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  But Baozi's character, even if he really encountered a ghost, would still fight to the death. He wouldn't care what kind of thing it was, and would just exert all his strength to swim upwards, swinging the dagger in the water fiercely, stabbing, chopping, thrusting, and slashing - everything he could think of, he did.

  At this time, the dagger of the fat man seemed to have stabbed into a ball of meat. The water around him was in turmoil, and the fat man's head emerged from the surface of the water in the next moment, gasping for air. Just after he had caught his breath, a black thing suddenly jumped up in front of him and pressed down on him fiercely. In this instant, the fat man saw clearly that there was no human face, but rather the white face in the water was actually the pattern on the belly of this strange fish.

  This fish has a large head and a small tail, its whole body is pitch black, with a pair of fins on the front as big as human eyeballs, its whole body is pitch black, with white patterns crisscrossing on its belly, like oil paint color, resembling a human face.

  Fatso swung his knife wildly in the water, stabbing into the head of the strange fish. The strange fish was in agony and its huge body leapt out of the water, charging straight at Fatso with a wide open mouth, revealing rows and rows of dense, sharp teeth.

  In the water, Fatso didn't even have time to dodge, his experience was old enough, at this moment he didn't advance but retreated, holding the dagger with both hands and stabbed it in, two knives saw blood and stabbed in, that strange fish crashed into the water, dyeing the entire surface red. Fatso hurriedly added a few more knives, stabbing that thing to turn over its belly, only then did it shudder all over and crawl ashore.

  However, as the sky darkened, Fatso knew he couldn't hold on for much longer and returned to the cave. He peeled off the flexible fish skin and made a windbreak at the entrance of the cave. Finally, driven by hunger, he dug out the two eyeballs that looked like human eyes and threw them into the water, then washed and ate the fish raw.

  Leaning on that big fish, the fat man held on for four or five days. The clothes on his body were damp with cold air, and he got colder and colder as he wore them. Finally, he simply took off his clothes, made a fire, wrapped himself in waterproof fish skin, and spent several more days in the water, gradually getting used to it. Then, while in the water, he encountered that strange fish again, hunted one down, and held on for over ten days, until I fell off too.

  That day, Fatty had just finished eating his second fish and was about to dive in again to catch another one. Suddenly, a splash of water appeared on the surface, and Fatty thought it was something else, so he quickly dove in to grab it. As a result, he saw me drowning and was so scared that he almost shouted for his mother.

  I listened to the fatty finish speaking, and only felt extremely strange. I said: "Wen Jin and others didn't have underwater operation equipment, but it's also impossible for them to disappear out of thin air. You've been searching in the water for over ten days without finding an exit. Do you think the exit might be on land?"

  Fatso said: "On land? I walk around this place every day, and it takes only half a time to circle around. It's such a small place that if there was an exit, I should have found it by now. So, I think the exit is probably in the water."

  I thought about it, the road that came in can't disappear for no reason. If what Baozi said is true, this is a special Feng Shui place, then is it naturally formed or artificially set up? If it's because of Feng Shui, then the method to find the exit must still start from here. But Wen Jin and his group don't understand Feng Shui at all, how did they leave? Or... they didn't leave at all?

  I shared my thoughts with Baozi and said, "Baozi, this time it's really up to you. You've even self-proclaimed yourself as the Golden Armor General, don't tell me you don't have any skills in feng shui?"

  Fatso spread his hands and said, "Heavens, this can't be blamed on me, it can only be blamed on my ancestors not teaching well." I said, "If your ancestors knew you'd turned out like this, they'd definitely be so angry they'd jump out of their graves." Now that I've figured out the cause and effect of this matter, there are a few doubts in front of me.

  First: What did Chen Wenjin see in Zhangjia Ancient Building? Why did he rush to Kunlun Mountain after leaving the ancient building?

  Second: What else did she see in the jade? About the oil bottle, were her words true or false? Was I really deceived by the oil bottle? He...can't come out?

  Third: I always thought that the purpose of everyone going to the Heavenly Coffin was the third Ghost Seal, but now it seems that it's not that simple. According to Wen Jin's words, there is a crucial clue inside that can unlock the ultimate mystery. So, what exactly is that clue?

  Fourth: If this matter is really related to Ultimate, how could Xiaohua and Xiuxiu be involved?

  I and Fatso have already walked into that ice cave, Fatso said: "Now you've come, at least bringing some equipment and food, our hope of holding on has increased a bit. There's no hurdle in the world that can't be passed, I must have missed some crucial clue before. Now we'll work together, think carefully, and we'll definitely get out."

  I looked at Fatty and really didn't know where he got his confidence from. Next, the two of us made many arguments about our current environment, all of which were refuted one by one.

  The underwater passage that Fatso has been insisting on, I think it's a bit unreliable. First of all, the road they took to get here is no longer underwater. Even if we were really in the water, without diving equipment, it would be very difficult to find our way.

  "I said: 'You've been searching for so long without any clues, it's likely that the place is extremely secretive. However, no matter how it changes, it can't escape three conditions.'"

