The next day, it was still a rare and good weather.

After breakfast, the crowd pulled out the camp, and several yaks were also walking with each other. However, except for Meng Qianzi's leg injury, who had not healed and had been riding the whole trip, everyone else was not so keen on the cattle's back - it was really not comfortable to sway on the cattle's back.

Therefore, most people take a one-way, walk another one and adjust.

When Jiang Lian was walking, most of them walked beside Meng Qianzi and talked with her. There were several times when she was a little distracted and slowed down, she would fall behind.

One time, I accidentally looked up and found that Meng Jinsong was following me.

Jiang Lian slowed down and waited for him to come up. Meng Jinsong also saw him and subconsciously wanted to avoid it. But there were only a few people in front and behind, so it was hard to pretend not to notice, so he had to smile politely at him.

The two of them exchanged a few greetings in a routine and polite manner, about the weather, equipment, the load on the yaks, and the funeral of Duan Taipo Duan who was preparing in the other end of Xining.

Finally, there was nothing to talk about, Jiang Lian turned to the topic: "Can you bother you later?"

Meng Jinsong was a little surprised: "You said."

Jiang Lian looked at Meng Qianzi who was riding not far away: "This trip, we agreed with Qianzi. After entering the cave, she only walked to the first door. After going back, she would not go down, just me and the charlatan."

***

In the initial idea, Meng Qianzi should not even enter the intestines.

I woke up early and then started to find out that there was a big problem.

When you go down to that stone platform, there is a necessary procedure called "Mountain Ghost Knocks on the Door".

Before Jiang Lian and the Shenshang arrived at the stone platform, they accidentally entered the ice vein and slid down. Later, they led the way from Jiang Que Bridge, climbed up with a rope, and slashed the ice corpse, completely skipping this procedure, so they didn't have any special impression of "mountain ghost knocking on the door", and only knew that it would be very deep, so they took it for granted that as long as the rope was brought long enough, it was also feasible to tie the rope down.

But Meng Qianzi thought of one thing: there are stone insects wandering around in the belly of the mountain. Yes, it does not attack the charlatan, but none of you will arrange "mountain-avoiding beasts" along the way. What if it bites the rope off after it is tied down?

It's difficult now. I can't think about the ice blood vessels anymore. It's like a spider web. If you slide it again, it's impossible to be the previous path. What's more, if you borrow a few more courage, you won't dare to slide anymore.

So after thinking about it, whether you choose to put the rope or go down to the ninth level, you cannot do without Meng Qianzi. There may be a little bloodline in the talisman body, but it is a bit difficult for him to learn it now and then operate such a profound talisman technique.

So, I let Meng Qianzi go. She could enter the mountain intestine and help "the mountain ghost knock on the door", but she held a tether on her body. In this way, after the rope bridge fell sharply, she could hang it on the mountain wall and retreat into the mountain intestine. After the end of the charlatan, she would shoot a signal flare from the bottom to the top. Generally, the firing height of the signal flare is about two or three hundred meters. The signal gun used by the mountain ghost should be more awesome, and the brighter is greater, so it should be visible on the top.

At that time, she can arrange to decorate the rope, or, when the rope ladder is restored, she can take people down to the ninth level. At that time, the phoenix feathers and dragon bones have been burned, and the ladder has been closed. There should be no risk when climbing the stone platform. After everyone meets, they will go out from the secret passage of "finding the left hand of the door".

***

Meng Jinsong also heard about the entire step, and he nodded: "I know we will stay in the mountain intestine with Qianzi and wait for your notification. Are there any problems?"

Jiang Lian thought about what to say. After thinking about it, it was more convenient to cut into the mantis man: "Do you still remember the investigation information of the Sanjiangyuan incident, and the mantis man wrote a sentence for cursing Qianzi?"

Meng Jinsong nodded, of course he remembered that he had also read the investigation information.

"The ladder is right at the stone platform where the charlatan and I were going to. Now there are some signs that make us feel that the mantis' words are not groundless, so we ask Qianzi to stay away from that place as much as possible until the charlatan and I confirm that there is no problem."

Meng Jinsong understood: "Are you afraid that she will not be able to hold back and want me to stop it in time?"

