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Chapter 120 The Major Accident 27.20 Years Ago and Entering the Mountain 【Two in One】

Zheng Yun took Song Wan's cell phone, carefully checked the photo, and soon realized that it was weird, because he couldn't recognize the ship from which period it was.

"Brother Zheng, there's more to come."

Song Wan leaned over to Zheng Yun's side and reached out to flick the phone screen. Although her phone was in Zheng Yun's arms, she didn't hesitate at all and reached out to flip through the photos naturally.

Swipe with your fingers.

More photos emerged.

There are many photos of this boat in this album. It seems that the Christmas Islands also tried to use this boat as a scenic spot in those years to attract people from the East to travel here.

In addition to this ship, there are several open ships with special positions, one of which is sealed in the center of the iceberg, [-] meters above the ground, and tourists can only look up from the bottom.

The visual effects are also quite stunning.

The glacier is as blue as the deep sea, and the open ship is frozen in mid-air, as if tourists are looking up at the bottom of the ship from the bottom of the sea.

And next to this boat, there is still a big whale frozen. Tourists dig into the hole to see that the ancient Ming Dynasty boat and the whale are floating together, as if they are at the bottom of the fantasy sea.

"All in one place?"

Zheng Yun looked sideways at Song Wan. She was wearing a pink hat with rabbit ears, her face was illuminated by the bonfire, her eyes were bright and focused, and she was always very energetic when she said these weird things.

She does like adventure.

It can be seen in many ways.

"Yes, the owner of Sichuan Cuisine told me that there are actually many Ming Dynasty ice-bound ships in that area, and the scenery is no worse than that of pirate ships. He had been there before and took many photos."

Song Wan nodded and continued to turn.

Zheng Yun looked at them one by one. Song Wan was very careful when taking pictures, and the information she brought back was also very critical.

But because of its own perspective.

Zheng Yun still didn't recognize the age of these ships.

The official ships of the Ming Dynasty gradually developed and improved with the passage of time, and each period had distinctive features, from the fir boats filled with offerings to the immortals, to the discovery of more suitable boat wood later, and the shape of the boats also changed. Adjustment.

"Then what happened then?"

Huzi handed Zheng Yun a bunch of skewers, looked down for a few moments, and asked curiously.

"The owner of Sichuan Cuisine said that it was more than 20 years ago that a Western archaeological team came. There seemed to be more than 40 people. They went to the vicinity of this place and hired two teams of local tour guides. As a result, they all died and none of them came back."

Song Wan raised her head and looked at Zheng Yun earnestly. Her rabbit ears were raised and bent. It matched with her. She looked very cute, but the story she told was very strange:
"This matter made international news, because the more than 40 people came from the British Royal Museum, several of them have a high status in the Western cultural relics circle, and there are also famous Western explorers who have won the level of knighthood."

"They and the local guides add up to a total of about [-] people. Some people went in to search for them after they were killed. Only a dozen of them were found, and they were frozen in the ice strangely. The rest of them have not heard of being killed until today. who found it."

"In addition, the owner of Sichuan Cuisine whispered to me that these people wanted to move the ship of the Ming Dynasty to their museum, and stayed in the glacier for two or three months, just trying to figure out a way."

"There are local rumors that these people were killed by us Orientals, and the two sides robbed cultural relics. At that time, there were gunshots in the mountains, and they had an accident within a few days."

Song Wan finished speaking in one breath, then straightened up and looked at Zheng Yun, and whispered with a serious expression in a voice that only she and Zheng Yun could hear: "Brother Zheng, do you think it's true? Could it be that we really killed him?" of?"

"It's scary, what are we, why are you substituting this kind of thing." Zheng Yun couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to share a bunch of skewers, and stuffed them into Song Wan's hands for her to eat.

But it's hard to say.

The adoptive father has also said it before.

In the past when East and West confronted each other, Lao Jiang's family met foreigners who were interested in oriental cultural relics outside, and they usually met one by one, fighting more fiercely than fighting.

Song Wan's serious and whispered appearance was too substituting, which made Zheng Yun feel a little guilty.

Because it really is.

Even a little relationship with the adoptive father.

But this is all speculation, and Zheng Yun doesn't know if the circle drawn by his adoptive father is in the same location as this place.

"But the owner of Sichuan Cuisine told me that in recent years, a western archaeological team has come. A group just arrived a while ago and investigated the death of the archaeological team 20 years ago."

Song Wan grabbed the skewers and looked around, then leaned close to Zheng Yun's ear again: "Then we're here."

After she finished speaking, she looked up at Zheng Yun again, the meaning was already obvious, she suspected that Zheng Yun came to 'solve the problem'.

"..."

Zheng Yun frowned and thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, Song Wan's logic actually made sense, maybe the purpose of his adoptive father's circle was to let himself 'handle' right and wrong.

Sensendai is just like that.

The adoptive father draws a few circles, and the ending is bound to be blood-stained. He directly sentenced Qianxian Taoist to death.

