Chapter 335 Crisis in the Canyon
Under the heavy snow, there is some yellow grass. Every time hooves trampling down, she can hear a sound of ice falling into the dry grass.
Anar’s body is covered with snow and ice. She can barely open her eyes because of the cold wind. She doesn’t know how long she has been running, and then she finally sees the snow-capped lake.
Anar jumps off the horse. Her boots step on the grass, making a cracking sound. There is no other sound in the snow and not a living creature is near the lake. Looking around, she finds some ruts that wind and rain haven’t destroyed. Wheels rutted on the withered grass heavily.
Anar is going to chase along the ruts, and then she sees a horse on the grassy hill.
It’s the horse that Ze Yitong was riding to chase the yak. Anar is overjoyed and rides on it to chase along the ruts.
An old horse is a good guide. She hopes this horse can take her to the destination.
Ruts disappear from time to time. These ruts show that they were intended to go to the highway, but then gradually turned to the Snow Mountains. Anar is puzzled. In the meantime, she doesn’t diminish her disquietude. In such cold weather, if someone is outside for a long time, he may freeze to death. Can Ze Yitong survive?
The snow is falling and the wind is blowing. When she passes by on the horse, the ruts, together with marks of the horse’ hooves, are all covered.
When anxious Dun Zhu and kind herders arrive here, they can only see the two deepest ruts on the edge of the Silver Lake. In this weather, Snow Mountains are like hell. Only reckless and stupid men go there. So, she takes these herders to go in the direction of the highway.
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“Ze Yitong… Ze Yitong…”
The snow and wind block her view, so Anar now has to follow her instinct.
She hopes someone can answer her in the distance, but she always gets disappointed. Anar has yelled herself hoarse. She can feel the melting snow is wriggling on her neck. Low temperature makes people lose energy quickly. She doesn’t know how long she can hold on.
Snow Mountains are in sight. Anar passes by a steep stone valley and pulls her horse because she can faintly hear a screaming female voice.
Anar reins to a halt and turns the horse. She finds an entrance and goes down into the valley strewn with rubble.
“Ze Yitong, is that you? Answer me! ”
In the valley, there is a sound of sobbing from the thick rolling fog. The voice says tentatively, “Ajia?”
It is definitely Ze Yitong. Anar jumps off the horse and tries to find a way there carefully.
“Ajia… Don’t come over! Do not come here!” In the thick fog, Ze Yitong can’t hide her fear in the voice. This time, Anar doesn’t answer her and looks around vigilantly. Taking every step carefully, she is afraid that she will be ambushed.
Anar is getting close to the thick fog. Suddenly, a black shadow rushes towards her. Anar lifts her leg and kicks the shadow hard. The shadow rolls down to the ground, bursting into a wail of an injured animal.
At this moment, Anar sees clearly that it’s a wild wolf.
“Ajia… There, there are many wild wolves.” Ze Yitong’s voice is just fifty meters ahead. Anar frowns. She has clearly understood the present situation. No wonder Ze Yitong warns her not to come over.
It’s not bad guys’ ambush. There are many dark shadows in just a few hundred meters. The green eyes of these wild wolves are looming in the thick fog—maybe the people who caught Ze Yitong are surrounded by them?
But it’s impossible. They get no quarrel with wild wolves, and wolves won’t provoke enemies like them.
Getting quarrel with wolves… Anar remembers in July of this year, she hurt two wild wolves seriously when she was to trap White Cloud on the edge of the Silver Lake. Damn it, why do these vindictive prairie wolves pick now to revenge?
Ze Yitong is totally trapped in the wolves’ lair. Anar should definitely help her!
Anar shakes the whip in her hand and the wolves make way for her.
These prairie wolves are cruel and cunning by nature. What they do for Anar now is just for surrounding her in the future. Even if Anar knows it, she still has to enter the siege group.
Anar walks for another thirty meters and she finally sees people who want White Cloud.
These men drive a common Jeep and a Hummer. At this moment, these two cars form an angle to guard against the wolves. Several men in Tibetan robes hold shotguns in their hands and try to intimidate the wolves.
Anar stamps her feet heavily. Her eyes are almost filled with anger.
They have gone too far. These scums, in such a dangerous situation, they let Ze Yitong stand on the hood of the car!
With shotguns, these men know they have to hide in the car, only showing the barrel through windows. However, they let twelve-year-old Ze Yitong stand on the hood—the fresh flesh and blood of a little girl make wolves agitated. Many green eyes are staring at shivering Ze Yitong.
Scum, these men are total scum…
Being so furious, Anar suddenly feels like crying.
Before she is here, how much did Ze Yitong suffer? What did they do to her?
“Anar, are you Anar?” There is a man’s voice from the car. Playing the game of elusiveness, she can only recognize he is not young.
Anar sneers, “The person you are looking for is me, let her go.”
The man laughs, “Let her go to feed the wolves? Anar, hand over the horse and I can let her go and protect her safety.”
After two months of investigation, he has found out the white horse is the horse of heaven in legends of the prairie. It is much more valuable than any racehorse. The longing in the voice of the big golden tooth can easily be heard.
