AWB Chapter 318: The Underworld is Pretty Good
Chapter 318: The Underworld is Pretty Good
It was just getting light in the sky. On a distant snowy mountain, amidst the white snow, two figures, as close as one person, were seen flying upward at an extremely fast speed.
It took less than a quarter of an hour to reach an altitude of nearly twelve thousand feet (four thousand meters).
[Do you feel uncomfortable? ] Zhang Xueming asked Gong Yuanzheng in his heart.
The sudden rise in altitude can cause altitude sickness, and even a warrior with a strong physique may not be able to withstand it.
【No.】 Gong Yuanzheng confirmed.
He looked around, sometimes down at the valley, sometimes gazing into the distance, his eyes full of curiosity.
The snow-capped mountains stretch forward, while the surrounding mountains are green and lush, like a wall, sandwiching the snow-capped mountains in the middle.
[Those mountains are so high that even the main snow-capped peaks cannot be seen.] Gong Yuanzheng sighed.
Zhang Xueming turned around with him and pointed in the direction they came from. There were no buildings in sight, only some greenery in the mist: [Look, that's the palace gate over there.]
【I can't see it at all.】
【That's why it's hidden.】
After he had admired the scenery enough, Zhang Xueming said: [Get ready, let's fly down. Three, two, one, go! ]
The two men suddenly flew into the air, flew forward hundreds of meters, their feet suspended in the air, falling freely.
This is much more exciting than standing at the highest point of Zheng Palace and flying down. Gong Yuanzheng's eyes are bright and the arc of his mouth is getting bigger and bigger.
[Have you used your inner strength to plug your ears? ]
【It’s blocked. 】
【Me too. 】
The two people who were falling looked at each other, adjusted their postures synchronously, swooped down like hawks, laughed and screamed with excitement.
Anyway, there is internal force blocking the sound, so the sound cannot be transmitted and there is no need to worry about causing an avalanche.
There were no bystanders, and Zhang Xueming also followed Gong Yuanzheng and let himself go.
Who is the image?
She doesn't know him.
It took nearly a quarter of an hour to climb up the mountain, and more than twice as fast to go down.
The two little lunatics landed smoothly at the foot of the mountain and couldn't wait to look at the taller snow peak in front of them.
[I'll take you with me this time.] Gong Yuanzheng was eager to try.
【Let’s go, let’s go! 】
The skill of walking on snow without leaving any trace, supported by the huge internal strength, is like a cheat. The cracks under the snow that have troubled the Xue family are not a problem at all.
From the main peak to the north, they crossed eight snow-capped peaks. Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng were so tired of free flying that they discovered the canyon where Wufeng had built his nest.
The two of them specially wore moon-white outfits today, perfectly blending into the background of the snow-capped mountains.
Zhang Xueming took out the map she had drawn and estimated the location. This place was exactly at the center of the circle she had drawn.
[I know that my positioning skills have been tested and will not go wrong.]
Zhang Xueming happily took out the pencil-shaped charcoal made for her by the Shang Palace craftsman, took out a small wooden board from the backpack with a white cloth outer cover, used it as a pad for paper, and carefully drew the terrain along the way.
Ever since Zhang Xueming learned that the Zhang family had a rule that both men and women had to lead troops into battle when they reached a certain age, she had been studying math, geography, astrology, and everything else in her study space... learning everything that could allow her to achieve precise positioning.
There was no way. Zhang Xueming didn't want to be like General Li Guang of the Han Dynasty, who got lost as soon as he arrived at the grassland battlefield and was given the title "Marquis of Lost" by later generations thousands of years later.
She couldn't afford to lose that person.
[No one can match Zhao Zhao's ability.] Gong Yuanzheng gave praise in time, which made Zhang Xueming smile.
[Wu Feng didn't set up an open guard post, but a secret one?] Gong Yuanzheng frowned slightly after observing.
Zhang Xueming held his hand: [Come, give me some strength.]
Gong Yuanzheng's card amplifier allowed her to expand her spiritual network, which already covered the entire Zheng Palace, by more than two times, now covering the entire canyon and the surrounding mountains.
Perhaps no one has been able to find Wufeng's nest for more than 30 years, and there are only a few secret outposts set up on the mountain where the nest was built.
Zhang Xueming pointed out those locations, then contracted his spiritual network to cover the mountain, slowly sinking and filtering over bit by bit.
The mountain has been hollowed out. Rather than being a mountain, it is more like a fortress disguised as a mountain.
There are nine floors above ground and eight floors underground.
Half of the space was separated from the ground floor and the underground floor, forming the leader's secret room described by the two jackdaws.
Exactly eighteen floors.
Looking at the buildings made of blue bricks, black tiles, and black stone walls half embedded in the mountain wall, Zhang Xueming was shocked: [Is Wufeng seriously ill? He created an eighteen-story building. Does this mean this is the eighteenth level of hell?]
She thought of the ancient, towering palaces that looked very underworld at the palace gate, and suddenly felt a little depressed.
The front and back mountains include the disappeared Wind Palace, plus the Blade Hall and the Council of Elders... The palace gate has the Hall of Ten Kings, so does Wufeng deserve the Eighteen Levels of Hell?
What a tacit understanding.
[The painting style can be down-to-earth, but it can’t be too down-to-earth.] She despaired of the two mortal enemies’ identical aesthetics.
Gong Yuanzheng was confused: [Isn't this good? They built a hell that can be their burial place.]
Zhang Xueming actually thought it made sense: [Ayuan is right, change clothes.]
The two of them took turns hiding behind the rocks and changing into their camellia red robes for the New Year.
Zhang Xueming took out two masks and gave him one.
He has a red face, upturned eyebrows, and fangs.
Her face was a woman's with lowered eyebrows and eyes, which was somewhat similar to hers, but from the chin to the temples, there were purple and red snake vines entwined in a crisscross pattern. The compassion revealed a strong sense of evil, which made people afraid.
[Don't you want to wear the white smiling face your brother gave you?] Gong Yuanzheng put the angry King Kong mask on his face. The mask fit his face perfectly, and there were two small hooks extending from the edge, which could be clipped on the ears.
He shook his head vigorously, very steadily.
[The Zhang family always wears a "dirty mask" when killing people. The "dirty mask" is the embodiment of fear in our hearts. When I wear it, I am no longer myself, but the embodiment of fear. This one was made for me by my two cousins from the seventh room when I was twelve years old and fought against the barbarians for the first time. They said that I must be most afraid of myself like this.]
Zhang Xueming was in a low mood. Perhaps she could finally see the end of her road to revenge, and for the first time she mentioned her two brothers whose ages were forever frozen at 21.
[The white smiley face is my response to them. They are twins, six years older than me, and love to laugh and make noises... There are many twins in the Zhang family. My four brothers are twins. They are much older than me, so they raised me as a daughter. When I was a child, my two cousins took me out to play.]
Gong Yuanzheng hugged her and kissed her forehead: [Let’s go?]
[Yes.] Zhang Xueming took a deep breath, put on a mask, and led Gong Yuanzheng around the route she had planned.
[Don't move the sentries, clear the interior first. Although the passages inside are complicated, there is a place that connects everything.] Zhang Xueming said, [They use copper tubes to monitor and notify, we can use their copper tubes to release the sad breeze and insect repellent. When everything is completed, I will chisel open a part of the load-bearing wall.]
As if they had seen the spectacular scene of the entire mountain collapsing and falling, she and Gong Yuanzheng raised the corners of their mouths high under the masks.