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  In the darkness, I stared wide-eyed, almost thinking I was hallucinating. Then that voice muttered to itself again: "Another wolf face, staring and scaring Master Bao, huh?" Tears nearly came out of my eyes, just as I was about to open my mouth to shout, the stone under my hand suddenly loosened.

  It's done!

  My heart skipped a beat, and my left hand desperately climbed upwards, hoping to grab onto something, but before I could grasp anything, the rock that my right hand was leaning on suddenly broke off with a loud crack. I couldn't think of anything, and my whole body plummeted downwards. Next thing I knew, I saw a flash of light in front of me, a fiery orange-yellow glow, followed by a sharp pain in my back, and then everything went black.

  I don't know if I'm dead or alive, anyway my eyes are black, my brain is numb, and my body is hot and cold. After an unknown period of time, I felt someone slapping my face. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids were like a thousand pounds heavy. The person who was slapping me gave up, and I fell asleep again in a daze. This time there was no feeling at all until my brain suddenly cleared and I opened my eyes myself.

  As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a bunch of hair, what's going on?

  My brain is still dull, as if I had senile dementia, and it took me half a day to understand that it was a hanging corpse.

  With great difficulty, I turned my head and found myself lying on a very warm thing, surrounded by green.

  It took me a long time to react, damn it, how did I end up sleeping in that bronze coffin!

  I tried to get up, but the muscles on my body were stiff and uncooperative, my joints didn't listen to me, I only made some noise, but it was a bit difficult to get up.

  Just then, a chubby face with sweat beads on it poked out from above the coffin, and very solemnly saluted me, saying: "Comrade Innocent, raising the dead is not right, you should rest in peace."

  I almost cried.

  Chubby wore only a thin thermal underwear on his body, and the fish skin had been removed. I don't know where he got the clothes from. I remembered the soft feeling under my body, and I guessed that he must have used his own jacket to pad me up.

  Just as I was about to speak, the fatty said: "Although we're reunited after a long time of hardship, you don't have to be so emotional, tears are even coming out, it's really embarrassing for me." It wasn't until then that my throat felt a bit better, and I opened my mouth to say: "Cough... this is just physiological tears, damn it... putting me in a coffin, cough, what kind of heart do you have?"

  Fatso clicked his tongue and said, "Tianzhen, you're indeed worthy of being my brother. Despite your physical disability, your fighting spirit hasn't wavered. As a reward, I'll give you a piece of beef, but there's no water, so make do with it." I didn't know why Fatso was here, maybe due to his physical condition, his brain was stiff and he found it hard to think about anything, so I didn't say much either.

  Fatso handed me a few strips of beef jerky, the flavor was dry and tasteless, but it filled my stomach and gave me energy, recovering my strength quickly. Although I was thirsty, I couldn't find any water here, so I could only chew on some dry beef jerky. After eating, I felt like I had recovered a bit of energy, and my brain was clearer too. So I asked Fatso, "How did you get here?"

  Fatso's big butt sat on the edge of the bronze coffin, his feet inside, while throwing strips of beef onto my face, saying: "Don't mention me first, talk about you, damn it, can't you behave a bit? We've only been apart for more than a day and you get Fat Master injured. Grandma's bear, and then came a heavenly immortal, Fat Master thought it was some kind of rice ball jumping down at first, but looking at that hairstyle didn't feel right either. Luckily I was quick-witted, if not for Fat Master's big belly, you damn well would have fallen to your death. Honestly confess, what's with the gunshot wound?"

  I was about to speak, but he interrupted me: "Forget it, you'd better just rest and recover. I've decided to stay in this tomb for a day. There's still some medicine in my equipment, so take care of your injuries first." Then, the fatty took out the medicine, and only then did I realize that he had already changed the dressing on my wound once before. The wound on my shoulder no longer looked so gruesome. After cleaning it with antiseptic water, he applied a new bandage. He also put medicine on the injury on my ankle, and after swallowing a few more pills, I finally calmed down.

  When a person is physically healthy, they may not care about those small pills at all. But at this moment, taking one pill seems to be giving life an injection of strong heart medicine.

  My whole body relaxed, lying in the bronze coffin, I wanted to pull a few more sentences with Fatty, but my physical condition didn't allow it, and I fell asleep again in a daze.