He doesn’t want to let go of the horse of heaven or the little beauty in front of him—He has heard that the wild horse of heaven only chooses one owner all its life. In this case, if he brings the equally wild little beauty back to the mainland, it will be “an honor of enduring admiration” in his circle.
Anar frowns, “If I give you the horse now, can you escape from here?”
With powerful Hummer, they will have a chance to break the siege of wolves. What about Ze Yitong and her? If White Cloud is here, relying on its speed, she can break through the encirclement with Ze Yitong… Anar is secretly planning it. She can’t give them White Cloud. Firstly, she is unwilling to do it. Besides, if she gives it to them, Ze Yitong and she will feed wolves and there is no possibility of survival.
White Cloud, White Cloud, can you realize I am here in Snow Mountains?
The man doesn’t answer Anar. He just motions and his man fires to the sky.
The shot makes wild wolves spontaneously take two steps back. Now the encirclement becomes bigger and looser.
The man smiles proudly, “I will not escape from here. Instead, I will walk out casually… Little beauty, if you back down, I can also take you out, ha-ha.”
His voice totally shows he is up to no good. It is so disgusting that Anar almost throws up.
She revives a little and hides the disgust in her voice, “Then how about my little sister?”
The person in the car bursts into laughter, “We are one family. One family means your little girl is also mine. Of course we will leave together.”
Anar smiles without anger. She always has a heroic temperament but now it suddenly changes. Her face is looming in the thick fog, full of charm.
She can hear the sound of deep breathing from the car. Such kind of insult, if she hasn’t lost her memory—if she is the woman she was, what may she do?
Surrounded by wolves, Anar suddenly has a terrible headache.
She can’t remember who she was, and she can’t solve the crisis at hand!
There is a sound that some things go through the air. Anar reflexively rolls away and then she sees two needle-like things nailing to the ground. The people in the car make a sound of “huh?”. They are probably surprised that she is able to dodge on that occasion.
These people never want to make a deal with her, do they?
They are actually trying to make her fainted by anesthesia needles?
Anar rolls on the ground, avoiding the sneak attack of two shameless “wolves”. She has already held the two anesthesia needles in her hands.
She decides to give them a dose of their own medicine by returning both anesthesia needles back.
Fizz—something is deflated. People in the car look down and find the front tires of both cars are flat like a punctured ball.
Anar uses two anesthesia needles to make a small hole in the front tires of the two cars!
Now they cannot just close their car door and leave. Anar feels much more relieved. No matter how angrily they roar, she just hides in the thick fog, waiting for the chance to rescue Ze Yitong.
“Push her down, push down this wicked girl to feed wolves!” The person in the car is cruel and heartless. Anar is approaching the Hummer little by little under the cover of the dense fog, but the man takes the initiative and wants to kill Ze Yitong first—all of this is for getting White Cloud? Maybe human lives are even cheaper than the lives of dogs? For White Cloud, these people can even ruthlessly kill Ze Yitong.
Anar can’t take it anymore. When a man pushes Ze Yitong off the hood with a shotgun, she swoops out and gets the little girl.
Ze Yitong thinks she will be bitten to death by wolves. Rolling over, she finds it is Anar who is holding her. The little girl starts crying in her arms.
Anar’s back is like being stung twice by an ant. She moans. Then she sees Ze Yitong in front of her becoming a double shadow. The anesthesia needle still gets her. Anar tries her best to sit back on her heels. Holding Ze Yitong, she whispers in her ear, “Run… Run away from this valley. Ask White Cloud to take you away… Take nana and Dun Zhu to leave the grassland. Promise your Ajia. ”
Ze Yitong’s eyes are red, “Ajia, let’s go together and take White Cloud to other places, okay?”
Anar covers her mouth and lowers her voice, “You run first. Ajia still has a horse here. I will go after you, ok?”
Ze Yitong shakes her head desperately. She is naive but not stupid. She knows that Anar can’t leave with her.
“Ze Yitong!” Anar suddenly shouts, “You have to bring someone to save me!”
With her rough hands, Ze Yitong wipes the tears in her eyes and finally says yes.
Anar laughs. She bites the tip of her tongue hard for a moment of sobriety and then she pushes Ze Yitong out. Several wild wolves fiercely jump up but are temporarily stopped by Anar’s desperate fight.
She can hear Ze Yitong going farther step by step, toward the exit of the valley.
Anar laughs. She covers her arm with her hand. Blood drips through her fingers. The wolf that scratched her just now has a thick scar on its neck where a patch of hair is missing. It is the wolf that she stabbed by the Silver Lake. It isn’t dead yet
They are really here to take revenge on her. It’s very nice. It’s even better if they kill the scums too. The Snow Mountains are so holy that it can’t be polluted by these bastards. Her left arm feels a sting again. It is from people in the car. They see she stands still after two shots so they give her another one.
Finally, Anar becomes more and more unconscious.
She faintly hears the man asks someone to watch over her, and then he sends someone out to change the tires.
Can they really escape? She is very unwilling to see it, very unwilling… The blood from her wound stains the snow where she falls down.
Glittering white snow, red and spreading bloodstains… She slowly closes her eyes. But suddenly, she hears a sharp cry.
It’s Ze Yitong! Anar is worried about her. However, the medicine works and she finally passes out completely.
