Chapter 1115: Tomb of Tusi King (61)

If Wei Xun's brother really disappeared in Wuluo Mountain, Yi Ling would have to make some plans in advance, such as sending Yumiba to Wuluo Mountain to investigate.

However, An Xuefeng's answer surprised Yi Ling.

"Wei Xun does have a brother, although I have never met him."

An Xuefeng glanced at the crowd, which was some distance away from the two of them. They were talking in a low voice here, and they could not be heard over there. So An Xuefeng whispered, "It's just that his brother didn't disappear in Wuluo Mountain. He just wanted to integrate into the team as soon as possible."

"Wei Xun is my team member. We are going into the mountain with the team this time. Our goals are the same."

Yiling's long hair, which was simply tied up, was a little messy by the cold wind. An Xuefeng raised his fingers to smooth it, and his voice was lowered: "Director Ling knows it, right?"

"Are they all the bodyguard team here to escort Professor Yu?"

Yiling said deliberately. As soon as An Xuefeng's fingers touched his hair, he felt a chill on his spine, as if he had been electrocuted. He simply leaned back and pressed An Xuefeng's hand, raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "Captain An is a young talent with extraordinary skills. You can tell at a glance that he has been a soldier or a special police officer."

He had long seen that An Xuefeng and his men had impure purposes in going into the mountains, but it didn't matter to Yiling. It was unknown how long these people could survive. Even if they really survived in the mountains, Yiling was not a believer in the mountain god. If this group of people can really fight with the mountain god, he might even add fuel to the fire. Killing the god, how interesting.

So now An Xuefeng is not going to act anymore, and is going to confront him?

But Yi Ling didn't want him to confront him so quickly and talk about cooperation. He was very satisfied with the current state of the team. It was fun to scare the passengers from time to time. It would be boring if they really wanted to cooperate. So he just nodded lightly, and without waiting for An Xuefeng to answer "serving in the army" or "special police", he continued to make trouble: "You said that Wei Xun's brother is not in Wuluo Mountain, so he is not there? You haven't seen him, right? I think Wei Xun is a smart man. Who knows if he is lying or not?"

"Unless you tell me his brother's name and where he is now."

Yi Ling seemed to have some prejudice against Wei Xun, and a subtle displeasure.

An Xuefeng thought that Wei Xun had passed on the news before, saying that he had the opportunity to meet the leader. The information about the leader of the Baishan Sect that An Xuefeng got from the undercover had only one word "zero" on it. Combined with the reactions of Li Jun and others yesterday, he was basically sure that Yi Ling was the so-called leader of the Baishan Sect.

But Yi Ling now seemed to have never seen Wei Xun. Did Wei Xun not have time to meet the leader that day, or did something go wrong? He had to find time to exchange information with Wei Xun in private, and this task was given to Bai Feibai. The most important thing at the moment was not this. An Xuefeng certainly believed in Wei Xun, but he couldn't say to Yi Ling that "Wei Xun is trustworthy" now, which would only make him more disgusted with Wei Xun.

Only by answering Yi Ling's question directly could he reduce some of his vigilance.

"Wei Xun's brother is called Wei Xuechen, and he is really not in Wuluo Mountain at the moment."

An Xuefeng's voice was very low, and only the two of them could hear it: "It is said that he is traveling outside and just went to Gannan a few days ago."

Wei Xuechen?

Gannan?

Yi Ling was not relieved after hearing this, but instead had a deep hesitation.

Why do these names and tourist destinations sound so familiar?

Let’s not talk about the names first. Yi Ling’s elder brother, who has the blood of the Indian sunbird, seems to be traveling in Gannan, at some sacred mountain in the Tibetan area. Is it just a coincidence? He ran into Wei Xun, and his brother ran into Wei Xun’s brother?

“There’s not much to see in Gannan this season.”

Yiling felt that this was even more strange and weird. If it weren’t for his spirit cat still sleeping, Yiling would have wanted to ask his brother through the cat if he had seen a person named Wei Xuechen in Gannan. It couldn’t be that the Wei brothers just ran into them... Well, what was his brother’s name?

