After a while, everyone discussed it and agreed to find this ghost text hanging coffin, follow the clues, find Sophie and her group, find out the whereabouts of the South American man, and decipher the meaning of the ghost text.

As he spoke, Sanda walked in with a few young women, each holding a pile of pillows and quilts.

Sunda put down the bedding in his hand, pointed to the cottages on both sides of the main hall and asked the young women to lay the bedding in their arms, and then said to us: "Miss, these beddings are kept by the families in the village for the girls to accompany them when they get married. They have not touched them yet, and they are clean. The conditions in the mountain village are poor, please take care of them."

Everyone was moved when they heard about the origin of the bedding. Linglong said, "Brother Sunda, how is this good? They are all the dowry of the girls, and now they are for us. It really causes trouble for you. In this way, Brother Sunda, when we come back, I will immediately arrange for the house to send more bedding, clothes and jewelry to prepare better dowry for these girls."

Sunda said, "It's okay, Miss. The people in the village are actually very hospitable. When I said that when the guests came to the village, their families voluntarily took out their bedding. I have arranged a person and went down the mountain to the town tomorrow. I will use the money you gave me to order new quilts for each family. You can use it with confidence."

"Haha, Brother Sunda has done it well. But after I come back, I will prepare a dowry for them, which is my wish." Linglong said.

The scholar interrupted: "Miss Linglong, you still have to prepare dowry for the girls in the village, and you should consider your own dowry."

Linglong's face turned red when she heard the scholar teasing her, and looked at me and said, "Brother Nan, you take care of the scholar's brother, he bullies me!"

"Scholar, don't always make fun of Linglong. You are still preparing a dowry? Be careful that Linglong will turn around and prepare a dowry for Liu Qing and get out!"

The scholar stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "Oh, the young couple is on the same front? It's so good, two fists can't beat four hands, and the Sa family won't bother with you."

The scholar's words made Linglong's face even redder. She turned around and went into the cabin next door to help the group of young women clean up.

In the evening, Sunda brought the newly-cooked wild game and the bacon and vegetables contributed by the villagers from the village. Sunda showed off her skills, fryed several dishes, and took out the good wine made by the villagers. At first, everyone was worried about getting up early and refused to drink it. Sunda said that these homemade wines were not worth it, but it was okay to drink them. Then everyone started to drink.

The food is delicious and the wine is sweet. Everyone eats and drinks, talks and laughs. At that moment, I even think that this is the best moment in life. I hope that such days can accompany you for a long time.

After drinking and eating, everyone then slept beautifully on the brand new quilts on the floor of the bamboo building. At dawn, Sunda woke everyone up one by one.

After a simple washing, I ate some compressed dry food in the equipment, packed my backpack, and everyone followed Sunda and started a cross-border trip.

At first, although it was a mountain road, there was at least a road to walk. After crossing two mountains, there was no road at all, so everyone could only follow Sanda. Sanda took the mountain knife away and looked at the surrounding tree trunks while walking, looking for the marks left when crossing the border several times. When I crossed the second mountain, I was exhausted and exhausted, and my backpack on my back became heavier, completely relying on my will to support it. Everyone was panting. Seeing this, Sanda said, "Come on, you'll be here soon. You can't stop here, you may be discovered by the border guards at any time. If I remember correctly, bypass the ridge in front, cross the border line. When we get there, we are looking for a place to rest."

The Fourth Master said, "Listen to Sunda, hold on! It's almost here."

The last road was so smooth that I was able to withstand it. Fortunately, the journey went smoothly and was not discovered by the border guards. After crossing the ridge, I found the boundary marker. After crossing the boundary marker, I naturally arrived in Myanmar.

On a small hillside, we set up camp and set up fires to cook. Although it was not yet noon, we marched hard all the way, which made everyone feel hungry. While eating, Linglong asked Sunda: "How far is this place from the place where you fell from the cliff and found the hanging coffin?"

Sanda said: "We have to cross three mountains, let's eat here, take a break and set off, and we will arrive before evening."

As Sanda said, when the red clouds hang around the sky, we saw dozens of hanging coffins on the cliff from afar. Sanda meant that we continued to go around the path above the cliff like the route he took last time, and then use equipment to rope down to the place where the coffin was hanging. This plan would save much more effort than climbing under the cliff.

I thought the cliff would be very wide, but who knew there was only a winding path with dense woods inside. Inside us, Sunda and Lao Xu had rich wild survival ability and experience. After their survey, a camp was set up on a slightly wider place on the hill road.

After discussion, only the Fourth Master, Lao Xu and Ashun were arranged to follow Sunda and descend to the cliff through a rope to find Guiwen hanging coffin. The remaining people helped clear the woods on the roadside and widen the camp area.

The Fourth Master and his team checked the ropes and walkie-talkies, brought their military stabbing daggers and pistols, and followed Sunda to surrender. Zhao Ming and the other two began to use hijabs and axes to expand the camp.

