Mountains and seas close at hand

The gunfire in the valley has stopped, and it is unknown how many people died.Song Banyan didn't have any psychological understanding at this time, he only thought to himself: The minds of ancient people are really...unfathomable.

Ju Mugu looked old, but his body was strong, and he climbed up the hill with a few steps.While panting, he sighed with emotion: "When you 'look at all the mountains and small', you know that the hard work of 'being the top of the mountain' is nothing."

Song Banyan smiled and said: "You have a good attitude. When you climb up Liangfu Mountain, you will feel like you are on Mount Tai to see all the small mountains." ①

Ju Mugu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the gunshots stopped.The pale face with fright finally turned back a bit: "Miss Song is right, I am too narrow-minded."

Song Banyan didn't care, he had the courage of a gentleman to say everything to others, pointed down the mountain and said: "Mr. Ju, guess who set up this Yinlongtan?"

Although Ju Mugu has a good understanding of Chinese culture, Feng Shui has been taught from master to apprentice and passed down from family to family. He heard the words and asked in a daze, "Miss Song, what did you say?"

The wind and snow howled, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.Song Banyan looked around and explained as he walked: "Introduce the dragon pond, lead the dragon to drink water with its head down, and change the direction of the dragon's veins. This is a big deal."

Ju Mugu had a half-knowledge: "Could it be that there is water here in summer? But this place is in the Pamir Plateau, which emperor buried it?"

"Water? Water isn't a big deal." Song Banyan smiled, "This dragon drinks air and eats blood. This business method has taken great pains."

She had an insightful tone, but she was also secretly puzzled.Is this Yinlongtan created by heaven and earth, or was it deliberately done by someone?

According to historical records, this business route will not exceed the Sui and Tang Dynasties at the earliest.The world is unified and prosperous, business people come and go, so it is useful to lure Longtan.

Could it be that in the Jade Mountains of Kunlun, besides King Zhou Mu, who else is buried here.He didn't even hesitate to dig mountain roads to change the direction of the dragon's veins.It's a pity that I'm standing too low now, and it's hard to see the whole thing from a high position.

Ju Mugu followed Song Banyan to hide behind a boulder, and said cautiously, "Miss Song, is this Yinlongtan?"

Song Banyan looked up and looked around. At this moment, the wind and snow covered the sky and the moon, and he couldn't even tell the direction, let alone other things.

She shrank her neck: "The dragon is hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, and I can't see clearly. We will go down the mountain in 10 minutes. I don't want to freeze to death on this mountain and feed this dragon."

Ju Mugu suddenly asked nervously: "Is there anyone else down here?"

"Catch it and grab it."

Song Banyan thought in his heart: You underestimate us PLA, you only need 3 minutes to arrest us.This may be a sensitive area, so it's inconvenient to stay here for a long time.If it's black eating and drinking, then don't worry, they must have left long ago.

After finally going through 10 minutes, Song Banyan couldn't wait to stand up.Because I got up too violently, I felt dizzy, and I quickly pressed my eyes.Ju Mugu's body had been frozen for a long time, he struggled to stand up, and even fell down.

The snow is heavier than a goose feather, and the snow has already spread to the ankles.There was another cold wind howling, shaking the eardrums.Looking forward to the hot tea under the blanket, the two of them walked down the mountain with difficulty one after the other without saying much.

As we walked, the snowflakes gradually became smaller, and the moon poked its head out from between the peaks, shining a silver glow on the ground under our feet.Song Banyan looked at the whiteness on the ground, not knowing where to settle.While cautiously probing, he reminded Ju Mugu: "Pay attention to your feet."

The Japanese are always courteous, and Tachibana Mugu is even more exemplary.Song Banyan walked two steps, did not hear the voice of thanks, and was secretly puzzled in his heart.I saw two lying stones in front of me, one high and the other low, like beasts crouching.

In the blink of an eye, Song Banyan didn't have time to think, so he jumped to the side.There was a strong wind whistling behind her, and there was a continuous bang, rumbling, as if the sky was falling apart, and something grazed the soles of her shoes suddenly.

Song Banyan pounced, his body was unstable, and he rolled seven or eight meters down the hillside.Fortunately, a boulder caught her.She was dizzy, and the alarm bell rang in her heart: this old Japanese man has a gun in his hand!

