On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, the Dragon Boat Festival, and the sun was shining in early summer, our group set off towards the destination --- Phoenix Terrace, that is, the tomb of Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng recorded in the spirit snake bead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

We took a minibus, the body of the car printed with the words "Xi'an Tianma Travel Agency", Cheng Jiao holding a tour guide flag, wearing a sunhat, like a tour guide sitting in the front row of the car, everyone else is wearing casual clothes, with a sunhat printed with the logo of the tour group, the appearance is no different from an ordinary tour group. Cheng Jiao has already introduced to me before that this operation is in a tourist area, and for convenience, everyone is dressed up as tourists.

Wu Lan sat next to me, still smiling at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about anything, with sunglasses on his head, headphones in his ears, and his head resting on the backrest, as if he was enjoying music, and as if he was asleep, but the box with the black tube was always beside him, and I knew that it must be his big jet-black sword.

Tang Ying sat alone in a seat next to him, still looking arrogant, looking out of the car, as if thinking about something. Da Mao and Ermao were very excited, sitting on the long seat behind the car with Hu Qi, chatting with Hu Qi with laughter, obviously Hu Qi's rich experience and witty and humorous conversation have a great attraction to Da Mao and Ermao.

Unlike the first time I went to Phoenix Terrace with Xiaopang and Lao Qin, last time because we brought the guns and weapons prepared for us by Wang Fatzi in our car, in order to avoid inspection, we took the mountain road, which was very bumpy, and this time we pretended to be a tour group and took the highway, so we didn't pass by the ** cemetery.

Because it is the Dragon Boat Festival, there are some traffic jams, along the way in addition to Da Mao, Ermao and Hu Qi Tiannan and the north of the god chat, other people basically did not say anything, the car drove for about two hours, from a toll station out of the highway, turn to a small road next to it, both sides of the road are planted with apple trees and persimmon trees orchards, the front of the car appeared the outline of a hill, this hill is not big, the radius is only about two or three miles wide, fifty or sixty meters high, the top of the mountain is flat, like a top hat.

As the hill became clearer, and a village was vaguely seen in front of her, Cheng Jiao coughed, cleared her throat, and said: "The hill in front is Phoenix Terrace, and the village below the mountain is Phoenix Village", and turned his head to me: "Wang Yu's photo was taken in this village, but after taking this photo, Wang Yu and the fake Lao Qin, as well as another person, disappeared, and the people we were responsible for tracking them were all very experienced veterans, but they were dumped by them, and I don't know where they went." I nodded after listening, and remembered the last time I called Xiaopang's mobile phone in the hotel in Xi'an, and for a while there was a stinging radio sound, and for a while it reminded me that I was not in the service area, and I thought that I would call again when I arrived in Phoenix Village.

Cheng Jiao then said to everyone: "Phoenix Terrace is also a tourist attraction, very close to Wu Zetian's tomb, about less than two kilometers, there are often tourists here, so we pretend to be tourists will not arouse the suspicion of others, and it is more convenient to act." Waiting for the meeting to enter the village, we will live in a farmhouse, although the family is not our people, but they have been in contact with before, people are very honest, they will not ask questions, everyone should not reveal their true identity. We have a day off today, tomorrow morning on the Phoenix Terrace, although the remote sensing satellite images indicate the location of the tombs of Yuan and Li, but there is no spirit snake beads, it is still very difficult to enter the tomb, and there may be danger in the tomb. ”

With that, the car had driven into the village, turned left and right, and finally stopped in front of the gate of a courtyard.

Everyone got out of the car, the courtyard gate has greeted an old man, I looked, this old man may not actually be too old, about fifty years old, but may not be very particular about dressing, plus the peasants do not pay attention to maintenance like the city people, at first glance it looks older, with an inch of hair, gray hair, some black and white beards, full of smiles, showing not very white teeth, but the person looks more loyal.

The old man said a few polite words to Cheng Jiao, and greeted everyone again, saying that his surname was Zhao, he was a local farmer, and this farmhouse was his home, and everyone called him "Zhao Daya", and let everyone into the courtyard with a smile while talking.

I entered the courtyard to see, it is an ordinary farmhouse, but it seems relatively rich, the main house is a two-story building, the outside is pasted with white tiles, the roof of the building is dried with white bedding, at first glance it is an inn. There is a side room on the left and right, the one on the right may be where Zhao Daya and his family live, the window is bright, the door is pasted with a letter, corn and red pepper are hung on both sides, the side room on the left is slightly shorter, the strange thing is that the curtains are drawn in the daytime, I don't know who lives, when I look at the side room, I see that the curtains seem to move, as if someone is peeking into the courtyard, but it is this casual glance, I seem to see a distorted, weird face in the house, I shivered, But because it was a momentary thing, I couldn't tell if I was dazzled by the wrong thing, I looked at the others, Hu Qi, Da Mao, and Er Mao were still chatting enthusiastically, Tang Ying was still looking at the sky arrogantly, Wu Lan was still smiling and looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, Cheng Jiao was still talking to Zhao Daya about staying in the hotel, as if no one else noticed that there was anything wrong with the side room on the left, I looked at the side room again, the curtains were still drawn, and there was no movement, probably because I was dazzled by mistake just now.

