He wanted to go home and see if his parents were okay. ∮

But for the sake of prudence, he didn't dare to go back for the time being, and even needed to leave Jiangbei quickly.

I'm not sure if Bai Wuchang has any suspicions, and then planted an ambush scout at home to monitor his family, although he has already had the ability to wipe out countless Yin soldiers with a snap of his fingers, but it is not safe after all. The longer he was in contact, the more he realized how terrifying the power of black and white impermanence was, and it was not at all what it seemed.

Go to Brother Jue first, he has always been scheming and resourceful, and he can think of a thoroughness that he can't imagine.

Thinking like this, the fool in Fengxian Village was suddenly stunned, and his brows furrowed: "Strange, why did I suddenly have an inexplicable calling in my heart?" Want to go to Tarzan? ”

He muttered, startling himself. What's going on? How did this inspiration come about, so strong, so clear, so precise?

I've had a calling, I've heard of a mysterious calling, and that kind of inspiration is all about wanting to go in a certain direction. And the first time I encountered such a clear and clear calling, it was Mount Tai, pointing directly to Mount Tai.

"What does Tarzan have?"

His brow furrowed.

Raising his eyes to the woods on the west side of the road, there was a wandering spirit enjoying the coolness, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the wandering spirit flew over in horror.

The fool asked, "Where are you?" ”

After saying that, I saw the wandering spirit wearing a black tunic with three big embroidered gold characters on his chest - Zhongyuan Society.

Without waiting for the spirit to exit, he said, "Are you from Zhongyuan Society?" ”

"Who are you, you know that I am from the Zhongyuan Society and still don't let go, and now that the right path is over, you dare to bully me like this?"

The geist said with a nod.

The fool laughed: "Don't want those useless. Let me ask you, where is your president, Qu Xiang? Where is Zhang Jue? ”

"What? You can hear me. Are you a human or a ghost? "The geist was terrified, nonsense. But they don't hear.

"I'm not human."

“……”

After some conversation, the fool let go of the geist and muttered, "Mount Everest? Brother Jue and Qu Xiang actually went to Mount Everest together? What do they do on Mount Everest? ”

The geist took his leave, and had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard a fool's voice behind him: "I'm sorry, no one can know my whereabouts now." ”

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a ball of fire 'poof' rise out of thin air, and the geist spirit did not make a sound at all, and its soul was completely scattered.

I stopped in place for a long time. The fool's brows furrowed, no matter what they were going to do, find Brother Jue first.

As for the call of Tarzan, he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it for the time being. Now he is like a frightened bird, how dare he go to the place where he is inspired at will? In case that inspiration is a trap set by Bai Wuchang who doubted that he was not dead, he wanted to attract himself to the past. And then what about waiting for the rabbit?

It is important to find Brother Jue first, and he can only be safe if he is by his side. It doesn't matter about ability, Wang Kangjian is now stronger than Zhang Jue, but Zhang Jue's resourcefulness. But it can make anyone feel safe.

After thinking for a moment, the fool's figure began to fade, and then disappeared completely.

It has been nine days since it reappeared. The wind skimmed, and he flew at a rapid pace.

Stealth! Flight!

He turned out to be ......

'Buzz'

The roar of a diesel ice chisel. It began to sound at an altitude of more than 7,000 meters on Mount Everest.

This kind of high-frequency oscillation is extremely easy to cause avalanches. This is a ruining disaster for the climbers who are climbing, and for the climbers who are climbing on the North Col. However, the people of Zhongyuan Society have already imposed martial law at the foot of Mount Everest, and anyone who wants to climb Mount Everest and walk to the foot of the mountain will encounter ghosts hitting the wall. There is only a way to go back, there is no way up the mountain.

In the entire Mount Everest, only Zhang Jue and his party waited.

Seeing Zhang Jue constantly using the ice chisel, on top of those 10,000-year-old ice, according to a certain law, not deep chisel, Qu Xiang asked, "What is this for?" ”

Zhang Jue smiled: "Have you ever heard of fixed-point blasting?" ”

"I've heard of it."

"Well, according to the formula in explosives, the result we want is to blast this layer of ice to open a hole without affecting other mountains and ice, then we need this way, dig a pit, and fill it with explosives according to a certain proportion. Needless to say, the power of the explosives can only lift this layer of ice, but it will have no effect on other places. ”

"Brother Jue, how do you know that there is only one layer of ice?"

Zhang Jue coughed dryly and said with some embarrassment: "Let's assume that there is a cave space below, and there is only a layer of ice on it. Hypothesis. ”

"What if it's not?"

