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  In the mobile phone's internet records, I surprisingly found the owner's MSN account and it was even saved with a password. I immediately pressed login, but there was no internet connection here, not even a hint of connectivity. Just as I was about to give up, passerby A said: "This account is a puzzle."

  I took a look, and indeed it's very similar. The account is, if the name is spelled correctly, then the owner should be surnamed Li, named something like Li Baoyi or Li Bao Yi, but absolutely not Wang. And judging from that fatty's quality, he only knows how to play QQ. According to what the fatty said, MSN is for international communication, while QQ is for domestic communication in China. His business is limited to his home country and does not serve foreign compatriots.

  I was at ease, when passerby A turned the corpse over completely, unaffected by the headless body. He stripped off the upper garment and said: "Judging from the degree of skin aging, this kid should be in his early twenties."

  I was overjoyed, so it's absolutely not the fatty. Then, passerby A said: "This person's leg muscles are very hard, and the joints are thick and large, he must have practiced legwork before his death, and it's likely that he has a strong leg." I took a look, indeed, the corpse's ankle joint was very large, even slightly protruding. At this moment, I almost confirmed that he wasn't the fatty. Passerby A asked again: "How is it? Is he your person?"

  Now I'm truly grateful to him, no matter what, he helped me a lot. Once my mind calmed down, I started thinking, why did this corpse appear here?

  If nothing unexpected happens, he is likely to have the same experience as us and be attacked by the Badminton Brothers. But most importantly, who is this corpse? Or rather, which team does he belong to?

  Judging from the degree of decay of the corpse, his death was only about two days ago. However, this is a plateau area where corpses decompose more slowly. Conservatively estimated, the time of death should be around one week ago. Then, will that evil character on the wall of the cave be carved by him?

  I expressed my thoughts and then asked, "What do you think?" Passerby A shook his head. I suddenly remembered what he had just said, so I asked, "You said the person crawling in the snow was him, why are you so sure?"

  Passerby A pointed at the corpse and said, "There's no snow here, but there's a lot of water on the body, and it's well-preserved. So I think this corpse died outside the cave, was frozen by the snow, and then dug up by something here. During the process of transporting the corpse, we mistakenly thought it was a person and followed."

  So I ended up being trapped here.

  Passerby A's words make sense, so who carved that "evil" character? Why did he have to carve such a character, making people feel uneasy in their hearts? Is it possible that someone else has been here too?

  Then who is he?

  There have been four batches of people who came here, he is obviously not three uncle's person, three uncle arrived here a year ago, so from the time point of view, the closest are Chen Wenjin and two uncle's people.

  But among these two groups of people, Second Uncle didn't know I would come, Chen Wenjin wouldn't guess either... so it can only be Fatso!

  He deliberately left me clues, telling me that Chen Wenjin is still alive, and then all the way leaving clues, so this can explain the disappearance of Pangzi...... He is now likely to follow Chen Wenjin, or rather, being coerced by Chen Wenjin, so he also went to Kunlun Mountain?

  This idea has been spinning in my mind, and for a while, I just feel confused. If it's true, why did Chen Wenjin coerce Baozi to go to Kunlun Mountain? If it's related to the ultimate secret, then it's more suitable to hold me hostage.

  At a loss, passerby A said: "This corpse was placed here, there must be some problem. Do you still remember that mobile phone sound?" I came back to my senses and nodded: "I remember, wasn't it the charging reminder?"

  "It's a charging reminder, but the first time it rang, it wasn't in this place." Passerby A's tone was slightly raised, with a hint of teasing.

  I was startled, no wonder this voice wasn't originally here, and now the corpse is here, indicating it had been moved. Connecting the dots to the fluffy brothers in the tunnel, I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine, saying: "This space is quite large, could it be their food storage room?"

  Passerby A spoke in a bad mood, saying: "Do you know what's good for you and leave?"

  After finishing, holding the lighter to illuminate, one hand was too high, and the illuminated area expanded accordingly. In front of me, a dark entrance appeared, I slightly adjusted my clothes and followed Mr. A into the entrance.

  The lighter's sustainability was limited, and it only burned for a moment before starting to heat up. Passerby A extinguished the lighter, and we were surrounded by darkness. The two of us felt our way forward along the cave wall, surrounded by an eerie silence.

  I walked forward in the darkness, completely losing track of time, and I didn't know how long I had been walking when I suddenly bumped into a hard wall. Was there no way out?

  A dull hum came from the darkness, followed by the voice of Passerby A: "Are you blind?" I thought it was a collision with the wall, but unexpectedly it was a collision with Passerby A. It's probably because he bumped into his back injury, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he wasn't very polite.

  I didn't take it to heart either, rubbing my sore nose and saying, "Why did you suddenly stop?"

  Passerby A fell silent for a moment before speaking up: "It's windy here."

  I froze in place, carefully sensing, and indeed there was a faint gust of wind that brushed against my face. I subconsciously said: "It's the ghost taking a breath."

