Return of the Swallow

Chapter 291: Deep Mountain (1)

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It's really a no-brainer way!

With this piece of land warmed by underground hot springs, there is no need to worry about not being able to cover up your footprints!

Qin Yining ran up the road for a while on the snow, deliberately leaving a series of footprints in other directions, then stepped on a bush and jumped onto the black soil covered with pine needles, taking a few steps forward carefully.

There was a steady stream of white gas coming out of the ground, and the soles of the feet were a little warm. Qin Yining was afraid of leaving footprints, and there would be snow on the way further, so she simply tucked her cloak into her belt, and climbed a sturdy and tall pine tree neatly. It can be regarded as a sturdy branch to sit on.

With her movements, the tall tree crown swayed slightly, and snow rustled down, but it immediately melted as soon as it touched the ground.

Qin Yining dared to take a few deep breaths quietly.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps.

Qin Yining hurriedly held his breath and calmed down, his whole body stiffened into a piece of wood, he didn't dare to move at all, and regarded himself as a part of the big pine tree.

Two masked bandits walked not far away, one holding a steel knife and the other holding a wooden stick as thick as a wine cup.

After a while, Xu Shi was interrupted by the footprints, and the two returned. After searching for a while on the land covered by the warm spring, no other footprints were found, and the two of them just wandered around to investigate.

The two looked at each other and both scolded their mother.

"How can a little girl run like this!" The person who spoke was a northern accent, obviously from Dazhou.

Another person said: "Master Hou told us to find the Qin family and kill them. I don't know if we are chasing someone with the surname Qin!"

"Whether it is or not, since she has caught up, she can't let her run away easily."

"I don't believe it can really disappear, continue to search, what tree hole is it hiding in?"

The two began to look for tree holes and natural caves and underground caves nearby.

As a result, they really found a snow cave not far away. There was a large puddle hidden under the snow. The puddle should be a warm underground spring, and the water had a faint smell. I don't know how deep it is, but I can only see the dense fog emerging, turning the surrounding white snow into smooth ice.

The two did not dare to move forward, for fear that the snow under their feet would loosen and accidentally fall into a puddle of unknown depth. This mountain is really full of dangers, and it is already deep in the mountains and forests, and even the hunters don’t come here to hunt.

So the two bypassed this dangerous area and searched nearby again.

Qin Yining didn't leave in a hurry, she still hid in the tree and waited for an hour to make sure that the two of them didn't want to go and return, and then she carefully slid down the tree.

She didn't dare to stay here any longer, so she deliberately ran to the depths of the uninhabited dense forest in the deep mountains, and broke off the branches of the shrubs with dead leaves hanging on it, paying attention to the traces she had passed along the way.

Just so cautiously ran into the mountains until the sky was dark, Qin Yining really couldn't run anymore.

She propped up a tree and panted heavily, and when she looked around, the scenery around her was the same, and the only thing she could tell was whether she was "uphill" or "downhill".

The cold wind in the northern night is biting, and once it stops, it starts to get cold. The cold Qin Yining shivered as the wind blew his sweat-soaked back.

She looked around, dragged her tired body and chose a leeward slope at the base of a big tree.

It is in a semi-concave state, with a "canopy" with abrupt roots on the top of the head, and two large rocks on the side, which can barely block some cold winds, and there is no snow on the ground.

Qin Yining went to look for firewood, hay and pine needles, shaking his hands to find a fire stick from his arms, first igniting the hay and pine needles, and then choosing a dry tree stand to build a small bonfire for himself behind the big rocks.

Qin Yining's body was very tired after recovering from a serious illness, and he couldn't help coughing.

But she knew that she could only take a short rest, because if she didn't take any measures and guarded a bonfire that could burn out at any time, she would freeze to death here.

Qin Yining hugged his knees, wrapped himself tightly in the cloak and baked for a while, feeling that his hands and feet were flexible, so he went to look for firewood, pine needles and dry grass. Then I went to find some bushes, and I wasted a lot of power to remove many branches from the top.

Qin Yining couldn't help but smile.

She is not as good as going up the mountain now than when she was eight years old. At least she still had some handy tools in her hand at that time, and she would not only rely on a pair of fleshy palms to do anything.

Fortunately, she has experience in dealing with these.

Qin Yining was busy for an hour, and used the branches of the bush to weave an arc-shaped shed for herself, which could allow her to get in and sit on her knees alone, the size of a fire.

She dragged the shed to the slightly warm ground behind the big rock where it was burned by the bonfire, took off the sweat towel, took off a robe, wrapped the snow with these two things, and baked it on the fire.

The snow melted and wet the gown and sweat towel. Qin Yining hurriedly put these blankets on top of the simple shed she made, just to cover the shed.

Qin Yining didn't dare to delay, and immediately went to Yunxuelai, and while the gown and sweat towel were still wet, he sprinkled a layer of snow on it.

When the snow meets the wet cloth, it immediately sticks tightly and is frozen into ice by the low temperature.

Qin Yining spent half an hour firmly covering the shed made of branches with snow. Sprinkle a layer of snow, then pull out some hot branches from the bonfire and put them on it. When the snow meets the hot branches, it melts into water, and the water turns into ice, slowly forming a very solid little snow shed.

Qin Yining rubbed his hands that were so red that he was about to lose consciousness. He covered his mouth and coughed a few times. Thinking that it was getting late, it was impossible to hunt in the mountains with bare hands. When he died, he didn't do what he thought, and picked up a lot of dry wood and pine needles nearby, added pine needles to the bonfire outside the hole, and lit a bonfire in the shed.

Finally, Qin Yining took off his padded jacket and hung it upright at the hole, the size was just right.

Wrapping himself tightly with the cloak, and wrapping the cotton skirt around his feet, Qin Yining faced the bonfire, tucked his knees against the branches and napped peacefully.

Although the wind would still get in through the gap, and there would be smoke from a fire in the shed, but the smoke just emanated from the gap.

Qin Yining just slept through the night while wrapped in a cloak. As her hands and feet gradually warmed up, she also felt that even if she was hungry, it would not be so difficult.

The night in the mountains is full of dangers, and wolf howls can be vaguely heard in the distance.

Qin Yining didn't dare to relax, but she wouldn't treat herself badly. She had a good night. When she woke up the next morning, her bones were sore from sitting and sleeping, but the rest was fine.

Qin Yining began to analyze whether he should go down the mountain now or continue to hide in the deep mountain.