When he got up in the morning, he saw that the river water not far away had risen, and Song Qingli's face was not good, because the rising river meant that there was more meltwater on the ice, and it was even more difficult to climb up.

The surnamed Du was still wearing a turban, looked at the rising Yarkand River and pondered for a while, and then called everyone together and said that he wanted to have a meeting.

His voice was hoarse, but the speed of his speech was very even, "Everyone knows the current situation, the increase in meltwater in this season is rarely abnormal, here is still at the foot of the mountain, the oxygen has been thin, if you go up, the altitude is higher, the oxygen consumption has increased geometrically, the environment is even worse, our body is likely to be unbearable, I suggest that if the body has felt unwell, just wait at the foot of the mountain with peace of mind, it is better than going up to take your life in." When he spoke, he glanced at Song Qingli, and this was actually said to him to a large extent.

But Song Qingli shook his head after hearing it, his attitude was very resolute, since he had arrived at this place, he had to go in and take a look no matter what.

Lao Song originally took an assistant surnamed Zhang, but he was afraid that it would not be enough, so he used a lot of money to lure a driver to go up the mountain to take care of him, and he took a lot of oxygen cylinders and oxygen tanks.

When his feet finally fell on the snow line, Song Qingli took out a map from his arms, a topographic map drawn by a brush on the graphic, with the destination of our trip, Lao Song, this guy is also a chicken thief, and he has not taken out this map until now.

"What's all drawn on this?" Zhu Zhigang also went around, only to see some rough drawings on it dotted together, and it was not easy to find a small entrance on such a large snow-capped mountain.

"Mr. Du, can you see clearly?"

"You can see clearly, the location shown above is about a few kilometers away from us, but if you don't go a hundred meters on it, it's a death line, not to mention that we have a few more kilometers, be cautious along the way, and you will really die if you have one foot in the sound."

When everyone trembled and walked through the mountain pass where the local villagers said that the most fatal "ghost is sorrowful", everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but then something happened, when the driver walked down from the ghost sorrow, in order to take care of Song Qingli, he stepped on the air and rolled down, watching the person fall under the glacier, and was worn into a blood gourd by the raised ice cube, Xiao Yang couldn't help crying when he saw this tragic situation, and his hand slipped and almost fell.

The woman surnamed Hu was quick with her eyes, pulled her hand stiffly, and said fiercely: "Don't die? ”

When the "ghost sorrow" is completely over, everyone can only watch the driver who fell below say goodbye in silence, the place can't go down or up, and there is no way to bury the body, so he can only let his soul return to the snow mountain.

When he came, each driver should have been personally found by Song Qingli, and the dead one had been with him for many years, and he was able to come up to take care of him not only because of money, but also because Song had been taking care of his family for so many years.

When he walked to the evening, Li Jinlong saw a small blue point of light on the ground, so he gently knocked open the ice with the sapper shovel behind him, and suddenly from under the ice he knocked out, a crystal clear blue liquid flowed out, and the liquid was suspended from the ground in the air, shaking with the wind.

The liquid blue is particularly beautiful under the afterglow, and the isolated ones become beads, which are connected together like a waterline, like a transparent blue crystal, dazzling.

What is it?

No one has ever seen it, Hu Meinu stepped forward and looked at it with a magnifying glass for a long time, the tip of her nose was sweaty, people always have a deep fear of the unknown, and the graduate Xiao Song was a little curious, and he stepped forward and touched it lightly with his fingers, and then there were layers of water ripples on it. Then the water ripples swelled violently and wrapped around Xiao Song's hand, and his arms and palms were immediately frozen by an ice-blue ice, and in an instant, the blue ice rose along his arm.

When he turned around, Xiao Song's whole body was covered by the blue ice on the side, and the person who was still shouting just now was frozen in the blue ice bumps, and even the mobile phone screen he carried with him was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the blue ice edges he had just photographed were clearly visible inside.

His expression was stunned and everyone shuddered, Xiao Yang and Xiao Song had the best relationship, and they wanted to knock the blue ice with the sapper shovel, but as soon as the shovel touched the blue ice, a blue ice crystal passed up along the sapper shovel, and the speed of transmission was fast.

"Bang" The others hadn't reacted yet, but they saw that Lao Du had already chopped the sapper shovel and flew out.

"Don't touch this thing at will, people or things can't do it~"

Chu Mingyang swallowed violently and said in a low voice, "What will happen if this thing is roasted over fire?" ”

"Fire?" "I have a small gas canister here", Li Jinlong took out a mini gas canister from his backpack, and Doraemon was painted on it, with a bizarre irony.

"I originally thought that we might be able to eat hot mouths when we came up, but I didn't expect that it was really not in vain, if we could save someone's life, it would be regarded as Lao Li's accumulation of merit." A gas canister the size of a mineral water bottle slowly spit out flames, and was just about to roast it with fire, but saw a pair of small hands holding down Li Jinlong's hand.

"You can't use fire," Hu Meinu whispered, "I feel that this thing is a little familiar, I don't know if you have heard of combustible ice, if this thing is rich in huge energy, if it is roasted with fire, it may explode."

Fortunately, Hu Xiaoling reminded that the "combustible ice" thing is a combustible substance under the deep sea, rich in huge energy, if you really want to do what she said, this thing itself is already very evil, if it explodes again, it is estimated that everyone present will not know what is going on, and it will be all over.

"What then?"

Xiao Yang looked at Xiao Song in the blue ice and remembered that it was not possible, he saw him take out a crossbow from behind him, and fired several crossbow arrows at the blue ice surface one after another, the blue ice surface of his nails shook violently, and Xiao Song screamed in pain in the ice.

He didn't call out just now, but now he suddenly let out a mournful roar, which frightened Xiao Yang and quickly put down the crossbow in his hand, only to see Xiao Song's face in the blue ice distorted, and blood streaks grew on the ice, while Xiao Song's face in the ice turned a little whiter.

Xiao Yang's behavior just now was very self-blaming, but there was no worst, only worse, Xiao Song's deterioration was not over, and it didn't take long for everyone to find that Xiao Song's body began to melt, and the flesh and blood actually dyed the ice blue ice scarlet, and after a long time, his body completely disappeared into the blue ice, and there were not even bones in it, as if it had never appeared.

Everyone looked at this tragic scene with grief, especially Xiao Yang, who buried his head in Xiao Song's backpack in pain, which was Xiao Song's only relic, he gritted his teeth and wet his backpack with tears.

The cold wind hit everyone's faces, and if they really watched all this, no one would believe that such a thing would happen, and the living people were still standing here just now, and then they were frozen and then melted into a scarlet.

Suddenly, the piece of ice that Xiao Song disappeared just now exploded, and the blue ice turned into liquid again, and then quickly flowed towards everyone, as if it had devoured a person and was not yet enjoyable.