The Tianshenhui's private plane quickly sent Jing Ge and the other three to Beijing. Along the way, Jing Ge and Lin Lian'an rarely talked, which made Tan Shuiyao, who was cheerful and talkative, feel very bored.

The three were arranged to live in a hotel, and the two girls unloaded their luggage. Tan Shuiyao made a phone call first, and then took Jing Ge and the others out.

When I arrived at a pan-gold building with fifty or sixty stories high, I entered the elevator, entered the twenty-fifth floor, and knocked on the door of an office.

Jing Ge saw two people sitting inside. One of them had some impression of it. It was a middle-aged man in his fifties in the photo he saw when he was taking on the task.

The middle-aged man wore black-framed glasses and asked them to sit down. Then he looked at Jing Ge and the other two, and smiled at Tan Shuiyao who was standing in front and said, "You are the staff members who are accepting the mission! I am the captain of this expedition mission, and my name is Yang Yuan. I will trouble you these days!"

Tan Shuiyao smiled and said, "No trouble! It's all work. You're welcome!"

After chatting for a few more words, they agreed to meet at the airport at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Then Jing Ge and his group said goodbye and left.

"I have a suggestion! It's still early, how about we go out for a walk together?" Tan Shuiyao stopped and said.

This is Dongcheng District, with people coming and going. At this time, the sky is gradually dimming. The street lights on the street, the incandescent lights in shops, and the work lights in tall buildings from far and near, are like stars of all sizes flashing, which can also be described as the lights of thousands of homes, full of beauty.

The weather in Beijing was cold at this time, but these two women were not afraid at all. They lingered in the streets and alleys, followed by Jing Ge with a numb face and remained silent.

I went straight through the road from Dongsi North Street to Dongsi South Street, and then turned to Jianguomen Street. There were so many streets, I couldn’t finish it. Even Lin Lian’an, who was indifferent, had a relish and worked tirelessly to go to the clothing store and supermarket.

Later, he tasted some specialty snacks and found a restaurant for a big meal. Tan Shuiyao insisted that Jing Ge pay the bill, but Jing Ge never had the habit of bringing money, and only had dozens of change on his body. Tan Shuiyao thought Jing Ge would make a fool of himself, but seeing that he looked like he was fine, he didn't get angry and said to himself: "What a shameless face, don't you know how embarrassed you are?"

Another night breeze blew, and the three of them returned to the hotel side by side. The way attracted many envious and ambiguous eyes.

The next day, the three people and the expedition team met at the airport. They originally wanted to protect the safety of ten people, but because of their internal reasons, only middle-aged Yang Yuan, three young men, two young women, and four were missing.

Yang Yuan is an archaeologist and captain. He arranged all the work but there was no partner.

Three young men were both students and coolies, two girls, one was a nursing and the other was a reporter.

Jing Ge had seen their photos, but he had not recorded their names and was not interested.

It was already afternoon when I took a plane from the airport to Qiemo Airport in Xinjiang, and rented a car to Ruoqiang.

The horses kept stopping, and everyone came to the Kunlun Mountains at the foot of Muzitag Peak.

On the rising and falling grassland, there are sparse lawns on the yellow sand, covered with white snow. There are continuous mountains on it, and the white mist connecting the sky covers the entire mountain.

The Kunlun Mountains, 2,500 kilometers long, are a typical large mountain range. Therefore, when everyone looked at them, they saw countless peaks standing up, cliffs soaring into the sky, forming strange blades that pierced the sky, all of which entered the clouds. The connection between the mountains and the peaks was extremely tight, forming a winding and long dragon, whose "body" covered the entire line of sight, and there was no end at first sight.

It seems that no matter where you climb up, there is no obvious path to find. The convex and convex rock cracks are full of snow. No trees and grass can be found, birds and insects can be seen, and it is almost dead.

