We squatted by the river for two whole days, but found nothing, and at night on the grassland, the temperature had dropped to below zero, and the howling north wind began to sweep down from the Dagai Mountain, and Director Tian told me that it was estimated that the first snow would fall soon, and the temperature would drop to minus 20 degrees, and we would not be able to squat anymore. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBut even now, lying in the grass for an hour makes people stiff.

Director Tian drove the truck a few hundred meters south, set up a thick canopy on the back bucket, and put an iron stove in the back bucket, and we also changed it to three shifts, eight people per shift, and the rest were kept warm in the car. By the third day, everyone's hearts were beating drums, and if the wolf king didn't come, our gang might have to stay here.

However, three major events have happened in the past two days.

One is that the wolves in the vicinity disappeared, and there was no longer the sound of wolf howling at night, and the night was much quieter, and the trucks that traveled back and forth between the county town and the mine every day never saw wolf activity on the grassland again. Yesterday, Cao arranged for someone to drive around the grassland in a jeep for an afternoon, and there was not a single wolf shadow to be seen, and everyone was talking about whether the wolves had moved away. We also decided that this was the last night we were squatting, and if the wolves did not appear, we would withdraw to the mine.

The second is that we have made a breakthrough in the puzzle under the mine. After staying up all night, Zeng Qian had preliminarily discharged a two-meter-high and three-meter-wide gravel formation. The stone formation, which is composed of more than 2,000 pieces of gravel of various sizes, still makes people's scalp tingle to look at. However, due to the great power of the Japanese blasting, although the location where we took the stone was not the center of the explosion, many stone bricks still turned into stone powder, and it was difficult to recover, and there were still many blank positions in this stone formation, and it was difficult for us to identify what the mural depicted for a while.

Zeng Qian has started to draw brick by brick in the past two days, this work is even more tiring, and there is no one who can help her, it is very distressing to watch, but it is useless for anyone to persuade her, I can only hope that she can finish it as soon as possible. But Xiao Li still recognized a few words on a brick, although there was a certain difference between the Ba Si Pa script and the later Mongolian script, but even Meng guessed, he told me that it seemed to be a name, called "Yang Lian Zhenjia".

Hearing the name, I seemed to have a clue from the previous confusion. This Yang Lian Zhenjia is a disciple of a generation of emperor Pa Si Pa, and compared with his master of the seventeen Taoist priests, the establishment of the Pa Si Pa Wen, the preaching of Kublai Khan, and the establishment of Tibetan Buddhism as the state religion, the most well-known things he did are a bit off the table. After he became the president of the Jiangnan Liberation Capital, he excavated the imperial tombs of the six emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty. Of course, at that time, the anti-Yuan activities in the Southern Song Dynasty had not ended, and Yang Lian Zhenjia's theft of the Emperor's Tomb was obviously instructed by Kublai Khan, aiming to cut off the feng shui of the Southern Song Dynasty's Emperor Mausoleum and weaken the resistance consciousness of the anti-Yuan people in the coastal areas, but it is undeniable that Yang Lian Zhenjia dug up a large number of Southern Song Dynasty treasures.

Most of the legendary rare treasures "Ma Wuyu Pen Box", "Copper Liang Rust Pipe", "Jiaojia White Tooth Comb", "Fragrant Bone Case", "Fuhu Pillow", "Piercing Cloud Qin", "Golden Cat's Eye", and "Fish Shadow Qiong Fan Handle" mostly fell into his hands. And Yang Lian Zhenjia also has a contrary to common sense, that is, the emperor and national teacher of the Yuan Court at that time either returned to Tibet to die, or transported the bones back to Tibet for burial after death, but this Yang Lian Zhenjia is said to be buried next to Kublai Khan's imperial mausoleum after his death.

Legend has it that Yang Lian Zhenjia gathered the bones of the six emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty and buried them in Lin'an, and built a town south tower on it, which means that the remnants of the Southern Song Dynasty could not turn over forever, and the treasures dug up by the emperor's tomb were transported back to Dadu, and later moved to the place known as "North Top" to be buried, and a town cave was built, which means that everything is sealed and the society is forever. If these remnants of wild history are really the truth, then the Japanese are looking for these treasures of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The third thing is that this morning, a white circle of rice appeared in the open space in front of the mine's canteen. There are three layers inside and outside, and unlike what we found before, there is also a strange symbol that looks like Tibetan in this circle. I seem to have seen a similar symbol in a book that seems to mean "nirvana." The appearance of this white circle made everyone very nervous, could it be that the wolf king actually entered the mine unknowingly? Mine Manager Li immediately decided to arrange enough people to keep vigil, after all, the fence of the mine is not too high. But what is the purpose of the wolf king's white circle? No one can figure it out.

