If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 901 Trial (610)

Deep in the taiga, an open white clearing in the forest.

There is little snow on the pure white sky, only a hard and thick layer of ice—this is a frozen lake, and the entire lake is frozen in the weather of minus [-] degrees, hiding in the coniferous forest like a white mirror.

A figure stood in the middle of the frozen lake, wriggling on the ice with its head bowed.

That was the little girl who had fled into the depths of the coniferous forest. At this moment, she was squatting on the ice, holding the dagger she stole from the huntress with both hands, struggling to squeeze the ice.

A large amount of ice foam was shaved on both sides, and the extremely low temperature made the skin of her hands holding the dagger turn blue and purple, but this still did not affect her progress.

Looking at the shape of the hole dug out by the dagger, and the frozen lake where this area is located, it is not difficult for anyone with some experience in polar survival to guess what she wants to do.

ice fishing.

This is an activity that almost everyone in Siberia is familiar with and has done. It is different from fishing in temperate regions. In the extreme north with freezing weather, the fish rate in ice fishing is almost dozens of times that of fishing in temperate waters. Many peoples in the extreme north rely on fishing methods for their livelihood.

It is true that all signs of animals in this coniferous forest have disappeared, whether it is birds or beasts, but there are always places beyond the mind that people subconsciously ignore... Does the fat perch under the thick ice also follow the birds and beasts? What about the disappearance?
This is an idea worth trying. Once the fish are actually caught from the ice hole, it means that all the hunger problems we are currently facing will be solved.

But one of the first difficulties encountered by ice fishing is to make ice holes. Normal ice fishermen will carry drills for drilling holes with them, otherwise the thick ice layer will be the biggest problem hindering ice fishing.

The little girl didn't bring a drill when she went out, maybe the old hunter's cabin had it, but she was a little "hurried" when she left, and naturally she couldn't bring these sundries with her, so now she can only use a dagger to dig a little bit.

This is a job that tests patience and endurance. Even normal adults will feel overwhelmed by the cold and the thickness of the ice, but the little girl has been digging on the ice for two hours.

Her strength is not great, and every time the dagger pokes into the ice layer, it can only scrape out a little bit of foam. Perhaps the only thing that can make people amazing is her perseverance and ability to resist freezing.

Normal people don’t even mention shaving ice in this kind of cold weather, even normal travel will be so cold that their limbs become stiff, but the little girl works mechanically on the ice for a long time with her bare hands. Almost inhuman.

But this still does not change the fact that she is just a weak girl, that is, she will still appear weak and irresistible in the face of the ferocity of adult thugs.

The bushes by the frozen lake trembled, and there were no other animals in the taiga, so only people would pass through the bushes.

A man with red eyes came out of the coniferous forest and stood on the edge of the frozen lake.

In the center of the frozen lake, the little girl who was digging ice stopped what she was doing, and turned her head to look at the edge of the frozen lake. In her clear eyes, there was Vika holding a shovel and her eyes were red.

It was getting late at this time.

After spending a whole day, Vika did not search for how to leave the coniferous forest, but frantically searched for all traces of the little girl.

Finally, the hard work paid off. As the evening approached, he found an area where berries had been collected. Following the unburied footprints on the snow, he came all the way here and found the person he was looking for.

If this was a trial, then the trial had already begun the moment Vika set foot on the ice.

".Why do you want to poison?"

Vika couldn't notice that his voice was so dry that it was almost hoarse due to lack of water, and now he just wanted to question the doubts and anger in his heart through roaring
Facing the snarling question of the bandit brother who had lost his sister, the little girl holding a dagger in the middle of the frozen lake replied very calmly, "She is too noisy and will disturb my brother to rest, so I want her to be quiet. "

The little girl was a little immature but extremely cold. The suffocating words floated along the ice of the frozen lake to Vika's ears.

It was too noisy, so I poisoned it.

Like throwing a kitten to death because its meowing is too annoying.

Is this reason reasonable?
Vika stared at the little girl's face, and couldn't find any trace of fear or regret in the other's expression, as if the girl really thought so when she smeared the snake venom on the rim of the cup, because she hated Dusha's neurotic noise, so She decided to kill her.

It's that simple.

Vika felt that a string in his head was broken. He wanted to laugh but couldn’t laugh, and wanted to cry but couldn’t cry. All emotions finally turned into distorted hatred, and he walked towards girl on the frozen lake.

