There is a problem with the roadmap of Jiang Lianhua.

It does not list spider-web-like routes and north-south directions, but rather a mountain spectrum that approaches the mountain ghosts - the entire road map is a landscape painting that allows you to see the vivid shape of the mountain top, ridge and mountain.

In other words, you have to hold the picture stupidly to compare whether the shape and height arrangement of the surrounding hills are consistent with the picture. Only after the shape is matched can you determine the specific location according to the size - no wonder Yan Luo, who is riding on the back of a yak, holds the picture high and looks at it all the time.

Fortunately, there is a lake below the picture, which greatly narrows the scope of investigation: Although there are more than one plateau lake in Kunlun Mountains, it is better to have this feature than searching for more than 500,000 square kilometers of mountain carpet styles. Moreover, Xian Qionghua intuition is painting the camp area - there are also lakes nearby, and there are also mountain mirages where Shi Xiaohai was in trouble. If there is nothing strange here, it would be a shame to these coincidences.

She thought this picture was too careless: "From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many times the mountain earthquakes have occurred. With avalanches, sedimentation, and landslides, it is very likely that the mountain shape has changed long ago. It is not safe to recognize it by relying on the mountain shape, and the chance of making mistakes is also high."

Jing Rusi thought she was too nitpicking: "The ancestor of the Kuang family was a craftsman, how could he consider so much? Besides, since Yan Luo found something based on this picture, it means that no such mistake happened."

While speaking, I pulled down the door curtain and looked at the dark night outside: "It's too late now and I can't see clearly. When it's dawn tomorrow, I will be able to determine the location. I hope we will be lucky and find Duan Zihua's body as soon as possible, and the other missing people."

In fact, in Jing Rusi's heart, if the road ahead is really dangerous and Duan Wenxi's body is not found, I believe Duan can understand it. As the saying goes, you can't lose a living life for someone who has died for decades.

However, Yamado's eight-man team only came back with a dementia Shi Xiaohai. For such a big thing, you have to find out the reason for anything you say. I will give you an explanation - the dear Shan Gui family dares not investigate even if they die, which is too cowardly.

***

It was still early before dawn, so we couldn't wait, so we went back to the account to make up for our sleep.

When Jiang Lian left, hesitated for a moment, but turned back to Meng Qianzi and asked her in a low voice: "Is it okay?"

Meng Qianzi smiled and said, "It's okay."

After saying that, he was a little confused again: "After watching the video of the Water Ghost, I actually didn't feel any fluctuations in my heart. I just thought they were unlucky and thought that the Water Ghost was really useless. I asked my own affairs to others. But after dealing with them, it was different."

After the fight, the other party is no longer a flat person, with flesh and blood, joy and anger, and a smiling face. He will be full of hope and wait treacherously.

She doesn't want to be the one who brings bad news.

Jiang Lian nodded: "I understand."

Meng Qianzi thought for a while: "You said, if that Kirin crystal was intact, would things... be different?"

Even though I knew this assumption was meaningless, I still couldn't help thinking.

Jiang Lian said: "The Huangdi clan is not stupid. Will the Chiyou clan members not think of a way they can think of? There must be a reason why they didn't do it in the end. If the bunches of grapes in the drifting cave are Kirin crystals - Kirin will take two thousand years to grow into one, and Xiran has created hundreds of thousands. Can the two be put together? "

...

Can it be the same?

This question has been lingering in Meng Qianzi's mind, and if you think about it, you will have dreams.

She had a dream.

I dreamed of Zong Hang's girlfriend Yi Sa, the girl who appeared in the video of Water Ghost, was quiet and thin, with short hair that reached the edge of her jaw, but there was always a stubborn look between her eyebrows and eyes.

And he carried a bunch of grapes that were so big - Meng Qianzi had never seen those drifting caves in real time, but heard that they were in the shape of grapes - so it was reflected into the dream, which was a bunch of grapes.

She kept pulling off the grapes from the stem, stuffing them to Yi Sa on the left and right, and said quickly and urgently: "Eat, eat more, maybe eat a few more, and how many more years can you live."

Yi Sa held grapes in his hand, looked down for a while, but didn't eat them, then looked up at her and asked, "If you eat too much, what will happen faster?"

Meng Qianzi was stopped and couldn't answer.

She just stood there blankly. Later, Yi Sa disappeared and the bunch of grapes disappeared. She stood alone at the pass of Kunlun Mountain. The sky was gloomy and the wind was like a whistle. There were a bunch of gray-white snow particles floating in the air.

It was so cold. In the dream, she squatted down, shrank into a ball, wrapped her down jacket tightly, and then wrapped it tightly.

...

Jing Rusi was awakened by the movement beside her. When she looked at the phone, she saw Meng Qianzi holding her sleeping bag tightly and curled up inside.

Look, let the child be frozen.

Jing Rusi sighed, grabbed the down jacket he had taken off, and covered it on Meng Qianzi's body.

***

There is no need to pull out the camp the next day.

As usual, Meng Qianzi had to sleep until afternoon, but when she had something to do, it was difficult for people to sleep peacefully. In addition, there were many rustling sounds outside early in the morning, and she woke up normally.

There was no one in the tent, and two more layers were covered on her sleeping bag, which should have been added to her by the fourth and seventh mothers.

Meng Qianzi lay down for a while and heard Shi Xiaohai shouting outside: "There! There! Fall down, boom!"

