"What is it?" Suming squinted at the distance, but it was too far to see clearly what the dogs were barking at.
Zhao Yun simply said, "Go up the mountain and take a look, and we'll know."
Thus, the two of them climbed up the slope using hands and feet together. The slope must have been about forty degrees, almost requiring hands and feet to get up. Suming and Zhao Yun handed over their backpacks and equipment to Su Meng, who climbed up like a large ape, zipping up swiftly. Zhao Yun and Suming followed behind, and after climbing for nearly half an hour, they finally reached the elevated area of the slope, a few dozen meters high.
Strangely, there were no ancient tombs or the like in sight, only a slanted hole about the size of a water vat on the ground. A few dogs surrounded the hole, slightly bending their bodies as if facing a great enemy, staring at the entrance as if there was something very dangerous inside.