Just as everyone was silent due to a false alarm, the sound of an engine came from the snow in the distance, and an old man riding a snowmobile with a shotgun on his back came out of the woods. Several dogs immediately left Song Wenbin behind, and Fei also seemed to run towards the snowmobile.

The old man's snowmobile was hung with a couple of squirrels and a rabbit. The middle-aged man riding on a snowmobile passed by Song Wenbin, who was kneeling on the snow, and looked at him in surprise. But he didn't say much, and continued to drive away with his dog on his motorcycle.

But Song Wenbin was agitated, hurriedly stood up, and shouted loudly: "Wait a minute! ”

Sutina also reacted and translated for Song Wenbin: "Let's do it!! ”

The old hunter on the snowmobile stopped, he sorted out the shotgun behind his back, and looked at Song Wenbin who caught up in confusion.

Song Wenbin held his legs, ran to the motorcycle panting, and said, "Excuse me, can I ask you for a favor?" ”

Sutina helped translate.

The old hunter glanced Song Wenbin up and down, lit a cigarette unhurriedly, and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing here?" ”

"I'm a driver in charge of delivering to China, and these guys who carry cameras are boring guys who make documentaries. Now we have to send some supplies for the winter to Yakutsk, a thousand kilometers away. But because I haven't walked here, I'm lost. We hope you can do us a favor and take us to Yakutsk. ”

The old hunter listened to Song Wenbin's explanation quietly, spit out the smoke ring, shook his head, and said: "I'm already very old, friend, it's a very adventurous time to go to the ice city at this time, and the cold of that place is unbearable even for me, so I'm sorry." ”

"We won't let you drive, you can sit in my car, it's warm. And, if it happens, we'll pay you. Many, many wages. Song Wen said reluctantly.

For some reason, the wrinkles on this old man's face and sunken eye sockets reminded him of the great Russian writers hanging on the walls of junior high school, which was very reliable at first glance.

But Leo Tolstoy still shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with money, I want to live a few more years." ”

Song Wenbin thought of something, and hurriedly asked the old hunter to wait, and then he hurriedly ran to his truck, and after a while, he took two bottles of Red Star Erguotou and a few Harbin red sausages from the truck.

He handed the old hunter the two pot heads and red sausages, and said, "This is a little gift, please be sure to accept it, we really want to get help." And these supplies are also very important, if you can't help us, please recommend someone who can help us, we can pay and that person will also appear on our show. ”

The old man picked up the second pot head and red sausage and sniffed, stared at Song Wenbin for a while, and then looked at the photographer on the side.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded, accepted the gift, and said, "I am indeed too old to pass the test of such a long adventure, but in the small town of Oyinkut, a hundred kilometers away, there is a very powerful hunter, she knows the terrain of the Sakha Republic well, if she leads the way, you will definitely be able to reach your destination safely." ”

Song Wenbin and his companion glanced at each other and smiled.

Soon, the old hunter boarded the motorcycle and took Song Wenbin's truck to Oyinkut.

After negotiating with the old hunter, it was already getting late. The hundred-kilometre road was not so easy either, and by the time they had spent six hours all the way through frozen forests and fields to their destination, it was already midnight. The ribbon in the sky generally shimmers with green aurora from time to time, which is beautiful.

The old hunter didn't get off the motorcycle all the way, and several of his dogs also ran after him all the way without stopping, which made Song Wenbin full of admiration for these polar creatures.

The snowmobile stopped in the woods, the old hunter knocked on the door of the liberation truck, and the three of them got out of the car. The cold air on his face made Song Wenbin's eyes almost unable to open.

In the cold night of minus forty or fifty degrees, he felt that all the clothes on his body had become decorations, he was so cold that he almost fell to the ground without taking two steps, but fortunately, Sutina and Huo Yu quickly helped him up. The two girls are no better now, and their hands mixed with Song Wenbin are also trembling.

The old hunter walked into the silent forest with three men and a team of photographers, and in the freezing snow stood a wooden hut, and before anyone could get close, the sound of dogs barking frantically could be heard in front of the hut.

The old hunter whistled a few times and called out the names of the dogs, and the barking of the dogs subsided a little. But it's just a little bit, and there are still several dogs barking at Song Wenbin and the photographer of the program team.

The old hunter knocked at the door, shouting something incessantly.

Soon, the door opened.

