"Ah!" With Ma Lian 'er's shriek, Yang Ling finished the story of the Wronged Ghost. Ma Lian 'er felt a sense of accomplishment. She was so frightened that she was like a little quail. She had finally saved some face for " A Chinese Oath to the West ".
Yang Ling smiled in satisfaction as he looked at the clean entrance of the cave. Even though there was no sunlight, the cold air carried a hint of morning.
Ma Lian 'er was still shivering in her robe. Perhaps it was because she was cold, or perhaps it was because she was scared. Yang Ling patted her shoulder in amusement and said,"" It's dawn. We made it through."
"Is it dawn?" Ma Lian 'er poked her head out of his arms and greedily looked at the bright light at the entrance of the cave. It's good that it's dawn. I'm not afraid of it anymore. I know quite a lot of stories about this damn scholar, but ghosts and demons are too refreshing.
Yang Ling laughed inwardly. After lecturing for the entire night on the improved version of " The Resentful Ghost Record,"" The Cherry Blossom Spirit," and " The 17th Male Dormitory Block," even Yang Ling himself felt a little creeped out.
Noticing the smile on his lips, Ma Lian 'er rolled her eyes at him and said,"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
Yang Ling was stunned. Her attitude was not quite right. Perhaps it was because she had been lying in his arms for too long, one side of her face was red, and her hair was messy, adding to her alluring charm. She looked like a wife who had just woken up. Her coquettish expression was very moving.
Yang Ling quickly turned his head around and moved his numb limbs, slowly crawling out of the snow nest. The dark night was like a fisherman's net, slowly closing. The sky was silver-gray, and the sun had not yet risen, but the horizon was already a little white.
It was so cold, so cold, and there was no sunlight at all. To a hungry person, it was like going to hell. As far as the eye could see, it was a vast expanse of whiteness. There was no sunlight in the snow-covered mountain forest, and it was impossible to tell where they were.
Ma Lian 'er also came out of the snow nest. She looked around and said happily," Fortunately, it's not cloudy. Even though the sun hasn't risen yet, we can still see north, south, east, and west. Follow me. As long as we get out of the forest, there's hope for us to return."
It was impossible for the two of them to stay in the forest for another night. They had to leave as soon as possible while they still had the strength. After a night of exhaustion, their physical strength was not as good as before. The two of them could only support each other and slowly walk along a frozen stream. Ma Lian 'er walked side by side with him, looking like a pair of companions who were treading the snow in search of plum blossoms.
The original appearance of the stream could no longer be seen. The thick snow on it looked like a winding road in the forest. Only the occasional icicles on the shore reminded people that this was once a happy and galloping stream. A gentle breeze blew, causing the snow on the trees to pour into people's necks. Occasionally, there was the sound of birds flying over the trees.
After walking for more than an hour, the two of them left the dense forest and came to a snowy slope with sparse trees. Looking up, he saw that it stretched from the west to the northeast. The mountains that were not too high were scattered and undulating. Other than the greyish-black tree trunks, the mountains were covered in a silver world.
The first ray of sunlight shot out, bringing warmth to the two of them. The two of them were about to continue walking forward when a squirrel skipped past them, leaving a line of shallow footprints on the boundless snow. It dragged its furry tail into a snow cave.
Ma Lian 'er was overjoyed. She quickly shook off Yang Ling's hand and ran over excitedly. She lay on the snow and looked at it for a while, then ignored the cold and used her hands to pick it up. Yang Ling smiled bitterly as he followed, saying helplessly,""Young miss, you're still catching squirrels at a time like this?”
Ma Lian 'er lay there like a puppy, digging through the snow. She panted and said," Big idiot, quickly help me dig. There must be food in the squirrel hole. A squirrel hole can produce several catties of food. If we dig it out, even if we can't get out today, we won't starve to death."
Yang Ling slapped his forehead and threw down the stick in his hand to help dig. The two of them first cleared the snow and broke the stick three times before they finally dug out the frozen soil. The squirrel had already escaped from another cave entrance. Its cave was very deep. Yang Ling reached his hand in, and his face was covered in mud. He then took out hazelnuts, chestnuts, hawthorns, and many other dried fruits as he wished.
The two of them excitedly knelt on the snow and checked their spoils of war. Yang Ling picked up two chestnuts and wiped them on his clothes before handing one to Ma Lian. The two of them greedily gnawed at the skin of the chestnuts, crunching the frozen chestnuts.
Yang Ling smiled as he looked at Ma Lian 'er, chewing on the sweetness in his mouth. Just as he was about to praise her, he suddenly saw Ma Lian's expression change drastically, turning snow-white. Yang Ling followed her frightened gaze and looked behind him, his heart sinking. Wolves! The four wolves were bigger and stronger than the one he saw yesterday.
