"The person who told me about that situation was just an ordinary Xinjiang citizen, not a Taoist practitioner. He himself didn't know about it. At that time, I thought that I might never come to Khan Tengri Peak in my life, so I just heard about it.
, and I didn’t ask anyone else to inquire.”
He An said embarrassedly.
"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you know or not. Just be careful when we go up the mountain. I just asked casually."
Zhang Fan smiled.
Zhang Fan was quite interested in Bacchus, who was called God's agent, but it was best not to encounter him. It was better to do less than to do more.
The three of them took a few photos, ate some food, and then set off again to Khan Tengri Peak. It took about two hours for Zhang Fan to reach the foot of Khan Tengri Peak. The temperature here had already reached zero degrees.
, Zhang Fan had to put on the fleece pants and jacket that he had prepared long ago.
After the three of them sorted out the clothes they carried with them, they took hiking poles and started to climb Khan Tengri Peak. Although this is a wild mountain with many needle-like plants and uneven rocks, for Zhang Fan and the other three people who practice Qi,
Not to mention walking on flat ground, it won't cause too many obstacles.
Since Ouyang's Qi strength is much weaker than that of Zhang Fan and He An, Ouyang needs to take a break every once in a while to recover his physical strength. With the help of Ju Yuan Liquid, Ouyang recovers quickly, in about an hour and a half.
After that, Zhang Fan picked up the side altitude instrument and took a look at it, and said: "We should have arrived. The data records that the altitude is between 1800 meters and 1810 meters. The current altitude is 1800 meters."
He An subconsciously glanced at the instrument in Zhang Fan's hand, and then said to Zhang Fan: "Mr. Zhang, is there any record about the entrance to the tomb in the document?"
"It is said that at this location, there is a one-meter-diameter hole, which is the entrance to the tomb. This entrance was not intentionally left by the owner of the tomb. It was dug out by someone at the beginning of the last century. It should be the work of tomb robbers."
Zhang Fan replied, "In this case, you and Master Ouyang will go west, and I will go east."
Having said this, Zhang Fan glanced at his cell phone. There was no signal, and continued: "Afterwards, we will still meet at this place."
"good."
He An nodded in response.
Then, the three soldiers divided into two groups and began to search for the entrance to the tomb. During the search, the three of them observed very carefully.
About half an hour later, the three of them reunited at the place where they separated.
"Mr. Zhang, the entrance to the cave is not on the west side."
He An took the initiative and asked, "Is it on the east side?"
Hearing this, Zhang Fan was stunned.
"Not on the east side either?"
Ouyang answered.
"Well..." Zhang Fan nodded.
He An looked surprised, and then murmured softly, "This is weird..."
"Is it possible that the entrance to the cave is blocked?"
Then He An added another sentence.
"It's not impossible."
Zhang Fan glanced at He An.
"Then who would be blocking it?
Why are they blocking it?"
Old man Ouyang took over the words and said.
At this moment, the sound of beating drums came to the ears of the three people.
"Dong dong dong..."
The three of them looked around, and Zhang Fan said, "This sound seems to be coming from behind the mountain."
He An and Ouyang both nodded.
"Woooooooo..."
Immediately afterwards, there were waves of dull horn sounds.
“Are the Bacchus of Kazakhstan holding sacrifices?”
He An said subconsciously.
There are many shamanic sacrificial activities, and Bacchus is similar to a shaman, with the sound of drums and horns, so He An thought of that.
From the beginning, Zhang Fan had the mentality of doing less than doing more, and tried his best not to have anything to do with people from other countries. Although there was such a big noise in the back mountains, no one came to influence them, so Zhang Fan didn't want to
Waste time on this situation.
"In this way, let's search again together, starting from my side."
Zhang Fan suggested.
Ouyang and He An both agreed.
Afterwards, the three of them searched the east side of the mountain carefully again. This time they were more serious than last time. It could be said that not even a hair was missed, but they still found nothing. Then, several people searched the mountain carefully again.
On the west side, there was still no discovery. The whole process took them four hours, which shows how careful they were.
The three people who stopped to drink water all frowned tightly.
"What kind of skilled craftsman is this? He made it so flawlessly that we didn't even notice the slightest clue."
After He An finished speaking, he drank a large bottle of water.
Zhang Fan glanced at He An and was about to answer He An's words when he suddenly felt a shamanic aura from the west side of the mountain. At this time, they were on the westernmost side of the south side of the mountain. After they leaned over, they were on the west side of the mountain.
"kindness?
Witchy?"
Zhang Fan blurted out subconsciously.
Not only Zhang Fan, but He An and Ouyang also felt this aura. They quickly turned their gazes over. At this moment, two iron rods with a diameter of five centimeters were pointed at Ouyang and He who were standing in front of Zhang Fan.
An Chu came over.
The aura carried by these two iron rods is in the first stage of the second level. Old Man Ouyang's true energy strength is in the third stage of the first level. How could he withstand this stick?
Zhang Fan had quick eyesight and quick hands. He dragged old man Ouyang behind him, slapped out his right hand, and collided with the iron rod.
"Keng..."
A sound of gold and iron clashing instantly erupted from the point of impact. The same was true on He An's side. After the two of them neutralized the force on the iron rod, they pulled the iron rod over.
From the west side of the mountain, they heard a sound of "jili gua la" in a foreign language. Judging from this sound, the two of them were a little anxious.
Zhang Fan and He An looked at each other and jumped to the west side of the mountain. They saw two figures in black robes fleeing into the distance.
Zhang Fan and He An quickly chased in the direction of the figure. In less than a minute, Zhang Fan caught up with the two of them and slapped the two of them in the back. The two of them were wearing black robes.
The man quickly turned around and stretched out his fist to resist.
"boom……"
"boom……"
Two muffled sounds suddenly came out. Since the strength of the two of them was not as good as Zhang Fan and He An, along with the heartbreaking sound of bones breaking, their bodies instantly flew out and smashed into the coniferous trees.
Blood spurted out from the mouths of the two men.
Zhang Fan and He An followed into the jungle and saw their appearance clearly.
The robes worn by the two people are somewhat similar to those of priests. In addition, their faces are painted with black, red, and blue paint, making grimaces. However, it can be seen from the eyes of the two people that they are very interested in Zhang Fan.
He An was a little afraid.
The two of them pretended to be calm and chattered something to Zhang Fan and He An, but Zhang Fan and He An couldn't understand their language at all.