The red background, bright red seal script, and the round and full touch is filled with a hint of coldness and hardness that is unique to metal.

The frosted surface exudes a hint of exquisiteness and delicateness, and is only as big as a button, making it easy to carry.

Two red sand buttons, one hundred silver tale bills.

This is the "money to buy life" given to Rick by the old hunter.

Years of playing edge balls on the brink of death have given the old hunters a strong keen intuition about danger.

Those members of the Glacier Gang, like soft-legged crabs, were not taken seriously by the old hunters. Giving him enough arrows and food, he could bring these people to the Great Snow Mountains and waste them to death.

After realizing the danger, the old hunter did not show it, but analyzed what he saw and heard along the way. Finally, he concluded that only Rick could have the only way to survive.

So he gave Rick all his property, especially the two precious red sand-skin buttons, hoping that the other party would pull him in the danger.

The two red sand buttons were discovered by an old hunter in the snowy mountain ice in his early years. On the corpse that almost preserved all the signs during his lifetime, only these two sand buttons still flashed with a faint luster that was almost invisible.

The old hunter knew that this was a good thing and understood the truth that he was not exposed. He was curious about the function of the two red sand skin buttons, so he kept it with him. Later, it became a lucky charm, and he carried it with him every time he hunted. Whenever he survived the disaster, he strengthened his idea of ​​this being a good thing.

But this time is extraordinary. The "bottomless pit" has swallowed up many hunters' lives. In order to survive to the greatest extent, the old hunter could only give up these two lucky charms that had accompanied him for many years.

After putting away the things, Rick looked at the old hunter's vigorous and straight back and secretly admired in his heart. He is worthy of being a hunter who has been dealing with the Great Snow Mountain for a lifetime. His keen intuition like a hunter made him gamble and would rather lose a lot of money than give up the opportunity to survive.

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"Clang!"

The ice chisel was so hard that it pierced into the solid ice, splashing a few dusts.

The palm was shaking and the tremor was transmitted until the forearm muscles were dissolved. The thick gloves did not stop the cold from taking away the temperature, and moved the knuckles stiffly. Rick let out a big white breath, and the tongue in the mouth could feel the frost adhered to the surface, constantly taking away the heat from the body.

The eyebrows were covered with snow and frost, the eyelids were frozen so hard that they were dull and hard, and the lens covered underneath was squinting uncomfortable.

The ice chisel could hardly penetrate into the solid ice. It was obviously only a slope of thirty or forty degrees, but everyone was about to lie down and move forward.

The smooth surface is not subject to any force. If you are careless, you will slide down like a rolling gourd.

The team had long been covered with stars and the marijuana head jumped and scolded under the mountain road like a supervisor. The cold wind could not cover up the anger in his voice.

"Damn it, are you all soft-legged shrimps? Haven't you eaten breakfast? Climb faster!!"

After a few sips of cold wind, the marijuana shrank and hid in a temporary tent, occupies the warmest position next to the fire like a chicken.

The air inhaled into the lungs felt a little warm, and the stiff fingers and joints gradually warmed up. The toes became itchy and the ears were a little itchy.

Marijuana Head was a little regretful. If Rick hadn't been climbing on the front line at this time, Marijuana Head would have used the punishment he invented to let this guy who dared to deceive Matou to taste the great things.

Hot water is rolled in the small iron pot, and a few hard meat strips are churning in the water, emitting a meaty aroma that makes people feel good.

As the temperature continues to rise, the meat strips gradually become softer, and the various seasoning flavors soaked in the meat slowly form a pot of hot broth.

As soon as the porcelain bowl was scavengerated, a few small strips of meat were placed in the hemp bowl. The remaining gang members quickly picked up the dried meat minced meat and started drinking it hard.

The hot broth entered the mouth, and the tongue curled into a ball immediately regained its vitality. The cooked tenderloin strips rolled easily between the lips and teeth, and the tongue licked the familiar taste, making the marijuana head look so beautiful that it showed a look of enjoyment.

The hot soup enters the stomach like a warm current, quickly driving away the chills of all limbs. It shook the facial muscles comfortably. As the temperature in the tent increased, the head, which had been a bit rigid in the marijuana head, became active.

"This kid has something wrong!" As soon as his mind was active, the small amount of marijuana head began to rotate. He savored Rick's performance. Just like the words he had deceived him, the slightly larger marijuana head was shaking like the top, and he fell into deep thought.

"Brother! Climb up!!"

The tent was suddenly lifted open, and a cold wind swept away the heat that had just gathered in the tent. A little brother, who was covered in frost and had a look of joy, ran in as if he wanted to make a contribution.

The marijuana head was blown by the cold wind, and the slightly active head suddenly lost its calmness. He raised his hand and smashed the soup bowl in his hand: "Damn it! Didn't you see me drinking the soup?"

A bowl of hot soup hit her body, and I couldn't feel it was as hot as I laughed foolishly, and quickly stepped out.

Hamato didn't think about it anymore, lifted the tent and walked out.

The huhu cold wind blew on the face like a knife, and the marijuana head and facial features shrank uncomfortable, and they stretched their eyes hard, looking at the thick hemp rope hanging on the ground.

The environment is harsh and the mountain road is steep and slippery. In order to facilitate climbing, others can climb up first, and then hang themselves up with ropes.

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After sitting in the elevator for five or six times, the marijuana head rubbed the bones between the waist and ribs, and his face looked ugly.

At first I didn't feel it, but after a few long stretches, my head and legs became stiff, and my chest and the ribs were painful when I touched it. I didn't have to lift my clothes and I knew it was definitely bruised and swollen, but this was not the worst.

The weather in Daxue Mountain is like a woman's face, changing as soon as she says it changes. Her foreheads pressed together, and everyone formed a circle facing inward. The marijuana head hid behind a human wall like a rare animal, allowing the sudden blizzard to rage.

The ice slag hit the face and caused pain, cutting out many fine wounds, which were soon frozen into cold red blood marks by the cold wind.

The cold air inhaled into the body constantly stimulated the trachea and lungs. The tongue was squeezing deep in the mouth with discomfort, struggling to withstand the invasion of the cold wind.

Standing next to the old hunter, Rick and the others were close together, but there was still a sharp sword-like cold wind coming in in the gap. Rick's face twisted, squeezing the thin layer of ice frozen on his face, revealing the purple-red twitching skin below.

The back almost lost consciousness, and the chill of the internal organs kept invading, making Rick's expression so gloomy that it was as gray as the bottom of the pot.

The almost stiff old hunter next to him suddenly moved his expression, and the finger that was stirring with Rick clenched the other person with force.

Rick tilted his head hard and looked at the old hunter with the lens that was almost frozen with his eyelids. The other party's blue-purple lips opened and closed a few times, but he could not hear any sound in the howling blizzard.
Chapter completed!