In the trunk of the off-road vehicle, there are more than a dozen coils of rope, all of which are high-quality outdoor climbing ropes made of hemp rope and steel wire. Gao Xiang walks in Sichuan, Tibet, Nepal all the year round, such outdoor products are always available with the car, but it saves a lot of trouble.

Gao Xiang buckled one end of the rope on the chassis winch of the car, threw the other end off the cliff, and then looked back at Guan Wen: "The depth of the cliff is about forty meters, and there are many cracks on the façade of the cliff that can be stepped on, it will not be too difficult to fall under the cliff, do you want me to accompany you down?"

Guan Wen nodded: "That's the best."

Gu Qingcheng probed to observe the cliff for a while, walked back, and whispered to Guan Wen: "Do you want to bring a gun with you?" The environment below is complicated, and you will feel at ease if you have a gun for self-defense. ”

Without waiting for Guan Wen to refuse, she took out a gun from her sleeve and put it in Guan Wen's pocket, then stepped back with a smile: "Don't worry, I will take care of Miss Baoling, and wait for you to return safely."

"What is Miss Gu worried about?" Gao Xiang asked with a smile.

Gu Tingcheng's smile remained unchanged: "When you go out, be careful to be able to travel thousands of miles." Mr. Gao is also a Jianghu person, so he should agree with this sentence, right?"

Gao Xiang nodded: "Of course, Miss Gu is really careful."

Guan Wen shook Baoling's hand, smiled and whispered, "Don't worry, it'll be fine." Heaven arranged for us to meet so that I could heal the wounds on your heart and remove the traces of those nightmares. I'll be back soon, and the one qiē disaster here will soon be over. ”

He said this just to reassure Baoling.

The wind was blowing in the valley, and the clothes of individuals were rattled. What the future holds, no one can predict, and whether everyone will be able to stand here intact at the end of the event is also a huge unknown.

"I'll wait for you to come back, never leave it, never change it." Bao Ling's words were filled with indescribable sadness.

Guan Wen held the rope, stepped on the crack on the edge of the cliff, and descended step by step. Those criss-crossing rock crevices, which have been soaked in blood countless times, have turned black and brown, and although they have been eroded by wind and rain for a hundred years, they still exude a strong smell of blood. Every mountain and stone in Tibet is different from other places, where the passage of time seems to have no effect, and the blood tells the story of the past all the time.

He always kept his head level, unmoved by any visions from the outside world, and soon fell to the bottom of the cliff.

The bottom of the cliff is rugged, and there is only one path of sheep intestines that the herb pickers have stepped on to the left and right. It was a truly desolate desert, with no human voices to be heard, only the howl of the wind as it swept through the gorge. Except for those herb pickers who take risks and hunt for curiosities in order to make a living, ordinary people will not set foot in it at all.

Soon, Gao Xiang also landed along the rope.

"Which way are you going?" Gao Xiang asked.

Guan Wen pointed to the right without hesitation: "Over there."

The two of them walked along the trail and walked about 500 steps against the stone wall. Further on, the trail leads directly into a black cave.

Guan Wenming confessed, this is the location where Master Shu assassinated the remaining disciples. Because in the illusion of time and space that the Tree Master could create, he had seen it with his own eyes.

"Is that there?" Gao Xiang asked.

Guan Wen nodded, quickened his pace, and reached the front of the cave.

Gao Xiang took out a flashlight and shone it into the cave. The interior of the cave is irregular, about ten meters at its widest point, only three or four meters at its narrowest point, and the total depth is only about thirty paces. The walls of the cave are also pitch black, the same color as the cliffs outside, the only difference is that black vines grow in the cracks in the stone, climbing all over the roof and four walls. The vines have no leaves, only branches, the thickest like a chéngrén arm, and the thinnest like a baby's finger.

"Doesn't seem like anything special, right?" Gao Xiang sneered.

There is no way to go anywhere else except this cave. The cave is flanked by a steep slope that looks like a 40-degree angle that extends into a deep, bottomless canyon downstream.

Guan Wen entered the cave, and the ground under his feet was also black, flat and dry, not obscured by vines. He crouched down, moving in small steps, his hands touching the ground, hoping for an epiphany. In the enlightenment given by the Tree Master, after all the wise men had gone deep into the ground, the disciples of Tashilhunpo Monastery threw the gold and silver treasures into the black hole and then sealed the passage with stones. This is the only entrance, and the mechanism must be somewhere.

In order to keep the secret, Master Shu personally assassinated his disciples, staging a tragic and tragic scene. In the next hundred years, will his conscience also suffer from self-blame and torment all the time?

"Did you find anything?" Ten minutes later, Gao Xiang couldn't hold it back, and asked in a slightly anxious whisper.

"Nope." Guan Wen stopped, sat down on the spot, frowned and pondered.

"Why don't we look elsewhere and see if there's another way? Or maybe take some ropes down and drop straight into the deepest part of the canyon?" Gao Xiang put forward his own opinion.

In fact, before returning to Tashilhunpo Monastery, he had always been quite arrogant in front of Guan Wen. Because of Baoling, his self-esteem was hit hard, and his attitude was reined. He is a master of treasure hunting all year round, and he thinks he has more say than Guan Wen in this regard.

The qi in the black hole is simple and intuitive, and he doesn't want to waste too much time in this kind of square inch.

Guan Wen shook his head: "Gao Xiang, this is not an expedition in the ordinary sense of treasure hunting, there are some clues, not in a physical form. There are some key points that can only be understood but not spoken. I feel like this is the place we're looking for, but we haven't found the key to unlocking it yet - it's probably a long process. ”

Gao Xiang was puzzled, sighed and laughed at himself: "Okay, I know that the Red Flame Venerable and the big people all value you very much, this time you say what to do, let's do it."