The destination that Yang Yuan had developed in advance was around Muzitage Peak. The route everyone chose was at the foot of Muzitage Peak. It was slanted from the south slope, and then moved slowly westward. Safety cables were tied to each other. Although the three young men were strong, they were still tortured with a heavy backpack. In the end, Jing Ge was too embarrassed to see it, so he inserted the knife on his waist and took the package of two of them, and found that it was really heavy. However, it was perfectly possible to carry the other one in one hand, without any difficulty. Jing Ge looked relaxed, which made the two young women amazed, and the other members also gave thumbs up.

Yang Yuan didn't know where he collected a large amount of information, and he also found a dilapidated map, pointed at it, looking for a route. Someone had visited the ancient city of Milan several times before and dug up a lot of cultural relics. This time they had the idea of ​​the mountain again.

Jing Ge thought to himself: "Mortals should not be troubled to bury their treasures on such a high mountain, right? Treasures should also be cultivators." But he didn't know that in ancient times, many people chose to bury their treasures because they were afraid of war or were coveted by those who were determined. Moreover, some rich people were put into coffins after they died, and the places where they buried were also very particular. Not only should they look at Feng Shui, but they would also bury many good things. An ancient plate is still valuable. If it is a jewelry and beautiful jade, it would be even more amazing.

Many adventurers once went to the Taklamakan Desert here to hunt for treasures. They secretly traded and made a fortune, but also left many lives. The desert is full of dangers, and no matter how careful they are, they will die.

This Muzitag Peak looks extremely quiet, but no one knows that it must be full of dangers, and the level is no less than that of the damn desert.

Every time he walked, Yang Yuan would observe the environment everywhere, as if he was looking for something. He kept on, even Tan Shuiyao, the two supernatural girls, were already exhausted.

According to the instrument, it has exceeded the horizontal surface at this moment. There is already snow accumulation around it, sedimentation in the mud and stone cracks, hindering people's pace. The sky has already darkened and stars are dotted. Three young students took out military shovels from their bags to find the right place for the leeward, dug a pit, buried piles, and trunk tents. After dealing with it, they finally rested.

The darkness gradually became thicker and the weather became very cold. The mountain wind was howling, making people seem to fly into the sky. Even if everyone put on the cotton coats they brought in advance, they were wrapped in three layers of the outer layer and three layers of the inner layer, they still felt like they were frozen into ice.

The female reporter named An Jing sat next to Yang Yuan, asking questions while recording, and was very serious and dedicated. The three students were also listening carefully. As for the nursing staff named Li Xiaofeng, they gave each person a capsule to prevent altitude sickness, and sprinkled some powder around them. After asking if anyone was hypoxia, they started chatting with Tan Shuiyao and asked Tan Shuiyao about the bodyguard market and other questions. Tan Shuiyao also whispered, but no one exposed it anyway.

Here, except for Yang Yuan knowing some details, no one else knows the special abilities of Jing Ge and his men.

Jing Ge sat silently on the side, wearing only a few layers of thin coats, but there was no cold feeling. He sat alone, not knowing what he was thinking. Beside him, Lin Lian'an occasionally looked at him, his eyes as if he was confused and bored.

Everyone was halfway up the mountain, and upwards were the dark silhouettes, with snow covered with a bleak white light. Downwards were the dark abyss, extending all the way to the distance.

This contrasting depression allows one to hear the sound of one's heartbeat.

At night, he fell asleep. Jing Ge took the initiative to take on the night watch. He could have abandoned his sleep, so he naturally would not doze off.

Everyone else got into the cold-resistant sleeping bag and wrapped them tightly.

In the second half of the night, the temperature was tens of degrees below zero. I don’t know if it was an illusion or the truth, Jing Ge seemed to hear the crying sound and thought to himself: “It’s not a ghost, right?” When he was listening intently, he only heard the cold wind howling.

Jing Ge thought for a while, touched the spirit-locking jade talisman on his chest, and his spiritual sense transmitted a voice through his hands and said, "Yu'er, you can sense the surroundings and see if there is any abnormality?"

