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Ganzhou is not far from Dunhuang, but the scenery is very different.Along the commercial road all the way to the east, the severe cold gradually fades away, the Hexi Corridor gradually widens, and the field of vision is greatly expanded. On the field where horseshoes trod, there are waterways criss-crossing, and egrets fly away. It has a taste of Jiangnan.

Despite this, the business road is still deserted and lonely. This desertion has lasted for 20 years, and now it is finally broken by a great team.

The team lined up in a long and narrow line, crossing the Ganzhou Plain like a snake. The carriage at the head of the team was flying the Yuan Mansion's order flag high, followed by a variety of horses and horses. Looking from a distance, the momentum was quite majestic and scattered. There is informality in it.

The habitual thieves who hijacked the business trip, saw this team and avoided it. After all, they were all armed with knives and swords, and they were full of energy. Only fools who were overconfident would provoke them.

There are elderly people in the team, touched by the scene, recalling the grand martial arts event they participated in when they were young, and they talked non-stop.There were also young and energetic ones who repeatedly emphasized: "Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty must have passed through this place when he was fighting."

This inference is not necessarily false. Ganzhou's commercial routes connect the north and the south, and there is a saying that "the arms of Zhang Guo are connected to the Western Regions", and it has been an important route for military strategists since ancient times.However, the gold and iron horses of a hundred years ago have completely disappeared now.Only the reputation passed on by word of mouth is left, which makes the latecomers flock to it.

Most of the cities along the way closed their gates tightly, and the team could not enter, and went straight to the destination.

Their destination was Mount Alan Laghda.

The name of Alan Lagda Mountain is an ancient local saying, which means "Danxia". Only after entering the mountain boundary can one truly understand the meaning.The strange peaks here protrude, the steep mountains grow horizontally, the shape of the peaks is also different from other places, and the color of the rocks is as red as the sunset, so it got such a name.

Holding the map, Zhao Shitu looked up from time to time. There was no trace of haze in the clear sky, and the graceful colors of the rocks layered and changed under the sunlight.

The roads in the mountains are intricate, with the wind passing through the ravines, the light and shadow moving with the wind, and the momentum accumulated in the silence, which gave him the illusion of being in a sea of ​​flames.

Although the scenery is beautiful, it is extremely difficult to search.The team stopped after walking for a while, waiting for the leader's decision.

Wu Qingyi looked around and said distressedly: "The narrow roads are criss-crossed, and it is not suitable for traveling in groups. If we break up the group and act separately, it is easy to get lost. What should we do next..."

Zhao Shitu said: "I have an idea." Seeing the other two people turning to him, he continued: "Find one person to stand on a high ground and hold up the flag, and the rest of the people will have the flag as the center, within a radius of less than one mile. Walk around, and if the search fails within the time limit, return to the flag, so that everyone can move separately without worrying about getting lost."

Wu Qingyi kept a straight face and didn't respond immediately, with doubts still in his expression.

Yan Wuhua nodded and said: "That's right, it's a good way."

Zhao Shitu turned to him and said, "People here respect Brother Yan, so let Brother Yan guard the flag. Brother Wu, what do you think?"

Wu Qingyi said: "You are more familiar with the terrain, why didn't you go to guard the flag?"

Zhao Shitu spread his hands and said, "Even if Brother Yan agrees to lend me the command flag of the Yuan Mansion, other people may not agree."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and gestured behind him with his eyes. Wu Qingyi turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw a group of apprentices driving Yuan's bodyguard chariot, casting unkind eyes at Zhao Shitu.

Only then did he realize that it is quite shameless for Zhao Shitu to be in the midst of criticism and still go his own way.

He looked at Yan Wuhua again, finally nodded and said: "Since you all agree, I have no objection."

So, the team moved separately in this way, guided by Yan Wuhua from a high place, and the rest scattered into every ravine like jade beads, inspected every rock cave, and looked for the entrance to the treasure.In this way, I searched for a whole day until dusk fell and the sun set to the west, but I still couldn't find any results. I could only find a wide valley and make a fire to set up camp.

