Chapter 347 Must Wait

This idea made Pan Jinlian's feverish face burn more, but she did not lower her head because of shyness. On the contrary, she was more determined. There are no other people she knows here, so there is nothing to be shy about. Since she has decided to get hairy eggs in that way, and since she has to share the most private things, how can she be shy because of her thoughts? Pan Jinlian gritted her teeth and forced herself to stop thinking about it.

Because desire will make her indulge in this emotion, now that she has made up her mind to find an opportunity to execute it. Thinking too much will make her crazy. Crazy in danger can only make the danger more dangerous. Pan Jinlian can't help but think of Deng Bai before his death. How crazy he is, but how miserable the death looks. You must not embark on such an old path.

When looking at the hairy egg again, he was changing the structure of the fire. It can be seen that he wanted the fire to burn more slowly. Indeed, although the total number of firewood is not large, it will not last long if it burns with all its strength, Pan Jinlian cares that the hairy egg has not had any communication with Huang Hu in doing these things. Normally, if you want to find a chance to escape, shouldn't you let the firewood burn as soon as possible? The firewood burned out, and it was impossible for three people to sit and wait to die. They had to choose the next place to settle down or find new firewood. However, it was impossible for the three people to go together. Pan Jinlian's impression of Huang Hu should still be weak, and she was a woman and had just woke up from a coma, that is to say, The only one who looks for firewood can be Huang Hu himself or Maodan. No matter which of these two possibilities, Maodan has a chance to escape. Pan Jinlian's heart is full of hope. In her opinion, the hairy egg can get freedom, which is equivalent to her freedom. The free hairy egg will definitely miss Pan Jinlian and find ways to save her. Shouldn't the so-called love be like this?

It's impossible for the hairy egg to think of this, but he is controlling the burning of firewood. Why is that? Pan Jinlian really wanted to walk over and sit close to Maodan, as if they were next to the white case in the half-day castle room before. They whispered this, conveying those detailed thoughts and mysterious information. That whisper is too luxurious for Pan Jinlian now. She can only endure it temporarily. Maodan must have him to do so. The reason, when you have a chance to speak, ask clearly, that's it.

On the other side of the carriage, Huang Hu has finished his work. In fact, Pan Jinlian didn't know what he was going to do, but when she saw Huang Hu subconsciously nodded and put away the axe, she knew that it should be almost done. Huang Hu walked to the fire, sat on a low stone next to him, and then gently moved his lips, as if he were saying something to Mao Dan, and Mao Dan was also responding.

The conversation between the two is not the feeling of hostages and kidnappers. It seems to be a level of communication, which makes Pan Jinlian more puzzled, but it doesn't matter. She knows that there must be a reason, as long as she finds an opportunity to ask Mao Dan. Now what she has to do is just pretending that she can't see, and then waits slowly. Waiting for the truth to come.

The fire crackled and burned. This burst sound was very much like the firecrackers set off during the New Year. Pan Jinlian thought for a moment that the Spring Festival should be approaching. I don't know what this year's New Year's Eve will be like, and I don't know what my life will be like next year.

No one came to hold Pan Jinlian to the fire. Naturally, she can't walk there by herself. Fortunately, there are many warm items on Pan Jinlian's body. In addition, she can also feel the warmth of the fire. It doesn't matter if she can't pass.

After a few words of conversation between Huang Hu and Mao Dan, Huang Hu took out a complete piece of firewood. One of these big firewood was still burning. Huang Hu held these "tolls" and walked into the distance and walked up the frozen wilderness.

If the ice suddenly breaks, just leak it out. Pan Jinlian said in her heart that no matter how good the water is, if it is, it is likely that it will never come up again. What's more, it is not a river or lake under the ice hole, but a bottomless sea.

Of course, what Pan Jinlian was looking forward to did not happen. Huang Hu just supported the big firewood on the ice, but Pan Jinlian made it clear that the fire was too low and the flame had stuck to the ice. In this way, the fire would not burn well, and the ice below may also be melted, and the melted water was still very The flame may be extinguished.

Huang Hu did not stop his movements, but continued to come back, pulled away the relatively large firewood and put it on the same position of the "icefield". After several repetitions, the firewood on the shore was much less, and the fire on the "icefield" had begun to take shape. As Pan Jinlian thought, the heart of the flame kept licking the ice and slowly melted out some water, which made the firewood that supported the fire pile slowly slide, and the flame continued to decrease.

