Mountains and seas have a home

Winter in Siberia came very early. In November, there was already heavy snowfall in the deep mountains. At night, it was minus [-] or [-] degrees, and the snow in the wild forest was knee-deep.They reached the eastern city of Chita an hour later, passed through the town of Chicoy, and then landed by a shallow bank.Along the way, Wei Shanhua sang songs with a Russian country tune.He sang the folk songs of his happy ancestors' time, and he sang so melodiously that even Fu Zhong was surprised that this burly and tough man had such a singing voice.

"My mother is Russian," Wei Shanhua said, regardless of whether Fu Zhong was listening to him or not. "I lived in Irkutsk, Russia, for a while when I was a child. That is my mother's hometown. At the end of September, the grain When the tillers are tilled, we will sit on the ridge of the field and sing. If the weather is sunny and sunny, we will invite friends and drive our hunting dogs to hunt!"

"It would be a good time of freedom. If it were me, I would remember it for many years." Fu Zhong said with a smile.

Wei Shanhua's blue eyes are smiling all day long, and he is a good-natured man.He is physically strong and energetic, and he has never been downcast.Hearing Fu Zhong's affirmation of his words, Wei Shanhua's spirit was lifted, and he continued with more enthusiasm: "Who says it's not! Although I have been away from Irkutsk for many years, my mother and I are far apart. , but to this day, I still often return to that carefree childhood in my dreams!"

They laughed as they talked, and Wei Shanhua intermittently talked about his family, including his father, mother, and grandfather.His father is a mysterious man whose whereabouts are uncertain, and his mother works in the distant Russian Federal Security Service.

While talking and laughing, Ji Yao looked at the boundless white snow field, and dozed off in a daze during the second half of the flight.Ji Yao's head touched the glass bit by bit, Fu Xin felt sorry for him, reached out and gently touched his head, leaning on his shoulder.In this way, Fu Zhong could smell the fragrance of Ji Yao's body, even if he burned incense and closed his eyes and recited the Qingxin Sutra silently, the fragrance would make him uneasy.

Fu Xin has infinite warmth in his heart. He not only has a good impression of Ji Yao, but also likes him.Whenever he sees Ji Yao, he will always show tenderness. Ji Yao's strong appearance and unpredictable personality all cater to his preferences.

Wei Shanhua turned on the landing warning light, and then the helicopter touched the ground, vibrated for a while, and landed firmly on the river beach.Fu Zhong heard the sound of rushing water, looked out, and saw a river sandwiched between the two mountains, and the sandbar beside the river was full of snow.A little further away is the snow-covered volcanic cone, abandoned there like a bamboo hat.Shanhua turned off the power, opened the door first and jumped down, stepped on the soft silver-white fine sand, propped up her waist and looked around, the clean and cold air was ecstatic.

"Chief, it's time to wake up. The plane stopped on the river beach, let's go down." Fu Zhong lowered his head and whispered in Ji Yao's ear.Fu Zhong controlled his breath and let them pour into Ji Yao's ear canal.

Ji Yao was in a trance dreaming about the scene in the university. He heard someone playing the piano, and the lights in the auditorium were so bright that he couldn't keep his eyes open.Fu Zhong called Ji Yao a few times before he woke up. Ji Yao covered his face and rubbed his eyes, and leaned on the window to watch the scenery outside for a while.

"Chita's hunting ground." Ji Yao squinted his eyes sleepily as he spoke, but he immediately cheered up and took his own gun, "You haven't been here yet, have you?"

"No." Fu Zhong told the truth, and jumped off the helicopter after Ji Yao.The leather boots that tightly bound the trouser legs stepped on the solid sand, and the strange white rocks stood in the middle of the river, smashing the restless ice floes to pieces.

Ji Yao put on the helmet, tightened the chin strap, and said, "Follow me later, don't make up your own mind! In this dark and deep forest, there is something waiting for us. I know!"

Fu Zhong nodded, and tightened his cufflinks to keep out the cold: "Understood, sir."

Wei Shanhua went to the river to squat down, and tried the ice on the river with the butt of his gun.Before the river was completely frozen, the cracked ice surface was shattered in one fell swoop.A cool wind blew out from the woods, Fu Zhong said, "It's really cold, sir, do you want to add some clothes?"

