My mind buzzed, and suddenly I was empty, plummeting downwards at an alarming rate. The feeling of weightlessness made my heart feel like it was stuck in my throat. My limbs went limp, and my body continued to fall. In a final glance, all I could see were the cold wolf eyes hovering above the cliff edge.

  At that moment, I had only one thought in my mind: this time, it's really over.

  But the next second, my body heavily crashed into a cluster of icy cold water, and the chilly liquid suddenly poured in, feeling like my lungs were going to burst. I didn't expect that there would be water at the bottom of this cliff, it's really hard to say whether I was lucky or had a big life.

  I fell so fast that I was knocked into the deep water, with white bubbles all over my eyes. The icy water rushed into my lungs, bringing a feeling of suffocation. In the chaos, I flailed my arms and legs trying to swim up, but my whole body continued to sink to the bottom of the water.

  What's going on? I came to my senses, and that heavy equipment pack was still on my back, loaded with a large amount of heavy firepower and food. It was so heavy, the air in my lungs had long been depleted. At this moment, due to lack of oxygen, my entire brain was throbbing, like drumming. I hurriedly tried to remove the equipment pack, but somehow it got stuck somewhere, and I couldn't open it for half a day.

  This equipment pack, in addition to the two shoulder straps, also had two protective buckles that crossed over my belly and chest, securing the backpack tightly to my body. This design was meant to prevent the backpack from slipping off while running, but now it's almost taking my life. I kicked my legs wildly trying to get out, my hands constantly tugging at the backpack straps, but those stubborn four straps seemed to be stuck to me like they were a part of my body. Finally, my hands lost their strength and I couldn't hold on any longer, countless amounts of water poured in, and in an instant, my brain felt a sharp pain, followed by darkness, and I sank down.

  In my subconscious mind, I thought I was done for this time. My chaotic brain sank deeper and deeper, and after who knows how long, the sound of people talking appeared beside my ears.

  The voice sounds familiar, scolding and nagging. I thought for a while, and suddenly my brain had an epiphany - isn't this the voice of Fatso? Am I really dead? Now I've met Fatso in the underworld, how else could I hear his voice?

  I was lost in thought, wanting to call out to Fatty, but my mouth seemed to be sealed shut, unable to move at all. I also wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt like they had a thousand-pound weight on them. What the...!

  Sometimes, I feel myself being picked up and held in someone's arms, with a lump of fat on my back. The fatty is muttering something in my ear, but I don't know what he's saying specifically. Then, a stream of hot liquid pours into my mouth.

  Sore, scalded.

  This dead fat guy, doesn't he know to test the water temperature? I was scalded awake all of a sudden, as soon as I opened my eyes, the first thing I did was stick out my tongue, damn it, I'm scalded to death.

  At this time, I heard a loud and exaggerated voice behind me: "Ah, you're awake."

  I listened to this voice, and my tears almost came out. Finally, we met again after such a long journey, which can be compared to the Long March of 10,000 miles. I turned around and saw that the person behind me was indeed Fatso, but his outfit was quite strange, with a layer of animal hide wrapped around him, black and shiny, I don't know what kind of animal it was. As I stuck out my tongue, ready to speak, Fatso suddenly shouted: "Ah, my dear, you've lost so much weight! You're killing me, come here and let Fat Brother hug you."

  I had a lot to say, but he suddenly shut me up. I couldn't help but kick him and said: "Stop pissing me off, you fat bastard! You left me with just this rag, what's the meaning of sending me a text message? Without saying a word, you came running to climb the snowy mountain. Even if you wanted to lose weight because you thought you had too much body hair, it didn't have to be so torturous for me. Look at how thin I've become!"

  Fatty let out a snort, withdrew his outstretched hands and said: "You're saying you're thin, but you really are slender. Do you think Fatty wants to be here? If it weren't for your Aunt Wen Jin, I wouldn't be able to pretend to be a savage in this place."

  I spat and rushed up to punch him in the chest, scolding: "Do you still have any dignity? I'll beat you to death!" The fatty covered his face and shouted: "Damn it, even if we're brothers, I won't let you get away with this. You're so unreasonable, always causing trouble... Don't hit my face." I was out of breath from the water, my strength hadn't recovered yet, after punching him a few times I was panting heavily. The fatty rubbed his shoulder and asked: "Had enough?"

  I gave him a white eye, and the suppressed thing in my heart suddenly relaxed. On this road, we were nine people in one line, although it was a team, but each had different intentions. I always worried about San Shu and Pangzi in my heart. No one dared to believe that on the way, it could be said that every step was carefully planned, and many calculations were made. At this moment, seeing Pangzi, the feeling of fighting alone suddenly disappeared. After chatting with him for a while, the suppressed bitterness in my heart relaxed a lot.

  The fatty saw that I didn't make a sound, so he pointed at me and scolded: "I left that thing for you to remind you to be careful. You actually followed obediently, I really want to slap you to death."

  As soon as I heard this, I got angry and immediately retorted: "You still have the nerve to talk back, I don't want to talk to you now." The fat guy let out a strange cry and cursed: "Damn it, I didn't know men had menopause too. You're really premature in your decline!"

