He chose a good spot, right in front of the village to the west, and had them dig a hole next to an old pine tree. The poor child was buried there, and it could be said that this child who had not experienced the world had returned to the earth.

  The destination they were heading to was the same location they had explored before, but Wen Bin felt uneasy along the way. The dark and cold ice cave in his mind kept lingering, and although he couldn't quite put his finger on it, he felt that there was some connection between this trip's purpose and what was bothering him.

  Arrived at the previously marked coordinate, from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, it's at least 500-600 meters deep. However, there is one convenient thing about being in snowy terrain - going downhill.

  The slope of the mountain is quite large, and the layer of white snow on top is very soft. Several people decided to slide down like this. They didn't have professional skiing equipment, what to do? Sit on the ground, hang all backpacks in front of your chest, lie on the snowy ground, use a human-shaped sled.

  The speed of this decline is much faster than when they first climbed the mountain, and it's just as fun. They shout and yell, treating it like a recreational activity. After leaving a few scratches in the snow, within half an hour, this group has already approached the bottom of the valley, with less and less snow, until finally, the ground is exposed.

  The entire valley was shaped like a funnel, and to their surprise, the bottom of the valley had lush green plants, and the temperature made them feel that they were wearing too much clothing, it was completely another season here!

  All the way until Old Wang discovered that at the foot of the mountain, there were actually unknown flowers about to bloom, and not far away, several colorful butterflies were dancing in the air. He said incredulously: "Wen Bin, have we entered another world?"

  Several people were already drenched in sweat, and they couldn't help but take off their thick winter clothes to feel an indescribable comfort all over their bodies. Even breathing in the air was filled with floral scents. Chaozi scooped up water from the creek below his feet and splashed it on his face, then took a big gulp and shouted: "Sweet!"

  The river flows towards the other end of the valley, not far away, and it can be seen that at the foot of the two large mountains, the mountain body is split into a fine seam, and the river winds its way in. And upstream, except for the snow-capped white mountains, which direction to go has become the key now.

  Zha Wenbin took out the compass to determine the position, and still decided to go downstream, because that's where the dragon head is located. The stream was not wide, and the water was very shallow, with flowers and grasses along both banks, making people forget all their worries in an instant. Walking forward along this stream for less than two miles, they arrived at the place where the mountain valley cracked open, looking from the outside like a huge mouth.

  Along the stream, they arrived at this place. The cliffs on both sides were steep and precipitous. The flying rocks and the rugged cliffs formed a sharp contrast with the birdsong and fragrance of flowers earlier. The surrounding temperature also changed accordingly.

  Bitterly cold! The biting chill suddenly dragged people back into the depths of winter. They had no choice but to hastily put back on the clothes they had just taken off, barely managing to persevere. The ice on the ground was as hard as marble, and even with an ice pick, Su Zi could only barely scratch out a small white mark.

  The contrast of this place is too big, there is not a single ray of light, and people have no choice but to turn on their headlights. Fortunately, they were wearing crampons that were originally used for walking in the snow, so it wasn't a big problem to walk. However, their progress slowed down again. Chaozi was rubbing his hands in front and shouted: "What kind of place is this? It's experienced two seasonal changes at once!"

  This geographical knowledge, Zha Wenbin only understood Feng Shui, and meteorology was not within his scope, so he simply said: "Shut up, watch your step."

  On both sides of the cliff, there were also long icicles hanging down, sharp and thick as several people could hug, if one fell off, it would be fatal. Above their heads, countless such icicles hung, and on the ground, countless ice pillars stood upright, this was an icy world! Suddenly, Cha Wenbin thought of that ice cellar, only this one was super large-scale.

  It seems that there is no artificial mark, everything is naturally formed. Carefully shuttling in this icy world, afraid of touching those sharp ice peaks like long spears.

  They walked for about three miles, and the scenery around them began to change. The stone walls that were originally covered with thick ice armor were all white, but when they arrived here, they found that there were several faint red hues.

  Red is a very bright color, and also very eye-catching. The first to discover was Zhuo Xiong, the sharp scout always able to be the first to discover any suspicious situation that may arise at any time.

  At first, they thought it was the stone wall itself that had red stripes, and it would only be visible with a thick layer of ice on top. But soon they found themselves wrong, because these red colors became more and more obvious later on, and even began to appear in animal patterns, at which point they could no longer sit still.

  A dragon pattern, a red dragon, with a pair of open wings stretched out like a demon.

  "Yinglong." Zha Wenbin exclaimed, "There's actually a Yinglong here!" To say that the red color before was naturally formed by the stone could still be barely explained, but this dragon, whether from its shape or the outline of its lines, seemed as vivid as if it were alive. Even the patterns on its wings were clearly depicted - could this possibly be natural?

  Under this dragon, there are several red places, the size of a ordinary window, and the red color indeed exists under the ice layer. Zha Wenbin asked Chaozi to use an ice pick to knock it open and take a look, if it's really a man-made drawing, you'll know at a glance.

  After several knocks of "ding ding ding", except for leaving a few white dots, there was no sign of cracks, which shows how solid the ice is. Chaozi stroked his numb tiger mouth and smiled bitterly: "Let's let Big Head try it, he has the most strength."

  Old Wang pushed his eyes and touched the ice layer, saying: "I think this is probably a thousand-year-old ice, it won't work without some special methods, just relying on brute force."

  What is the nemesis of ice? Fire! They came out this time fully prepared, and a smokeless coal stove was one of the good things for outdoor survival. When it's freezing cold, having a pot of hot soup can make people hold it and take a big breath of relief.

  The stove was lit, leaning against the edge of the red mark, after a long wait, finally began to appear on the surface a hint of melting. Super son strenuously used an ice pick to chisel, finally started the peeling process, when the first stroke of red completely appeared, that bright red exceeded their expectations, like blood-like red. When the entire pattern was fully exposed, Zhang Wenbin and Old Wang's mouths were already agape, it was a word! A word they didn't recognize! A word they had been searching for thousands of miles!

  That's right, this is the same as the characters in the Xuanfeng Mountain, and the same as the characters in the General Temple. Even Zhang Wenbin would imitate this kind of text, but until now he still doesn't understand what it means. What's even more incredible is that these characters are not painted on the stone wall, but directly written on the ice layer. In other words, these characters are embedded inside!

  Zha Wenbin asked Old Wang: "How long will it take for a layer of ice this thick to form?"

  Old Wang shook his head and said, "I'm not sure either, but at least it's over a thousand years old. A divine sign! We've encountered another divine sign!" He excitedly grabbed Zhang Wenbin's shoulder and shook it, implying that in the distant northern country, there might be the same civilization as in Bashu!

  Looking at the masterpieces in the ice, they can imagine that long ago, someone painted such a magnificent pattern on the stone wall covered with ice with a red pigment, even including the legendary dragon. Then after thousands of years, the pattern was again wrapped in a thick layer of ice, quietly waiting for their arrival, and this wait lasted for thousands of years.

  When the ancients presented their civilization to modern people in an unimaginable way, what they left us with can only be infinite reverie and deep shock. What these heavenly books, like ghostly characters, recorded is unknown to them, but Zhang Wenbin knew he had come to the right place, and Old Wang also knew he had found the right person. All of this was like a predestined plot, just waiting for that person's arrival.

  It was at this moment that a strange cry from the cross-faced man broke the silence of the people in the divine sign.

  "There's a woman!" The voice was sharp and shrill, as if he were afraid.

  Everyone turned their heads to look and saw that the thick-faced man was less than ten meters away from them, pointing forward with his hand, motionless...

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