"No need, I'm not cold." Ji Yao pulled out a needle, told Fu Zhong to turn around, then pulled his collar and stuck the needle in, "This is type I antifreeze. It will be better."

Fu Zhong watched him put the empty needle tube back into the bag, and asked: "Is this medicine also free to take from the warehouse?"

Ji Yao glanced at him, didn't understand what he meant, but still shook his head: "Of course not, what are you thinking in your head? Antifreeze is a restricted drug, and you must have permission and a formal application. .”

Wei Shanhua stood up by the river, turned his head and shouted at them: "The river is not completely frozen, and the ice surface is not hard enough, so it should be impossible to pass people! It seems that we will have to wade across!"

"Hoo!" Ji Yao answered him.

Fu Zhong helped Ji Yao carry the heavy weapon bag, and walked towards the edge of the forest about 100 meters away from the river bank. The dark forest waited silently in front of him.Fu Zhong tightened his weapon pouch and asked, "Since we don't cross the river, what kind of water are we going to wade in?"

A strange cry came from the forest suddenly, the birch treetops trembled, and then fell silent.Immediately afterwards, a large snow-white bird jumped up from the canopy of the tree, hovered over the heads of several people for a while, and then flew into the pitch-black land.The hoarse and strange cry of the big bird startled Fu Zhong, but Ji Yao ignored it at all, stepped on the crooked Fuzimao and walked forward: "It's not the river of this river, but the deep mountain If the water surface is frozen solid, we can walk on the thick ice, but now that the water is not frozen, it means that we must be careful!"

After he finished speaking, he stopped in the grass, turned around and took the weapon bag from Fu Zhong's hand, and took out two chiseled gold Tang knives from it.He crossed the knife into the concealed buckle on his back, saw that Fu Zhong refused to speak in silence, and deliberately smiled and asked, "Are you scared?"

"No, sir, I'm not afraid." Fu Zhong hurriedly shook his head, "I was just thinking about your knife and that bird just now."

"The knife is a Tang knife. It was handed down from my family. I have always carried it with me, and my mother never asked about it. The bird just now was a snowy owl. Don't look at it with a scary owl face and round yellow eyes. Eyes, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Ji Yao tied up the knife and asked Fu Zhong to follow. After walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "Is the weapon bag heavy?"

Fu Zhong looked at him and said, "A little bit."

"Do you want me to carry it for you?" Ji Yao asked.

"You can if you want."

"You're pretty good at dreaming."

Ji Yao smiled slyly, didn't do anything, turned around and continued walking.At this time, Wei Shanhua was already far ahead, and was stopping by the edge of the forest to look around.Fu Zhong also laughed quietly, holding his rifle and following behind Ji Yao.In the quiet night composed of forests, wilderness, and mountains, the hooting of snowy owls seems to resound in all directions, and the presence of ghosts and ghost suppressors together makes people feel ghostly and frightened.

Wei Shanhua waited for the two of them, and each issued a protective helmet: "After a while, we will enter the forest. The temperature is low. You must wear the helmet. There is a constant temperature system inside. If there is a wind leak somewhere, your ears will freeze to ice." Tuozi, just pull it with your hands and it will fall off."

Ji Yao helped Fu Zhong fasten the fixed buttons, Fu Zhong bent down to tighten the protective belt on his legs, and said, "What good prey can we meet in such a cold day?"

"When you come here, don't worry about not being able to hunt things in snowy days." Shanhua held a gun, pointed the muzzle at the ground, and stood there proudly and said, "When it snows, the animals are hungry and crazy, and they don't hibernate. , I had to go out to dig wild food. The beautiful long-tailed pheasant is so gaudy that you can see it at a glance. If you point a gun at it, it will be afraid, and it will keep digging into the snow, but the tail is still exposed. Catching the pheasant is very easy. It’s as easy as pulling carrots, but the boars, foxes and wolves are the hardest to deal with.”

"I think it's better for us not to meet wolves." Ji Yao slid down the night vision device, looked around vigilantly, and walked into the dense forest, "We didn't come here for this."

