Chapter 211: The Great Calamity (3)

Xiao Zhai has always been obsessed with that cave, and she seems to have a bad impression of shamanism, always with a kind of hostility and provocation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Gu Yu noticed this, but she didn't say it, and he didn't ask.

As the scope of the vision expanded, it took a little more effort to enter each time. So they try to breathe as much as possible, prepare well, and try to get it done all at once.

They did not start from the grape ditch, but chose the nearest straight line distance, and flew all kinds of vertical and horizontal on the rocky wall of the mountain. The red mist of the red snakes that rose was dancing wildly around him, like hell.

After running for a long time, I finally saw a cliff protruding in front of me, and there was a huge stone sandwiched between the fractures, which was the hanging stone.

"Bang!"

The two of them jumped directly from the cliff and landed near the cave. There seems to be no change here, and the hole that has been cut by the fire cloud needle is still shoddy and open.

But when they saw it, they were immediately surprised: the inside of the cave was still pitch black, and it felt unfathomable. Gu Yu bent down to probe, yes, there was still some coolness in the cave, and it was completely undisturbed from the outside.

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The two of them looked at each other, and it was amazing!

Xiao Zhai frowned and said, "There must be some arrangement in the cave, or it is a feng shui bureau in itself." Otherwise, under this power, it is impossible to remain cool. ā€

"Does shamanism have a feng shui theory?" asked Gu Yu.

"Feng Shui is from the ancient witchcraft, but I'm not sure if those people have a lineage. Or maybe there's still a shadow of the Dao Gate here?"

Xiao Zhai came up with a bold idea, saying, "My initial guess may be wrong, they are not only raising insects, but by raising insects, to achieve another more important goal. ā€

"Yes, when they talked to me, they did say that they were looking for something. It's a pity that we don't understand feng shui and can't get any clues. ā€

"Well, I'd love to go in and have a look. Xiao Zhai also sighed.

Now the situation is exceptional, and they will not rush in. Because if you go in, you have to alarm the insects, and if you are alarmed, you will be scared, and if you are shocked, you will mobilize spiritual power, and then you will be overwhelmed by the fire aura***.

The two of them studied it, and still wrote down the mountain situation here so that they could find someone to see each other.

"Among the people we know, it seems that the fat man Wang is proficient in feng shui. "Kosai.

"He should be recruited, ...... with that little zombie"

Gu Yu shook his head and said worriedly: "Alas, I really don't like to deal with them. ā€

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"Stand back!"

"Stand back!"

"Boom!"

With a few shouts and the roar of the engine, the convoy carried personnel and supplies, and fled desperately backwards.

Within a few minutes of leaving, the small observatory was engulfed, and the house creaked and squeezed under the raging fire aura, as if it was about to collapse in the next second.

The red mist walked an average of one kilometer every 24 minutes, and they waited for more than an hour, but they still didn't see Lu Yuanqing come out. Retreat from the cordon began until the observation post, and now there is no stronghold.

After the convoy drove for a while, the scientific researchers jumped down, drew another cordon, and planted a flagpole. The distance between the flagpoles is about an hour's journey of the red mist.

The six soldiers in charge of security were worried, they had also gone in and tried it, but they couldn't hold it out for five minutes, and they worked desperately to save their lives.

But now, Lu Yuanqing is stuck in alive alone, and there is no news, and he really has no confidence. But as I said before: we will retreat, but we will never leave!

They just waited, and from time to time they followed up to report the situation.

"Knock knock!"

A soldier poured a bottle of water and asked, "How long has it been?"

"It's been more than two hours. ā€

"I think it's more auspicious. ā€

"Don't be a crow's mouth!" shouted the squad leader.

"What's the crow's mouth? No matter how high Lu Daochang's ability is, it's been so long, I can't hold it. ā€

The man was not gloating, he was complaining, but his expression was very gloomy. He took the bottle and took a few more sips, when he was suddenly slapped by his comrade-in-arms next to him.

"Poof!"

His arm trembled, he choked a big mouthful, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Look, is there a person?"

"Where?"

"Where!

