Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

That face shocked me to the core, and it still lingered in my mind even when I had nightmares afterwards.

"Finally it's out."

Xiao Li swayed and rushed towards me.

Just as he was about to push me aside, the man accidentally ran away from me, and Xiao Li was chasing after him. The entire grotto was filled with the shadows of the two people.

"Ahem."

I patted my chest and regained my composure a little.

Soon, more and more people gathered in the grotto. It turned out that those who rushed to rescue also found the grotto. They stared at Mu Zi and me in surprise and asked what happened.

I couldn't tell clearly for a while.

But soon, the sealed soil was opened by the experts.

"Wow!"

Everyone looked inside with dumbfounded eyes, expecting to unearth cultural relics that would shock the world.

Imagine another grotto art like Mogao Grottoes.

However, the result seemed to disappoint them. What they saw now was not dazzling cultural relics and precious stone statues, but a person, Li Dakui!

"Dakui!"

I was shocked.

Li Dakui seemed to be asleep, but he was not breathing.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't know there was another person inside.

"Rescue team."

I shouted loudly.

These people came to their senses and took out simple medical equipment to rescue Li Dakui.

"Strange, what happened to him?"

The man with the stethoscope observed Li Dakui's facial changes and rubbed his face again, but he was not awake yet.

"Can he... still survive?"

I couldn't help but ask, praying countless times in my heart, Dakui, you must come back alive, otherwise...

"It's hard to tell. His condition is very strange. He is neither dead nor alive." The casual doctor who conducted the search and rescue said, "Let's carry him out first and send him to the hospital urgently. That way, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"There's another person here."

I heard someone shouting.

I quickly turned around and took a look, thinking it was Mo Lan, but he was just a person who casually followed us into the ancient Rakshasa country.

"He's in the same state."

The doctor checked for a long time and said, "What happened?"

"That……"

"boom!"

The whole grotto began to shake.

"Let's get out of here quickly. There should be no way out. Back up." Someone shouted.

Mu Zi and I have been looking for Xiao Li, but he seems to have disappeared.

Could it be that he ran away?

I am still worried about whether the poison on Mu Zi can be removed. Time is running out. There are only two days left for Mu Zi.

The entire base of the cultural relics selling group was opened, and a large amount of cultural relics and some stone statues were found inside, and these were enough to build a museum.

It's a pity that many ancient relics were damaged.

This time, a total of more than 40 important members, or wanted criminals, and some subordinates, totaling more than 100 people, were arrested.

They didn't expect that their lair would be destroyed all at once.

At present, it seems that this search and rescue has some obvious results, and their next plan is to find scriptures and stone statues in the caves I provided and transport them back for display.

And I was commended for my contribution to this matter, and the conference will be held when the search and rescue is a complete success.

Because he was worried about Li Dakui and Mu Zi.

We returned to the camp first, which is on the edge of the desert road. After a simple treatment, Li Dakui will be sent back to the county town for treatment, and I also decided that if I couldn't wait for Xiao Li, I would take Mu Zi to find that friend.

However, Xiao Li came back that night.

His whole body was covered in scars, he didn't know what he had gone through, and he was in a terrible state.

It seemed like there was only one breath left.

We rushed him to the infirmary and performed simple rescue before he regained his breath.

"I'm alive?"

These were the first words he spoke.

I nodded.

He thought for a while, seemed to have thought of something, let out a long sigh, and then said that he might not be able to help Mu Zi, and it was not certain whether he could recover.

I asked if there is any other way?

He thought for a while and said, asked me to find a friend of his, left me an address and name, and then fell asleep.

Later I found out that after he said this, he slept for three days and three nights.

Mu Zi and I decided to go back early the next morning.

Leave the desert.

The magic cave in the desert and the scriptures in those caves have come to an end for the time being, but the scripture has not been handed over and remains with me. The potion of the source of life is in Muzi's hands.

It is best not to hand it over to anyone until you understand it to prevent an accident.

In the following days, the search and rescue team also gradually found those so-called cultural relics, and transported them in several vehicles from the desert before returning them to the nearest museum for temporary collection.

The remains of the archaeologists who died in the desert also surfaced, and the process was carried out in an intense and orderly manner.

It's just strange that they still haven't found the so-called magic cave.