Chang Zu was shocked, he didn't expect that this lantern itself was an illusion, so the lantern was not to lead him down the cliff, but just to lure him away. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Chang Zu hurriedly turned around and walked back along the heavenly silk, at this time, the surrounding fog had surged up quickly, and the shadows were full of shadows, eerie and abnormal, even if Chang Zu wiped the Tianmu water, he could recognize things at night, but he couldn't tell where he was. I had to slowly walk back with the silk. Tian silk is a special kind of blood silkworm spit silk, itself is very rare, and then soaked in the potion for 100 days, not afraid of fire, and very tough, it is difficult to cut off with a knife and axe. However, not long after leaving, Chang Zu picked up the severed head of the heavenly silk.

This unexpected change made Chang Zu have to sit down and think carefully, with his rich knowledge and experience of the ghost way, Chang Zu still relied on the subtle changes in the voice of the soul bell in the fog to determine the general direction, I don't know how long I searched, I returned to the camp where I started, but at this time the camp was empty. But there seemed to be a faint flickering of lights in the fog a few hundred paces away. Chang Zu walked in that direction, but he didn't go far, the soul bell kept vibrating, and the closer he got to the light, the more powerful the vibration became. Chang Zu understood that what could make the Soul Suppression Bell vibrate on its own was not an ordinary thing, and what could it be that vibrated so hard to grasp that it could be?

Chang Zu had no choice but to put the Soul Suppression Bell back into the tent, hesitated for a moment, and resolutely walked into the dense fog. As soon as he entered this mist, Chang Zu had already noticed something unusual in it: the meridians around his body were tingling, the blood seemed to be viscous, the flow was very slow, the breath was not smooth, and the person was extremely tired. After a few more steps, the blood flowed backwards and the meridians reversed, but there was a powerful desire in the brain, going in, going in. Chang Zu tried to settle down, didn't dare to go again, and sat down cross-legged, this kind of strange feeling was also something he had never encountered. He took out the pill he was carrying with him and took it, rested for a while, and the pain of the reversal of the blood veins slowly dissipated.

Getting closer and closer to the lights, Chang Zu realized that there was a small town in front of him. It's just that the lights of this town are glowing with a pale green glow, and the people who come and go are expressionless, gray, and without any words, and don't seem to do anything, just wandering aimlessly. A five-step-wide street runs through the town, paved with bluestones, and the street is beside the stream, if it were not for this gloomy atmosphere, it would have the atmosphere of a small town in the south of the Yangtze River. There were many traders squatting on both sides of the side street, dressed in different clothes, but they all lowered their heads and did not look at passers-by, but the goods were all damp and dirty, and I don't know how many years they had been stored. Chang Zu thought to himself, this should be the ghost market that the medicine farmer said. A few steps forward, then arrived at a carved beam in front of the restaurant, Chang Zu looked inside, the heart was not good, the twenty or so people who came together were silently drinking and eating in the restaurant, and the guys in the restaurant were sitting around, looking at it with dull eyes. Chang Zu hurriedly entered the restaurant, and the man didn't come to greet him, but just pointed to the round table with his finger, and there were some dishes scattered on it, which were black and black, and he didn't know what was inside.

Chang Zu didn't have many pills with him, and seeing that there were two officials from the Proposal Division sitting at a table at the door, he didn't think much about it, stuffed the pills into their mouths, patted them on the back, and then, one by one, walked out of the store. The two little officials swallowed the pill, their empty eyes became a little angry, and they squatted on the side of the road and vomited after walking a few steps out of the store. After vomiting up the black filth in his stomach, his mind seemed to be a little clearer, and he supported each other, followed Chang Zu, and hurried out of the town.

As they walked out of the town, the sky was slowly brightening, and when they turned around, the outline of the town had disappeared as the fog receded. That night, only three of them walked out of the two dozen people.

Changzu returned to the Huguang Political Envoy Division, and after consulting with the chief official, he recruited craftsmen, carved four two-person high stone statues of enlightened beasts, stood on the ancient salt road into the mountain pass of Tulun, closed the ancient road into the mountain, and built another mountain road along the mid-mountain to lead to Xingshan.

Chang Zu's incident is recorded in great detail in the genealogy, and the amount of pen and ink used is more than 20 pages, far exceeding other stories, which shows that he attaches great importance to it. But strange things, other events recorded by Chang Zu, there will be a comment from him at the end, re-sorting out the reasons, but only this one, not a word, as if it was completed in a hurry, and as if it was deliberately avoiding something, I have been confused. The matter of the mist swallowing people, throughout the ages, has been recorded in the East and the West, and it can be regarded as an unsolved mystery, but judging from Chang Zu's solution to the mist of the enlightened beast town, Chang Zu should have followed the ancient precept of "Chiyou Dojo, Chaos Ancient and Modern", and the only one who can cure the four evil beasts of Chiyou is the enlightened beast.

