This time, several people narrowly escaped death. Several people stayed on the wooden raft for a while, and didnt see any more corpses coming from behind, guessing that they were also afraid of the natural enemies here, and the three-legged toad did not reappear on the water surface either, and the turbulent water surface finally restored its calmness.

  Chaozi couldnt help but gaze at the hunting rifle in his hand, which had already been bitten to shreds. He sighed and said, "Who would have thought that in the end, it was a toad that saved us." As he spoke, he picked up the oar and began to row, and the wooden raft drifted upstream along with the river water.

  As the river went further ahead, the terrain became more and more open, and the cliffs on both sides were also strange and varied. There were several giant stalactites hanging straight from the top to the ground. The wooden raft was winding its way through them. For such an inexplicable place, Zha Wenbin only thought about getting out as soon as possible, and sending Lao Wang and Leng Yiran to the hospital was the most important thing at present.

  The wooden raft carried five people silently upstream, except for the sound of the oars and water, there was nothing else. But Zhang Wenbins heart did not dare to be careless, this lost place had given them too many unknown dangers and too many unimaginable things. The flashlight in his hand kept swaying back and forth against the surrounding stone walls and water surface, because he knew that this legendary three-legged toad would only appear in a place with good feng shui, according to ancient records, there must be something guarded by it.

  When the light swept onto a stone wall, several lines appeared one after another, and Zhang Wenbins eyes were immediately attracted.

  "Chaozi, stop for a moment and row over in that direction."

  The wooden raft moved slowly along the place where Zha Wenbin was shining, and as the distance approached, a huge mural appeared in their eyes. What made Zha Wenbin overjoyed was that this picture was actually telling the same thing as the few murals at the bottom of the well, and it was also the sequel to the third one.

  The woman on the mountain top in this mural no longer exists, replaced by a simple dragon, although roughly drawn, but a pair of huge wings told him that it was indeed Yinglong!

  Zhuo Xiong was also shocked when he saw the mural in his hand, and exclaimed: "Ah? Chaozi, look, isnt the green dragon flying up from the well that we saw drawn on this picture? Its exactly the same as the dragon in the painting, with a pair of large wings!"

  Chaozi took a look and said, "Huh, its really like that. This dragon also has wings." He followed up by shouting, "Yes, Wenbin brother, when you first went down the well, we two were waiting above for half a day. Until later the ground shook and this dragon came out. The blind man was right, its exactly the same as the one he described."

  "This is Yinglong, what you see is the appearance of the yin spirits composed of those white bones. It seems that they have been trapped here for thousands of years and also understand that only the power of the dragon can break through the seal here. This should be the story of Yinglong Gao Shui. Look, isnt the dragons mouth spraying water down the mountain?"

  As expected, several white lines started from the head of the dragon pattern and flowed down along the mountain, with a leader-like person leading a group of animals to charge forward, while the eight-legged, three-headed and six-armed Chi You was washed away by the flood.

  "The Battle of Zhuolu?" Chao Zi said.

  Zha Wenbin nodded and said, "Yes, I previously found three murals under the ancient well that depicted the scene of the Battle of Zhuolu. However, I dont know why this background was chosen to be Mount Qiufeng. Look at the high mountain in the painting, if Im not mistaken, it should be Mount Qiufeng here. Mount Qiufeng is located in Sichuan and is 108,000 miles away from Zhuolu, theres no connection between them. Why would the information in this painting describe the battlefield as being here?"

  Chaozi looked at the mountain shape in the picture and also felt very familiar. After thinking for half a day, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "Wenbin brother, this picture may not be describing Xishan Mountain, but rather the ancient battlefield of the Battle of Zhuolu, which I have visited before. It is located in the southeast direction of Zhuolu County, Hebei Province. There is also a mountain called Zhuolu Mountain. According to legend, the Yellow Emperor fought against Chiyou on the wild field of Zhuolu, and the word "wild" refers to the foot of Zhuolu Mountain. The shape of that mountain is somewhat similar to this picture."

