Chen Badai didn't sleep all night, and in the middle of a dream, the people he had seen in this life, the ghost-faced skeletons in the Valley of the Dead, and even his dead grandfather, were laughing at himself, laughing at his destined to live in the shadow of Wang Xingguo in this life.

"Ma Ying doesn't decide the height of the sky, he only trembles under the wings of the eagle......" the ghostly villain said with a grin, Chen Badai angrily tried to catch him, but couldn't catch anything.

The sun had risen, Chen Badai heard the sound of others getting up, and Mr. Min beside him also opened the tent and went out to breathe fresh air, but Chen Badai was still lying in the tent, feeling drowsy and weak.

The voices of the people outside the tent slowly drove away the villain in Chen Badai's mind, Chen Badai supported himself, his head was aching faintly, he took out the medicine bottle, there was still half a bottle of medicine left, but according to his dosage of three tablets at a time, it was not enough for him to use for a few days.

Today is the moment to reveal the facts, Chen Badai can't fall down at the last moment, Chen Badai poured out 3 pills and swallowed his stomach, sat for a few more minutes, and his faintly aching head began to ease.

When Chen Badai walked out of the tent, everyone was closing the camp, and Wang Xingguo was a little strange to see Chen Badai getting up so late.

Without saying a word, Chen Badai took out a can and put it on the gas stove to heat it, everyone else had basically eaten breakfast, Tchaikov sat on a stone, looking at the mountains in the distance, holding a small wine jug in his hand, and replenished his energy with vodka for the day, Dick raised his head and looked high, not far away was where the scepter was, the turning point of his fate......

"Thank you yesterday." Wang Xingguo walked over, gently patted Chen Badai's shoulder and said.

"Hmm." Chen Badai responded coldly.

"Xia Ruobing said, that cave is not far from above." Wang Xingguo hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again.

"Got it." It's still a few bytes of indifference.

After a short discussion yesterday, everyone agreed that since they had arrived here, it was a pity to evacuate, Tchaikov and Xia Ruobing insisted on moving on, Wang Xingguo did not object, but what they had to face next was not the danger of the snow mountain, but the relationship between Chen Badai and himself after the appearance of the scepter......

In the face of risk, no matter who it is, it must rely on others to survive, and there is an undercurrent surging under unity and cooperation, but when the greatest temptation appears, who can guarantee that people will not lose their minds?

Wang Xingguo thought that Chen Badai's opinion was very important, and he very much wanted to know what Chen Badai would do after seeing the scepter.

But Chen Badai didn't mean to continue talking, his attention was on the can heated on the gas stove, and the aroma of the can was filled in the air, which attracted Dick too, and seeing Dick approaching, Wang Xingguo felt a little embarrassed, so he had to retreat.

"It's up there, and I can feel it calling me." Dick said to Chen Badai with certainty.

"Hmm." Chen Badai was still very cold.

"What is he doing here?" Dick asked.

"Thank you for saving Xia Ruobing."

"Hah...... Maybe I want to fight for the best forbidden land hunter in my hands. "This is not the time to give trust to others, if Chen Badai falls to Wang Xingguo at this time, he will break the delicate balance between everyone.

"I'll let you get the scepter, Dick, and you don't have to worry about that." Chen Badai's canned food was heated, and he picked up the can from the gas stove and prepared to eat breakfast.

"That's for the best." Dick wasted no time in reminding Chen Badai again, "Get ready for the moment when the height of the sky will be determined." ”

Tchaikov's vodka was also getting less and less, he had to save a little, and after replenishing a little vodka, Tchaikov moved his muscles and bones to prepare for today's challenge.

"Min, you've been watching it all morning, can you see something?" Tchaikov squinted at Mr. Min, and when he got up, he was so preoccupied that he sat down like a cat in the corner of the platform, looking fixedly at the ice hill below.

Mr. Min smiled at Tchaikov: "Soon, there will be results soon." ”

Tchaikov was confused by these words, and he was in no mood to find someone to be funny in the morning, so Pandey and Sherpa packed up their gear, put on their backpacks, and prepared to go.

Yesterday's avalanche had unleashed the power of the mountains, and the stones that had been hidden by the snow were exposed, and without the hindrance of the snow, the procession moved much faster, and at noon they saw the mouth of the cave, and when they looked up from this angle, it was as if the mountains had opened their mouths and shouted to the sky!

"How did they get here 2,000 years ago?" Pandey was out of breath, and the higher the altitude, the slower Pandey's speed became, and the mountains were indeed not suitable for the old man.

Mr. Min stood there, looking at the entrance of the cave, this time he was closer than 20 years ago, that cave was the secret that Bing'er was pursuing, and it was the obsession he had been searching for for 20 years!

