Treasure Hunt Tycoon

These materials can play a big role, which can be seen from the night.

Steve entered the village with some butter, cream, and olive oil, and contacted several villagers to check in, at the cost of these supplies.

The villagers were happy to agree, and gave them some wooden houses, which contained a kind of equipment that Li Du was familiar with. There was a fire pit and a fire pit under his majesty. The baking was very comfortable.

A few Mao children liked this warm environment. Li Du opened a room and immediately jumped to the fire. Each of them found a place to lie down. The spacious fire suddenly became full.

There were two people in the house, and Sophie pushed them into the corner, letting the small lie on the big body to save as much space as possible.

Grandma was unwilling, shaking her head to shake Baibai, and Baibai was also unwilling, pointing at it with squeaking eyes.

Sophie smiled softly: "Ah, you have to be good, you are good partners, good partners are going to sleep together."

Grandma, put on a stubborn posture.

Li Du rushed in like a gust of wind, dragged Grandma out, pushed it out of the door and said, "You don't want to sleep together. You're outside the door tonight!"

A gust of night wind blew, the temperature was a little low, and the temperature difference was a little big.

At this moment it was honest, after crapping back to the crouch, it was honestly crowded with the Abais, and it was counted as the most clever.

Li Du clapped his hands, and said to Sophie, "These bear children are cheap bones, not honest."

Sleeping on the fire was quite comfortable. If it was not for Steve and his party to look for meteorites, Li Duzhen would like to stay in the village until autumn.

Unfortunately, this comfortable life will soon be gone.

The next day they left the village. Steve watched him reluctantly and smiled. "I'll take you to a better place in a few days. Then you will find that there is nothing here."

The place where they set foot was the second largest island in the Northland Islands, named Bolshevik Island, with an area of ​​more than 10,000 square kilometers, 30% of the area was covered by glaciers, the terrain was complex, and the mountains and hills were complex.

After meeting the meteorite hunters in Vorkuta, their number increased to more than fifty.

Eight heavy-duty off-road vehicles were full, and a number of mountain bikes and all-terrain vehicles joined the team. In short, their team became huge.

It was mid-May when they arrived on the Bolshevik Island, and the temperature increased slightly, and then they encountered heavy fog when they traveled.

The mist appeared from the sea, boundless, but very strange. This mist is not as overwhelming as the land, it floats on the ground for a certain height.

The height of this section is about half a meter, and people's vision is not greatly hindered after squatting down. If they stand up, they can see a few dozen meters at most.

What's terrible is that the fog quickly became thicker after the emergence of fog. At first, there were dozens of meters in the field of vision, it quickly became a dozen meters, and finally even a few meters!

At this point, the fog has become very dense. If the sky is darker, it is not an exaggeration to say that you can't see your fingers.

The view is not good, the car has to drive slowly, there is no road on the island, all the original terrain of the wilderness, so the speed drops again and again.

When they were about to leave the village, someone suddenly appeared on the road to the village entrance.

The driver responsible for driving in front of the road quickly stepped on the brakes and could not help yelling: "Fack, are you dead?"

The car is not fast, but it is heavy and the emergency braking is still a bit laborious. If it is at normal speed, it may not be too late for braking at such a short distance.

Li Du got out of the car and asked, "Hey, old man, is there anything wrong?"

Appearing in front of the car was an old man with gray hair, holding a cane, and an old beard, almost dragged to his chest.

The old man looked up and spoke in a language that Li Du didn't understand.

The cars stopped behind, and a guide hired by Steve came from a research institute on the island. Russia set up a research institute called prim on the island of Bolshevik. Steve hired one of the security guards.

He knew the local dialect and went to communicate with the old man.

Steve asked, "Andrik, what's going on?"

Andrick, a strong Russian man, turned back and said, "Mr. Steve, this old gentleman is the village's Salas, and he says he can't travel this day."

Li Du asked in a low voice: "What is Salas?"

Hu Di, next to him, replied: "It is troublesome to explain in detail, and we have to introduce the situation of this nation. In short, it is the village head and wizard, responsible for the theology of the village."

Steve asked again: "Why not travel? Is it easy to get into a car accident because of poor visibility? It doesn't matter. There is no other team on the island except us. Let's drive slowly."

Andric talked to the old man again, and then came back solemnly: "No, Saras said that there are evil spirits in this kind of weather, and evil spirits from the Arctic deep sea will go ashore, and he suggested that we wait until the fog has dispersed."

After hearing this, everyone laughed, no doubt it was superstition.

"I've seen this kind of weather, you know, gentlemen, I stay at the research institute, we talk about science, but science can't explain why the fog floats on the ground and the sea surface, like something is blocking it. The sea fog. "

"Perhaps it has to do with humidity, wind and surface temperature." Little Ford gave a guess.

Andric shook his head: "I've heard Salas before, or what our directors say, they said that evil spirits from the Arctic deep sea came ashore, and the mist was brought from the deep sea, so it was very cold."

This is indeed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The surface mist rises quickly and cold, like snow floating on it, and it feels extremely cold on the skin.

"This kind of evil spirit is called Titok. In the local dialect, it means long eyes on the legs. It releases this kind of fog floating on the ground, and it looks for prey through the eyes on its legs. Obstruction, so this day trip is very dangerous. "Andric said seriously.

The laughter became louder and louder. Steve patted Andric's shoulder and said, "This is fake. It would be nice if there was such a monster. We caught it and brought it to the United States. Trust me, we can make ten Money that can't be spent in my life. "

Andrique said, "Maybe we wait? The mist is rising so fast, and it must disappear soon. How about we wait for the mist to clear?"

Steve shook his head and said, "We don't have that much time to waste. Help me thank Saras for his kindness and we will continue on the road."

The old man said something more, and Andric explained it. He shook his head and stood aside, watching the team mumble to himself.

The car passed by, Li Du looked at him through the window, and suddenly found that the old gentleman was blind!