From eunuch to emperor

Two guides led Li Chengdao and his party into Crouching Tiger Ridge.

This mountain range is very large, stretching for dozens of miles. There is white snow on the top of the mountain, and there are gray-black rocks and snow in the middle of the mountain.

The two guides followed the direction they had heard until dark, but they did not find the ice cave in Hutou Mountain.

Luo Heng was a little anxious in the back, and shouted: "Have you ever been here?"

Li Chengdao didn't speak, obviously these two guides had never been here before, they should have just heard about it.

"Don't worry, my lord, we can find it."

The guide's voice trembled, and he was very afraid of being eaten.

"If you can find it, it means that it has never been in the future."

Pang Yun heard the implication.

The guide was frightened and begged for mercy: "My lord, give me some time, we will definitely find it."

Luo Heng stepped forward, looked at the guide coldly, and said, "You look tastier than them."

These words made the two guides tremble, jumped off their horses, knelt on the pile of rocks and kowtowed, their foreheads were bleeding from the sharp stones.

"Forgive me, forgive me, we will find it."

Pang Yun stepped forward, grabbed the guide by the hair, and pretended to eat people and drink blood, which made them tremble with fright.

Li Chengdao persuaded: "Anyway, they are locals. After eating them, we can only turn around slowly."

The two guides are locals at any rate, and they must be better at finding ice than ghost soldiers.

"Yes, we can find it."

The guide's forehead was bleeding, and Luo Heng felt itchy to see it. He couldn't help licking the blood from his forehead, and the guide's soul flew into the sky in fright.

"Okay, let's sleep here tonight and leave tomorrow."

Li Chengdao ordered to camp on the spot, and the ghost soldiers sat on the ground. They were not afraid of the cold, and there was no need to set up tents. The barbarians were different, they couldn't stand the cold at night.

However, if their palms were pierced, they knew that their lives would not be long, so they didn't care.

What if the dying person is frozen to death?

Better to freeze to death than to be eaten.

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Long Chen brought Gan Xin and the others to the vicinity of Crouching Tiger Ridge.

It was windy at night, Long Chen found a small cave to spend the night.

Yihe and Muzhen picked up logs and put them at the entrance of the cave, and led the horses into the cave for the night.

"Senior Gan Xin, please light a fire for us."

The firewood here is a bit damp, and Yihe knew that Gan Xin brought kerosene, which was the most convenient way to start a fire.

Gan Xin took out the kerosene and set fire to Yihe, Mu Zhen hurriedly brought a pot, set it on top, and put the clean snow on it to boil.

This pot was obtained from the Shutuo tribe, and it was used to boil water for war horses.

Of course, they also drink water themselves.

The raging fire illuminates the cave, the cold wind howls outside, and the bonfire inside the cave brings a sense of warmth.

In the dark night, light can always give people a sense of security.

Mu Zhen gave the war horse a drink of water first, then took out the dried meat and sliced ​​it, and ate it slowly.

Long Chen took out the map, looked at the direction, and said: "We should not be far from Crouching Tiger Ridge, and we should be there within a day's walk."

Gan Xin smoked a cigarette, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes enjoying himself.

Mo Lin ate the dried venison and asked, "My lord, what kind of battle happened in Crouching Tiger Ridge?"

Long Chen said: "It is recorded in the historical records that when the human race and the ghost race fought in Crouching Tiger Ridge, both sides suffered heavy casualties. This battle is a battle between the generals of both sides."

"There are only so many records, and I have no way of knowing the specific battle process that year."

"I used to think that the founder of the country was unwilling to mention it, but now I think it should be a ghost who deleted the relevant records."

Feng He said: "The historical records of various countries are hidden in the palace. It is a bit difficult to delete them all."

Mo Lin said: "The ghost fetus has been around for more than 200 years, enough to delete the records about the ghost clan."

Long Chen said: "During these 200 years, ghost embryos are like gods."

"Think about it, when did we know the real situation, it was at Shengxue Peak."

"Before entering Changshengzong, we thought that the limit of cultivation was Emperor Zun, and the limit of ordinary people was Martial Emperor."

"Ghost fetuses look at us with the real cultivation base, just like looking at ants."

"Not to mention the historical materials in the palace, even the head of a country can be taken away without anyone knowing."

When the cultivation base is crushed, it exists like a god.

The changes in the world have only begun in the past few years.

Ever since Long Chen broke through to the Realm and became the number one master in the Central Plains, empresses have broken through one after another, followed by Li Chengdao.

Only after reaching the real cultivation level can one say that he is the same as a ghost, and dare to fight the ghost head-on.

Gan Xin said with emotion: "Five years ago, I was still an assassin in Wanjinlou. At that time, I was only a martial emperor, and I felt invincible."

"Thinking about it now, it's really ridiculous. A frog at the bottom of a well sits watching the sky."

In Wanjinlou back then, being able to dominate the affairs of Xixia, Gan Xin had a sense of accomplishment, and even felt that he had the status of the lord of the country.

Thinking about it now, it's a ridiculous idea.

Mo Lin couldn't help but said, "Old Gan, you're right."

Gan Xin broke through the Realm, and Mo Lin was still in Emperor Zun, feeling embarrassed.

Gan Xin smiled, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "Old Mo, Emperor Zun is actually pretty good, how dare we try to break through Emperor Zun before."

Mo Lin was speechless, and muttered: "Of course you said so..."

Long Chen put away the map and said, "Let's rest, we have to hurry tomorrow."

Tomorrow I just arrived at Crouching Tiger Ridge. I don't know if there are ghost soldiers or generals hidden there.

Even if it is really hidden, where it is hidden is also a problem.

I don't know if I can find the guide this time?

Yihe and Muzhen said that they had never been to Crouching Tiger Ridge, and they wondered if there were any frozen caves.

At that time, if you can't find someone familiar with the terrain, you may have to search for a long time.

Muzhen was eating dried meat and drinking hot water, the cold wind was howling outside, Yihe set up a tent in the cave, and the two of them went in to sleep.

Long Chen also slept beside him.

...

Crouching Tiger Ridge.

As night fell, Li Chengdao, Luo Heng and his gang were sleeping in disorder among the rocks. Manzi leaned on the rocks, and many of them were frozen stiff.

The two guides are a little bit on the edge, and the surrounding is very quiet.

One of the younger guides carefully opened his eyes and squinted to look around.

Everyone fell asleep, even the horses dozed off.

The young guide slowly got up, and he moved very carefully, trying not to make any noise.

Walking slowly to the edge, he unbuttoned his pants and feigned nocturia.

It was still very quiet around, no one noticed me...

Young guide crouches slowly and pretends to have big...

Then, leaning down, slowly moved out until it disappeared into the night.

the next morning.

When the sky brightened, Li Chengdao got up slowly.

Looking around, Li Chengdao didn't notice that a guide had left.

It's not that his observation ability is not good, but that no one would have thought that someone would dare to escape.

Walking to the edge of a stream, Li Chengdao took out a silk scarf and soaked it, then washed his face.

People who have been emperors, no matter how careless they are, washing their faces is a must.

This is an attitude towards life, not hypocrisy.

After washing his face, Li Chengdao walked back to the camp. Luo Heng and Pang Yun were stepping on the guide and cursing: "Where is the person? There is another one!"

Li Chengdao walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

He thought that Luo Heng and Pang Yun were bullying the guide again, and felt that they were really boring.

"I ran a guide, but I didn't find it!"

Luo Heng cursed angrily.

Li Chengdao frowned slightly, speaking as if it was his own fault.