At two o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng An left the school gate and headed for Baichi Mountain on the outskirts of the city, carrying a mountaineering bag packed with many tools.
What I saw and heard along the way was almost exactly the same as in my previous life.
There are many tall buildings and busy traffic.
Modern technology is being cultivated in this civilized land, the fragrance of steel and concrete is so intoxicating, and the noisy advertisements in the subway are familiar yet unfamiliar to him.
If he didn't still have a clear understanding in his head, Cheng An would have doubted whether this place was still on Earth. It looked too similar.
The mode of transportation changed from subway to bus to bicycle;
The scenery along the way has also changed from numerous high-rise buildings, to more and more fields of yellow wheat, to the deserted mountains and forests in front of us.
Watching this journey, Cheng An's mood gradually relaxed and he was no longer as tense as before.
The future here is uncertain, so he just has to keep moving forward, and the rest will take care of his destiny.
Baichi Mountain is inaccessible. There are some buildings on the roadside that are in disrepair and have long been uninhabited.
Before Cheng An came, he had already checked the basic information about Baichi Mountain and knew that this tourist attraction was quite lively a long time ago;
Later, a shocking local safety incident occurred in which more than a dozen tourists fell off a cliff and died, causing business to get worse and worse.
Later, the developer also ran away, and the entire scenic area was completely abandoned about ten years ago.
Only occasionally, wealthy people in the city would secretly form groups to catch hares, wild boars and the like here.
Therefore, he was not surprised by the dilapidated scene here.
The road up the mountain has been riddled with cracks and holes and is in urgent need of repair. Weeds have submerged most of the ground.
Cheng An smiled, luckily he had prepared a portable bicycle in advance.
Following the mountain road, riding halfway up the mountain, the road ahead was gone.
The green-painted protective nets came into view. The entire Baichi Mountain, nearly ten kilometers in length, was divided into two worlds by these protective barriers.
If the lower part of the mountainside is still sparsely populated, then halfway up the mountainside, it is really completely ‘extinct’.
The vines and grass grew wildly, the tall tree crowns blocked the sky and the sun, the protective fence was covered with ivy, and there were holes and collapses everywhere.
Warning signs such as "Electricity Danger", "Forest Protection and Fire Prevention, Alarm Bells Ringing", "No Poaching of Wild Animals", etc., were placed here and there, all crooked and half leaning on the ground;
The weeds suppressed by them stubbornly stretched out their heads and pointed to the sky, like stubborn and impulsive daggers.
After several years of neglect, the forest completely returned to nature.
Fortunately, rural children are no strangers to the mountains. Even if they face such a situation, Cheng An is prepared.
He took out a portable multi-purpose mountaineering pick, put on an explosion-proof headlamp, lit a mosquito coil and hung it on his hat, and started hiking.
The speed was much slower, but the journey was smooth. Three poles above the moon, Cheng An climbed to the top of the mountain.
A relatively wide building platform and a traditional stone pavilion built on it came into view.
This building has been weathered, and the paint and plaster on the walls have long since peeled off, but the main body is made of granite and is still strong and has not fallen.
The plaque on it passed away before it, but this did not prevent Cheng An from recognizing it.
This is Wangjiang Pavilion.
Among the six peaks of Baichi Mountain, Hejigang is the highest one, with an altitude of nearly 1,000 meters. The Wangjiang Pavilion built on the top of the mountain naturally offers a panoramic view of the mountains.
Cheng An walked up and looked around, the mouth of the long river shining in the moonlight;
Where the sky and water meet, countless stars rise and set, making people wonder whether the entire Milky Way is located here.
Seeing this situation, the ancients were still able to compose poems while drinking. They said that after being drunk, they did not know that the sky was on the water, and that the ships were full of stars and dreams overwhelmed the stars.
It's a pity that Cheng An doesn't have this free time.
If his trip succeeds, I don’t know what will happen next, but if it fails, I’m afraid his death will not be much more pleasant than that of his roommates.
He turned on his cell phone and checked, and sure enough, there was no signal.
If it were replaced with the 'Brick Machine' from ten years ago, this wave would not be affected even if the altitude were another three thousand meters. Unfortunately, it cannot be replaced. Cheng An still needs the offline map in it, otherwise he would not be able to find the target so accurately.
land.
"The fourth brick in the center of the south side of Wangjiang Pavilion."
According to Xia Shushi, he hid the coordinates of the unknown object here.
Cheng An followed the ground, found a spot, took out his mountaineering pick, and with a few clicks, he pried open the already tattered marble floor tiles.
