"Little brother, you seem to have a ...... about that mountain. Unusual emotions. Mengli saw that the little brother was looking at the snow-capped mountain of the Genting Heavenly Palace, although his face was expressionless, she could feel that he had a different mood, considered his words, and said tentatively. She wasn't sure how obsessed she was with those things, she wasn't him. All she could do was accompany him.

The little brother was silent for a while before he said, "I don't know, I do have an indescribable feeling about that snowy mountain. ”

"Could it be that you've been to that Genting Heavenly Palace before?" Mengli said jokingly, with a hint of sadness hidden in her eyes.

"......" The little brother was silent, and just when Mengli thought that he couldn't get an answer, the little brother said very seriously: "Maybe I really went." ”

"Little brother, have you really been to Genting Heavenly Palace?" Wu Xie asked in surprise.

The little brother didn't give a clear answer, his brows furrowed, as if he wasn't sure if he had been there or not.

"Then you don't have to keep your face tight." Mengli gently poked his bitter gourd face with her finger, "We're going to get there, everything will be fine......"

It will be good...... Is it? The little brother didn't think much in his heart, but it was another indescribable feeling.

"If the little brother went to the Genting Heavenly Palace but lost his memory, it should have been more than 20 years ago, because the little brother lost his memory in the Xisha Submarine Tomb more than 20 years ago." Wu Xie analyzed.

Wu Xie sorted it out in his heart, the snake eyebrow copper fish in the Lu Palace, the Xisha Submarine Tomb Wang Zanghai and the murals are all related to the Genting Heavenly Palace, the little brother seems to have been to the Lu Palace, and he has also been to the Xisha Submarine Tomb, and may even have been to the Genting Heavenly Palace, these should not be accidental, the little brother's experience seems to be very unusual, and suddenly, Wu Xie felt that the little brother's life experience was covered with a layer of mystery.

"Wu Xie, it's too early to make a conclusion." After Mengli finished speaking, she looked at the little brother again, and "teased": "Little brother, hurry up and smile and make us happy." Maybe there will be a surprise in the next moment~"

The little brother looked at Mengli expressionlessly, ignored her, and continued to look at the snowy mountain.

"Mengli, why do you like to flirt with the little brother now?" Wu Xie asked.

"There's no reason, I just want to tease him." Meng Li replied honestly, raising her eyebrows and looking at Wu Xie, "What, are you jealous?" ”

"Nope." Wu Xie waved his hand nervously and hurriedly denied it.

"At most, next time, I'll let you tease." Mengli looked at him with a wicked smile and said.

Wu Xie found out that he was being teased again, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"Haha, girl, even if the naïve comrade has this thief's heart, he doesn't have the courage to be a thief!" When the fat man heard Mengli's words, he couldn't help laughing, and joked, "If you are naïve and molesting the little brother, the little brother's force will be worth every minute!" ”

"Puff - yes~" Meng Li's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, as if she had thought of something funny.

Just when Mengli was chatting happily with Wu Xie and the fat man, the little brother looked at them, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but no one noticed. Just for a moment, when Mengli looked at him, his face was as expressionless as ever.

Along the way, only Wu Xie and Shunzi have been chatting, talking about geography and humanities, and talking about everything.

Mengli and the others walked for nearly a day before they reached the valley under the Little Saint Snow Mountain.

Camped in a snow cave on the snow slope of about five or six hundred meters above the valley, the group ate something hot, the starry sky at high altitude was incomparably bright and clear, Chen Pia Si used a compass, with the astronomical compass in his heart and the stars in the sky to roughly determine the route for the next day.

The people who walked all the way were sleepy, but it was early in the morning, and the fat man pestered Junzi and asked, "Are there any hot springs around here?" ”

Junko also thought about the hot springs, and was a little embarrassed: "The altitude here is too high, I don't come often, it's a little difficult to find the hot springs, if you feel bored, you can walk around to find it, and by the way, you can also go to see the place where the ancient ancestors were buried, which is more than a kilometer away from where we camped." ”

The inverted bucket always has a special affection for the corpse, and he is idle anyway, and when he heard that there were dead people, Wu Xie and they were all curious.

Chen Pi'a Si was exhausted, Monk Hua took care of him, and the others followed Shunzi to the valley on the left side of the camp, and after walking for less than half an hour, they came to a cliff, below which was the ice valley, and it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Junko found a good place to stop, and threw a cold firework down.

I saw that in the ice at the bottom of the ice valley, there were indeed many black shadows curled up in a ball, dense, some of which could clearly see the shape of a person, and some of them only had small black dots, and there were even some traces of sacrifice around the ice valley.

"Among these corpses, will there be the Dongxia slaves who were building the Spirit Palace at that time?" The fat man asked suddenly.

"I don't have to." The little brother looked at the depths of the ice valley, the cold light that gradually dimmed, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Mengli stood quietly beside him, taking in his look, she thought, she probably couldn't understand the sorrow of the little brother, but she could be infected by his feelings, and grieve his sorrow.

The corpse was buried in the ice, and it was impossible to dig it up, Mengli They looked around, it was tasteless, and they went to look for the hot spring, but they really found a small one, several people washed their feet and faces in the hot spring, and returned to the camp warmly, and told the situation that the monk was envious.

On the snowy mountain, it is also very strange to say, people are sleepy as soon as they are warm, people are also sleepy when they are freezing to death, dinner is noodles, sleepiness hits after eating, and the wind rises outside, Mengli They all enter the sleeping bag early to rest, Shunzi guards the first shift, due to the large number of people, there is no need to rotate people in a day, today's rotation is Shunzi, Lang Feng and Panzi three people.

