Chapter 110: Wolf Creek (癸)

The moment I fell to the ground, Team Cao had already jumped to my side, grabbed me, and asked me with a crying voice, "Why don't you lie down?"

"Team Cao, this time I hope you believe me, tonight this will all be over, take out the soul bell in my bag. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "I used my last strength to spit out a passage, but the voice was so small that only I could hear it.

Team Cao nodded, rummaging through my backpack and asking Lao Qin, who had just run over, "Is the dose of the narcotic bomb large?"

"The dosage is very large, it's no problem to turn over lions and tigers, but I often pull out fast, and the medicine doesn't go in much, I give him a pill to speed up the heartbeat and blood supply, it shouldn't be life-threatening, just to sleep for two days" Lao Qin said, while taking out a small medicine bottle, pouring out a piece of medicine, and stuffing it into my mouth.

Team Cao turned out the soul bell and asked me, "Lao Chang, how to get it?", at this time, I saw that everything around me was full of ghosting, and it was still a little distorted, so I could only hold myself up and try to tell him: "Rattle, rattle, three slow and one fast"

After a few minutes, I don't know if it was the effect of the soul suppression bell bell or the effect of Lao Cao's medicine, my mind was a little clearer. I grabbed Team Cao's hand, "Old Cao, listen to me, carry me into the car and go to Dagai Mountain, quickly." ”

In order not to fall asleep in the truck, I tried to prop myself up and slowly explained my speculation to Team Cao, Lao Qin, and Director Tian in the car. After decades of cultivation, the wolf king is already a spirit body, but it has never encountered an extreme shortage of food for wolves. Perhaps there was some reason why they had to stay, but the wolves were in the Dagai Mountains and did not migrate away. As for the reason for staying, it should be related to the tomb of the Yuan Dynasty, and what it is can only be revealed when Zeng Qian's work progresses.

The wolves believe that the root cause of the food shortage is that the people at the mine have killed all the wildlife around them, while the herders have driven their livestock farther away to graze. Under the restraint of the wolf king, this wolf pack has never harmed the surrounding herdsmen, so it has been able to live in peace with humans from generation to generation and have been breeding here. But this time, if you don't eat people and snatch the transport trucks, the wolves will starve to death in the mountains.

The wolf king broke the taboo of many generations, but he didn't want other wolves to bear the responsibility of heaven's punishment, so he attacked the people in the mine himself, and every time he bit one to death, he had to draw a white circle, so as not to overtake the soul of the deceased, so as not to haunt the ghost, and also to give himself an explanation.

On the night when the wolf howl was the most fierce two days ago, the wolf king should have let the wolves migrate north, and the white circle it left in the mine should be more than himself, so tonight, the wolf king came to us on purpose, wanting us all to see the end of the matter.

I lay in the bumpy carriage, speaking slowly, but my mind became clearer and clearer, but to my surprise, everyone was calm, not confused by the unreasonable and unscientific speculation.

"Chang, we all listen to you, but don't gamble on your wolf's conscience again, okay?" Team Cao patted me on the shoulder and continued to ring the bell. Lao Qin took out a medical kit, disinfected the wound on my abdomen, and bandaged it.

It didn't take us too long to reach the foot of Gaishan Mountain, and at this moment, the originally bright full moon was gradually obscured by clouds and mist, leaving only a faint circle of light.

Team Cao carried me on his back, only greeted Lao Qin and Xiao Lei, and walked along the rocks and dry grass towards the mountain. I hadn't been to Mount Dagai, but perhaps the dream scene was so real that I could vaguely make out the path to the cliff.

Along the way, Team Cao and Xiao Lei changed twice, and they walked for about half an hour respectively, before we vaguely saw the cliff I was talking about.

The face of this cliff is about fifty or sixty meters high, almost perpendicular to the ground, and there seems to be a black shadow crouching on the top of the cliff. "Lao Chang, are you still on it?" Team Cao was already exhausted and panting. "No need, let's wait here" I asked Team Cao to put me down, and a few of us found a flat big rock, sat down, and looked at the top of the cliff silently.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the last bit of the moon's halo was completely obscured, and soon a little snowflake fell.

"This year's snow fell early, and it is estimated that it will be another cold winter, and the herdsmen's cattle and sheep have not yet grown well, so I don't know how much they will freeze to death?"

"The hardest thing was the wolves, and further north, it was soon all snow, and it was even harder to find food. "I don't know when it comes to wolves, Team Cao is not so gnashing of teeth.

The wolf king on the cliff walked to the edge of the cliff, seemed to be leaning down to look at us, raised his head again, and howled twice to the sky. The voice was low, but it pierced the valley.

