48 Hours a Day

After confirming that Zhang Heng and Songjia would also go back with them, the two Inuit did not waste any more time and immediately returned to the van.

Because Ole's injury was not healed, the driver was replaced by Alessia.

When Songjia opened the rear door, the first thing that caught the eye was Sarchus's face. The curator of the art museum showed her a nervous smile, opening his mouth to say something, but only a bunch of ambiguities The voice was because his mouth was stuffed up, his hands and feet were tied up, and he was firmly fixed on the seat by a seat belt and two ropes.

"He's not very honest, he started yelling about Lalaiye as soon as you left... Lalaiye's master is back. Only in this way can he be honest." Alessia explained.

Songjia got goosebumps when Sarchus laughed, especially when she thought of sitting in the same carriage with the other person on the road afterwards, she felt an inexplicable panic in her heart.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng behind her said, "I will sit with him, you can sit behind the car."

Ole also comforted in a soft voice, "Don't worry, it won't be too long. When you get on the ice sheet, you will change your transportation."

Song Jia got on the bus and sat in the last row.And it’s strange to say that when Zhang Heng sat next to Sarchus, the latter suddenly became honest, and no longer showed the grotesque smile and mumbled strange words. Instead, his body was desperately facing. Retracted, like a primary school student who met the teacher in charge.

Seeing everyone coming up, Alessia also started the car.

After Songjia discovered that the carriage suddenly fell into silence.

Alessia was holding the steering wheel intently and driving. Zhang Heng sat in a seat and looked at the street outside the window. She didn’t know what she was thinking. Even Ole, who had always been very enthusiastic to her before, did not speak at this moment. In the position of the co-pilot, he seemed a little worried.

What happened yesterday has completely exceeded his imagination. He lost important holy objects and his closest friends. Then he was betrayed by tribesmen, besieged by a group of fanatics, and almost died in a trap. Later, I heard Sarchus tell a very bizarre and terrifying story... Even Ole, who has always been known for his bravery and fearlessness, couldn’t help but worry at this time. I wonder if the shamans who are declining can do it. Defeat the powerful evil spirit under the ice field.

Now he desperately needs to ask the wise, and there is no more suitable candidate than Alessia’s teacher Kunayu. Kunayu is the most powerful shaman among the Inuit. If it were her, it would be Can find a way to retrieve the holy relic and deal with that evil spirit.

Even though he thinks so, Ole doesn’t know why he still feels uneasy in his heart. Even if the girl he admired is sitting not far from him, he doesn’t make any movements, just like the roots. Like wood.

And compared to Songjia, Alexia next to him worried him more.

Since what happened last night, although Alessia still looks the same on the surface as usual, Ole can feel a fire burning deep in her heart. When she was born, her parents were killed by a group of fanatics. He died, although the group of fanatics was also frozen into popsicles by the blizzard summoned by Kunayu.

But Alessia obviously didn't want to let go of the behind-the-scenes who caused all this. As an adult, she began to investigate the whereabouts of him and the evil spirit, and this time she was finally closer to the answer than ever before.

On the other side, Ole glanced at the Chinese man sitting behind him through the central rearview mirror. Zhang Heng’s body has always been full of mystery. Up until now, Ole still doesn’t know the origin of the other party and what is driving him. This Chinese has traveled far and wide, and has rushed here from that far eastern country, but fortunately the other party does not seem to have malicious intent on them, and it seems that he is also the enemy of the evil spirit.

By the way, Satrus seems to have mentioned that there are also traces of mad believers in Tibet, but Zhang Heng doesn't look like a lama, Olehu wondered.

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The van has been more than 300 kilometers away from Nuuk. At the end of the road is a mine. From here, there is no road to be repaired, and the speed of the car has begun to slow down because the ground has become rugged and bumpy. Except for Sarchus, who was firmly trapped in the seat, everyone else grabbed the safety armrest on the roof.

Alessia drove forward for about an hour, and the snow on the road began to increase, and Zhang Heng knew that they had reached the edge of the ice field.During the period, Alessia made two more calls. When the car stopped again, Zhang Heng saw the dog group and the sled, as well as two Inuit with phones.

Ole and Alessia jumped out of the car to hug the two Inuit one by one, and introduced Zhang Heng and Songjia to each other. When they returned to the car and pulled Sarchus down, they found out The person did not know when he wetted his pants.

"The car can only get here, and we have to take a sleigh on the next road." Alicia said.

Zhang Heng glanced at the snowfield next to him. There were three sleds on it. Correspondingly, the dog group also had three teams, each with a number of about fourteen to sixteen.Alessia simply divided the people into groups. She and Songjia rode in a sled, Zhang Heng and Ole, and the remaining two tribesmen took Sarchus who had gone mad, and One will not go with them, he will drive the van back to Nuuk.

Although Zhang Heng sled before, it was the first time to ride a dog sled. This is the most primitive transportation in Greenland. It is not complicated in principle. Zhang Heng observed it for a while and basically remembered Ole’s All the operations, but if you want to make the sled really do what you want, you have to cultivate feelings and understanding with the dog group. This is not a matter of overnight.

Ole is not a person who talks a lot, and he has a different language from Zhang Heng, so he just drove the dog forward and ran forward. From here, it will take about two and a half hours to reach the tribe of Alessia. There are only six of them left on the way.

Fortunately, the scenery along the way is not bad. Although the snow and ice looks a little monotonous, it is this monotony that can make people feel the magnificence of nature. Ole took a deep breath, and the previous worries disappeared. Some, shamanism is originally a sect that pays attention to nature and affinity. Far away from the crowd, not only did not make Inuit teenagers feel uncomfortable, it was more comfortable than in the city.

ps: Sorry, there was a bug in the last chapter, which has been modified. Open the catalog to find the last chapter and long press to download it again. It is troublesome for everyone.