  I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up again, I felt like I was reborn. My head was clear and although the wound still hurt, that feeling of muscle stiffness, as if it would collapse at any moment, had disappeared.

  The fatty was no longer beside me, I propped myself up with my hands and saw that he was leaning against the wall, wearing a set of brown thermal underwear, stretching out his hand to warm himself by the fire.

  I took a look at the clothes spread out below me, some of which looked familiar. They belonged to that German guy. Initially, they were equipment given by Xiaohua and others. The fabric was thin but very warm. It seems that Fatso didn't disappoint everyone, he killed the German and even took his clothes.

  He was chilled to the bone, standing beside my dragon and stamping his feet and rubbing his hands. I hastily scrambled out of the bronze coffin, gathered up my clothes, and walked over to him, saying "Thanks."

  The fatty looked at me with great disdain and said, "Anyone can say thank you, let's talk about something practical." I said, "You're the boss, how can I not listen to your orders? Alright, I'll give you half of my shares later on."

  Fatty laughed and said, "Hey, looks like you're recovering well. Last night you were crying and wanting to die, now you're making fun of me. That broken antique shop of yours, I'd lose money if I invested in it. You really have no conscience, get out of here, I don't have a brother like you."

  "Hey, hey, Wang Fatty, watch your language, what's with the 'tearfully' nonsense? You dare to spout more crap, believe it or not, I..."

  The fatty curled his lip and sized me up a few times before saying, "What can you do?"

  "I thought for a moment and said, 'Let's just forget about the last time I promised to treat you to hairy crabs.'"

  Fatty glared, saying: "Don't be like a woman, a real man's word is as good as gold, you're making me look down on you." I waved my hand and said: "Alright, stop messing around, let's talk business."

  Fatso was putting on his clothes while complaining, "This clothing is pretty good, it's just too small and suffocating. I'll give this one to you, so you won't turn around and say I'm bullying you in the dorm." I didn't even say thank you, and put on that jacket.

  The three of us, over the years, can be said to have been through thick and thin. We don't need to say polite things to each other. I believe that if I really fell in this fight, with Baozi's personality, I wouldn't have to worry about nobody collecting my body, he would definitely think of a way to get me out.

  That time when the wolf pack attacked, after being rescued by the Germans, I gave up the idea of searching for Xiaohua and others. But if there was Baozi in that avalanche, even if the Germans pointed their guns at my head, I would try to find a way back to save him, even if it's just his body.

  After putting on his clothes, the fatty said: "What's the big deal? Now recovering from injuries is the priority." After finishing speaking, the fatty fell silent. I sensed that something was off and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "What's wrong with you? You look like someone who has been raped. Who could have laid a hand on you?"

  I thought Fatso would jump up immediately, but he stared at me with his dark eyes for a while before patting my shoulder and saying, "This time, I'm really scared." He turned around, pointing to one side and said, "Look." I followed his finger and was shocked because the bronze gate had actually opened.

  I stared blankly, recalling the muffled sound I had heard earlier, and guessed that it was probably the sound of this bronze door opening. Could it be that Fatso opened the door?

  "What's going on?"

  Fatso's face still had a lingering fear, and he said: "This matter is a long story to tell." I heard him start to ramble on again, so I quickly stopped him, saying: "Get to the point." Then Fatso roughly told me what happened afterwards.

  At that time, he saw me fall off the cliff and his eyes turned red with anxiety. However, the German was clinging tightly to him, and despite his frail body, he had great strength. The fat man wrestled with him for over 20 minutes before knocking him unconscious. Then, the fat man didn't care about anything else, he stripped the German's clothes off and put them on himself, preparing to take a risk and climb down the cliff bare-handed, determined to survive or die trying.

  At that time, I fell off the cliff and there was a big radish below, almost sentenced to death. The fat man's heart was cool and no longer cared about the Germans, only thinking of getting down the cliff in seconds. As a result, he was just preparing when he was knocked unconscious by someone.

  When the fat man woke up, he was extremely dizzy. He estimated that he had fainted for a long time. His hands and feet were all tied up, but the German who had fallen to the ground was nowhere to be seen. However, strangely enough, his equipment was still there. Had the German not left yet?

  Fatso was furious, scolding his mother as he struggled to untie the rope. Fortunately, it wasn't a real rope, but one made of cloth strips. He quickly broke free and immediately gathered his gear, holding up his gun to observe his surroundings. Where would that German go?

