After Guoan, Li Hao and Li Xiu heard what I said, they looked at each other and hesitated.

Actually, what I said just now is not to scare them.

The murderer hidden in the secret was meticulous and followed us without showing any flaws. Even if he killed Brother Sun Glasses, he only left a handprint, and we knew nothing about the others.

Therefore, such perverted murderers with perfectionism will never allow their plans and make any mistakes. If Guoan and others withdraw in the middle, they will never let them leave safely.

"Brother Guoan, what should we do now?" Li Xiu asked.

Guoan stared at me and Taoist Yangwei and hesitated for a long time, and sighed and said:

"If you stay, stay. If there are many people, you can take care of each other."

So we found a place nearby, dug a deep hole, and buried Brother Sunglasses in.

A small grave was built with a pile of soil, which made Brother Sun Glasses feel safe.

While cleaning up Brother Sunglasses's backpack, I found a copper compass and a small red flag from it.

I placed this compass and flag in front of Brother Sun Glasses' grave as a burial.

After burying Brother Sun Glasses, it was already noon. Taoist Yangwei called someone to come over for dinner. During the meal, everyone was not in a high mood, no one spoke, and they were all burying their heads to eat.

During lunch, I was always very alert because I was worried that the murderer hiding in the dark would kill us again.

Before lunch was finished, the day suddenly became cloudy without warning, and the air around it gradually became stuffy, as if it was about to rain.

"It's great. It's going to rain this day, and we finally waited!" Taoist Yangwei saw that the sky was cloudy and swept away his previous depression and was extremely excited.

I walked behind Taoist Yangwei, first patted his shoulder, then put my hand on his shoulder, and asked softly:

"Master Yangwei, I will treat you as a friend and tell you the purpose of our trip to the Western Zhou Dead City, but you have been hiding it from us."

In fact, I have long doubted this Taoist Yangwei, especially after Brother Sun Glass died, he did not have the will to give up. He had such a firm determination to go to the Western Zhou Dead Man City, and he would not just look for that human skin map.

Taoist Yangwei turned around and looked at me, pretending to be confused with understanding:

"Brother Wang Cheng, I came to the Dead City of Western Zhou to find a map of human skins that records the treasures of Western Zhou. I have no hobbies in my life, but I just like money. As long as I have enough money, I can't live without it."

After hearing what Taoist Yangwei said, he didn't want to tell the truth to me at all.

I didn't force him anymore, and turned around and walked towards Qimeng.

Qi Meng, sitting on the ground, was playing with a tiger. When she saw me coming, she smiled and said to me:

"Wang Cheng, you see, what I said is right. The rain is coming soon. We will definitely be able to find the Western Zhou Dead City."

"Yes, you're right, we'll definitely be able to find it." I said and sat down next to Qimeng.

Soon, a dull thunder sounded, and we did not go into the tent to shelter from the rain, but sat outside the tent quietly waiting for the heavy rain to fall.

But after waiting for a long time, the sky was always gloomy and thunder was rolling, but the rain didn't fall a drop.

So I joked with Taoist Yangwei standing beside him:

"I said to Master Yangwei, why is it like you this day, just thunder and rain?"

Taoist Yangwei glanced at him and asked:

"Ah? You mean, the weather is as thrilling as I am, and I never drag it out, right? Brother, you know my personality. I accept this praise, thank you."

I was completely speechless. The understanding ability of this Taoist Yangwei is really different from that of a normal person.

We all stood on a high place, looked up at the sky, and waited so hard.

Before I knew it, another half an hour passed. I looked at my watch and it was already 1:40 in the afternoon.

Suddenly, a deafening thunder sounded, which scared us at the same time. Then I heard the sound of raindrops falling on the leaves.

The increasingly dense raindrops fell on us, and a small piece of wet was soon wet.

"It's raining, hurry up! Give me a telescope!" Taoist Yangwei excitedly took the telescope from Guoan and searched around for the mysterious Western Zhou Dead City.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. I was worried that Qimeng would catch the cold, so I asked her to carry the tiger back to the tent and wait first.

After Qimeng entered the tent, I asked Taoist Yangwei:

"Master Yangwei, have you seen the Dead City of the Western Zhou Dynasty?"

Taoist Yangwei used a telescope to change directions and kept searching, saying to me:

"I haven't found it yet. This is so strange. Didn't I say that I can see the Dead City of Western Zhou after the rain? I've looked around and didn't even see a mud wall."

After hearing the words of Taoist Yangwei, I jumped to a huge rock in front and looked around carefully.

After looking around, there were no buildings suspected to be dead people in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

This is really strange. Could it be that I made a mistake in my judgment from Mr. Zhou’s words before? What is the meaning of that rumor?

As the rain got heavier, a layer of white mist gradually emerged throughout the mountain, making the visibility even lower.

Just when I was confused, Qimeng, who had been staying in the tent, stood outside at some point, pointed at one of the dense forests and shouted to us:

"Look, what's there?!"

I immediately looked in the direction pointed by Qimeng. In the dense forest, there was a vast white mist. After the mist floating in the wind, I could vaguely see a narrow mountain stream.

"Huh? When we came, why didn't we notice that there was a mountain stream there?!" Taoist Yangwei said suspiciously.

"Let's hurry up and go and take a look, otherwise the rain will stop later and the mountain stream may not be able to see it." I said as I asked everyone to pack their bags and prepare to set off.

We quickly opened the tent, put it into our backpack, and each carried its backpack. The group of six of us rushed to the direction where the mountain stream was.

The fog became heavier and the mountain stream became more blurry, and finally all disappeared...

Fortunately, there was a watch given to me by Qimeng. The position was determined based on the compass on the watch. After trotting for more than ten minutes, I saw the narrow mountain stream again from behind the fog.

The peaks on both sides of the mountain stream are not high and can be said to be very short, so it is really not easy to find if you don’t look carefully.

After walking quickly to the mountain stream, resting for a while, Taoist Yangwei stood up and said to everyone:

"When we pass through the mountain stream in front of us, maybe it is the Western Zhou Dead City. There are some ugly words, so we still have to say it in front..." When he said this, Taoist Yangwei looked at me and asked:
Chapter completed!