On the left is a lonely peak that rises from the ground, about 300 meters high, the peak is a dangerous rock, the peak is the ice edge hanging upside down, the silver light is shining, the bottom of the cliff is more than one person thick snow, the cold air is swishing, soaking the heart and lungs. At this moment, there was a pool of bright red liquid splashed on the snow, exuding a strong fishy smell, which looked like the smell of blood!

In fact, there is no need to judge at all, Yang Hao has already seen that it is blood, and it is human blood!

Yang Hao held a loaded pistol and walked forward slowly while alerting the surrounding movements. After a few steps forward, he walked around a boulder and suddenly saw a human body lying on the snow. It should be said that it is a corpse. Because the human body was completely stiff, and a river of blood flowed from under the body, four or five meters long, like a red ribbon imprinted on the snow.

What's even more shocking is that this human body has no head!

"Where's his head, where is his head?" Heng Qi, who rushed behind Yang Hao, also saw this terrifying sight, and at the same time saw that the corpse had no head.

Yang Hao judged the man's physical condition and cause of death: "This should be a white Europa man, about one meter eighty-five tall and weighing one hundred kilograms." Athletic and burly. His arm strength should be very strong, and three to five Asians of average physical fitness are probably not his opponents! But he was broken by a terrible external force, and this external force should not be a knife, axe, sword or other artificial blade, but an unknown force, this unknown force is likely to break his head and neck by tearing or biting. ”

"Kesi, don't say it so terrible, okay?, such a strong guy, it is estimated that he can even carry an ox, how can he be killed by some inexplicable force?"

"Oh my God, this person doesn't even have a head...... Xie Ke, Liu Yong and others also rushed over, and everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them. Peter closed his eyes, crossed the cross, and prayed for the dead.

"Ahh......h

"Where is his head?" said the peasants and the old god, shaking the granite as they looked around.

"Oh, kick the ball!" Huang ran like a carefree man, kicking a snowball. Suddenly, he kicked the snowball into the air, and smashed it into the peasant's arms.

The peasant didn't watch out for a while, feeling that something had hit him in the stomach, and hurriedly subconsciously hugged the thing, and at the same time rubbed the snow off the surface of the thing, revealing the original face of the thing.

"Oh, human head!" Xie Ke's sharp eyes had already seen what was in the peasant's arms, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

The peasant looked down and saw that he was not holding a human head?

The peasant was so frightened that he hurriedly shoved his head to the side, and just stuffed it into the arms of the old god. The old god was also very frightened, and he was frightened and picked up the head, wanting to throw it into the distance.

"Don't throw it away!" Yang Hao took the head, then placed it on the headless corpse, looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "That's right, it seems that this head is his." ”

"Who is this man, and why was he beheaded?" asked Heng Qi, frowning.

Yang Hao stared at the three black metal buttons on the man's left cuff and stared intently, in fact, what he saw was not the button, but the pattern on the button, the pattern was a tiger stripe, the tiger's mouth was wide open, although it was small, but there was still a kind of majesty.

Yang Hao stroked the tiger stripe pattern with his hand and said softly: "These three buttons should be some kind of sign, but I don't know what the sign is." ”

Heng Qi is very smart, and immediately understood: "It may be the 'three-button party'." ”

"Three buttons?" everyone laughed dumbly at the far-fetched balance.

"No matter what organization they are, they have only one purpose here, and that is that they are tomb robbers, and they are here for that 10,000-year-old tomb!" Tian Xiaobing said.

"Could it be Charlie's vote?" Liu Yong asked.

"No, Charlie, they don't have such signs. Although Yang Hao lost his memory of three years ago, he still remembered what happened in the tomb of the Black Demon King not long ago. He clearly remembered Charlie, they did not have such a sign.

"Now we should be clear about the question, how exactly did this guy die, or what killed him, and could this thing still be dangerous to us?" the farmer proposed.

