Zhang Xiuxian was extremely jealous when she saw the old man calling the mountain. When enemies meet, they are happy to grudge each other.
"Today, I have to teach you how to write the character Zhang. I think you don't know the dangers of the world. I want to know what the rules are."
If Zhang Xiuxian hadn't run out of bullets in his hand, he would have probably fired the gun earlier. The old man called Shanshan did cause a lot of trouble again and again. The entire journey was basically under his control.
Half of the things Yu Neng encountered were caused by the old man from Shanshan.
Zhang Xiuxian said that he was about to take action, but Feng Yu really didn't have the strength to pull him away. Zhang Manyue was naturally not a nosy person. Zhang Xiuxian cursed all the way and walked towards the old man Shanshan.
The old man called Shanshan was not in a hurry. He didn't even look back. Instead, he poked the muzzle of his shotgun from behind and aimed at Zhang Xiuxian. He said, "Don't be anxious. Sit down first. Let's talk to you if you have anything to say. I also want to talk to you, old man."
You talk."
Zhang Xiuxian was cowed, and he was so angry that he had nothing to say. He still cursed: "You can't fucking say it properly. If I trust you again, you will be a fool."
The old man called Shanshan looked outside the gatehouse, blew out his smoke and said, "This is the first time I have seen the sunset in Mangus. I would probably not be able to see enough even if I watched it for a hundred times."
Zhang Xiuxian sat on the ground and asked, "What's the point of seeing a sunset? Can't he see it from other places?"
"The meanings are different. The sunset in Mangus represents the beginning of new life. The demons have left and the new sun is about to rise. The fog in this area will no longer exist. The entire Xing'an Mountains pearl is alive."
Feng Yu sat on the ground and took a few breaths, then asked the old man: "Uncle, how do you say this? Mangus is the pearl of Xing'an Mountains? What did you do when you ran under the ancient building before? Also, what is your identity?
Who is it? Please tell me more clearly." Feng Yu secretly wondered if it was related to the changes in the air flow underneath. Could it be that they blew up the Feng Changgu in the stone coffin, which caused changes in Feng Shui?
The old man who called the mountain leaned against the gate tower and looked at the sunset and said, "This is a good question. The old man will say the first thing first. The best place in the Xing'anling area is here. Why do you say that? You should know better than me, old man. Otherwise,
, this mausoleum will not be built underneath, the body in the coffin is lying on the Feng Shui position, causing changes in the outside world, so the original pearl loses its color and is filled with fog all year round."
Old Man Shanshan has been on the border of Xing'an Mountains for most of his life. No one is more familiar with the topography of Xing'an Mountains than him. The place where the Immortal King's Palace is located is indeed the best location.
"You asked me why I ran in earlier? Hum hum... The old man told you the truth, I just wanted to lead you down there. There are sixty-four gates in the courtyard. I only had to hide in one of them and get away easily.
You guys, unless I'm unlucky, old man, you happen to be able to find the same door as me. As for my identity, there's nothing to say. You are tomb robbers. I've already seen it, old man. I know there is a big tomb under this place.
, you have the same purpose as that group of people eighteen years ago, I don’t care what you are looking for, but this tomb cannot be destroyed."
Feng Yu immediately explained: "Uncle, didn't I tell you when I came in that the owner of the tomb under this mausoleum is really an ancestor of my family? Are we really here to find something?"
The old man called out and sneered: "Ancestor? Looking for something? Your excuse is exactly the same as that of the four people from 18 years ago. How do I know who is the real one?"
Feng Yu cursed secretly in his heart, Damn, this is such a thing about recognizing ancestors.
Is it casual? How can you identify it randomly? The female team leader in eighteen years is from the Feng family? Why have you never heard of it? There are only a few people in the Feng family these years, so it is impossible for the Feng family to bring people to the Immortal King Palace for such a big thing.
I don't know, unless that person is an imposter.
Zhang Xiuxian called out, "Sir, please see clearly. This is Feng Yu, a descendant of the Feng family's Guanshan Taibao. If it's true, the person buried underneath is really an ancestor of their family."
The old man who called Shanshan did not answer, and Feng Yu asked: "Uncle, now that everything has been explained clearly, stop hiding whatever you always have. There is something that I am very confused about now. Who are the people who came here eighteen years ago?
who?"
The old man called Shanshan glanced at Zhang Manyue, who was silent, and recited an ancient poem: "There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the swallows return, as if they have known each other before."
Zhang Xiuxian hates people who show off knowledge the most. He immediately retorted: "I said, uncle, where are you? What poems are you reading? What cultural show off? Don't beat around the bush. Who were the people eighteen years ago?"
"Ask me about this? Why don't you ask this girl?" The old man called Shanshan pointed at Zhang Manyue.
Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian looked away, while Zhang Manyue sat on the ground, wandering away.
Zhang Manyue suddenly stood up. She thought for a moment and said, "Yes, the female team leader from eighteen years ago is my master's old friend."
"An old friend? The old friend your master sent to Kansai? Is she here to help you?"
Zhang Manyue nodded and said, "You should have heard of this person. Her name is Bai Manman."
Feng Yu's heart tightened. He really didn't expect it when he heard the words Bai Manman. He cursed in his heart, "Damn it." He was obviously a little excited.
