This is a prison of about twenty square meters, but it is not as gloomy, dark and damp as ordinary people. It seems to be a special prisoner who has a bed, a quilt, and an independent bathroom. If it is rated as a five-star, this room may be very difficult. If it is a three-star, it will definitely have its share.

Li Yongjun and the other four were brought in for some time. From their previous fear to calmness, to their silence, they began to curse themselves together again.

"Old Tie, I didn't expect that, really, you actually... Forget it, I, Lao Li, took a look away before, you are a damn man. After you go back, I must have a few drinks with you."

Han Donglin sneered: "Old Li, haven't woken up, go out? I'm afraid I won't think about going out in this life. This dog-like Guo Min's family is so sinister. I agreed to let us introduce advanced experience and promise not to settle accounts after autumn. mb, who knows that this bastard doesn't even wait for autumn, and will not recognize others if he turns against him."

Tie Yong said: "After all, it's our naivety, it's the bad-heartedness of these officials. At that time, I felt something was wrong. How to introduce advanced experience and ask all the members of the county revolutionary committee. Previously, I comforted myself to show my grandeur. Only then did I realize that this is the Guomin family who wants the entire revolutionary committee to testify. Now, although we resisted and did not sign, the words of the land to the household were said in front of all the members of the team. That's ironclad evidence, alas!"

Xiao Sun continued, "We'll fall into it, it's nothing. After all, Kashantun is the place where we have raised us. Although we have suffered, the villagers in the village have enjoyed their blessings after all. But the captain is so unjust. They came down from the capital and led us to get rich in the village. The book says how wholeheartedly Bethune is. But the captain is really wholeheartedly. He doesn't even want to build a building for him in the village. Tell me. Such a good person is still not good reward."

The four people in the room were complaining for Xue Xiang enthusiastically and angrily. However, our protagonist Xue Xiang was wandering in the wind and snow.

At this moment, it has been nearly four hours since Xue Xiang entered the mountain from Koushantun. The winter in the mountains, especially at night, is the most difficult. When the white-haired wind blows, all the beasts are hiding, and the grass witheres. The most terrifying thing is that the white-haired wind blows and heavy snow falls. If it weren't for the old hunter, entering the mountain at this time would probably have lost his life.

Although Xue Xiang was already familiar with Jinniu Mountain, he was only familiar with the path and geography. He was very familiar with the ability to survive in the wild, distinguish the time and geography. He was not just a trick of the old gunner like Old Deng. As soon as he entered the mountain, Xue Xiang was lost after walking for less than half an hour.

In theory, Xue Xiang is familiar with Jinniu Mountain as if he is like his own backyard, so how could he get lost? It turns out that this winter is no better than the other three seasons. There are many snowstorms. The road signs are usually extremely eye-catching. The special area is now all the same. Even the paths that the mountain people stepped on were covered without any trace. How can we still identify the road?

The north wind passing through the forest was whistling, shaking the snow on the branches from time to time, and falling down with snowflakes as big as goose feathers. Xue Xiang's entire face was almost stuffed into his coat, only his eyes were exposed, and his trousers and cuffs were already searching for the vines in the mountains, but he could still sense the heat in his body was losing rapidly.

Xue Xiang knew that he could not walk like a headless fly, the faster the heat would be lost. At this moment, his feet were wet. It was ice water mixed with sweat and snowflakes, and his face was frozen. He had to find a way to shelter the wind and keep warm.

Xue Xiang simply took off his shoes and socks, held them in his hand, and walked barefoot in the snow with his barefoot in the wind. At this moment, he was not looking for a way out, but searching for dry firewood. This method of distinguishing snow in the wind was heard from the story of Mr. Deng Si’s hunting, but it came in handy now.

Before walking a few steps, Xue Xiang found rotten poplar trees near a piece of silver needle pine. Xue Xiang knew whether to live or die tonight, so he might have landed on this pile of poplar trees. His feet were already red from cold. Xue Xiang dared not delay any longer. He raised his courage, kicked off a few branches, pulled the underwear on his body, found a place where he was leeing, spread out a piece of open space with his hand, wrapped the poplar trees in his shirt, took out a lighter, and slipped it, and a dark blue spark appeared. Xue Xiang looked like he was protecting a baby, protecting the small flame, and approached the shirt. Gradually, the flames quickly grew larger. Xue Xiang's palm, which was frozen, became conscious at this time.

Xue Xiangxiao was careful to protect the pile of firewood. After the flames stabilized, he did not dare to delay. He got up and kicked several rotten poplar trees, pulled out a pile of wool vines, and piled them all beside the fire to roast them.

Fire, blue fire, red fire, scorching fire, warm fire...

Xue Xiang never felt that fire was as important to him as today. He was greedy to enjoy the warmth given by the flames, and his hands and feet were eager to reach into the fire. His body gradually became warm, and the sky was full of wind and snow. Xue Xiang was not worried that the tiger skins would chase the mountain late at night, so he shrank his body into a ball and thought about his own way out.

Xue Xiang could think of what crime Guo Min's family would have given him when he escaped, and could also guess how to write the newspaper in Chengtian County tomorrow. It was probably in the afternoon that the domestic newspapers would receive news to crazily denounce him as a treasonist, a traitor. Even if Xue Xiang knew that there would be such consequences, he still had to escape.