“It must be snowy there in winter... What are you doing?”

An Xuefeng was saying this when he suddenly saw Yi Ling raise his hand and knock on his forehead. He used quite a lot of force, making two dong dong sounds. He grabbed Yi Ling's wrist and frowned, asking, "Headache? Are you exposed to too much pollution? Do you need to relieve it?"

"It's okay. We are so close now, and we have been relieving it."

Yi Ling smiled and felt better: "I just remembered something."

He just remembered his brother's name. He was really a little memoryless at such a young age. He could even forget this. It took him a while to really remember the name when it came to his lips. His name is Yi Ling, and his brother's name is Jia Yi. Of course, these are just names. They both have the surname Hong.

Hong Yi Ling, Hong Jia Yi.

This surname sounds like it will make you famous. Thinking of such an important thing, Yi Ling felt better. He didn't torture An Xuefeng to ask Wei Xun in a weird way. He drove his motorcycle to carry him back to the team. Bai Feibai had already persuaded the others.

Without wasting any more time, the group agreed to meet at the bottom of Wuluo Mountain at 5:30, and then left a large-capacity mountaineering bag full of equipment, a package roll with a single camping tent, and a full-gas motorcycle for An Xuefeng and Yi Ling. With the humming sound of the motors, the four motorcycles sped away and turned into small black dots in the blink of an eye. The wilderness became quiet, with only An Xuefeng and Yi Ling left.

An Xuefeng picked up his backpack, got on his motorcycle, and took Yi Ling along the river to the place where Wei Xun's folk song had just stirred up a whirlpool in the river.

"The river is deepest here."

An Xuefeng supported the car with one leg and pointed it out to Yi Ling. The river here is extremely wide, and there is a thin layer of black worms floating on the water, and you can't see the bottom at a glance. Even though there were waves of several meters high, the river bed was not exposed. It is different from other sections of the river where the water is so shallow that the bottom of the river is exposed.

"The two places where the copper coffin is most likely to be are the place where we cross the river, where there are stone figurines and stone tiger tomb beasts."

But the water there was shallow and you could see to the bottom at a glance. There was no trace of the coffin under the river except for the silt.

Although the coffin was probably buried in mud for a long time, An Xuefeng still believed that it was more likely that the coffin was in the deepest side of the river. He doesn't know anything about Tianxing Feng Shui, and he doesn't look at the terrain. He just relies on intuition.

As the White Tiger God of the Tujia people, his intuition about the coffin that came out of the tomb of the Tusi King was basically 100% accurate.

"I will set up a tent here and put all my luggage here first."

An Xueli quickly set up the single-person camping tent and put it on a moisture-proof pad. It was so cold that he had to go into the water. The most important thing was to prevent the body from losing body temperature. Even if there is not much time left for them to get into the water, they must be well prepared.

"Zero, will you wait for me in the tent, or go to the river together?"

An Xuefeng began to sort out the equipment he would bring into the water, but Yi Ling hesitated. The river was full of bugs, dirty and cold. He didn't want to go down, but it was boring to wait for a few hours - An Xuefeng's little tiger power incarnation followed Wang Pengpai's convoy, and he stayed There's not even a little stuffed animal to play with.

"I--"

Finally, mysophobia conquered everything. As soon as Yi Ling opened his mouth, he wanted to embarrass An Xuefeng and ask him to divide his strength to get him a snow leopard to play with. Before he finished speaking, he looked at An Xuefeng - An Xuefeng was there. After changing clothes, he took out a one-piece diving suit and oxygen bottle diving goggles from his mountaineering bag, which Yi Ling had never used before!

"I - I want to dive too."

Yi Ling immediately changed his voice and squatted down next to An Xuefeng with great interest to look at the equipment. He stroked the slippery and tough diving suit and said reservedly: "It looks interesting."

"This is a Poseidon wetsuit."