She hastily raised her head to take a closer look, only to see Ju Mugu lying on the snow ground recklessly.There was a clear scratch on the ground, and looking down along the trace, it was so dark that it was impossible to see what strange things were underneath.

Song Banyan was still in shock at the moment, looked at Ju Mugu, and thought: If he tricks me into approaching...you can't throw him here.Furthermore, even if he wanted to seek money and kill him, he hasn't seen the money yet.

With a firm mind, she patted the icy debris on her clothes and climbed up carefully.

"Mr. Orange? Wake up, wake up."

Ju Mugu really passed out, he shouted for a long time but didn't respond.Song Banyan took his gun and carried him down the mountain.

Her physical fitness was average, and she was thinking about that mindless dream, so she walked extremely slowly.The wind and snow whistling in the valley, like the roar of a hungry wolf, made people shiver like ice slag in their bones.

Song Banyan looked at the empty space in front of him, couldn't help feeling his scalp go numb, and said to himself: "It's all right for you old man to be dizzy now, don't be like this at critical times."

After walking quickly back to the valley, she realized that there was a stone the size of a basketball at the end of the trail.It must be a dangerous rock on a high mountain, blown down by the strong wind.Fortunately, Song Banyan hid quickly, otherwise blood would be spattered three feet.

"Half smoke!"

"Song Banyan!"

Song Banyan was secretly rejoicing when he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him.She was startled at first, then she stood on her head covered in cold hairs, froze in the snow at a loss.

Even if Bai Xunhua and the others found them, how could they appear behind him?Could it be that in half a day, they actually passed through the stretching peaks of Kunlun!

The wind and snow seemed to stop, and the voice behind him became clearer.Anxious shouts penetrated Song Banyan's eardrums, and the familiar voice lured her to turn around.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The sound of footsteps on the soles of shoes made people's gums go soft.Song Banyan swallowed, loosened his hands and threw Ju Mugu on the ground.

She turned around slowly, raised her head carefully and looked up, the moonlight was shining on the hillside.The four figures who rushed over were also very clear.

Seeing her turn around, Bai Xunhua also stopped, bent over with his knees supported, panting.

Song Banyan stood with his hands behind his back, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Bai Xunhua walked towards her: "The guide found the nearby swamp based on what you said."

"Did you meet anyone when you came in?" Song Banyan watched her slowly approaching, and swallowed calmly.Hidden behind him is ready to go.

Bai Xunhua felt a little uncomfortable, stopped and asked, "What happened to you?"

Song Banyan put his hands to his mouth and let out a sigh of relief, innocently said: "I can't walk anymore, I'll wait for your rescue." He stretched out his hand as he spoke.

Bai Xunhua raised his hand and stepped forward, about to hold it.Song Banyan withdrew his hand abruptly, unexpectedly, Bai Xunhua was already prepared, grabbed her waist, and pulled her into his arms suddenly.Taking advantage of the situation, she pulled out the gun pinned to her waist, raised her chin slightly, and looked at Song Banyan: "Huh?"

The moonlight is shining, and the only thing that can compare the beauty is the smile in her eyes.

Knowing that it was a real person, Song Banyan breathed a sigh of relief.Taking advantage of the trend, she fell into her arms and explained weakly: "You have to know that wearing glasses makes you look old-fashioned. This is a universal law all over the world."

"so?"

Song Banyan leaned on her shoulder and sighed innocently: "You violate the laws of science, how can you blame me for being suspicious."

Bai Xunhua ignored her and led her back.The two Japanese also set up Tachibana Mugu.A group of people braved the wind and snow to walk back.Song Banyan stood on a high place, looked back at the valley behind him, and felt a little relieved.

After turning over the hill, I saw Ji Bao waving in the car.Song Banyan stepped forward with a smile, opened the car door with a "wow", and said to Ji Bao, "Is it cool?"

Ji Bao roared and rushed up, clawing back the car door with claws and claws: "What are you doing, I have night blindness!"

Bai Xunhua had just asked about Ju Mugu's condition, turned his head and couldn't help laughing when he saw the situation, and stretched out his hand to push Song Banyan into the car: "Stop making trouble, Ji Bao will drive."

"Today is really exciting." Song Banyan couldn't help yawning while nestled in the warm car.She roughly talked about what happened to her, "I thought it was Yinlongtan. But I turned it over, tsk tsk."