  The fire dragon illuminated the surroundings very brightly, and Fatso squinted his eyes to search around. Just then, he suddenly discovered that in the empty space above, there seemed to be a black shadow. Fatso was startled in his heart, what thing was on top?

  He aimed the muzzle at the black shadow, and that thing was slowly moving above, vaguely human in shape. Could it be that German?

  At this time, the fat man found that there were some climbable things around the wall of the cave. Did the German climb up? He couldn't get down to the bottom of the cliff for a while, thinking that since the German had been here before, he must have known the situation. On an impulse, he started climbing up with his equipment on his back. The cliff was very steep and he almost fell several times. When the fat man climbed about 20 meters high, a bronze chain suddenly appeared above him.

  This iron chain was nailed firmly to the mountain wall, stretching all the way to the opposite mountain wall. Fatty couldn't help but think of what the Resounding Denizen had said: "The long-lived can fly over." Was he referring to this bronze chain?

  At this time, the black shadow slowly walked back and forth, gradually approaching the direction of the fat man. As the figure got closer and closer, the fat man saw clearly that it was the German who was climbing on the bronze chain like a monkey. This made the fat man so angry that he grabbed the bronze lock chain with both hands, flipped his body over, straddled it, leaned against the mountain wall, cocked his gun with a "click", and sneered: "Go die, you go to be buried with my brother."

  I couldn't help but roll my eyes and said, "I'm dead and you're still bothering me. If you want to bury me with someone, find someone decent. Don't make me uncomfortable in the afterlife." The fatty snorted and said, "Who knew you were so resilient? Honestly, at the time I really thought you were done for. I even had a heart of jumping off the cliff to die with you." I was speechless from his words and stopped talking, letting him continue speaking.

  The fatty finished speaking and immediately fired at the German, who didn't have such good geographical conditions. The whole person was suspended in mid-air and couldn't dodge the fatty's gun. This man was also able to yield and immediately begged for mercy, saying in Chinese: "No, no! Don't kill me, I can help you."

  The fat man looked at him coldly, his eyes bloodshot. He was so angry that he wanted to chop the German into pieces, but he knew this person's background wasn't simple, so he suppressed his anger and sneered: "Help me? I'd like to hear what you can do for me." The German saw that the fat man hadn't shot him, so he let out a sigh of relief and spoke mysteriously: "I've been here before. Although I haven't remembered everything, I recall this bronze lock chain and how to open that bronze door."

  In the darkness, the German turned his head, nodding towards the bronze door opposite.

  Fatso sneered after listening: "And then?"

  The German said: "The way this door opens is known only to me, so let's cooperate."

  The fat man smiled, slowly raised his gun, and said word by word: "You! Go! Die!" Then, the small submachine gun in the fat man's hand swept violently, shooting the German into a pulp, his head was completely shattered. The German didn't even have time to let out a few cries of despair, his body tilted to one side, and he fell into the cliff.

  Fatso sat on the bronze iron chain, looking at the darkness below, muttering to himself: "Heavens, if you really get stuck here, Fat Master... I won't have a face to see Little Brother again." He stayed on the bronze chain for a while, deciding to climb to the other side first and see if the mountain wall was easier to climb. Even if he got stuck, he had to collect his own body.

  Then, the fat man started to climb over to the other side. This bronze chain was very thick and not difficult to climb. The fat man climbed to the other side and found that there were actually stairs carved on the mountain wall on that side. We didn't notice it before when we were in the cave below because of the limited view.

  Fat boy immediately followed the recessed staircase on the mountain wall and walked down to the platform of that bronze gate.

  Just then, Pangzi heard a dull noise coming from inside the bronze gate.

  Fatso was startled, subconsciously thinking of the bronze gate on Changbai Mountain, and thought that the yin soldiers were coming out. As a result, the sound rang for a while and then stopped. Fatso felt that the sound was somewhat familiar, and after pondering for half a day, he couldn't help but slap his head, damn it, wasn't this the sound of gunfire?!

  Due to the obstruction of the bronze gate, when the intense gunfire reached Fatso's ears, it had already changed its tone, so he didn't react for a moment. Now that he thought about it, his heart suddenly skipped a beat - who was inside the bronze gate?