  Fatso nodded and said, "Not bad, this exit, either in the water or on land, or... on the surrounding mountain wall. It won't run to the sky anyway." When he said this, Fatso suddenly patted his own head and exclaimed, "Right, the mountain wall! We haven't been there yet!"

  "This surrounding area is all ice walls, and I don't know how high they are. It's slippery and cold, and I didn't have any rope equipment with me before, so there was no way to explore. Now that you've brought this package of treasures, we can make a big move."

  I think what Fatso said makes sense, but with ice blades all around us, it's impossible to tell which direction the exit is in. If we keep searching like this, I'm afraid it'll take at least ten days or half a month, and we won't be able to hold out that long. So I asked Fatso: "Your idea isn't bad, but how are we supposed to determine the direction?"

  This embarrassed Fatso. He leaned against his equipment bag, thought for a while, and with a regretful expression, said: "I owe an apology to our ancestors."

  "I said: 'It's no use calling out to Ancestor now.'"

  Fatso gritted his teeth and said, "These two words 'feng shui', wind refers to mountains, rocks, grass, and trees, water refers to gathering energy and generating vitality. Let's start with the water, one by one, I don't believe we can't find a single entrance."

  I watched him talk and knew he wasn't reliable, this fatty is a Golden Armor Guard, but he's completely a bad student, doesn't know anything, went into the tomb, can't even light a candle, hasn't seen him light one, the rules of being a Golden Armor Guard he completely messed up, now he's also desperately trying his luck.

  I chatted with Fatso for half the night, and then followed him to stroll around this low-lying area. At this time, I also felt tired, especially in the surrounding environment, the cold air was overwhelming, and I felt sleepy. We didn't have anything to start a fire, only a smokeless stove with a piece of flammable material inside. Fatso wanted to use it to warm up, but I said: "Our journey ahead is still long, let's save it for now."

  Fatso cursed a sentence, fixed the fish skin curtain at the entrance of the cave and said: "Let's sleep first and talk later. We don't need to keep watch here, we'll take action tonight." I discussed with Fatso, now let's rest first, and do something at night.

  The environment here is gloomy, and there is no difference between day and night. Even if you go rock climbing during the day, you must turn on your flashlight to see clearly where you are going, so whether it's daytime or nighttime, there's no difference.

  Then, I slept with the fat boy until evening. When I woke up and looked at my watch, I found it had stopped working. When I bought it, the salesperson kept telling me that it was three-proof: waterproof, shockproof, and anti-vibration. As a result, it just died after getting wet.

  I woke up the fatty, and the two of us ate some stuff. There were still three packs of compressed beef left in our equipment bag. This thing is very dense and not easy to digest, with high protein and fat content, making it a must-have for marching. However, due to the multiple levels of compression, this beef had already lost its original flavor, leaving only nutritional value and satiety. When eaten, it tasted like chewing wax, but was much better than compressed biscuits.

  I and Pàngzi each ate a small piece, and then felt bloated, so we tidied up our gear and arrived at the riverbank, preparing to search along the ice wall. I discussed it with Pàngzi, even if we can't find anything, we have to climb up and take a look, as the saying goes "the higher you stand, the farther you see", maybe from high ground, we might discover some clues.

  All around was a dark mass, but not the kind of inky blackness, as if there was light somewhere. I raised my head to look at the sky, and the rolling fog above could be vaguely seen. It seemed that outside must be a clear moon and sparse stars, so even if we were deep in the valley, light could still penetrate through.

  Our only equipment pack has the basic items, but not many of them. There's only three packs of beef jerky for food, and two guns as weapons, one held by me and the other by Fatso. The rest are just a flashlight, rope, grappling hook, and some basic first aid supplies, all in single quantities.

  To reach the ice wall on the other side, we had to cross the river. I was about to take off my clothes when Fatso gave me a push and said, "This water is freezing and suffocating, who knows how many years it's been flowing through these icy valleys? Ordinary people can't stand it. I've gotten used to it over the past few days. I'll go across alone, you light the way for me on the shore and be ready to lend a hand in case anything happens." I knew Fatso was looking out for me, so I didn't say much more, handed him the rope, made a careful gesture with my hands, and then lit up the lamp, shining it straight across the river.

  The fat boy jumped a few times on the shore, made several quite funny warm-up poses, but I couldn't laugh. After a while, he got into the water and swam towards the ice wall. When he reached the bottom of the ice wall, he shouted to me: "Light up!" I knew he wanted to drop the hook, so I slowly moved the light upwards in a straight line for about 20 meters. The fat boy said: "Right here."

  The spot where the light is now staying is a downwardly opening ice crack, with a smuggled path in a zigzag shape. The hook at the corner is just right for probing downwards. Fatso swung the rope and made it swish-swish, then accurately hooked the hook into the corner. With this level of accuracy, I wouldn't be able to do it even if I tried.

  Then I stood on the shore and kept shining a light for Fatso as he climbed up the ice wall with a rope, when he climbed more than 20 meters high, I could no longer see his figure clearly. The long-range wolf eye lamp had gone somewhere earlier, now I was holding a civilian flashlight that became blurry after six or seven meters away. At this time, I could only see a vague human shadow hanging on the ice wall in front of me. I stared at Fatso for half a day without moving, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, what's wrong with this kid?