Two guides took Li Chengdao and his party into Crouching Tiger Ridge.
This mountain range is very large, stretching for dozens of miles. There is white snow on the top of the mountain, and gray-black rocks and snow on the mountainside. The snow at the foot of the mountain has melted, and the snow water has gathered into a trickle and flowed southeast.
The two guides went in the direction they heard about, but they still couldn't find the ice cave in Hutou Mountain until dark.
Luo Heng was a little anxious from behind and shouted: "Have you ever been here before?"
Li Chengdao said nothing. It was obvious that these two guides had never been here themselves, they should have only heard about it.
"Don't worry, sir, we can find it."
The guide's voice trembled, and he was very afraid of being eaten.
"If you can find it, it means it has never been there."
Pang Yun heard the implication.
The guide was so frightened that he begged for mercy: "Sir, give us some time and we will definitely find it."
Luo Heng stepped forward, looked at the guide coldly, and said, "You taste better than they look."
These words frightened the two guides so much that they trembled, jumped off their horses, knelt on the pile of rocks and kowtowed, their foreheads bleeding from being pricked by sharp stones.
"Spare your life, spare your life, we will definitely find it."
Pang Yun stepped forward, grabbed the guide's hair, and made as if he wanted to eat people and drink their blood, which made the two of them tremble in fear.
Li Chengdao advised: "No matter what, they are the locals. If we eat them, we can only slowly turn around."
The two guides are locals after all, so they are definitely better at finding ice than ghost soldiers.
"Yes, we can find it."
The guide's forehead was bleeding, which made Luo Heng feel itchy. He couldn't help but lick the blood from his forehead, which frightened the guide so much that he flew away.
"Okay, let's sleep here tonight and leave tomorrow."
Li Chengdao ordered to set up camp on the spot, and the ghost soldiers sat on the ground. They were not afraid of the cold and had no need to pitch tents. Unlike the barbarians, they could not stand the cold at night.
However, when their palms were pierced, they knew that their lives were short-lived, so they didn't care.
What will happen if a dying person is frozen?
Better to freeze to death than to be eaten.
southeast.
Long Chen took Gan Xin and others to the vicinity of Crouching Tiger Ridge.
It was windy at night, so Long Chen found a small cave to spend the night.
Yi He and Mu Zhen picked up wood and placed it at the entrance of the cave, and the horses were led into the cave for the night.
"Senior Ganxin, could you please help us light a fire?"
The firewood here is a bit damp, and Yihe knows that Ganxin carries kerosene, which makes it most convenient to light a fire.
Gan Xin took out kerosene and lit Yihe's fire. Mu Zhen quickly brought a pot, placed it on it, and put clean snow on it to boil.
This pot was obtained from the Shutuo tribe and was used to boil water for the war horses.
Of course, they also drink water themselves.
The blazing fire illuminates the cave, the cold wind howls outside, and the bonfire inside the cave brings a sense of warmth.
In the dark night, light can always give people a sense of security.
Mu Zhen first gave the war horse a drink of water, then took out the dried meat, sliced it, and ate it slowly.
Long Chen took out the map, looked at the direction, and said: "We should not be far from Crouching Tiger Ridge, and we should be able to reach it in another day's walk."
Gan Xin smoked a cigarette, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes in enjoyment.
Mo Lin ate the dried venison and asked, "Sir, what battle happened in Crouching Tiger Ridge?"
Long Chen said: "Historical data records that the Crouching Human Clan and the Ghost Clan were fighting generals, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. This battle was a battle between the generals of both sides."
"There are only so many records. I have no way of knowing the specific battle that year."
"I used to think it was the founder of the country who didn't want to mention it, but now I think it was the ghost who deleted the relevant records."
Feng He said: "Historical records from various countries are hidden in the palace. It would be a bit difficult to delete them all."
Mo Lin said: "The ghost fetus has been around for more than two hundred years, which is enough time to delete the records about the ghost clan."
