The next day, at two o'clock in the afternoon, at the foot of a mountain in the southwest of Taihang Mountain.

The convoy stopped in a village for repairs, and then set off directly to the mountains after an hour.

When entering the mountain, there was one more person in the team. He was a local mountain man. He was young, in his twenties and less than 30. He spoke the local dialect that people couldn’t understand. Only Zhao Xinwu could communicate with him. The explanation was that the kid's father led the way for them, but his father died of illness a few years earlier. This kid had a little ability to know the way when he hit the mountain with his father. Having him lead the way can avoid many detours.

In this regard, Chen Hao understood.

Going along the mountain road, winding all the way around, when night fell, the team reached the mouth of a valley.

When he arrived here, Zhao Xinwu showed an expression of ecstasy: "That’s it, the longevity cave sky, it’s from here to enter. Back then, we walked this way, passing through this valley, is Wandu Ditch, the entrance to the longevity cave sky, In this ditch of poison."

The accompanying people were all overjoyed and hurriedly checked.

Chen Hao held the black cat with a strange look.

His mind has been perceiving the trail behind.

Originally the middle-aged man Sixth Uncle was with Hongmao, but after arriving at the mountain village, they actually merged with another group of people and then chased behind.

This is interesting.

Hong Mao isn't Zhao Xinwu's son, how does it look different.

But this group of people are all dead, and it seems that this so-called longevity is really a fierce place!

Chen Hao looked again in front of the valley, and could vaguely find that there was a chill attack.

Even black cats and roosters become dignified here.

The joy is enough, and move on.

Hurrying in the night, the speed is not fast, let alone everyone is carrying a lot of items.

The young mountain people did not complain, because before entering the mountain, Zhao Xinwu directly threw 20,000 yuan in front of him, let him lead the way today and find Wandugou.

In the face of enough money, nothing cannot be done.

Traveling all the way, less than an hour, through the valley, a long and narrow crack appeared in front.

On both sides of the crack, the vegetation is vigorous, and the sound of water flowing at the bottom can be heard faintly, and it looks plain.

But when he got here, the mountain people were beaten to death and refused to leave, saying that they could only get here, and the rest of the road was up to you.

Seeing his eyes, he was obviously afraid of the crack.

Zhao Xinwu went through it once, did not force it, and took the opportunity to open a camp in the valley, rested for one night, and then went to Wandugou to find the original entrance to Dongtian the next day.

In response to this, Chen Hao's thoughts moved, but he did not say anything.

Soon, the camp was finished and everyone simply used dinner and rested separately.

Chen Hao enjoyed a tent alone. After the camping site became quieter, Chen Hao waved his hand and arranged a small phantom array to create the illusion that he was resting. Then he left with the black cat and the rooster, and came to the follower first. Red hair is here.

I felt that they were hanging far behind, hiding well, at least not discovered by Zhao Xinwu.

But this can't hide Chen Hao.

At this time, a group of red-haired people were hiding in a tent to discuss something. A group of men guarded around.

Chen Hao's illusion bodyguard walked directly in with a big swing.

"Uncle Six, you said that fake, will you show your horse's feet this time?" At this moment, Hong Mao showed a completely different and stable temperament from the previous one, and his eyes were sharp and compelling.

The middle-aged man said: "It’s hard to say, I want to see if I can find that thing. He has deliberately pretended to be Wu Ye for so many years, it must be for that thing. If it weren’t for Wu Ye and me, only we two would I don’t know if he knows the **** code, but he is fake."

Hong Mao gritted his teeth and said: "I want to pretend to be my father, huh, old stuff, and it's worth asking me to call Dad. This longevity cave has been buried with several tons of explosives in succession over the years, just waiting for this fake. Come, now the opportunity is coming, and he must be asked to enter or leave."

Hearing this, Chen Hao was taken aback.

What a surprise.

Zhao Xinwu is fake? Who is he then? What is he looking for?

And Hong Mao and his party came here to kill Zhao Xinwu?

But this is not right. Since it is known to be fake, then the interrogation is directly taken, why bother to get so troublesome, it has been hidden for decades and treats people as real masters!

This kind of patience, I am afraid, is also not small.

"Little Wu Ye, you are the only son of Wu Ye. Over the years, I have been secretly teaching you geomancy skills. You live up to expectations and almost surpassed me. I am very pleased, but you must remember Xiao Wu Ye, Wu Ye This line, the ninth generation inheritance, is to find that divine object. When you reach the line of Wu Ye, you can finally be sure that this object is in the longevity cave. You must not act rashly. First, complete the dream of Wu Ye, and we will deal with it. That fake martial artist."

Hong Mao seemed a little unwilling, but after thinking about it again and again, he nodded and said: "I know Uncle Six, so I won't be impulsive."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "That’s good, um, it’s not early. Let’s take a rest. The night is the scariest thing in Wandu Ditch. It’s impossible to pass. Only when the poison is lurking in the day can we pass. The carduelis must catch up to catch the silkworm."

Hong Mao said: "Okay, then Uncle Six will rest early, I'll go back first."

Then the people in the tent dispersed.

Chen Hao thought it was over~lightnovelpub.net~ and was about to leave, suddenly his eyes moved and he continued to pay attention.

Then, Chen Hao was surprised to find out.

The middle-aged man who was kind to Hongmao and looked very kind. After Hongmao left, his eyes became cold. He took out a dilapidated map and gave a few clicks, with a sneer on his face.

And the red hair who entered a tent, lying on a hammock, made a barely audible voice: "Old fox."

Chen Hao: "..."

Fuck, from these subtle expressions and words, you can see that this is different from what I just thought.

None of these people are telling the truth, they are all dealing with hypocrisy and convinced themselves.

A movie star performance!

Chen Hao pondered for a while and suddenly grinned.

"Everyone loves the drama, right? Then perform well. I will let you perform a big show."

Thinking, Chen Hao turned around, took the black cat and the rooster, and plunged into Wandugou without hesitation.

Entering it, Chen Hao found that there were no bugs, but in perception, almost every place, there will be a variety of small creatures lurking.

It is said that it is Wandugou, obviously the little guys here are poisonous.

Chen Hao came in and instantly attracted the attention of a small group of people around him.

At this moment, the rooster glared and made a cooing sound. In a moment, the surrounding creatures fled away.

Afterwards, the rooster opened the way, followed by Chen Hao, and went directly to the depth of the crack.

Along the way, Chen Hao finally found a landslide.

The landslide looked very old, and there were plants and trees on the landslide.

Intentional perception, unable to observe the inside through the landslide, but Chen Hao thought that there was a hole in the back of the side of the landslide more than two hundred meters away, which was covered by vegetation, leading directly to the depths.

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