The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 367 Treasure Cave

That night, Interlaken became a sea of ​​joy again.

The Shepherd’s Day is coming to an end, and the next afternoon is the most grand folklore parade. People from all over Switzerland, wearing various national costumes, will embark on the "widest" road in Interlaken, crossing the entire town.

This is a bit like the feeling of Xia Guoren taking a float on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

But for Swiss people, there is only one chance in twelve years.

This evening, the bars, restaurants, and streets were crowded with tourists from all over Swiss and Europe.

They are welcoming the last day of Shepherd's Day with their own enthusiasm.

Zhou Yang and Hu Meixuan thanked Nicholas for his dinner invitation and returned to the hotel to study the treasure map on the grounds of headache.

Tomorrow is also their best opportunity to get treasure.

"Zhou Yang, why are you so sure?" Hu Meixuan bit a pencil in her mouth and patted the spread map.

Zhou Yang said: "Because I saw the mural pattern taken by Nicholas."

Based on her memory, she hastily spent a few strokes and sketched out an outline.

Although Zhou Yang's painting skills are worrying, Hu Meixuan can see the outline of the pattern anyway.

The mural is supposed to be an image of a woman in a long gown, with a strange hat on her head.

Her facial lines are very soft, leaning toward "national face".

Only because of the age, Hu Meixuan can only see this.

"What the **** is this?" Hu Meixuan said.

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Have you heard of Houtu Empress?"

Hu Meixuan shook her head.

"That's it!" Zhou Yang said, "Even you, the art merchant who is horizontal and horizontal in Europa, have never heard of it, let alone those outsiders. Not only you, even in Xia Guo, you can see that this is Houtu Empress. There won’t be too many people."

"This is a very powerful **** in the mythical pedigree of Xia Kingdom!" Zhou Yang said freely, "This Houtu is the Houtu of the Empress and the Houtu, and is also a direct descendant of the legendary Water God Gonggong."

"She, but an earth god!" Zhou Yang concluded, "So, when we collect treasures, we must prepare some soil for future use."

"Fire, water, soil... aren't these the four elements?" Hu Meixuan blinked, revealing the charming side of Pirate Wang.

Zhou Yang nodded and shook his head: "The Houtu empress on the mural, I don't think it was painted by Xia Guoren. Who would paint the image of Houtu empress in a cave in the distant Europa continent? I can't figure it out!"

"Tomorrow, we will have a chance to know." Hu Meixuan stretched her waist, revealing a thrilling waist profile.

She put her hands around Zhou Yang and said with a smirk: "You can't figure it out, but I figured it out..."

Zhou Yang covered his face: "Mei Xuan, you are really getting worse and worse now."

"You annoying guy, don't you hurry up to satisfy me when you know I'm in spring?" Hu Meixuan groaned and fell into Zhou Yang's arms.

The temperature in the house rose instantly.

While Zhou Yang and Hu Meixuan were getting tired and crooked, in the biggest bar in town, Nicholas was spitting around and telling the story of the team's victory in the morning.

Several Eastern faces sat around a table, listening quietly.

After Nicholas finished speaking, one of the Asians greeted him with a smile and said, "My friend, you said it was an Asian who helped you win the championship? Could you show me what he looks like?"

"No problem!" Nicholas turned over the photo in the phone.

In the middle of the team is Zhou Yang wearing a beard disguise.

Several Orientals exchanged glances quietly and nodded.

"It's really exciting, we all want to meet this amazing friend!" said an oriental man with a look of excitement.

Nicholas smiled and said, "You are so lucky. Tomorrow we will go to the Treasure Cave. You will be able to see him when we go down the mountain."

That night, several black cars entered the town, and a dozen people stayed in a hotel on the edge of the town, more than 500 meters away from Zhou Yang's hotel.

That night, Zhou Yang slept soundly, without any hint of the enemy's red dot in his vision.

...

The next morning, the sun was shining, and Jungfrau finally revealed its long-lost lineup.

The magnificent landscape above the snow line is displayed in front of every tourist.

On the dark side of the Jungfrau Mountain, about a hundred meters from the summit, there is a small cliff platform that can accommodate a dozen people.

"This is the gate of the Treasure Cave!" Nicholas pointed to the two quaint iron gates in front of him. "This gate is said to have a history of more than four hundred years."

Today is the day when Nicholas’ team enters the treasure cave. It’s to count the contents... well, although there is nothing in it, the fact that the guardian comes to count the materials in the cave has become part of the ceremony, symbolizing The guardian is responsible for the cave.

Zhou Yang is the core of the team's victory and of course has the right to follow along.

Hu Meixuan was originally not eligible to come to the Treasure Cavern, but Zhou Yang repeatedly emphasized her identity as an art dealer, saying that she might find some new revenue growth points for Interlaken.

After getting permission from the locals, Hu Meixuan had the opportunity to enter the cave with Zhou Yang.

Fire cube, water ball, what is waiting for them this time?

Before Hu Meixuan and Zhou Yang entered the cave, their hearts throbbed.

Nicholas stuck the big key into the keyhole and twisted it hard.

"Wow!" The heavy metal lock fell to the ground.

The dust-covered door was slowly pushed open.

A damp breath came to his face.

Nicholas and a dozen team members turned on their flashlights, illuminating the deep hole.

Perhaps because the hole is close to the snow line, it is slightly wet.

Zhou Yang stared at the rough lines on the stone wall with wide eyes.

He was sure that it was Houtu Empress, a very important deity in the mythology of Xia Kingdom.

But now it seems that Houtu Niangniang's style is somewhat impressionistic.

The Houtu empresses on the wall have different expressions and different movements, some are dignified and generous, and some have eyebrows erect. Each portrait seems to indicate something.

As the group walked forward, Nicholas was very competent as a tour guide.

"In fact, there is nothing in the cave. Except for our locals, people from outside basically don't know about this cave."

"Legend, this cave used to emit a mysterious light...hehe!" Nicholas' beard trembled, with a mysterious smile on his face.

"These murals, the ghost knows what they are painted...I don't know anyway."

After walking for a while, everyone came to the most spacious space in the cave.

Under the light, a raised mound in the middle of the space attracted everyone's attention.

"Well, legend, a **** once descended on this... uh, on the mound!" Nicholas seemed to be joking.

But Zhou Yang didn't seem to hear what he was saying.

The vial in his pocket began to vibrate.