That's what it means.

Meng Jinsong pondered for a moment: "It depends on the actual situation. Qianzi knew it was related to life and should not do anything randomly. But if you and the charlatan were in danger of life under their heads, I probably wouldn't be able to stop her."

A strange feeling appeared in Jiang Lian's heart.

Just burn a box, there should be no danger.

***

When we reach the intestine, it is already dusk.

There were piles of stones at the mouth of the intestine. This was the last time the mountain ghost left, in order to prevent people and animals from entering by mistake, Meng Jinsong arranged a few mountain residents to move the stones away. The group turned on flashlight spotlights and entered one after another.

The intestines were pitch black, but because it was a second time, everyone was not so nervous. Two shandos even whispered to the one who helped carry the box, saying that there was a colorful halo around him, like a rainbow on his back.

After walking deeper, I had about two hundred meters. The road was broken. Then I went further and there was the void, cliff, and several sharp flashlights were shot towards the lower part of the front: there was what Ni Qiuhui described. The core of the mountain was made up of nine mountains' intestines, gloomy, twisted, wrapped, and huge.

The charlatan took a deep breath and signaled the Yamado who was carrying the box to put down his bag.

After taking out the box, he held the holder in both hands, stepped forward and stood at the edge of the broken entrance.

Meng Qianzi was so angry that she couldn't breathe when she saw the charlatan standing tremblingly. She was about to ask someone to grab the corner of the charlatan's garment from beside her to prevent him from falling down when she suddenly heard a dull sound from the depths of the mountain core, like thunder and rolling stones.

Then, the core of the mountain began to slowly wriggle, and you could see the mountain intestines, slowly protruding their heads like living soft bodies, swelling, twisting in the air. For a moment, Meng Qianzi even felt that this was not a mountain intestine, but a giant beast, a stone giant beast.

No one made a sound, so many people seemed to hold their breath at the same time, watching the mountains extending around and connecting to the broken mouth.

Someone held her hand from the side, and Meng Qianzi smiled. She didn't have to turn her head to look, but she knew it was Jiang Lian. His hands were dry and warm. Because of the injury, the palm surface was a bit thick, but she liked to rub the back of her slippery palm against his palm.

Jiang Lian said softly: "It's not a time to see such a big scene in eight lifetimes. People are content and happy, so don't be greedy for Shu."

He beat her again, Meng Qianzi was not angry and wanted to pull her hands out. Jiang Lian tightened her hands. She twitched several times but didn't pull it out, so he could hold it.

***

After the mountain intestines were collected, the group of people moved forward again.

This road is different from when I came in before. Fortunately, it was still early to get apart in the morning and evening when I could see the door inside. There was more than one time to search. Meng Qianzi saw the book of the photosensitive rock pen more than once, including the marks left by Meng Jinsong and the clumsy simple drawings painted by Shi Xiaohai.

It was almost midnight when I finally found the first door that Grandma Duan had engraved.

At this time, physical strength repair is the most important. Except for keeping people on duty, everyone else will rest and wait for dawn.

There is actually no time to see in the mountain intestines, but Meng Qianzi always seems to be able to hear the passing sound of ticking every second. Suddenly, she had a lot of words to explain to Jiang Lian, even if it was explained before.

She snuggled beside Jiang Lian and whispered.

"Be careful, I always feel that the 'them's' in the water essence will not sit and wait for death."

Jiang Lian smiled and comforted her: "Hasn't we discussed it? They probably have nothing to do with it."

"That's different," Meng Qianzi was worried. "Last time, we did come in, but we didn't let go of the mountain. The so-called 'Daughter' was not going to be poor last time, and it didn't have to fight with you. This time, it's the truth."

Jiang Lian nodded and promised her: "I will be careful, especially careful."

This guarantee is useless. She hasn't noticed before that she has so much worries.

"It is said that according to the ratio, there are five or six monsters converted into by the water ghost. Are there five or six? We have dealt with five, what if there is a sixth?"

"If you feel wrong, you must believe in feelings. Reason is used to do things, and intuition is used to save lives, especially in dangerous places. You must believe in feelings. If you can't do it, forget it. If you should, retreat. Stay with the green mountains and leave it, and don't be afraid of burning firewood..."