However, there is nothing unusual below.
"No?"
Cheng An frowned. It was impossible that in the end, he was just deceived?
He didn't believe in evil, so he continued to dig more than half a meter deep, until rocks appeared underneath, but he still didn't see anything.
"Is it the wrong time?"
After thinking for a while, Cheng An set up a tent in front of the pavilion, turned on the explosion-proof lights, and put it inside.
Immediately afterwards, he ran to the edge of the platform, found a rock depression, lay down in it, put on a black jacket, and hid on the spot.
The moonlight was hazy, and the brightly lit tent stood out, but Cheng An was hidden in the dark and almost undetectable.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, Cheng An was lying on the ground, holding a mountaineering pickaxe in his right hand, staring at Wangjiang Pavilion without blinking.
His muscles were tense and his breathing was slow and almost silent, like a seasoned hunter waiting for his prey to come to him.
Seeing that it was almost 12 o'clock in the morning, Cheng An suddenly felt an uncontrollable wave of tiredness rushing to his forehead.
No, I can't sleep!
He was suddenly startled, and suddenly found that everything in his sight was covered with a thin layer of red gauze.
Subconsciously, he looked up.
A red full moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight is like blood, sinking into the world.
"this……"
Cheng An suppressed the horror in his heart, and heard strange animal chewing sounds of "chirp" and "kaka" in his ears.
Following the sound, I saw that the tent used as a blindfold had been torn to the ground. In the open space in front of the pavilion, the back of a man was sitting cross-legged.
His head was bald, his earlobes were extremely long and reached to his shoulders, and his upper body was bare and thin.
His shoulders were constantly rising and falling, as if they were shaking because he couldn't suppress his laughter.
"Human beings are always like this. They know what will happen, but they still can't help but explore."
"Lao Xia is like this, Qin Dong is like this, you are like this, and even I...are like this."
In the heart-wrenching hoarse voice, the figure turned around, with a face full of wrinkles and an old look, like an old mummy that had been exhumed after more than a hundred years of death.
Cheng Andong shrank, and the shadow of Wang Peng could clearly be seen on this face!
The roommate who died suddenly in the first semester of school!
A dormitory must be tidy...
Cheng An swallowed, then jumped up and rushed out at high speed.
His speed was dazzling, and he crossed the distance between the two in an instant. He held the handle of the mountaineering pickaxe with both hands and raised it high. He smashed the Huashan Mountain with all his strength and hit Wang Peng on the head.
clang!
There was a loud sound of gold and iron clashing.
The mountaineering pick penetrated directly through Wang Peng's forehead and came out from the back of his head.
Cheng An only felt that he had hit a huge boulder, and his whole body was knocked back for several meters before he staggered to stand still.
This time the force was too much, the tiger's mouth was dripping with blood, his wrist was shaking, and he grimaced in pain.
"Forehead?"
There was a hint of astonishment on Wang Peng's horrifying face, and his two almost innocent eyes looked upwards, looking at the mountaineering pickaxe on his head rather comically.
Everything happened so fast just now, and he didn't even realize what happened until now.
"Haha...haha! Hahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!"
He laughed exaggeratedly, with one hand on his hips and one finger pointing at Cheng An, laughing so hard that he turned forward and backward,
"After all these years, I never thought that it would be you, and you would be the most surprising!"
Wang Peng pulled out the mountaineering pick inserted in his head and threw it on the ground. His whole body was still shaking and shaking, and suddenly he started singing loudly:
"Monkey! Monkey!"
"Come and listen! Come and listen!
"Monkeys are grinning and screaming!
"You dare to think carefully and listen!
"Monkey! Monkey! Let's eat it!"
“Sitting there day and night!”(Note 1)
His tone and pronunciation were extremely strange, suspiciously like a certain local dialect, and the sound was billowing, echoing back and forth among the mountains.
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
There was a strong wind all around, flying sand and rocks, and from time to time an invisible force rushed past.
Cheng An was forced to lie on the ground, and could barely open his eyes. He could only hear the harmony coming from his ears, playing in harmony with Wang Peng's strange singing.
In an instant, thunder, rolling stones, suona and flute playing, insects and birds chirping, rain hitting banana trees, all kinds of sounds resounded here.
It was like all the spirits in the mountain gathered here to start a lively concert.
Their cries seem to penetrate the brain, making people unable to concentrate. The mind is filled with confusion, making people unconsciously want to scream crazily and stimulate the desire to mate with all tangible things.