Ji Bao asked curiously, "What's the situation in Yinlongtan?"

Song Banyan thought it was a Yinlongtan.Use the blood of humans and animals that come and go on the business road to lead the dragon to bow its head and change the direction of the dragon's veins.As a result, it was dark and snowing, and the direction was not clear.Wrong way, only to find that this is a longan.

It is not only a longan, but also a living longan that adds the finishing touch.The mountain ridge she turned over twice is the finishing touch.I don't know whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster. The two ends of the hills connected and traversed the valley.

The dotting hill became a mountain ridge, shaped like a scar across the longan.

This dragon is blind.

An expert who came from nowhere, used half of a longan to lower the Yinlong Pond, forcibly reversing the dragon's veins.Digging business roads, using the blood of humans and animals to warm and nourish this sick dragon.

Ji Bao heard it in a daze: "Does it have something to do with King Zhou Mu?"

Song Banyan took out a mobile phone from his pocket, shook it triumphantly, and then said contemptuously, "King Mu of Zhou was buried nearby. Only a hunting picture is left in the rock painting of Sangzhu. In fact, it should also include sacrifice and funeral pictures." .”

As soon as this remark came out, even Bai Xunhua was slightly surprised: "Really?"

"It's absolutely true." Song Banyan stretched out and lay down with her legs under her pillow. "There is a petroglyph in it, the sun rises, and the dead are buried. The Book of Rites says, 'People in Zhou Dynasty are still red, and the sunrise is used for funerals'." Zhou people’s funeral etiquette is cumbersome, such as soul-calling, body-washing, meals, condolences... In addition to soul-calling, there are other rock paintings. The system of large burial and small burial is also a gift of the emperor.”②

Ji Bao asked: "After the Zhou Dynasty, there were also many emperors. If the emperor is far away, which guy secretly uses the gift of the emperor."

Song Banyan said with a smile: "Recalling the soul is a very important part of the funeral ceremony. The complexity of calling the soul in the Zhou ceremony is better than the other links. So, under what circumstances will you not call the soul of the deceased?"

Bai Xunhua said in a deep voice: "The living don't want the dead to be resurrected. Or, the dead yearn for places they couldn't go to when they were alive."

King Mu of Zhou,

Qun Yushan.

The next day, when I got up early, the wind and snow had stopped.

The people gathered together and agreed that each side would send a car to let the wind outside.Manaschi rented a donkey from the herdsmen to carry the luggage, and the group returned to the valley where Song Banyan strayed into.

Bai Xunhua carefully operated the unmanned aircraft, while Song Banyan and others gathered in front of the monitor.

Song Banyan thought to himself: The ancient road leading to Longtan and Sangzhu must be after King Mu of Zhou.At that time, this place should be the finishing touch of Feng Shui.That being the case, King Mu should be buried in the best dragon's lair.But King Mu is determined to see the Queen Mother of the West again, will he choose the next best thing in order to be buried in a high place?

King Mu of Zhou and the Queen Mother of the West agreed to reunite, why did King Mu be so persistent?

"There." Manaski said suddenly, pointing to the screen, "I've been to this place. A long time ago, there was a story about Manaski written there."

Everyone thought that he had made some important discovery, but they couldn't help but be disappointed when they heard that.The legendary stories of the Kyrgyz people have limited appeal to everyone.

Song Banyan was inexplicably suspicious, and asked, "What language did you use?"

Manaschi said, "It's a painting."

Song Banyan regarded it as a petroglyph, and couldn't help being a little disappointed, but Manasqi said: "There are also Chinese characters, and our ancient Jiankun language." (Jiankun, the old name of the Kirgiz people)

Ju Mugu: "In my grandfather's diary, it was mentioned that the local people said that there are portraits of immortals painted in the mountains."

Song Banyan immediately asked, "Is this place far away?"

Manaschi said: "I went in once along the rock crevices. Now I can't go, the mountain god is angry and blocked the road."

"We can put the crawler robot in." Bai Xunhua kept adjusting the drone, barely distracted, "but I'm not sure if it can be done."

The author has something to say:

① Liangfu Mountain: The ancient emperors granted Mount Tai and Zen Liangfu.It is enshrined as a sacrifice to the sky, and Zen is a sacrifice to the ground.Liangfu Mountain is 228 meters high.

②: "Book of Rites Annotation" Yang Tianyu

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