After the immortal disappeared

He Chunhua also added: "I read in ancient documents that the Chipa Plateau is a double-layered plain, that is, two layers of plains overlap. The second layer is higher than the first layer. The soil of the second layer where Panlong Ancient City is located is fertile, and it also inherits The melting snow on the high mountains and the dense water network make it a rare plateau water town in the entire Panlong Wasteland!"

This is of course. Without sufficient water sources all year round, Panlong City would not be able to survive at all.

"How to go now?" Nian Songyu asked the Imperial Master, "It's almost dark."

In two quarters of an hour at most, the sun would sink below the distant mountains. The light in the ancient city is quickly dimming.

"Build a base camp first and set up a defensive array." Sun Fuping had already made a plan. "Disband and find a suitable location."

"Disband?" He Lingchuan waited a moment, "With such a huge ruin, the risk has not been eliminated!"

"No need." Sun Fuping was confident, "At least the outside of the city is relatively safe. You don't think that we are the first people to enter Panlong City in more than a hundred years, do you?"

That’s what you think, are you naive? He Lingchuan chuckled: "It turns out there were pioneers long ago, but unfortunately they all returned without success."

If someone found a treasure, why would they come to Panlong City?

"Not necessarily, they don't necessarily come for the big square pot. Such ruins often attract treasure hunters. They also record their experiences here, which can be used as a reference for us." Although the alienated creatures and three corpse insects in the Panlong Desert are terrifying, they To be honest, it is not an insurmountable problem as long as you do your homework beforehand.

Therefore, there have been visitors to the Panlong Ruins for a long time, and everyone came here with their own motives.

Just like this team.

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After searching for a while, more than two hundred people found an open space to settle down.

This place seems to be a market in Panlong City. There are two rows of buildings facing the river, row upon row, all next to each other. The highest one is only two stories high.

Of course, the facades of most of the houses were damaged, and at least one-third had obviously suffered fire damage. However, a few houses still had plaques hanging on them, and the most complete piece of writing had been blurred.

The font was a little different from today's, and it took He Lingchuan a while to barely recognize the two words: "frost...wine"

Probably a restaurant.

The houses here are low and close together, making them suitable for temporary campsites. After the team settled down, Sun Fuping ordered them to rest on the spot for two hours, and Zeng Feixiong hurriedly went to allocate houses. Several leaders took over the restaurant with the best view and the most windshield, and began to make long-term plans.

After two days of running around, everyone had time to wash their faces and refresh themselves.

In the heart of the desert where every drop of water is precious, this is a privilege reserved only for leaders. He Lingchuan raised the water bag and drank a few sips, then poured the rest on his face: "This place is so hot during the day and so cold at night!"

The typical climate in desert areas is that there is a huge temperature difference between day and night. In places where the temperature is more than 40 degrees at noon, there will be frost at night. The sun has set, and the temperature has plummeted. It's not enough for everyone to put on cotton-padded jackets, and they have to dismantle wooden pieces everywhere to make fires to keep out the cold.

He shook his head like a dog shaking water. Nian Songyu frowned and avoided the splashing water droplets and said:

"Time is precious, and we cannot waste it at night. But the ruins are too big. Even if we disperse the men, it will take at least several days to search. What can the Imperial Master do?"

They are not here for an outing. The food and water brought by the team are limited, so it is best to use every minute.

After dusting off the yellow sand and tidying up his appearance, Sun Fuping regained his dignity as a national master and began to talk freely.

"The Baling Xianyu coalition forces and later treasure hunters have already done this kind of thing like rummaging through boxes and cabinets and digging into the ground. It is impossible for us to do better than them. Therefore, these buildings in the city, There’s little value in searching.”

In the past, after Panlong City was conquered, it was massacred. All the people and animals were killed, and all the property was looted. It took the enemy country more than thirty years to overthrow it. It had long been filled with hatred, and it would not be able to get rid of this evil spirit unless it indulged in looting several times.

What's more, they had enough time, and they should have searched all the land, but the big square pot was still not found, so there was no place for it to hide, ranging from luxury houses to private houses.

After hearing this, He Lingchuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good." Otherwise, they would have too few people and Panlong City would be too big to find a needle in a haystack. "In other words, the Imperial Master already knows where the pot is?"

His predecessors had all failed. If Sun Fuping hadn't been completely sure, why would he have come all the way here to eat sand?

"I don't know the exact location, but I can narrow it down." Sun Fuping pondered for a while and said, "I visited Patriarch Zhu Gen of Baling Kingdom. He visited Panlong City four times. The earliest time was sixty years ago, and the latest was four years ago. Ten years ago. It can be said that he was perhaps the force that searched the Panlong ruins most thoroughly after the coalition forces."

"Power?" He Chunhua caught the key word.

"In my opinion, the Baling Kingdom has always had some doubts about the Panlong Ruins. Grandmaster Zhu Gen himself was also very fascinated by it. He was seventy-five years old when he came here to inspect the last time. He stayed there for the longest time, with a total of ten In five days, the largest number of people were brought, it is said that there were over a thousand people.”

The more people there are and the longer they stay, the more carefully they search Panlong City. It’s just difficult for them to ensure logistical supplies.

Sure enough, such large-scale excavations require official and military support.

Everyone also understood that the coalition forces and Master Zhu Gen had already done their homework and cleared the mines for them, so there was no need for a blanket search.

"Nearly a thousand people are doing fine without any accidents?" He Lingchuan interjected, "This itself is very abnormal."

He Chunhua suddenly said: "It's already dark, and I haven't seen the Three Corpse Insects yet."

Now he can still see the three fires on other people's bodies. Obviously the effect of Du Hun San has not passed. This state is similar to what is commonly known as "opening the eyes of the sky", and he can also see the three corpse insects.

But from the time he climbed the bridge to entering the city, he didn't find even a single three-corpse insect.

That in itself is weird, right?

"Yes, not only are there no three-corpse bugs in the city, there are no other evil spirits either. This is the consensus of the treasure hunters in front of us, so as long as we don't make any big noise here, we are probably safe." Sun Fuping took out a marching army The naan bread was roasted over the fire.

The marching naan cake is made of dead dough. It is as big as a plate with a human face. It makes a "ping" sound when dropped on the ground, but it is strong. Its only advantage is that it doesn't go bad easily when full. Even if it becomes soft when baked, He Lingchuan feels that the naan is rough and astringent, and it scratches his throat if he swallows it hard. He could only soak it in hot water and eat it, but Sun Fuping broke it into small pieces and chewed it without changing his face.

He was a down-to-earth Imperial Master who lived well in fine clothes and fine food, as well as coarse tea and naan cakes.

"A lot of the information I collected comes from Zhu Gen. After studying it for half his life, he told me personally that the Dafang Pot has never been found. It is likely that everyone went there at the wrong time."