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There was laughter and laughter along the way. They brought contraband, so they did not change to other means of transportation. In a daze, Wu Xie heard the fat man calling him.

Wu Xie: "Fat man, what's wrong?"

"Here we go, little Tianzhen, are you going to go into the mountains today or are you going to take a day off?"

They did not hire a guide because they had Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie stretched and looked at the surrounding environment. The fat man parked the car in the village. It was already broad daylight, probably noon. Wu Xie wanted to rest for a day before going in to avoid any problems due to lack of energy.

"Pingzi, do you want to come in today or tomorrow?"

Wu Xie turned to Zhang Qiling and sought his advice. After all, he was the only one who knew the way.

Zhang Qiling looked at the snow-capped mountains, feeling chilly. There are so many mysteries waiting for them that it’s too late to get started.

"Walk."

Pick up your bag and head towards the snow-capped mountains first. Wu Xie and Fatty quickly picked up their bags and followed.

The car was parked by the fat man at a fellow villager's house, and he gave him a few hundred yuan to see the fare. The fellow countrymen are all very nice, so they shouldn’t be thrown away.

Zhang Qiling took a shortcut. The road was easy to walk at the beginning. There was a clear path, so just follow it. The further you went, the deeper the snow became, and it became a bit more difficult.

It's starting to get dark and it's getting colder in the mountains. The temperature drops as soon as it gets dark, making it difficult to leave. Find a sheltered spot in the snow and build a shelter.

The fat man used a small stove to heat some hot water, and several people drank some to warm themselves up.

"Huh~ Fatty, when did you bring it? I remember only bringing a few bottles of wine."

Fatty: "Hey, at the critical moment, Fatty is still reliable."

No matter which year you come from, you still need me to take care of you. At this time, the heart that Fatty had been talking about slowly started to let go. He believed what his brother and Tianzhen said, but he was afraid that he would be held back, so he kept it on his mind.

"Ah~" The fat man took a sip of wine and his whole body felt warm: "It feels good~"

"Damn fat man, why are you drinking now? Be careful of falling into the snow cave."

Wu Xie rolled his eyes at the fat man. Worried that something might happen to the fat man if he drank too much.

"Okay, shut your crow mouth. Maybe nothing will happen. Just open your mouth and you'll get into trouble."

This is no joke. After his body warmed up, the fat man immediately closed the bottle cap. Little Tianzhen had a strange physique, so he still needed more attention!

Wu Xie made three beeping noises. He was also a little afraid that he was talking nonsense. He was quite afraid of his unlucky constitution, and he was really afraid of telling the fat man that he was in a snow cave.

Zhang Qiling sat next to the small stove to keep warm, quietly listening to the noise between them.

Because Zhang Qiling led the way, he didn't lose his memory, so apart from the difficulty of walking, he arrived at the entrance safely.

There was no fierce fight like the last time in Yunding Sky, and they walked to the entrance peacefully.

Looking at the giant bronze door in front of him again, Wu Xie felt a little excited.

I didn't see anything last time and I was so drunk that I fainted.

"oops!"

Wu Xie's voice immediately pulled Fatty and Zhang Qiling out of their thoughts.

"What's wrong? Little Tianzhen?"

"We didn't bring Guixi! How can we open this door?"

Fatty: "Guixi!?"

Zhang Qiling: "No need."

Wu Xie ignored Fatty's shocked expression and looked directly at Zhang Qiling.

How come it's not needed? At first... it seemed that the door opened by himself. He remembered that Pingzi came out in a daze...

Zhang Qiling also seemed to think of the time when Wu Xie and Fatty came to Changbai Mountain to pick him up with Guixi...

He cleared his throat awkwardly: "My blood can be opened."

Wu Xie frowned, looked at Pingzi's hand, and then looked at the lines on the bronze door... How much blood would it take? It wouldn't even work if it was drained.

"One drop is enough."