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  The fatty knew he had misspoken and chuckled, saying: "Little brother even bid me farewell when he left, what's going on? Is there some kind of relationship between you two?"

  Chen Wenjin was a bit dazed, staring at the fatty, and said: "He told you that he would come out in ten years?" The fatty thought about my words, and his heart wasn't very sure either, but following the principle of bluffing, he said: "Should be."

  Wen Jin's voice suddenly rose and said: "You've been deceived. Zhang Qiling will never come out."

  The fat man's expression changed, his face turned black, and he said, "What do you mean?"

  Chen Wenjin sighed and said, "I've told you before, in that piece of jade, I saw the past of everyone, including Zhang Qiling. So... no one knows more about him than me. If you want to save him, if you want to know the ultimate secret, everything is in that grave."

  After finishing, Chen Wenjin's expression was somewhat dim, and he said in a low voice: "If it wasn't for the fact that there's no other way, I really don't want you to get involved again. But this tomb hides not only the secrets of the ultimate, but also the method to save Zhang Qiling." Fatso has seen countless people, and saw that Wenjin's words were sincere. He thought for just a moment before saying: "Deal."

  Chen Wenjin smiled and said sincerely, "Thank you, thank you." For the rest of the journey, although Chen Wenjin was leading the team, in reality it was all Black Blindman's people. Along the way, Chen Wenjin and Fatso were almost under surveillance. They traveled to Kunlun Mountain, where the hardships they faced need not be mentioned.

  I suddenly thought of the evil character in the cave and asked Pangzi, "Is it you who wrote it?"

  Fatso was taken aback, saying: "Tianzhen, it's been a year since we last met, and although I've missed you dearly, I wouldn't go around writing your name everywhere. This... this Fat Master has his eyes on Yuncai." My heart skipped a beat - if it wasn't Fatso, then who could it be? Upon careful consideration, there were at least four groups of people who had entered the Kunlun Mountains.

  The first batch was my third uncle who entered a year ago, the second batch was Wen Jin's group of Hei Mangzi, and the third batch was my second uncle who rushed over afterwards. As for the fourth batch, it was our team with Xiaohua. Now Xiaohua and others are unaccounted for, and I don't know if they made it through. Thinking of this, I told Pangzi about Xiaohua's situation. Pangzi sighed: "Xiaohua is indeed a righteous person. There's a saying that goes like this: 'Good people have good fortune, the living must be seen by people, and the dead must be seen as corpses.' If Xiaohua really fell here, I'll offer incense to him every year from now on."

  "Ugly Mouth, you can keep your stench. By the way, didn't you enter the mountain with Wen Jin and the others? Why are you alone here now?"

  Fatso sighed and said, "I was thinking of following them into the tomb, maybe we could really find a way to save Little Brother. I didn't expect that after entering with Wen Jin and the others, the path would be cut off."

  I was momentarily confused and asked in doubt: "Broken road?" The fat man said: "You still don't understand the situation around you? Alright, get up, Fat Brother will take you for a stroll." Originally the sky was dark, but after talking for half the night, it's now dawn outside. The fat man got up, found a pair of shoes from my equipment bag and put them on without checking if they fit.

  His feet were also wrapped in black animal hide, I saw him open the hide, inside was a piece of frostbite, and my heart was shocked. It seems that although Fatso glossed over it, this Kunlun Mountain is not an easy place to go? Nor do I know how much suffering he has endured.

  Fatso put on his shoes, let out a comfortable sigh and said: "The most tiring thing in life is the feet. When I get back, I'll have to reward them well." I said: "When we get back to Hangzhou, we'll go wash our feet."

  Fatso said, "Comrade Tianzhen, please don't always tempt me, I'm getting anxious. Alright, take the thing and go out for a spin." He bent down and slung over his shoulder a single-barreled long-range rifle X-60, which resembled the 56-style rifle in appearance, but was an improved version of the new era. The 56-style rifle used during the War of Resistance had a range of only about 100 meters, and beyond 150 meters it lost its accuracy. Although the X-60 looked similar, according to Xiaohua's introduction, its effective range was within 400 meters.

  Fatso touched the gun and was like seeing a lover, his whole person became spirited, with a heroic and majestic posture, calling me: "Hurry up, you turtle." I heard him say this, and couldn't help but think of passerby A, immediately scolding: "You're the one who's a turtle." I took a small assault rifle, although I wasn't sure what was around, but in a place like this, it's better to be prepared with a weapon.

  Then, the fat man lifted the curtain of the ice cave entrance, I followed him out with a gun, and as soon as I came out from under the curtain, everything in front of me was foggy, what's going on?

  I hadn't even asked, and the fat man seemed to know what I was going to say, pointing upwards for me to look. Following his hand, all I saw above were thick snowflakes and dark fog that completely blocked out the sunlight and sky. Everything around us was dull and gloomy, giving off a feeling of being in the underworld. Moreover, not far ahead of us, an icy river flowed.

  The words "Yellow Spring" suddenly popped into my mind, and I immediately reacted, shaking my head fiercely, silently scolding myself: Wu Xie, how can your imagination be so rich! The fat man pointed upwards and said: "As soon as I came in, it was like this, gloomy and depressing, like I'd arrived at the Yellow Spring. Even Fat Master suspected that he had become a ghost." As the saying goes, good things don't work but bad things do, I quickly said: "Pfft, pfft, stop it! If you're going to become a ghost, won't I become one too?"

