An Xuelun swept it away with a flick of his sleeves, and a thin layer of snow powder rolled up on the snow, covering up the traces and footprints left on the snow.
"Let's go and find a cave. Let's adjust our breathing for a few hours to recuperate our energy."
The two of them were alert to the movement in the sky and walked through the snow. Using the cover of trees on the left side of the valley, they walked lightly towards the north mouth of the valley, leaving no obvious traces behind them.
Not long after, when he reached the turning point at the mouth of the valley, Chang Siguo pulled out the arrow that had fallen on the snow, made an estimate, and said: "About one hundred and thirty feet." He calculated in his mind that if the wind was favorable, it could be more. One or twenty feet out.
An Xuelun sincerely praised: "Awesome!"
He was a physical trainer in the military. He had been exposed to bows and arrows before, so he naturally knew how difficult it was.
Archery not only requires strength to draw the bow, but also requires experience and skills such as the angle of the arrow and the use of wind direction.
Not just any cultivator can shoot this far when he draws a two-stone bow.
Chang Siguo wiped off the mud, sand and snow particles on the arrows with his fingers, inserted his backhand into the arrow pot behind his back, and just smiled at An Xuelun's compliment and asked: "Which way are you going?" Forked roads.
He hasn't mastered Wuhen yet, so he needs to take a breather with his feet on the ground after a certain distance.
He imitated An Xuelun's method, vigorously pumping his cuffs, rolling up snow powder, and covering up the footprints that fell behind him. After two attempts, he was able to do a decent job.
An Xuelun pointed toward the mouth of the valley in the northeast direction, "Go there and avoid facing the Beirong cultivators."
The two of them turned and continued to move forward. An Xuelun asked curiously: "Hei Wa, how long have you been practicing Wuhen?"
"How many days has it been?"
Chang thought about it and didn't know the exact number of days. In the underwater cave, there was no sand pot dripping to measure time. He added: "On the morning of the camp breaking, a volume of exercises was found from the beheaded Beirong cultivator. Follow it. Try to figure it out, and you won’t be able to practice until you’re good enough to make me laugh.”
What a joke, your sister.
An inner breath of true energy that circulated freely in An Xuelun's body couldn't be held back and dispersed, leaving two clear footprints on the snow.
It's only been four days since the city was destroyed.
After he was promoted to the solid state, he practiced without trace... Well, let's not mention it. He was looking for a blow to hurt his self-esteem. Why are the differences between people so big?
Being friends with this guy, An Xuelun felt that he should increase his tolerance limit to prevent himself from going berserk.
"Ha, I'm so talented, I'm ashamed of myself."
An Xuelun smiled and said politely, "I can't continue talking today, he is too difficult."
He also likes to have fun, and he doesn't want to just leave it alone, and is thinking about the topic.
Chang Siguo pointed his eyes diagonally towards the front left and said, "There seems to be a cave there?"
An Xuelun looked in the direction of his finger. Among the mountains and mountains, there was a less obvious black spot hidden above the whirling dead trees. He couldn't tell whether it was a cave or a sunken cliff. He nodded and said, "Let's go and see." look."
Take the lead in climbing diagonally upward along the foot of the mountain.
The mountain road was very steep in some places, and the rocks were blown by the mountain wind into thick and slippery slivers, but it was not difficult for the two of them. It took them half a word, using both hands and feet, to climb more than fifty feet. Half-mountain cave.
"Okay, this place is nice."
An Xuelun patted the snow particles on his hands and looked at the irregular cave that was two feet square in size.
There are several traces of smoke and fire on the stone walls, and the uneven rocky ground is covered with thick dust. There are animal bones, dead firewood, dried thatch and other debris everywhere. It can be seen that cultivators have visited this place more than once, and outside Compared to the ice and snow, the cave was warm, except for a faint rancid smell that filled the air, which was not very pleasant.
There is another slightly smaller hole on the right, which is dark inside.
Chang Siguo frowned slightly. His body was too familiar with the rotten smell. He quietly opened his eyes and "looked" inside. Inside was a smaller cave. As expected, in the upper left corner, there was a mummy wearing a robe that had not completely decomposed. , Chang thought about it silently, and looked away.
This world left him speechless. It was so chaotic. How could he dare to wander around alone?
You have to wait until you are strong enough to leave.
An Xuelun glanced at the cave next door and cursed: "Bah, bah, bad luck, who is so damn wicked, killing people without throwing them away, and destroying a good place to stay."
He turned around and walked out, Chang Siguo followed behind, without looking at the cave inside again.
An Xuelun walked to the exit and suddenly ducked to the side, whispering: "Eagle, flying from the southwest, is coming."
