After walking for more than three hours, I finally understood what it means to run a dead horse in Wangshan, at first Shen Muhan was still fighting with the prodigal son Jin, and later even the prodigal son Jin was dumbfounded.

We set off nearly two hours later than the beard, and we were in a hurry for fear of being left behind, and everyone was already a little overwhelmed to get to this point.

The prodigal son Jin glanced up at the location of the Ghost Wind Valley, and squatted on the ground with a grin: "Brother, it's not good, take a break, take a break." ”

Among the four people, Shen Muhan had the worst physical strength, and she couldn't walk an hour ago, and the madman took over her backpack. The two backpacks hung on his body, even if the madman's physical strength was good, he was already a little unable to hold on, and he no longer held on to the prodigal son when he sat down, threw the backpack to the ground, and lay on the bag and kept panting.

I looked at the three people in front of me, raised my hand and glanced at my watch, walked over to the prodigal son Jin and sat down: "How long do you expect it to be in Ghost Wind Valley?" ”

"Brother, we are already on the mountain now, and the position in Ghost Wind Valley is much higher than now, so we have to walk for more than an hour."

I roughly calculated in my mind, the bearded man had left more than two hours earlier than us, and he should have entered the Ghost Wind Valley by now. Because of the snow on the mountain, there are no tourists going up the mountain these days, and there are still some new traces of people passing by sporadically along the way, if they are completely thrown away, the possibility of keeping up with them in the vast mountains is very small.

"If you lose them, are you sure you'll find them?"

The prodigal son Jin looked at me with wide eyes, as if he had heard something terrible: "My brother, this is Changbai Mountain, alas, how can I have such a great ability to find a few people here." For example, if you throw a few mouse droppings into a pot of rice porridge, you can still find the mouse droppings by color, and their group of people don't even have any color in such a big mountain. ”

The prodigal son Jin pointed at the madman: "Brother, if you want me to say, you still look for him, you see that he has seen and smelled all the way, I think he may be able to smell and find those people." ”

"Fuck off!" The madman scolded the prodigal son Jin angrily, "I'm a human and not a dog, why don't you smell it." ”

Maniacs have received this kind of training before, and with some traces, they can find out the route of people's walking, such as looking at the new and old footprints, and the traces of grass being trampled, but once they really enter the mountain, the environment becomes complicated, and they may not be able to find it if they really pull a police dog, let alone rely on a madman.

I interrupted the bickering between the two of them: "Rest for a while and then go, let's go through Ghost Wind Valley first." ”

Half an hour later, the four men picked up their backpacks again. The sky slowly darkened, and the mountain peaks in front of me were covered with a gray shadow.

After walking for more than an hour, it was time to hold the lamp, and Ghost Wind Valley had finally arrived.

The Changbai Mountains as a whole stretch from Liaoning in the south to Russia in the north, across the three northeastern provinces, the whole mountain range stretches continuously, and the sixteen peaks of Changbai near Tianchi are only sixteen peaks that are higher. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, there was a Xiucai surnamed Liu who was ordered to survey Changbai Mountain, and named the sixteen peaks in the "Chronicles of Changbai Mountain and Jianggang" written later. The gathering of the three dragons mentioned by the prodigal son Jin is actually Zhipan Peak, Baiyun Peak and Yuzhu Peak, and the Ghost Wind Valley is on Baiyun Peak.

In recent years, with the development of tourism in Changbai Mountain, many places have modern facilities, and some places still retain their original form because of the difficulty of development or not the main tourist routes, and Guifeng Valley is one of them.

The valley is actually more like a stone crevice, and the distance between the stone walls on both sides of the rock wall gets closer to the top, and there is only a gap left at the top, which looks like it was formed by the division of the mountain due to geological activity.

The light inside the valley is much more pressed than outside, and it can be roughly seen that it is the shape of a trumpet, and the further you go inside, the wider it becomes, and the rock walls on both sides are like knives and axes, and you can't see the specific situation in the valley clearly when you stand at the entrance. There was not a glimmer of light in the valley, and the bearded man should have already passed through the Ghost Wind Valley. I stood at the entrance and watched for a while, feeling a faint uneasiness in my heart, but I quickly suppressed it and took the lead towards the valley.

As soon as they entered the valley, it darkened, and all four of them turned on their flashlights and hurried while observing the surrounding situation. The madman and I had a wolf-eye flashlight from the Yiren Pavilion, which looked small, and it was like a searchlight in our hands, illuminating the road in front of us.

It darkens relatively quickly in the north, and after walking for a short time, it is completely dark, and a line of black night sky is revealed between the gaps overhead, and there is not a single star. The prodigal son Jin suddenly grabbed me: "Brother! What do you hear? ”

I stopped, surrounded by the sounds of some unknown insects, and after a careful pause, there was a faint hint of strange sound mixed in with the insect call, and the more I listened to it, the more obvious it became, as if someone was whistling in a very sharp tone. I looked around with my wolf's eyes, and the surrounding rock walls were uneven, and the changes in light and shadow made the surroundings ghostly, coupled with the sound of whistles, it was inevitable that my heart was a little hairy.

"Brother, are you cold?" The prodigal king's hand holding my arm was shivering, not knowing whether it was frightened by the whistle or cold.

I tightened my clothes, and the moment I felt the whistle sound, the temperature around me seemed to drop a bit. It's not summer yet, the temperature is not too high, and now our position has reached an altitude of more than 2,000 meters, and the temperature has dropped sharply at night, and now I feel that a faint cold air is coming in through our clothes.

"Prodigal King, didn't you say it would be windy at night? Could it be that the temperature drops because of the wind? ”

The prodigal son Jin sighed and kept rubbing his hands: "I'm not sure, brother." When he spoke, he could already see the obvious white gas.

Shen Muhan kept rubbing his arms: "Wood, it can't go on like this, in case of hypothermia, it will be troublesome." ”

The temperature is still decreasing, and after a while, it is obvious that it is several degrees lower, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that I will have something wrong without waiting to go out.

"Madman, take the tent and don't go."

The madman looked around and found a depression in the rock wall, above which was a protruding rock wall that would not be injured if there was rubble falling from the mountain. The madman bought a multi-person tent, although the space is relatively large, but it is more troublesome to set up, four people and one corner just pulled up the tent, suddenly "boom", some gravel rolled down from the mountain.

The madman was quick-eyed, and when he heard the sound of rolling stones on the mountain, he pulled Shen Muhan and me and me one by one and clinged to the stone wall. The prodigal son Jin didn't react for a while, he raised his foot and took a step slower, a stone the size of a watermelon grazed the back of his head and fell to the ground, and the prodigal son Jin ran to the edge of the rock wall with a loud cry and hid.

Crazy, looking at the falling rubble, he cursed: "Could it be the group of crazy people in front of him who used explosives?" ”

The rockfall lasted for half an hour before it slowly subsided. When it completely stopped, wisps of white mist suddenly seeped out from the stone walls on both sides of the valley, which converged into the middle of the canyon as if consciously, and constantly changed shape with the air current, but it did not drift away at all, and the flashlight was pale in the light, as if there was something hidden inside.

The madman looked at it for a while, and then pulled the prodigal son Jin: "What's the situation?" ”

Prodigal King stared at the fog in the middle of the canyon and stammered nervously: "I...... I don't ...... either I don't know, this ...... This Ghost Wind Valley is not ...... There can't really be ghosts, right? ”