Chapter 208 Finally hatched from the eggshell "What exactly...?"

"What exactly happened?" An Wen asked breathlessly, following behind Su He and Fu Guanshi.

Xishan has always been considered a restricted area for the people of Anling Town. It was only after Anling Town became a tourist attraction in recent years that Xishan gradually opened its outer perimeter to the public for sightseeing, but the interior of Xishan is still designated as a restricted area.

But there are always many young people in this world who, relying on their wealth or overestimating their abilities, underestimate the power of nature and recklessly venture into restricted areas.

"It must be a few more suicidal people who ran into the mountains again," Jinmai said resentfully, rubbing his leg.

“No, this doesn’t look like something done by human hands,” Suhe quickly retorted.

The interior of Xishan was much more difficult to traverse than I had imagined, with tree roots protruding from the ground everywhere.

"Watch out!" Anwen quickly helped Hongtu, who almost slipped and fell because she stepped on the moss.

Red Rabbit thanked her, then frowned slightly and shook his trouser leg.

The western hills were covered with tall trees, and the morning dew was still clinging to the grass blades when they entered, hidden by the dense foliage.

This makes the already difficult road even more difficult to travel.

"How much further?" The group helped and pulled each other along for about three hours.

Suhe stopped, looked ahead, and then calculated with her fingers: "It'll be there in another half an hour."

Hearing her say that, the group, who had been feeling exhausted, suddenly perked up.

"Great, we're almost there!" Red Rabbit couldn't help but say happily.

The others also looked delighted.

After walking for about half an hour, they finally arrived at the place where the tree had fallen.

This place isn't exactly in the center of West Mountain, but it used to be lush with vegetation. Now, however, the trees here have all fallen to the sides.

There was even a deep pit about one meter wide in the middle.

The pit was not as desolate as they had imagined; instead, it was lush and overgrown with weeds, as if it had existed for a long time.

"Were there pits along the way?" An Wen asked curiously.

Suhe did some quick calculations and shook her head: "No, the pit and the fallen trees appeared at the same time."

"Then what is this..." An Wen walked two steps toward the edge of the pit with a suspicious look on his face and carefully looked inside.

The pit was full of weeds, so it was impossible to tell how deep it was, but they could estimate it to be about three meters deep from the grass under their feet.

Su He stared at the pit, his fingers constantly calculating, before finally frowning and saying, "That's not right, I can't calculate anything?"

"Even you couldn't have predicted that?" An Wen asked, somewhat surprised.

The Celestial Master was known as the strongest person of her time. If even she couldn't figure it out, it meant that no one in the world could explain what had happened.

Just as Red Rabbit and the others began their routine inspection, Cat, who had walked a little further away, suddenly called out, "Here!"

Everyone rushed towards her direction and saw a dilapidated blue stone altar in front of her.

"Why is there an altar here?" Anwen was even more puzzled.

Suhe shook his head, looking puzzled. "I've never heard of an altar here."

"I have one here too!" Red Rabbit, who hadn't turned around but continued checking, suddenly shouted at them.

The group quickly looked in that direction and saw a similar dilapidated altar.

“Something’s not right. Look around and see if there are any more!” Anwen looked at the second altar and immediately realized there was a problem. He quickly gave the order.

Everyone agreed and each went in a different direction to search.

A moment later, voices came from all directions: "I have some too."

"They're here too!"

When the group returned to the front of the pit, they finally had time to organize the information they had.

"So there are eight altars here in total?" Anwen rubbed his temples.

“There should be nine,” Suhe, who had been staring at the pit, suddenly interjected.

"What do you mean?" An Wen frowned as he looked at her.

Suhe pointed to the pit: "There should be one in here too."

An Wen walked to the pit, looked at the pit full of weeds, and frowned slightly.

"No, I'll go down and take a look," Fifth Uncle said as he walked to her side.

An Wen was silent for a moment before saying, "Be careful."

Uncle Wu responded softly and took out a roll of climbing rope from his pocket.

He deftly tied the climbing rope around his waist before handing it to Anwen: "Tighten it."

An Wen and Uncle You grabbed the climbing ropes.

Uncle Wu then flipped over and jumped into the pit.

I thought it was just a pit three or four meters deep, but even after lowering the ten-meter rope to the bottom, I still hadn't reached the bottom.

"How deep is this?!" An Wen frowned as he looked into the pit.

Uncle Wu's figure had disappeared into the weeds, leaving only a taut white climbing rope, which stood out conspicuously among the green grass.

"Fifth Uncle! How is it?!" she called out anxiously into the pit.

The next second, Uncle Wu's voice came from the pit: "It's okay, I saw it."

A minute or two later, Uncle Wu's voice came from the bottom of the cave: "Pull me up!"

"Okay!" An Wen and Uncle You and the others grabbed the climbing rope together and pulled Uncle Wu up from the bottom of the pit in no time.

"How deep is it down there?" Red Rabbit tilted his body and looked down into the pit.

Uncle Wu couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his brow: "It's much deeper than I imagined; I haven't even reached the bottom yet."

As he spoke, he took the rope off his waist and said, "I can only vaguely see that there is another altar at the bottom of the pit, but it is much more complete than what we have seen."