He Shengzhi scolded him with a voice: "Wow, whisper! Miss Meng is still sleeping!"

This answer reminded Meng Qianzi that he would have to be idle today: he had to send someone to explore the place where Shi Xiaohai attacked and fell from the cliff, and he had to find out the destinations of Yan Luo and Taipo Duan based on the road map drawn by Jiang Lian last night.

She quickly put on her clothes, leaned over and opened the curtain door, and a cold wind poured in, making her feel immediately cold.

The weather was not good today, just like in her dream, it was gloomy and gray. The portable bag-torn mouthwash and face-washing wipes were almost frozen into ice. Meng Qianzi was too lazy to call someone to do things, so she simply stuffed it into her arms and covered it.

When I looked out, I saw the fourth and seventh mothers and the others standing on the edge of the valley with people, holding drawing paper, holding tablets, or holding mobile phones, and comparing in different directions.

Meng Qianzi's heart skipped a beat: Just a painting, it's clear at a glance. Isn't it possible to determine it in minutes? Is it still uncertain after so many people watching it for so long. It's most likely that the painting on the painting is not here.

When I thought about it this way, I suddenly saw the charlatan passing by not far away, carrying his hands on his back, as if the leader went to the grassroots inspection.

Meng Qianzi frowned and thought to herself why this man suddenly showed off his style. When he looked at it again, his heart tightened and he shouted: "God!"

The charlatan looked back in the sound, then accelerated his pace: "Ah?"

Meng Qianzi was shocked and angry, pointing behind him: "Who tied you up?"

No wonder the charlatan was in such a difficult-to-speak posture when walking: his hands were actually tied behind him.

The charlatan was very excited: "I myself, I asked for it!"

Before Meng Qianzi could ask another question, he was already talking: "Given that I have said very strange things twice in a row, I think I am too unpredictable. Will I lose control if I develop further? This is not possible. With a responsible attitude towards myself and others, I took the initiative to ask myself to control it. This is called preventing problems before it happens."

That's how it is closed.

Meng Qianzi was silent for a moment. In fact, she also felt that this was safer: she could trust the charlatan, but if this charlatan was no longer pure, what else would be mixed with?

She looked at the charlatan: "You used to dream, but now you are talking strange things. What do you think... what is your situation? Is there a second person in your body like Yama?"

The charlatan gave her a blank look: "Miss Meng, I am over fifty years old. I have lived for most of my life before I realized that there is a second person in my body. Am I too slow? Besides, I have never eaten Qilin Crystal. When Yan Luo found Qilin Crystal, I was eating a hundred-store meal."

"I think this is a kind of subconsciousness. As I entered the whole thing, I was slowly activated. At the beginning, I heard the word "mountain gut" from the girl in the telecommunications business hall, and it was like a switch, and it opened the curtain with a click."

"After that, every time there is a new progress, I will think of something. The things I think of are presented in the form of dreams. Later, after more experience, this subconsciousness begins to change to consciousness and will suddenly pop out of my mouth. Perhaps, in a while, those things will completely become my consciousness and memory, and I can tell you the causes and consequences."

Meng Qianzi nodded, and stopped talking, and paused. She lowered her voice: "God, are you really... that inner supporter of Chi Youfang?"

She stated: "I have no intention of slandering you. He is him, you are you. Let's present the facts and reason."

"The dreams and words you have made people feel that you were at the sealing scene, you secretly contacted the mysterious man, you stole the phoenix feather and the ashes of the dragon bone to the other party, and you also expressed your intention to continue looking for the dragon bone, you became a traitor, the matter was revealed and the stomach was cut open. You even knew that Chiyou's team was going to dig the dead Qilin."

The charlatan wanted to reach out and push his glasses, but unfortunately, his hands were tied, and his nose was sweating. The fashionable mirror frame was about to fall.

He stuttered: "This...is possible, but when we look at the problem, we must... consider various situations, and we cannot blindly see. You see that there are many reversals in social news now, maybe... maybe..."

He tried hard to find another possibility, but the more anxious he was, the less help he could. This time, not only his nose bridge, but even his forehead and temples were sweating.

Meng Qianzi thoughtfully helped him lift his glasses up: "The same thing, even if you are, I will not discriminate against you. It has been thousands of years. Who is so bored to get such an old account...Where is Jiang Lian?"

The topic finally moved away from the "inner response", and the charlatan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "When I was sleeping, I put my eyes on the divine in the middle of the night, he was so tired. When I went back last night, I took off my clothes and fell asleep... Do you have something to ask him for?"

Meng Qianzi said "Oh". If her legs and feet are convenient, she would probably have to go over and make trouble for him, but now she has dragged her sick leg and can't crawl over.

Just as I was looking for an excuse to get over it, I suddenly heard Jing Rusi call her and turned around and saw that Jing Rusi was pulling the drawing paper in her hand and came over panting. Before she could get close, she complained: "It's so deadly, it's not here. When I look at it, I don't paint here."

Meng Qianzi was stunned.

She had the same view as Xian Qionghua. This camp, which had both a lake and a place where Shi Xiaohai had an accident, was also seen in the mountain mirage twice. It was impossible that it was just a coincidence.

She thought for a while: "Can it be a terrain change? It's been thousands of years, and various geological effects cannot be exactly the same as before."
Chapter completed!