The strength of Baektu Mountain is too huge, how to break the game, when I decided to come over, I was already thinking about this problem. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The appearance of the falcon was the first step in my attempt to kill people with a knife.

However, hatred is not enough to push the falcon's people to come and fight hard, so the dragon vein qi in this snow cave. It was the bait I threw out.

Tempting me to take advantage of it is what will allow me to achieve my goal in the end.

So we have to wait, until the falcons figure out why Baektu Mountain got so many people here, and when they know the information about the black dragon's qi, they can't help but take action. That's where our opportunity comes in.

None of the rest of the group had any opinion on my decision.

After all, if I insist on going to the snow cave now, then with a few of us, it is really no different from suicide, and being able to calm down and think about the problem and look for opportunities is what everyone wants to see this time.

The four of us hid in this mortuary camp for the time being.

The mortuary camp is divided into two parts, one side is covered and the staff sorts, bags, organizes and files the work. On the other side is a natural storage area surrounded by fences and felt cloth, but there is no ceiling on it, because there will be a fire inside the shed to maintain the temperature, but the outside is very cold here, and it is not a problem to store it for a short time.

We were with a bunch of dead people, and we had nothing to worry about except that we had to watch out for people moving corpses to and from here.

And there is an open view of the snow cave not far away.

As time passed, more than 150 corpses were sent over, and these should have been the people of Baekdu Mountain who had fought with the falcons before and then were killed, many of whom had incomplete hands and feet. Some even had broken heads, looking very miserable, and the handling here was also very rough, and they didn't even bother to do the burial of the remains, and directly stuffed people into body bags. And the extra stump and broken body were directly thrown away.

The smell of blood drew the hungry snow wolves nearby, and the beasts cried all night in the nearby valley, making their hearts frizzy.

This work continued until dawn, when no one brought it again.

Our solution was to steal a body bag and wrap ourselves in it. Then throw it into a dry corner and hide inside to sleep.

Although the quality of this body bag is not good, because it is a cultivator, it will not freeze to death.

Sleeping next to the pile of dead people is not an easy thing, and there are many psychological obstacles to overcome, but fortunately, the children of the rivers and lakes are not very taboo about these things, so endure it, and it will pass.

So in the daylight I crept out and looked into the distance, and saw signs of a large group of men gathering there.

In front of these men, there was a bitter gourd-faced face who was giving them a lecture.

The bitter gourd face was so characteristic that people could remember it at a glance, and after his brief speech and speech, all the personnel of the Baektu Mountain kept raising their fists high and shouting slogans loudly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. The hall is low-drawn.

The sound was deafening, and it was not afraid of an avalanche.

He was apparently summing up what had happened yesterday, and firmly told everyone he was dealing with that he would find them, bring them to justice, and hold on to their vengeance.

Then the gang believed, and began to work happily and industriously.

Next, I saw that the valley became lively, and many ordinary people who had been caught here began to carry the building materials, and then sent them to the snow cave, and as the project began, I also saw the true face of the snow cave, which was actually a crack more than ten meters long and three or four meters wide, and the slope was downward.

We don't know what happened inside, but seeing the people who had been forcibly taken here gave me another idea.

After the observation, I found Qiu Sandao in the mortuary camp and discussed with him the possibility of pretending to be a migrant worker to enter the snow cave.

After listening to my plan, Qiu Sandao pondered for a while and told me that only he could go here.

I asked why?

Qiu Sandao pointed at the Song sisters and said that the two of them were women, and they were exposed as soon as they were found, and you couldn't understand Xianyu at all, let alone speak it, so once something happened, if someone spot-checked it at that time, the problem would be troublesome - only I could come and go freely, so I just went.

Despite what he said, I wanted to see it for myself.

The reason why this is so is because I also want to feel up close what that black dragon's qi is like.

After all, I am also very interested in this thing, and if I can gain something, the more I can increase the probability of rescuing my brother.

Qiu Sandao thought for a while, and then told me that it was okay, but you might need to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

I laughed and said this was no problem at all.

I found the Song sisters again and let them lurk here, and we went to find out the news first.

