Chapter 358: Wind Tunnel

"Tian Yunong has the feelings of a poet, so he must act with a certain romanticism that goes deep into the bone marrow, which is definitely different from pure Jianghu characters." Samantha explained, "If you read this collection of poems, you will also be able to have a thorough insight into Tian Yunong's heart. ”

"Well, the analysis makes sense." Lin Xuan nodded.

The merit of a poet is that he is passionate and emotional, and sometimes he can burn his life for the sake of his ideals, and compose the most tragic poem in his life. Their shortcomings are that they occasionally lose their rationality, focus too much on themselves and forget about the world outside their bodies, and cannot be "wise for those who know others, and clear for those who know themselves".

In fact, as a member of the organization, this flawed personality will kill Tian Yunong.

"I overheard your conversation and told me, since Tian Yunong is not dead, where can I find him?" Samantha asked.

Lin Xuan couldn't answer this question, he was not a gypsy fortune teller, and he couldn't complete this task of "finding someone".

He just trusted his instincts again, and that was the most important aid.

"Lin Xuan, can you tell me a reason that makes sense?" Samantha earnestly asked, "According to common sense, Tian Yunong should be a dead person at this moment. In the image of Mount Everest scanned by the 'Almighty Migratory Bird', there is no shadow of Tian Yunong within a radius of 500 kilometers. So, where will he be? ”

Satellite systems cover the entire Himalayan range, making it a moving object.

The two looked at each other and said the answer to the question almost in unison: "In the cave, Tian Yunong must have hidden in the cave, so he avoided the high-altitude reconnaissance of the satellite." ”

There are countless caves in the Great Snow Mountain, and as long as you escape into them, the satellites can't do anything.

"You guard the camp, don't let the enemy cut off our rear road, I'll go to the wind tunnel to make sure Tian Meng is safe." Lin Xuan calmly commanded.

Regardless of whether Tian Yunong was a friend or an enemy, he must have some important clues in his hands that could help Lin Xuan move forward.

"Well, I'll keep the camp guarded. However, I would like to remind you that in the face of interests, everyone loses their principles. Some people don't betray because the temptation isn't big enough. Tian Meng is a good girl, but that doesn't mean she won't lie to you. Samantha cautioned moderately, taking a skeptical attitude towards the current one.

Lin Xuan dragged his tired body to set off, fortunately there were Tian Meng's footprints on the snow, he followed the footprints effortlessly, and soon saw the wind tunnel.

From a distance, the wind tunnel is like an ancient covered bridge, sheltering from the wind and rain, and has a unique charm.

"The members of the organization are all skilled, and if they obey orders, they can twist into a rope and do earth-shattering feats; If each struggles and runs, it will be taken advantage of by the enemy and broken by each one. Or someone has a different ambition and changes his mind halfway, which will become a fatal tumor in the tissue, endangering the safety of others. Lin Xuan slowed down, bent his knees, lowered his body, and tried his best to let himself walk in the low-lying part of the hillside.

The night has passed, and the dawn of Mount Everest is just around the corner.

There are hard rocks everywhere under your feet, and probably no one who has reached the summit in the past believes in the existence of the "axis of the earth", because "interlaced lines are like mountains", and the only purpose of those people who came here was to conquer the mountains.

"The mountain loop can't turn around, and there is a place for horses to travel in the snow." Lin Xuan suddenly remembered those two lines of poetry.

Perhaps influenced by the poetry collection "The Wandering Piano", Lin Xuan also became poetic. However, the poet cannot solve the immediate crisis, and the poet cannot go deep into the nine shadows to resolve the huge hidden danger of the earth's axis.

"Jianghu, you don't need poets." He made his final conclusions.

Lin Xuan approached the wind tunnel and saw Tian Meng standing in front of the Mani pile from a distance, holding a Mani stone in a daze.

"If Tian Yunong was here, what kind of face would he appear? Is he our friend or enemy? This is all a question that Lin Xuan has to think about, if he doesn't want to understand, he will drag everyone down.

"Well, if you find out that he threatens the safety of others, you will kill him." Lin Xuan silently told himself.

He walked forward until he was more than a dozen steps away from Tian Meng, and Tian Meng woke up from his contemplation.

"Did you find anything?" Lin Xuan asked.

Tian Meng shook his head: "No, I'm looking at this stone." ”

Coincidentally, what she was holding was the one that Lin Xuan had seen before.

"Is there anything peculiar?" Lin Xuan asked again.

The wind came from the west, blowing Tian Meng's hair, sometimes flying, sometimes dancing, making Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel sad.

He tried not to doubt Tian Meng's sincerity, and when Samantha gave a warning, he held back and didn't defend Tian Meng on the spot.

"It fell off the Mani pile, and I remember it should have been on top. If it was simply a mountain breeze, it wouldn't have moved its position. So I guess it must have been a mountain shaking that caused this to happen. Tian Meng stood on tiptoe and put the stone on a high place.

Lin Xuan's heart moved, could the collapse of the largest mani pile in the Jiwu Temple also be caused by the shaking of the mountain?

Tian Meng put down the stone and slowly turned around, looking at Lin Xuan.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" She asked faintly.

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment, and sighed before speaking: "Tian Meng, you know that Samantha is from SK, she has a lot of secret information in her hands, we have analyzed it, Senior Tian has a connection with the internationally renowned optical fiber scientist Gao Kun...... In the ancient ship, you and I have heard that Tian Seniors have been to Tianwai Peak and have seen people underground......"

Tian Meng lowered his head and pondered for a few minutes, then reached into his arms and took out a very old gray Chinese scarf.

"I know what you're trying to say, now I have an idea, but—maybe you'll find it ridiculous." She said.

"What thoughts?" Lin Xuan asked.

He noticed that it was a men's scarf, about a meter long and about thirty centimeters wide.

She folded the scarf in half a few times, then blindfolded her eyes, twisted it twice, and tied a dead knot at the back of her head. As a result, her eyes, nose, and ears were all blindfolded, and she instantly lost her sight, smell, and hearing.

"This scarf was consecrated by a Nepalese monk, and my father begged for this scarf to keep with me at all times, praying that it would make me safe and happy. In many cases, this scarf can open up another peculiar function for me, which is the ability to connect father and daughter. Tian Meng said, "I know, you suspect that my father is not dead, but has some ulterior motive motive, and is hiding on the top of Mount Everest." Now, if he's here, I can feel him. ”

Lin Xuan was silent, he could only step back, looked at Tian Meng, and frowned bitterly.

"Should I trust her? Or should we trust Samantha's rational analysis? Which of her words is true and which is false? Subconsciously, he looked at the endless void at the end of the wind tunnel, "If Tian Yunong is here, will he come over there?" Could it be that he has already entered the Outer Peak again? ”