He is not the kind of person who obeys others casually, but in Tibet, there are too many mysterious and mysterious elements, and he has to believe Guan Wen's words and have to obey.

Time passed extremely quickly in the black hole, and when Gu Qingcheng appeared, they suddenly realized that two hours had passed.

"I haven't moved for so long, I'm worried, so I'll come down and take a look." Gu Qingcheng explained with a smile as he handed the meatloaf and mineral water to the two of them.

She brought a powerful flashlight and a battery-type light and placed it in the center of the black hole. Under the light, the vines on the four walls became extremely hideous, crisscrossing like the messy hair of monsters.

Gu Qingcheng looked up and sighed: "Standing here, it's like standing in a cage closed by monsters. Black is the strangest color in nature, absorbing a qiē, devouring a qiē, destroying a qiē, assimilating a qiē...... I really don't know, what kind of heavenly rules have been committed by this cliff under the cliff, which has been degraded to black and become the most unusual corner of the mountains on the snowy plateau?"

The phrase "cage" seemed to touch Guan Wen, but when he tried to pursue that fleeting aura, he lost it in a daze.

"Miss Gu's words are really poetic." Gao Xiang said.

"I won the award, but in fact, my dream when I was a child was to be a poet." Gu Qingcheng turned around, the light molded into her black silhouette, her facial features disappeared into the dark, and the perfection of her figure was even more revealed, "It's a pity that the hand holding the pen finally picked up the gun and became a bounty hunter who is not welcome in black and white." ”

Gao Xiang echoed and laughed twice, and continued to praise: "With Miss Gu's mind, you can do everything to the extreme, a top bounty hunter, a top poet, the two don't seem to conflict?" For example, the ancients had a sentence that 'kill people and write good poems, and blood is like new ink'. In my opinion, those are just two professions, the profession of bounty hunter or bounty killer has existed since ancient times, Nie Zheng, Jing Ke, Zhu Hai, and Yao Li, aren't they all bounty hunters who are famous in history?"

Gu Qingcheng shook his head with a smile: "How dare a small character like me compare with the assassin ancestors of the Chunqiu Warring States?" Mr. Gao, I've always thought it was very strange, you have been walking here for many years, what kind of big treasure have you never seen, how can you be willing to partner with us to explore treasures? Besides, the secret of Tashilhunpo Monastery does not lie in the great treasures, but in some secrets of Tibetan Buddhism, which ordinary treasure hunters will not be interested in. ”

Gao Xiang asked rhetorically: "Miss Gu is a bounty hunter, and she also joined this team, what is it for?" In the current world landscape, where most of the bounty hunters are concentrated in Europe, where the political landscape is turbulent and disputes are raging, it seems that there is a better opportunity to show off their talents, right?"

The two of them quietly exchanged words, although they both had smiles on their faces, but the antagonism was already very obvious.

"Perhaps, everyone is drunk and not in the bar?" Gao Xiang saw that Gu Qingcheng did not answer, so he lowered his head and smiled, staring at the lamp that shattered the darkness.

"No, my goal is clear, which is to kill the Golden Cicada of the Blue Dragon Society and get the highest bounty in this round of chase. I only recognize money, not people, and I am not interested in the advanced content of Tibetan Buddhism. I followed Guan Wen because I decided that the golden cicada would definitely appear......" Gu Tingcheng replied firmly and calmly.

She lowered her hand and took out another gun from her sleeve, expertly removing the magazine and checking the bullets inside.

"As long as he appears, there must be only one of us who will leave Mount Niseri alive. This is the answer sheet handed in by the bounty hunter at the cost of his life, either one or the other, life or death. Her eyes became sharp and cold, as if her whole person had turned into a sacrosanct and arrogant ice sculpture.

"A professional expert in any field is worthy of respect." Gao Xiang bowed lightly sincerely.

"Every time, my answer sheet is a perfect score, and I believe this time will be no exception." Gu Tingcheng withdrew a bullet from the magazine, pinched it on his fingertips, and slowly rubbed the bullet, "In order to train my gun speed, I have exhausted all the methods in famous military textbooks, and even adopted the electric shock training method of Mr. Bruce Lee, the founder of Jeet Kune Do, and finally practiced that the gun is as natural as snapping a finger, and I can shoot a gun with a single thought." And these bullets, all of which I personally selected one by one on the assembly line of Israel's private arsenal, without a single flaw, are guaranteed to be fired instantly and take the enemy's life......"

In fact, in any industry, the kind of people who can become masters among masters and masters among masters are all through rigorous training and hard tempering. The edge of the sword is sharpened, and only by tempering it night and night can it create a divine blade that is tempered and tempered around the fingers.

Gao Xiang clapped his hands lightly: "It's so professional, I listen to this like a legend."

The two looked at each other, and Gu Tingcheng showed his true thoughts straightforwardly: "Mr. Gao, I don't understand the relationship between you, Miss Baoling and Guan Wen, and I don't want to understand it, but please don't have any conflicts in front of Jin Chanzilu." I only care about my own interests, and Guan Wen is my bait, and I must ensure his safety. Mr. Gao, can you give me this face?"

Gao Xiang immediately nodded: "Everyone is in the same boat, of course we should be in the same boat, there is no problem between me and Mr. Guan, please rest assured."

Gu Qingcheng put away the gun and sighed with satisfaction: "That's the best, thank you."

This kind of face-to-face confrontation is enough to show Gu Qingcheng's courage and courage. Although she was a young girl, Gao Xiang was shocked and did not dare to despise her in the slightest.

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