Tell the truth.

The adoptive father deliberately let the descendants kill people... Otherwise, what else can we do? Sentence Zhang Zhenren and the others to life?
Killed so many people.

Can it still be indefinite?

From this point of view, the adoptive father is the kind of person who is cruel and ruthless, and he is cruel enough to his son. The first task he came up with was to wash Qianxian Daochang with blood.

Is this something that ordinary fathers can do? This is the old Jiang family's inheritance method?No wonder the ancestors couldn't make up the whole body, why did this kind of educational thinking make up the whole body...

What about this time?

Do you also want to kill someone?
This logic was pointed out by Song Wan, and Zheng Yun suddenly fell into a dead end, and couldn't accept this conclusion for a while. He grew up in a peaceful age, and suddenly became a killer. Wherever he went, he had to kill wherever he went...

Looking sideways at Song Wan.

I'm afraid in her heart, after the incident in La Main Town, she is that kind of ruthless person, and the incident of stealing the god statue through the Qianzhou Strait is even more so.

When I was in the town of La Maine, I tried all the residents to prevent them from leaving the town. When I stole the statue, I let my men kill Zhang Ergou with a knife.

These are all facts from Song Wan's perspective.

She didn't even know that she had slaughtered the Thousand Immortals Dojo, let alone how many other people she had sentenced.

No need to know.

Those two things are enough.

After doing this kind of thing, people were killed, how could my image be any better, I guess it was cold and cruel, and I would definitely get something wrong wherever I went.

That's why she developed a mental inertia, thinking that she must come to W-08 for the purpose of 'handling'.

Others should be too.

Zheng Yun raised his head and looked around the crowd. Hu Ruihua's tiger son Liu Ming Wang... was actually listening to Song Wan telling a story. At this time, Song Wan didn't see Song Wan continuing to speak, so they all turned their heads to look.

The skewers in the hands of Hu Zi and the emaciated young Hu were almost mushy. The former scratched his scalp, while the latter asked, "Brother Zheng, what's the matter? Is there a problem with the archaeological team?"

"Why don't you eat first and we'll talk when it's over." Seeing Zheng Yun's complicated expression, Sister Wang immediately came out to smooth things over.

"This aurora is really beautiful." Liu Ming also smiled, pointing to the starry sky in the distance to change the subject.

"Drinking beer all the time? It's a pity that Ji Dao is not here. That Dao master's drinking capacity is really scary." Huzi bent down and took out a beer barrel, pushing it to the side of the campfire.

The atmosphere is restored again.

Everyone eats, drinks and chats.

"Did I say something wrong?" Song Wan asked softly, the two rabbit ears on the hat drooping.

"No."

Zheng Yun shook his head lightly.

Looking at the joyful atmosphere in front of him, he suddenly realized that he was really thinking too much, and if he was a cruel and negative image in their eyes, would he still have the scene and atmosphere today?

So is Song Wan.

She already had such thoughts and guesses, but she didn't see anything that she was afraid of, and she even had a stronger sense of substitution than herself, and it was us who spoke, as if she had a contribution to the last time the western archaeological team died.

These things exist in reason and law as well as in people's hearts.

The town of La Maine is because the residents are evil.

The situation in Qianxiantai is similar.

As long as the purpose is to protect more people, and the decisive means to attack the bad guys is cruel, there should be no negative perceptions.

Otherwise, the people around him would have already run away.

As for the western archaeological team 20 years ago, let alone whether they were killed by orientals, as long as they did something they shouldn't do, so what?
Zhang Zhenzhen and other Easterners make mistakes, and they themselves are cruel. When it is the turn of Westerners, can they be merciful?
J.

As long as you do something outrageous.

Then don't fall into your own hands, don't be caught by yourself, otherwise no matter who you are, don't want to live a good life.

"Then what are you thinking?" Song Wan asked again.

"I remember the last time in W-06, you opened the window to blow the wind, wore sunglasses and laughed happily, and suddenly got splashed with mud." Zheng Yun smiled.

"Is there such a thing? Tsk tsk." Huzi immediately responded, and glanced at Song Wan with strange eyes.

"When did it happen?" Liu Ming looked strangely, and when he mentioned Maine Town, he couldn't help but think of bugs.

"Brother Zheng, why are you saying this all of a sudden!" Song Wan shyly stretched out her hand and gently pushed Zheng Yun.

"Tut tsk tsk." Hu Zi spoke again.

"What are you talking about? Why didn't you say something when you spit a river." Song Wan immediately turned her head, staring at Huzi coldly.

"Uh, mine." Huzi shrank his head.

"Sister Song, there's no need to start a group attack, we were also attacked by you." Liu Ming clutched his chest and retched.

"The funniest thing about Hu Zi is that he secretly shed tears last time, and he thought it was something wrong with Brother Zheng." The thin young man interjected, helping to attack Hu Zi.