Mr. Min looked down, looked at the two Persephone coats of arms on his neckline, and gently stroked them with his hand: "Soon, soon we will be there, Princess Loulan......"

"Hah...... Min, why do you have an extra badge? Tchaikov gasped and walked past Mr. Min when he noticed a shiny badge on his neckline.

Mr. Min just smiled at him and didn't answer.

"Min, after getting the scepter, have you figured out how to divide Loulan's treasure with Dick?" Tchaikov said jokingly.

The closer to the entrance of the cave, the more tense the atmosphere of competition became, Dick couldn't help but speed up, Gao Shan's reaction was left behind by him at this time, how could Tchaikov show weakness, and his feet were brisk, although Mr. Min was unhurried all the way, but he did not lag behind while maintaining a constant speed, which was bitter for Pandey's grandfather, who saw that he was close to the cave, but his steps were heavy, and every step he took seemed to have dozens of Tchaikov-like men dragging his legs, and Sherpa had to accompany him at the end, pulling and dragging all the way......

“GOD！ I admit I'm getting old...... "Pandey managed to move to the platform at the entrance of the cave, and he threw himself on a big horse in the snow on the platform, never wanting to get up again.

"Hah! Borderlands, first-served, first-served! "Tchaikov was excited, he was the first person to come here in hundreds of years.

Dick's breath has not yet been even, Tchaikov is indeed stronger than himself, this way of competition, Dick has reached the limit, at this time his feet are so sore that he can't lift up, seeing Tchaikov's proud appearance, he reached out and pinched the pistol in his pocket......

"There are traces of people here!" The sunlight shone into the hole, and at the junction of sunlight and darkness, Xia Ruobing saw some traces that looked like pictures.

This sentence seems to give Dick a shot in the arm! Ignoring the sore thighs, he stepped into the cave first.

“OH！ SHIT！ Tchaikov was trying to replenish himself with a little vodka energy to make Dick lose more ugly in the next competition, but he didn't expect Dick, who was still panting and unable to move just now, to enter the cave before himself!

Tchaikov didn't bother to enjoy the spicy taste of the vodka, and the lid of the flask was not screwed properly, and he ran in after Dick.

Dick ran in first, Tchaikov chased closely, in the shaking headlamp, Dick saw that there were indeed some patterns on the cave wall, and when Xia Ruobing caught up, he saw a line of cinnabar writing on the stone wall at a glance.

These patterns and handwriting have gone through thousands of years, and they look a little dull, cinnabar is a pigment that can only be used by the royal family, and when Xia Ruobing saw that line of words, his excited heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"What is written?" Dick couldn't read Lu Wen, but he also realized the importance of the words.

"The royal family is in the lineage, where the king is." Xia Ruobing said.

"Proof of this?" Tchaikov's eyes widened.

"The royal family of Loulan has been here before!" Xia Ruobing said affirmatively.

"Huh?! Ha ha! Tchaikov laughed happily, it seems that the high priest did not lie!

Dick stepped forward and couldn't help but reach out and touch the line.

"Don't touch it!" Xia Ruobing stopped him.

"But these patterns don't seem to be left over from that era, do they?" Tchaikov saw some other patterns in the aperture of the headlamp, which was depicted here as if it were a war, as if seen somewhere......

Tchaikov remembered that when he was in the fortress, the high priest once took out a parchment scroll, and the pictures in the parchment scroll recorded the war that took place 2,000 years ago when the Loulan people crossed the Black River......

But the picture on the wall of the cave was more like graffiti than the picture in the parchment, and Tchaikov saw a picture of a man holding something aloft, surrounded by several samurai with long knives roaring and eager to attack, and not far from them was a cliff, and farther away, a group of people who were pressed by the black, and it was obvious that they were surrounded.

"This is supposed to be what the High Priest said, the King of the Undead was chanting a spell to summon more undead warriors, and was interrupted by the pursuing warriors......" Tchaikov remembered this scene in the High Priest's parchment scroll.

2,000 years ago, the people by the Black River, their writing was not developed, pictures were their best way to record history, when they won the war, they used pictures to hastily record the results of the war on the cave wall......

The scribbled mural could not provide more clues, since this was the place where the migratory Loulan people had come, there should be more clues in the depths.

The royal family of Loulan has been here before, so this is also a royal city, but this place is indeed too different from the royal city that everyone imagined.

It seems that it is not appropriate to describe it as dilapidated, it has not been built at all, the cave still retains the original appearance of hundreds of thousands of years ago, only some traces on the cave wall occasionally show that someone has visited, if it is not for the existence of Lu Wen, it will make people suspect that this was a place where primitive people showed their artistic talents......