He was just about to climb down when he looked up and saw a black dot flying towards this side of the sky. He was almost exposed.
Chang Siguo hid on the other side of the cave entrance, glanced outside, thought for a moment, and suggested: "Let's just leave it here. Let's not bother with it anymore, so as not to be discovered by Beirong spies. I'll dig a hole and bury the remains inside. Out of sight, out of sight, stay outside and don't let anyone come in."
An Xuelun immediately responded, waving his hand and saying: "Sure, done, I'll be lucky enough to bury the remains on the road. You go ahead, I'll guard the outside. Those Beirong bastards reacted very quickly this time and released the falcon."
Let him fight with others, and no matter how miserable the torture is, he will not frown.
But dealing with a stinking corpse that was so rotten that its stomach and intestines were rotting was so disgusting that he wouldn't want to get involved no matter how lucky he was.
Chang Siguo pulled out the straight knife from his waist, chopped a few thick firewood branches, picked up a handful of thatch, and carried it into the inner room.
He didn't believe what Yu Fu said. The slight smell of rancidity in the cave had no effect on him. Hei Wa's memory of the cruel battlefield scene was incomparable. It was just a mummy, nothing more.
I just guessed that the Beirong people discovered that there was another secret passage in the underwater cave. After chasing them out, they released the falcons to look for them. They should have reached this far place. It was obviously too late for them to find another cave to stay.
Chang Siguo held his breath and dug a hole with a knife on the ground five feet away from the mummy. With his strength and the sharpness of the French knife, he dug out rocks and mud very quickly. In about one word, he dug out a hole three feet deep. In a rough rock pit, I pushed the mummy into the mud pit with sticks of firewood, threw a handful of thatch over it, piled mud and rocks on top, and simply buried it.
He found that the corpse had been inhumanly tortured before its death. The clothes were in tatters, and the skin and flesh were cut to pieces with sharp tools. White bones could be seen in many places, the limbs were turned and twisted outwards, and the bones were broken at an unknown number of joints. Of course, he was not interested in studying it carefully.
Let's rest in peace. All grudges and hatreds will end up in a pile of loess.
I was about to dig some dirt with a straight knife to cover up the dried dirt on the ground and cover up the source of the remaining smell.
Suddenly he noticed that there was a dark jade piece about an inch long and a finger wide stuck in the gap in the ground where he had just pushed the mummy over.
If it weren't for his amazing eyesight, it would be difficult to spot the jade pieces in the dim light.
Use branches to move the jade pieces to the ground away from the dirt.
Chang Siguo was a little surprised, is there really any blessing in this world? This also happened too quickly.
He took off the leather pot filled with river water from his waist, used two branches to hold the jade pieces and rinsed them. Then he put down the leather pot, held the jade pieces as thin as copper coins and put them in front of his eyes to look at them curiously. With the help of weak light, he looked at some of them. Transparent ink jade pieces.
The edges of the jade pieces were polished very smooth, and the tentacles were gentle, but I didn't notice any difference.
Like the trophies of jade he collected in his arms, it felt like an unusual treasure to him.
What's the difference? He couldn't tell. It was just a feeling.
He habitually turned on his Heavenly Eye to check, and as soon as his "sight" touched Mo Yu, Chang Siguo saw countless characters and images coming towards him, which shocked him greatly. His mind was distracted, and his line of sight was cut off, illusory characters and images appeared. Disappeared without a trace.
Chang Siguo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he might have picked up a strange treasure.
This piece of black jade should have been the thing that brought death to the mummy. He was tortured so badly, but the man refused to talk about it. He was a cruel person!
He just didn't know where the half-rotten mummy was hidden, and it hadn't been searched. Now it was an advantage for him.
After listening for a while, Chang Si turned his back and leaned against the stone wall, turning on his Heavenly Eye Technique again to examine Mo Yu.
Characters and images came rushing at me, and I was so dazzled that I couldn't even make out what they were.
It's too fast. It suddenly disappears when it reaches your eyes. It's like watching a 3D movie. Just watch it stupidly, waiting for all the characters and images that keep coming to disappear one by one until there is no follow-up.
Chang Siguo averted his probing "sight" and scratched his scalp in confusion.
what happened?
Could it be that the method he used was wrong... I suddenly felt dizzy and uncomfortable, as if many things were forced into my mind, with countless characters and images flying in my mind.
Gradually, the images of all the characters overlapped and intertwined, turning into three illusory light characters: So close to each other.
The word light shines brightly in the depths of my mind, and illusions arise and disappear.
Looking at the thin piece of black jade in his hand, it has become dim and dull, like a solid stone with no trace of its former agility.