It was a girl with an oil lamp.

She stood in the doorway with an oil lamp in one hand, a shotgun in the other, and a short brown coat.

The old hunter and the girl stood at the door and said something, and the girl looked at Song Wenbin and Sutina behind her.

Song Wenbin was very worried, it seemed that they broke in while others were sleeping, and hoped that the other party would not be too angry because of this.

Soon, the old hunter beckoned to Song Wenbin and the three behind him.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and helped each other on the snow to the edge of the hut.

"This is my niece, a very famous young hunter in Siberia. If you can convince her, she can bring you safely to Yakutsk. The old hunter said briefly.

After saying that, he simply carried the gun on his back and walked to the outside of the forest, looking like he was planning to rush home again in the starry night.

Without time to care about the cool old man, Song Wenbin looked at the huntress with a gun guarding the door and swallowed his saliva.

This is a woman of his age, who, although located in Siberia, does not have much Mongol blood, but on the contrary, her face has the characteristic coldness of the Caucasus. Thin lips, deep countenance, and ginger hair.

She is very tall, almost as tall as Song Wenbin, if she sees her on the catwalk, Song Wenbin will not feel any surprise, but the shotgun and the ancient oil lamp in her hand are a little depressing.

"Please... Excuse me... Can we go in for a bit...? ”

Sutina stammered as she saw a fire in the room. I don't want to freeze anymore.

The photographer behind him also slowly surrounded him.

The woman was indifferent.

She held a gun and pointed and said a few words.

Sutina hurriedly translated, "Don't let those people get close, you have three minutes to convince me." ”

Song Wenbin's mouth was already numb, he was already afraid of cold, but now that he came to the cold night in Siberia at minus 40 degrees, his body almost lost most of its functions. Even my brain is numb.

Huo Yu saw that Song Wenbin was so cold that he couldn't stand up and say: "I hope to hire a local to take us to Yakutsk, your uncle recommended you to me, we hope you can take us over, uh, paid." ”

Sutina translated.

But after hearing this, the cold woman shook her head indifferently and said, "I've been very busy lately, winter is the season to hunt sables, I don't have time to take you there, you better go find someone else." ”

Huo Yu was anxious when he heard this, so he let the explanation come to his senses, but he was unwilling to explain. What's the trouble, is it easy to run at night on a day of minus 50 degrees?

"We can pay, lots and lots of money!" She said quickly.

"Where are you from?"

"We are Chinese." Sutina replied.

The grim woman raised her eyebrows and said, "If the sable hadn't come to winter, I wouldn't have come to hunt." If the reindeer are pregnant, I won't hunt them. However, some greedy people kill sables before they have full hair, and some hunters even set traps so madly after spring that the prey in the traps is pregnant mothers, and that's what I hate the most. ”

After Sutina finished translating, Huo Yu was confused.

She didn't understand what the woman was talking about at all, she just thought that this guy didn't think he had much money, so she said, "We are willing to pay more than hunting, and you will definitely not lose money on this trip." ”

But the grim guy took a step closer and stared at Huo Yu with big blue eyes. Huo Yu didn't know what she was doing, so he also glared at her.

This is the first time Song Wenbin has seen Huo Yu meet an opponent, and the numbness of his brain has cleared up by three points.

"I'm not welcome to you, get out of here."

The woman said.

Bang!

The door to the hut was shut.

The dog outside the house instantly barked wildly.

Huo Yu, whose eyebrows and hair were frosted, was stunned, and then she got angry, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, we've been tricked!" Meet such an arrogant guy! ”

"You... You're simply... stupid..."

Song Wenbin couldn't help but scold: "Stupid... Huo Yu... If... This guy... Interested in wages and jobs, and how... Would stay in this kind of house in Siberia...."

"Huh??" Huo Yu was even more angry: "You're not stupid, why don't you try?" ”

Sutina said with a worried face, "Let's... Let's hurry back to the car, out here... It's too cold, and after a while, I'm just afraid... I'm afraid we'll freeze to death outside..."

Song Wenbin didn't talk nonsense, "Try... Just try..."

He pushed the two girls away, walked up tremblingly, and began to knock on the door.

Knocked for a while, no response.

Song Wen reluctantly knocked for a while.

The door opened, but there was a black hole in front of it.

The woman who had just closed the door this time directly held a shotgun and pointed at Song Wenbin and the others.