The middle-aged soldier looked at me and said slowly: "You don't know where this place is?"

I asked doubtfully: "Should I know?"

The middle-aged soldier frowned slightly and said: "This is the foot of a mountain called Zhuomuba Snow Mountain. It is about 430 kilometers away from the palace where you were before. In terms of direction, it is northwest."

I asked in confusion: "Why did we come here?"

The middle-aged soldier looked at me with a strange look, as if he was looking at a lunatic. It took him a long time before he said, "Don't you really remember? You brought us here!"

The middle-aged soldier's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting my brain hard.

I stared at the middle-aged soldier with wide eyes and asked word for word: "What did you say? I brought you here?"

The middle-aged soldier nodded and said, "Of course! Without you, I don't think I would have ever found the location of the previous base in my life."

I frowned and said, "I actually brought you to this place? It's because of this that you think I can lead you to find that Western temple Gesara Khan?"

The middle-aged soldier shook his head when he heard this and said: "As for the Western Temple Gesara Kang, the reason why we ask for help is simply because you are a descendant of the Hu family..."

The middle-aged soldier didn't wait for my answer after he finished speaking. He turned around and walked out. Just when he was about to walk out of the tent, he suddenly stopped.

The middle-aged soldier turned around, looked at me and said: "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Li Zhiyuan. I am currently the deputy director of the Northwest Branch of the 749th Bureau Field Service. I am also... your father's friend! I'm here for dinner later.

When the time comes, I'll have someone call you."

"What? Our old man's friend?" I asked in surprise.

The guy named Li Zhiyuan was really cool. After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the tent without looking back, leaving only me with a hooded face.

After Li Zhiyuan walked out of the tent, I lay back on the bed. Looking at the dark green ceiling of the tent, I couldn't help but murmur to myself: "What is going on with all this? Why did you withdraw our old man? What nonsense?"

What is the situation of the descendants of the family?"

I lay on the military camp bed and carefully reviewed everything that had happened recently.

From the beginning to now, everything that has happened is extremely strange. What makes me even more confused is that these things seem to have no connection on the surface, but in fact they are closely related...

People from the Lower Eight Gates, people from the 749th Bureau, Mr. Xu and Shinaiichi, Wanfu Tower and the so-called big boss, even my grandfather and our old man...

Each of them seems to have been thinking about the "Fountain of Youth" for a long time, but does the "Fountain of Youth" really exist?

And the Weipu Hospital, those weird photos, and the three-headed and six-armed demon statue that often appears, what is all this about?

The more I think about it, the bigger my head gets, and the more I think about it, the more headache I get.

So, I simply stopped thinking about it, covered my head with the quilt, and prepared to have a good sleep.

Maybe I was too tired, or maybe I hadn't rested for too long. In a daze, I actually fell asleep.

Moreover, this sleep lasts for seven or eight hours.

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.

I stretched myself out of the camp bed, put on my clothes, and walked out of the tent where I was.

The tent was pitched at the foot of a snow-capped mountain. The terrain was flat, and the surrounding grass about half a person's height had been cleared cleanly. In addition to the tent I was in, there were four or five larger military tents not too far away.

place.

I raised my eyes and looked at the sky. It was already noon and the sun was hanging high in the sky, but I couldn't feel the warmth at all.

Not far away, several people were eating together. I took a look and saw that Li Zhiyuan, Xiong Ming, Hua Muling, Xiao Niya, and even the nurse named Xiao Liu from before were there.

Seeing me coming out of the tent, before Li Zhiyuan could say anything, Xiong Ming greeted me to come over and have something to eat.

I was not polite and strode towards them.

The food was good, although not rich, but there was meat, tsampa, butter tea, and even a pot of highland barley wine.

The meat is canned and cooked by Li Zhiyuan and others, mixed with local yak meat. Although the appearance is not very good, the texture and taste are indeed good.

In addition, I was so hungry at this time that I couldn't care less, so I ate two large bowls in one go before giving up.

While I was eating, I also roughly understood the purpose of Li Zhiyuan's trip.

It turns out that as early as three years ago, Bureau 749 had found our old man and tried to find the lost ancient city of Suiye.

At first, our old man was not willing to deal with the government departments, but Li Zhiyuan finally persuaded our old man. In exchange, Li Zhiyuan promised to show our old man the relevant information about the Songtaoshan Tomb.

Everything went smoothly at the beginning. The leading troops of the 749th Bureau found the relevant ruins of the Suiye Ancient City based on our old man's tips and established a scientific research base.