  Cha Wenbin had never been to Zhu Lu Mountain, nor did he know what it was like. However, after hearing Chaozis words, he also felt that there was some truth to it. The legends of the ancients were often moved from place to place, only to be used as myths to control their own people, in order to make them more firmly controlled by those in power.

  Just as Wen Bin was about to instruct them to move forward and take a look, Chao Zi said: "However, when we went down the well this morning, the clouds and fog on Mount Qiufeng dispersed completely. At a glance, there were even some flying clouds and cranes shuttling through it, which made me feel like kneeling down and worshiping. Didnt Blind Mans father say that this mountain is covered with clouds and fog all year round, and no one has ever seen its true face? How come we came and saw it right away? I said why did I find Mount Qiufeng so familiar as soon as I saw it? Dont mention it, Mount Qiufeng and Mount Ruo Lu really have a few similarities. No wonder Wen Bin thought the painting was of Mount Qiufeng too. Blind Man, ask your father about it when you get back, why did he say there were poisonous snakes and miasma on the mountain when the fog had already cleared up early in the morning? You saw the situation yourself at that time. The mountain looked sacred, I would believe it if you said there were immortals on it."

  Zhuo Xiong also found it strange, his father had clearly said that his mother and sister were lost together in the big mountain, but today he saw them outside so clearly. There are also many strange things here that he has never heard of before. Every year on his mothers death anniversary, he never took him there either. If he went out later, he would have to ask him for an explanation.

  The clouds and mist on Mount Emei have dispersed. Combining it with the third painting, what is that line in the womans hand? Cha Wenbin suddenly understood that it wasnt a line at all, but rather the cloud and mist in her hand!

  Zha Wenbin motioned for the two to sit down, and the three of them formed a circle on the wooden raft. They tied the raft to a stalactite with a rope and stopped moving. "Chaozi, Zhuo Xiong," he said, "I want to tell you something, its my speculation, lets analyze it together. You two said that after I went down into the well, the clouds and mist around Mount Emei dispersed, and before leaving, Old Man Zhuo did say that the mountain has been shrouded in rain and mist all year round, and no one in our ancestors generation had ever seen its true face. I think his words should be true."

  Chao Zi suddenly felt that Zhuo Xiongs father was lying, but he didnt dare to say it out loud because of the blind mans face. Now that Cha Wenbin has taken the lead, he can finally speak his mind freely.

  "Are his words true? Blind man, today Im not talking about you, think for yourself. We entered this village and saw all those strange things, your dad didnt mention them to us before he left, did he? Hes been living in this village for generations, how could he not know where we can and cannot go? But all he said was that we couldnt enter the mountain, nothing else. You also saw those coffins in the ancestral hall, and that eerie old well leading to grandmas house, none of which he mentioned. If he had warned us first, we might not have fallen into this trap!"

  Zhuo Xiong, although he also felt strange in his heart, still didnt dare to admit that his old man would harm people: "Chaozi, dont spout nonsense, if its true that Im going to harm you, would I come down with you?"

  Chaozi waved his hand: "Xiangzi, I know what kind of person you are, were definitely brothers. But dont you think this matter is strange? How much has your dad told you about the things in this village?"

  "I... I... since I was a kid, my dad never wanted to talk about our hometown with me. I only know the general direction of this village and have never been here before. I think he might be afraid that Ill miss my mom, so he intentionally didnt tell me."

  Chaozi continued, "Dont you think hes intentionally hiding some things from us, including you? We all felt that this place wasnt simple the first time we came. Hes lived here for so long, shouldnt he have discovered some clues and warned us?"

  Zhuo Xiong was stunned by these words, his face also flushed with embarrassment. Indeed, even he himself had doubts, let alone Chu Zi.

  Cha Wenbin interrupted the two mens argument, saying: "Chaozi, spare me a couple of sentences, listen to me finish. Zhuo Xiong brothers, dont take offense, Chaozi is a straightforward person."

  Zhuo Xiong lowered his head and fiddled with the oar in his hand, "hmm" a sound, which was considered a response. At this moment, he also had many questions in his mind and wanted to ask Zhuo Lao Han for clarification.

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