At about eleven o'clock, the small river was already cold dripping into ice, and I and Cao team and a few people changed shifts and entered a small pit more than two feet deep that had just been dug a few days ago, and this pit just happened to see the wild smoke field more than 100 meters away, but from the ground, looking at the pit here, because there was a shelter from the wild grass, it was not easy to see clearly.

I lay on my stomach in the pit for a while, and although I was wrapped in a thick military coat, I still felt the cool air pouring in from all directions, and my body kept shivering. According to common sense, people should be more and more energetic the colder, but for some reason, a feeling of sleepiness spreads from the soles of the feet upwards, the head becomes dizzy, the body becomes numb, and the strength seems to be drained. I turned my head to look at the Cao team and a few of them, all curled up in the pit, showing half of their heads, but their eyes were firmly fixed on the big tobacco field, as if I was the only one who had this strange feeling.

After a while, I seemed to enter a state of unconsciousness, my eyes gradually blurred, everything around me became distorted, I knew that I was starting to enter the dream realm, although I kept saying to myself to persevere, hold on, but soon I felt myself sitting up, and the Cao team that was originally beside me was nowhere to be seen.

The north wind stopped, and there was silence all around, only the stars remained, and it seemed that the seasons had changed, and the withered grass around it became lush in an instant, and all the poppies that did not return to the place bloomed, red, purple, pink, pale cyan, like a girl's delicate skirt, fluttering in the wind.

I turned my head, and the wolf king was crouching beside me, the white hair on the top of his head hanging down, almost covering his eyes, but I didn't have a trace of fear in my heart, as if I had been reunited with an old friend, peaceful and peaceful. The wolf king also raised his head and looked at the sky, his coat shining in the starlight. In a few moments, a bright meteor streaked across the sky and flew towards the mountains in the distance, and the wolf king let out a low roar, full of desolation and half melancholy. Then he tilted his head to look at me, and with a human smile on his slender cheeks, he got up and ran towards the dark mountains.

I don't know how long this dream has been going on, but after waking up from the cold wind again, several people who came to take over were already standing nearby. I looked at the table below, and it seemed that there was still no movement in the hemp field opposite. We climbed out of the pit and walked in the direction of the truck.

After walking a few steps, the ethereal and peaceful feeling in the dream just now came again, I was stunned for a moment, and a thought slammed into my brain, could it be that the wolf king was nearby? I glanced around, only the east side was more than two hundred meters away from me, and there was a bush where I could hide.

"Team Zeng, I'll go over there for convenience, and I'll be back soon. I pointed to the bushes and said to Team Cao.

"Go to the back of the truck, are you still afraid of people seeing?" Team Cao muttered as they walked.

"You don't know me yet, I usually suspect a lot of people, don't say it's time to relieve myself, come back immediately. I ignored Team Cao and walked to the bush on my own.

The bushes were only chest-high, and as I walked around them, sure enough, in the dark, there were a pair of green eyes. I didn't turn on the flashlight, but I stopped, and those eyes slowly moved towards me, twenty meters, ten meters, five meters. I gradually saw the wolf king in the inky night.

It was much older than the wolf king I had seen in my dream just now, most of the hair on its head and neck had fallen off, showing pale skin, and the white hair on the top of its head was not long, and it did not have the texture of a steel needle, but hung down softly. Despite its large size, it is skinny, especially the joints on the shoulders, which seem to be covered with a layer of fur and nothing else. The wolf king's back was covered with weeds, and it seemed that he had been lying in the meadow for a long time, and he was still shivering a little in the cold wind.

If it weren't for its brilliant eyes, it would be difficult for me to match the wolf in front of me with the wolf king in my dreams. I must admit that this look is not at all like the eyes of a wolf, an old man who has penetrated the world and has no grievances. But as long as you stare at it, you can feel its depth, as long as you touch it, you can feel its tenacity. And the peaceful aura that surrounds you makes people's minds unconsciously begin to fly with this look.

