If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 886 They Come (44)

"Look for any hidden compartments or hidden attics in this house. Some old hunters like to hide things very much." Vika said with an ugly expression.

"Probably not anymore." The huntress didn't bother to talk to the siblings at this time, and whispered, "The old man mentioned it when he was chatting with me before, and he said that there is enough food in this room He and I barely ate for three days, and these foods should be all the food in the house."

Two people eating for three days and eight people eating for three days are completely different concepts. These two or three frozen fish and a few slices of bread are not qualified to stuff eight mouths.

"It's only three days, and it should be enough to save some food, right?" Adam hesitated, looking at the two and a half frozen crucian carp and bread on the table, "It's only three days, I shouldn't starve to death? At most, I feel dizzy, I'm traveling Sometimes I’m often hungry.”

"Don't think about it, the food is definitely not enough for eight people in three days." The huntress shook her head, then turned to look at the old hunter lying flat on the kang in the corner of the room and the little girl curled up in the corner, "What's more, we still have Patient, you still have to think about how we will go across the snow to the town to ask for help in three days, but it is still two hours away from the town, and the snow on the road after the blizzard can make it difficult for people to walk."

"Don't forget, firewood is also a problem. There is not much firewood in the house. During the surgery, it burned a lot to ensure the brightness, and the heat preservation of the kang also consumed a lot." The more the huntress spoke, her voice became softer, and her expression became pale. Good-looking, "Once the temperature drops, the faster the body temperature passes, the faster the body's calorie consumption will be."

And the most important thing that the huntress has not mentioned is that the KGB lieutenant colonel said that this blizzard will last for a long time, and the three days is just a few of them without any basis for speculation. No one can guarantee this. How long will the blizzard last.

"Don't be so pessimistic, maybe the blizzard will stop tomorrow?" Seeing that the atmosphere was getting heavier, Adam couldn't help coughing twice and said with a dry smile, showing the inherent entertainment spirit of Americans, "Things like blizzards are God's stomach troubles." Well, it's hard to see a three-day fight, how can there be a fight going on forever."

The half-baked Russian joke didn't make people laugh out loud, but his words got to the core, that is, no one knows how long the blizzard will last. According to facts, no one can be sure about astronomical phenomena except the weather forecast in Moscow.

Everyone looked at the lieutenant colonel, hoping to get an expression of uncertainty and hesitation from the other person's face, but unfortunately they were soon disappointed, because they found out in horror that the lieutenant colonel actually started to fiddle with a few things on the table. Frozen fish and bread seemed to be trying to scientifically distribute the amount of each meal for eight people.

Facts have proved that the atmosphere can really be contagious, but the behavior of the KGB lieutenant colonel really made everyone start to worry, and the two half-frozen fish on the table became eye-catching, as if the table What was served was not frozen crucian carp, but their frozen corpses in the deserted wooden house a few days later, and the half-cut fish was the half-gnawed corpse of whoever couldn't hold back first?

Will the meat cut from the carcass be rolled into meat rolls like frozen crucian carp?

No one knows, and no one wants to know.

Just when the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, a weak cough sounded. It was an immature and weak voice, which made people feel pity.

Everyone in the wooden house followed the sound and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the kang. In the arms of the little girl covered in leather jackets, the little boy who had been unconscious was coughing continuously, and his coughing interrupted everyone's sleep. train of thought.

"He's awake?" the huntress exclaimed.

"I actually regained consciousness." The KGB lieutenant colonel was stunned for a moment. The little boy who had been sentenced to death by him miraculously woke up. He immediately walked to the kang, only to find that the little girl in a leather jacket was sitting on the kang tightly. He hugged the little boy tightly from behind, as if he was afraid of waking up and ran away suddenly.

"Relax." The lieutenant colonel reassured in a calm tone, "He needs food and water, otherwise he may pass out again, and he may not be able to wake up next time."

It seemed that what the lieutenant colonel said had worked, the little girl gradually relaxed the strength in her hands, the breathing of the boy in her arms became much easier, the cough became clear and bright, and the lieutenant colonel saw clearly for the first time The boy's eyes.

