Chapter 690

Huang Liang thought of the crow and the man with the crow on his head.

Hong Kui and the Indian guide obviously heard the crow's cry. At the same time, they looked up at the clouds in the distance. Even the white wolf in the fog seemed to be affected and raised its neck.

Just above the clouds, the shadow has long disappeared.

The Indian guide didn't know what to say, and then he knelt down piously, crawled on the ground and said something.

Huang Liang didn't know what he was doing, and it was hard to stop him, so he looked at Hong Kui.

Hong Kui said: "They worship ravens. In many parts of North America, Indians, Haida... And even some Inuit tribes, wolves and ravens are the most common totems. In many myths and legends, ravens are the God who brings light to mankind. There is a myth in the Indian tribes near Denali mountain. It is said that at the beginning of the creation of the world, there was darkness between heaven and earth, Without the stars, the moon and the sun, people could only live in darkness. Later, a raven spent the night, crossed the clouds, and carried the sun from the creator to the top of Denali mountain. There became the home of the sun. "

"So he sure saw a raven?" Huang Liang asked.

Hong Kui nodded thoughtfully. He seemed to think of something and smiled at Huang Liang again.

Huang Liang didn't expect the Indian gods to show them the way. Anyway, there was already a white wolf, but he hoped that the Raven was the crow he knew.

After praying on the ground, the Indian got up and looked into the clouds again.

From his actions, Huang Liang determined that the Indians could not see the white wolf. Otherwise, there was no reason for him to worship the Raven so devoutly and turn a blind eye to the white wolf. But strangely, the reaction of those Alaskan dogs was that they obviously saw the White Wolf and perhaps felt the spirit of the same kind. After all, wolves and dogs can also be regarded as a family.

The Indian didn't intend to go forward. In the face of the storm, he insisted on retreating, but his attitude changed since he saw the crow. Without the urging of Hong Kui and Huang Liang, he took his dog ahead. Of course, he didn't know where to go, but fortunately, the Alaskan dogs could feel the existence of the White Wolf and quietly followed behind the white wolf.

This saved Hong Kui and Huang Liang a lot of heart. After all, they couldn't even open their eyes in the storm. Sometimes they couldn't see where the white wolf was, and their spiritual breath was intermittent, which made them worried that they would lose the white wolf.

The storm was still going on, and it was getting bigger and bigger. The wind was howling and could sweep people away at any time. It didn't mean to stop at all.

Huang Liang asked the Indian, "how long will this snowstorm last?"

The guide said, "I don't know. It may take half an hour or all night. If you can't reach your destination before dark, you must find a place to take shelter."

Huang Liang asked, "how long will it take us to climb to the top of the mountain?"

The Indian guide said, "it's impossible to climb the real Denali peak in such weather. If you want to climb the main peak, you must be going in the wrong direction now. Although I don't know where you're going and what you're doing, since the gods lead the way, the route should not be wrong."

"The gods lead the way?" Huang Liang didn't turn around for a moment.

"Yes, said the Indian. I just heard the cry of the Raven. He won't appear on the plateau when the storm comes for no reason. It must be the call of the gods. Don't you see my dogs on their own? I didn't command them where to go."

Huang Liang and Hong Kui laughed at the same time. Although the roaring wind covered their laughter, they could still feel a relaxed atmosphere in the air.

"Are you sure where we are going now?" Hong Kui asked.

The Indian nodded and said: "This route is very remote. Few people go from here, whether tourists, hunters or explorers. I used to pass by when I was hunting a group of gray wolves. I remember that there is a not too high mountain ahead, probably between the two main peaks of Denali mountain. According to our current distance, we can get there in about three hours without accident."

The guide's words reassured them a little, but Hong Kui was most worried that if the ghost weather did not improve, even if they arrived at their destination, they would not see the moon at night.

Perhaps it was the storm that affected the guide's judgment. They walked for five hours to reach the peak seen in Huangliang's dream. Fortunately, the road was smooth and there were no accidents. Not only people but also nine dogs were not damaged at all.

It soon became dark. As Hong Kui expected, although the wind and snow became smaller, they didn't stop, and the moon didn't know where it was.

At this time, even the white wolf could not be seen. Huangliang tried to establish a connection with the white wolf with his spiritual strength, but found that he could do nothing. This was an empty hill covered with thick ice and snow.

Huangliang asked Hong Kui if he had seen the white wolf. Hong Kui shook his head and said, "I can't see him, but I can feel him still."

Huang Liang sighed, "let's wait. I hope God can help us and let us see the total lunar eclipse tonight."

Hong Kui said, "we have to rely on ourselves. If it's not sunny all the time, we can only seek enlightenment in our dreams. Do you remember the direction of the luminous spot you saw in your dreams that day?"

Huang Liang stood up, looked around in the distance, shook his head and said, "no, after the total lunar eclipse, it is completely dark. Without the guidance of light, I can't determine the direction. What's more, I can't see anything in this ghost weather."

Hong Kui patted him on the shoulder and said, "then rest first and wait until it clears up."

The advantage of carrying a sled dog is that it can pull a lot more things. They set up a temporary tent behind a big stone that can block the wind slightly, replenished some water and food, and then quietly waited for the weather to improve.

While they were praying in the tent that the wind and snow would soon stop, the dogs outside barked.

The Indian guide was the first to rush out of the tent for fear that something might happen to his beloved dogs. Hong Kui followed, and Huangliang was the last to go out.

As soon as he got out of the tent, he saw a strange scene:

It was still snowy outside, and nine Alaskan dogs huddled together and shivered in the strong wind. But they all looked up and sobbed at the sky.

In the sky, there is a bright moon hanging at the moment.

A huge white wolf stood on the protruding rock in front of him. Its hair is whiter than the snow in Denali mountains. Its eyes twinkled with green light, like two emeralds left on the snow field.

On a peak of nearly 5000 meters above sea level in Denali mountain, on a windy and snowy night, the White Wolf howled at the bright moon in the sky.

Its white body turned into a black silhouette in the bright moonlight.

The howling penetrated the night, the sky and the earth.

Then a small gap appeared on the edge of the moon.

The total lunar eclipse began.