My host is cold and scumbag

Huang Yan seemed to really just want to chat.

"I'm looking for fifteen."

Yang Taisui paused after hearing this, frowning in confusion: "If you want to find the fifteenth, go find it, why are you telling me?"

Huang Yan's eyes drifted away, and his expression became dazed: "He said that if I want to leave here, he will take me to see somewhere else."

Yang Taisui didn't understand and laughed: "Why, Master Huang doesn't look like a person who has a bad life. What's the matter, are you tired of the good life and want to eat some porridge and side dishes?"

“Besides, Huang Yan has traveled through so many mountains, rivers and streams. Where else can he go? How can Shiwu take you to heaven?”

Huang Yan fell silent, his face looking somewhat confused.

"Yeah, where can he take me?"

Huang Yan talked to himself. Yang Taisui thought that this guy was sick. Just now he thought that this guy was up to something evil, but who knew that he stopped talking after a few sentences. It was really weird.

Fortunately, Yang Qiu left half of his men behind to cover the rear. Yang Taisui was relieved to see his men gathered around him. He had more men than Huang Yan, and they seemed to be in better condition than Huang Yan's men.

Therefore, Huang Yan does not have the capital to confront him head-on.

Hearing Yue Qiu's faint cry at this time, Yang Taisui stood up.

Although the sound was small, it was loud enough for them to hear. Yang Taisui quickly took his men to follow.

When Yang Taisui stood at the edge of the stone well, it was like a chimney. The wind blew on his face and it dried up immediately. Yang Taisui was a little scared and said tremblingly, "This wind is stronger than outside. Are you sure we can walk down here?"

The brother at Yang Taisui's feet urged him, "Young Master Yang, everyone is down there. If you're scared, why don't you give way? I'll lead the way for you."

Yang Taisui's thin arms and legs made this rock climbing task a bit difficult. The brothers behind him urged him to climb up, and Huang Yan had already lowered another rope. Seeing this, Yang Taisui gritted his teeth and climbed down.

Because of the long and deep structure of the stone well, the hot wind gushing out from the depths of the stone well is even more unbearable. This hot wind penetrates the clothes and directly reaches the skin, bringing an indescribable burning sensation, making people sweat profusely in a moment.

It's like smoking sausage.

For some reason, this hot and dry environment made Yang Taisui think of hell.

In ancient legends and religious texts, hell is portrayed as a place full of pain and torture, with raging fires and wailing everywhere, as if it were an endless purgatory.

Ground Jade....

hell....

Thinking of the crazy woman in red, Yang Taisui shuddered for no apparent reason.

This scene is so close to the so-called legend. I don't know who is so perverted that he could actually create such a suitable place in this geographical location.

Yang Taisui climbed down tremblingly. When his feet touched the ground, his legs and feet went limp and he sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

At this time, He Chengwu was also sitting on the side, looking lifeless. Yang Taisui crawled over and patted He Chengwu on the shoulder: "Brother, why are you sitting here? Where's Xiaoqiu?"

He Chengwu had a gloomy attitude, but he still raised his head and saw Yang Qiu squatting in the distance, not knowing what he was doing.

Yang Taisui was a little tired now, so he didn't plan to join in the fun.

Instead, he looked at He Chengwu, who was in deep sorrow, and said softly, "When we came down, a brother told me a joke to relax me, saying that you had a crush on a certain woman."

He Chengwu's expression became more and more stiff: "Do you think this is a joke?"

Yang Taisui immediately became embarrassed: "What you said..."

He Chengwu's face was very cold. Yang Taisui sighed, "I thought I was wrong. The brothers think that she is not suitable for you."

He Chengwu didn't want to hear this now, and Yang Taisui felt that he was just talking about something irrelevant. As expected, when it comes to comforting people, men always have less sympathy.

Finally, Yang Taisui hurriedly tried to make amends: "Brother, I don't think you are too picky, nor do I think there is anything wrong with what you do, but in this situation, I have to tell you the truth. She is not on the same page with us. You should be appreciated for what you do. Otherwise, if you keep thinking about it and really make everyone unhappy, will you be able to live with your conscience at that time?"

He Chengwu's face turned even uglier. As the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while those who are watching can see things more clearly. He Chengwu's courage was obviously extremely heroic, but to put it nicely, he was foolish, and to put it bluntly, he was stupid.

In novels, love-brained people are always dominated by self-sacrifice in the general environment. He Chengwu sacrifices himself in this scene. Apart from the emotional aspect, his willful persistence obviously ruins other people's goodwill.

Yang Taisui didn't think it was surprising that someone like He Chengwu would do such a thing. He Chengwu has always been very devoted to the people within his circle. He can be considerate even to ordinary friends, let alone relationships.

But He Chengwu was obviously a stubborn person. He pursed his lips and said nothing. Yang Taisui simply stopped trying to persuade him. Now his hands and feet were still shaking. God knows what path he will take next.

Yue Qiu came over and handed Yang Taisui some water.

Water is a rare commodity in their team now. Yang Taisui has been talking a lot, but Yue Qiu still said: "Drink less."

It would be better not to drink it, Yang Taisui sighed, but still wet his lips with the wine and pretended that he had drunk it.

Yang Taisui asked Yueqiu, "What is Xiaoqiu doing?"

Yue Qiu squatted on the ground and glanced at Yang Qiu, also very confused. He raised the flashlight and pointed in a direction: "There is a cliff ahead, it is very deep below, and the vines of the earth jade are still below. Miss means that we should go down and take a look later."

Yang Taisui screamed: "Do you want to go down?"

"I am still alive, and I have to go through the eighteen levels of hell?"

Yue Qiu also sighed anxiously.

When Yang Qiu came down, he first explored the edge of the cliff for a long time. The further he went down, the stronger the wind became. At this point, the wind blowing on his face almost made him feel suffocated.

They should be halfway up a mountain at this time. Looking from above, they can see dense vines, and looking from below, it seems like an unfathomable abyss. Yang Qiu squatted on the edge, letting the wind from below blow her face dry. Opposite was a rugged stone wall, which was also densely entangled with vines, as if it was covered with a piece of fur.

To grow into such an airtight state, this thing called ground jade must have existed in this place for many, many years.

What does it mean to go with the wind? It can't be to just find the source of the wind.

But this is not even stranger. What is even stranger is that behind Yang Qiu, there is a stone platform.

The stone platform is deliberately carved.

And on the stone platform, there was a broken sword without a hilt.

And that is. Shenxiu's Broken Sword...