Facing such an inhuman sight, the only thing Cheng An could do was to hold his head tightly.
No matter how rich the overwhelming sounds were in his brain, he lay on the ground motionless.
I don’t know how long it took, but the strong wind around me gradually subsided.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Cheng An almost collapsed and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
He gritted his teeth, and his strong desire to survive made him miraculously stand up again.
But before he could stand still, he was entangled by a black, thick tentacle and lifted up in the air.
The huge squeeze made Cheng An's bones groan and groan, as if he was about to be crushed in the next moment.
"I'll fuck you!" Cheng An squeezed out a curse word through his teeth.
At this moment, Wang Peng's whole body was covered with ring-shaped insects, burrowing in and out of his skin, leaving only his head that could still be seen as human.
Thick tentacles extended from his abdomen, which were covered with black bumps and covered with fine hairs.
Cheng An glanced at those transparent worm-like fuzz and felt a splitting headache and tinnitus. It took him a while to get used to this feeling, which was much more uncomfortable than motion sickness.
"You really surprised me and made me happy.
"The Ancient One will be very happy to have an excellent carrier like you as a sacrifice.
"I will definitely make it today."
Wang Peng smiled with his mouth open, and it was densely covered with teeth.
"grass!"
Cheng An cursed feebly in his heart.
He could no longer breathe, and his limbs seemed to no longer belong to him.
Facing this strange existence, the strength of a mortal is no different than that of an ant, and death is already a destined outcome.
There was a metal triangular pyramid the size of a fist, placed in front of Wang Peng, and a strange magic circle was carved on the ground, which seemed to be enshrining it.
The surface of the triangular pyramid seems to be engraved with words, but from a distance, it is difficult to see clearly.
Cheng An noticed that the location of the triangular pyramid was exactly where he had dug a hole in the ground to find it.
Are these the coordinates?
Cheng An had a thought, and then the red light suddenly dissipated.
The red moon returned to its original shape and became bright again.
There were a few starlights sliding across the sky.
There is something special about one of them, getting bigger and brighter, getting closer and closer to me.
Virgo meteor shower?
As soon as this thought flashed through Cheng An's mind, this starlight already illuminated the entire Baichi Mountain.
The triangular pyramid seemed to be stimulated and came to life. The runes floated from its surface, lifting it up into the air and starting to rotate.
The white starlight, like a material object, began to collapse towards it, forming a bright star spiral.
In an instant, it was absorbed completely, the brilliance overflowed, and the irrepressible white starlight made it look extremely sacred and full of mystery.
"Haha! It's done, I'm done!
"Three years later, I finally became it! Hahahaha!"
Wang Peng laughed wildly and reached out his hand to take it off.
Suddenly the pick was empty.
The triangular pyramid swayed and escaped.
The next second, it aimed at Cheng An and rushed over.
Wang Peng:???
"No!"
He was stunned at first, and then let out an angry roar. He grabbed Cheng An's tentacle and threw it forward desperately, not wanting Cheng An to come into contact with the triangular cone.
But how can his speed compare with this rare object?
It only took a moment to catch up.
The starlight formed by the triangular pyramid suddenly penetrated into Cheng An's head, completely melted in, and overflowed from every pore on his body.
As soon as the thick tentacles holding Cheng An came into contact with the starlight, it was like ice and snow melting, turning into rotten flesh all over the ground.
thump!
Cheng An fell to the ground with broken bones all over his body, and found that he seemed to feel no pain, and the starlight glowing on his body was like a sponge cushion.
"No! This is mine! Give it back to me! Give it back to me!!!"
Wang Peng yelled like crazy, beating around with his tentacles, trying to snatch it back.
But no matter how hard he tried, it felt like he was injuring himself. The torso that touched the starlight turned darker and shattered, and the worms on it died with strange cries.
The thin layer of starlight made it impossible for him to touch it. The treasure he longed for was right in front of him, but it was far away.
"No...how could this happen..."
Wang Peng's face showed an expression of despair and unwillingness to wait.
Then, the starlight surged and swallowed him completely. His body was shattered into powder, and nothing remained.
"Die like this?"
Cheng An was surprised, but he was seriously injured and mentally exhausted. He was completely exhausted at this time.
His body felt itchy as if there were ten thousand bugs crawling around in it. Eventually, his eyelids became heavier and heavier and he fainted completely.
Only those starlights kept emerging and swallowing on his body.
It complements the bits of minced meat left on the ground.