Chapter VIII Qianling

Early the next morning, Qiu Shan rushed to Qianling, and when he arrived at Liangshan, it was already half past six in the morning. He still climbed up from the path of yesterday afternoon, when the sky was slightly bright, but it was still very dark in the mountain forest, but fortunately he was familiar with the terrain yesterday, and he was familiar with the road at this time, and soon came to the fork in the road.

The hill turned eastward, and after a short time it reached the ridge halfway up the mountain to the south, and from a distance, Sima Dao was seen like a white line in the hazy morning light, and the double breast peaks in front of him loomed in the thin morning mist. Qiu Shan quickly came to the iron railing, and over the railing, he saw the white of the fish's belly in the east, and the sun seemed to be about to erupt.

Qiu Shan ran along the Sima Shinto Road, passing through the city, stone monuments, and stone statues, all the way to Huabiao. It's not a long distance, but the full sprint still tires the hills and mountains. He panted and looked to the east, as a rising sun rose over the distant skyline, and for a moment the vast land was covered with a layer of golden light, sweeping away the mist.

Qiu Shan stood on the south side of Huabiao on the right, turned his head, and saw that the sun was shining on the right side of the Baling stone pillar, reflecting a slight light, and the left side of the stone pillar was still in shadow. He turned his head sideways to look closely, and the stone pillar was nothing special, so he quickly walked to the Huabiao on the left side and observed it at the same angle, but still did not gain anything.

At this time, the morning light gradually brightened, and the darkness faded away, and the Baling stone pillar cast two long shadows in the sunlight. The shadow of the stone pillar on the right extends all the way to the Sima Shinto, and the shadow of the stone pillar on the left is reflected on the pine and cypress tree on the left.

Qiu Shan walked into the shadow of Sima Shendao, slowly walking from west to east, with each step, his feet stomped each stone brick, his eyes scanned the cracks of the bricks, but he didn't find anything unusual. Qiu Shan followed the shadow of the stone pillar and walked westward, looking left and right, but found nothing.

By the time he reached the end of the shadow, Qiu Shan felt dazed. At this time, the sun is rising, seeing that the time for the opening of the Qianling Tomb is getting closer and closer, although the autumn is very strong, the mountain wind blows the cold and invades the body, and the forehead of Qiu Shan is still dripping with fine beads of sweat.

He squatted down and touched the stone bricks at his feet with his hands, pondering the meaning of "looking at the eight-ling rod horizontally...... How do you look at the bottom horizontally? Did you not grasp it, or did you ignore some details? Horizontal view...... Qiu Shan suddenly remembered something, pressed his hand on the stone bricks, and looked up to see that he was at the end of the shadow of Huabiao on the right, and in the distance was the majestic main peak of Liangshan.

Qiu Shan involuntarily leaned down and lay on his side on Sima Dao.

He pressed his left ear against the green brick on the ground, his whole body crouched on the ground like an octopus, and his eyes looked at the mountain peaks to the north.

Suddenly, a ray of light shot in, almost dazzling Qiu Shan's eyes. He steadied himself and looked at it again, and the light shot again. This time, the hills and mountains were really visible, and the light actually came from the mouth of a stone statue winged horse on the right!

Under the light of the sun, this light was extremely intense, but it disappeared again in an instant, and it was very much like an illusion. Hill was still lying on the ground, and when the light came out again, he noticed that the glow was not in the mouth of the winged horse. The light just now only passed through the jaw of the winged horse, and the real glow seemed to come from Liangshan.

Qiu Shan felt a little incredible. To avoid getting too strong in the light, he put on his sunglasses and remained in a lying position, waiting for the light to come back on. In an instant, the light shot again, and because of the sunglasses to protect his eyes, Qiu Shan clearly saw this time that the real glow was located on the southeast slope of the main peak of Liangshan.

Qiu Shan took a closer look at the location of the glow. The place was located on the slope of a bare gray-white rock on the main peak of Liangshan, bare and treeless. At this time, the sun was getting higher, and Qiu Shan's head was already half exposed under the sun. The left ear attached to the stone brick was cold and numb, and when I was about to raise my head, I suddenly heard the sound of "rustling" branches swaying in my ear, and it sounded as if it came from the forest on the left.

He raised his head and saw that a pine and cypress tree in the west seemed to be blown by the wind, and shook it slightly, so he didn't care about it at the moment, and continued to look at the stone slope. At this time, it was nearly eight o'clock, and the dazzling light just now had disappeared, but fortunately, Qiu Shan had firmly remembered the location of the stone slope, so he immediately stood up and ran north along the wide Sima Road.

The sunlight hit the shadow of the stone statue on Sima Dao, like a grating. The hill runs through the castle, over the railing, and along the slightly shady stone path to the front of the mountain. The tall pines and cypresses blocked the sunlight at this time, and he didn't have time to think about it, and began to climb up the mountain.

The gray-white stone slope is located in the upper position of the halfway of the Liangshan Mountain, and when the hill climbs to the halfway point of the mountain, the mountain road has been exhausted, so it turns to the right obliquely. It was a thorny place to climb, and the hills had to slow down and carefully pass through the woods.