The little girl looked down at the ice hole at her feet. After a day of hard work, the blade of the dagger was almost curled up and finally she was about to dig to the surface of the water, but now it seemed that it was not the best time for ice fishing.

There is no doubt that Vika will kill her, using the most twisted and cruel means to kill her on the ice.

Hit her alive with a shovel on the head?Or cut open her stomach, emptied her internal organs and stuffed snow and mud into it to support her to death?Or the clichéd rape?
She didn't know, but she knew that if she didn't do something, then all of the above would become one of the possibilities.

So she ran away, without the slightest hesitation, turned and ran.

The moment Vika saw her turn around, he was ready to sprint over, but when he stepped on the ice, he slipped and caused him to fall directly. The severe pain spread from his broken right hand all over his body, but he insisted on not saying a word, his eyes flushed. Staring at the little girl running ashore in the distance. That guy had already sprinkled sand and weeds on the ice surface of the way back, so he ran so fast.

"You can't run!" Vika growled, got up from the ground with difficulty, and followed quickly.

At this time, the little girl had already rushed into the depths of the coniferous forest, and Vika also rushed into the forest along the grassy road on the frozen lake. There was snow on the ground, so he would not be lost in a short time.

Compared with children's footsteps, adults have a huge advantage, so despite the complex forest landscape, Vika, who was driven by hatred, quickly followed the little girl's pace, and at the end of his sight, he began to catch the back of the fleeing figure .

The deeper he chased, the more difficult Vika found the road was. Falling trees, suddenly rising snow hills, bushes and thorns kept blocking his path. It was obvious that the girl had stepped on this section of the road It’s a bit too much, and the retreat is ready when preparing for ice fishing.

But obviously, the girl underestimated the consciousness of a man who was completely swallowed up by anger and who didn't even care about life and death. In front of a thorny bush that must be detoured, Vika didn't even slow down his running speed. He bumped into it and tore the twigs and shrub branches with brute force, and his body was pulled out with hideous blood.

Just like that, he drew closer to the little girl.

The little girl seemed to have sensed Vika's approach, and looked back, only to see the ferocious face covered in blood, which seemed to frighten her so much that she sprained her feet and almost fell down, thus greatly reducing her speed.

The hand stretched out from behind her grabbed the back collar of her leather jacket!
"Get over here!"

Vika yanked hard and pulled the little girl to the ground. Inertia caused him to lose his balance and fell down. His broken right arm let out a low howl of severe pain. His left hand couldn't help but let go. They all fell into the snow in the forest.

The little girl landed on her face and almost her entire face was rubbed by the snow. She didn't have time to feel the freezing of the ice and snow, so she just rolled on the spot. The shovel almost hit her cheek and slammed on the snow. Snow splashes all around!

Looking back, she only saw a blood-stained man reaching out and grabbing her heel tightly, raising a shovel and rushing towards her crazily, while laughing maniacally.

As long as Vika's weight is crushed on the little girl, it is absolutely impossible for her to escape under the absolute weight!

But in Vika's imagination, the little girl should be terrified and trying to escape, but what he didn't expect was that the little girl on the ground jumped up and ran towards him without blinking her eyes!
Severe pain broke out on Vika's shoulder, and a dagger pierced through the leather jacket and pierced into his shoulder close to his chest!

At the moment when Vika was in pain, the broken right arm was hugged by the little girl again, and his eyes were almost blacked out. When he lost his balance, the little girl got up and threw a handful of snow. to run.

"Don't try to run!" Vika blindly picked up the shovel with a ferocious face and swung it with all his strength. It just hit the knee of the left leg of the little girl who hadn't run away. In front of the snow for a while did not get up.

Vika, who was lying on the ground, relieved the shoulder injury and the severe pain in his right arm for a while, before he lowered his head and pulled out the dagger stuck on his shoulder. The blood spurted to the snow to emit heat. He took a deep breath and howled. stood up.

"Run, keep running!" Vika growled hoarsely, and walked forward step by step. The little girl in front of him lay on the ground and was still struggling to move forward, trying to roll over and onto the ground. Behind a coniferous tree facing against the bushes.

Vika held the dagger in his hand and stared at the little girl behind the tree, as if he was thinking about removing the opponent's organ first.

However, just as he was walking among the bushes and conifers, he stumbled under his feet, and there was a mechanical click in the bushes.

He subconsciously turned his head back, but the moment he turned back, he felt something warm wrapping his face.

A gunshot pierced the sky above the coniferous forest, but no birds were startled.

(End of this chapter)