I have to say that in this bitter and cold place, the satisfaction brought by a stinging knife with a spicy throat is really not a big deal.

"Hey, Uncle Ming, what are you doing?"

"Since he arrived at the foot of the Changbai Mountains, he remained silent. He stared at the depths of the snow-capped mountains with time. There was nothing good to see, Qianluan.

"And, although my brother...well, in naive terms, he is a bottle of oil, but he has been too silent throughout the journey, right?"

"If I remember correctly, I have never seen the young man say a word since I left!"

Suddenly, the fat man looked at the young man standing alone and asked in confusion.

Whether it was on the road or when resting, the young man kept frowning and looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Others ignored him and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Yes, the oil bottle in the undersea tomb is much better than before."

"Why did it take so long to see you? It turned out to be frozen in Changbai Mountain?"

Wu Xie took a sip of soju and warmed his body.

"...Why? Probably, he is not looking at the mountains, but the fate he must face."

Upon hearing this, Hu Ming was silent for a long time and grinned.

The direction the guy looked at was the mountain where the compass was locked tightly in the east direction.

It was Sansheng Mountain. Deep in the underground of Sansheng Mountain, there was a bronze door that had existed for about five thousand years.

Speaking of this, Hu Ming's eyes flashed a little.

Ghost Seal, the key to open the bronze door, he has as much as he wants.

The word fate was a bit too heavy, and for a moment, the atmosphere became silent.

Wu Xie and the fat man knew that Hu Ming seemed to be very clear about the guy's past.

But unfortunately, every time Hu Ming talks about this, he is unwilling to say more.

As for asking the guy himself...

Oh, everything can be realized in the dream.

"By the way, Uncle Ming, what have you been doing for the past twenty years since you disappeared?"

"I heard from my third uncle that many people were looking for your trace back then, but they found nothing."

Wu Xie couldn't help asking Hu Ming curiously.

"Ha? Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"Actually, to be precise, I just disappeared for about ten years... But now I'm afraid I don't have time to talk about this, that's a long story."

Hu Ming's eyes changed a little, and he glanced at the young man who turned his head to look at him at some point, but he still said nothing.

It is very boring to travel on the snow-capped mountains. Wherever you see, it is all white with the extinction of life.

All that lingers in my ears is the whistling sound of the wind.

I left in the afternoon and the sky changed.

I don’t know when the white skyline has long been replaced by heavy lead clouds.

The cold wind on my ears was getting colder.

"I'm having trouble. Once the wind blows, it won't stop for two days and two nights."

"Maybe there will be a blizzard, and it will be a dead end for us to continue moving forward."

"The worst thing is that we are already too deep into the snow-capped mountains, and it's too late to return even now."

Shunzi's face immediately changed. He knew this endless mountain range too well.

Once the wind blows in this winter, it will kill people!

"That's over! What should we do? We can't wait to die on this mountain, right? Is there no shelter in the vicinity?"

A guy was taking care of the white-faced tangerine peel. Hearing this, he couldn't help asking anxiously.

This is Monk Hua. He knows some common medical knowledge. He has been responsible for the physical condition of tangerine peel all the way.

The environment here is so bad. Tangerine is in her nineties and her body has long since disappeared as tough as she was when she was young.

After struggling all the way, I was already breathless. If I were walking in the blizzard...

Before they can arrive at their destination, the tangerine peel will be burping!

"Yes! I remember that there is a volcanic hot spring in a mountain bag in front, and the terrain is surrounded by mountains on three sides. Maybe we can go there to shelter from the wind."

Shunzi thought for a while and said with his eyes lit up.

Because of the body, the eyes of Chenpi were already blurred and she could not think normally.

Therefore, Hu Ming became the backbone of everyone present, including Chenpi's friend, Monk Hua, Lang Feng, and Ye Cheng, all of them looked at Hu Ming.

There is no way, among these people, except for tangerine peel, Hu Ming has the most famous and the oldest qualifications.

Those who work in this industry are really convinced of this.

"Then that's it, you can lead the way, Shunzi."

"In such a place with few people and bad environments, it is the wisest choice to listen to the advice of the guide here familiar with the situation."

There was no need for too much thinking, Hu Ming made the decision.

Immediately, under the leadership of Shunzi, everyone changed their direction and continued to move forward.

Until around 6 pm, when the lead clouds in the sky had spread to the top of their heads, everyone finally arrived at the volcanic hot spring that Shunzi mentioned.

Walking into the volcanic hot springs, the temperature suddenly became warmer.

Before the sky was completely dark, everyone hurriedly set up camp.

On the other side of Chenpi, his friend was taking care of him with hot spring water.

"Tsk, this old man is really good at turmoil himself. If he doesn't live a life of old age, he will have to go to such a ghost place to suffer if he doesn't live in his family?"

"Just as he is so unlucky, I'm afraid he won't be able to get to the destination, and this old man can't do anything if he just hiccups halfway."

After finishing his work, the fat man gnawed dry food and looked at the busy scene of Chenpi, and couldn't help but complain.

As soon as he met from Changsha City Railway Station, he didn't like the man Chenpi.

After passing the Shanhaiguan Tangerine Pie deliberately fired a cannon, my opinion became even bigger.

Hu Ming dared to swear that the fat man must have hoped that Chen Pi would die immediately.

"Okay, fat man, Chenpi is not that easy to die. After all, he has been fighting for the rest of his life..."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Ming suddenly jumped in his eyebrows and looked in surprise in the direction of Chenpi.

Just now, the weak heartbeat and breathing of tangerine peel disappeared completely at the same time.

Could it be that the fat man was really confused by it? Chenpi really died halfway?

Your uncle, is there such a mysterious and evil crow mouth of a fat man?

It was fulfilled immediately less than half a minute after this?

Hu Ming thought in surprise.

No, no, it's not that simple!

Intuition tells Hu Ming that Chenpi has not completely died!
Chapter completed!