These rivers and lakes people are used to eating and sleeping in the open air, and they are not afraid of hard work. It's just that the mountainous area is too large.From time to time, there were also complaints and insults towards Zhao Shitu.

Of course Zhao Shitu could hear it, but he just ignored it. He stood silently in the open space and cast his gaze into the distance.

At dusk, there are clouds billowing in the sky, and the Danyan on the ground is also coated with a layer of golden-red halo, and Alan Lagda Mountain turns into a red sea of ​​fire, just like a dream.

Zhao Shitu looked over Danyan, over the clouds, and cast his eyes on the looming, white snow-capped mountain peaks farther away.

At this time, his eyes became soft and comfortable, no longer deliberately frivolous, nor impassioned anger.

He just stared blankly at the distant snow-capped mountains, as if looking for something he had lost.

He had indeed lost a part of himself forever in that place, in the depths of the precipice.From now on, the insults and insults from others seemed to no longer be able to attract his attention.

He has nothing to lose, so he doesn't care, he has nothing to fear.

His heart was as pure as still water, and in the midst of the tranquility, he suddenly heard something and murmured: "Did any of you hear the bell?"

Hearing his voice, the person who was making the fire nearby raised his head and asked in surprise, "Where is the bell?"

Zhao Shitu raised his hand and pointed: "It's in the direction of the wind, listen carefully."

The man put his palms against his ears, forming an arc, listened carefully for a while, and said hesitantly: "It seems to be a little bit, but I can't really hear it."

After hearing his words, the nearby people also stopped to listen, but the bell's sound was ethereal, as if it came from a far away place, and it seemed to be subtle, sometimes disappearing.Soon someone lost patience and complained: "I think it's just wind."

Someone next to him immediately echoed: "That's right, it's the dejected head of the bodyguard who is playing tricks again. Did this guy come here just to make fun of him?"

This remark seemed to be more amusing than Zhao Shitu himself, which made everyone laugh.

Zhao Shitu didn't answer, took out the flagon and took a sip, and staggered into the tent amidst a burst of laughter.

There was a bit of satisfaction in his heart.

After one night, the next morning, the clouds cleared, the wind direction seemed to be different from last night, and the bell disappeared without a trace.

Most of the people in the group forgot about the bell, except Zhao Shitu.Last night, relying on the position of the sun, moon and stars, he recorded the direction of the bell.After dawn, he led the team and walked in that direction calmly.

In the evening, the bell rang again, this time much louder and clearer than before, and almost everyone heard it.

Zhao Shitu touched his chin and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that I really guessed it right."

Wu Qingyi came to him and said, "Brother Zhao's skill in knowing the way is really admirable."

Zhao Shitu shrugged and said, "And my luck has always been good."

When he said this, his expression was calm and his tone was relaxed. Those who laughed at him yesterday did not look very good-looking.

If it was in the past, he would definitely have been embarrassed, but now, the people he wants to show off are no longer around, and he doesn't even have the mood to fight back.

It turns out that without friends, even Changyi has nowhere to go, and soon disappears, and my heart is like a pool of stagnant water. No matter how earth-shattering things I put into it, they all sink to the bottom of the water and cannot stir up any waves.

He just folded his arms, tilted his head, and cast his eyes blankly forward.

The place where the bell sounded must be not far away.He had a premonition that there must be the answer he had been waiting for for a long time, and the moment when the dust settled was finally not far away.

He put his hand into his pocket, picked up the wood carving in it, and gently rubbed the texture of the surface with his fingertips.

For some reason, he could feel that his own spirit really resided in the wood carving.

Although the heart is dead, the spirit is still alive, so he is still standing here, and he can still complete the unfinished business.

The wood was originally without spirit, but when Shangguanqing carved it with each knife, his spirit fell into it bit by bit.Even if one day, the two of them are separated by two lifetimes, this person still binds him.

The lines are very deep, and every time he uses force, his fingers will be prickly, just like he hates Shangguan Qing's cunning.But also willing to be bound by him.

There is only one person in this world who can restrain him.

The corner of his mouth was raised, evoking a slight smile, he didn't know if he was laughing at the world, or at himself.

He let go of his hand and let the woodcarving slide back into his pocket, and he rode on.