At this time, we all noticed that the dark clouds in the sky were low, above the cliffs, and began to rotate slowly. After a while, a huge whirlpool was formed. Every time the wolf king screamed, the whirlpool was a little lower, and the snow flakes continued to rotate around the bottom of the whirlpool, constantly rotating around the wolf king. The snow flakes outside the whirlpool float downward, and the snow flakes inside the whirlpool rise upward, like a translucent glass cylinder, enveloping the wolf king inside.

The wolf king's fur seemed to stand on end, but it didn't make any movement, just kept roaring towards the sky. We all looked dumbfounded at the bottom of the cliff, we all knew in the past that the highest level of human cultivation was the unity of heaven and man, and today we know that heaven and wolf can also be one. A powerful sense of awe arises that we are faced with a real dialogue between life and nature, but unfortunately we do not grasp the meaning.

After a few minutes, the wolf king stood up, really supported by his hind legs, and stood up. And the forelimbs were also significantly elongated, the neck was raised high, and he stared at the sky, and the wolf king at this time was no different from a tall man. Its arms were facing the sky, motionless, as if waiting for something.

In the whirlpool of clouds above its head, a bright beam of light shone like a bolt of lightning, but much straighter than lightning, shining on the wolf king's body. At the same time, a thunderous roar shook the valley, and the ground trembled beneath our feet. But the wolf king remained motionless, the pillar of light covering its body became thicker and thicker, and finally completely wrapped its body, and the wolf king also turned into a black silhouette in the pillar of light.

"Chang, what's going on? Is it a lightning strike?" Team Cao was obviously shocked by the sight, and asked me in a low voice beside him.

"No, Team Cao, have you heard of the Transitional Tribulation? The so-called Nine Tribulations of Cultivation will eventually be crossed, and this is it. After a lightning strike, you will see charred corpses, and after the crossing, there will be no corpses in place, only a puddle of clear water. The snake will cross into a dragon, the eagle falcon will cross into a phoenix, the turtle will cross into a Xuanwu, the tiger and leopard will cross into a white tiger, and the yellow skin will cross into a unicorn, of course, these are all legends, no one has seen them with their own eyes. What the wolf will do, I don't know. ”

The brightness of the beam of light is getting stronger and stronger, and our eyes are already hard to bear, but we are all barely supporting. The shadow of the wolf king in the pillar of light became more and more blurred, more and more transparent, and finally merged with the pillar of light, and only a wisp of green smoke could be seen, slowly rising around the pillar of light. Suddenly, as if the power was cut off and the lights went out, the pillar of light suddenly disappeared. It was pitch black before our eyes, and we couldn't tell anything, except for the sound of thunder rolling from above the clouds.

Team Cao insisted on going up to the cliff to take a look, so he and Xiao Lei turned on the flashlight and slowly climbed up from the side. Lao Qin accompanied me at the bottom of the mountain, and talked about how the wolf king had human-like thinking and wisdom, and I listened to his speech more and more ethereal, but I didn't want to shake the soul bell anymore, I just wanted to sleep well.

When I woke up again, it was in the dormitory of the mine, and I straightened up to find that there was a vast white expanse outside the window, and the mine was like a sketch on a blank piece of paper. The numbness in his body had disappeared, and Team Cao was chatting with Zeng Qian on the side. Seeing that I woke up, Team Cao smiled and said: "Lao Chang, I really let Lao Qin say, you have really been in a coma for two days, it is estimated that you pulled out quickly, and if you insert the syringe for a while, you may not be able to wake up." With that, he handed me his large teapot.

Zeng Qian obviously knew everything that happened on the edge of the cliff that night from Team Cao, and didn't ask me questions, but her eyes were full of concern.

"Little girl, why are you staring at me, is there anything wrong?" I stretched out my arm, and after two days in bed, all my joints became extremely stiff.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong, Lao Qin said, after those animals are anesthetized and wake up, there will be an abnormal and manic stage, Uncle Chang looks relatively normal" Zeng Qian finished speaking, and without waiting for me to answer, he handed me a folio drawing for drawing, and I was immediately attracted by the pattern on it.

"The blue line is the recognizable part of the large mural, and the red line is missing or illegible, I ticked it according to my imagination," Zeng Qian explained to me as she unfolded the drawing.

I took a closer look and immediately understood the huge amount of work on this drawing. The drawing was made up of hundreds of small pieces of paper, which were scaled down to the first draft of the masonry and stone, and those that were too small to be represented were combined into one. In just a few days, Zeng Qian completed this extremely difficult work alone, which really made me admire.

This drawing shows more like a part of a huge comic strip, typical of the Yuan Dynasty mural style. In the upper right corner is a depiction of a grassland, a Tibetan monk holding a bone bowl in his hand, and behind him is a mighty wagon of horses, carrying large and small boxes, but these boxes are not in the style of the Yuan Dynasty, and the ornaments on them are more like the style of the Southern Song Dynasty. The convoy traveled towards the valley in the distance, and at the end of the valley, there was a cliff that resembled the Wolf King's crossing. It seems that the legend that Yang Lian Zhenjia transported the treasures of the Southern Song Dynasty king's tomb to Mobei is true, and the place called Beiding should be Dagai Mountain. And the bone bowl in the hand of the Tibetan monk should be made of the skull of Song Lizong.

