"Bang dang...... ......Before he opened his eyes, he heard a knock in his ears, and the sound came from outside the house, but there was no one on the kang.

I got dressed and got off the kang and looked at the pot on the stove, there was only a little water in it. Looking at the toilet he used last night, Juma's face immediately turned red, and he quickly lifted it up and opened the door.

There was a burst of white light that made it impossible to look directly, and it took a few seconds to open it. The blizzard stopped, but the snowflakes were still falling, and the sky and the earth were white, and the trees in the distance were dyed white.

The door of the hut was even more excessive, with half a meter of snow thick, but someone had already shoveled out of the gap in the middle, and two rows of footprints were deeply imprinted on the snow and meandered to the left. There was a large tree stump, and a man wearing only a coat was chopping wood with an axe.

His whole body was steaming, and the snowflakes that fell immediately melted and turned into water, wetting his hair and shirt. Every time he raised his axe high and slashed down, he would exhale a long breath of air, thick and rich. This reminded Juma of the men in the village, who also chopped wood like this.

My mother once said that the easiest way to judge whether a man is strong or not is to look at his size or muscles, but to see them chopping wood.

The thicker, thicker, and farther the breath that comes out of chopping wood, the stronger the man becomes, not only on the flesh and bones, but also on the internal organs. If you want to get married, you have to marry such a man, so that you won't suddenly get sick and die one day.

Juma was trained to seduce men, but those were monks in the penance, and they could only be regarded as sparring partners, and they had never been treated as men at all for a long time. There are very few men who have really come into close contact, after all, she was only a ten-year-old girl when the zombie disease broke out, and she didn't have the heart to think about such a thing.

But now she felt that Bires was stronger than the men in the village, because he spewed out the most gas, as if it were a locomotive, and it snorted far away. And his chopping action is also very beautiful, the muscles in his back are not drums, but they have the shape of one by one, which keeps changing with the rise and fall of the axe.

"Is that a tattoo?" After staring at it for a long time, Juma gradually withdrew her gaze from the man's muscle lines and looked at the whole.

He has a tall stature with a slender build...... Hey, how can there be a face on the back? That's right, it's a face, and through the sweat and snow wet shirt, there is indeed a faint face.

“…… You are a little perverted woman, standing in the snow and peeking at the man in underwear, you are not afraid of freezing the wound! "I was desperately focusing, trying to see through the fabric to see what was really drawn on that face, when suddenly another face came into view, grinning and smiling.

"Phew...... Not serious! Juma blushed, especially when she realized that she was still holding the urinal, and quickly lowered her head and limped to the other side of the wooden house.

"Don't go far, get some clean snow and go back and boil the water!" Hong Tao looked at the little nun's flickering eyes, and suddenly remembered the touch on her lap last night, and couldn't help laughing.

No matter what time it is, even if the blood is about to run dry, as long as there is still a breath left, he is especially happy to see the embarrassment of others, which is really heartfelt happiness.

"Good morning than Heat...... Giggle...... "The little nun suddenly turned her head and shouted when she was about to reach the corner of the house, and then she swooped behind the wall and let out a crisp laugh.

"Whew...... It's immoral to seduce the elderly! Looking at the woman's childlike performance and listening to the laughter like silver bells, Hong Tao only felt full of vitality, especially in the central area.

But he has never been able to step through the hurdle in his heart, and he is always afraid that one day his identity will be discovered, and whoever is closest to him will eat melons together.

The breakfast was relatively rich, and Hong Tao opened the bag of individual rations, which was still the taste of curry chicken. He didn't eat much, though, just brewed a cup of coffee and continued to nibble on compressed biscuits and jerky.

"This is a sick meal, if you recover a little sooner, I will be happier than eating big fish and meat at once. Eat more, don't save, our food is a bit much, it's best to eat what you can't take away! ”

In the face of Juma's questioning, Hong Tao prevaricated back with facts and reasoning, and then began to wash clothes. He washed Juma's clothes and the close-fitting clothes he was wearing, hung a climbing rope and hung them in the house to bake.

"Wait for the snow to stop and set off, you can't be idle during this time, this is a crutch, after eating, go to get used to it, first walk around the house fifty laps, remember, only one leg is allowed, no force is allowed to hurt the leg!" After breakfast, Hong Tao picked up two trekking poles and announced in a serious tone that the sick holiday was over.

Although Juma was not quite used to the fact that the man who had been kind and gentle last night had suddenly become so harsh, he did not object. She is not a delicate woman, and physical fitness and military training are compulsory daily courses. Now, although my leg is injured, I still have no problem walking on crutches.

In addition, she can also understand the man's intention, not to deliberately torture himself, but to do adaptive training, so that the body can adapt to this cold climate as soon as possible, and the feeling of a long walk in the snow.

The heavy snow fell for another day and a half, and finally stopped on the third night. During this time, in addition to eating as much as possible and doing more outdoor hiking activities, the two of them also made a small sled and two pairs of snowboards out of branches and wires.

When it comes to how to trek long distances in the snow, Hong Tao is also an expert. Moreover, he is also an expert in soil, and he can achieve his goals without the slightest use of modern technology, relying only on materials readily available in the mountains and forests.

This technology is useless in the old world, and it is a hundred times better to buy a finished product than to make it. But at this time, it will be of great use, and one more craft is one more life.

The injury on Juma's leg recovered well, and when he changed the dressing the next night, Hong Tao carefully examined it, there was no redness, swelling, no fever, and no gray lines, so he should have passed the dangerous period.

"Poor Teacher Fang, did I hurt him?" When the two of them packed up and stood together in front of the sunny hut to prepare to leave, Juma mentioned Fang Wenlin again.

"He was dead from the moment he fled with you, and I reckon that in the grand nun's plan he will eventually be killed, and only you and the two children will escape. In this way, there is no proof of what you say. ”

"With the whole pursuit process and Camilla's identity as a cover, the rebels will have to treat you politely even if they have doubts. If I had the chance, I would like to meet your bishops and nuns, all of whom are characters! ”

Hong Tao is also very sad about Fang Wenlin's death, he is a good person, a pure and pure good person, and raised two unrelated children in an almost cannibalistic environment with meager strength, saving two lives.

This kind of care for human beings is incomparable to most people. I have saved others, but they are all based on being advantageous and profitable, and at least they must not infringe on their own interests. Compared with Fang Wenlin, his nobility does not lie in saving others, but in sacrificing himself.

Of course, he didn't envy Fang Wenlin's quality at all, and he didn't regret his choice. Since ancient times, good people don't live long, and their bad luck is often accompanied by bad luck when they sharpen their heads, but if they have more kindness, they will die without a place to be buried. Some people are born to be noble, and some people are not worthy of being noble.

But in order to express his respect for the noble, Hong Tao dug the soil pit, buried Fang Wenlin's body again, and then wasted a lot of strength to climb the steep slope next to it, even chiseled and pryed, and finally came down with a lot of stones, and built a Nima pile one person high for this teacher Fang, and carved the word good man on the stone slab.

There is no good way to deal with the carcass of the bear, so he can only shovel the snow and bury it first, and it is estimated that the next snow will freeze the porcelain, and it will not attract other animals to gnaw until the spring.

Speaking of which, this new zombie virus that can cause animal mutations really can't spread, although it can't stop the trend of transmission, it's a good thing to slow it down, it's better than nothing.

As for why this bear did not mutate when it was alive but had the ability to spread, and it only mutated after being killed, it is not something that Hong Tao can figure out. He was a Mongolian doctor at best, with little knowledge of the field of medical research.

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