I heard news from the Fourth Master and the others from the walkie-talkie from time to time, "It has dropped thirty meters and I have seen the hanging coffin below", "It has dropped fifty meters and reached the first hanging coffin". We were all anxiously waiting for the news.

Until the Fourth Master sent a message saying that the hanging coffin with ghost text had been found, we all calmed down and waited for the Fourth Master to make further news.

After a long time, the Fourth Master did not make any sound. The intercom only made a single whistle sound like a person's breathing, and there was no other news. We were all waiting nervously. Suddenly, a low voice came from the intercom: "Strange, what is this?" Then there was no more news. We hurriedly took out the intercom and kept calling the Fourth Master and Lao Xu and others, but no one responded. Zhao Ming and the others put down the guy in their hands and quickly poked their heads and looked down. However, due to the perspective problem, they could not see the Fourth Master and the others.

Linglong was a little panicked, and Ali said, "Don't worry, Miss, there will be no problem. The Fourth Master and Ashun are both top-notch. Mr. Xu is also an archaeological professor and has rich experience. Besides, even if there is danger, they all carry guns. And we didn't hear the gunshots, so it should be fine."

Linglong felt relieved after hearing Ali's words. Unexpectedly, as soon as Ali finished speaking, several complicated gunshots came from under the cliff. Ali's face changed and Linglong began to panic again.

I shouted to Zhao Ming: "Fuck, something happened below. Hurry up and take out a few other sets of ropes and prepare a gun for me. I have to go down."

Zhao Ming also knew that the situation was urgent and did not dare to neglect it. He immediately took out a few sets of rope down equipment, chose a few thick trees, tied them up, and then buckled the rope on me, the scholar and the four of them. We put the gun behind our waists, instructed Ali to protect Linglong and our rope down equipment, and then paddled down the cliff together.

I just briefly listened to Ali to introduce the methods and key points of the rope down, but I have not really practiced it. This time I stumbled all the way, and I almost didn't lock the slider several times and almost fell down. Fortunately, Zhao Ming and the four of them were all masters. While sliding down, they loudly reminded me and the scholar.

After going down for about a few dozen meters, I saw the hanging coffin. Some of the black and yellow coffins were placed on wooden stakes nailed to the cliff, and some were placed directly in small caves on the cliff. I saw that many coffins had begun to break in the wind and sun for thousands of years. The situation was urgent now. I didn’t know what happened to the Fourth Master and Lao Xu and the others, so I didn’t care about the hanging coffins, and just wanted to descend and find them.

It dropped dozens of meters, and there was no abnormality, but there were more and more hanging coffins. We called the names of the Fourth Master and Lao Xu, but we could not get any response.

The scholar shouted: "Mr. Xia, the distance should be almost the same, so let's look carefully."

There was a hanging coffin every part of the cliff. I suddenly remembered that Sunda said at that time that the hanging coffin was larger than the surroundings, and it was all black all over, with red ghost texts on the lid. As Sunda described at the time, I observed around and found something. At the foot more than ten meters away from us, there was a huge black hanging coffin, all over black and much larger than the surroundings.

I pointed down, and the scholar, Zhao Ming and others understood and rushed down together.

When I got closer, I realized that this hanging coffin was different from the others. Other hanging coffins were placed on wooden stakes protruding on the cliff wall or in small caves on the cliff wall. This hanging coffin was on a horizontal slope protruding on the cliff wall. This horizontal slope was strangely protruding from the cliff wall, and the size just supported the hanging coffin.

The six of us slowly approached the hanging coffin, and when we reached the right position, we locked the zipline. We used our feet to hang the coffin next to it. There were indeed some red patterns on the lid, but it was a little damaged by the wind and sun. I looked carefully and found that it was indeed a ghost text! The scholar quickly took out his phone and took a few photos of the lid.

I touched the lid, and a chill penetrated my body, not only shaking. I shook my head, gathered my mind, stared at the ghost text hanging coffin, nothing unusual.

Zhao Ming said: "Master Xia, the Fourth Master and Brother Shun are not here. Will they not find this coffin?"

I pointed to the side, where there were several ropes hanging alone, and said, "It's here. The position of the handlebar on those ropes is exactly at this height." After that, the scholar pulled one of them over. I looked at it. The sliding lock of the handlebar was exactly the same as ours, but the buckle insurance was opened, which should have been opened by man. I was calm at that time. After opening it, the insurance was closed and fixed next to the hanging coffin. I should have been ready to go back and use it again. I tried the walkie-talkie, and there was no signal inside, and the connection with Linglong was interrupted.

Where did the Fourth Master, Lao Xu and the others go? Apart from this gentle slope, they are all straight up and down, and there is no shadow of them at all. Is this coffin another mystery?
Chapter completed!