Yu'er's ghost body naturally has more sensitivity to ghosts than Jing Ge.

Yu'er usually hides in the jade pendant and does not actively release her spiritual consciousness. Therefore, she asks, "Young Master, where is this? Why is the yin energy so strong?"

Jing Ge told the story, and Yu'er heard it and said, "The cry you hear is probably really a ghost, it's not an illusion. But why are there ghosts left on it?"

Jing Ge shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

"Since the young master wants to protect those ordinary people, it is better to be careful!" Yu'er reminded.

In the tent, Lin Lian'an, who was curled up in his sleeping bag, took out his cell phone and sent a text message, but there was a signal.

The mist surged, filling the entire mountain, covering everything. The night was hazy, as if the white fog was dyed a layer of black, making it even more weird.

In the silence, the sky is getting brighter and the sun is coming out!

The fog in the mountains is heavier, and the direction is hard to tell.

After everyone got up, they wiped their faces with snow, chewed a few more mouthfuls and turned into water to swallow them. After eating some of the dry food they brought, they continued to climb up.

Yang Yuan told everyone that you don’t have to climb to the top of the mountain. If you climb another period, you have to search carefully in the mountain. This will take even more time.

If you just climb a mountain, you can complete the task at noon. But everyone is looking for something. The mountain is wide, so you may have to search every place and explore some cliffs, which increases the difficulty and delays a lot of time.

When he was more than 4,000 meters above sea level, Yang Yuan began to choose to move across the mountains. Although he was old, he was strong and skilled in climbing. He walked in the front and squeaked in the snow. He continued to exhale a white breath, and only a hint of fatigue appeared on his face.

Jing Ge walked at the end to prevent emergencies.

Every time Yang Yuan walked, he would look around, make gestures in his hands, silently recite in his mouth, observe the map, and then go to difficult places to walk. Occasionally, he grabbed his hands forward, immediately smelled his hands with his nose, touched the soil and stones on the ground, smelled and tasted it, and Jing Ge was confused.

"It turns out that every industry has its own tricks, and each has its own tricks! I really can't see what tricks he is playing!" Jing Ge said in his heart.

After a long time, the group finally stopped. They saw a deep ravine in front, covered by clouds and mist. The rugged rocks were vaguely visible. They would definitely die if they fell down. The ordinary people couldn't help but take a few steps back, for fear of slipping down.

Yang Yuan thought for a long time, looked on the map, and said, "It should be nearby!"

The reporter asked An Jing: "Why?" Everyone else looked at him in confusion.

Yang Yuan took out the dilapidated map in his hand and replied: "According to the detailed map now, this place is indeed a canyon now. But the ancient map I found in the Kumtag Desert in my hand is different. I have searched a large number of ancient classics and folk legends, confirming that there had been geological changes here. It turned out that there was no crack here, and it was probably formed later because of geological changes. There should be a minority and a superstitious cult here thousands of years ago.

The center of the story. It is said that this cult is protected by great ghosts and gods. After a hundred years, it has entered various tribes and launched several plunders to sacrifice the captured living people and rob their property. Later, it angered the God of Milan, defeated the evil gods, and at the same time it rained heavily to wash away their sins. It also dropped lightning and lightning to split the hell passage, devouring the entire cult, causing it to sink under the mountain stream, suffering from the raging fire in hell, and never reincarnation. Then the hell passage closed, forming this crack layer."

Tan Shuiyao curled her lips and said to Jing Ge and Lin Lian'an in secret: "The legends say this. First, some evil demons appeared, murdered and set fire. Then the gods in the sky ran to the mortal world, drove them into hell, and saved the world. It was so old-fashioned that my ears were calloused!"

Lin Lianan said in confusion: "I only know that there is a gate of hell, which is also in the Kunlun Mountains, but it is not here."
Chapter completed!