Sensing Yi Ling's interest, An Xuefeng introduced him while tidying up. The Swedish brand Poseidon is a diving equipment brand designated by the British Royal Navy. The three sets of diving suits they brought this time were specially customized. It is said that they were blessed by Aegir, the Nordic god of the wild sea, when they left the factory. In the UK It has also been maintained with holy water enchantment.

When they got here, they even performed rituals in Taoist temples, which can be said to be a fusion of things. An Xuefeng had once worn this wetsuit down Daxizhou, and now he was dealing with a small ravine. It was as safe as anti-aircraft cannons against mosquitoes.

All three sets of diving suits were left with him. The diving suit Yi Ling, which corresponded to Wang Pengpai's physique, would definitely not be suitable for him. An Xuefeng got him the Bai Fei Bai one, and personally made various accessories such as diving goggles and flippers for him. Ling held an underwater spotlight, and An Xuefeng brought two waterproof bags. He planned to lift the entire copper coffin from underwater to the ground, but if the copper coffin was connected to the river bed and could not be separated, he would have to bring back all the potentially useful things underwater.

An Xuefeng packed up the remaining things and left them in the tent, asking Yi Ling to keep an eye on them with bugs. Then he carried Yi Ling and walked down the river beach - the river beach was full of mud and dense black insect pupae. Yi Ling would never go down to the ground, and he didn't want An Xuefeng to touch these dirty things. So in the end, the corn shoots were stretched straight to build a bright yellow bridge. They walked over the corn shoots until they reached the middle of the river.

An Xuefeng finally tied up Yi Ling's long hair, pulled up the hood that came with the diving suit, put on the diving goggles and checked the oxygen bottle. When everything was ready, he put his arms around Yi Ling and made a gesture to him, leading him towards Leaning back, they heard a splash and the two of them fell into the cold river water.

The underwater world is completely different from that on land. Yi Ling was so excited when An Xuefeng took him into the deep water, just like a primary school student's long-awaited spring outing. When he actually fell into the water and felt weightless, Yi Ling's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have never swum before, and he didn't know if he could.

But with An Xuefeng here, everything will be fine. When newbies dive, many people don't even know how to dive, and they always float up unconsciously. But An Xuefeng pulled Yi Ling, and he was more agile than a fish in the river. I don't know how he swam, and he took him right away. Yi Ling dived down for more than ten meters, leaving all the insects on the water behind.

The river fruit that can cause whirlpools here is really deep. In addition, the river water is turbid and the visibility is low. It takes a dive of more than ten meters to see the bottom of the river. There is a patch of undulating stones at the bottom of the river, which is denser in the middle and becomes sparse toward the outer circle. The light from the spotlight had very weak penetrating power in the turbid river water, so I had to dive down a few meters to be able to illuminate it clearly - these stones were all stone figurines.

Decapitated, chopped in half, fallen - countless stone figurines were silently disposed at the bottom of the river, mostly buried in the mud, and covered with a layer of black and slippery algae...or maybe insects. Yi Ling swept around the water with a spotlight, and occasionally saw a few complete stone figurines with heads. Their facial features were hollow, and their dark eye sockets and wide-open mouths were covered with black and greasy mucus. , the expressions are all painful and distorted, like the whine of being executed, which makes people feel panic and fear unconsciously, and the whole body is chilled.

But Yi Ling was born not to know what fear was. He only felt a little nauseous. The light of the searchlight moved away from the stone figurines and swept across their centers. Soon Yi Ling found out and excitedly tugged on An Xuefeng's wrist.

In the middle of this pile of stone figurines, there is an 'open space' without any stone figurines on it. The mud on the river bed is raised like a tomb bag, and something seems to be buried there. You can vaguely see pale bones scattered in the mud, and there are a very large number of them. At first glance, it looks like a huge pile of bones buried in river mud.

There will be an extra update tomorrow, bum bum bum!

I'm a little stuck today. I'm sorry for the late update. Let the brothers Hong A1 and Hong B0 send 500 red envelopes to the babies. Take a bow!

Red is the red of the red guide!

This aspect of memory has been inculcated in daydreams before!

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