Chapter 330: Heavenly Sound

That night, Ron rarely slept on the soft bed, wrapped in clean sheets and quilts, warm and comfortable, and Gavin had already fallen asleep on the carpet beside the bed.

The air at the foot of the snow-capped mountains is fresh, cold, and dry, very different from the air in the forest.

Ron was going to climb the mountain tomorrow, and he had such a good chance to rest today, so he should have a good night's sleep to replenish his strength, but he was lying on the bed tossing and turning, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the news of the crash he saw on the TV came to mind.

He sighed, and Gavin opened his eyes to see that nothing was wrong, and went back to sleep.

The time when he fought side by side with the nuns in the Romanian forest seems like yesterday, and today he received the bad news that the nuns were in a plane crash, and he happened to be at the foot of Mount Aare, is this God's guidance to inform the monastery on the mountain?

Ron always felt that the crash was not just an accident, and he couldn't tell why, but it was his intuition, his instinct in the forest, which he had formed with danger.

Of course, he also had a faint hope that Catherine and the others did not die and survived the crash, but this probability was so low that it was absolutely impossible unless there was a miracle.

He could not guess the twists and turns of the parting in Romania when he had heard that they were going to South Asia, and now that they were in a plane crash in East Asia, but in any case, he had one more reason to find a monastery tomorrow.

He just thought about it like this, and finally the fatigue of his body overcame everything and he fell asleep.

The next morning.

He woke up to the smell of breakfast, and the sound of sawsaws echoing outside the window.

Mr. and Mrs. Sergei not only prepared a hearty breakfast for him and Gavin, but also prepared a large package of food for him to take with him when he climbed the mountain.

For the hospitality of the couple, he had nothing to repay, but could only thank him vigorously and remember it in his heart.

After breakfast, he took Gavin on his back and said goodbye, and Sergei went out to see him off.

Sergei held a cigarette in his mouth, handed him the cigarette case, and asked him if he smoked.

Ron doesn't smoke because the smell of smoke will expose him to his prey when he hunts.

"If I were twenty years younger......" Sergey spat out a string of smoke rings.

Ron replied, "I know, you'll definitely go up the mountain with me." ”

Sergey laughed and coughed with laughter.

Yes, going up to the snowy mountains to find angels is such a romantic thing for men!

"Please stay. Ron said, "The border is ahead."

Sergei nodded, "When you come down the mountain, come and sit again, I want to hear about your search for the angel." ”

Ron's heart warmed, knowing that Sergei was showing concern in this way, because Mount Aare is difficult to climb and very dangerous, especially since he is not a professional mountaineer.

"Definitely. Ron raised his hand and touched the brim of his hat in acknowledgment, and continued walking forward with Gavin.

Sergei smoked a cigarette and watched Ron go farther and farther, he didn't tell his wife that Ron was here to climb the mountain, because his wife was a local, and the locals have always forbade anyone to climb Mount Arararat, and he opened up to Ron because ...... He's only half a local, after all.

Turkey did not open the border between the two countries, and Ron chose to cross the border on a very rugged and difficult route to avoid border guards.

The long trek began, and as the terrain gradually rose, he and Gavin walked through the woods, around a series of mountain lakes formed by melting snow, and sometimes through the barren Gobi plateau.

When he was thirsty, he boiled snow water on the gas stove he brought with him and drank it, and when he was hungry, he found a sheltered place to eat the food provided by Sergei and his wife, and in the evening he set up a tent and went to sleep.

After a day of walking, the mountain became steeper and steeper, and even more unfortunately, the weather began to deteriorate.

Summer has begun in the plains, spring is in full swing in the highlands, and the cold wind is howling and snowflakes are blowing on the mountains.

Ron wears relatively thin clothes, although the leather jacket can protect against the wind, but it is not good at the cold, fortunately, he has more experience in surviving in the wild, and he has a few handfuls of hay to fill the interlayer of his clothes, using the air layer stretched by the hay to slow down the loss of heat.

Gavin followed him without saying a word.

He leaned against a boulder and looked up at the top of the mountain.

