Chapter 212 The Tomb of the God of Fox - Flower Hell
"This kind of long and colorful butterfly is called the King of Flowers, also known as the Eye of the Dead, and it specially chooses places where there are dead people to fly. We grave diggers all know that when we see such a place where there are large groups of butterflies gathering together, we will be in awe.
I know we are not far from the ancient tomb. It seems that the place where the kings of hell are gathered in front is the village, and there must be dead people in that village." After finishing speaking, Fat Wei pointed to the dense forest ahead for everyone to look at.
After Chen Zhi raised the telescope and adjusted the focus, he looked in the direction that Fat Wei said and saw a large green valley under the hillside in the distance. Among the flowers in the valley, there were groups of colorful large butterflies shuttled among them. These butterflies were as big as
They are not small at all, they fly around in groups and never leave the area.
Chen Zhi held up the telescope and said, "The scientific name of the butterflies you mentioned is the Golden Threaded Colorful Butterfly. They have a unique swarming pattern and are very fond of the limestone emitted by ancient buildings that have been covered in darkness and corroded for a long time, so in
These butterflies can often be seen near ancient tombs, and the fact that they are gathering there now proves that there are corroded buildings in that place, and it should be the village we saw on the mountain."
After Chen Zhi put down the telescope, he first asked Fat Wei to open his backpack and take out all the control stone bullets. He said to everyone,
"If we go forward, we may have to enter that village. I don't know what is there now. If we encounter something, for example..." Chen Zhi looked around at everyone around him, "For example, we encounter something.
Huge monsters, there are monsters that are more than ten meters or even twenty meters high. Please remember not to panic. Remember the battle plan I made for you before. No matter what situation you encounter, you must be calm. I will control the stone now.
Bullets are distributed to you. Stone-controlling bullets are very precious. Do not use them until critical moments."
There are only a hundred stone-control bullets in total, each one wrapped in a dust-proof bag. The caliber is 0.50 inches, and the bullets are fast, suitable for the pistols they all carry.
The eight quick shooters and Lao Somersault were equipped with Desert Eagle notched 7-round bullet pistols. This gun has a sturdy appearance and its firing power is difficult to control, but its explosive power is very good.
Except for Qin Yueyang, Chen Zhi distributed 7 stone-controlling bullets to each of them, filled the gun, and gave the other 16 to Fat Wei for safekeeping. He also gave many instructions to the eight young men, reminding them to remember the battle plan closely.
Don't waste these precious control stones.
These eight young and energetic young men showed no fear at all, especially the parrots. When they heard Chen Zhi telling them not to panic or be afraid, they grinned.
"Don't worry, Brother Xiaozhi. We know what you mean. Just look at it. I will definitely make you look good. Don't look at me for being young and laughing. I usually keep my hands dark. If I really meet you and say
It’s that big guy, and it’s the one you should be afraid of.”
"Oh my god! You can really blow!" Fat Wei immediately raised the parrot's neck and said to Chen Zhi, "Did you see it? This is a green-skinned guy. I like this kid, just like I did a few years ago."
After Chen Zhi distributed the rock-controlling bullets, he began to lead everyone forward. After walking for about an hour, he found that the road was getting harder and harder to walk. Apart from butterflies and wild flower trees, he did not see any valleys ahead.
The plant layer here is so thick that all the landforms are covered so tightly that it is impossible to tell which is the valley or which is the stream. Looking from above, all you can see are dense plants rising and falling.
, the higher one does not necessarily mean the terrain is high, it is because the plant growth is uneven. The virgin forest here is very different from the primitive forests we are familiar with such as the Daxinganling Mountains.
There are many places in the deep and secluded areas that are shrouded in clouds and mist, making it difficult to see what is going on from a distance. You cannot just rush into the forest with a few groups of large colorful butterflies. The environment is so complex that it is difficult to figure it out with common sense, and with intuitive feelings,
This place doesn't look like there are any living people living there.
When everyone continued to walk forward for about an hour, they heard the sound of a huge waterfall in front of them.
"This should be it," Chen Zhi said in his heart. He remembered seeing the village in the distance, right in front of the large waterfall.
A row of big trees covered with green vines appeared in front of them. The vines hung straight down in rows, blocking the road ahead of them like a row of green curtains.
Chen Zhi drew out his long knife and waved it with Pang Wei to cut off the green vines blocking the road. When the vines fell one by one, the shadow of the village appeared in the mist-shrouded valley ahead.
This is obviously the remains of an abandoned ancient village. The entire village is wrapped in green, looming in the clouds and mist. The well in the center of the village can also be vaguely seen. There are broken walls and weeds everywhere.
Most of the houses are densely wrapped in green vines. You can’t see the color of the walls at all, and the doors and windows are all invisible. From a distance, these houses are in the clouds and mist, like forest elves in Western movies.
Like the small green house we live in, it is very unreal. Among the dense weeds and thin vines on the ground, you can still see the paths paved with blue bricks, winding and twisting, leading directly to the village.
"What era is this village left over?" Lao Jiandou came from behind Chen Zhi and said, "There is absolutely no way there are any living people in this place."
At this time, everyone in the team walked in from behind the vine curtain. Everyone stared at the ruins of an ancient village in front of them, and felt very regretful.
Chen Zhi took everyone inside and took a closer look at the houses. He found that although they were all ordinary cottages, they were all very large in size. The overall width was the same and almost square. The roof of the palace was a single-eaves, double-slope, hard-topped roof with brackets.
The materials used are relatively large, the brackets are clearly rolled, the brackets are deep, and the roof is gentle. It seems to be the architectural style of the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty.
"Uncle Jin, do you still remember that legend? Before leaving, you showed us the story about the disappeared village described in the memoirs of an official in the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties."
Lao Jiudou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded, "I remember, in the late Yuan Dynasty, an old couple in a village near Mount Tai called their daughter-in-law a fox fairy, and then disappeared mysteriously."
(See Chapters 191; 192 for details).
"You mean, this is the village that disappeared in the mountain disaster at the end of the Yuan Dynasty?" Lao Jiudou asked, and then nodded, "The time is consistent, and the place is right, but how can that village be integrated?