  Passerby A suddenly lit a lighter, turned around to face me, and said coldly: "Ghost breath? Do you think we're in an ancient tomb? What are you panting about?" I was scolded by him, and my mind immediately cleared up. We've been walking through this dark tunnel the whole time, and I was completely disoriented, subconsciously thinking that this place was a tomb passage. In some sealed ancient tombs, grave robbers often detect wind but can't find its source. This phenomenon is called "ghost breath" by our ancestors, but no one can explain what it actually is.

  I was in a daze, instinctively thinking it was just the wind, and didn't take it to heart. But when passerby A mentioned it, I suddenly felt a jolt, and said in a low voice: "The wind... has an exit!"

  Passerby A let out a cold snort, looked around at the cave walls, and scraped his hand against the wall. The front end of his glove was sharp, and with one scrape, he actually scraped off a thick, gel-like substance. It wasn't until then that I noticed the surrounding cave walls were covered in a layer of accumulated material, somewhat like some kind of sediment.

  "What is this thing?" I leaned forward to look at the thing pointed by passerby A, smelled it, and there was a strange smell, but the smell was very light, in the airtight tunnel, it was easy to be ignored.

  Passerby A ignored me, holding the lighter and walking forward. Every now and then, he would extinguish the flame, so we walked in a dimly lit environment, sometimes bright, sometimes dark. Not long after, I felt a slippery sensation on my hand as it touched the wall. As soon as my fingers curled, something like mud was dug into my palm. At the same time, the originally faint strange smell became more intense, similar to the smell of a sewer.

  That thing felt disgusting in my hand, as if I had grabbed a handful of feces. I withdrew my hand and continued forward like a blind person, my footsteps quickening. And then, I suddenly grabbed onto the back of passerby A.

  The person in front of me hesitated for a moment and then said in a low voice, "Be careful with your feet." I was originally going to withdraw my hand, but seeing that he didn't react much, I felt at ease and continued to hold onto his back as we walked forward. It wasn't until now that I realized the road beneath our feet had become very slippery. If things went as expected, the ground should also be covered with that same slippery substance. But what exactly was it? Was it really feces?

  As soon as I thought of this, I immediately thought of the fluffy ball brothers in the tunnel, and my hair stood on end. So I asked: "You said... these won't be the droppings of that thing, will they?" Had we entered its lair?

  I subconsciously looked up at the top of the cave, but it was pitch black everywhere and I couldn't see anything. The further I walked, the thicker the layer of stuff under my feet became, until eventually, I felt like half of my foot had sunk in. The stench from the front was so strong that it made me feel suffocated, it was almost as bad as the corpse burial ground at Qi Xing Lu Wang Palace.

  I originally wanted to say something to passerby A, but I remembered his previous attitude and understood that he looked down on me, so I didn't speak up. If I had his skill of being ruthless and merciless, even with a burden like me, he wouldn't give me a good face. But now that I have to rely on him, it's also not easy for me to speak up. Wait until the young master leaves, and see if I won't make you look bad.

  Just as I was thinking, the originally quiet cave suddenly made a rustling sound, and I stiffened all over. Before I could react, my arm was pulled by someone, and I heard passerby A shouting: "Run quickly!" Run again?

  I was just about to ask what's going on when I felt something suddenly dripping on my face. In a hurry, I looked up and saw a pair of blood-red eyeballs staring at me in the darkness. The next moment, it pounced towards me fiercely. I was pulled away by passerby A, and on the top of the dark cave, a pair of blood-red eyeballs suddenly appeared, accompanied by a rustling sound. At the same time, the familiar creaking sound of grinding teeth also rang out.

  Damn, I really guessed it right. As expected, we've entered the lair of the Badminton Brothers. Random Passerby A, what a crappy road you're leading us on.

  One of my arms was grabbed by passerby A, and the other hand held a dagger that kept waving.

  These things have been living in the cave for a long time, and they seem to have adapted to the darkness. My dagger really stabbed a few times in the chaos, but the top of the cave was densely packed with these underground creatures, which rushed forward one after another and bit me several times in an instant. At this time, passerby A let go of my arm, his hands moved like lightning, and things near him were basically injured, so the road ahead couldn't be blocked, but I only had a short dagger in my hand, and I could only take care of one side while neglecting the other. Just as I was about to fend off one on my head, my left hand was suddenly bitten, and my entire arm twitched in pain for a moment.

  I was bitten several times in a row, and I almost didn't know what I looked like, but thinking about it, I must have been covered in blood. Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, I felt my whole body go soft, pain and fatigue hitting me at the same time. Meanwhile, passerby A had already rushed forward, and the remaining things came pouring towards me all at once.

  I was bitten and furious, the dagger in my right hand swung wildly, my left hand covered my face, and I charged forward like a madman. I didn't know what was ahead or where the exit was, but I knew I couldn't give up. Every time I encountered a desperate situation, I thought I would die, I thought it was all over, but as long as I made an effort, as long as I fought hard, I could always find a glimmer of hope.

  I, Wu Xie, absolutely cannot die here. Ten years later, I still have to go and take over the oil bottle, I still have to go to the Tianyin Coffin Wine to find Third Uncle, I still have to find Pangzi. After these things are done, I can die anywhere, but at least now I cannot die, absolutely cannot die!