48 Hours a Day Chapter 1289
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Chapter 1267: Chapter 1267 – Dog Pulling The Sleigh
Chapter 1267 Dog Pulling The Sleigh
After confirming that Zhang Heng and Songjia would follow them back, the two Inuit didn’t waste any more time and immediately returned to the van.
As Olai’s injuries hadn’t fully recovered, the driver was Alicia.
When Songjia opened the back door, the first thing that came into view was Sachus’face. The curator of the Museum of Art gave her a nervous smile and opened his mouth to say something, but he could only make a series of muffled sounds because his mouth was stuffed, his hands and feet were tied, and he was securely fastened to the seat by the seatbelt and two ropes.
“He’s not very honest. As soon as you left, he started shouting about lalaiye… the owner of lalaiye is back. This is the only way to make him more honest,”Alicia explained.
Sachus’smile gave Songjia Goosebumps. The thought of sitting in the same car with him on the road made her even more nervous.
Fortunately, Zhang Heng, who was behind her, said, “I’ll sit with him. You can sit in the back of the car.”
Olai also comforted her gently. “Don’t worry, we won’t be driving for too long. We’ll change vehicles when we get to the ice field.”
Song Jia got into the car and sat in the last row. Strangely enough, when Zhang Heng sat next to Sachus, the latter suddenly became more obedient. He stopped grinning and mumbling nonsense, and instead, his body shrank back, he was as obedient as a schoolboy who had just met his homeroom teacher.
Seeing that everyone had gotten in, Alicia also started the car.
After that, Songjia realized that the car had suddenly fallen into silence.
Alicia was focused on driving while Zhang Heng sat in his seat, looking out of the window at the street. Even Olai, who had always been very warm to her, didn’t say a word, sitting in the passenger seat, he seemed to have a lot on his mind.
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What had happened the day before had exceeded his imagination. He had lost his most important holy relic, his closest friend, and then he had been betrayed by his tribesmen and besieged by a group of fanatics, he had almost died in a trap, and then he had heard a strange and terrifying story told by Sachus… Even Olai, who had always been known for his bravery and fearlessness, could not help but worry, he did not know if the shamans, who were declining day by day, could defeat the powerful evil spirit under the ice field.
Right now, he urgently needed to consult the wise men, and there was no more suitable candidate than Alicia’s teacher, kuna. Kuna was currently the strongest shaman among the Inuit people. If it was her.., she would definitely be able to find the holy relic and a way to deal with the evil spirit.
Even though he thought so, Olai did not know why he felt uneasy all the time. Even when the girl he adored was sitting not far from him, he did not move at all, he was like a wooden block.
And compared to Songjia, he was more worried about Alicia beside him.
After Last Night’s incident, although Alicia still looked the same on the surface, Olai could feel a fire burning in the depths of her heart, her parents had been killed by a group of fanatics when she was born, even though the fanatics had been frozen into popsicles by the blizzard that Kunayu had summoned.
But Alessia clearly did not want to let go of the mastermind behind all this. As an adult, she had begun to investigate the whereabouts of her and the evil spirit, and this time, she was closer to the answer than ever before.
On the other side, Olai looked at the Chinese man sitting behind him through the Central rear-view mirror. Zhang Heng had always been shrouded in mystery, and Olai still did not know where he came from, what was the reason that drove this Chinese man to come all the way from that distant eastern country? Fortunately, the other party did not seem to have any ill intentions toward them, and it seemed that he was also the enemy of the evil spirit.
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By the way, Sachus seemed to have mentioned that there were also traces of those fanatics in Tibet, but Zhang Heng did not look like a lama, Olai thought to himself.
The van had already driven more than 300 kilometers away from Nuuk. At the end of the road was a mine, and from there, there was no more road to be repaired. The speed of the van also began to slow down because the ground had become bumpy, other than Sachus, who was trapped in his seat, the rest of the people grabbed the safety handrail on the roof of the van.
Alicia drove for another hour. The snow on the road started to increase. Zhang Heng knew that they had reached the edge of the ice field. During this time, Alicia made two more calls. When the van stopped again, Zhang Heng saw a pack of dogs and a sleigh. There were also two Inuit people holding phones.
Olai and Alicia jumped out of the car to hug the two Inuit people in turn. They introduced Zhang Heng and Songjia to each other. When they returned to the car to pull Sachus down as well.., however, they realized that the latter had somehow wet his pants.
“This is the end of the car. We’re going to take the sleigh for the rest of the road, “Alicia said.
Zhang Heng looked at the snowy ground beside him. There were three sleigh rides on it, and correspondingly, there were three groups of dogs. Each group had about fourteen to sixteen dogs. Alicia divided the people into simple groups. She and Songjia would take one sleigh ride, Zhang Heng and Ole would take one, and the remaining two tribesmen would take the Crazy Sachus with them. The other one would not go with them, he was going to drive the van back to Nuuk.
Although Zhang Heng had ridden a sleigh before, it was his first time riding a dog-drawn sleigh. This was the most primitive form of transportation in Greenland, so it was not complicated in principle. Zhang Heng observed for a while from behind, he had basically memorized all of Olai’s operations, but if he wanted the sleigh to go anywhere, he had to develop a relationship and rapport with the dogs. This was not something that could be done in a day or two.
Olai wasn’t a talkative person, and his language wasn’t the same as Zhang Heng’s, so he just kept driving the dogs forward. From here, it would take about two and a half hours to reach the Arecias’tribe, on the way, there were only six of them left.
Fortunately, the scenery along the way wasn’t too bad. Even though the ice and snow looked a little monotonous, it was this monotony that made people feel the magnificence of nature. Olai took a deep breath, his previous worries had also dissipated a little. Shamanism was a sect that paid attention to harmony with nature. Being far away from the human world did not make the Inuit youth feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, it was more comfortable than being in the city.
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