The firewood supporting the fire is very thick, making it difficult for them to burn, and it is also not easy to extinguish them. The flames are burning tenaciously, and water and fire actually exist together on the "ice field" of the sea for a period of time.

The fire on the "ice field" is too far away from Pan Jinlian. She can't feel any heat from there. The hairy eggs and yellow tigers are also sitting on the shore. Their position is not closer to the ice field fire, that is to say, they can't feel the same. What is this fire for? What?

Fire will emit heat, since it's not a fire... Do they want to melt the ice? Pan Jinlian suddenly realized this. However, Pan Jinlian shook her head, which is a good idea, but it is almost impossible to achieve. The ice has its own laws.

In Yanggu, people fish on the river ice every year, and those cold fishermen naturally make a fire to keep warm. The fire will only melt the top layer of ice, but it is difficult to continue to melt it. Pan Jinlian can't explain why. Maybe it's just a small bonfire, not with the cold in the middle of winter. Let's compete.

Although the fire of the yellow tiger is bigger than the fishermen in Yanggu, they are facing the sea, which is more difficult than melting rivers.

Sure enough, after burning for a while, more water appeared under the fire, but that's all. After the total amount of water reaches a certain level, it will no longer increase. On the contrary, there is less and less firewood. Although the fire on the shore is still burning, Huang Hu has just taken away all the firewood that can be taken at one time. There can be no other additions and reinforcements. The "ice field bonfire" will soon be extinguished.

Huang Hu and Mao Dan were not in a hurry. They sat by the fire on the shore, communicated from time to time, and then stared at the fire on the sea. This time is long and boring. Pan Jinlian can't feel any change in time, as if the things around her have solidified. She can only see the low sun in winter slowly shaking on the ground, and the height has hardly changed, but slowly turning from southeast to southwest.

If it is summer, Pan Jinlian can still clearly judge the time, but now, she only knows where the sun should go, but she can't correspond to the scenery on the wilderness. She doesn't know where she is or the current time.

Finally, the firewood was extinguished, and there was only the smoke left on the fire on the sea. The smoke rose a little high, and it looked beautiful to be blown away by the sea breeze.

Mao Dan said a few words to Huang Hu. Huang Hu nodded and then went to move the carriage without wheels. This time, Mao Dan did not wait next to the fire, but walked over to help Huang Hu. The two carried the carriage to the stern of the fire on the sea, and then buckled the carriage like a water cup. On the yu jin.

Huang Hu seemed to seal the window on the left side of the car, and then Mao Dan put his head into the window on the right side of the car. This action made Pan Jinlian very worried. There was still smoke on the suffix. Mao Dan put his head in like this and would not be choked by the smoke. Then she realized that the purpose of Maodan's doing this seemed to be more worthy of concern. However, if Mao Dan doesn't say anything, she will never know. She can only wait for the opportunity to ask again. Before the opportunity comes, she'd better shut up.

Maodan's body could see obvious ups and downs, as if he was shouting or gasping loudly. After doing such movements about dozens of times, Maodan stopped, then took a long breath and put his head in again, so back and forth.

In Pan Jinlian's opinion, Mao Dan is more like shouting at someone or gasping in the car. Is this the yellow tiger torturing the hairy egg? Force him with strong smoke? However, it seems that the hairy egg is voluntary, which makes Pan Jinlian even more confused.

Finally, the two of them stopped, and they returned to the fire that was about to burn out on the shore. The yellow tiger's eyes kept looking at the sea, while the hairy egg was very relaxed. After looking around, they looked at the smaller and smaller flames and seemed to fall asleep.

But even if she only looked at his side face, Pan Jinlian knew that he was open. This is the usual waiting expression of the hairy egg, which is the case when he finishes a plan and waits for the result. It seems that the hairy egg has created another miracle, and Pan Jinlian can't wait to see the result.

What will it be? Will it be freedom? No, no, what is he planning for the sea? Is he as familiar with the sea as the half-day castle?

Pan Jinlian was extremely excited. She bit her lips tightly. She was used to waiting, but not used to waiting for the results of her beloved man.

The sun by the sea never seems to set.