Chapter 45: Snow Demon

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  What scares people the most when traveling in a blizzard is not the unknown dangers, but the loneliness from within. That kind of loneliness can often drown out humanity's will to resist, which is also one of the main reasons why some people easily collapse when facing long-term danger.

  Of course, Song Ba is not that kind of person, and such a person cannot become a snow guide. He also doesn't think Zhao Zhong would be that kind of person, because Zhao Zhong is now gritting his teeth to fight on.

  "Wait, don't close the window yet."

  Because he still had to drive, Zhao Zhong's action of closing the car window with one hand was a bit difficult, but he never expected Song Ba to tell him not to close the window.

  Turning his head, Zhao Zhong's face showed a look of surprise for the first time, but the driving action in his hand didn't stop.

  "Why?"

  "Listen carefully."

  Songba didn't notice Zhao Zhong's expression at all, and maybe he still can't notice it now. With his eyes closed, Songba seemed to be listening carefully to something, his expression was unusually focused, and even the blanket covering his head was pulled down.

  Hear? As for Song Ba's somewhat strange suggestion, Zhao Zhong didn't consider it for long.

  Was there a problem with the car? Zhao Zhong didn't dare to be careless. Although he was indeed the driver, he wouldn't underestimate the singer's ears.

  "Haha, gotcha!"

  As if it were there, yet not quite, Zhao Zhong didn't hear any unusual sounds from the car, but seemed to have caught a faint, ethereal melody. Due to the chaotic wind direction, he couldn't tell where the song was coming from, but still turned his head to glance at Song Ba.

  Song Ba didn't open his mouth, Zhao Zhong muttered with a mouthful of food: "No, it's not you singing, is it the Snow Demon?"

  Although Zhao Zhong had not heard of any legend about a singing snow demon on the Gobi Desert, there was indeed a famous legend about a singing sea demon in the ocean. In order to prove that this wasn't just his and Song Ba's auditory hallucination, he could only assume it was a snow demon.

  Hearing Zhao Zhong's words, Song Ba didn't expect that Zhao Zhong would have a phobia of this kind of thing and found it very laughable, immediately scolding him.

  "What are you talking about? Someone might be stranded or lost in the blizzard, we need to hurry up and rescue them. Turn left 30 degrees, quickly."

  "Squeak!"

  Without thinking too much, since this was an order from Song Ba, the leader of the Snowland Guides, Zhao Zhong didn't hesitate to start turning the steering wheel, nor did he bother with the fine snow still drifting in through the gap in the car window.

  However, after changing direction, Zhao Zhong still found it hard to believe that Song Ba could determine the direction of the singing voice in such a blizzard. As for getting lost, he didn't know if others would get lost or not, but if he and Song Ba kept changing directions randomly, they would very likely get lost themselves.

  "Turn left 10 degrees."

  The car hadn't gone far when Song Ba gave another order to turn around. Zhao Zhong was somewhat surprised: "Are you sure?"

  "Of course, you still don't believe me?"

  Upon hearing Song Ba's stern voice, Zhao Zhong hastily explained: "I didn't mean it that way. I was just saying that if we make too many turns now, we won't be able to calculate the correct distance to move forward. Even if we find the person, we ourselves might get lost."

  Zhao Zhong's words suddenly made Song Ba fall silent, because he also knew that Zhao Zhong was right.

  Although as a mountain guide, I am not afraid of getting lost or obstructed, I will eventually find a way to escape. But considering my current eye condition, do I still have time?

  When Songba fell silent, Zhao Zhong also slowed down the car. At a speed of 30 kilometers per hour, as long as he could control the standard speed to drive, even if the tire tracks would soon be submerged in the blizzard, he had confidence that he could back the car up to its original position, on the condition that Songba's steering was not too much.

  "I'm not only a mountain guide, but also a People's Liberation Army soldier. I can't just think of my own safety. You provide the location of the turning point, and I'll determine the direction."

  "Good!"

  Although Song Ba did not open his eyes, looking at the determined expression on his face, Zhao Zhong did not doubt his determination. With a hint of moisture in his eyes, Zhao Zhong did not turn back again.

  "Alright, it's settled."

  "Turn left 25 degrees."

  Because Zhao Zhong slowed down his car speed, their current location is also different from before. Song Ba readjusted the direction to find it again.

  For Songba's instructions, Zhao Zhong did not hesitate. Not to mention that he believed Songba was the only thing he could do now, but he also trusted a snowy mountain guide's hearing and judgment.

  "Be careful, I'm going to sing again."

  Singing? Before Zhao Zhong could react, Song Ba had already opened his throat again. "Hmmm!" A loud hum, and Zhao Zhong's ears felt as if they were shaken. He hastily tucked his head into the collar of his shirt to avoid the huge echo in this small space.

  Fortunately, Song Ba didn't sing for long and soon stopped.

  "What are you doing? Trying to deafen me?"

  "Didn't I tell you to be careful? The other party's singing has stopped. I need to get them to continue singing to confirm their location."

  Faced with Zhao Zhong's sudden anger, Songba had a stupid look on his face. Because Songba didn't open his eyes, Zhao Zhong opened his mouth and forcibly swallowed back the scolding words. Not to mention that he must believe in Songba now, getting angry at his own mistakes at this time was just shirking responsibility.

  But after Song Ba let out a loud roar, the singing voice did indeed come over again, it seemed that it wasn't some snow demon after all.

  As for whether this voice is the echo of Song Ba's own voice, although Zhao Zhong cannot judge, he still wants to believe in Song Ba. He can't tell his own voice apart.

  After passing through several turning points, Song Ba never asked Zhao Zhong to turn around, but he occasionally sang a few sentences to remind the other party's voice to be louder.

  "Boom! Bang! Crash!"

  Just as Zhao Zhong thought he could finally drive quietly, the vehicle suddenly produced a huge jolt. Although it didn't tip over, it scared Zhao Zhong half to death and some objects under the back seat of the Jeep also fell with a loud noise, as if there were uneven bumps on the snowy road.

  "Great, we've found a road down the mountain."

  Song Ba's sudden cheer made Zhao Zhong's heart skip a beat. Downhill road? How can this kind of place be called a downhill road?

  It's only because of the snow-covered buffer and filling that the jeep can barely drive on it. Without the heavy snow brought by the blizzard, how could this place become a road for mountain people to pass through?

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