After dinner, everyone used fire to melt some ice to heat some water, washed their faces and mouths, and then sat by the kang waiting for my arrangements.

"The earthen kang is not suitable for sleeping. We will sleep on the ground for the next two nights. We will get some soil later and close the wooden door when we go to bed. The heat from the earthen kang will make the temperature in the whole room much higher. On a snowy night like this, there will basically be no wild beasts coming to attack. We just need to prevent this. The most important thing for those who take turns to keep watch is to keep an eye on the temperature in the constant temperature room to prevent it from being too low." I said.

The girls nodded.

"We have to go out to find food tomorrow, and I need to rest early tonight, so the arrangement is as follows. Yunwen will be on the first shift, Bailu will be on the second shift, Yingchun will be on the third shift, and I will be on the fourth shift. Remember to hand the whistle to the next person on shift, and blow the whistle immediately if anything happens." I said.

The girls nodded again.

Then they came with me to get the haystack that had been moved out before, and moved it back and placed it a little distance away from the kang. I lay down there and prepared to rest. The indoor temperature was controlled to a certain extent, and with the coat that Yunwen sewed for me, I felt much more comfortable than the previous two nights.

Before going to bed, I saw Yunwen going out in the snowy night with a torch, probably to add charcoal to the kang in the constant temperature room.

The three of us squeezed into the straw pile, which slightly raised the temperature. I slept soundly on this cold night, and soon fell into a daze...

Nothing happened during the night. When Yingchun called me to get up, it was already dawn and the charcoal fire was still burning. I touched the earthen kang and it seemed to be basically solid. I thought that with the constant heating, perhaps I could fall asleep tonight.

I stood up, pushed away Yunwen's arm that was on me, and Yingchun lay down in it. I yawned and went to check the constant temperature room first. After a night of charcoal burning, even though there was snow, the temperature in the small room seemed to be just right, not too low.

There was white snow all around. After one night of snow, the malt that had just grown out of the wheat field was bent a lot. As the saying goes: Cover the wheat with three layers of quilts in winter, and you will have to sleep on steamed buns as a pillow next year.

The snow is indeed thick, enough for three layers of quilts, but whether that many steamed buns can grow next year is another matter.

I went back to the house and waited for the three of them to wake up. By then, the sun had risen quite a bit and it was a little warm outside. I made some bone soup and dried venison, ate a little, and then I set out. Before leaving, I looked back and saw Yunwen's nostalgic eyes...

I put on my backpack and carried my bayonet, jogging forward to keep my body as warm as possible in this cold weather.

Following the marks I had left before, I quickly headed towards the date tree. There was no food on this side, and I had to pass through the snake cave to get to the dangerous area. However, after going through the ordeal of the wolves, I tried to be as careful as possible when I went there. However, I was not worried if I were alone, as I had confidence in my skills.

My former comrades-in-arms all called me "big monkey". Although I am big, I can climb trees as fast as a giant monkey. The last time was because Yunwen needed to climb the tree first, so I missed the opportunity to avoid danger.

But this time, if I encounter a pack of wolves, I will climb up in a few steps. Even if the wolves surround me to death, they can't do anything to me, because it's because they can't climb trees.

I walked forward along the steps until I reached the fault, then I climbed up along the rope. The wound was basically no longer a problem now, so I didn't care about it. But just as I got up there, with a snap, a big dead fish fell to the ground in front of me.

"Oh my god! I've heard of rain and hail, but this is the first time I've seen dead fish falling!" I exclaimed.

Coincidentally, when Yunwen and I were preparing to go to the dangerous area for the first time, I picked up a dead fish. I felt it was strange at that time and thought it was dropped by Bigfoot accidentally, but there were no Bigfoot footprints around. Now I have encountered it again, and the case has been solved. It turns out that the reason there are no footprints is because the dead fish fell from the sky.

I picked up the dead fish and looked up. I saw that the top of the mountain seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, but I could vaguely see a mountain top on a high cliff.

Never mind. Food is precious. The last dead fish was eaten by the two sisters from the Song family for fun. This time they returned another one, which is considered a good thing.

I put the fish into my backpack and without thinking too much, I followed the dangerous path to the snake cave. When I got to the snake cave, I could smell the urine of some animals. It was obvious that some animals had begun to expand their territory and started to use urine to mark their territory.

Continuing forward, after walking out of the cave, there were no wild deer here, only a vast expanse of white snow covering the land. I checked carefully and found neither animal footprints on the snow nor covered animal footprints. It was obvious that this area was a relatively remote area and not a common hunting area for wild wolves.

This means that since it snowed yesterday, no animals have passed by here, which makes me not know whether to be disappointed or relieved.

I continued to move forward, always walking close to the tree. One reason was to cover up the smell on my body, and the other was to be able to climb up the tree immediately to avoid danger if I encountered any.

He left marks as he walked, and kept his bayonet at hand at all times in case of emergency.

Although the snow had stopped, the cold air rising from the ground as the snow melted under the sunlight made me feel even colder. I couldn't make any big movements, so I couldn't jog like I did just now to warm up my body. I could only walk forward against the wind, shivering.

"What's going on? There's nothing here. Where did they all go?" I said to myself.

Because there was snow all around, I couldn't see the features of the trees clearly, but basically all I could see were some shrubs and some trees from the Cyperaceae and Pinaceae families. I couldn't name them, but I could recognize them vaguely.

If I walked any further, I would become dazed in the white jungle. Thinking there would be no good harvest, I was ready to give up. But at this moment, a cold wind blew, and I felt like something was shaking above my head. I looked up and saw it was a group of jade pendants.

Out of curiosity and also because I was a bit bored, I immediately climbed up the tree like a monkey, and saw a string of jade hanging on the branches. There was green jade, jasper, and small agate, and there seemed to be something engraved on these jade pendants. It looked like they were from the same era as the bronze ware, all from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

However, the string seemed to be a little worn out because the wearer had used too much force, and there were some cracks on the branch as if it had been pulled apart by someone. In addition, the color of a part of the branch was dark red, which reminded me of something.

"It can be inferred that someone must have struggled on it, bled, exerted force, and finally died tragically, leaving behind this string of things. And this jade pendant seems to be a set with the bronze ware. Could it be that the person who wrote the diary took the most expensive one and planned to run away, and finally died tragically here?" I said puzzledly.

Although it is not of much use, it is a thing of our ancestors after all. Letting the girls wear it for fun can also allow them to absorb the breath of their hometown and motherland. It is also a good thing. So I took it off, put it in my backpack, and went down the tree.

However, as soon as I came down, I realized that I had overlooked a very serious problem.

Since the guy with the diary was hiding in the tree, what could have attacked him from the tree? It couldn't have been the wolves!

Thinking of this, I shuddered unconsciously and hurried back along the mark.

As I was walking, I seemed to sense something was wrong. I heard a slight rumbling sound, like the sound of a mountain shaking, which made me speed up and go back...