Long Chen said: "In these two hundred years, ghost fetuses have been god-like existences."
"Think about it, when did we know the true state? It was at the Holy Snow Peak."
"Before entering the Changsheng Sect, we thought that the limit of cultivation was the Emperor, and the limit of ordinary people was the Martial Emperor."
"Gui Fei looks at people like us with our true cultivation level, just like looking at ants."
"Not to mention the historical materials in the palace, even the leader of a country can be captured without anyone knowing."
When his cultivation is crushed, he exists like a god.
The changes in the world have only begun in the past few years.
Since Long Chen broke through to the real realm and became the number one master in the Central Plains, the empress has broken through one after another, followed by Li Chengdao.
Only after you reach the true level of cultivation can you be said to be the same as a ghost fetus, and only then can you dare to fight a ghost fetus head-on.
Gan Xin said with emotion: "Five years ago, I was still an assassin in Wanjin Tower. At that time, I was just a martial artist, but I felt invincible in the world."
"It's really ridiculous now that I think about it. The frog in the well is sitting in the well looking at the sky."
Gan Xin felt very accomplished when he was able to dominate the affairs of Xixia in Wanjin Tower, and even felt that he had the status of the lord of the country.
Now that I think about it, these are ridiculous ideas.
Mo Lin couldn't help but said: "Lao Gan, what you said is right."
Gan Xin broke through to the real state, and Mo Lin was still in the Emperor's position, feeling embarrassed.
Gan Xin smiled, blew out a puff of smoke, and said, "Old Mo, Emperor Zun is actually quite good. How could we have dared to break through Emperor Zun before?"
Mo Lin was speechless and muttered: "Of course you said so if you made a breakthrough on your own..."
Long Chen put away the map and said: "Get some rest, we have to travel tomorrow."
Tomorrow we will only arrive at Crouching Tiger Ridge. Whether there are ghost soldiers hidden there or not, the ghost generals will not know.
Even if it is really hidden, where to hide it is still a problem.
I wonder if I can find a guide this time?
Yi He and Mu Zhen said they had never been to Crouching Tiger Ridge and did not know if there were any frozen caves.
If you can't find someone familiar with the terrain then, you may have to look for it for a long time.
Mu Zhen was eating dried meat and drinking hot water. The cold wind was howling outside. Yi He set up a tent in the cave and the two of them went in to sleep.
Long Chen also slept next to him.
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Crouching Tiger Ridge.
As night fell, Li Chengdao and Luo Heng's group were sleeping in a pile of rocks. The barbarian was leaning on the rocks, and many people's bodies were frozen.
The two guides were at the edge, and the surroundings were quiet.
One of the younger guides carefully opened his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked around.
Everyone was asleep, even the horses were dozing off.
The young guide slowly got up. He moved very carefully and tried not to make any noise.
Slowly walking to the edge, he unbuttoned his pants and pretended to urinate at night.
The surroundings were still very quiet, no one noticed me...
The young guide slowly squatted down and pretended to have a big...
Then, he leaned down and slowly moved out until he disappeared into the dark night.
the next morning.
When the sky lit up, Li Chengdao slowly stood up.
Looking around, Li Chengdao didn't notice that a guide had left.
It's not that his observation skills are not good, it's that no one could have imagined that someone would dare to escape.
When he walked to a stream, Li Chengdao took out a silk scarf, soaked it in it, and then washed his face.
No matter how careless a person who has been an emperor is, washing his face is a must.
This is an attitude towards life, not pretentiousness.
After washing his face, Li Chengdao walked back to the camp. Luo Heng and Pang Yun were stepping on the guide and cursing: "Where are the people? There is another one!"
Li Chengdao walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
He thought that Luo Heng and Pang Yun were bullying the guide again, and felt that they were really bored.
"A guide ran away, but he didn't find it!"
Luo Heng cursed angrily.
Li Chengdao frowned slightly, saying this as if it was his own fault.
