In the wilderness, a huge red whirlpool entrenched itself, which was strange and spectacular.

In the center of the whirlpool, there are four peaks, standing in all directions. They stand upright, like four ancient warriors holding long swords.

Time and sand have eroded their original appearance, leaving behind marks called vicissitudes of life.

"This is [Four Difficulties Mountain]."

On a hilltop on the edge of the whirlpool, the strong wind blew Yu Huatian's clothes to rustle.

"[Four Difficulties]?" Mr. Luo asked curiously: "What are the Four Difficulties?"

"Everyone has a different understanding of the four difficulties. Some people think that good things are hard to come by, while others think that it is a hardship in life." Yu Huatian said: "But in the Sa family's view, the road is high, no matter whether it is good things that are hard to find, or it is hard to find."

Life is short, just practice it yourself."

Mr. Luo looked at the whirlpool. It was obvious that the destination of his trip was in this whirlpool - or in other words, the existence of the red whirlpool was already the first hurdle in exploring the [Red King's Tomb].

Birds occasionally flew by in the sky, but were instantly pulled over by the huge attraction of the vortex.

The moment the flying bird fell into the whirlpool, its body was strangled directly by the rapidly rotating airflow... Before it even had time to fall, its flesh and blood had been wiped away by the strong wind.

"This whirlpool is not only powerful in wind, but also has a terrifying power that can blow away the soul." Yu Huatian said with a solemn expression at this time: "Even an ordinary seventh-level powerful monk can't resist and penetrate deep into the center of the whirlpool.

"

"Then what should we do?" Wen Duo frowned.

"If the upper road is blocked, take the lower road." Yu Huatian said directly: "The existence of [Red King's Mausoleum] is not a matter of a day or two. Everyone knows that [Red King] is the early king-level powerhouse of [Witch God Empire].

The legacy after its fall, not to mention the human monks, even the [Witch God Empire] itself wants to get it... After so many years, there will always be some amazingly talented or lucky guys who can find another way."

"Could it be said that someone successfully dug in from the ground?" Wen Duo's eyes suddenly widened and he said in disbelief: "Where does this great wisdom come from?"

"Sikong Picking the Moon." Yuhuatian suddenly mentioned a name.

Wen Duo frowned, "I've never heard of it."

Yuhuatian said calmly: "He is a casual cultivator, but he seems to be a descendant of a certain gold-making family. He has been setting up a street stall in the City of White Steel, selling things picked up from the wasteland."

"Where is this person?" Wen Duo asked directly - he was really curious. The guy who can dig through the red vortex and solve the eternal problem is indeed a talent!

"The person is dead." Yu Huatian shook his head: "I heard that I won a big prize when I opened the blind box of the secret box. I was so excited that I suffered from cerebral thrombosis for decades and died."

"What the hell?" Wen Duo rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously: "What are you talking about?"

Yuhuatian didn't care at all...probably as if he had been used to it for a long time, and said without changing his expression: "Although Sikong Zhaiyue is dead, his son is still there, named Sikong Ju... In him, I found Sikong Zhaiyue

Zhai Yue left a key to open the mausoleum. In addition, the Sa family later found an exploration notebook in Sikong Zhaiyue's home, which recorded the route Sikong Zhaiyue used to dig through the red vortex."

When Yu Huatian was talking about this moment, he glanced at the maid standing behind Mr. Luo, intentionally or unintentionally.

It's just that it's hard for others to see a trace of ripples in this perfect face.

"What's going on with Sikong Ju?" Wen Duo said thoughtfully: "I can dig out the red whirlpool. He is really capable... As a son, how much has he learned?"

"No." Yuhuatian shook his head: "On the contrary, Sikong Ju is a complete waste. Do you know why the Sa family got the key from him so easily? That's because after Sikong Zhaiyue died, this guy had no money.

, took the initiative to find it with the key and planned to sell it. The notebook I found was also used as a stepping stone for the game table... and even some were chewed by cockroaches. "

"This Sikong Zhaiyue should jump out of the coffin." Wen Duo shook his head, "If labor and management have such a coward's offspring, they will be buried alive... Hey, Lao Yu, you didn't bring this Sikong Ju with you, did you?

?”

"Use waste." Yuhuatian said calmly: "Although it is a waste, no matter how wasteful it is, some traces of my father can still be thrown away. The record of the route in the handbook is vague... Just look at this Sikong

Ju, have you learned anything about Sikong Zhaiyue?"

Mr. Luo suddenly said: "Master Yu, I don't know if this note can be made public."

Yu Huatian said directly: "Since Mr. Luo wants to see it, the Sa family and others will have someone copy it for you about the records of the [Red King's Mausoleum]."

"Thank you." Mr. Luo smiled slightly.

At this time, Yuhuatian called a man in Jinyi and ordered: "Set up camp and rest in place, and we will officially start exploring tomorrow."

