So, with our own intentions, we drove to the mysterious destination, which, according to Burton, was located in a small col of the Yin and Yang Mountains, which was famous for its swamps, surrounded by mountains.

To my surprise, as the biological son of the leader of the Bogu faction, Burton was not accompanied by a huge convoy. But on second thought, Burton must have wanted to reduce the number of people who knew the location of the treasure as few as possible. Although our group only rode in three jeeps, the jeeps alone looked like indestructible armored vehicles. Amanda, Burton and the Blue Devils and I sat in the jeep in the middle. Burton sat at the front of the car, while the Blue Devils themselves sat alone in the back of the car without saying a word. I suspect that the reason why this man is so reticent is either that his voice is hindered by the heavy gold, or that he is a pure big mute.

Because the place is inhabited, the jeep is surprisingly fast. After only about an hour, our group arrived at a little-known hill in Yinyang Mountain--- commonly known as the boundary of the stinging insect pass.

The territory was heavily guarded by heavily armed men, with occasional artisans weaving around. I looked around, and I didn't expect that there were countless swamps here, the large area was only a dozen square meters in size, and the small area was not as big as a medium-sized basin. These swamps, large and small, are so quiet that they seem to be a pool of stagnant water that is about to dry up, while others are bubbling actively. But no matter how big or small these swamps are, they are all devastated and muddy!

I think the swamps here are especially dense compared to the swamps in other regions, and it would be more appropriate to have a place name associated with the swamps, but I didn't think that it was named after the stinging insect pass, which is really confusing!

We followed closely behind a few heavily armed guards and walked around several swamps covered with reeds and cattails. Suddenly, the soldiers leading the way stopped, and I followed their trajectory into the distance, and a scene that seemed to be real and illusory came into view.

Directly in front of us, an alternative swamp that stood out from any other swamp appeared. It's puzzling how this increasingly lifeless swamp has been divided into two distinct realms, with a veritable swamp on the periphery and an unusually flat land in the middle! I was so stunned that I couldn't close my mouth, and Amanda's eyes widened.

"You must not have thought that this is the hiding place of the treasure down here." Burton said proudly, "Since the treasure is about to be revealed, there is no need for me to hide it anymore. In fact, I also inadvertently got some information about this treasure. At the time, I had only come here to train the special forces in their escape techniques for dealing with the swamp. But I didn't expect that the other swamps were all as long as the walking people fell into the posture of engulfing immediately, only this swamp did not play cards according to the convention, and the deeper you walked, the safer it was. It's just so weird! Although we couldn't figure it out, it was my sworn brother Blue Devil who was willing to do it. He searched through a large number of historical books and documents, and finally collected some extremely important documents and texts, as well as a combination of several oral hearsay. In these miscellaneous legends that are difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, there is an indisputable fact recorded in detail, that is, in the vast yellow earth, there is a treasure that the ancient warrior Brahma was gifted by the heavenly court after he walked the way for heaven. This treasure may be a sword, a sword, or a glorious ring. Moreover, the literature also mentions five unusual places where the treasure is hidden, one of which is in this Yin Yang Mountain. Originally, these words that were well versed in the bottom of the article were some Fan Fan's words that could not be studied deeply, but I didn't expect that the ghost made me pick up a leak, this is God helping me become an immortal! After that, we made a thorough inquiry into an old man who used to live near the place and got the same answer from his mouth, which made us even more ambitious. So we immediately recruited troops and excavated. Although the excavation was quite difficult, it was fortunate that it finally persevered and did not give up halfway. Just when we were digging three feet into the ground, digging more and more easily, and we were about to finish, we suddenly encountered a bottleneck. This unimaginable bottleneck will be seen in a while. Just when we scratched our ears and cheeks, God sent you to the door, which can not but be said to be a stroke of genius! Okay, I don't need to go into the details of what follows, you probably know everything. ”

Burton paused, took a big breath, and then continued, "Now let's go down, it's time for you and your compass to show off your skills." Of course, you should be aware of your situation. If you complete the task I have given you, you will be happy. If you are treacherous and misbeneficial, you will have to be reunited with your friends and their twenty-four Frankensteins in the underworld. You know what I mean, right?! ”

"Yes." Now, even if it tries to make me back down, I won't do it. Because this imminent operation is not only about the lives of my good friends, twenty-four scientists, and myself, but there are also more mysterious things that strongly drive me not to give up.

