Chapter 686

The sun rises slowly in winter.

At the time of departure, the sky had a slight white light, but it was not until the motorcade rumbled forward for several hours that the sun dawdled up like a sleepy teenager after playing a game all night.

The snow tires of the SUV rattled over the thin ice on the Seward road.

Enruk said that Seward highway is the most beautiful highway in the world. From anchorage to Kenai Peninsula, there are high mountains, valleys, blue glaciers and lakes along the way. In the evening, you can follow the most beautiful sunset to pursue the midnight light of Alaska.

But this winter is very cold. The cold air from the polar region has occupied the sky of the southern Gulf of Alaska for a long time, and has come here and never left again.

In addition to the glaciers, the rest of the beauty on the Seward road no longer exists.

However, Huang Liang likes to see this desolate scenery. After all, most of his life has been spent in flowers and willows. Whether it's the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River in Wuzhong, the European style in Amsterdam, or the romantic warmth of Stanley Park, it doesn't shock his heart as much as the primitive beauty reflected by the ice river here.

When they entered the Harding ice field and got out of the car, Huang Liang felt that his soul had flown out and integrated with the vast world in the cold air.

The Harding ice sheet is covered with an ice cap of 1600 meters. About 12000 years ago, the Pleistocene glaciers covering the whole continent began to melt, but somehow, such an ice cap of thousands of square kilometers was left in southern Alaska.

Compared with the ice age more than 10000 years ago, Harding ice field is only a fragment of ice and snow left over from that era. But human beings look so small in front of it. Those huge glaciers extend into the distance like the tentacles of the earth, and the undulating ice peaks are light blue, as if telling its ancient sadness.

Enruk is proud to say that every step at the foot of here is a witness to the ancient history of the earth.

Huang Liang agrees with this sentence very much, but he knows that this is not the time to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and they are not tourists walking the ice field.

The only clue to find the holy land of ice is in the wolf family's dream. The mysterious white wolf once led the ancestors of the wolf family through the permanently sealed land, but the latecomers have no such luck and can only see the style of the white wolf king in their dream.

Qui wolf is the closest person in the family to the white wolf in recent generations. He once entered the Holy Land in his dream and looked at the white wolf at a close distance.

Dreams are not given by God, nor are they the real world. Dreams are composed of memories, and about the White Wolf and the holy land is the ancient memory etched in the wolf's genes.

According to the hint in the dream, the last place where the wolf king appeared should be in the Harding ice field.

Kenai Peninsula once lived a huge wolf. They were two meters long and more than one meter high. They were the king of real canines. Since the 16th century, human beings have hunted it for 300 years, and finally disappeared in the 1920s.

What Huang Liang saw in old wolf's dream was the scene of a group of white people hunting and killing Kenai mountain wolves. When the wolves had nowhere to escape, the white wolf king appeared. It attracted all the attention of the hunters and was eventually trapped on an ice cliff.

Old wolf once tried to break through the barrier of dreams. In order to get clues from the holy land, the parasite once encouraged him to do so, resulting in his weakness and almost death.

Only Hong Kui successfully crossed the barrier and saw the face of the ice cliff. He believed that as long as he found this place, he would be able to find further clues.

It is very difficult to find a specific place on the 1900 square kilometer ice sheet. Moreover, the details displayed in the dream are only scenes etched in genetic memory. At least a hundred years have passed. In the past 100 years, great changes have taken place in surface glaciers, which may have been beyond recognition. Sometimes after a heavy snow, the mountain becomes flat and never shows its true face again.

In fact, according to the power of the wolf family, as long as Hong Kui describes the details of the scene and arranges people to find it. As long as there are enough people and equipment, it is much easier to find it.

In fact, Hong Kui has already begun to do so. But in order to keep it secret, he didn't make a big fuss, but only let his trusted Enrique take charge and do it quietly.

Although enruk did not find the place, he delimited the scope, at least excluding most irrelevant areas.

He pointed to the undulating ice mountains ahead and said, "it's probably there, there, and there."

Huang Liang frowned unconsciously. The scope was too large, and pointed to three directions respectively. How to find it?

Hong Kui climbed a high slope, looked into the distance, and then pointed in a direction and said, "there."

Huang Liang asked, "are you sure?"

Hong Kui nodded: "I smell his breath coming with the wind."

Huang Liang knew that by "he" he meant the white wolf. He smelled against the wind. The air on the ice sheet was fresh and had nothing but the cold that could dry his nose and throat.

In winter, the sun either doesn't come out and climbs high as soon as it comes out. The sun shines on the ice and flickers indiscriminately, as if gemstones are buried everywhere.

The three men carried heavy equipment and stepped forward. There are only five or six hours of daylight in this season. If you can't find the next clue and return as soon as possible, you can only camp on the ice sheet.

After walking for about two hours, they came to the foot of the ice peak that looked not far away.

Huang Liang looked back and wanted to determine the distance when he came, but the dazzling light reflected from the ice made him very uncomfortable. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly saw a vague black shadow with a cloak flashing in the halo. When he looked carefully again, it disappeared again.

"It seems that someone is following us." Huang Liang is sure that he is not dazzled.

"Who?" Enrique was surprised and looked back, but saw nothing.

Huang Liang looked at Hong Kui and wanted to know if he saw it, because he also looked back.

"Well, ignore him," said Hong Kui. "Let's go."

They went on, and three hours later, Hong Kui suddenly stopped.

He looked at the snow in front of him silently, his eyes reflecting the color of ice, blue and blue.

"That's it," he said.

Huangliang couldn't see any connection between here and the ice cliff in his dream.

"Here?" he asked.

"That's it," said Hong Kui. "The snow covers the shape of the mountain. It's in the ice under our feet."

"What should we do?" Huang Liang didn't think they could pry open the ice here with their strength.

Hong Kui stopped talking and just stood quietly, as if listening to something.

"Listen, he's calling!" he whispered.

Enrique didn't hear anything, but he didn't dare to ask. He just opened his mouth in surprise.

Huangliang felt an abnormal mental fluctuation from Hong Kui. When he turned to look, he saw that Hong Kui's beard was growing longer, and long white fluff grew all over his face.

The fluctuation of spirit became more and more obvious, spreading outward like ripples. Then, sharp fangs stretched out from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes gave out green light, as if he could see through the thick ice.

At that moment, Huang Liang knew that the white wolf was not under the ice sheet, and Kui wolf was the white wolf.