The stone gate was like a big drum, and the snow monster was beaten and it made Jin Guoer's eardrums hurt, and she fell like gravel on her head like hail.

Jin Guoer looked worried, afraid that the snow monster would smash the stone gate and rush in.

However, the snow monster gave up after a while, but did not leave. Jin Guoer heard the snow monster circling outside and her feet were slashing through the gravel.

"Ahem!"

He Sanzhi made a series of coughs, and Jin Guoer hurriedly took out the fire note and lit the torch.

"Old He, how are you?"

He Sanzhi waved his hand, "I can't die."

He took out a bottle of medicine from his backpack, poured it into his mouth with his head raised, and swallowed it with the blood in his mouth.

I just fought with the snow monster. If I hadn't been protected by the tenth level of martial arts innate martial arts, I would have been beaten into a meat paste by the snow monster.

Despite this, He Sanzhi was seriously injured, and at least half of his internal organs were damaged. Now, let alone fighting, it is a problem even going out.

"You have a rest first and I'll see if there is a way out here."

Jin Guoer helped He Sanzhi to the corner to sit down. She inserted the torch into the crack of the rock beside her, lit another torch, and carefully explored it inside.

This is a man-made stone cave with a lampstand inlaid on the stone wall, and Jin Guoer lit it one by one. The appearance of the entire stone cave appeared in front of him, shocking Jin Guoer.

This stone cave is the size of two basketball courts, divided into three stone rooms in front, middle and back. The front is the stone room where He Sanzhi rests. There are tables, chairs and benches made of stones, which should be in the restaurant type.

The inside is the bedroom, a stone bed, two rows of bookshelves, and there is also a set of stone tables, chairs and benches in the middle, and a sculpture is placed at the bottom.

Jin Guoer helped He Sanzhi to the innermost stone chamber. When He Sanzhi saw the sculpture, he was also amazed.

This is a stone statue carved from white marble. It is a handsome young man with a slender figure and extraordinary temperament. He is dressed in gorgeous clothes. He sits upright on the stone platform with his ten fingers slimly tilted his head to play the piano.

This stone statue is definitely from the master's hand. Every detail is polished sophisticated, with delicate facial features, just like a living person.

Jin Guoer's expression moved slightly. The statue's eyebrows were actually somewhat similar to Gu Youqing.

"Is he the master here?" Jin Guoer murmured.

He Sanzhi shook his head and pointed to the altar in front of the sculpture. The fruits in the porcelain plate on it had turned black into coal, for at least several hundred years.

"This is like a place for worship. The owner of the stone chamber will not offer himself. This sculpture should be the one worshipped by the owner of the stone chamber, and the dry bone next to it should be the owner of the stone chamber."

Only then did Jin Guoer realize that a dead bone was shrinking under the altar, which scared her so much that she couldn't help but scream.

"A person dies like a lamp goes out, Miss Jin doesn't have to be afraid." He Sanzhi comforted.

Jin Guoer had a courageous spirit and picked up a branch to lift the tablecloth under the altar to reveal the dead bones below.

This is a woman's corpse, because Jin Guoer was distinguished from her clothes. Although her clothes were corrupt, it was vaguely identifiable that it was a pink silk.

"She isn't the legendary fairy, right?" Jin Guoer thought of the legend that He Sanzhi and his grandfather said.

He Sanzhi nodded with great concern. This woman must be a martial arts master, and she is much deeper than him, so she can fly up from the cliff as smooth as a mirror.

However, when martial arts masters are strong, they are always physical mortals and cannot live with the world. For some reason, or illness, they may be seriously injured and died alone here.

Jin Guoer sighed slightly and said, "She is so lonely. She is dead and there is no one to collect the body. Can we bury her?"

He Sanzhi nodded, he had the same intention.

Since this stone chamber is her home, it will be buried here, buried under the white marble statue, allowing her to protect the people she admires in her mind.

Jin Guoer and He Sanzhi used ice chisel to pry open the floor tiles, dug a two-meter-long and one-meter-wide pit, and then worked together to place the almost scattered corpses inside intact.

While carrying the corpse, a letter fell out of the dilapidated silk. Jin Guoer looked through the cover and wrote it to someone who was destined to be.

"It seems to be written for us." Jin Guoer said.

"Open and take a look." He Sanzhi said.

When I opened the letter, it was written in a thin gold style with a brush, which was very beautiful. It can be seen that this man was a calligraphy enthusiast during his lifetime.

This is a letter with three pages in total, and it is used in classical Chinese. He Sanzhi is a rough man and can't understand it, but Jin Guoer reads it very thoroughly.

He Sanzhi scratched his head and asked, "What is the content here?"

After reading the first page of the letter, Jin Guoer looked at the corpse with pity and said, "This woman is so pitiful."

This woman called herself the Shenyin Hall, and there was a maid under the throne of the Qin Emperor, and a Shang alone. This Shang was not a Shang of a merchant, but a Shang of the Five-character Palace Shangjiao Zhengyu.

Three hundred years ago, Shang was driven away from the Shenyin Hall and fell into Changbai Mountain for breaking the Nine-turn Glazed Lantern that Emperor Qin loved.

Although Shang was abandoned by Emperor Qin, she wanted to return to the Shenyin Hall. Every full moon night, she would fly out of the canyon and pray in the direction of the Shenyin Hall, hoping that Emperor Qin would feel her repentance and let her go back.

This wait will last for three hundred years.

Emperor Qin did not hear Shang's prayer, but she became depressed and eventually died under the statue of Emperor Qin.

Until the moment of death, Shang was thinking about getting Emperor Qin to forgive him.

Jin Guoer said angrily: "Isn't it just breaking a lamp? As for expelling her, I will be alone in this bitter and cold place."

There are three pages in total. The first page describes the reason why Shang came here, and the second page describes her life here.

After arriving at Changbai Mountain, on a snowy night, Shang met the elf of Changbai Mountain, that is, the snow monster outside the stone gate. Shang called it the snow horn.

The snow horn is born from the spiritual energy in Changbai Mountain. It is born with divine power, invulnerable to swords and guns, and is cruel in nature. Whenever there is a blizzard, it goes down the mountain to catch people and eat it.

The merchant tamed it and disciplined it not to go down the mountain to hurt people. He also created a musical instrument to restrain the snow horn.

After hearing this, He Sanzhi was deeply impressed. Since Shang died, Xue Xiao lost control, so he came out to harm the villagers at the foot of the mountain again.

He Sanzhi asked: "Did you mention the method of taming the snow elbow?"

Jin Guoer turned on the third page and said after reading it: "The above said that the one who tamed the snow horn was a pipa, which was hidden in the stone bed in the bedroom."

The two hurried to the bedroom in the middle, opened the bedding on the corpse bed, and there was a dark lattice below, inside a copper box, covered with green rust.

After prying open the copper lock, Jin Guoer flipped through the box, and there was indeed a pipa inside.

This pipa is more than one meter long, thirty centimeters wide, and is covered with dark green. It is actually an emerald pipa.
Chapter completed!