Chapter Thirty-Eight: The White Tiger Hugs the Hill, and the Mandrill Deception
Perhaps, my soul has been lodged in Qin Bogu's body that should have died for a long time, and there has been an adverse reaction.
Because of this, I didn't feel the heavy yin qi from the body of those mandrills.
If it continues to develop at this rate, in a month at most, Qin Bogu's corpse will be completely unusable!
I must find the Emperor's Tomb as soon as possible and come up with something from it that can restrain Murong Changqing, otherwise I can only become a lonely ghost!
At present, the only breakthrough is the cave excavated by Qin Lan.
Before I could speak, Qin Lan said with burning eyes, "Village Chief Lin, please tell me where the excavation site of the scientific expedition team is!" ”
"They're all my teammates! Now in the past, even if you can't save all of them, at least one person will be saved, and it's worth the trip! ”
"This ......" Lynn Ke looked embarrassed and seemed to hesitate.
I added, "If it's really the mandrills that are at work, I have a way to deal with it, and there will never be any more casualties." ”
The mandrill is the most yin thing, and the five elements belong to the earth, and they are afraid of thunder and fire.
If I do encounter a mandrill, I will chant a mantra to kill it, but I can force it back.
Lynco shook his head, "Young man, even if this mandrill is three or five adults, it is not its opponent, let alone a group. ”
"It's good to have the guts to save a friend, but don't give your life in vain."
Qin Lan insisted, "This friend of mine is a capable person, and he is definitely more than enough to deal with mandrills. As long as you are willing to lead the way, whether you succeed or not, I will thank you afterwards! ”
Lin Enke hesitated for a long time, and finally said with some embarrassment, "Since you insist, I will show you the way when the rain is lighter later." ”
……
I observed the celestial phenomena, and the earth was gradually rising, and the sky was thin, and the rain should stop soon.
At about 10 o'clock in the morning, after a day and night of heavy rain, we followed the instructions of Linenke and marched along Panshi Ditch to Panshi Mountain.
At parting, Lynco also filled us with a bag full of nests and water, and we couldn't bear his enthusiasm and had to accept it.
Looking at Lynnke, who had been watching us for a long time and had never left, I couldn't help but doubt my own judgment.
Maybe...... Lynn really just passed by and saved us from the mandrill, and there was no malice.
There's just one thing I can't figure out. Since it was the mandrill who captured us, what about the two smoke bombs with narcotics?
Could it be that when Zhao Jinhuan was escaping, he threw it down in a panic in order to stop the mandrill from pursuing, but he accidentally stunned us?
There is no way to study everything, you can only take one step at a time......
Panshi Mountain is bare and full of gravel, and there are deep rut marks left by the previous inspectors driving off-road vehicles, so the road is not difficult to find.
We walked due north for more than two hours, and we could vaguely see a few off-road motorcycles parked not far in front of us.
Next to the motorcycle, there is a cave that slopes downward, and it is too far to see what is inside.
Qin Lan pointed in the direction of the off-road vehicle and shouted in surprise, "That's the equipment of our investigation team!" ”
"Don't worry, I'll take a look first."
I climbed a tall rock nearby and watched the cavern from afar.
The so-called mandrill did not appear, and there was not a trace of yin.
Looking around, the green hills are lush and green, but this low hill is almost devoid of grass.
The mountains and rivers on the left and right are tall, the majestic mountains are due north, and the old cow mouth of Pyongyang is connected to the south.
In Feng Shui, this is called the White Tiger Hugging Hill, which must be buried with extremely angry people, and it is necessary to use the White Tiger to suppress its soul, so as not to cause disaster to the world.
According to the legend of wild history, the god of war Bai Qikeng killed 400,000 Zhao troops, and in order to seal these unjust souls, he used the burial method of the white tiger hugging the hill.
Immediately, I jumped off the boulder again, picked up a handful of soil and put it on the tip of my nose to sniff lightly, and sure enough, the earth contained the sharp aura of metal.
If you want to build a white tiger hugging mound tomb, you must be buried with a large amount of gold, gold is the phase of soldiers, and the white tiger complements each other, and is integrated.
And the appearance of a white tiger hugging mound at the foot of the emperor's mausoleum is also in line with common sense.
