Junko has successfully mastered a new posture of how to eat delicious hot pot in the snowy mountains.

Zhang Ji found that the fire was smaller, so he took out a few small bags of solid alcohol from his backpack, tore open the package and threw them in.

After eating and drinking, Junzi found some dry wood and broken felt to maintain the fire, and fed the horses the hay they brought to settle down.

Zhang Qixun scrubbed the small iron basin with snow and put it back in his backpack, and cleaned up the garbage made by the two.

Junko locks the door inside with wire to prevent the wind and snow from blowing the door open in the middle of the night.

Filled with a warm water bag and covered it closely, the two of them got into their sleeping bags and fell asleep to the crackling sound of the flames.

On the second day, the wind and snow were heavier than last night, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Climbing up the snow line, the snow became thicker, at first up to the ankles, and then to the knees, making it more difficult to walk.

Shunzi led the horse, looked up at the sky, turned his head and shouted to Zhang Qixun: "Boss Yu, we have to go back, I see that the clouds are getting heavier and heavier in the sky, and it is estimated that there will be a snowstorm at night, and there is no suitable camp in front, and we will have to be buried in the snow if we go down." ”

Zhang Qixun raised his eyes and looked ahead, and estimated that the location of the hot spring eye was not far ahead.

Zhang Qixun made up his mind and asked Shunzi, "How much of your supplies are left?" ”

Junko thought he was asking if he could make it back to the bottom of the mountain, so he replied, "Don't worry, it's definitely okay to stick to the bottom of the mountain." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Qixun nodded, took out two self-heating rice from his backpack and asked Junzi to load them, and then handed him the reins of his horse, and said, "While the wind and snow are not so big now, you can bring both horses back." ”

The danger ahead is unknown, and he can't take care of the horse, so instead of following him to his death, it is better to let Junko take it back.

As soon as she heard this, Junko was immediately stunned, "What do you mean?" Boss, won't you come down the mountain with me? ”

Zhang Qixun nodded, took out a black rectangular object the size of an egg from his pocket, pointed to the button in the groove above, and said to Shunzi: "In more than half a month, a group of people will come to the village to find you as a guide, and when the time comes, you will give this thing to a person named Wu Xie inside, and tell him that I am waiting for them at the entrance, remember to turn on the switch here." ”

Under the stunned eyes of Shunzi, Zhang Qixun took out another card, stuffed it into Shunzi's palm with the sub signal, looked straight at him and said: "The card is the final payment, and I will tell you when the password is converged, if you lose the annunciator or don't bring them to the place I designated, then you won't get any money in the card." ”

Junko's heart at the moment is like a beep dog, and there is nowhere to put the heart full of sleep.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a gust of snow happened to blow over, and he slapped back all the words he was going to scold, and he almost choked himself to death after eating a mouthful of snow slag.

He really wanted to pick on the spot, but looking at Zhang Qixun's cold eyes, it seemed that as soon as his refusal fell, the snow-capped mountain would become his burial place in the next second.

So Junko chose to shut up very heartily, and he told himself in his heart, who would have trouble with money, right?

"Where did you designate?" Junko secretly scolded this person for being insane in her heart, and asked with great professional ethics.

"There should be a hot spring nearby, I'll be waiting for you there." Zhang Qixun patted Junko on the shoulder and unloaded his equipment from the horse.

Junko groaned in her heart, and said how do you know that there is a hot spring here, and it is not so clearly marked on the map.

Although he was pitted, in order to almost put the money in his pocket, Shunzi still kindly reminded Zhang Qixun: "It is extremely dangerous to travel in the snow mountains at night, and if you can't find a hot spring, you still have to find a leeward place to dig a snow nest and make up for a night, and the wind and snow will be relatively small during the day." ”

"And you have to stay on the snowy mountain for half a month, and you can't last long with just a little food." As he spoke, he divided most of the compressed biscuits in his backpack and gave them to Zhang Qixun.

"No, it's a long way back, you can keep it for yourself." Zhang Qixun smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I can't hold on, I'll go down the mountain." ”

After speaking, Zhang Qixun waved his hand to urge him to leave quickly, and he turned around with his equipment on his back and walked deeper into the snowy mountain.

Looking at his thin but firm back, Junko sighed melancholy, and had no intention of persuading him again, turning his head and leading the horse in the direction in which he was going.

The only thing you can do is to give things to the person he says according to the psychopath's request.

In his opinion, the possibility of getting the money is very slim, he has no hope, and in his eyes, Zhang Qixun's approach is no different from seeking his own death.

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After the two separated, Zhang Qixun followed the general direction analyzed and planned by the system in his mind, walked in the storm for nearly three hours, and finally found the closed small valley with the stone carvings of centipedes.

In the original plot, Wu Xiaoxie was dragged down by the chain reaction caused by the fat man's foot in the air, when there was an avalanche in this area not long ago, and the small valley was covered by the collapsed snow, and the fat man stepped on the snow layer with one foot, and dragged down with other people tied to the mountaineering rope.

Now that the avalanche has not happened, the black rocks in the small valley are exposed, with obvious edges and corners, but it is easy to climb.

I found a more convenient place to climb, nailed three pitons into the rock and fixed them, tied the climbing rope into a Y-shaped anchor knot and hung it down, buckled the safety rope around my waist, put all the backpack tools into the space, and then slowly climbed down the rock wall.

Descending to the bottom to untie the rope, Zhang Qixun walked towards the huge black stone sculpture not far away.

This stone carving is very expressive, like a real hundred-legged black dragon hovering and lying on the boulder, if you are not prepared in your heart, you will be really startled by surprise.

Taking a few steps back and taking a few photos of the stone carving, Zhang Qixun put away the camera, approached the dragon's head, reached up with his left hand and touched it, and pressed down hard, and the back of the dragon's head was really empty.

In the original plot, this dragon sealing stone was damaged by the avalanche collapse and the gravel fell, and in the end, Wu Xiaoxie played his role as a high-achieving student in the Department of Architecture, found the heaviest stone under the sealing stone, stood on the side and knocked lightly, the balance of force was broken, and the supporting force of the sealed stone changed, and it slid together with the surrounding gravel, revealing the rock crack blocked behind.

Recalling the original plot in his mind, Zhang Qixun put his left hand into the dragon's mouth, pulled out a wrist-thick black iron chain, and leaned back to pull it back.

There was a boom, followed by a series of stone slabs rubbing against each other, and the coiling dragon sealed the stone moving, revealing a half-meter-wide rock crack behind it, and then it was stuck.