Zhao Daya let everyone into the two-story building of the main house, and instructed a teenage girl to arrange a room for us, and later learned that this little girl was Zhao Daya's daughter, Zhao Daya also had a nephew to help in the store, and his wife was in charge of the spoon. This farmhouse may have been chartered by Cheng Jiao and them, and there were no other guests except us, so the accommodation was very generous, and each of us was arranged with a separate room. Obviously, Cheng Jiao and they gave a good price, and Zhao Daya's family was very enthusiastic about us, busy before and after, and prepared a sumptuous peasant meal for us in the evening, and opened a few bottles of good aged Xifeng.

Hu Qifei pulled Zhao Daya and his nephew into the table together, his nephew said that he still had to take care of the things in the store, Zhao Daya was embarrassed to eat with the guests at first, but he couldn't stand the warm invitation of everyone, so he no longer shirked, and chatted with everyone while eating and drinking.

During the banquet, everyone drank heartily, Hu Qi, Tang Ying, Wu Lan are all martial arts practitioners, the amount of wine is amazing, the fifty-two degrees of aged Xifeng drinks like drinking boiled water, Cheng Jiao doesn't look at it as a girl, but it is also very bold, obviously there are thousands of cups of wine not drunk, Zhao Daya also opened the conversation box after a few glasses of wine, Northwest people are like this, usually don't like to talk, but when it comes to the wine table, it is different, this box can not be stopped as soon as it is opened, and it introduces us to the local scenic spots, historical legends, customs and customs, and talks endlessly, only to listen to Zhao Daya said: "Don't look at our Phoenix Village population is not more than 100 households, now it is unknown, but in ancient times it was very famous, according to legend, the Phoenix Terrace behind the village, by the way, is the flat-topped hill over there, it is said that when King Wu fell, it was Jiang Ziya's point of the general, Jiang Ziya was here to swear to send troops, and defeated King Yin in one fell swoop, not only that, according to legend, our Phoenix Platform is the starting point of the dragon vein, the treasure land of feng shui, when Wu Zetian ordered the eldest grandson Wuji and Li Chunfeng to find a place to sleep, these two are on the phoenix platform to view the terrain, know feng shui, found the opposite Liangshan dragon vein, Wu Zetian set the Qianling, and according to legend, Wu Zetian because of the selection of Qianling, the Qianling is located in Liangshan like a girl lying on the dragon vein, so Wu Zetian later became the emperor, Wu Zetian was originally 'phoenix', but became' Dragon', in order to keep the dragon body, the phoenix body must be suppressed, this phoenix platform is the phoenix head, the south of Liangshan is the phoenix tail, Wu Zetian only suppresses the phoenix and the phoenix tail, in order to make his dragon body immortal, eternal existence, according to legend, this Qianling is the only mausoleum that has not been stolen from ancient times to the present, it is this dragon energy protection, and Wu Zetian's body in the tomb is also 10,000 years of incorruptibility, waiting for the day to see the light of day. Zhao Daya said that Xing head, raised his neck and drank a sip of wine, chirped his mouth, put a peanut in his mouth, and then chatted: "This town of the phoenix, it is said that it is the mountain temple on the phoenix platform, the town of the phoenix, it is said that it is the wordless tablet, by the way, the big guy can see this small temple when he visits the phoenix platform in the past two days, and if you go to Qianling, you can see the wordless monument in front......"

Zhao Daya is more and more happy, more and more words, everyone is also very interested, the sky is getting dark, I drank a few glasses of Xifeng feel dizzy, the reason why this Xifeng wine is called "Xifeng", because it is produced in the area of Fengxiang, Shaanxi, Fengxiang is the place where the phoenix is produced in folklore, so the name of the sorghum wine produced here is "Xifeng", there is a historical legend: during the Tang Yifeng period, Pei Xingjian, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, sent the Persian prince back to China, and went to the vicinity of Tingzitou Village, Liulin Town, Fengxiang County, when it was March in Yangchun, Suddenly found that the bees and butterflies on the side of the road fell to the ground and lay down, Pei Gong felt very strange, so he ordered the resident county guard to find out the reason, only to know that it was a winery in Liulin Town, the old wine of Chen Tan had just opened the altar, and its mellow and rich aroma drifted to Tingzitou Village, five miles southeast of the town, so that the bees and butterflies were drunk. Pei Gong was very surprised, and improvised a poem: "Send off the head of the pavilion, the bee is drunk and the butterfly does not dance, Sanyang opens Cathay, and the beautiful Liulin wine." Fengxiang County Shou then presented an altar of fine wine to Pei Shilang. After returning to the dynasty, Pei Shilang dedicated this wine to Emperor Gaozong, and the emperor was very happy to drink it. Since then, Xifeng wine has been listed as the imperial wine of the Tang royal family. This wine is easy to get up, I feel soft and weak when I drink it at first, but after a period of time, it will gradually go up, Hu Qi, Tang Ying, Wu Lan, etc. are massive, but I can't hold on, I feel dizzy, I just want to sleep, and the meal is almost over, I really can't hold on, so I apologize to everyone for not accompaniing, Zhao Daya's nephew helped me back to the room, I lay on the bed with my clothes together, and fell asleep groggily after a while.

Unconsciously, I seemed to wake up, only to see a man with bandages on the side of the bed looking at me, a pair of eyes with black holes as if there were no pupils, the face was full of corrosive burn scars, pitted, the left side of the face was deformed, making people feel terrible and abnormal, I struggled but had no effect, this person took me out of the room, out of the yard, to the side of the hill of Phoenix Terrace, there was a black hole under the mountain, I followed this person into the hole, walked a distance, two doors appeared in front of me, the door was bright red, The color of blood, the door has large white letters, which is unusually eye-catching, and one door has "life" written on it, and the other door has "death" written on it.