Those were a pair of bright golden pupils, making it impossible to tell for a moment whether the fire was burning in his eyes, or his eyes had ignited the fire.

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"Excuse me, why don't I have this memory?" Lin Nian said suddenly.

"At what age do you think you can remember?" the blond girl asked.

"I" Lin Nian opened his mouth, then suddenly closed it, falling into a long silence.

He tried to recall the first moment of memory, which is impossible for other people, but for him it should be just a short search and meditation process with his eyes closed, but this time he and normal people There is no way to do the same - this is not normal for an individual like Lin Nian.

"Memory is very fragile." The blond girl's eyes revealed a sorrow that Lin Nian could not understand. "People regard the life built up of a lot of memories as their personality, but the memory itself is just Memory, it is a fragile thing that can be forgotten, induced to be tampered with, and even messed up by its own mistakes. Don't trust your memory too much, Lin Nian."

"You said that the reason I have a photographic memory is because of you."

"So when you decide not to believe in past memories in the future, you can trust me." The blonde girl looked at him from afar, "You can forget many things, but I will always faithfully record everything for you, if you If you want to find your real life, I can be the life you want to find."

"Lin Nian, you probably have also discovered that in this story of memories, everyone has a similar position."

"The relationship between the hunter and the prey." The blonde girl said, "Everyone in this wooden house is a hunter and a prey for each other, without exception, and whenever the sleeping prey wakes up, it means that the hunter who hunted him is approaching." gone."

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"The child's eyes are so beautiful." The robber sister couldn't help expressing emotion. Even the wicked woman who clamored to take other people's lives showed her maternal side at this moment, but the female hunter only responded with disgust. frown.

"Is this his natural eye color? Why do I feel that his eyes are glowing?" The American approached to take a look, but was stared back at by the lieutenant colonel, who immediately raised his hand and stood there in embarrassment.

His identity as an American is still too sensitive in front of the KGB.

"Hungry." This was the first word the little boy uttered after waking up. It was very weak and breathless, but it clearly expressed his needs.

The little girl immediately looked up to the KGB lieutenant colonel in front of her, the man who had promised her to take her to safety after the snowstorm.

"Cut some fish rolls and prepare them to soak in warm water. He needs food and water." The lieutenant colonel immediately turned his head to give orders.

The two frozen crucian carp had to shrink before it was decided how to cut and distribute, but no one complained, because the boy in the little girl's arms was really distressing, and the skinny appearance and dying appearance made people worry .

The little boy in the girl's arms silently glanced at the layout of the whole house and the chaotic figures, and then rested with his eyes slightly lowered. He was so tired that he couldn't say anything and did everything. no.

"You're awake." The little girl said softly.

The little boy nodded slightly, and then shrank a little into the girl's arms, so the girl closed her hands to give him more warmth, her forehead lightly rested on the top of his head, and her eyes were full of sadness that others could not understand.

"I heard them, they are coming, get ready." Inaudible, the little girl heard the low and inaudible whisper of the little boy in her arms, like a dream, and also like a prophecy.

The robber Vika held the shotgun and looked at the slices of bread on the table. His mind was still lingering on the previous discussion and the dull atmosphere at the table.

The snowstorm outside the window has been falling, and the intensity is also the biggest snowstorm he has ever seen. The whole wooden house seems to be crumbling.Will a snowstorm of this magnitude really stop the next morning?How long will it take to stop if it keeps going?The blizzard really didn't stop until the third day, what should they do when they ran out of ammunition and food?

He looked at his younger sister Dusha, who was still idly rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the house, and felt a little annoyed for no reason. He really shouldn't have listened to his sister's instigation and came to the suburbs to find this old bachelor's house. How could there be a ruble sent back from Moscow by his son and who would have known that the great motherland had even been disintegrated a few days ago, could a ruble still be a ruble in the future?Will the ruble not be able to buy anything after the disintegration of the country?

He was anxious while holding the shotgun, but his face became more and more serious. He turned his head and saw a few slices of bread on the table, and when he was hesitating whether to hide one secretly, he suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body for no reason. up!