The day before I left Beijing, I went to the criminal police team to talk to Team Cao, but I ran into Jiao Er in his office. Jiao Er's face was kind, at first glance, he was a real person who didn't talk much, I didn't think much about it, so I briefly told Team Cao about Changzu's past in front of him, hoping that he would be mentally prepared in advance, but I didn't expect Team Cao to be very relaxed, and after listening to it, he laughed and said to me, "Old Chang, you really don't think those college students were swallowed by fog, right? What age is it, and I can't write a report without evidence." To be honest, my comrade-in-arms is usually a notoriously big mouth, a bit of a chatter, and when it comes to the past, you can only believe three points. On the one hand, you have a bottom in my heart, and on the other hand, haven't you never been to Shennongjia? I'll take you on a tour at public expense. In this search and rescue, Lao Jiao is the main force, and his pigeons are clairvoyant ears, so you just wait to see what he can do. ”

Different from the heartless and heartless team of the Cao team, Jiao Er has been listening carefully to my description, after the Cao team finished speaking, he also slowly opened his mouth: "Team Cao, I think what I often say makes sense, I participated in the national pigeon competition two years ago, and flew over Dongting Lake once, that time at noon, a large cloud fell on the flat ground, and when it reached the lake, it became a large thick fog. It is said that the fog did not have a big effect on the flight of the pigeons, but that day, the first few flew out, and when they drilled into the fog, they hit a wall and were planted directly into the lake, and the latter ones went into the fog, but they did not fly out again, a total of more than 110, all gone. My red mouth flew back three days later, when I was ready to go back to Beijing. What's even more strange is that the pigeons that have been away from the nest for three days can't eat well, and there is no place to sleep, so they should be very tired, but my red mouth, as if they had just gone out to walk around and come back, are they very mental, do you say it's strange? The geomagnetic anomalies that Chang just said make sense, all the pigeons are dizzy when they get there, fly around, and it takes a while to be normal, and the fog is also right, Officer Cao, we have to sum up this matter. ”

Time was short, and we didn't have the time to add it up, but along the way, we had a lot of exchanges with Jiao Er, and we gradually learned about his legendary pigeon breeding experience. Jiao Er is a well-known wild man in the pigeon breeding circle, one does not look at the bloodline, origin, and the other is not obsessed with skeletal muscles, many people do not look down, he takes it home to raise. But he also has his own insistence, that is, to cultivate the spirituality of the pigeons, and to cultivate the courage of the pigeons. In Jiao Er's view, the pigeon is a naturally timid animal, in an unfamiliar environment, will be afraid of uneasy, many people train the pigeon is to train it to fly fast, endurance flight and the instinct to find the way, more rely on the talent and experience of the pigeon, over time, the pigeon always according to the owner's routine, often unable to cope with new situations. But Jiao Er's pigeons, cultivating spirituality, is the ability to adapt to the environment, is the solution to the problem in the harsh environment, maybe his pigeon is not the fastest flying, nor the farthest flying, but it must be the last pigeon to come back, it is estimated that this is also the reason why the Cao team must ask Jiao Er to help.

The task given by the Cao team to Jiao Er is also very simple, to ensure the contact between the search and rescue team and the base camp, and to help find the approximate location of the missing college students. Of course, the Hubei Provincial Department also arranged for the police to cooperate, invited the most experienced guides in the local area, and borrowed two soldiers from the armed police who were familiar with mountain search and rescue, forming a team of 18 people, which seemed to be foolproof.

When we arrived at Linchang Town, we took this place as our base camp, and Director Ding of the town police station was almost sixty years old, and he should have retired a long time ago, but no one wanted to come to this remote town police station, so he had to continue to bear this burden.

Director Ding gave us a brief introduction to the situation, after the disappearance of six college students, Director Ding has arranged more than a dozen search and rescue teams composed of nearby villagers and medicine farmers. Shennongjia is said to be a place where savages haunt, presumably college students also learned about it in the town, and the search and rescue team began to search for these places. Maoping, Yanziya, Huangcaoya, and Hanjiagou in the nearby mountains have all been searched, and there is no trace, and the last search and rescue team that went to Banbiyan also came back yesterday, and still found nothing, each search and rescue team carried one or two hunting dogs, and searched very carefully, then, Director Ding pointed to the top of the map. The direction of our search and rescue should be the section of the old forest from Toulon to Ganban. This area is inaccessible, there are no roads in many places, and the search and rescue team has not yet entered, but it is estimated that it will take three or four days to enter and exit.

"Is there an ancient salt road in Tulun, and there are a few two-person tall enlightened beast stone carvings on the crossing?" I couldn't help but interject and ask.

"Who is this?" Director Ding looked at me in surprise.

"This is Lao Chang, the nine, no, naturalist expert we invited in Beijing. Team Cao hurriedly introduced me.

"Professor Chang is a university scholar, that's right, there is an ancient salt road in Tulun, but it seems that the Ming Dynasty was abandoned, the stone statue was originally there, and it was smashed in the year of the four olds, and it is estimated that the nearby farmers will transport it back to the pigsty, but there seems to be one left in the stone seat. Director Ding continued Team Cao's words.

(To be continued.) )