If you don’t escape, you will die without a doubt! If you escape, you will have a glimmer of hope!

Xue Xiang carefully studied the history of the party and knew that the two forces and thoughts at this moment were colliding violently, and he happened to have a land division at this time, and he was first promoted nationwide as a positive example. Now that the news has become a scandal, it cannot be blocked by any means, which undoubtedly provides a big explosion point for the other side.

"The explosion point is the explosion point. If you use it well, it may not be impossible to become a strategic missile!"

Xue Xiang thought to himself that since he had escaped, he could not wander aimlessly. Returning to Beijing and going to the provincial capital was not a good idea. Not to mention that he had expected that the stations and docks would be full of spies at this time, and the provincial capital and the capital might not be the place to live. Maybe there would be a good net waiting there. For the sake of the present, he might just go straight to Chengtian County and make a fuss: the most dangerous place is the safest.

Xue Xiang made up his mind and was about to lie down with his clothes when a ball of white shadow suddenly rushed towards him. Xue Xiang waved his hand and wanted to block it. The white shadow jumped onto his blocking arm and stood still.

"noob!"

What is the little white tiger standing on his arm? It turns out that when the little guy went to Lingnan, the little white tiger just returned to the mountain and didn't follow him. After a while, Xue Xiang slowly forgot about this little thing. Clinker, when they met again in the vast wind and snow, Xue Xiang was really happy.

Xiaobai's figure still looks the same as when he first met her, with smooth fur as satin, bright tiger eyes, elegant figure, four claws as bright as jade, and his head was raised on Xue Xiang's arm, which was quite like a king of the snow mountain.

Xue Xiang held the little white tiger and recruited it. He remembered that it had been apart for several months. Why was this little white tiger still as big as when he first met? Not to mention his length, his weight did not increase at all.

Xue Xiang thought to himself that it was strange, and stroked the back of the little white tiger. Suddenly, the little white tiger roared at him twice, jumped off his arm and turned around. Although Xue Xiang was curious, he did not stop it and buried his head in his head. After sleeping for a while, he suddenly felt something soft in his mind. Xue Xiang didn't need to open his eyes, and knew that the little white tiger was back.

Xue Xiang reached out and lifted the little white tiger off his head. When he opened his eyes, he saw three or four dead pheasants on the ground. When he went to see the little white tiger, there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and he knew it was its masterpiece.

On the storm of wind and snow, Xue Xiang set out from home on the afternoon of the eighth day of the lunar month. It is already late at night. No, it should be the early morning of the 10th day of the lunar month. I have been running around for thirty or forty hours and almost didn't eat much. At this moment, my stomach was already bulging. If I had entered the mountain in the past, Xue Xiang would not have been hungry with his ability, but now it is heavy snow and the north wind is like a knife. It is late at night, so Xue Xiangkong has ten costs, and he can't get 10% of it.

Seeing these four pheasants, Xue Xiang did not hesitate anymore, pulled off the chicken feathers, peeled off the chicken belly with his hands, hollowed out the internal organs, and put them on the fire after piercing the branches. After a while, the chicken body was roasted to a crispy yellow. The seductive meat fragrance immediately floated over. Xue Xiang was so hungry that he didn't bother to roast until it was 10 years old. He picked up two roast chickens, handed them to the little white tiger, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Although there was no seasoning, Xue Xiang had the most delicious meal in his life. After eating a roast chicken, Xiao Baihu jumped into Xue Xiang's arms and fell asleep. The remaining three roast chickens were stuffed into the Wudian Temple by Xue Xiang in one go.

After dinner, Xue Xiang added all the chicken feathers beside him and the dried firewood that had been roasted and lost in moisture into the fire. This was his last time, because the watch on his wrist showed that it was already five-thirty in the morning.

Xue Xiangyi fell asleep again at the tree root. After a long time, she woke up by the cold. It turned out that the fire around her had been extinguished for a long time. Xue Xiang raised her hand to look at her watch. It was nearly eight o'clock. The wind and snow of last night had stopped. Although the sky had not released the rising sun, it was clear. This time, unlike last night, Xue Xiang's body, strength, was restored to the old age, grabbed a handful of snow, wiped his face, and immediately became energetic.

"Xiaobai, are you going to the city with me or staying in Jinniu Mountain?" Xue Xiang touched Xiaobai's back on his shoulders and started discussing with the little tiger.

In fact, when Xue Xiang knew that he had parted here, he would probably never have the chance to go back to Kaoshantun. The upcoming game was defeated, and he died without a burial place and won. Those people probably wouldn't let him go down and make trouble. They were afraid that they would stay in school and bid farewell to Kaoshantun in the end.

Although the little white tiger is smart, he is still standing on Xue Xiang's shoulders, holding his head up to see him.

"Okay, I'd better take you into the city. At that time, I'll find an opportunity to find you a place to manage food, accommodation and child brides. You guys are going to catch it..."

Xue Xiangchang let out a long roar, grabbed the little white tiger, stuffed it into his arms, and ran in the snow.
Chapter completed!