  I was startled by Fatso's shout and knew I had lost my temper this time. After holding back for a while, I spoke up: "Speak, what's going on?" Fatso pursed his lips and said: "Fat Master has capsized in the gutter this time, and has been possessed by your beloved Aunt Wenjin."

  I said irritably: "Stop messing around and confess honestly, how did you end up here? And what's with your current ghostly appearance, are you planning on settling down here or what?"

  We are now in an ice cave, the protruding ice cones inside have been cleaned up, and the marks of artificial polishing can be seen. On the ground is a black skin, which is unknown what animal it is from. The entrance is also covered with a black skin to block the wind. The light inside was originally dim, but Fatso has now lit a flashlight on the ground, so the light is very good.

  On his body, apart from those shoes that showed signs of humanity, the whole person was like a savage, wrapped in animal hide, with a rope tied around his belly that had lost its color.

  Fatso's expression changed to one of gritted teeth as soon as I mentioned this, and he said: "Just mentioning this makes me angry. First, let's talk about you - how did you end up in the water? If it wasn't for me, Fatso, feeling around for fish and finding you, you would have been done for this time."

  I found his words unbelievable, and it seemed that this fat guy was fishing in the water every day. He saw my skeptical expression and clicked his tongue, saying: "You don't believe me, but there's an ice river outside, and there are many things at the bottom of the river. If I didn't rely on the things inside, Fat Master would have starved to death long ago." Just thinking about the temperature of that water made my skin crawl.

  Fatso raised his chin, seeing through my thoughts, and waved his hand: "Now you know the power of Fat Master's protective divine armor, resistant to cold, shock, and knives." Although he said so, I could see that this fatso had lost at least over ten kilograms of flesh, it seemed like he had suffered a lot. I continued to tell him how I fell down, and when Fatso heard it, he shook his head and said: "No wonder they say you literary youths aren't suitable for fighting, if it were me back then, I would have given them a sweep shot, scared them off, see who dares to rush up. You're too weak, being played by a pack of wolves, from now on don't even mention that you're Fat Master's brother, we'll pretend not to know each other."

  "I cursed: 'Don't bully me, wait until you meet that wolf king again and I'll blow it for you, those things have all become spirits, very eerie. Don't mention these, what's going on with you? This time, I was thoroughly fooled by you."

  "Hey, Tianzhen comrade, what kind of relationship do we have? I may be playing tricks on heaven and earth, but I won't play tricks on you. This time, thinking about it makes me angry, this journey has been so bitter that it's almost taken my life. Now you really want me to speak, but I truly don't know where to start."

  "Comrade Wang Baozi, this is a new era, don't give me so much useless nonsense. We 21st-century people value speed and style, we get straight to the point when speaking. Moreover, didn't you encourage me last time? Think about it, wasn't the Long March 25,000 miles long? This Kunlun Mountain Range may be known as the ancestor of ten thousand dragons, but we've only just begun, what are you yelling about?"

  I saw Chubby being stunned by my one sentence, and I couldn't help but sneer in my heart. I raised an eyebrow at him and said, "Speak."

  Fatso swallowed his saliva, stunned for a moment, then patted my shoulder heavily, with a face full of excitement, saying: "Great, it's been a year since we last met, you've made progress, even this nonsense can be linked to the Red Army, your revolutionary awareness has increased a lot, worthy of being my brother." I was almost knocked down by his big palm, and hurriedly waved my hand, saying: "Okay, okay, let's continue our old friendship, talk about serious matters."

  The two of us are bound by a deep friendship, and since the incident at Zhang's old house last year, we can say that our connection was severed. Although I've been worried about Fatso and made several phone calls, after all, he was far away, and his mental state was extremely poor at the time, leaving me anxious. Now that the two of us have met again, we chatted and laughed together, instantly regaining the feeling of years past. We paused our conversation, looked into each other's eyes, and I almost shed tears.

  The fat man didn't feel good either, he patted my shoulder again and asked: "Do you have any news, little brother?"

  I shook my head and said, "Same old, no idea whether I'm dead or alive." The matter of Little Brother going to the Bronze Gate, as well as that ten-year promise, I only told Fatty about it. Even with Xiaohua and others, I never mentioned it.

  As soon as he mentioned this matter, I felt uncomfortable in my heart. These ten years should have been mine to guard, but in the end, it was Muffled Oil Bottle who went. That damned Bronze Gate, what kind of secret is hidden inside? As soon as I think of Muffled Oil Bottle, my heart feels suffocated.

  Fatso looked at me with a face of disgust and said, "Alright alright, stop crying and looking so gloomy. You don't even know if your brother is dead or not, why are you in such a hurry to mourn his death? Smile for once." I was so annoyed by him that all my sad feelings were gone, and I immediately kicked him and said, "You're the one who's going to die, my brother is living well in Changbai Mountain. Don't be a jinx!"

  Fatso nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right, little brother is what kind of person, Wan Nu Wang was beheaded by him with one knife, maybe he's now inside the Bronze Gate, drinking and chatting with the yin soldiers, casually beheading two human-faced birds to drink, we'd better not worry about it. If you're really worried, tomorrow after leaving Kunlun, Fat Brother will accompany you on a trip to Changbai Mountain, let's bring some clothes for Little Brother, do you want to bring a computer? Install a game or something, Plants vs Zombies, how about that? Does Little Brother like beheading zongzi?"

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