The three laughed, the woods were full of poplars and hawthorns, and the deciduous trees supported their bare heads. When Fu Zhong raised his head, he could see the unfathomable sky.On the pine trees standing tall in a depression, heavy snow was falling, rustling down.The snowy owl howled mournfully in the forest, as if it was the mouthpiece of God, wanting to lead people to heaven.Its golden eyes stared at the three walking through the forest for a while, then spread its wings and flew to another tree.

Shanhua opened the way ahead, but she couldn't find a point of strength when stepping down the deep snow. It took a lot of effort to lift her legs and take the next step.Fortunately, he was wearing antifreeze belts and a helmet, so it wouldn't be too cold. Even so, Fu Zhong still felt a little bit of coolness on his legs.

"In a slightly older time, this was a hunter's paradise. The hounds barked one after another in the woods, and the sika deer and hunters chased by the hills. Now that the hunters have declined, few people will carry guns and drink wine. Come hunting." Ji Yao said.

Fu Zhong listened silently to Ji Yao's words, and he found that Ji Yao talked more tonight, and his temperament was more approachable than usual.The mountains and forests have a silent and sad beauty, like the light heavy snow, and Ji Yao also arouses the sweetness that Fu Xin longed for at this time.

They moved forward for a while, and Wei Shanhua stopped on a narrow path. He brushed away the snow from the birch bark and stared at the trunk for a while, then nodded and waved his arms: "Go northwest."

When Fu Zhong passed the birch tree, he deliberately stopped and went up to have a look. He saw a rough mark carved on the trunk, which was left from an unknown age, and it was very worn.Fu Zhong identified it carefully, the pattern was probably a circle, with a shield shape inside the circle, and some vague patterns, I don't know whether it was engraved or the original pattern of the tree.What surprised Fu Zhong most was that there was an arrow in the middle of the pattern, which was pointing to the northwest.

"Is this a special hunting ground? The one guarded?" Fu Zhong frowned and asked Ji Yao next to him.

Ji Yao glanced at the sign on the tree trunk, and didn't make any strange appearance, just said: "No. This is a primeval forest, an area that no one cares about. 'Hunting ground' is just a name."

"Then what was the mark just now? Why should we follow the mark?"

When he came to a narrow road, Ji Yao let Fu Zhong go ahead, and he protected him from behind, and replied: "As far as I know, Wei Shanhua's grandfather is a powerful old hunter, and the mark is probably left by his grandfather."

The snowy owl suddenly called out again, the sound seemed to hit a mountain ridge, and then bounced back.Fu Zhong opened the falling pine branches in front of him, and followed Wei Shanhua's footsteps. Wei Shanhua was looking for signs along the way.Ji Yao shot two pheasants first, and asked Fu Zhong to help him carry them, and by the way, scratched the tip of Fu Zhong's nose with a piece of bright tail feathers that fell from the pheasants.After teasing Fu Zhong to avoid it again and again, Ji Yao pinned the feather on the restraint belt on Fu Zhong's chest, making him look like an old minister.

The three of them went deeper and deeper into the hinterland of the forest, and the cold air soaked them in early, and the calm night sky was like the warm eyes of the heavenly father.Fu Zhong caught up with Wei Shanhua and inquired, "Chief Wei, where are we going?"

Wei Shanhua stopped and took a breath, looked at the mountains in the distance, shook off the snow from his clothes, and said, "Let's go to Bishantan, and when we get there, we'll stop and wait. When the big guy comes, we should do it!"

"What big guy is it?"

"Probably a wild boar." Wei Shanhua mumbled, watching the dark bird shadows flying across the valley like ghosts, "At present we are just playing around, the real swords and guns are yet to come. !"

There is indeed a very scary thing in his words, but this kind of thing is imaginative, full of fairy tales, and has the spirit of adventure and sacrifice, so it didn't make Fu Zhong retreat.Fu Zhong looked back at Ji Yao, and saw that he was standing sideways under the towering pine tree, his shoulders covered with ice and snow, and he raised his chin to look at the stacked mountains.They looked at each other as if they were in love, and Ji Yao turned his head calmly.Fu Zhong breathed the cold air, the mountains were vast and silent, and the deep sky made people imagine.

Chen Wei's clothes were still hanging on the rack to dry. He was wearing the clothes that He Luan lent him, so he dared not go out.Late at night, seeing that it was late, he took advantage of the opportunity to stay at He Luan's house for a night, planning to leave for the time bureau tomorrow morning.

