This man had integrated with the darkness here. He obviously wasnt a Mongolian herder who had strayed here by mistake, nor was he a mber of an expedition team that Jin Wantang had found. The reason I say this is because neither of these two people could smile in a place like this.
That was the kind of smile that only people who had everything under control would display.
Could this man be the one behind Jin Wantang? Was he the one who set up this sche to lure us here?
But this person was quite young. Now, I wasnt the kind of person who judged soones intelligence based on their ageI was quite smart when I was younger, after allbut young people often didnt have such big obsessions where they wanted to destroy so many things at once.
I heard Fatty keep calling out to , so I looked down at the tide of corpses below. They had started to recede, and it wasnt long before the corpses had completely retreated into the darkness.
Did that person leave and drive the corpses away at the sa ti? Was there any connection between them?
Fatty and Poker-Face made it back down to the ground first, at which point I saw Poker-Face light a temporary stove that could be used for lighting. Then, he climbed back up again and carried down.
The whole process was very difficult since you needed to be very familiar with the distribution of cracks. Plus, my hand was completely swollen and I couldnt help at all, so I had to completely rely on him.
When we finally made it back to the ground, I found that the gravel below the black spot was covered in body parts from where Fatty had shot the corpses earlier. We cleared away a small area and then I lay down on a huge rock. My whole body was weak and I was extrely tired as I dazedly stared at the black spot above.
I could see that there was actually a crack in the center of the black spot. It was very wideprobably big enough to fly an airplane throughbut it was hard to see clearly because it was also black.
At this ti, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my handPoker-Face was resetting my wrist. My back arched and then I curled in on myself for a long ti as I tried to suppress the pain. Fatty had already snagged Xiao Hua's satellite phone from the coffin and brought it over.
When I sat up, Fatty looked at Poker-Face and asked, "Who the hell was that man, Little Brother? Mr. Nave doesn't know him, but he looked so aweso. Is he a Zhang family mber?"
Poker-Face shook his head and then looked up at the crack in the black spot. When I told them my doubts, Fatty handed Xiao Hua's satellite phone and said, "I saw those three gestures. I can repeat them for you."
When Fatty did those three movents, I couldnt help but think that they really were religious gestures since they were so similar to so religious gestures I had seen before.
"Do these movents an: I love you?" Fatty asked .
I shook my head. This was obviously a blessing since there werent any curses in religious gestures. Or it was a spell. But that man had looked at and made this gesture, so what did it an?
I was so tired that I couldnt think. I looked at Xiao Hua's satellite phone and then glanced at the sky. This was most definitely a cave, so the signal couldnt get out. But how was the satellite signal reaching the grassland? This phone clearly had a top grade battery since it was repeatedly sending ssages out after such a long ti had passed.
I turned off the phones automatic broadcasting function and then pressed the receive button. This phone was very expensive and comfortable to hold in my hand, so I couldn't help but look around for a mont and want to keep it for ourselves.
But as soon as I clicked accept, I heard soone talking.
Fatty almost sat up in shock. We both exchanged a look before I pressed the receive button again and tuned the frequency. I heard soones voice coming from the satellite phone, "People in the mountains pay attention. Those black rock veins can transmit signals without having to pass through satellites. Just use wireless frequencies."
I knew as soon as I heard it that it was Black Glasses voice. I was so overjoyed that I ended up high-fiving Fatty with my injured hand.
I curled up again because of the pain, but Fatty ignored and said into the satellite phone, "Black Glasses, where are you?!"
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