  As I said this, I couldn't help but think of that German devil. He also fell down at the time, and I thought he would die. Looking at the situation now, he should have fallen into the river too, who knows if he survived or not. I asked Pangzi if he saw the German, Pangzi replied: "Apart from pulling you out, I didn't even see a pair of underwear, where would I go to pull out the German for you? Besides, German compatriots are strong and healthy, no need for you to worry."

  "I said, 'Who's worried about him? I'm afraid he won't die. If that happens, it'll be a disaster.' Fatso patted his gun and waved his hand, saying, 'It's been a year since we last met, I thought you'd grown bolder, but now it seems you're still as timid as ever. Don't worry, brother, I'll protect you.' He said this, but he walked to the riverbank to patrol, and I followed him, following Fatso along the river path upstream, observing the terrain we were in."

  The place we are in now belongs to a relatively strange landform, the other side of the river is the cliff I fell from. The river is not wide, only about 5 or 6 meters left and right, but looking down at the water below, it's dark and unknown how deep it is. And on the other side of the river, where I am now, is a flat land, and to the left, there is an ice heap.

  It's called an ice heap, but in fact, the whole appearance can't be seen clearly. It's only about 4 or 5 meters high, with uneven ups and downs, and it can't be seen to the end from front to back. The ice cave we were waiting for before is just opened on the edge of the ice heap.

  I asked Pangzi, "I fell from above, how did you get in? Where is the entrance?"

  Fatty raised an eyebrow and said, "Entrance? Just wait till I take you on a tour and you'll know."

  I said: "Don't be mysterious, just tell me directly." The fat man chuckled and said: "Silly, it's not that I'm being mysterious, but this matter, even now I still don't understand."

  I followed him along the river, and the scenery was monotonous all the way. The thick fog surged with the wind, and it was very quiet around us, as if there were no living things at all. I also felt that something was not quite right, although it's hard to see any living creatures in the Kunlun Mountains, but there wasn't this kind of desolate feeling.

  Baozi was not a person who liked to sell guan, I saw that his expression was not right, and I couldn't help but frown, saying: "Baozi, what's going on? Tell me, we don't have time for this now." Baozi had a helpless look on his face, saying: "There is no entrance."

  What? I was shocked in my heart, what does it mean to have no entrance? Is it another Miledi? I stared at the fat man and said: "Comrade Xiao Pang, you explain it clearly to me."

  Fatso said, "This thing, if you say it's simple, it's simple. If you say it's complicated, it's complicated..." Fatso has obviously been holding back recently, I'm afraid he'll start rambling on again, so I quickly interrupted him and said, "Then let's just talk about the simple part."

  The fatty looked at me with an unhappy face, complaining: "What's wrong with flattering the fatty, really, you're getting more and more like your third uncle." I couldn't help but smile wryly. Perhaps the fatty was right, the more I knew, the more worries I had in my heart. In the past, when following Third Uncle and the others to fight, even in critical situations, I could still laugh and joke, but now, no matter what, I couldn't laugh anymore. My mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, worrying about Third Uncle's safety, thinking about that bronze door, outwardly calm, but inwardly like an ant on a hot pot.

  I looked at the fatty with a wry smile, and before I could even open my mouth, he beckoned me over, patted me on the shoulder, and said: "Tian Zhen, don't you consider me your brother? My flesh is thicker than yours, if the sky falls down, I'll be the one to take the hit. What's with the rush? Although our Iron Triangle has lost one member, the two of us together are still a force to be reckoned with, we've been through thick and thin. This time, for Xiao Ge's sake, we must perk up! If Wen Jin Auntie is telling the truth, if we put in some effort, we can totally take down that scoundrel. Your morale is too low, it won't do. The Long March has just begun, don't lose your footing now."

  Pangzi's words were like a wake-up call, and I realized that I had been living in a daze for the past year. One by one, people around me left, and even when I met Xiaohua Xiu, we each had our own thoughts and I couldn't let my guard down. But now, Pangzi's words made me feel both moved and melancholic. Just as I was about to speak, Pangzi said: "I think you're just too stifled, come on, sing a song with Brother Pang."

  I was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Singing? Although we've successfully joined forces, things aren't optimistic enough for that yet." Fatso said: "**It's said: Marching along the way, singing along the way, revolutionary soldiers must find joy in hardship."

  I said: "Fatty... have you been a soldier?" How come it's always the same few sentences, these years of fighting with him, nothing else learned, **recorded words, I've almost memorized them.

  I noticed that the fat man's expression changed slightly, and my heart was moved. We had known each other for so many years, and we understood each other's character and temperament very well. But at this moment, I realized that I knew almost nothing about the fat man's past. All I knew was that he called himself a gold medalist, and he had several relatives in Beijing, but as for his other friends, I didn't know anything.

  Looking back at me, the fat man is almost familiar with my affairs. My store, how many people are in my family, the personalities of my family members, he all knows after these years of getting along, but now that I think about it carefully, I find myself knowing nothing about the fat man's past.