Wu Xie was very tired, and soon fell asleep, full of thought that he could sleep a sweet night, but he didn't expect to sleep for an hour, Monk Hua, the fat man, Lang Feng, and Pan Zi began to snort at the same time, one after another, like a symphony, he woke up with a nightmare.

I couldn't sleep anymore at this time, and it was uncomfortable to lie down, Wu Xie climbed out of the tent and wanted to change shifts with Junzi, but Shunzi said no, and the two chatted.

Among them, they talked about Junko's father, who also led a group of people into the snowy mountains ten years ago, which was similar to the route that Mengli and they were going to take, but in the end the whole group disappeared into the mountains.

Wu Xie had a lot of thoughts, and when Lang Feng in the second class walked out of the tent, because he had nothing to say, Wu Xie went back to the tent to make up for sleep.

In the deafening snoring, Wu Xie was half-asleep, dreaming of Junzi's father ten years ago, a bearded Junzi led a group of people up the mountain, bizarrely, in the dream, he always felt that he had seen those people somewhere, tossing and turning, and sleeping very unsteadily.

Mengli and the others walked for almost another day, and when they arrived at the Little Saint Snow Mountain, everyone was so tired that they sat down on the ground. The Three Saints Snow Mountain was on their left, and they saw that the top was covered with snow, and because of the setting sun, a strange light blue mist shrouded the entire mountain, and the fairy aura was ethereal, and this scene shocked their hearts.

Suddenly, the little brother next to Mengli knelt down and bowed his head very respectfully towards the Sansheng Snow Mountain in the distance, and his expressionless face actually showed a very sad expression.

Seeing the little brother's movements, Wu Xie was taken aback, and was stunned for a while, not knowing why the little brother made such a respectful salute to the snow mountain, Wu Xie and the others also didn't understand, and they all looked at the little brother directly.

Mengli knew the reason, the kind of sadness on the little brother's body seemed to infect her, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and sighed in her heart.

"Little brother, ...... you" Wu Xie wanted to ask what was going on, but the little brother had already finished bowing, reverted to his previous expression of not caring about everything and not caring about anything, climbed the bare rock on the side, closed his eyes and recuperated.

"Mengli, the little brother really has a special affection for that snow-capped mountain." Wu Xie leaned to Mengli's side and said softly.

"Hmm......" Mengli's voice was dull, Wu Xie couldn't help but glance at her more, Mengli seemed to be a little wrong, but he, a little white, couldn't think of anything.

What to do next, you should have to ask the four who know the most about Chen Pi Asi. After such an intense trek, Chen Pi Ah Si took a while to recover, and Wu Xie admired him very much, not to mention that these young people were half tired to death, let alone an old man in his nineties.

Chen Pia Si looked at the surrounding mountains and said, "The direction of the blizzard is at our feet, and there is no good way, let's put down a few shovels first to see what is under the snow before making plans." ”

Monk Hua They are very fast, and soon there are more than a dozen caves in the snow, but almost all the shovels are knocked into the snow slope for about five or six meters, and they can't be knocked out, the fat man thinks that Ye Cheng has no strength like a thin monkey, so he ran to help, used brute force, and still only hit a little bit, and every time he pulled it out, he didn't bring anything up.

"Did you hit the ice?" Mengli saw that they couldn't knock anymore and said.

"Yes." Monk Hua looked at the shovel head, and saw a little ice crystal sticking to the shovel head, and sure enough, it was thick ice.

"It's been snowing here for thousands of years, and it's backlogged, do you think the funeral tomb will freeze in the ice below?" The fat man asked.

Wu Xie and the others all thought it was very possible, "But with such a thick ice, how do you get it open?" "They only have labor now, and the materials are not enough to break such a thick ice," Wu Xie asked.

"Indeed, if only there were explosives. When I was a soldier, I heard from a few brothers that when they were in the Great Khing'an Mountains, the production brigade there could blow up all the snow with a single cannon hole, and when the snow was blown up, the situation under the snow would be clear at a glance. Panzi said.

"Explosives here?" Wu Xie looked at the thick layer of snow on the mountain with a little surprise, "The snow is gone, but it's just buried on us." ”

"Not necessarily." Monk Hua said.

It turned out that Chen Pi Ah Si's subordinates had an explosives master, Lang Feng, who was nicknamed "Cannon God", and he said that he could control the power of explosives, and only needed a small shock under the snow.

Wu Xie felt that it was reliable, he could control the amount of explosives, and only let it work in a small area, and it was buried in the snow, so it should not be powerful enough to cause an avalanche. Now there is not much time, there is not much food, Wu Xie and Pan Zi are also worried about the third uncle, he just hopes that they will fight quickly before going to drag Ah Ning and them.

After the detonator was installed, I pressed the detonator, and I didn't hear anything, only to see the flat snow surface crack all at once, and then large swaths of snow began to pour down like a waterfall.

"Ya is really a god, there is really no sound at all." Although the fat man said this, he still looked at the snow top with some apprehension, and there seemed to be no movement, and everyone was relieved.

Wu Xie gave Lang Feng a thumbs up, and Pan Zi also patted him and made a "you are amazing" gesture.

Lang Feng laughed embarrassedly, but before the corners of his mouth could crack big enough, suddenly a piece of snow fell on his head.

Everyone's faces changed, and when they looked up, they saw that a very small black crack gradually appeared on the snow slope a hundred meters above their heads, which was slowly bursting, and small pieces of snow were hitting around them.

Wu Xie thought in his heart, it's over, if it's an avalanche, none of them will survive.

It seems that the name of Lang Feng's 'Cannon God' is coming to an end today.