"Bai Manman? Which Bai Manman?"
Zhang Xiuxian was confused and asked: "Which Bai Manman? Who is Bai Manman?"
The old man called Shanshan said: "Yes, the woman who led the team is indeed called Bai Manman. Among the three people accompanying us, there are two foreigners and a man from the north. Old man, I have been on the border for many years. I can see what kind of people are at a glance.
When I came out, the northern man was a tea horse bandit. He had an unkind appearance and had many scars and tattoos on his body. The origins of the four of them were unknown. At first I thought I had been kidnapped by the man, but all three of us listened to the woman.
It’s very strange.”
"Listen to what that woman said? Two foreigners and a paid-duty woman follow their lead? Are they so capable? Who is Bai Manman? Feng Yu? You should tell me." Zhang Xiuxian asked eagerly.
"She's my father's old lover..." Feng Yu replied lightly.
"Old... old love? No, the uncle's romantic debt is quite extensive?" Zhang Xiuxian complained.
Feng Yu didn't say much. He asked the old man Shanshan, "Uncle, did Bai Manman go out? Or did she die down there?"
The old man who called the mountain stood up and smoked his pipe, "Are you asking questions knowingly? The underground of this mausoleum is huge. I, an old man, have only come in once. How can I know where people are? Even if they really died down there, it would be very difficult."
It’s hard to find, and besides, this girl has a waist card, so that woman must have come out.”
Is the old man called Shanshan cunning or old? He is finally willing to admit that he has been to this place. Bai Manman and Feng Yu also believe that this man is not dead. If dad knows this news, who knows what will happen to him.
how to think.
"Hey, Ya'er finally admitted that this isn't the first time I've come here. You fucking
You are talking nonsense, what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd?"
Now that the matter has come to an end, the old man from Shanshan tells the truth frankly.
"I didn't mean to deceive you. You came in rashly. Just in case, I had to be prepared. I originally wanted to leave you in the white storm to fend for yourself. Who knew you could make it into Ridgeback Mountain alive?
I also discovered the Japanese exploration base. At that time, I thought, you have some skills. Since the girl has the scent of bones in her hands, why not go into the ancient tombs in the mountains and take a closer look. A long time ago, I got lost in Mangusli
, I accidentally entered this ancient building. I was young and ignorant at the time. When I got to the building, I was very scared. I found that there was a way down underground. But I did not go in, but went back along the original path.
I searched for it later, but couldn't find it again. Mangusli is filled with fog all year round, and no matter how experienced you are, it's hard to say you won't get lost in it, so I'll let you lead the way so that I can visit that place again."
Zhang Xiuxian stared at the old man who called the mountain and asked: "People die for wealth and birds die for food. Are you thinking about the treasure under this tomb?"
The old man who called the mountain was speechless, "It is unforgivable for people not to take care of themselves, and it is too small to care for wealth. If you really want to say it, what is it for? It is probably a feeling. The old man guarded Xing'an Mountain all his life, but he gave up his wish before he died.
Keep the Xing'an Mountains intact in your mind. The old man has been guarding the ancient mausoleum for many years. Outsiders can enter at will without making any plans to stop them? You young fools will not understand this kind of feeling."
Feng Yu thanked the old man Shanshan in his heart. All his actions were to guard the Immortal King's mausoleum from outsiders.
The old man who called the mountain waved his hand and said: "That's all, it is estimated that it will be difficult for anyone to find this place in the future. I don't care your purpose of coming here, and I don't ask you whether you are a descendant of the Feng family. This ancient tomb belongs to the old man."
I have guarded something my whole life, and I don’t want anyone else to come in again.”
It’s hard to understand the mood of the old man called Shanshan. Everyone has his own selfish side. It’s like a toy that a child can’t put down. No matter who wants it, he can’t give it to him. The old man’s mentality is more like that of a young boy.
My child, what he has guarded his whole life, he would rather hide it in the mountains forever than want anyone to come in again.
It was getting dark, and the topic finally dropped. Zhang Xiuxian gathered some materials and made some hot soup. He and Feng Yu were in a mess, and their clothes were stained with a lot of disgusting mucus, but the temperature in the deep mountains at night was extremely
If it's low, you can only make do with wearing warm clothes. If it smells a little bit, it's better than freezing to death.
Zhang Manyue relied on the wood fire to keep warm. She spoke very little. She was not surprised that she could not find the keel this time. She seemed to have been prepared for it.
The four of them gathered around the wood fire and spoke in silence. They basically said everything they needed to say. There was no point in asking if they didn't want to say anything. Zhang Xiuxian and Feng Yu told stories about the war in the Northeast, one after another.
Feng Yu didn't want to hear it and had no choice. He looked at Zhang Manyue and really wanted to ask about his future plans and whether he would continue to search for the whereabouts of Yalonggu. He also wanted to ask how Zhang Manyue was doing, but he couldn't speak.
Zhang Xiuxian talked nonstop, and also promoted the spirit of new revolutionism, red culture, Bolsheviks and MAKS theory. Feng Yu fell asleep after hearing half of it. He had no time to organize his thoughts. He had to leave Xing'anling early the next morning and go to
Going back, this journey really frightened Feng Yu, and at the same time, the puzzle left behind became even more confusing...
(The third volume ends and the fourth volume starts simultaneously)