Before the rain stopped, He Luan came out of the shower, went to the balcony and closed the window, and then hung Chen Wei's clothes in a ventilated place.After turning off the light in the outer room, He Luan went into the room. Chen Wei, who had washed up early, was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed and reading He Luan's book. The blanket only covered his thighs.Seeing He Luan coming in, he hurriedly closed the book and put it back. He Luan couldn't help laughing when he saw his panicked look: "What are you in a hurry? Just read it if you want, who will stop you?"

"I just think it's embarrassing to read your book without your permission." Chen Wei said while sitting on the bed, seeing He Luan sitting next to him, hugging his injured leg and gently Knead and press up.

"Does it still hurt?" He Luan asked him.

Chen Wei supported his hands and shook his head: "I'm afraid your skills are better than that of a masseuse, so there is no pain."

He Luan laughed at what he said, Chen Wei let him rub for a while, then retracted his legs, lowered his trouser legs to cover the wound.He Luan got up and pushed the suitcase he packed under the table. Seeing a kraft paper bag on the table, he was stunned, and finally picked it up, took out the photos inside and looked through them one by one.He Luan looked at them with a calm mood, the original severe bitterness has turned into a light sour, but more doubts.

Chen Wei fell sideways on the pillow and took out his mobile phone to read today's update.After reading it, he twisted on the bed with his mobile phone in his hand, and said with a smile, "Finally, I've fixed some things for me today, and I can continue to read it again!"

"What are you looking at?" He Luan came over and asked, and sat down with the photo after throwing off the blanket.

"Read a novel." Chen Wei sat up, folded the quilt and handed the phone to He Luan to read, "The one I told you before, the one that made me cry, today he has a new chapter of happy reunion Spoiler. You really hit the mark, brother, you said he would be even more so!"

He Luan briefly glanced at the phone screen, raised his eyelids and looked at Chen Wei with a smile: "It's just a coincidence, who can control what the author writes. Want to drink some honey water? I'll bring it for you."

Chen Wei was happy and nodded hurriedly.He Luan put down the photos, got up and went outside to make honey syrup for him, and when he came back, he saw Chen Wei sitting on the bed looking at those photos.Chen Wei took a small sip of honey water, took out one of them and handed it over, saying: "This is when you were young, why did you look so stupid...you looked so short at that time, now How did you grow so tall?"

He Luan scratched Chen Wei's face with the photo: "Eat white rice, what else can I eat? Do you want to grow taller too?"

"Hey, who doesn't want to grow taller!" Chen Wei was so happy, "Don't look at me being hanged and beaten by Brother Seven because of my height, but I am still young and will grow up slowly!"

There was indeed a youthful sensibility in his face, and he had a bright future ahead of him.He is magnanimous and chivalrous, and he can't tolerate those who are sinister and narrow-minded.Looking at him, He Luan felt that he was being encouraged. There are not many people in this world who are as frank as Chen Wei.Thinking of this, He Luan patted his knees, went to get the military uniform left by his father, spread it out and looked at it.

"What are you thinking?" Chen Wei leaned over and said, touching the strange place on the inside of the clothes with his hand.

He Luan hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm still curious about what is sewn inside. Could it be a letter? Or a telegram?"

"Why do I feel like I'm living in a movie?" Chen Wei scratched his head, "Why don't we take it apart and have a look? Is it an offense to your father?"

The sound of rain deepened the silence, and He Luan didn't say anything else, but nodded after careful consideration.Their hearts beat violently at the same time, as if they were about to see a shocking secret.He Luan spread out the military uniform on the table, the dead being the oldest, respectfully worshiped the clothes for a few times, and then took out the scissors to remove the stitches.

The stitches were very finely sewn, Chen Wei turned on the flashlight, and He Luan cut a few times against the bright light, but the silver thread did not move at all.After using some more force, the scissors were actually broken.He Luan stopped, pulled up the inner lining and took a closer look: "It can't be cut, it's not sewn with thread."

Chen Wei shook off the clothes and took a careful look with the flashlight, only to see that the silver thread and the inner lining were sewn together perfectly, square and square.Chen Wei squinted his eyes to see those strange thin lines, but found that they were translucent.