"The tiger beating the blood monkey is also quite funny. He took a brick and smashed it up. After staying in the army for several years, he finally learned how to use a brick." Hu Ruihua also answered with a smile.

"I was wrong." Huzi said aggrievedly.

……

Finish a meal.

Everyone ate to their heart's content, and those who drank too much returned to the hotel, and the rest sat by the campfire, looking at the aurora above their heads.

"Going to the mountains tomorrow? You don't need to take on the missions here. The insurance company won't pay you in advance. You only pay when you bring someone back. We can just go there. If we can't save them, we will treat them as tourists." Hu Ruihua lit a cigarette and discussed with everyone.

"It's fine." Zheng Yun nodded.

"Okay, when I go to the mountains tomorrow, I have long wanted to see how deep the glacier mountains are." Hu Zi nodded.

"Let's rent a few more cars. Let's go to the rescue. Xiao Li's fiancée and Xiao Song's best friend won't need it. Let them come back halfway." Sister Wang replied.

The rest are fine.

After sitting for a while, everyone returned to their rooms.

Zheng Yun took out his mobile phone and flipped through the map of Changsheng Xianfu. There are several places with place names in the Glacier Mountains.

After half an hour.

He also goes to bed.

……

Early the next morning.

Everyone got up early to get ready.

Hu Ruihua and the others went to the urban area to rent equipment, and Sister Wang and the others packed up the supplies they brought. Zheng Yun hesitated for a while, thinking whether to bring out a few people.

If you go into the mountains, you may not have this chance. There is plenty of water in the glacier, but if you want to get water, you have to melt the ice in a large area. It will not be possible to open the black jade pillow for a while. If something happens, it will be too late to transfer people. .

But Ji Dao is still investigating the Gulou case.

You can only drop a few ghost generals if you adjust it yourself.

In an open environment like the Glacier Mountains, ghost generals should not be able to play much of a role. He still has to keep Wang Xi in his mouth, so there should be no need for it for the time being.

When entering the mountain for the first time, you should not encounter any major problems. The dangers you may encounter, such as wild animals or disasters, can be solved with professional equipment, or even easier.

Just don't bring it.

Get out if you are in danger.

Eight o'clock in the morning internationally.

When everyone was ready, Hu Ruihua rented three snowmobiles, all of which were gasoline-electric hybrids with strong horsepower. They looked not much different from off-road vehicles, but the front and rear wheels were all tracked.

Two of the snowmobiles have trailers, which are enough to store a lot of oil and tents to keep warm and survive.

After everyone loaded up the materials, all the equipment was checked and perfected, and the three vehicles started at the same time.

Zheng Yun drove a hatchback, the most powerful snowmobile, with Song Wan Liu Ming and Song Wan's best friend, Hu Ruihua, they were all sedans, and they communicated with each other by walkie-talkie.

Wait for the heating system to start.

Heat up the whole car.

The three vehicles set off one after the other, drove at full speed on the ice, and headed towards the mountain pulse at the end of the northern field of vision.

"Zheng Yun, are you enjoying the drive?"

Liu Ming asked in the back row.

There is no such thing as a road at all, and there are not many tourists at this point. You can drive wherever you want, and the driving experience is very good.

"There's a sense of freedom."

Zheng Yun nodded.

This kind of place can be driven even in the future, just step on the accelerator, and you don't need to control the steering wheel.

But it won't work if you go deep.

There are hard stubbles everywhere in the Glacier Mountains, and many seemingly simple small stubbles will kill people. Old drivers will have to sweat, and a single hole will cause the car to break down easily.

The three cars kept moving forward.

At first they were still talking on the walkie-talkie, and Liu Ming and the others talked a lot, but after half an hour there was no sound.

Because the scenery is too monotonous.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, reflected blue by the aurora, the mountains in front of us looked right in front of us, but no matter how long we walked, it didn't feel much changed.

This time, the place they were going to was called Chuantou Glacier, which was 230 kilometers away from the Christmas Islands in a straight line, but it actually took a lot of detours, [-] kilometers to get there.

In order to climb mountains and travel on snow, snowmobiles use crawlers, and the speed on the ice layer can exceed [-]. Once they enter the mountain, they slow down rapidly, and it takes at least six hours to reach them.

Three hours passed.

Three cars entered the mountain one after the other.

Hu Ruihua led the way, Zheng Yun and Hu Zi followed respectively, and walked along the gentle mountain road for another two hours.

They walked in the ice valley, the terrain on the left and right was getting higher and higher, the glaciers were undulating, and the shape of each iceberg was completely different, with all kinds of strange shapes.

Another half hour passed.

Hu Ruihua stopped suddenly, and the dazzling brake lights made Zheng Yun step on the brakes quickly. Looking ahead, Hu Ruihua and the thin young man got off from the main and co-driver, holding the walkie-talkie:
"There is something wrong with the road ahead."

"The iceberg appears to be at risk of collapsing."

　I was injured recently, and I will temporarily combine the two in one for a few days, because the two in one is less troublesome, please forgive me...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)