It is possible that this emperor has killed countless prisoners of war, and now he has completely suppressed his soul with the breath of the emperor's mausoleum, coupled with the momentum of the white tiger hugging the hill.
This also means that this white tiger hugging mound tomb may still have a passage to the emperor's tomb!
……
Just as I was thinking about it, Qin Lan shook my arm and said with some trepidation, "Professor Li, are you sure about dealing with mandrills?" ”
"Absolutely."
"That'...... Why were you still captured with me the last time you saw the mandrill? ”
"Because what we encountered wasn't mandrills, it was something else."
I pointed to the dark cave in front of me and said, "And this cave is not the lair of some mandrill, but the entrance to the burial hallway." What Lynco said is not to be believed. ”
Qin Lan exclaimed, "Impossible! I think the old man was very nice and gave us so much food and water. ”
"Maybe he's just hearsay, to spread falsehood."
I thought for a moment, even though I said, "Anyway, be careful, there is no one in this realm who can be trusted except for you and me." ”
In addition, there are also strange things about Zhao Jinhuan's disappearance. If you encounter him, be careful and don't approach him easily. ”
"I ...... I understand. ”
……
We stood where we were, ate two boxes of wotou, drank some water to regain our strength, and prepared to go down to the cave to investigate the situation.
I opened the sack with the nest in it, and found a small bag hidden in it, with flint and steel, torches, and a delicate dagger.
Now, I can't tell if Lynco is right or wrong.
He prepared dry food for us, which was already full of affection, but he didn't expect to give such a thoughtful "gift"!
Qin Lan's off-road vehicle carrying equipment was lost, and even his carry-on backpack was missing, a small flint and steel torch, as well as this dagger for use in the field, just to solve the urgent need.
Could it be that Lynco is really a good old man?
But when I saw him, the strangeness I felt at first time never dissipated.
Those who know the destiny of heaven have terrifying intuition sharpness, even if I only have a soul left, I can distinguish between good and evil in a person!
Even if Lynco does it perfectly, I have to guard against it!
After all, there are too many holes in him, and some of his words are difficult to justify.
For example, Lin Enke said that he personally led the team and rescued us from the mandrills, why did Qin Lan's off-road vehicle disappear?
Also, I know the characteristics of mandrills. The group of guys that approached us were more like ...... than mandrills Man with a mask!
The reason why I didn't expose it just now was because I was afraid that after tearing our faces directly, Lynco would be unfavorable to us.
Halfway up the mountain, the rut came to an abrupt end, and Qin Lan sighed lightly, "The off-road vehicle should have stopped here, because it couldn't climb uphill, so it was replaced by a lighter motorcycle." ”
"The motorcycle is still there, where is this off-road vehicle?"
Even if the mandrill kills, he can't drive an off-road vehicle, and I am more and more determined to think that "someone is making trouble behind my back"!
Before coming to the cave, Qin Lan inspected these off-road motorcycles and found that the body had traces of destruction.
"It's weird." Qin Lan frowned slightly, "If these motorcycles are in good condition, we can still go for help, how can the car be broken like this?" ”
I stroked the scars on the motorcycle and found that the location of the fuel tank showed signs of being cut by a sharp object.
And all cars have one feature in common - the car key is removed!
At some point, the whistling wind swept up the earth and rocks, and I couldn't open my eyes, and the thick black clouds above the sky condensed again, and the raindrops crackled down.
Qin Lan and I squatted down at the entrance of the stone cave to avoid the rain, and this feeling was like returning to the tunnel of Lao Niukou.
The dark and narrow stone caves, the guys with strange faces, the bright blades, and the countless pairs of feet around me when I fell......
Suddenly, a terrible thought crossed my mind!
No wonder things are wrong, if according to my assumptions, everything that happened after coming to Lao Niukou can be explained!
Now that I didn't have time to explain, I grabbed Qin Lan's arm and plunged into the rain curtain, "Run, otherwise it'll be too late!" ”
But before I could run two steps, tung oil torches suddenly lit up in all directions.
Fifty or sixty men with hideous red faces were slowly approaching us, their long knives with bright steel forks in their hands, clanging from the raindrops.
Qin Lan was so frightened that he shrank on my shoulder, and said in a whimpering voice, "Mandrill, it's Shanmandrill who has come to take revenge on us......"