It was a sense of fear, a sense of fear from biological instinct, like a thorn in the back, like sitting on pins and needles.

He turned his head subconsciously and found the source of this fear. It was the KGB lieutenant colonel at the table. At this time, the lieutenant colonel was holding a black Yakut dagger, and the blade cut into half of the frozen crucian carp. However, But his movements stopped completely, and the overcoat and military uniform bulged abnormally.

——Those are the tense muscles, forcibly blowing up the whole clothes, and the pores on the whole body seem to be overflowing with a dangerous breath, which reminds people of an enraged Siberian tiger through the visual inspection of its fur. Increase your own body size to make the enemy afraid, so they dare not approach!
For a moment, Vika thought that the lieutenant colonel was about to jump up and kill him, and almost wanted to raise his shotgun to defend himself, but he could only think about it, because his muscles were completely stiff, the lieutenant colonel just The momentum made him unable to move.

Yes, Siberian tigers do blow their fur when they are provoked into a fight, but the targets are usually beasts of the same size, such as large wild animals such as brown bears, and the reason for the blowing is also because they feel their own lives Being threatened, the expression of extreme inner tension.

In other words, the reason why this KGB lieutenant colonel named Andre is so stressed is that he feels a strong threat, and the threat comes from the dark snowstorm outside the window that he turned his head to stare at?

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The huntress who was boiling water by the stove suddenly heard a hissing sound, like the friction of a snake twisting on the snow, hissing, so trivial that it made the ears itchy.

She moved her body uncomfortably, and turned her head to look at the ground illuminated by the stove, but of course she found nothing. Even if there were snakes in this weather, they would fall into hibernation, and the temperature in the wooden house was not enough to wake them up.

She continued to look down at the kettle on the fire, but the hissing sound became more and more clear, and gradually she seemed to hear it clearly, it was not the sound of snakes crawling on the snow at all, it was someone talking, whispering , every utterance of the speech has a silky airy sound, and those whispers are put together and mixed together to become the hiss she heard.
"Who's talking?" she asked looking up.

No one answered him in the cabin, the stove was crackling, and the snowstorm was howling outside the window.

The robber sister, who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets and trying to find some more food, glanced at her angrily, but then scrupledly glanced in the direction of the lieutenant colonel and decided not to say anything.Adam was taking care of the little girl and the old Arian who was unconscious after the operation, but she looked over at the lieutenant colonel and the robber brother, and found that they were not preparing to eat, but were standing by the window and looking out.

"I think you should come and take a look." Vika by the window said stiffly, just like his current body, which was comparable to the stiffness of the frozen fish on the table. He turned his head to look at his sister and the huntress, with Filled with fear that the two of them couldn't understand?

The Huntress realizes that something bad is going on, but it's when she's standing by the window and they're both looking out.

"Fireflies?" These were the words she couldn't help saying when she first looked out of the window.

Outside the window was the snowstorm-swept coniferous forest, everything was pitch black, but in the current darkness, she actually saw countless golden light spots floating in the forest, erratic like fireflies and not easily blown out by the wind.

But soon, her doubtful cheeks turned pale instantly, and the muscles on her body froze inch by inch, because she finally realized what these firefly-like light spots were.

When people are walking in the jungle, if they see a firefly-like light by chance, they should not approach it, because it is very likely that it is not the firefly in your imagination, but the eyes of some animals.The eyes of some specific animals in nature are often fluorescent when they are active at night. For example, the eyes of cats emit green light, and the eyes of wolves emit yellow-green light.

The huntress peeped out from the window, in the reflection of her trembling pupils, in the dark forest covered by the blizzard, countless dark golden rays of light fluttered and lit up—these were pairs of pupils, each pair of rays of light Below are slender black shadows, they walk unaffected by the strong wind enough to roll up carts and horses, like devout saints on pilgrimage, and like pairs of bloodthirsty bats.

The hissing grew louder, and by now the Huntress knew who was speaking.

Yes, they were talking, the owner of the pupils was talking, and they surrounded the only wooden house that was lit in the dark with whispers.

(End of this chapter)