The world in this eye is so vast, so magnificent, the continuous mountains seem to be melted in the green sea of Ula Ranch, the afterglow of the setting sun reflects the dazzling gold on the Ulgai Gobi, like a huge mirror standing in the heavens and the earth, and the Ulan River is like a light blue streamer, brushing through the mirror, leaving a little wave. Countless cattle and sheep are pearls on the mirror, sail shadows in the waves, and petals on streamers, dotted next to small domed yurts. And on the cliff on the edge of Dagai Mountain, the white-headed and white-tailed wolf king stood proudly, staring at the slowly unfolding endless grassland, and at the edge of the grassland, a large group of wolves were slowly moving north.

The world in this look is so solemn and solemn. Thoughts can fly freely, and as they fly higher and higher, the Ula Ranch retreats smaller and smaller, turning into a green leaf reflecting the golden light, and gradually merging into the canopy of a tall tree. But this is an autumn tree, and most of the leaves of the tree have turned yellow, and when they sway gently in the wind, the dead leaves will fall down in unison, and most of the branches will be exposed, stretching out to the sky empty. You will find that this big tree stands on the top of the wasteland, and the loess of the vast desert stretches all the way to the sky, but there is only this one tree in this wasteland, and there is only this one tree.

The eye contact with the wolf king made me feel that my body was aging, and these illusions were not magic, but they had the same power. The insignificance of people in heaven and earth reminds me of the lightning and thunder that I encountered on the first day I came to Ula Ranch. The sense of desolation and loneliness of a small boat in the vast sea invades every pore, I dare not look at these eyes again, you can't read despair, but you can read determination, you can't read sadness, but you can read pain.

As I lowered my head and did not dare to look at it any longer, I heard hurried footsteps behind me, and from far and near, about twenty paces from me, stopped. This was followed by the sound of the bolt pulling and a slightly rapid wheezing. I smiled bitterly and looked up again, but the wolf king no longer looked at me, but turned his head and stared in the direction of Mount Dagai in a daze.

I turned around slowly, and several scattered flashlight beams swept over my body, and not far away, Cao Team, Lao Qin, Xiao Lei, and three other security officers were nervously holding their guns and watching me. I heard Team Cao whispering to a few of them, don't shoot, don't shoot if the wolf doesn't move, don't shoot. He said a few more words to Lao Qin next to him, but I couldn't hear it clearly. Lao Qin nodded, picked up his tranquilizer gun, and aimed at me.

I tried to wave my hand at them, trying to tell them not to shoot, I was not in danger, but it seemed that all my strength was running out in the eyes of the wolf king, and the words were in my throat, but I couldn't make a sound.

Team Cao gestured to me and told me, "Lao Chang, if I count three times, you lie down immediately, and Lao Qin is sure to hit the wolf." Three...... 2. ......"

The process of Cao's counting seemed to my ears to be in slow motion, and I tried to raise my hand and waved, meaning to stop him. I saw a moment of hesitation flash in Team Cao's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a kind of persistence, and I knew that his countdown would not stop. And at that moment, I also made a decision, I moved my gaze to Lao Qin, and I could see that the barrel of his gun was also trembling slightly.

"One, always lie down" Team Cao shouted, Lao Qin's gun let out a sharp whistling, and I only saw that there seemed to be a faint layer of mist coming out of the muzzle. I didn't make any movements, but straightened up a little and smiled at Lao Qin. Immediately afterward, I felt like I had been punched in the abdomen, and I stumbled a little, but I managed to hold on and didn't fall. I saw a metal syringe more than three inches long stuck in my lower left abdomen, and it was still shivering. And the sharp pain was only for a moment, and then it was no longer painful, and it became a kind of numbness that spread rapidly to the whole body.

With the last of my strength, I pulled the syringe off and threw it on the ground. At this moment, the wolf king behind me roared, and seemed to be running towards the night, I saw that the face of the Cao team was a little deformed, threw the gun in his hand, and ran towards me, while Lao Qin looked puzzled, and stood there motionless.

The power of the narcotic bomb instantly bloomed, and my body seemed to no longer belong to me, and I fell to my knees heavily.

(Birth to death.) Three out of ten are the living disciples. Dead Apostles, three times out of ten. There are three times out of ten that a person's life is moved by death. Why? With the thickness of his life. Gai Wen is good at taking the living, and he will not encounter a fierce tiger on land, and he will not be a soldier when he enters the army. There is nothing to be done. The tiger has no use for its claws. There is no room for the soldiers. Why, husband, with no place to die? --Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching) (To be continued.) )