Yang Hao nodded and said: "The peasant's proposal is very good, we must be extremely vigilant now, because if we are not careful, we may lose our lives here! From the time we heard that miserable cry to the time we arrived here, it was only a few minutes before and after, so it is certain that this person died a few minutes before we arrived here." ”

At this time, Peter had already taken out a document from the pocket of the deceased's clothes, and said to Yang Hao: "This person's name is David Prolly, a native of Munich, Germany, forty years old, living in Rollin Town in southern England, once worked as a doctor, and his current occupation is unclear, I don't know if he is a freelancer or works for which company?"

"Is there anything more detailed?" Yang Hao asked.

"No more. Peter shook his head.

"There is no point in studying this person's identity, and now we have to determine what it means to find his body?" Tian Xiaobing said.

"Sword!" the stupid Huang Runran suddenly shouted again.

Everyone now just sees Huang Paopao as an idiot and a madman, thinking that what he says is also crazy, so they don't care. However, Yang Hao heard something extraneous, and hurriedly asked, "Where is the sword?"

"Kosi, what sword is in this place? Don't take the madman's words too seriously. Heng Qi hurriedly persuaded him.

"Yes, there!" Huang Ranran said without knowing where he was looking.

"Where?" everyone looked in the direction Huang ran to. However, when I opened my eyes, I didn't see any swords.

"It's a sword-shaped mountain. Yang Hao prompted.

The crowd opened their eyes wide and looked at the mountain in front of them, but no matter how they looked, they could not see any connection between the mountain in front of them and the sword.

"Sword, haha, sword!" Huang Runran continued to look in the direction everyone was looking and smirked.

"Huang Run, where is the sword? What kind of sword does this look like?"

"Behind you!" Yang Hao reminded again.

Everyone looked back, and saw that there was a stone peak behind them like a sword piercing the sky, and its momentum was like a dragon and tiger, swallowing mountains and rivers!

Because the elevation angle of the mountain was too great, he raised his head with great difficulty, and he threw his hat up to the ground, and rolled out of the snow like a wheel.

So much so that Xie Ke exclaimed: "Heng Qi's head fell ......"

"It's Hengqi's hat!" Liu Yong hurriedly corrected.

"This mountain is really like a sword, it is really magnificent, and it is very easy to gather and disperse qi here, and there is snow and water to transport wealth, so it is an excellent feng shui treasure land. If I'm not mistaken, there should be a big tomb here!" the old god looked at the mountain in front of him.

"Don't blow it, old god, your feudal superstitious remarks are out of place here!" the peasant scoffed.

"What the old god said makes sense, the funeral principles in the world are all the same, the old god's feng shui treasure theory is not wrong, the 10,000-year-old tomb should be here. Tian Xiaobing said.

"Looks like Charlie didn't lie to us. Xie Ke scratched his scalp and said.

Yang Hao said: "It seems that this is the destination, let's camp first, and then look for the entrance to the tomb." ”

"No need to look for it, in heaven. Huang Ran ran coldly and said again.

When everyone looked at Huang Ran and ran, they saw that he was looking down at his feet in a daze.

"In the sky?" everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The sky was gray except for a gray cloud.

"Is this Huang Ran running a real idiot or a fake idiot? Why does he seem to be saying crazy things, but they are often true?"

"How can the tomb be in the sky?" Liu Yong and Xie Ke obviously didn't believe it, but they didn't dare to disbelieve it.

"Could it be that this is a heavenly burial tomb?" Tian Xiaobing looked up at the peak of the sword-shaped peak.

"But Huang Ran is obviously looking at the ground, this tomb should still be underground. "Farmer said.

"You have to think backwards – if you see Huang Ran talking to somewhere, then the place he says must be in the opposite direction, like this sword-shaped mountain. "Heng Qi enlightened the peasants.

"According to you, Huang Paopan looked at the ground and spoke, so the tomb should be in the sky? Is there a tomb in the sky? How did the coffin overcome the earth's gravity and be suspended in the air? How was such a tomb built?" the farmer retorted.

"Such a form of burial can be achieved in microgravity space, but this 10,000-year-old tomb can never be in outer space!" Liu Yong also helped the farmer retort.

"You've all misunderstood, the mystery is actually halfway up this sword-shaped mountain. Yang Hao said.

"What?" everyone thought their ears had misheard.

"What we have to do now is to climb to the top of the cliff!" Yang Hao said as he looked up at the cliff.