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

Christina became vigilant.

that it was not safe

dusty bottle of whiskey

the hunters before

Christina in a rough voice,

Christina ignored him.

always overbearing and his face darkened after being

got up and wanted to

wife immediately stopped him

said that Christina had a knife, and Bob hesitated and

snuggled up

young but knew people's

photographer seemed to be very experienced in surviving in

but his physical strength didn't match his

to the wooden bed, broke it into strips

bright roaring fire filled the stone house

subconsciously approached the fire to

head and looked at the man opposite her by the light

realized that the photographer

was wearing the thinnest clothes, only two layers, but he sat far away

he didn't like to crowd with

was a little cold

this moment, Barbara let out a

were

more wooden planks and the large bundle of hemp ropes, walked towards Barbara, squatted, and took out the steel knife

Christina holding a sharp knife and screamed in

expressionless and she deliberately scared

badly injured.I

death by what

no, don't do

pants and checked her

She stopped bleeding.

bottle of whiskey and poured it on Barbara's injured

felt the sharp

face turned pale and

in great pain, Christina

disinfect.I'm not lying.You can keep your

so much pain that she glared at

if Christina was taking this opportunity to take

Christina rubbed Barbara's legs.

fractured.There may be a scar on your right leg.Take

legs were numb from

alcohol, Barbara felt a more sharp

and wanted to

her

to look at Barbara

pain and

knew that Christina was

was better than losing her legs

be a

then set up a triangular rack above the fire with the other

rack and an iron bucket with half

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