coobybook Chapter 517
Chapter 517
After half a month of meticulous preparation, Zhang Hao and his team finally arrived at the edge of the Kunlun Mountains.
The world before my eyes was instantly dominated by pure white.
Majestic peaks pierced the gray sky, and massive glaciers, like frozen silver rivers, reflected a chilling light in the sunlight.
The air was thin and cold, each breath carrying a knife-like chill, and the exhaled white breath instantly condensed.
However, what is even more striking is the tight security presence at the foot of the mountain.
Armed personnel in heavy winter clothing stood solemnly, setting up checkpoints at key intersections. Snowmobiles patrolled, kicking up clouds of snow dust, while high-powered binoculars and radar equipment silently rotated at makeshift outposts.
The entire area exudes a tension and solemnity that seems out of place with the pristine snow-capped mountains.
"Ouch!"
The fat man rubbed his hands together, his breath steaming in the air, huddled in his thick down jacket, his small eyes warily scanning the heavily armed guards.
"With this kind of setup, those who know the area would think it's a sacred mountain, while those who don't would think they've trespassed into some kind of military restricted area!"
Is it really necessary? This is the middle of nowhere!
"The Kunlun Mountains, the ancestor of all mountains and the source of the dragon vein, have been shrouded in mystery since ancient times."
Wu Tianzhen also wrapped her scarf tighter, her voice sounding somewhat muffled in the cold wind:
"Moreover... quite a few inexplicable things have indeed happened here."
His words immediately piqued everyone's curiosity.
Jie Xiaohua gathered her wind-blown hair:
"Naiveté, what do you mean?"
Wu Tianzhen looked at the fat man:
"Fatty, you're well-informed, tell everyone about that famous strange incident?"
The fat man cleared his throat, his face showing the solemnity of someone recounting a secret:
"Hey, this story goes back to 1983!"
Deep within the Kunlun Mountains lies a place called Death Valley.
That summer, a herdsman went in to graze his livestock, but he never came out again.
Later, the search and rescue team found his body... the scene was... wow!
The fat man lowered his voice, as if afraid that something in the wind and snow would hear him:
"The herdsman's death was too bizarre!"
He froze on the spot, his mouth agape, big enough to fit a fist, his eyes wide open, filled with…
How should I put it? It was the kind of horror that comes from seeing something absolutely unthinkable and terrifying that you should never have seen!
The most amazing thing is that he was still gripping his hunting rifle tightly in his hand, his knuckles were white from clenching, but not a single bullet was missing from the barrel!
What did he say he saw?
They even forgot to fire, or rather... it was too late?
The fat man's words were like a cold wind that seeped into everyone's collar, even Zhang Qilin glanced at him slightly.
Yi Sa frowned, Ding Yudie subconsciously moved closer to Xie Xiaohua, and Huo Xiuxiu's face turned a little pale.
"This place..."
Just as Jie Xiaohua opened her mouth.
Boom——!
Without warning! The sky, which had just been overcast, suddenly changed dramatically!
It was as if the sky had been torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and the thick, lead-gray clouds rolled and piled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly swallowing up the last ray of light.
The gale howled mournfully, whipping up the snow from the ground and creating a vast white curtain of snow.
The goose-feather-like snowflakes were no longer falling gently, but were carried by the gale and lashed down like dense icicles, reducing visibility to less than ten meters in a few seconds!
The temperature plummeted, and the biting cold penetrated the thick winter gear, reaching right to the bone.
"not good!
snowstorm!"
Zhang Hao's deep voice cut through the wind, and his golden-red pupils, like burning embers in the sudden dim light, instantly locked onto a blurry, inwardly recessed, massive rock shadow at the foot of the mountain:
"there!
There's a cave!
quick! "
The group reacted quickly, and under Zhang Hao's guidance, they braved the fierce wind that almost knocked them over, stumbling and trudging towards the rock depression.
The wind and snow acted like a solid wall, making every step incredibly difficult. The fat man practically tumbled and crawled to the front, using his body to push through the dense snow curtain.