"Ah . . . !" with the screams of Ma Pianer, Yang Ling finished the "wrong ghost record", hey!There is a sense of accomplishment, the horse's swarve shrunk, like a small quail, finally for the "big words to travel west" to save a little face.

Yang Ling smiled with satisfaction and looked at the innocent hole, although there was no sunlight, but the cold had brought a hint of early morning breath.

Ma Pianer was still trembling in his robe, it may be frozen, or it may be scared, Yang Ling patted her shoulder with amused laughter and said, "It's morning, we've survived."

“The dawn?”The horse looked out of his arms and greedily looked at the clear light of his eyes.It's morning, it's not afraid of the dawn, this damn show story knows a lot, but the devil is too refreshing.

Yang Ling smiled in his heart and talked about a one-night improved version of "Horse", "Sakura Lishou", "17 boys' dormitories", to be honest, even he has some hair.

Noting a smile on his lips, Ma Pian looked at him with hatred and said, "You did it on purpose?"

Yang Ling Yi, her attitude is not right, perhaps lying in her arms for too long, her cheeks are red and red on one side, hair is scattered, adding a few moving charms, like a wife who has just got up, and her expression is very moving.

Yang Ling turned back, moved a numb limb, and slowly drilled out the snow nest.The night, like the net in the hands of the fisherman, is slowly perturbing, the sky is a piece of silver and gray, the sun has not yet come out, but the sky has been a little white.

It is cold and cold, there is no trace of sunlight, for hungry people, it feels like going to hell, looking at it, white do not know where, snow-covered mountains and forests without sunlight can not even distinguish the direction.

Ma Pianer also drilled out of the snow nest, looked around, happy to say: "Luckily not cloudy, although the sun did not come out, but also can see the southeast and northwest, follow me, as long as we drill out of the forest we have hope to go back."

The two could not have died in the mountains for another night, and they must leave as soon as possible while they still have the strength to leave.After a night of hardship, the physical strength is not as good as before, the two people have to support each other, deep and shallow feet along a frozen stream of snow slowly.He walked side by side with him, like a pair of mate of the snow.

The stream could not see its true face, and the thick snow covered it like a road winding in the mountains and forests, and only the occasional ice ridge on the shore reminded people that this had been a creek that was a jubilant stream.The breeze gusts, blowing snow from the trees into the neck, and occasionally the sound of birds flying in the trees.

After half an hour, the two came out of the forest and came to a snowy slope with sparse trees.Looking up, stretching from the west to the northeast, the mountains that are not too high are falling and falling, except that the trunk is gray and black, the mountains are full of wild white and a silver world.

The first ray of sunlight came out, bringing a hint of warmth to the two of them.The two were about to move on, and a squirrel bouncing through the eyes of the two men, stepping on a line of shallow footprints in the endless snow, dragging a large hairy tail into a snow hole.

Ma Pianer was very happy, hurriedly flung away Yang Ling's hand, jumped over, knelt down in the snow for a while, and then took it up with his hand regardless of the cold.Yang Ling smiled bitterly and said helplessly, “Miss, at this time you still catch the squirrel to play?”

Ma Pianer lay there like a puppy slicing snow, whimpering and said with a gasp: "Big fool, help me dig, there must be food in the squirrel hole, a squirrel hole can produce a few pounds of grain, dig it out, even if today can't go out, we will not starve to death."

Yang Ling a pat on the head, dropped the stick in his hand to help dig up, two people first removed the snow, the stick folded three times, before the frozen earth pcratered open, the squirrel fled from another hole, its cavern is very deep, Yang Ling probe into the hand, the cheek rubs all the soil, in order to get out of the haze, so as to get out of the haze, yam and so on.

The two men sat on their knees excitedly in the snow and checked the loot.Yang Ling picked up two sories, wiped them on the latch, handed them to Ma Pianer, and the two ate the peel greedily and chewed the frozen porridge.

Yang Ling smiled at Ma Pianer, chewing on the sweetness of a mouthful, was trying to praise her a few words, suddenly saw Ma Pian's face change, become snow white, Yang Ling followed her frightened eyes to look behind her, a heart suddenly sank.The Wolf!The whole four wolves were bigger and more powerful than the one they had seen yesterday.