The four wolves walked briskly towards the two of them. Yang Ling suddenly stood up, and the four wolves formed a triangle with one in front and three behind, approaching them step by step. Their white fangs and savage gazes were terrifying.
Ma Lian 'er trembled as she got up. She looked at the approaching wolves in despair and suddenly shouted,"Yang Ling!"
Yang Ling's body was pulled away by a strong force, and he was met with Ma Lian's flushed face and her pair of eyes that seemed to contain some unknown emotion. She pounced over and hugged Yang Ling tightly, her voice trembling.""Yang Ling, hug me!" She hugged Yang Ling as she trembled, her breathing rapid as she searched for his lips.
The four wolves paused for a moment because of the strange behavior of these two creatures. The head wolf let out a threatening low howl, and then its pace gradually increased. 150 feet, 100 feet, 50 feet. It entered the prelude to the hunt. Its strong and powerful hind legs retracted, and it was about to rise into the air.
At this moment, a sharp arrow flew out of nowhere and pierced through the wolf's abdomen. The force of the arrow was very strong. The arrowhead came out and pierced into the snow. The alpha wolf let out a long and miserable howl. Its limbs trembled as it fell to the snow. Blood quickly dyed the area red.
Because of this miserable howl, Yang Ling and his companion turned their heads around and saw that the three wild wolves had stopped in their tracks because the head wolf had been shot by an arrow. They roared as they looked around for the source of the threat, and their bodies quickly turned around. The three wolves turned around and were about to escape.
At this moment, another three sharp arrows shot out from the forest and accurately shot the three wolves to the ground. The smallest wolf was sent flying by the arrows. Its body leaped into the air and fell to the ground with a thud, not breathing.
Yang Ling and Ma Lian 'er were both surprised and delighted. They raised their heads and looked around for their savior. The hillside was covered in white, and the sunlight dazzled his eyes. Yang Ling narrowed his eyes, and he quickly noticed a few figures appearing under a few white birch trees by the side of the slope, walking toward the two of them.
There were a total of four people. In front of them was a burly man in his early forties. He was wearing a ragged animal skin, carrying a hunting bow and holding an iron fork.
The oldest of the three people behind him was in his early twenties. He carried a bow and carried three or four golden pheasants with long feathers that were trembling in the wind. The youngest was a little guy with a bright red face. Although he was dirty, he was as strong as a stone block.
He was only 12 or 13 years old, wearing a tattered sheepskin coat, carrying a bow on his back, and holding an injured deer on a rope in his hand. His short legs stumbled through the knee-thick snow, and he occasionally turned back and used the stick in his hand to knock the deer's buttocks that refused to walk.
The handsome young man in his early twenties looked at Yang Ling and the other man in a friendly manner. He called for another young man who was slightly younger than him and had only a few hairs on his lips to clean up the wolf carcasses. He pulled out an arrow from the wolf carcasses, rubbed the blood on the wolf skin, and put it back into his quiver. He knocked the wolf that was still breathing heavily, then took out a rope and tied the legs of the four wolves together.
The middle-aged man walked up to Yang Ling and the other man, sizing them up. The man had a face full of mud, but he had the aura of a scholar. The woman's clothes were messy, but her clothes were exquisite, and her facial features did not look like those of a mountain man. He asked suspiciously,""Who are you? Why did he come to the wild forest of the Five Fences Ridge?”
Yang Ling saw that the man had a full beard. Although he was rough and uncultured, his straight nose and square mouth still had a righteous look on his face, and he was slightly relieved. However, he was still cautious in this desolate mountain, and he did not dare to tell the truth to this burly man who was as strong as an elephant mountain.
He cupped his hands and said,"We, brother and sister, went to Jiming Posthouse to visit our relatives. On the way, we encountered soldiers and the Tartars at war, so we fled here. Thank you for saving our lives, Uncle."
"Hehe, brother and sister? "Big brother, I saw you guys kissing just now," the tiger-headed little guy said as he stomped on the snow. He had put on Thousand Waves leggings and tied two pieces of animal skin on them. His originally not short figure became short and chubby, making him very cute.
Yang Ling and Ma Lian 'er's faces turned red, and the middle-aged man berated," Don't spout nonsense. Go and help your brother tie up the prey."
The little guy stuck out his tongue and said indignantly, Originally, they were kissing. I saw it, Eldest Brother saw it, Second Brother saw it, and Father also saw it."
The burly man kicked the grumbling little fellow's butt and scolded with a smile,"Little brat, you talk too much. When we go back, I'll punish you by not allowing you to eat!”Then, he turned his head to look at the two of them. A hint of sharp vigilance flashed across his eyes as he said,"My surname is Han, and I'm a hunter in the mountains. Who are the two of you?”
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