"Second Grandpa, where did the burning in this guy's stomach come from?" Wushuang asked.

"Legend has it that it stole the fire of the Lord of the Stove, and the Samadhi True Fire fused with its blood, generation after generation, so it could only hide in the cold underground to maintain its body temperature, otherwise it would have dried up and died. Of course, this is just a legend, and no one has actually caught it. ”

"Grandpa, do you think Xiaobai is its opponent? Why does Xiaobai only defend and not attack? This is not like Xiaobai's temper. "Ma Ya should still be lively.

"Huh...... Not to mention this white-haired little beast, even if you take the thousand-year-old mountain to participate, it is not the opponent of the Stove King Beast, it is beyond the category of animals, and they are at most spirit beasts or spirit creatures. Ma Sihai likes this big eight very much, and he can hardly find an adjective to describe it.

"You mean to say it's a divine beast?" Musou added.

"What a treasure of heaven and earth! It's a good thing! But I didn't make any preparations for the rush of coming this time, I was just afraid that I would let it go and I couldn't catch it!" Ma Sihai slapped in a hurry. How much honor does the treasure hold in his life, it depends on what treasure he has collected in his life, if anyone can have a treasure, it can be said that it will win glory for the grandfather, if you can catch the head of the treasure with your own hands, then you have to smoke from the grave of the grandfather.

Seeing that the white fur and yellow skin were retreating, and the smooth fluff on its body was also scorched black by the scorching waves, if it was to be steel with the Stove King Beast again, I am afraid it would be burned.

"Second grandpa, you can't collect it, or you remember this place, next time you have a chance, our Xiaobai seems to be deflated this time, let's flash?"

"Hmph...... If you come across this thing, you can run if you want to? Come, you guys come here. Ma Sihai called everyone to his side, took out a small bottle from his body, opened the cap, and a smelly temperature came out of the bottle, and he didn't need to sprinkle it on everyone, just put the mouth of the small bottle around everyone to have an effect.

He said that no matter how powerful this stove king beast is, it is not as good as a spirit beast after all, and its IQ is not comparable to that of the white-haired yellow fairy. Let's follow it all the way and see where it's hiding.

"Xiaobai, if you can't beat it, you won't run, are you stupid? Don't learn from Lu Haotian. Wushuang hurriedly called it back while the little guy was still in shape.

"Rub, why do I still have a lying gun, what's the matter with me?" Lu Haotian scratched his brain and was a little displeased.

The white-haired and yellow-skinned man had not seen his master for a few days, and he had followed his scent all the way through the vast forests of the Great Xing'an Mountains, and he was very kind to see Wushuang again, and he forgot that he was scorched by the Stove King Beast just now, and jumped on Wushuang's shoulders and shook his head and tail.

"Xiaobai, you're going to stink to death, shouldn't you take a bath?" Wushuang picked up its tail and threw it to Ma Ya in disgust.

The white-haired and yellow-skinned body was also stained with corpse powder, and the stove king beast sniffed left and right, as if the few big living people in front of him were air, and then slowly turned around and walked towards the depths of the forest, and everyone followed.

The further you go into the forest, the colder it becomes, and the white bone remains that the Mongolian villagers say begin to appear in the forest, but now nearly half a century has passed since the period he recalled, and nature is constantly digesting food residues, almost corroding the white bones buried in the soil into a part of themselves, if it weren't for Ma Sihai smelling the bones and digging out a few skulls, they would have thought they were in the wrong place.

The soil beneath his feet is milky powdery soil, which means that almost all of the material on the surface of the earth is a layer of material left over from the decay of bones for many years.

"What kind of treasure can there be in such a place? Isn't it just an ancient battlefield? Some broken copper and iron, what do you say Wushuang and his grandmother are looking for?" Lu Haotian asked.

"Huh...... Mouse, don't say you can't guess it, even my master and his old man couldn't guess the mind of the seventh girl back then, and the master had a very strange temperament. Ma Sihai said.

Everyone kept a safe distance from the Stove King Beast, because the burning breath in this guy's mouth was too hot, and they might turn around and squirt a mouthful, and it would be the end of the game.

Further on, you will enter the valley of the snow-capped mountains, which are high in the middle of the mountains, like a natural barrier to swallow the border between China and Russia. The entrance to the valley is a locomotive-sized boulder, hollowed out in the middle of the boulder to reveal a regular entrance, which, if viewed from a distance, looks more like a large mouth, and all intruders will be swallowed by it.

The figure of the big king disappeared into it, and everyone followed into the mountain pass, but they didn't dare to go any further, according to the oral account of the Mongolian villagers, they entered from here, and all the educated youths were trapped in the valley after the heavy snow sealed the mountain guide.

"Is this a toad mouth?" asked Wushuang.

"What kind of toad mouth, did you teach this adjective to a Chinese teacher with me?" Lu Haotian seized the opportunity and did not forget to bury Wushuang.

Lan Caidie grabbed his big ears and scolded: "Brother Mouse, if you don't understand, don't follow others to mix with each other, listen to Brother Shuang and Grandpa Sihai, that's right, people say that this is a term of feng shui, referring to the dangerous terrain of this mountain pass, there is only one flaring, and a narrow road in the middle goes straight into the snow mountain, just like the long tongue in the mouth of the toad, once the toad closes its mouth, or cuts its tongue, that is, the gods don't want to enter the mountain." ”

Ma Sihai nodded with satisfaction: "The son can be taught, the name of the Red Silk Gate is well deserved, it seems that the third sister Lan also had some research on feng shui back then, and Miss Caidie is right." The mouth of the toad is a great place in Feng Shui, and this entrance must not walk a living person, as if it is a big mouth that eats people, which is unlucky. ”

Lu Haotian said: "Didn't the Mongolian fellow take a group of educated youths from here to escape Hai Dongqing's attack?

"Mountain artillery, there are so many of them, how many of them came out alive in the end? What is it if it's not a cannibal mouth? Listen to the second grandfather. ”

The vast snow-capped mountains stretch as far as the eye can see, and even the horses and seas cannot estimate whether they can find other entrances along the snow-capped mountains. If Mo Xiaoqi had been here before, the ice cave would definitely not have chosen to enter from here. She is also a firm believer in Feng Shui and will never touch her head. So there must be more than one entrance, but finding it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, how easy it is to say!

Everyone also walked for a while, and gradually began to be sleepy, especially Lu Haotian, who was big and consumed a lot of calories, and his stomach began to gurgle. In desperation, everyone had to camp on the spot, raise a fire, eat some hot water, and eat some dry food.