Christina had already stood in front of Geoffrey, looking straight at the photographer with caution.

Bob's arm was injured, and he looked very haggard.

He didn't want to fight with Christina but to occupy the stone house selfishly.

"This stone house was built by the hunters a long time ago.It has been standing empty for a long time.It's quite large and dark.Maybe there are black bears eluding the cold winter.It will be dangerous to rush in."

The photographer seemed familiar with this area.

The photographer paused and turned to look at Christina.

"Miss Dickens has a lighter.Fire can protect us when we explore the way.And only by making a fire to keep warm can we survive the night.Otherwise, we will all die here."

Bob seemed to panic when he heard the word "die."

The memory of the avalanches just now still haunted him.He just crawled out of the snow and out of danger.He didn't want to die.

"How do you know I have a lighter?"

Christina became more cautious.

The photographer seemed to have paid much attention to her since they met and knew her very well.

A smile hovered on the photographer's lips and he said softly and casually, "I also know you have a 15 cm steel knife."

Christina's face tensed up.

Then, they found a few branches and spent nearly half an hour lighting them up with Christina's lighter.

The roaring fire made them feel more at ease.

Christina bent over slightly and carried Barbara who was disabled on her back.

Geoffrey followed them closely.

The thin photographer held a torch and Bob did not dare to have any more objections.

They walked cautiously into the stone house together.

The stone house might have been standing empty for a long time.

The wooden door was already dilapidated.

The room was dark and airless, giving them a gloomy feeling.

The stone house was a rectangle.

It was only three meters wide, but it was very deep.

Christina and the others were not interested in exploring inside the stone house.

They walked about ten meters but still didn't reach the end, so they returned to the entrance of the cave and snuggled closer.

Christina found a wooden bed, a broken wooden cabinet, a few iron buckets, a big iron bowl, and a large bundle of thick hemp ropes.

She walked over to the cabinet and rummaged through it.

She found a shotgun, but there were no bullets.

really wild animals

Christina became vigilant.

shotgun indicated that it was not safe

a large dusty bottle of whiskey at the

probably stored by the hunters before to

shouted at Christina in

Christina ignored him.

overbearing and his face darkened after

got up and wanted to grab

immediately stopped

said that Christina had a knife, and Bob hesitated

snuggled up

was young but knew people's evil

photographer seemed to be very experienced

but his physical strength didn't match

it into strips with his bare hands,

roaring fire filled the stone house

approached the fire to

at the man opposite her

realized that the photographer was not afraid of

layers,

didn't like to

felt he was a little

this moment, Barbara let out a low

were

ropes, walked

holding a sharp knife and screamed in shock, "What are you

expressionless and she deliberately scared

badly injured.I have

to death by what Christina

no, don't

tore Barbara's pants and checked

She stopped bleeding.

the bottle of whiskey and poured it on Barbara's injured

the sharp

turned pale and she

that Barbara was in great pain, Christina compressed

disinfect.I'm not lying.You can

so much pain that she

wondering if Christina was taking this opportunity to

Christina rubbed Barbara's legs.

be a scar on

were numb from the

the alcohol, Barbara

paled and wanted

she saw Christina pick up two planks of wood to fix her injured leg, cut the

injury, she turned to look at Barbara and said calmly, "It's better to feel pain than be numb

pain and gritted her

knew that Christina

than losing her

a nurse because she would probably scare the

above the fire with the other

and an iron bucket with half a bucket

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