What Zhang Qishan brought into the mountain were all elite soldiers of the Zhang family, all submachine guns and German-made pistols. It is more secure to take a mule into the mountains with one person and two horses, but the mule can only carry weight, and if you want to hunt, you still have to rely on the ability to charge short distances.

In some places in the mountains of Xiangxi, there were official roads in those years, and the battles were fought back and forth, but they had long disappeared, and the leaders sent them into the mountains. He didn't know that Zhang Qishan was going to hunt gods at this time, but he just handed over a child to Zhang Qishan.

"This is a newborn in the stockade." The leader said to him, "I am too old, and my eyes have long been dedicated, and now that I have been in war for many years, I can't find my way to go into the mountains to worship the gods, and if you help me complete this matter, I will grant your request." ”

Zhang Qishan looked at the child, it was a little boy, with the deep facial features unique to the locals, and he should be a heroic Miao warrior when he grew up.

Behind him are the parents of the children, the father's eyes are full of numbness, for the men in the eighty-two villages, too many people have died over the years, whether it is the warlord melee, the toast or the fight against the Japanese invaders, death and loss have made people completely numb. But the pain in my mother's heart could not be suppressed, and she kept crying.

Zhang Qishan nodded, and a group of thirty people began to walk towards the mountain. There is a hunting trail from the back mountain from the village, which is often taken by hunters, and this road has to walk for a week before entering the real deep mountain.

At that time, his accompanying guard officer was called Zhang Xiaoyu, and he was carrying the child on his back and felt very awkward. After walking a few kilometers, the team behind him stopped, and slowly became invisible, Zhang Xiaoyu asked Zhang Qishan: "Is it too hasty to hand over such an important thing of worshipping the gods to us outsiders, do you believe in us so much?" ”

"I have inquired, in the past, none of the people who went into the mountain with the leader came out, and every time a group of people entered the mountain, only the leader came out alone, so the sacrifice was not only a child." Zhang Qishan said, "This time we pressed the leader too hard, it is estimated that the leader wanted to send us into the mouth of the mountain god, and they didn't think that we could get out alive." ”

"Ah, how can this work, how can we let them succeed." Zhang Xiaoyu said, "Eighty-two Zhai has always had a good relationship with us, why did you suddenly have such a killer." ”

"It's a harsh environment, especially lately. The good and evil of people's hearts change drastically, and right and wrong also change due to the change of environment. The supreme leader has a great responsibility to the Miao people of Eighty-two Villages, and we can be sacrificed in the face of their good and evil. Zhang Qishan looked at the primeval jungle in front of him, two huge wild mountains have appeared, the canyon in the middle is called Heitianmen, there is no official road behind here, the route will be very complicated, only the most powerful hunters will hunt in it.

After this, there will be more beasts, but they have not yet reached the area of the mountain god. Zhang Xiaoyu made a gesture, and the guards around him began to wake up the spirit of the twelve.

"Yes." Then, Zhang Xiaoyu patted the baby behind him, the child was poured a little wine before leaving, and now he is sleeping soundly. It is foreseeable that as long as you wake up without your mother by your side, you will probably cry for a while, and any demons and monsters will be lured.

"What do you think that mountain god is?" He continued to ask Zhang Qishan, and Zhang Qishan said: "Just treat it as a prey, have you ever seen anything more ferocious than us over the years?" ”

At this time, behind Zhang Qishan, there was a trembling voice: "Buddha, know yourself and know your opponent, win all battles, you can't underestimate the enemy, this thing has lived for more than 600 years, during which there must be lifeless hunters who want to capture and kill, but they have not succeeded, which shows that this thing has undergone the test of history." ”

"I hate longevity the most." Zhang Qishan turned around and saw Lao Ba shrinking in the team, holding a Wang Ba box in his hand.

"You can put your gun away, don't go off and hurt anyone." Zhang Xiaoyu said. Qi Tiezui smiled and stuffed the gun back into his pocket: "Don't worry, I have already calculated before I set off, this time there is no danger and no danger, and there is an affair, maybe when I return to Miao Village, there will be Miao Girl, and the Qi family will have a queen." ”

"Do you know that when the Miao family got married, you had to lie on the bamboo bed, and all the female relatives of their family used their fingernails to pinch out countless black greens on their bodies. Because Miao Nu followed you, all the hardships they endured, they settled them for you before they got married. Zhang Xiaoyu said.

"No, no, my Miao girl must feel sorry for me and fled to Changsha with me." Qi Tiezui lifted his glasses and looked at the mountains around him: "This Xiangxi is full of places to raise corpses, Buddha, do you say that this mountain god is the old corpse in the ancient tomb in the valley, living in the Seven Exquisite Soil." ”

Zhang Qishan also looked at the surrounding mountains and did not answer, this feng shui pattern is treacherous and changeable, a mountain is looking at the side and looking at three or four solutions, all of which are different, it is simply demonic. No wonder there are so many weird stories in Xiangxi.

Continuing inward, to make a long story short, a week after the Black Gate of Heaven, the horse team had reached the densest part of the forest, and these horses had the spirituality to move forward, finding their way through the valley. When they really come across a dense bush, they stop and let the pathfinders go down to open the way.

Suddenly, the roadrunner came back, saying that there was a sound of flies gathering in front of him, and Zhang Qishan rode his horse and stepped on the bushes, and entered a dense forest in a valley, and saw the corpse of a hunter, stripped of his skin, and hung low on a vine in the dense forest that covered the sky and the sun.

The corpse had been dead for six or seven days, and the flies had gathered in a dense manner, and though the feet were entangled in vines and fell off, the head of the corpse was buried in the dirt, and the dirt that buried his head was somewhat different from the dirt around him.