"How can we bring the altar up with us?" Anwen turned to Suhe. "Do you have a way?"

After inquiring about the size of the altar below, Suhe and Fifth Uncle shook their heads: "It's too big. The machinery can't get in, and we can't remove it completely by manpower."

Just as the group was in a difficult situation and was about to turn back, the black egg in Fu Guanshi's arms suddenly trembled and then rolled out of her arms and into the pit.

"Black Egg!" Fu Guanshi exclaimed in surprise.

Even Suhe hurriedly reached out to stop him.

But Black Egg was too fast, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared behind the weeds in the pit.

The people above the pit were still trying to get the black egg out of the bottom of the pit, and even began to consider whether the climbing ropes they were carrying could be tied together to reach the bottom of the pit safely.

Black Egg is also known as Sang Zhi Tao. Because she has always stayed inside the egg, she can only learn a little about things by listening to the conversations of people outside.

But the person who carried her all the way wasn't a talkative one, so much so that when she was in the egg, she was so bored that she wished she could sleep for twenty-three hours a day.

This time was no different; she was sleeping peacefully inside the egg when she suddenly felt a jolt.

From what the people were saying, I learned that I had been taken to a mountain.

When they arrived at the pit, Sang Zhitao vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere around them.

Before she could figure it out, her fifth uncle discovered the altar in the deep pit.

Finally, she found that familiar scent amidst the chaotic atmosphere around her.

"Really?!" She frowned, her chubby little hands touching her slightly warm chest.

Sang Zhitao subconsciously directed the eggshell to jump into the pit in front of her that exuded true energy.

The black egg did not break immediately after falling into the pit; instead, it slowly rolled towards the top of the altar.

As the black egg settled on the altar, the altar seemed to come alive, slowly emitting bursts of golden light that gently enveloped the black egg.

Those outside the cave heard a crisp cracking sound, followed by a faint golden glow emanating from the eight broken altars.

"What's going on?!" An Wen quickly signaled his teammates to join hands and form a circle around Su He and his wife to protect them.

Before anyone else could react, the weeds in the pit turned from vibrant green to withered yellow as if they had been scorched.

A series of sounds, like mechanical movement, came from the bottom of the pit.

The "crackling" sound was dull and sluggish, like an old machine that hadn't been used in a long time being suddenly awakened.

Suhe frowned, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she calculated the future.

Fu Guanshi stared blankly at the pit, glancing at his hands every now and then, seemingly still puzzled as to why the black egg had suddenly rolled from his hands into the pit.

An Wen and his group were alright, but their defensive actions became increasingly obvious, as if they were about to make a move at any moment.

As the clicking sound became more and more rapid, the sound of the hinge sliding also followed.

Then everyone saw a three-tiered bluestone altar slowly rise from the pit.

Torn flags hung around the altar. These flags were not large, only about the size of a palm, but they were densely packed on the top layer of the altar.

These flags have strange totems and characters on them, and as you go higher up the altar, you can see that the bluestone of the altar is also covered with these characters.

"What's behind that?" Jinmai asked, supporting his wife. He could vaguely see something alive behind the dense array of small flags.

Fifth Uncle was the boldest and had the highest combat skills among the group. He took a few steps toward the altar with a dagger in hand and tentatively cut off some of the flag.

"……child?!"

Behind the flag appeared a baby who was no more than five or six months old. She was sitting in a black, bowl-shaped container and staring at them with her green eyes.

“It’s a black egg.” Fu Guanshi murmured, looking at the baby in a daze.

"Huh?" Apart from the monk Su, who remained relatively calm, everyone else looked at Fu Guanshi with question marks on their faces, and then looked at the baby on the altar in disbelief.

"So the black egg you've been carrying all the way is actually a child?" An Wen opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke with a slightly dazed expression.

Fu Guanshi shook his head: "I didn't know either."

Suhe looked at the baby, her eyes filled with joy.

The baby, Sang Zhitao, sighed silently, looked at Fu Guanshi, then at An Wen and the others, and then at Su He.

After hesitating for only a few moments, he opened his arms to the coffin bearer and said, "Hug!"

"Wow, this baby can talk already?" Red Rabbit couldn't help but tease.

Because of the appearance of the baby, the people who were initially on guard have relaxed and are even in the mood to joke with each other.

“Uncle You has experience as a father, why don’t you let him hold her?” An Wen couldn’t help but suggest, looking at the somewhat stiff posture of the coffin bearer.

Uncle You looked at Sang Zhitao thoughtfully, then smiled and extended his hand.

Fu Guanshi looked down at Sang Zhitao, then at Uncle You, just as she was about to hand the child over.

Sang Zhitao couldn't help but press down on her arm, and blurted out to Uncle You, "No!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle You couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with a hint of doting affection.

The others searched carefully again, and after finding no other clues, they carried Sang Zhitao and prepared to go down the mountain to discuss the matter further.

"What about the altar?" Anwen asked Suhe.

Su He hesitated for a moment before saying, "After we go down the mountain, I'll have someone come over to see if we can move the altar into the house. I'll also look for some relevant information while I'm at it."

“Okay.” An Wen thought for a moment, and after not having any better ideas, nodded in agreement.