Four wolves took a brisk step, step by step to the two people, Yang Lingho stood up, four wolves a first three after, lined up in a triangle step closer, the white tussles, the fierce eyes, chilling.

Ma Pian also trembling and climbed up, desperately looking at the approaching wolf, suddenly shouted: "Yang Ling!"

Yang Ling was turned around by a force, facing the red face of the horse, and the eyes that did not know what emotions were contained.She swooped over, hugged Yang Ling tightly, and trembling said, “Yang Ling, hold me!”She tremblingly hugged Yang Ling, breathing quickly to find his lips.

The four wolves paused a little because of the strange behavior of these two creatures, the wolf let out a low howl of the threat, and then the pace gradually accelerated, fifteen feet, ten feet, five feet, into the prelude to the hunt, its strong hind legs shrink, has to vacate.

At this time, a bow and a bow, a sharp arrow did not know where to fly out, and poked through the belly of the head wolf.The arrow's strength was very large, the arrow claused out, pierced into the snow, the head wolf let out a long howl, two limbs quivered in the snow, the blood quickly stained red.

Because of this howl, Yang Ling two people turned their heads and looked around, only to see the three wolves stalled because of the head of the wolf's arrow, roaring around to look for the threat of coming, the body quickly turned around, the three wolves turned around to escape.

At this time, three arrows came out of the forest, and the three wolves were shot one by one, the smallest wolf was rolled out by the arrow, and the body was thrown into the air, and then fell to the ground without breathing.

Yang Ling and Ma Pian were surprised and happy, looking for a rescuer.The hillside was white, the first rising sun was dangling with two eyes, Yang Ling squinted, and soon found a few figures under several birches on the slope, step by step to two people.

A total of four people, a burly figure in front of the head, dressed in gray and straight-faced man, about 40 years old, wearing a tattered animal skin, carrying a long bow of hunting, holding a hard fork in his hand.

The largest of the three men in their early twenties, carrying a bow, carrying three or four long feathers in the wind hunting trembling chickens, the youngest is a tiger-headed tiger-headed little guy, a red-flapping round face, although dirty, but strong like a stone pier.

He was only twelve or three years old, wearing a broken sheepskin robe, carrying a bow, holding a wounded little deer with a rope in his hand, and walking hard in the snow thickened over his knees with small legs, and from time to time turning back with the stick in his hand to knock on the ass of the deer who refused to walk.

The young man in his early 20s, who looked at Yang Ling, looked at the two men with a good look, and greeted another young man who was smaller than him and only had a faint hair on his lips to collect the wolf's body, pulled the arrow from the wolf's body, rubbed the blood on the wolf's skin, and inserted the quiver back, and knocked a hard note on the wolf's broken wolf, and then pulled out the rope.

The middle-aged man went to the two people in front of Yang Ling, looked up and down at the two people, only to see the two men rubbed a face of mud, temperament is like a reader, the woman's clothes are in the mud, but the exquisite clothes, eyebrows are not like the mountain people, he asked suspiciously: "Who are you?"How did you get to the wild forest of the five-gated ridge?”

Yang Ling saw that his face was full of beard, although he was rough, his nose was also straight and straight, and he put his heart down a little, but he still had a little eye on the deserted mountains, and he did not dare to tell the truth to this strong mountain-like man.

He said: "We... our brothers and sisters are going to visit the family, the road meets the soldiers and the Tatars in the war, this escape fled here, thank the uncle for saving his life."

“ShhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhThis big brother, I just saw you kisses," the little tiger-headed little guy did not know when to chase, stamped over the snow and said.He hit a thousand waves of leggings, and tied two pieces of animal skins on top of him, which was not a short figure to make a short pier, very cute.

Yang Ling and Ma Pian's face was red, and the middle-aged man shouted, "Don't talk nonsense, go and help your brother tie up the prey."

The little guy spat out his tongue and said disapply, “Well, they kissed, I saw, my brother saw it, my second brother saw it, and my father saw it.”

The big man kicked his foot on the ass of the moaning little guy and laughed and scolded, “Little rabbit, you talk a lot, go back and punish you for not eating!”Then he turned his head to look at the two people, and his eyes flashed a sharp and cold alert, and said, "My name is Han, is the hunter in the mountains, what are the two?"