Because he was too excited, Dong Qiangqiang fell when he jumped up the snow slope. He didn't bother to brush off the floating snow on his body and crawled to the door of the wooden house.
Although the wooden house has a door, it is very simple. There are only a few gaps between the wooden strips on the door panel. The air blows into the door, making it look like a tooth with leaking wind.
Dong Qiangqiang knocked on the door and shouted: "Lao Bai, are you in there?"
There was no response from the door, but Dong Qiangqiang could hear some kind of movement inside the door. He suddenly realized that maybe Lao Bai's hands and feet were tied and his mouth was gagged, unable to speak. He immediately pulled out the branch from the door bolt and threw it aside.
The door creaked open a crack as Dong Qiangqiang opened it. Before Dong Qiangqiang used a torch to illuminate what was inside the door, he felt a fishy smell coming towards his face.
Before he could take a closer look at the furnishings in the house, he saw a black shadow lying alone on the concrete floor.
He was suddenly startled. He quickly stepped back and stretched out the torch in his hand. Only then did he realize that the black shadow was not a person or animal, but a dark mark.
He boldly took two steps closer, and by the light of the fire, he discovered that there were many wooden frames scattered in the wooden house. There was also a window on the wall facing the door, but the window glass was gone, and the window frame was blown by the wind from time to time. It has to jingle.
Under the firelight, he could clearly see a dark red mass on the ground that seemed to have solidified. He found a branch and gently scratched it. It felt sticky, as if it were blood. Moreover, it had not completely solidified in such a low temperature environment, indicating that the blood did not stay on the ground for long.
He noticed a bunch of blood drops next to a large mass of blood, leading straight out of the window.
He walked quickly to the window and saw the blood trail heading deeper into the forest, but for some reason, there were no obvious footprints next to the blood trail.
Dong Qiangqiang could guess that Lao Bai must have escaped through the window. But what he couldn't figure out was that if Lao Chen and others locked Lao Bai in the house, why would they choose a wooden house with windows instead of one without windows? Why did Lao Bai's escape leave only blood stains but no footprints? If it wasn't Lao Bai who was bleeding, then who was it?
One question led to more questions. Dong Qiangqiang couldn't think of an answer, so he simply followed the blood stains and went directly into the forest.
Not long after, he saw the third wooden house. Like the first two wooden houses, there is also a thick branch stuck at the door bolt.
Dong Qiangqiang first went around to the back and took a look. There were no windows in the wooden house, and then he went to open the door.
The only difference between this wooden house and the previous two wooden houses is the direction of the door. The first two doors are under the moonlight, while this door is backlit. The moment the door opened, Dong Qiangqiang subconsciously put the torch into the door. The flames that were burning brightly suddenly started to sway for some reason. Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly protected the flames with his hands, and at the same time subconsciously glanced inside the room, but he couldn't see anything in the dark inside. Unclear.
When the flames finally stabilized, Dong Qiangqiang raised the torch high for the second time and was about to take a closer look when a pair of eyes with yellow light suddenly lit up in the corner of the room.
Dong Qiangqiang was familiar with the ferocious eyes of wild boars because he often hunted wild boars. Although he couldn't see clearly what animal those eyes belonged to, he could immediately feel the murderous intent in the other person's eyes.
That is the excited and excited look in the beast's eyes when he sees the food.
He immediately retreated and used his left hand to close the door, but he was holding the torch with his left hand, so although his movements were coherent, they were not fast. He had just put his hand on the door panel and was about to exert force, but as soon as he said it, those eyes like ghosts came to him in the blink of an eye. Dong Qiangqiang didn't have time to close the door completely, so he could only instinctively dodge sideways, and at the same time subconsciously waved the torch in his hand to scare the other party, but the other party was much faster than him, and his torch head hit the door panel, causing sparks to fly and not touch. Not to mention the beast, he himself was blinded by the scattered sparks. He didn't know it for a second, and before he could make any further movements, he felt something hit him firmly on his shoulder, and he fell to the ground on his back on the snow.
Dong Qiangqiang fell to the snow, and almost without thinking, he wildly swung the torch in his hand and at the same time pointed the tip of the dagger upward, secretly praying that the other party would not launch continuous attacks.
That thing didn't attack him again.
Since it was extremely dangerous to lie on the ground, Dong Qiangqiang rolled to the side and quickly pressed his back against the outer wall of the wooden house. He didn't know if there were more beasts in the wooden house, so he quickly closed the wooden door and stuck the thick branch back into the door bolt.
When he looked around again warily, the thing was gone.
The moon was bright and the stars were dense, everything was silent, the cold stars blinked mockingly, the bare branches swayed helplessly in the wind, and the mocking chirping of birds broke the silence between heaven and earth. Dong Qiangqiang was fully on guard, but he had no idea what he was facing.
The meeting just now was extremely hasty. He tried hard to recall that the black shadow he saw vaguely had the face of a cat. It was covered in leopard prints. There seemed to be tufts of long hair on the pointed ears. It seemed that he didn't see its tail. The overall impression it gave. It looks like a leopard but is shorter than a leopard and has a stout body, like a large cat. But will there be leopards in Sweden? He was confused and confused.
But the leopard-like beast just attacked him and disappeared, never to be seen again.
It was only then that Dong Qiangqiang felt a burning sensation on his shoulders. When he turned around, he discovered that the down jacket on his shoulders had been scratched with holes, and his shoulders were bloody and bloody, but he hadn't noticed it at all just now.
While vigilantly observing the movements around him, he took out the whiskey from his backpack, weighed it and looked at the label of the wine. He was relieved when he saw the words "45.8l" written on it, although the whiskey was not medical alcohol. , but there is still no problem in temporarily disinfecting the wound.
He put the handkerchief into his mouth, bit it, and poured the light brown alcohol onto the wound. A killing pain immediately spread to his heart, and beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. He wanted to roar loudly, but the handkerchief in his mouth seemed to add a silence button to the roar. He couldn't help but think to himself that if something strange jumped out again at this time, he would definitely tear the opponent to pieces.
It wasn't until he thought the wound was almost washed that he took out a clean, unused handkerchief from his bag and put it on the wound. He also tore off a few strips of cloth and tied the handkerchief around his shoulders. Only then did he feel at ease.
He raised his head and drank the remaining whiskey in one gulp. He felt as if something exploded in his stomach. Although there was no pleasure and joy after drinking, it successfully diverted his attention.
The beast seemed to have left. He stretched his sore limbs while trying to clear his mind: The beast just now was most likely Lao Chen or Zhou Zhiguan who was waiting for him in the room. Maybe there was a place specifically targeting him. Maybe Lao Bai is not on the island at all. But what if he guesses wrong? Dong Qiangqiang asked himself, no, there is no point in thinking like this. He said to himself that the matter has come to this, crying and trembling will not help. What he can do now is to find Lao Bai as soon as possible. As for the result, it is not him What can be decided is that the so-called success depends on people and everything depends on heaven. Everything else can only be decided by fate.
The stars above him blinked at the young man on the island, as if praising his decision and sighing for him.
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