The night deepened.
Snowflakes were also falling outside.
The entire Old Bear Ridge was dyed white.
A group of people gathered in front of the fire, listening to the unhurried narration of Francolin Whistle.
It turned out that in the past two years, the three of them had entered the Old Bear Ridge many times. To be precise, it was in the deep mountains at the border of Hunan and Guizhou.
Almost all of them were wandering around.
Although it was vague, Feng Bai knew the reason.
The main reason why Ban Shanmen had been searching for the Muchen Pearl over the years was to get rid of the curse on all the tribe members.
This matter had to start from the ancient times.
The Lagrama tribe migrated to the hinterland of the Taklamakan Desert. The tribe members accidentally discovered a ghost cave there. They thought that it was a gift from the heavens, and the tribe members worshipped it as a miracle.
However, no one would have thought that the Ghost Cave was the beginning of all disasters.
All the clansmen who approached the Ghost Cave would have eyeball-shaped red spots on their bodies without exception.
A person who was cursed by this curse would not live past forty years old.
The time of death would last for about ten years, and the offspring would be passed down from generation to generation.
According to the shamans of the tribe, there was only one thing in the world that could break the curse, and that was the Dust Bead.
However, the Muchen Pearl was buried with King Wuding of Shang. Later, the tomb was stolen and it was lost.
In order to break the curse on their clansmen, the Lagrama Clan embarked on a journey to find the Dust Pearl.
Francolin Whistle was one of the Laglama tribesmen.
After joining the Moving Mountain Gate, he had been searching for the whereabouts of the Muchen Pearl for more than ten years.
This was also the reason why there was a rumor in the martial world that people who moved mountains and tombs only sought pills and never stole gold and jade treasures.
A few years ago, he received news.
It was very likely that the Dust Bead was hidden in the Miao Jiang.
After that, he traveled all over the place and found that the most likely places were the tomb of King Yelang and the ancient tomb of the Yuan Dynasty in Pingshan.
This was also the reason why he said that he had heard of it.
If it wasn't for the fact that the possibility of Ye Lang Ancient Mound was higher, then the three of them would have gone to the Bottle Mountain Ancient Tomb.
"I see."
Chen Yulou nodded.
At the same time, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He was not interested in King Yelang's tomb.
The group chatted for a while more. Zhe Gushao put down his tea and stood up to bid farewell." Everyone, thank you for your hospitality. We still have to go to King Yelang's ancient tomb, so we won't disturb you any further.”
"Old Bear Ridge isn't peaceful. Who knows how many monsters are hiding outside. Why don't we rest for a night before leaving?”
Hearing that he was about to leave, Chen Yulou couldn't help but frown.
"Yeah, it's not safe in the middle of the night. Although this mortuary is old and shabby, it's still a place to stay.”
Feng Bai added.
"That's right, that's right. In my opinion, it's better for you to stay. If anything happens, you can be at ease.”
Elder Luo grinned.
He was interested in the abilities of Zhe Gushao's Moving Mountain Dao Sect.
He was still traumatized by that old fox.
If another Blind Bear or Wild Wolf Demon came, they might not be able to withstand it.
"Senior Brother, stay here."
Seeing that his senior brother was going to insist on refusing, the flower spirit tugged at his sleeve and persuaded him in a low voice.
Seeing his junior sister's pitiful appearance and the snow outside, Zhe Gushao could only nod.
In the past two years, the old foreigner and the flower spirit had been following him everywhere without any complaints.
He knew that he had let down his junior brothers and sisters, so how could he refuse now? He nodded." Then stay."”
……
The next morning.
When everyone woke up from their slumber.
However, he realized that the three of them had already left.
Only a letter was left with a few lines of words.
Elder Luo put on a coat and rubbed his forehead that was aching from the hangover. When he walked to the back hall, he saw the letter on the table.
"Head Chen, that Zhe Gu Whistle said that he once discovered two streaks of rainbow light at the Bottle Mountain, which only disappeared at dawn. According to his judgment, there was a high possibility that there were demons at the bottom of Bottle Mountain that were about to turn into spirits.”
"Rainbow light?"
Chen Yulou was reminded of the scene he saw when he looked at the Bottle Mountain last night.
"There is indeed a treasure aura on top of Bottle Mountain, which means that we will definitely obtain what we want on this trip. This is a sign that there are ancient treasures hidden.”
Hearing Chen Yulou's words, Old Crooked Luo was naturally overjoyed. He threw the letter aside and took out his pipe to smoke.
"These people moving the mountain gate are quite interesting. They live like ascetics. Don't you find this kind of life boring?”
"Then what does Commander Luo think they should do?”
Feng Bai happened to walk out of the corridor and asked casually.
"Of course it's to drink big bowls of wine and eat big chunks of meat.”
"You don't understand."
Feng Bai shook his head.
He no longer paid attention to Old Crooked Luo.
How could a person like him understand the determination to move the mountain gate for hundreds of years to search for the Mu Chen Pearl?
"Hey, what do you mean, little brother? I don't understand. Who hasn't suffered when they were young? Back then…"
"Luo Shuai, don't think about the past. It's time to set off.”
Chen Yulou and the others had already packed their luggage. Seeing that Old Crooked Luo was still mumbling, they interrupted him.
Call the guide.
The group left the mortuary.
They climbed over mountains, climbed rocks, and drilled holes. They set off at seven or eight o'clock and finally arrived at Bottle Mountain around noon.
Looking over, he saw that the mountain peak before him was like a huge ancient bottle.
The mountain was magical and the terrain was dangerous. There were broken cliffs everywhere, and the fog below was rising. He could vaguely see a few rainbows hanging on the top of the mountain like bridges.
"Do you want to play now or?"
Looking at the rainbow light below, Old Crooked Luo felt an itch in his heart.
In his heart, he thought that there must be a big fight below, or else there wouldn't be such a scene.
"My lords, are you…going down this Bottle Mountain? That won't do."
When the Miao guide heard that they were going to enter the tomb, his face turned pale and he shook his head.
Old Crooked Luo was furious when he heard that. He went up and kicked him over. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at his head as he cursed.
"F * ck your grandmother. Not many people dare to say no to me. If you don't lead the way today, I'll break your skull first.”
"No…we can't go, there's a Corpse King at the bottom of the Bottle Mountain, no matter how many people go, they will die!”
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