Over the past three years, the vanguard has maintained close contact with their superiors, reporting on the excavation progress from time to time, and there has never been any abnormality.

But just three months ago, the vanguard force suddenly reported to the General Administration that another group of unidentified people planned to cross the defense line they deployed and enter the excavation site privately.

The General Administration responded immediately and asked the vanguard to prevent those of unknown origin from entering the excavation site.

But what the General Administration never expected was that it was the last message sent by the vanguard to the General Administration. From then on, the advance troops lost contact with the General Administration.

Subsequently, the General Administration sent out three waves of rescue teams, but without exception, all of them disappeared, as if they had never appeared in this world.

The General Administration gradually realized the seriousness of the situation and originally wanted to contact our old man for help through Li Zhiyuan, but never expected that our old man also suddenly disappeared at this time.

In desperation, Li Zhiyuan could only lead the team to find me in person. However, when he arrived at Yiyuanzhai in the capital, he learned that I was also missing.

For Li Zhiyuan, this is undoubtedly adding insult to injury.

But at this moment, an unsigned letter was delivered to Li Zhiyuan, with my location marked in detail.

Li Zhiyuan didn't believe it at first, but the situation was urgent and he could only act as a doctor. But what he didn't expect was that Xiong Ming and I were actually found in that damn underground ancient city.

When Li Zhiyuan said this, he paused, and after a while he drank all the highland barley wine in his hand. Then he continued: "I think you may ask, why are you still risking your life after you have already defeated three brothers?"

Come here. That’s because, just last week, the General Administration suddenly received a signal from the vanguard. However, what is different from the past is that this time it was not a regular voice message, but an inaudible paragraph.

I know the code too well..."

I stuffed the last few pieces of meat in the bowl into my mouth, wiped my mouth, and asked: "Code? What code?"

Li Zhiyuan sighed and said: "Actually, it is more like a string of numbers than a code."

I asked in surprise: "Number? What number?"

Li Zhiyuan said word by word: "Two...seven...four...seven...seven...six..."

When I heard these six numbers, my whole head suddenly buzzed, and I almost jumped up.

I said loudly in surprise: "It's actually these six numbers?"

Li Zhiyuan looked at me in surprise and asked: "You...you know these six numbers?"

I said loudly: "Don't worry about whether I know these numbers. Has your General Administration figured out what these six numbers mean?"

Li Zhiyuan frowned slightly, looked at me for a while and then said slowly: "At first, the cryptography experts from the General Administration didn't understand what it meant. It wasn't until later that the deputy director in charge of the capital's boundaries found a guy from your eight gates.

Senior master, only then did he decipher the meaning..."

I asked in surprise: "Can people from Xiabamen crack the password in your general bureau?"

Li Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "If it is simply an encrypted password within the General Administration, even if the person is Daluo Immortal, he cannot crack it. But the problem is that the six-digit password is not the password of our General Administration at all.

"

I asked: "What is that?"

Li Zhiyuan said: "It's the secret code of the Jin family, the branch of the Eight Gates, the thieves' branch. The meaning of these six numbers is actually very simple, which is 'save me'."

I repeated Li Zhiyuan's words in confusion, "Help me? Help me?"

Li Zhiyuan lowered his head and said, "Yes! That's what it means. It is precisely because of these three words that the General Administration sent me to bring people here, hoping to bring the living brothers out from here."

I said: "But don't you think something is wrong here?"

Li Zhiyuan frowned and asked: "Something is not right? What is wrong?"

I said: "Since no one can crack the encryption code of your general bureau, since they are so anxious to be rescued, and since what they are sending is just a simple rescue signal... then why not be more direct? Why not just tell yours?"

Demand? In other words, why don’t the people inside use your own unique contact information, but choose a code word that no one in the general bureau can understand? "

At this time, Xiong Ming, who had been just eating and not talking, suddenly said: "That's right! This is just like taking off your pants and farting!"

Li Zhiyuan frowned and said nothing. It was obviously the first time he realized this problem.

Hua Muling also came over at this time and said: "Is it possible that the person who sent the signal is not someone from your headquarters at all, but..."

Hua Muling didn't finish her words, but everyone present understood what she meant.

After a while, Li Zhiyuan slowly answered: "Are you saying that the one who sent out the signal for help was the other team that the vanguard mentioned before?"

I nodded slightly and said, "That's right! I agree with Hua Muling's statement. If the guess is correct, then the other group of people must be people from our lower eight gates, and they also know the golden gate code language.
Chapter completed!