"Okay, I won't cry, brother, let's go! I will definitely take you back!" Ma Ya helped Wushuang up and dragged him ashore step by step.

"Yeah, where is this place? Why is it so cold?" Wushuang asked.

Ma Ya said that the Dobkur River runs through the Greater Khingan Mountains and has many DC currents, one of which crosses the Sino-Russian border. I believe we have already gone abroad. Only the closer we are to Siberia, the temperature difference will be so obvious.

"Well, it's pretty good. We're also smuggled, right?" Wushuang quipped.

"You are not serious. When is it time? Hold on, I see a wooden house at the foot of the mountain ahead. Let's go in and take a rest first."

They drifted down the Dobukur River for several hours or a day on the river. Xing'an Mountains are already considered an extremely cold area in my country, and the temperature here is even lower than that in Xing'an Mountains. It is already winter. The flowers and plants on the shore have withered, and yellow leaves are hanging on the branches that are drifting with the northwest wind.

The two stumbled open the door of the small wooden house by the river and saw that although the small wooden house was simple, it was still dry. There was only a small kang, a table and a chair, a kettle hanging on the wall, and a photo frame on the table. The frame was a photo of the family of three. They were all Russians. The man was a strong man in his 30s. He held the child with a hunting rifle on his back, and put his right hand on his beautiful and plump wife's shoulders, smiling brightly.

"It seems that we are really going abroad. This is where Russian hunters rest." Ma Ya said.

"Gee, let's light the kang first. We're soaked all over. If we continue like this, we will definitely catch a cold!"

The girl in the mountains can work and is not spoiled. After helping Wushuang to the kang, Ma Ya turned around and went out. Soon after, she walked back with a handful of dry firewood. Fortunately, Lu Haotian gave him a waterproof zippo on Wushuang's birthday last year and could still ignite.

This is the junction of China and Russia. In order to drive away the cold, most Russians choose to build a Chinese-style kang in the house. After the stove was burned, the room immediately became hot. Ma Ya carried a Mosinnagan gun and shot a pheasant, pulled her hair and baked it on the stove.

In the end, I don’t know what the taste of this pheasant was roasted. The two of them had been hungry for so long, and they didn’t even vomit chicken bones. This was the most delicious meal in Wushuang’s memory.

"Brother, I'll try to connect the misaligned bone on your back back. It may hurt a little, so please hold on." Ma Ya put the herbs she found outside in advance on the kang.

Although the treasure-holding people do not understand Zhuyouke's magical medical skills like the descendants of Hongjuanmen, the treasure-holding people walk in the mountains and forests all year round to collect medicine, and they also know medical principles. They treat ordinary trauma and sprains by themselves.

Ma Ya pressed the misaligned bone on Wushuang's back, and his subordinates pushed upwards with force. Only a crisp sound came, and Wushuang almost fainted because of the pain, but he did not shout out.

"You try to see if you can move."

Wushuang put on her shoes and stood on the ground and twisted her shoulders twice. Not to mention that although this girl is not a little genius doctor, she has a very accurate grasp of human bones. Her back is still a little sore now, but she can already stand and walk.

"Don't be anxious. If you hurt your muscles for a hundred days, how can you recover so quickly?" Ma Ya helped him sit on the kang and comforted her.

"Where is there any time to recover from the injury? We have to leave here quickly and find a way to return to China to contact them. Now they must be crazy. There is no news from me anymore, which has alarmed Changchun. I am afraid that Ma Erye will mobilize all the thieves from the northeast to search in Xing'anling."

The conditions in the cabin were simple and there was no equipment. The fresh herbs could not be broken. Ma Ya could only hold them in her mouth and bit them a little bit, and then apply them to the affected area of ​​Wushuang's back.

"If you want to leave, I won't stop you, but at least you can't leave today. As soon as the bones are connected, you have to let the herbs penetrate into the bones, otherwise you will have the root of the disease in the future."

Ma Ya settled Wushuang and told you not to move around. It was getting dark, so I had to pick up some firewood while there was still light outside, otherwise we wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

After drifting this day and night, the cold air in the river had already invaded the bones. Wushuang felt so comfortable lying on the warm kang. He gradually became dreamy in a short while, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he dreamed that the huge bear in the Xing'an Mountains was chasing behind him. Bater, Yun Qiang, Dular... They fell one after another in the pool of blood. Wushuang saw the demon swallowing their heads with his own eyes.

"Brother!!! Run!!!" Suddenly, a scream from outside the house woke Wushuang from the nightmare.

"Yeah? What's wrong with you?" Wushuang got up from the kang, endured the pain behind her and rushed out.

The wooden house was quiet outside, and there was no sound except that the water in the Dobkur River was still rumbling.

Wushuang was extremely quiet. When he heard Ma Ya's cry in his sleep, he had already determined her general direction. He took off his coat, wrapped his sleeves on the affected area behind him and tied it hard, temporarily alleviating the discomfort behind him. Then he possessed himself and crawled into the woods and followed in the direction where Ma Ya was shouting.

Not far away, a strong black shadow was carrying the thin horse and kept shuttled through the forest. Could it be that the human bear was chasing him again? It was not very similar. Although this figure was strong, it was still not as tall as the human bear, and it looked more like a human.

Wushuang's shooting skills were accurate, especially when using the Mosinnagan spear, it was even more piercing through Yang in a hundred steps. From this angle, he could kill him with one blow, but the other party carried Ma Ya on his shoulder. Wushuang was afraid that the bullet would not have eyes. If Ma Ya was injured, it would be a loss. He had to speed up and follow him.

The black shadow ran very fast, and kept shuttled through the woods, seemingly knowing the nearby terrain. Wushuang followed him for half an hour, and finally saw him crawling into a cave. The cave was pitch black and there was no light. Wushuang tiptoed to approach and lying at the entrance of the cave and listened carefully. There seemed to be a few guys in the cave. They didn't know what they were talking about, and the language they used was not like Russian, and their tone and grammar did not conform to the language characteristics of any country.

At this time, a heavy sound of footsteps came from the hole. Wushuang held her breath and gently placed the gun on the ground, then pulled out the sharp dagger from her boots.
Chapter completed!