I looked up at Amanda standing beside me, the only thing that made me uneasy now was that he was still by my side, and my heart was like a little worm gnawing at it, but there was really no good way to stop him from following suit, so I could only act on the opportunity. I gave him a meaningful look, and he seemed to understand what I was thinking, and nodded slightly but firmly.

For this abyss that cannot be seen at the end, we have finally taken the first step. Escorted by the guards in front and behind, we cautiously descended the stairs. A short distance from the narrow passage would emerge as a torch burning wantonly, and the flickering posture was like clusters of ghost fires jumping. The road is longitudinal and horizontal, unusually winding and rugged, we suddenly go east, sometimes north, sometimes west, and sometimes south, as if we are trekking in nine bends and eighteen bends. At first, I was trying to keep track of the route I was walking in, but then I got dizzy.

As the trek got deeper, I could understand why this area was called the Stingy Worm Pass. It's a haven for stinging bugs, with thousands of stinging bugs recuperating in this dark, damp underground quagmire. These fat bugs, about half the size of a palm, seemed to hate the light, and as soon as the torches were lit and the light reflected on their bodies, they quickly fled into the darkness. Luckily, these bugs aren't particularly interested in us humans.

We continued to move deeper, estimating that we were less than thirty meters underground. I really didn't expect that in such a deep underground, these seemingly ordinary stinging insects did not decrease but increased, and I only had to wait and see for a while, and I found that this cold and wet labyrinth-like underground world had no other creatures at all, only the stinging insects survived here, and I didn't need to think that this area must be a huge nest for stinging insects to survive and reproduce.

I don't know how long we've been traveling, but we still haven't stopped at all, and I feel like we're approaching the inner core of this planet. It was then that I noticed that the stinging insects that were following us and crawling slowly down suddenly turned around, perhaps because their tentacles sensed something that was unpleasant to them, or maybe they smelled something that they couldn't bear at all, so that they retreated like turtles with their heads shrunken. This is a good thing, there are stupid stinging insect teams in the rear, and the stinging insect teams in front are scrambling to retreat back, and this impact is bound to form a very embarrassing situation. Especially at the moment when the back and forth advance and retreat converge, the stinging insects are chaotically crowded together like stacked arhats, which makes people can't help but laugh, and feel both funny and disturbing. Although this scene is a little ridiculous for those of us, for the stingers, it is a life-and-death threshold, and many of them are thrown out of a large group because of their weak strength or fate, and thus fall into the area of great fear for them, so that they die instantly.

And for those of us who don't have the same sense of smell and touch as the stinging insects, we don't feel anything different. The guards who walked in front also slowed down, and from time to time they picked up the large brooms that had been prepared and swept together the piles of frozen stinging insects in order to make a passage for walking.

Even the stinging insects living in such a harsh environment have been killed, and I think that an even more extraordinary place to hide treasures is not far away. Sure enough, after descending dozens of steps, a barren barren land finally jumped into view.

I stood in the corner of the potholed land with a solemn smell and looked around, except for the staircase I had walked, the other three sides were blocked by granite piled up on large and small, horizontal and vertical grounds. At first glance, these rocks may seem messy and unusual, but if you look closely, you will find that there seems to be a mystery in the ravines.

Burton, who was standing across from me, spoke in his unusually sharp voice again, "This is the bottleneck I told you earlier. Originally, we wanted to use * to blow up these iron walls in front of us, but on second thought, this idea seems too primitive, and it is very likely that it will be blown up along with the treasure. Now we have all our hopes pinned on you and Little Spinning, and you don't want to live up to my expectations! There was an unbridled menace in his laughter.

Without saying a word, I took out this compass from my coat pocket that ruled the fate of everyone. Perhaps, in Burton's eyes, I was closely related to this compass as a whole, and no one would work without it, so he was not in a hurry to take this compass for himself.

With this compass in my hands and a mission like no other, I paced slowly on this barren land of about 50 square meters. Theoretically, even an ordinary compass would change its direction depending on the direction I turned, but this compass was so peculiar that it didn't move at all, and it seemed to be completely broken.

Even though I didn't see anything unusual on the surface, my heart was like an ant on a hot pan.

What's going on?!

Is the compass really out of order?!