Jiang Lian looked at her with a smile: "Qianzi, when you get old in the future, you must be a nagging little old lady. Your son and grandson are so annoyed by you that you are so annoyed. Only your wife likes to listen to you."

Even though she was still yelling at her, Meng Qianzi was not angry, wanted to retaliate, wanted to stare at him, and wanted to rape him, but in the end, she just lowered her head and hugged Jiang Lian's clothes tightly, as if she could hold the small piece of cloth tightly in her palm.

She grabbed the corner of her clothes and fell asleep.

I had a dream, but there was nothing in the dream, and it was empty and vast, like a strong wind blowing away, leaving thousands of miles of desolation. I could only walk with my feet and measure it. Once I walked, I would be a lifetime, and a measurement would be a lifetime.

Later, she was awakened. When she woke up, she heard more than one voice shouting: "Door, that door, is coming out."

***

The door is out, it's time to do things.

Meng Qianzi quickly stood up.

She saw that the charlatan had just tied the flamethrower to his waist and carried the packed backpack. The backpack was stretched out from four corners by the box, which was no longer like a bag, but more like the soft shell of the box.

Meng Qianzi suddenly remembered something: "God, when you first saw the box, you said you felt depressed and couldn't breathe. It was too heavy. Is it because you had a premonition that it would make your belly rot?"

The charlatan didn't react: "Ha?"

Meng Qianzi didn't ask questions again. She had turned around and helped Jiang Liansuo tie equipment.

The charlatan was stunned for a long time.

Yes, when I first got close to the box, I felt so uncomfortable and even moved away from me to sit. Is this because of this?

It seemed, but it seemed not: when he really saw his belly start to rot with his own eyes, he was quite calm, and he was only panicked, neither heavy nor depressed.

It's hard to explain clearly, it's a bit weird.

***

Everything was as planned, and Jiang Lian and the sage went down to the ninth level successfully.

The success of the return was smooth, and the crime was not bad. Jiang Lian rolled down the rope bridge and rolled down the stone platform. His eyes were weak and his mind was swollen: Chi Youfang's people probably like to sit on a jumping machine? From the mountain intestines to the stone platform, they can't repair a staircase?

The sirens were heard in his ears, and Jiang Lian opened his eyes and glanced at everything on the stone platform in a thick shadow and blur: it had not changed, but it was still the same, the ice dragon that had been cut to almost ruins, formed into a pile of bronze chains, and the keel bones scattered all over the ground.

It is said that dragons are extremely arrogant and will never expose their corpses in the wilderness. The dragon bones are spread out on the ground. It only takes one stick of incense to lose the stone when they encounter stones and soil when they encounter soil.

Fortunately, this is not a wilderness, it is the center of the mountain, the heart of Kunlun, with a roof over and a terrace underneath. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a good dragon tomb.

Jiang Lian took a break and then sat up, gathered the scattered dragon bones together. The talisman next to him also sat up. He took out the box first, and then opened the bubble film wrapped in the phoenix feather. The phoenix feather is worthy of being the feather of the divine bird. It was originally covered. Once it was disassembled, the feathers were suspended in the air, and soon reached a dynamic balance, flowing slowly, with a light golden halo ring outside the light.

The last thing he took out was Shan Gui.

Jiang Lian thought that as soon as the mountain gallbladder came out, the water essence would disappear. There was a big movement like dealing with the cave god in western Hunan. Then he thought, the big movement was because of Bai Shuixiao. If it was just the cave god, the process of the mountain gallbladder controlling the water essence should be... fleeting and silent?

He couldn't help asking, "That's it...that's fine?"

The sage said, "Little Lianxian, are you stupid? It's still far from the drifting cave here - the last time the cave god sensed the mountain gill because the mountain gill was approaching. It was like a gun, and you had to shoot within the range."

How to get closer? Jiang Lian looked at the hole on the stone platform: "Tie the rope and send it down, or throw it down?"

The charlatan shook his head: "None are."

He walked to the edge of the cave entrance, squatted down, and slowly flipped down the hand that held Shan Gan.

Jiang Lian wanted to say: Isn’t this just throwing it away?
To be continued...