But the temperature in this ice crevice is at least twenty degrees below zero. The two of them can't stand motionless on this raised ice forever. After a long time, they won't need to be chased by the ancient corpses below. They themselves were directly frozen into icemen.
And the more nervous some people are, the more they move around. Song Jiang is obviously such a person. He suddenly felt an unbearable itching on his back, so he couldn't help but reach out to scratch it, and his sleeves rubbed against the ice. When I met him, I immediately let out a "bah" sound...
At the same time, after hearing the sound, the densely packed ancient corpses below all raised their heads and looked at where Song Jiang and Meng Zhe were... Although they knew that their eyes could not see anything, but here In this dark environment, Song Jiang could still feel the strange eyes looking straight at them.
When Meng Zhe saw it, he immediately warned Song Jiang with his eyes, "If you move again, I will throw you down and feed the ancient corpse!"
Song Jiang dared to move, so he could only look at Meng Zhe with an apologetic look. The latter suppressed the anger in his heart, looked up at the ice above, and tried hard to find the best escape route. After the two jumps just now, The two of them can already see a little light from where they are now, which means that their current position should not be far from the ground.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Song Jiang suddenly smelled the smell of blood. He looked down and found that the ice under Meng Zhe's feet was covered with blood. Only then did he realize that Meng Zhe's injuries seemed to be more serious than he thought. Much more serious...
Meng Zhe noticed that Song Jiang's expression was different, and then he saw the blood at his feet. However, Meng Zhe didn't care about it. He just shook his head slightly at Song Jiang, saying that he was fine and told him not to worry too much.
After Meng Zhe chose the best route, he jumped up without saying a word, holding Song Jiang in his arms. In order not to burden Meng Zhe who had lost too much blood, Song Jiang was so tight that he did not dare to move...
This time, because he had chosen the route in advance, Meng Zhe jumped up almost at once. Although the ancient corpses below heard the sound and chased them all the way, when they came to the place where the sun could reach, they immediately stopped. No progress has been made.
The two of them finally reached the ground. Song Jiang didn't have time to take a breath, so he hurriedly lay on the edge of the ice crevice and looked down. After confirming that the ancient corpses had indeed not caught up, he took a long breath and said, "It seems. Those guys should be afraid of the sun..."
Meng Zhe, who had already fallen to the ground from exhaustion, looked up at the sky and said, "If this is really the case, then we have less than an hour to escape."
Only then did Song Jiang realize that the sun had set in the west, so he hurried over to help Meng Zhe check the wounds on his body and at least stop the bleeding... As a result, when he opened Meng Zhe's clothes, he found that his left There was a large hole more than ten centimeters long under the side ribs.
This was the first time Song Jiang had seen such a hideous wound. Although it might have been scarier when he fell from the cliff, after all, he was already unconscious at that time, so he did not see his bloody wounds. scene.
Song Jiang groped around in his pocket in a panic, and soon found a ball of hemostatic gauze, so he wrapped Meng Zhe's wound tightly, then helped him up and said, "First Regardless of whether those ancient corpses can come out after dark, even if they don’t catch up, you and I have to find a sheltered place to spend the night..."
The jump just now seemed to have consumed too much of Meng Zhe's energy. He originally wanted to lead Song Jiang away from this dangerous ice crevice, but found that he had no strength at all, so he could only say with a wry smile, "I'm going to do it this time." I really can’t walk anymore…”
After hearing this, Song Jiang picked up Meng Zhe on his back, and then walked forward with difficulty. As he walked, he thought to himself, "It was Meng Zhe who saved me in the past. Now I can finally save him once." …”
It was a pity that Song Jiang's physical strength was limited after all. Although he tried his best, he could only carry Meng Zhe for a distance of three or four kilometers, and had to put him on the ground to rest.
"This is not the way to go. How about I take you back to the 5123 Monitoring Station!" Song Jiang gasped.
But Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "If we go back now, our trip will be in vain. I never do things halfway!"
"But it's going to be dark soon, and you're so seriously injured now. Even if those ancient corpses can't catch up, how can we spend the night on the snowy mountain without any equipment?" Song Jiang said anxiously.
Meng Zhe thought for a while, then took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Song Jiang. He opened it and saw that it was the book "Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas"! !
"Why did you bring this ancient book out?" Song Jiang asked in surprise.
"I originally thought that the mountain god on Karabog Peak might be some ancient monster, so I wanted to bring the ancient books and collect them together. Now it can give us a temporary place to spend the night..." Meng Zhe said weakly.
Song Jiang was confused after hearing this, "You mean we spend the night in an ancient book?"
Meng Zhe nodded and said, "The heart spring there can heal my wounds, so it is the best place to go... But now there is still a problem."
"What's the problem?" Song Jiang asked.
Meng Zhe slowed down and continued, "In the past, when I entered the ancient books, there was a guardian named Chang You outside, but now that Chang You is not around, I am worried that after we enter, the ancient books will fall into the hands of the spirits in the mountain."
When Song Jiang heard this, he patted his chest and said, "This is easy to handle. You go in and heal yourself first, and I will help you guard the outside..."
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't want you to help guard the ancient books. We just need to find a relatively hidden place to place the ancient books. Besides, it won't work if you don't go in!"
At first, Song Jiang thought that Meng Zhe needed to help him in, so he said, "It won't work if you don't go in." But in fact, the inner spring that could help Meng Zhe heal was born from Song Jiang's state of mind, so he didn't go in. Of course this is not possible.
But Song Jiang didn't know this at the time, and Meng Zhe didn't plan to tell Song Jiang about it until he figured out the origin of Wang Xinquan, so Song Jiang always thought that Wang Xinquan existed in ancient books...
As soon as Song Jiang heard Meng Zhe say that he wanted to find a secluded place, he hurriedly looked around, but as far as the eye could see on the snow-capped mountains, there was a vast expanse of snow. Where could there be any secluded place to preserve ancient books? !
At this time, Meng Zhe took out the self-defense dagger from his waist and threw it to Song Jiang and said, "Did you see that hillside? In fact, it was a big snow bag blown out by the wind. Use the dagger to dig out a space that can accommodate the two of us. It doesn’t have to be too big…”