In the wind and snow, the top of the mountain seemed to be out of reach, and he didn't even set foot above the snow line for a day.

Where exactly is the monastery?

Ron actually knew that he had little hope of making this trip, even if the monastery was indeed in a secret location on Mount Aare, it was a mountain after all, it could be located on the eastern, western, southern, or northern slopes of the mountain, and the chances of him finding the right direction were only a quarter of a dozen at most.

But if he didn't try, he wouldn't be able to go back and face his companion's wife and daughter.

"Gavin. He squatted down and stroked the top of his dog's head, and pointed to the way he came, "You go back, it's not good to go any further, you go back the way you came, go to Sergey's house, and wait for me to come down the mountain." ”

After a few years of getting along day and night, Gavin should be able to understand what he meant, and looked back along his arm.

"Go, go!" he jerked.

Gavin did not move, in a rare attempt to refuse his order.

"Disobedient, bad dog!" he scolded.

Gavin whimpered, but still didn't move.

"Okay, you're not leaving, are you?" he gave the order to squat, and Gavin squatted obediently.

He walked on, and after a while he looked back and Gavin was following him.

“......”

Gavin was so human that he even guessed his mind and knew that he was going to venture up the mountain alone, so he had to follow him anyway.

Gavin...... My friend. ”

He crouched down and rubbed his arms around its neck for a long time, and it rubbed its head against him hard.

"Yes, it's just the two of us, even if we die, let's die together. He patted it, no longer wanting to drive it away, and continued to walk in the direction of the top of the mountain despite the wind and snow.

It's getting dark, and it's very close to the snow line now.

He set up a tent to spend the night, so that Gavin also hid in the tent, and there was no need to be on duty outside, there were no land beasts in such a place, and there could be no gangsters.

The wind outside was as tight as a gust of wind, the wind blew through the tent, the temperature had already dropped below freezing, and the tent was as cold as an ice cellar.

He fed Gavin, he couldn't swallow the frozen food, ate some chocolate, and then got into his sleeping bag without taking off his clothes, Gavin lay on his stomach, snuggling up to each other to keep warm, but Ron was still cold.

The situation is very dangerous, if he still can't find the hermitage tomorrow morning, he can only go down the mountain, he can risk death to go up the mountain, but he is not here to seek death, even if it is a rotten life, he can't just throw it here, not to mention that if he dies, Gavin probably will not go down the mountain alone.

But first, I'll have to get through tonight, and it looks like it's going to be a tough night.

In the middle of the night, the temperature was lower, Ron's head hurt, maybe he had a cold, and he started talking nonsense in a daze, and in such a high altitude area, a cold would kill people.

Gavin, perceiving his master's abnormality, barked anxiously, and the barking of dogs mingled in the wind and snow, drifting miserably through the mountains.

It emerged from its tent and tried to call for help, but there could be no other climbers on Mount Aare, where idlers were forbidden to climb.

At that moment, it saw a flash of white light in the snowstorm not far away.

It galloped wildly, rushing towards the white light.

Several figures appeared in front of them, flashlights and emergency lights, as if they were looking for someone.

"Oh! it's a wolf!" a young female voice screamed.

"What kind of wolf? You have lived in the mountains for so long, and you have seen a wolf, obviously a dog!" said another female voice, "Puppy puppy, you went up the mountain with the people, take us to your master." ”

Gavin saw that the figures were all wearing thick cotton robes, and from the sound they should all be young women.

In this kind of weather, the women who can appear in the mountains are certainly not ordinary people.

Gavin couldn't take care of that much, and turned around and led them back to the tent.

Ron was dazed, his eyes closed, and he felt as if it was light up outside.

Is it dawning?

He struggled to open his eyes and saw several bright beams of light flickering.

By the light, he could vaguely see several figures crouching beside him, looking down at him.

"He seems to have a fever. ”

"It's okay, let me do it. ”

A warm, soft hand rested on his forehead.

Something, like a gentle stream of heat, passed from the palm of his hand to his forehead, and swept through his whole body like a breeze.