The lower right corner of the drawing is presumably the cause of a large amount of damage to the mural, and the image appears less clear. When depicting the restoration, Zeng Qian did some imaginative play. It seems that many craftsmen are digging huge tunnels in the mountains, and some craftsmen are being tied upside down by the soldiers of the Yuan army, ready to cut off their heads. It seems that in order to keep this secret, Yang Lian Zhenjia executed all the craftsmen involved in the construction, and the different craftsmen only knew about part of the project. Could this project be the Zhenben Cave where the history books are located? But if it is just a Buddhist cave, why did Yang Lian Zhenjia use such a high level of secrecy? Could it be that the Zhenben Cave is just a cover, and this project actually has another purpose?

The original pattern in the upper left corner of the picture is relatively intact, and it is a scene of more than a dozen Tibetan monks sitting together, clasping their hands together, chanting Buddhist scriptures. And among the Tibetan monks is Yang Lian Zhenjia and a wolf with white eyebrows and white tails, which should be the wolf king. The wolf king squatted in front of Yang Lian Zhenjia, and Yang Lian Zhenjia pressed one hand on the top of the wolf king's head, and the other hand held something, as if he was doing a French style. It seems that what the old herdsman said about the Heavenly Wolf King should be referring to this, but this picture can no longer explain whether the wisdom of the wolf king comes from his own cultivation or another person's possession, maybe Yang Lian Zhenjia injected his soul into it.

The pattern in the lower left corner is the most damaged, most of it is no longer visible, it is vaguely a funeral scene, the huge coffin is escorted by many soldiers to the valley, but the details of the coffin, the flag and the escort are not clear.

"Uncle Chang, I was thinking after I painted this mural, the legend told by the old herdsman, and your speculation, it seems that most of them are accurate, the wolves have been guarding the valley under the leadership of the wolf king, and the secret in the valley is also the reason why the Japanese dug Dagai Mountain in the name of mining. The wolf pack's choice of the wolf king is based on the inheritance of blood, and it seems that the social organization of this group of wolves can rewrite the history of biological evolution. But I'm curious, did the Japanese dig up the treasures in the mountains?" said Zeng Qian slowly beside me.

I nodded, "Xiao Zeng, your analysis is very correct, this is also what I have been thinking about, the two assumptions I told you before, it seems that the wolf is more likely to practice by himself, after all, we saw the wolf king's tribulation that day." But I think the Japanese may not have dug up that batch of treasures of the Southern Song Dynasty, because there are no such things in various museums in Japan, and there are few cultural relics in the Southern Song Dynasty, but I now feel that the story of the cave in Yang Lian Zhenjia Town may also be a disguise, and there is a bigger secret buried under Dagai Mountain, maybe this secret is only known to the wolf king. ”

"Lao Chang, that day on the cliff, as you said, Xiao Lei and I saw a puddle of clear water, a big puddle. I now wonder if the wolves will survive this winter without the wolf king, and whether they will return to their homes for generations. Team Cao, who had not spoken, suddenly said. This time, none of the three of us wanted to speak, just stared out the window at the white snow in a daze.

As we left the Ula Ranch, we met the old herdsman again, who enthusiastically took some food from the yurt and stuffed it into us. When he said goodbye, he specially told me that he was at the foot of Dagai Mountain when the wolves migrated north that day, and in the middle of the wolves, he saw a little wolf, which was only a few months old, but like the wolf king, with a white head and a white tail, it was very conspicuous.

The following year, the wolves did not return to the Ula grassland, but a major gas explosion occurred at the mine near the beginning of winter, but fortunately, the underground workers were out of work at that time, and there were no casualties. However, most of the tunnels dug by the Japanese collapsed, so the mine closed the original mine and built a new mine from the west side of Dagai Mountain.

In '95, when Mine Manager Li was about to reach retirement age, he was given a relaxing job in Beijing, and we made an appointment to meet and had dinner a few times, and Mine Manager Li told me that before the mine explosion, he saw a young wolf king several times on Dagai Mountain, which looked exactly like the old wolf king, but the large number of wolves never appeared again, and the herdsmen of Wula Ranch basically moved away, and the mine is now in the Gobi Desert, and there is no green around it.

(Yamaki, self-coward; anointing fire, self-frying.) Cinnamon can be eaten, so cut it, and lacquer can be used, so cut it. Everyone knows what is useful, but what is useless is not. --Zhuangzi, "The World") (To be continued.) )