Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Scythe looked at Mo Xiaonian several times.

She didn't seem to bring any luggage with her, and I didn't know where she got these things from.

"Can you still leave?"

After Mo Xiaonian took the fitness pills, she felt full of strength. Even after walking such a long distance, she didn't feel tired at all.

"I'm not tired. I always walk in your footsteps. This saves a lot of energy. You don't have to worry about me."

Sickle nodded, hung the water bag around his waist, ate the white flour bun in a few bites, and then continued walking forward.

At this moment, Scythe felt extremely happy. In this world of ice and snow, in the vast expanse of white, there were only him and Mo Xiaonian. This gave him an illusion that, at least at this moment, the two of them were relying on each other.

However, they were now finding it increasingly difficult to walk. This was due to the depletion of physical strength on the one hand, and the heavy wind and snow on the other hand, which brought enormous resistance to the sickles.

The snow has now reached her calves. Mo Xiaonian has never seen such heavy snow before. She can see the snow under her feet getting higher and higher.

The blizzard has torn off the label of romance and beauty and has become cruel and ruthless.

Fortunately, the flashlight in Mo Xiaonian's hand could point out a clear path for them in the vast expanse of white. They kept chasing Fu Cang's traces based on the marks he left on the tree trunks.

After finding another mark, Scythe's expression became excited.

"Mo Xiaonian, come and take a look. The traces here are fresh. It seems that Fu Cang just carved them not long ago. We should be able to find them soon!"

Mo Xiaonian took two deep breaths, drank another cup of hot water, then took out a handful of sugar, walked to the sickle and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Moon Goddess, please bless us and let us find Fu Cang quickly. Otherwise, I will really collapse. I feel that my physical strength has reached its limit. You must be very tired leading the way in front, right?"

The handful of sugar made Sickle feel so sweet to the heart that his face was frozen stiff, but he still managed a smile.

"I'm fine. I'm still strong. I feel very energetic now! Are you tired? If you're too tired..."

Scythe pulled his hand out of the fur tube, scratched his chin, and then said a little embarrassedly: "I can also carry you forward! But don't think too much, I don't have any other intentions, I'm just afraid that you will be too tired and want you to save some energy, otherwise the Great Elder and Fu Cang will peel off my skin!"

"Don't worry, I'm still strong enough. Let's go and find Fu Cang. We can't waste all the effort we've put in the whole night. Otherwise, I won't be able to go back to the tribe with shame."

Scythe nodded, put his hands back into his pockets, and continued walking in the direction indicated by the mark.

Mo Xiaonian estimated that the time was already past midnight, and she was actually very anxious. What she feared most was that Fu Cang had no experience in dealing with this kind of snowstorm, and couldn't find a warm place, and if he got hypothermia, that would be a serious matter.

After walking forward for a distance in fear, Mo Xiaonian discovered that there seemed to be a faint fire in the distance.

She excitedly grabbed Scythe's sleeve.

"Sickle, look, there is a fire ahead, it must be Fu Cang and the others! We finally found Fu Cang!"

Sickle looked far in the direction Mo Xiaonian said, but unfortunately, he did not see any fire at all, and it was pitch black ahead.

Scythe's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he turned around to look at Mo Xiaonian carefully.

"Um...Mo Xiaonian, do you know me?"

Mo Xiaonian slapped the sickle impatiently.

"What are you asking? I'm not stupid, how could I not even recognize you?"

Scythe still looked suspicious as he glanced at Mo Xiaonian's face.

Mo Xiaonian's face was covered too tightly, so he couldn't see any expression on her face. But even so, he could still hear excitement in Mo Xiaonian's tone, which seemed to even have a hint of madness.

Scythe looked back in the direction she was pointing.

It was indeed pitch black, there was no light of fire at all!

He was really scared now.

He shouldn't have agreed to let Mo Xiaonian come out. It was obvious that Mo Xiaonian was mentally ill.

If something really happened to Mo Xiaonian, his one hundred lives would not be enough to compensate for it. And without Mo Xiaonian, the loss of their entire tribe would be too great.

Mo Xiaonian also noticed the abnormality of the sickle and asked him with a frown.

"Didn't you see the fire?"

"Uh... maybe my eyesight isn't very good, I really didn't see any fire. But it doesn't matter, let's just keep going forward and go to the place you mentioned!"

Mo Xiaonian nodded and pointed the flashlight in that direction.

"Right here, full speed ahead!"

Mo Xiaonian believed that Fu Cang would definitely see the bright light of her flashlight, as long as those people did not fall asleep in the snow. If they really fell asleep, it would be a huge danger.

Mo Xiaonian went over the information about hypothermia in her mind, and without stopping, she followed the sickle and quickly reached the place where she had seen the fire before.

What surprised her was that when they got closer, the fire disappeared without a trace, and everything around them was pitch black.

Scythe swallowed silently.

"Mo Xiaonian, are you talking about this place? Or have we not reached it yet? In fact, it is indeed like this in the wild. It looks very close, but it is actually quite far away. How about we go a little further and try?"

"No, it's right here. Do you see that big snow pile behind? I just saw the fire in front of the snow pile, so it must be here! But how come the fire that was burning so brightly just now went out?"

Mo Xiaonian didn't believe it, so he squatted on the ground and started digging the snow with his hands.

Sickle hit himself twice in annoyance and just raised his hand, wanting to knock Mo Xiaonian unconscious and carry her back home. But before he even swung his hand down, he heard Mo Xiaonian's excited voice.

"There are traces of a fire. Scythe, look quickly. What I saw just now was not an illusion. There really was a fire burning here before, but it's extinguished now. A layer of snow has been scraped on it, so we didn't see it just now!"

Sickle squatted down and really saw the pile of ashes that Mo Xiaonian dug out.

The sickle suddenly felt relaxed.

Finally, I don’t have to hit Mo Xiaonian.

"Really! There are traces of a fire. Fu Cang and the others must have stayed here. Fu Cang! Fu Cang, where are you? Can you hear me?"

Mo Xiaonian also shouted: "Fu Cang! I'm here to save you, are you nearby? Fu Cang, I'm Xiaonian, please come out quickly, I'm cold, hungry, and very scared! Do you not want me anymore?"

There was a tone of crying in Mo Xiaonian's voice, and Scythe felt uncomfortable hearing it.

She is such a petite girl, and now she has done this for Fu Cang. How sad she must be!

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the snow pile not far away, which immediately attracted the attention of two people.