A miracle happened, his head that was about to crack slowly stopped hurting, and his body was still very weak, but it was not uncomfortable.

"Here, drink some of this. ”

His head was held up, something was handed to his mouth, and a pungent liquid flowed down his throat.

It's wine.

The wine flowed into his stomach, his body warmed up, and although it was only temporary, he still somewhat regained his spirits, and what he saw in front of him was no longer visible.

"You ...... Who is it? Is it an angel?"

He saw that they were all young, and they were dressed in cotton robes that resembled Catherine's nun clothes, and each of them had a serene and peaceful look on their faces.

"No, we are not angels. One of them smiled and said, "Mountaineer, don't go any further, the mountain is not a place where ordinary people should come, wait for tomorrow when it dawns, let's go down...... Take your dog with you. ”

Her voice......

Ron had never heard such a beautiful voice in his life, gentle and clear, like a clear spring jumping between the rock walls, like spring rain moistening the earth, just hearing this sound, his body seemed to become light as nothing, and floated towards heaven.

He turned his head to look at the source of the voice, which was a young girl than Catherine looked at her, beautiful in appearance and dusty in temperament, like an angel sketched by the top artists.

The only fly in the ointment is......

When he saw the girl's eyes, he was startled, and he was immediately reminded of the vampires in the Romanian forest, because her eyes were grayish-white, as if they were covered with a layer of lime.

"Did it scare you? I'm sorry, I was born blind. She smiled apologetically.

What? she...... She's blind?

Obviously they didn't know each other, and when Ron heard that she was blind, he felt great regret and heartache, like witnessing a crack in a perfect work of art.

It's a pity, she is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen, why is God so unfair, giving her a perfect appearance and a heavenly voice, but taking away the light in her eyes?

"Put this bottle of wine here, don't sleep anymore, it's not far from dawn, go down the mountain as soon as it dawns, the mountain is not where you should be. She shook the flask and placed it in his hand.

One after another, they came out of the tent.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" said Ron, struggling to sit up, despite his initial recovery, "Catherine, do you know Catherine?"

They were stunned, and one of them asked, "Which Catherine are you talking about?"

Catherine ...... Seraph, Catherine, how many more?" he gasped.

They looked at each other and re-entered the tent, and the blind nun asked, "Do you know Catherine?"

"I ...... I knew, I had seen her in the Romanian forest, I had seen her fight with the vampires, I had seen her four fellow nuns, I was there at the time, and I also knew that they had gone to South Asia later......"

Ron was relieved, no matter what, at least this trip up the mountain was not in vain.

The blind nun frowned and asked, "You know Catherine, so you came up the mountain to find her?"

Apparently, they misunderstood and thought that he had fallen in love with Catherine at first sight, so they went up the mountain to find the lover of their dreams.

"No...... I'm not here for her, I'm here for you......" Ron unscrewed the cap and poured two more sips.

"Looking for us?"

The nuns exchanged glances with each other.

"Yes, I have sad news for you, and I hope you will be mentally prepared. Ron licked his tongue, "Catherine's flight with the five nuns crashed in East Asia a day ago. ”

"What!"

The nuns were shocked and covered their mouths in disbelief, "You mean really?"

"It's true. Ron empathized with their shock and nodded, "It's on the TV news, there are photos of their passports, I only found out about it after watching the TV news, so I'm going up the mountain to inform you......"

"What to do? Catherine, she ......"

"Woo woo ~ poor five sisters......"

"Shepherd, you must tell the shepherd about this!"

The nuns were in a mess, one by one, the six gods had no master, and Ron saw that Catherine's position among them was very important, so they panicked like this, and one or two nuns even cried, and their calm and quiet just now had flown out of the clouds.

"Calm down, sisters, I don't think Catherine will die like that. ”

The blind nun said.

Strange things happened, as soon as she spoke, the other nuns immediately became less flustered, and even Ron was like a spring breeze, and the depression that had been blocked in her heart since she saw the news the night before was swept away, and her heart was much more relaxed.

Her words seem to be incredibly persuasive, and the point is not in what she says, but in her voice itself.