Xue Jun didn't have any opinion on my decision, but Xue Jian was a little unhappy, saying why do you go to see the excitement, we have to be here, with a bunch of dead people?

I didn't speak, but Miss Xuejun persuaded her sister to come, saying that since you have come here, you have to obey the arrangements of Brother Wang and Senior Brother Qiu, and don't play petty at will, aren't they also doing this for our good?

Yukimi pursed his lips and said cut.

But she didn't say anything more.

Qiu Sandao was born to be a spy, and he took me around this camp for a while, and soon came to the vicinity of the camp where the laborers lived, touched two sets of local clothes at random and put them on, and received tools on the side, and then mixed into the crowd of laborers, and he and I carried a large log and walked to the side of the snow cave.

Before leaving, Qiu Sandao and I both left our weapons in the mortuary camp for the Song sisters to take care of, and only Qiu Sandao carried the shortest sharp knife with him.

At the crack in the snow cave, there were ten sentry posts.

These people are straight, like a green pine, standing upright, looking at the nose and nose, looking at the heart, not moving, as if they were sculptures, showing twelve points of high spirit, seeing their bright eyes and high bulging temples, you know that they are all good hands.

Qiu Sandao told me just now that these people should be the personal guards of the young master of Baitou Mountain, composed of the most elite personnel in Baitou Mountain, and all of them are strong people who are strong with one as ten.

There are still ninety such people, and there are still ninety young masters of Baitou Mountain.

These 100 people formed the personal guard of the young lord of Paektu Mountain, which was the foundation for him to consolidate his position and the key source of maintaining his dominance.

I felt a bit like the falcons of the Huang family in Jingmen, but they seemed a little stiff, as if they were killing machines, with no emotion, only cold obedience.

Bringing these people over to watch the snow caves, it can be seen that Baektu Mountain attaches great importance to the snow caves.

It feels as if they are ready to take advantage of this opportunity to achieve great things.

That's why you have to fight for your life.

We were stopped, a lewd man with triangular eyes stood in front of us, and muttered to Qiu Sandao, who was carrying a wooden head in front, that guy is usually domineering and heroic, but in front of this person, he performed very hesitantly, like an honest man who farms all day long, and he can't wait to bow his head into the crotch of his pants.

His performance won the trust of the foreman, but he was still searched.

My heart sank, that guy had a knife on his body.

However, just as I was about to make a move, the triangular-eyed foreman found nothing, but looked at me and said a few words to me.

To be honest, I didn't understand it at all, except for Smecta.

At this time, Qiu Sandao stood up again, nodded to the foreman, and pointed at me again, and I also cooperated with "Aba, Aba", dancing and talking, the triangular-eyed foreman walked up to me with a puzzled face, pinched the flesh on my body, searched my body again, and then spit on me with a gloomy face, nodded and let go.

Qiu Sandao and I carried the wood inside, passed a hand-built staircase, and came to the bottom with a drop of about ten meters, I couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Where is your knife?" ”

Qiu Sandao smiled proudly and said Guess?

I said I hid your crotch.

Qiu Sandao rolled his eyes and said You think it's a grenade, just hide it? I'm hiding in that wood, and if anything happens, I can pull it out and cut people at any time.

I didn't say more, but looked left and right around the environment, and found that there was a hole under the snow cave, a space almost the size of a football field, and on top of the walls on all sides, there were actually crystal frozen walls, and the arrival of Baektu Mountain made this place a huge construction site, full of scaffolding and migrant workers coming and going, as well as children wearing the iconic cotton jackets of Baektu Mountain, were looking around with a serious face, supervising the workers.

We were called all the way to the front, and the wood was piled up in the designated place, and we saw that there was a huge cliff not far away, and there were busy workers at the mouth of the cliff.

You can't walk through it and take a look, but you can feel its depth.

I wanted to go over and take a look, but Qiu Sandao reached out and grabbed my clothes, I didn't know what was going on, but I heard someone shouting, as if singing, and then the surroundings immediately became quiet.

A path was cut out of the crowd, and I saw about two dozen men, dressed like the guards at the door, huddled around a man and a woman, walking towards this direction.

The man is a fat man who looks familiar, but I know the woman.

Song Xuezhu, my ex-fiancée.