After killing Huang Huangshou, Long Chen took Gan Xin and Mo Lin and headed north at full speed.
The sky is filled with stars, and a waning moon hangs slantingly on the horizon. The night wind blows through the grassland, and the horses trample across the grassland. The sound of horse hooves sounds hollow.
When the sun rose, the three of them arrived near White Bone Mountain.
They found a mountain col and the three of them got off their horses to drink water. The horses also needed water.
After drinking the water, the war horse lowered its head to eat grass. Long Chen took out his telescope and looked at the skull-shaped mountain in the distance.
"That's right over there."
Gan Xin pointed to the rolling hills in the distance and said.
After Long Chen looked at the hills, he looked at the surrounding grasslands.
The surrounding area of the mountain is very open. As long as you have good eyesight, you can see for miles at a glance.
"Where did you go and feel the death threat?"
Long Chen put away the telescope, and Gan Xin said: "One mile in front of the mountain, you can feel someone watching you."
Long Chen nodded and said: "It's a grassland outside, there's no way to hide, unless you hide underground."
"If there is a secret sentry watching, it should be in the mountains."
After watching for a while, Long Chen felt a headache. The mountain col and White Bone Mountain were separated by several miles. If he went directly, he would definitely be discovered.
How can we get close to Baigu Mountain without being discovered?
"How to get there?"
Long Chen sat down and rested cross-legged. Mo Lin shook his head and said: "We have been thinking about this matter and can't think of a good way. The surrounding area is too empty and there is no way to hide it."
There is flat terrain for miles around, and there are not even trees. Even if a person climbs over, he will be discovered.
Now that Long Chen can fight the ghosts, he can just break in, as long as there are masters ambushing him inside.
Even if those people are not as good as the freaks, as long as there are many people and the right location and traps, Long Chen can still be killed.
Therefore, we must find a way to approach quietly.
Gan Xin and Mo Lin discussed for a long time at Yanmen Pass and could not think of any good solution.
Gan Xing said: "How about waiting until dark?"
Mo Lin was speechless and said, "They can't see it when it's dark? We can all see it."
If the mountain is the lair of ghost fetuses, those people must also be half-ghosts, or even ghosts.
Their night vision ability must also be very strong, there is no difference between day and night.
Long Chen leaned on a rock, thinking about how to get close without being discovered.
The sun gradually rose, making Long Chen feel hot and uncomfortable, and Gan Xin and Mo Lin were also sweating profusely.
"It's too hot. I miss the cold of the Holy Snow Peak."
Gan Xin felt uncomfortable in the sun, so he put on his own hat to protect himself from the sun.
Mo Lin said: "Do you still want to see that old witch Yin Ling?"
Gan Xing said: "Who wants to see her? I'm just uncomfortable with the heat."
Long Chen also felt uncomfortable due to the heat, but he couldn't think of a way to make it even worse.
What
More than a hundred sheep slowly walked toward the White Bone Mountain, grazing with their heads down as they walked.
"Sir, how about we hide among the sheep?"
Gan Xin had a sudden idea, and Mo Lin agreed: "You can try it."
Long Chen thought for a while and said: "We still have to put on sheepskins, lie on the ground, and crawl along for several miles."
Gan Xin and Mo Lin were silent
After crawling for miles, my hands will be worn out. This idea is not reliable.
The sheep continued to walk towards White Bone Mountain, and Long Chen continued to think of a solution.
As the sun gradually set in the west, Gan Xin saw the sheep arriving at the foot of the White Bone Mountain, and suddenly felt a little pity. If he had pretended to be a sheep, he might have reached the White Bone Mountain.
At this time, two herdsmen arrived not far away on horseback.
The two of them looked at the sheep hesitating at the foot of White Bone Mountain.
"What should I do if the sheep passes by?"
A young herdsman watched helplessly as his sheep grazed at the foot of White Bone Mountain.
The water and grass at the foot of the mountain are more abundant, and the sheep never look back.
The older herdsmen dismounted and bowed in fear at the Bone Mountain.
"Go back and sacrifice these sheep to the gods."
The old herdsman sighed helplessly, and he planned to give up these sheep.
In the grassland, everyone knows what White Bone Mountain means. It is a place of death, and anyone who comes close will die.
You can't risk your life for more than a hundred sheep, it's not worth it.
The young herdsman said sadly: "There are so many sheep, but they are gone."
The old herdsman got up, the wrinkles on his face piled up, shook his head and sighed: "It's not that it's gone, it's that we dedicated it to the gods."
After hearing what the two said, Long Chen immediately stood up and walked over.
"Do you want to get those sheep back?"
Long Chen smiled and greeted him. When the herdsmen saw Long Chen approaching, they did not show any hostility.
In recent years, the relationship between the Central Plains and the barbarians has been good. When they meet, they usually do business and rarely attack each other.
If a murder occurs, the barbarians and the Zhou Dynasty will investigate.
"Are you businessmen?"
The old herdsman looked at Long Chen's dress and asked.
Long Chen said with a smile: "We are here to collect medicinal materials. I want to ask if you have any medicinal materials. If so, I will help you drive those sheep back."
The old herdsman kept waving his hands and said, "No, it's too dangerous there. It's the place where the god of death lives."
"The passing of those sheep was an arrangement of the gods, and they were our sacrifices to the gods."
The old herdsman was very honest and said that Baigu Mountain was very dangerous.
Gan Xin and Mo Lin came over and they guessed what Long Chen was thinking.
Long Chen said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, we are people from the Great Zhou Dynasty, and your death gods can't kill us."
"Just like our gods in the Zhou Dynasty cannot control your lives, it will be fine if we go."
"Your Chanyu can't control us Central Plains people, and our Central Plains emperor can't control you barbarians, the same."
Herdsmen are simple people and don’t have many ideas.
If you think about it carefully, it seems like this. The gods of the barbarians govern the barbarians, and the gods of the Central Plains govern the Central Plains.
The young herdsman said happily: "If you can drive the sheep back, we will give you medicinal materials."
Long Chen forgot to glance at the Bone Mountain in the distance and said, "Let's change our clothes."
The herdsman asked strangely: "Why do you need to change clothes?"
Long Chen said: "Your gods prefer grassland clothes. I do this to please the gods."
The herdsman thought it right and immediately took off his coat without saying anything.
"Sir, there are only two sets of clothes."
Gan Xin looked at the clothes and felt a little embarrassed. Two sets of clothes were not enough for three people.
Long Chen thought for a moment and said, "Follow me, Mo Lin is waiting here."
Mo Lin looked at Gan Xin and said, "Isn't it good?"
This trip is very dangerous. It would be better not to go, but it would be unfair to Gan Xing.
Long Chen looked at Gan Xin, who chuckled and said, "There's nothing wrong with it. Just come in next time something happens."
Anyway, Long Chen came in person, and Gan Xin had nothing to say.
Mo Lin nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait here."
Long Chen and Gan Xin changed into herdsmen's clothes, and Mo Lin took the herdsmen to the mountain col to sit down and wait.
After changing their clothes, Long Chen and Gan Xin rode herdsmen's horses, with their hair styled in a prairie style, and walked slowly towards White Bone Mountain.
