"It was indeed bitten to death by a poisonous snake, and the venom rheology changed all over the body." Qiu Yan examined the professor's body, and still maintained the terrified expression when he died, the pair of godless eyes behind the glasses had not yet closed, and his whole body was blue, and under the illumination of the flashlight, he licked and wiped a little miserable and weird.

Li Mowu and the professor have been together for the longest time, and I haven't heard how they met, and usually likes to jokingly call him a 'nerd'. Qiu Yan likes his straightforward and fast-talking personality very much, but unexpectedly, thinking of this, Qiu Yan couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Qiu Yan checked the professor's backpack, except for a few worn-out books, there was only one black notebook left. Qiu Yan reacted a few times at will, there was no doubt that all the information recorded in it was about Tianmang, and he couldn't help but shake his head, it seemed that Professor Tianmang had reached the level of obsession, and he was about to close it, but Yu Guang saw that the last page of the note was vaguely marked with words.

'Wildflowers on the steppe that witnessed the death of the gods, and the wind farther away than far; In the distance, there is only a wild flower condensed in death, and the bright moon is like a mirror, hanging high over the grassland, reflecting thousands of years..'

The deceased was gone, Li Mowu dug a pit in the sunny place of the mountain forest, rolled up the professor's body with a blanket, buried it on the spot, and finally he shoveled the sapper down and planted it in front of the small mound, which can be regarded as leaving a tombstone for the old friend.

Before leaving, Qiu Yan looked at Li Mowu's back, his body trembled slightly, he turned his head to look at the small mound in front of him, and suddenly remembered a passage on the fragment of the Buddha's Ning Heart Mantra, and muttered in a low voice. "May all my merits be dedicated to the deceased, and may he die a good life as soon as possible, be free from suffering and be happy, and become a Buddha for the benefit of all people." Then calmly said to Xiao Li. "Let's go."

.....

Standing in this position, the mountain in front of you seems unattainable. Qiu Yan looked back at the low-lying slope along the way, if you subtract this height, the location where the river runs through the mountain should be halfway up the mountain, he relied on the vague path and mountain forest experience given by Xiao Li, and once again verified his inference, he wiped the sweat that was constantly oozing from the pain, and got up to climb the mountain.

Xiao Li tried to remember the path up the mountain with Xijiang at that time, and looked around as he walked up.

"Xiao Li, are you separated from Xijiang here?" Qiu Yan broke the silence and asked.

Xiao Li scratched his head, as if recalling, and then said uncertainly. "Should.. A little further on.."

After Qiu Yan walked a few dozen meters, he saw a broken branch with a large piece of bark. Qiu Yan put the flashlight into his hat, wrung it on, and looked up and down the branches, a strand of hair still wrapped around it, and it was recognizable.

"It should be around here." After Qiu Yan looked around, he whispered to Lejin and Li Mowu.

Lejin kicked the stone under his feet. "Just kidding, what's here? Rough stone remnants, broken walls and willows? ”

"If you don't believe my reasoning, go find it yourself."

"Hey, hey, can you two stop the meeting first, our first task is to find the old man Xijiang first and find out if he is still alive, otherwise everything will be in vain, nonsense..."

Qiu Yan snorted and stopped making a sound, and continued to walk with Xiao Li, when the four of them passed through a long mountain passage, their eyes suddenly opened up, and their ears rang. I saw a meandering stream flowing past me, and its source was the source of the roar. A huge curtain of water was presented in front of everyone. The water crashes against the shore rocks, making a loud noise, and the splash of water instantly turns into curling white smoke, which then dissipates and repeats.

"Let's take a break and replenish the water by the way." Qiu Yan looked at the waterfall and spoke to Li Mowu, then stepped forward and squatted on the riverside, took some water and washed his face.

"According to Xiao Li's oral inference, it is centered on the place of the professor's death, and the diameter of the scattered is no more than one kilometer, but the traces we have searched have not moved at all."

"Is it that we are going in the wrong direction, you know, it is easy to lose your senses in the mountains." Li Mo armed the kettle and asked Qiuyan.

"It's not a matter of direction, it's a matter of people, don't forget what Xijiang does, he may have discovered something we didn't find, and this thing should be something we ignored..."

At the same time, Xiao Li unconsciously came to the foot of the waterfall, looked up, and the sky was so blue, so comfortable, and so cool against the backdrop of the waterfall. Since meeting Qiu Yan, she seems to have left all her worries and sorrows behind, as if Qiu Yan is her guardian, and she can feel at ease.

She walked to the waterfall, crouched down, and slid her hand over the water, causing ripples, her eyes rolling, sudden, and stopped.

In her gaze, a mountain rock was reflected, which seemed to look like a door. She looked up at the waterfall, then at the water, and repeated it several times before she noticed the strange scene. She stood up and walked over slowly, side by side with the waterfall, looking up at this mountain forest, suddenly, there was an itchy feeling in her ears, a little cool, she turned her eyes to see that it was a piece of dry grass. She felt it quietly, the wind seemed to be blowing from inside, she didn't stop at all, and soon seeped into the dry grass with her grip on Sanmei.

Xiao Li vigorously tore open the dead grass, there was no imaginary rhizome connected, and under the dead grass, a hole was in sight.

Xiao Li looked at the entrance of the cave and was stunned for half a minute, and only when she came back to her senses did she shout. "Qiu Yan, Qiu Yan, come on!"

Qiu Yan, who was talking to Li Mowu on the riverside, heard the shout, stepped forward, and looked at the dark entrance of the cave, a little dumbfounded. "The dead grass was obviously put up by man."

Qiu Yan raised the flashlight and shone it forward, but the light was not the rough cliffs, it seemed that there was a wider space ahead. At the foot of the cave, the moss at the entrance of the cave still scratched and scratched, and along these traces, several raised rocks stretched from the mouth of the cave to the river at the foot.

"Could it be Xijiang?" Li Mowu was also surprised.

"I'm not sure, but one thing is certain, the foreign mercenaries found in the barren valley are not the only ones who are looking for the Tianmang coffin."

"Qiu Yan, look at the river." Xiao Li came to the riverside and pointed to the reflection in the center of the river. "Look, look.."

"Hey, this is a sub-spectacle, the mountains, forests and rivers are integrated, reflecting the gossip of the four directions, opening with the door, but this hole.. It seems like.. It seems to be.. The location of the keyhole..."

"Then, to go in or not to go in." Li Mowu seems to be a little hairy about these, and what he has encountered in the past few days has to make him refresh his understanding of the world.

"Enter!" Le Jin didn't know when he stood behind the three of them, took the lead, and took the lead in getting in.