On the journey again, we spent the night in what was already deep in the mountains, where I tried for the first time the feeling of an igloo, the feeling of spending the night in a snow cave in an icy environment, in addition to the cold, there was also the excitement.

I don't know what kind of chemical reaction it is, it's freezing outside, but we can sleep in this self-dug igloo, although it's a little cold, but we carry it.

Da Lao Li said that as long as there is no wind, under normal circumstances, people will not freeze to death.

Of course, there was a little accident here, that is, Qian Yongzhen couldn't withstand the cold environment, and his hands and feet began to get frostbite.

Despite the fact that he was already dressed very thickly.

I wanted Liu Zhihui to send him down the mountain, but Qian Yongzhen refused, saying that this was the closest he had ever come to the research results, and he felt that he must not leave.

After one night, we really embarked on the journey to the depths of Changbai Mountain, from now on, there is no place to live, day and night are extremely dangerous.

However, in such a dangerous situation, we met the same people in the vast snow as us!

It should be noon on the third day, the sun shines on the face, there is no slight feeling of warmth, our group is wearing thick cotton jackets, carrying a heavy salute through the snow forest, the big old Li in front suddenly stopped, and shouted to the front: "Which village?" ”

At this shout, I immediately remembered the sound of 'squeak, squeak' footsteps in front of me, and I looked terrified, grabbed Da Lao Li, and pressed him into the snow nest.

Da Lao Li didn't know why, but when he saw my grim expression, he immediately realized that the person in front of him was likely to be our opponent, so he didn't dare to speak out again.

The people on the other side panicked for a while, and then they were silent.

At this time, we are like two special combat teams in battle, nervously lurking.

The silence lasted for a few minutes, and I couldn't hold it back, and I looked ahead, and in the snow in front of me, I saw a withered yellow branch.

The branch was the thickness of a finger, about half a meter long, lying quietly in the snow, and one of them plunged into the snow pit, as if it was sticking out.

The reason why I was able to notice it at first sight was because this branch was exactly the same as the dead branch we used to deal with the snake's head in Zhu Yiweng's tomb.

In other words, running separately is a branch coming down!

That's right, this branch is the whisker of thousand-year-old ginseng! In other words, the withered yellow vine is the god called the ginseng on this Changbai Mountain!

That is, the mysterious yellow vines that have always appeared and disappeared in Zhu Yiweng's tomb!

At that time, the beetle banshee once told me a lot of information about this yellow tree vine, this yellow tree vine has been in Zhu Yiweng's tomb for hundreds of years, when Zhu Yiweng received the snake spirit and then Changbai Mountain searched for the magic medicine, and what he found was this ginseng with six leaves.

At that time, this ginseng was only more than 600 years old, but it was still a six-grade leaf, and after being caught by Zhu Yiweng, it stayed in the tomb for nearly 500 years, turning into a seven-grade ginseng, which is the most precious treasure in the tomb.

It's a pity that Zhu Yiweng didn't expect that the strength of the thousand-year-old ginseng after it was formed was so strong, it was beyond the scope of his cognition, and the ordinary methods had no suppression power on the thousand-year-old ginseng that had attained the Tao, and the only thing that restrained the thousand-year-old ginseng was the coffin of the five ghosts and fortunes, and the thousand-year-old ginseng was suppressed as property.

Our appearance directly destroyed the coffin of the five ghosts and released the thousand-year-old ginseng, so there were those things that followed.

That's why I insisted on going up the mountain, and I had the feeling that I would re-encounter with that thousand-year-old ginseng.

So I recognized the origin of this vine at a glance at this time, and I didn't expect things to go so smoothly so quickly, so that I discovered the thousand-year-old ginseng again.

It's just that there seems to be some trouble in front of me.

Because around the thousand-year-old ginseng, there is a red line that has been drawn into the web in a boxy circle, and there are dense red ropes like spider webs on the trunks of the trees around it.

According to what Da Lao Li said, this is obviously the layout of digging ginseng.

The only difference is that this layout is a bit huge, and it shouldn't be an ordinary digging bureau.

It seems that someone has found the thousand-year-old ginseng before us and has already started to do it.

The other party should have been bumping into us when they were attacking the thousand-year-old ginseng, and they should be even more anxious than us at this time.

Thinking of this, I sneered in my heart, we must not let them succeed, otherwise, wouldn't we run away in vain?

The strength of this thousand-year-old ginseng is terrifying, and the other party obviously also has a master of magic, otherwise how could he control the thousand-year-old ginseng?

Who is the other party?

The first thing that came to my mind was ghost immortality!

Just as I was thinking, I noticed that behind a big tree, someone threw out a piece of red rope!

The red rope flew out with unmistakable accuracy, and was set on the stalk of the withered yellow branch.

Then the red rope straightened in an instant, as if it had been pulled.

In the snow, the withered yellow branch began to shrink, desperately trying to drill into the ground, but to no avail, it was like a duck that had been choked by the neck, as if it had strength but could not exert its strength.

Is this the beginning of the hands-on?

It seems that the other party can't help it, and it is estimated that he will already start scolding his mother in his stomach, but there is no way at all, he can't spend it like this, right?

I continued to observe, and the red rope behind the big tree seemed to be pulled twice, and after pulling the yellow dead branch a few times, it seemed that I couldn't pull it at all, and the red rope only served to restrain Zuò, but it couldn't pull out the yellow branch at all.

I scolded the bastard in my heart, if this thousand-year-old ginseng could be pulled out just by pulling, wouldn't it have been caught hundreds of times earlier?

But I immediately understood that it was not that the other party would not deal with this thousand-year-old ginseng, but that the other party was afraid of us!

The so-called people die for money, birds die for food, and at this time, nine times out of ten they are here for this king, even if it is a few ordinary hunters, it is possible to break their deployment with two shots, not to mention that a group of us have not even let out a fart in the snow nest for a long time, it is obvious that everyone knows in their hearts, knowing that the other party is not good, and there may be a hostile relationship with Cheng Dù.

The other party's patience is obviously not as good as ours, and another two minutes have passed, and the other party is already very aggrieved, behind the big tree, because of the angle, I can't see people, but I see a dark black cane stretched out.

Deep black crutches! Black iron crutches?

I seem to have seen it from nowhere.

I thought hard for a while, and immediately remembered that in the former Fanjing Peak, in addition to Ji Luode, there were two other people, one was Wu Jiuxuan, and the other was him.