Wu Qi, but suddenly asked him this.

"I forced myself to believe it, so I came back alive." Wu Qi's gaze became indifferent, and he was a little similar to Li Huan.

Li Huan turned around and showed his trademark smile again, and said to Wu Qi with a cracked smile: "Tell you a secret, I have met you before, and I believe in it too." After speaking, he pushed open the door and let the cold air in, Wu Qi felt that he was leaving, so he hurriedly greeted: "Brother Li!" Don't leave! Where is this? Where should I go? ”

"Since you're here, let's settle the aftermath for me."

This is a sentence that was still echoing in Wu Qi's mind before he woke up in the snow. Wu Qi pulled his face out of the snow fiercely, panting heavily, he felt that he was almost suffocated, the low Wu Qi's warm stove and Li Huan just now seemed to be just a dream he had when he was unconscious, a very real but strange dream.

After waking up, Wu Qi was already covered by snow, and finally struggled out of the snowdrift, the whole body was frozen, and his fingers were red and purple and unconscious, but the snow was still falling, and the mountains were silvery white at night, but it was very dark in the distance and he couldn't see things clearly, and the cold could kill Wu Qi at any time.

Maybe it was luck or Wu Qi really wouldn't die so early, he looked around tremblingly, wondering which way he should go, and suddenly found that there was a bright light in the mountains and forests in the distance, which seemed to be the kind of fire that came out of the crack in the door. That little light was definitely a way out for Wu Qi, he gritted his teeth and gasped for breath and ran up the hillside towards the house, falling to the ground several times on the way, but immediately got up again, and finally used the last trace of strength, he ran to a mountain hut, ran to the door panel and pounced directly on it, banged loudly, and then sat down slowly against the door, and didn't even have the strength to raise his hand and knock on the door.

This warmth has always been very good in the Northeast, although the house is not very comfortable, but at least it is very warm. Wu Qi was covered with a futon and a bowl of hot porridge in his hand, he was in a hurry, he had not eaten for almost a day, and he had eaten a lot of things when he was tired and hungry before he could recover his strength. After finishing eating and putting down the bowl, he quickly shrunk himself into the futon that warmed his breath, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably, his fingers seemed to be pricked by countless fine needles, and the feeling of discomfort that was getting stronger and stronger made Wu Qi snort.

The family in the mountains is from the Xian family, only two people who are quite old, Wu Qi can't understand what they say between them, but they are surprisingly kind, not only let Wu Qi enter the house to avoid the cold, but also quickly heat the kang and let him hide in the quilt to keep warm, and cook some stick noodle porridge for Wu Qi to drink, which almost saved his life. (To be continued......)