"No, think of another way!"

"What if this layer of 10,000-year-old ice is not a layer, but tens of meters thick? What if under tens of meters of ice, there are rocks clinging to the wall of Mount Everest, and there are tamped structures? ”

Zhang Jue stopped the ice chisel, kicked Qu Xiang into the air, looked at Qu Xiang who got up and shook the snowflakes in his collar, and scolded angrily: "Get out, where is there so much in case." ”

Xu Amu saw that his uncle was eating deflated under the master's hands, and he didn't dare to fight back, which was funny. just showed a hint of a smile, but saw Zhang Jue and Qu Xiang's eyes.

Zhang Jue kicked Xu Amu into the air: "You also get out." ”

Xu Amu got up from the snowdrift, didn't dare to speak, and wanted to leave quickly. Unexpectedly, his neck tightened, but he was restrained by Qu Xiang, and when he turned around, he saw a sneering face looking at him.

Xu Amu hurriedly explained: "I didn't laugh at you. ”

"Let's talk somewhere else."

A moment later, behind an ice cliff, Xu Amu's screams were heard. Qu Xiang beat him, he didn't dare to fight back. Not only Qu Xiang, but he didn't dare to fight back if anyone beat him, his seniority was too low, and there was no way.

"What the hell are you looking for? I have known for a long time that when you come to Everest, it is definitely not for tourism. What the hell are you looking for? ”

Above the nine heavens, the young man was nervous and looked down with an anxious face. He has determined that Zhang Jue is looking for treasure.

When I came to Mount Everest, I didn't see him climb to the top to conquer the mountain, so I saw that he had his troops stationed there, studying a piece of ice in the mouth of the wind.

This is curious, it stands to reason that there is basically no treasure in this world that can make Zhang Jue's heart move and act right. All he has to do is to honestly accumulate merit points and enjoy the beauty of the mortal world by the way. So he concluded that there must be a treasure here.

But what is the treasure? The young man can't think of anything else that can attract Zhang Jue in this world?

'Poof'

There was a soft sound, and the sound was the same volume as a fart.

There is not much movement, and when you step on the snow, you just feel the numbness under your feet, and you don't feel it.

Zhang Jue stood ten meters away, looking nervous.

Xu Amu and Qu Xiang covered their ears, and the two of them lay in the snow. Hearing that the mountain was going to be blown up, those bodyguards were also nervous and lay down in the snow early, Zhang Jue tried his best to explain that there was no movement at the fixed point, and there was not much movement, and they didn't listen.

"Finished, finished?"

Qu Xiang asked in disbelief.

Zhang Jue ignored him, quickly ran towards the 10,000-year-old ice layer, lying on the snow and looking into the pit, but saw that the 10,000-year-old ice cracked out of a regular prototype crack.

A flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed: "The ice is not deep, it is not deep, Qu Xiang, Amu, copy guy." ”

A moment later, the 10,000-year-old ice layer that had been blown up and the sewer manhole cover was drilled out by a drill bit and passed through it with steel wire. The three of them worked hard in unison to pull out the round cake-like 10,000-year-old ice.

Only after separation, did I know that the ice was not thick for 10,000 years, only about 30 centimeters. Below, however, is the body of Mount Everest, a hard cyan rock.

The three of them hurriedly tossed aside the manhole cover-like ice, jumped into the snow pit, and looked at the cyan rocks.

The appearance of this cyan rock surprised them, as if they had found a heavy treasure.

It was no ordinary rock, it was smooth and mirror-like, with traces of artificial carving. There are lines, like a painting, but the hole is too small to see what it is.

But knowing that the ice is not thick, it is easy to do, and then, Zhang Jue and the three of them hurriedly cleared all the snow nearby, and then used iron chisels and hammers to break the ice and peel off the ice layer little by little.

When the rock below showed a dozen square meters in size, they could see it clearly, and at the same time they were stunned.

But I saw that there was a line of writing on the cyan rock. Each one is carved in character and looks quite ancient.

Luckily, the words are clear.

Unfortunately, I couldn't read what the words were.

But the reassuring thing is that this is not some alien script, it seems to be Tibetan. And what makes people desperate is that this seems to be ancient Tibetan, not modern Tibetan. It's even harder than an oracle to recognize.

But fortunately, there is a door on this bluestone, which is a two-leaf opening and closing type, which is not grandiose, but has a strong atmosphere.

And the tragedy is...... This door is painted.

The three of them were completely dumbfounded, looking at the cyan rock under their feet, as well as the painted door and the line of words, looking at each other and speechless for a long time. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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