In the midst of the noise, everyone looked forward in unison, only to see a faint black shadow moving in the thick red mist, looking short and slow.

"It's back!"

The squad leader suddenly shouted, and then said, "It looks like the situation is not good, we have to go and respond!"

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!"

The three soldiers responded immediately, jumped into the car in a panic, stepped on the accelerator in an instant, and crashed headlong into the red mist. They held on for a limited time, so they drove up to them like crazy, and saw Lu Yuanqing at a glance.

Just one word, miserable!

There was no such thing as the previous calmness, his face was pale, his steps were staggering, his body was leaning, and his consciousness was still a little blurred.

"Hurry!"

The soldier driving the car heard the engine humming and hurriedly urged. The two warriors jumped down and carried him straight up, but they didn't have time to sit down, and squeezed into the back seat in a strange position.

"Let's go!"

The off-road vehicle made a U-turn, left a deep mark on the ground, and rushed out of the fog in a blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

As soon as it was out of range, the front cover of the car was a puff of white smoke, and the good end of the vehicle was completely scrapped. Without that kung fu distress, the three soldiers were all out of breath, as if they had been washed with water.

Immediately, a group of people stayed behind to continue to hold on, and a group of people escorted Lu Yuanqing back to the city.

He was already in a semi-comatose state, but he was barely able to support himself, but fortunately, he had a deep foundation, rested for a while, drank a lot of water, and slowly recovered.

When he returned to the city government building, a group of people waited eagerly, and they were all shocked when they saw his tragic situation. The old man stepped forward to condole: "How do you feel?"

"It's okay...... It's a negative trust. ā€

Lu Yuanqing's lips trembled slightly, and he said apologetically: "I only walked most of the way, and when I saw the flame mountain from afar, I felt that I couldn't hold it." ā€

"It's okay, it's okay, what's going on inside?" the old man asked.

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He was silent for a moment, and then said, "Chaos, death, no life." It is like a volcanic eruption, with swirling air masses on the top of the mountain, and the red fog is constantly flowing and does not exhaust for a short time. ā€

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The old man was also silent, and he was also touched by his appearance, and said, "You have a good rest, you have worked hard!"

"I just did my best. ā€

Lu Yuanqing was lying on the bed, watching the other party leave, and suddenly smiled strangely. The impression he needs most now is to be obedient, and whether he succeeds or not, his attitude towards the official is the first place.

Besides, after coming out of the lounge, the professor was very dissatisfied, and kept muttering: "I went to the place in vain, and I brought back too little information, and I thought he could go up the mountain to see ......."

It's a pity that no one pays attention to him, because they are all at a loss.

If the Flaming Mountains continue to wreak havoc, the government will certainly not allow them to cross the Fire Continent, let alone spread across the country. When the time comes, they will desperately destroy themselves with broken muscles and bones, and they will also drop some kind of weapon to directly blow up the mountain of more than 100 kilometers.

They cannot guarantee that it will be effective, nor that there will be no more serious consequences. But after all, it is a method, a method that is cornered.

So, someone has to go deep into it and understand the situation. What if the vision fails and stops erupting?

"That, chief......"

The assistant opened his mouth and suddenly reminded in a low voice: "Don't we have two more?"

"Them?"

The old man lifted the frame of his glasses and said suspiciously: "If Daochang Lu can't do it, they can do it?"

This seems to be very brainless, but it is actually a matter of thinking. Since the Daoist Academy came out of the congenital, the government's attitude has been very subtle, they don't care about the innate strength, they only see the other party as an auxiliary person.

No matter how awesome you are, can you stop bullets? Can you stop rockets and missiles?

When a monk's personal ability has not reached the level of detachment, the government will not care what level you are, what exercises you practice, and how strong you are. In the eyes of the official, no matter how awesome the congenital is, it is also a sudden thing.

The assistant was still quite slippery, and said, "Chief, now that the Flame Mountain is shrouded in a radius of twenty kilometers, and according to our intelligence, they have not appeared in the surveillance zone, so they must be inside." ā€

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The old man pondered for a moment and raised his voice sharply: "Go and get in touch, no, go and please!"