Since they left the City of White Steel, they have not stopped all the way, and even encountered several waves of assassination harassment on the way. At this time, it is necessary to take a short rest before the official exploration.

…

…

There are even some abandoned camps nearby - obviously, the White Steel Jinyi in this group is not the first to want to go deep into the red whirlpool.

It's just that the red vortex is like a natural barrier, blocking the footsteps of countless people for countless years.

This is true for human monks, and so is the local alien species in [Foreign Battlefield] - perhaps, at this time, there are still people on the other side of the red vortex who are worrying about how to pass through this red vortex.

"Be sure to set up camp before dark! If anyone is lazy, don't blame my 40-meter long whip!"

The errands of setting up camp are naturally done by the lowest-ranking reservists - they not only have to set up camp, but they even have to make fires to cook and serve the real Jinyi adults.

Zhao Huaian was rolling up his sleeves and lighting a fire - he was responsible for taking care of the captured killers along the way, as well as the diet of more than a dozen lizardmen.

"Hey, this thing is for people to eat."

At this time, I saw Mr. Wu stirring the pot a few times with a spoon.

Zhao Huaian said: "Boss, why don't you give your noble rations to those lowly lizard people?"

"Xenomorphs are not human beings." Boss Wu laughed loudly, "Eating food that is not human food is just right...hey, let me wait for the labor and management to add some ingredients!"

After saying that, Mr. Wu directly sprinkled a handful of soil into the pot and spit a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm into it.

——So cheap!

"Boss, is there someone calling you over there?" Zhao Huaian pointed forward.

Boss Wu turned his head subconsciously and looked ahead suspiciously - but he never thought that Zhao Huaian would move like lightning at this time, taking a small spoonful from the pot and adding it directly to the broth in Boss Wu's hand.

"There is no one, who is looking for me?"

"Oh, I seem to have seen it wrong." Zhao Huaian shook his head.

Boss Wu waved his hand and hit Zhao Huaian on the back of the head. He cursed and walked away while drinking the broth, "Well... why does it taste weird?"

Zhao Huaian chuckled softly, picked up the big pot, and walked quickly to the place where a kind of captives were temporarily detained - but when passing by a camp, he saw no one around, so he directly opened the big pot in front of the camp.

The pot was replaced.

"You are lucky, this is the work of super chef Wu Laoda who vomited blood, hehe..."

At this time, Xiao Zhao held up the fragrant broth with a sly smile on his face, and walked away clumsily looking for a way to go. Unexpectedly, when he just raised his head, his eyes changed slightly.

"Luo... Mr. Luo, hello." Zhao Huai calmed down.

He didn't know why this mysterious young master would suddenly appear - the key was, there was no movement at all.

Mr. Luo said: "Are you going to deliver food to those alien species?"

Zhao Huaian nodded.

"If you don't mind, I also want to go see them." Mr. Luo smiled and said, "Can I also go with you?"

"Oh, good?"

…

As the two of them walked in the gradually built camp, Zhao Huaian couldn't even feel the slightest sense of oppression from Young Master Luo... It was as if he was a friend he had known for many years.

He even helped carry a pot of food for feeding the alien species.

"Speaking of it, being a doctor is really a profession with a very promising future and a lot of money." Zhao Huaian suddenly sighed and said.

Mr. Luo cast his gaze.

Zhao Huaian smiled and said: "You see, as long as you have good medical skills, there will always be people trying their best to please you. Because no one knows whether he will get some strange and complicated disease tomorrow... So, doctor friends are

It’s really manageable.”

Mr. Luo thought for a while and said: "If this doctor's medical skills are not very good, if he is helpless when facing a dying patient, or if he is distracted, the life that could have been rekindled falls into the abyss.

.”

Zhao Huaian was startled and said: "According to you, Master, is being a doctor still a high-risk profession?"

"Actually, it's still a very lucrative career." Mr. Luo chuckled and said, "If you happen to cure a big shot, it will be enough for a lifetime."

——Damn, this guy is so naughty!

Zhao Huaian murmured in his heart, feeling that this short time together became more and more natural, and it made people instinctively let go of all their guard... scary.

——What a terrifying social ability that both men and women have.

"Master Luo, why did you suddenly think of going to see those alien lizard people at this time?" Zhao Huaian asked the doubts in his heart.

"I wanted to take a look from the beginning." Mr. Luo smiled casually and said, "Isn't this Master Yu walking all the way and stopping just now?"

"Okay...it seems like that's true?" Zhao Huaian opened his mouth, okay...I'm afraid Mr. Luo is a real person.

Those lizard-human alien species that Yuhuatian Zunbei used to spy on the trap were imprisoned in a temporarily dug cave... Two official men with swords and brocade clothes were guarding them.

Zhao Huaian obviously got along well with these two Jin Yis and said hello when he came up.

"Are you Mr. Luo?"
To be continued...