After walking for a moment, Hill suddenly caught a glimpse of a brown ball the size of a basketball hanging from the low branches of the tree in front of him. He looked at it and saw yellow wasps flying in and out, which turned out to be a hornet's nest.

Qiu Shan remembered that Zhang Laohan had reminded him to pay attention to wasps, but he didn't expect to see them here. Before he had walked thirty or so steps, he saw two larger hornet's nests, one far away and one close to the tree not far ahead. Qiu Shan couldn't help but be careful, Zhang Laohan's reminder was not groundless, it seemed that the nearby farmers were suffering from wasps. This place is inaccessible, and the hornet's nest is safe from the risk of being stabbed, and it is even more popular.

It took nearly an hour to climb up and down the hill before it reached the bottom of the bare rocky slope. The rocky slope is supposed to be a natural formation, about half the size of a volleyball court, not very steep, with a large patch of teal moss in the middle, which irregularly covers the surface of the rock. Qiu Shan observed the general position and estimated that the light should come from the moss, but at this time, he was under the stone slope, and he couldn't see it.

Qiu Shan saw that the surface of the rock was rough, and there were occasionally some small pits in the middle, and it was not difficult to climb to the moss, and he was about to climb up after a short rest, when he suddenly heard a slight noise from the trees not far away, like the sound of some animal stepping on fallen leaves, which could be clearly heard on the silent barren hillside. Qiu Shan glanced sideways, and saw a little black shadow faintly revealing on the edge of a large canopy of bushes under the woods, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Intuitively, Qiu Shan expected that he was being followed again.

He tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, and slowly took his eyes away from the pile of bushes, but his brain was thinking rapidly, at this time, if the other party suddenly made a difficulty, he was afraid that he would be like a grasshopper after autumn in this barren mountain and wild mountains, and he would be caught before he could jump. However, the other party does not seem to be in a hurry to act, probably waiting for the best time. Qiu Shan was a little annoyed, when he was at Huabiao just now, he heard a sound from the woods next to him, and now he thought that it should be the voice made by this stalker.

The thought flashed through his mind, but in fact, it was only a moment, and Qiu Shan continued to climb up the rocky slope, but the corner of his eye was paying attention to the surrounding situation. Sure enough, there seemed to be grass and trees shaking outside six or seven zhang away, and the other party seemed to be extremely patient and had been secretly following.

Just as Qiu Shan was about to climb the rocky slope, there seemed to be a sound of Suo Suo in the forest on the upper right. He couldn't help but be a little stunned, but it quickly occurred to him that there was probably more than one person following him.

Thinking of this, Qiu Shan couldn't help but panic in his heart, even if the corpse of this vast Liangshan was thrown away, it is estimated that no one will know in ten days and a half months, if he becomes the nameless corpse of Qianling, he is afraid that he will be the funeral object of Wu Meiniang and Li Zhi......

The more Qiu Shan thought about it, the more frightened he became, but he didn't dare to stop a little at his feet, and he was already about ten meters above the stone slope at this time. When I looked around, I suddenly saw that there seemed to be a hornet's nest in the bushes not far away, and my heart flashed with a flash of inspiration, as if I had grasped a life-saving straw.

He pretended to be casual when he came to the bushes, and saw that the hornet's nest was the size of a dustpan, hidden in the low grass, all brown, and covered by the withered yellow grass beside it, and it was not easy to find.

Qiu Shan looked around and saw a small pine tree with a thick wrist on his side, and a small clearing on the right side of the small pine tree. At that moment, I made up my mind, went to the open space, brushed away the fallen leaves with my hands, picked up a stone next to it, and dug it on the ground. The loess in the ground is relatively soft, and after a while, a small pit has been dug out of the Kung Fu hills. He then walked two or three meters to the left, and dug a small hole, and his men did not stop, and their ears were also watching the movement around him.

After digging the pits, Qiu Shan planted a dead branch in front of each of the two pits, and when he felt that the stalker was approaching, he took off his coat and tied it around his waist and climbed up the pine tree next to him. The pine tree is flexible and does not break even if it is bent hard. The hill pressed the pine tree to the ground and then pulled it back with all its might.

When the pine tree was bent into the shape of a bow, Qiu Shan heard a "huh" from the bushes next to him, and then a head popped out and shouted, "Catch him." A figure leaped out of the bushes and swooped down on the hills. Qiu Shan aimed at the hornet's nest, let go of his hand sharply, and then quickly crouched down, covered his waist with his clothes, and rolled down the slope.

The pine tree slammed into the hornet's nest from the bottom to the top, and the huge hornet's nest shook and fell to the ground with a "bang". A large swarm of red, large wasps flew out of the honeycomb, and in an instant it filled the woods like a large red cloud.

"Chase." Qiu Shan faintly heard a shout from above, followed by a scream of "ah", it seemed that someone had been stung by a wasp, and at this time he was rolling down the hillside like a ball, his head covered in his clothes, and his hands were tightly pulled on the side of his clothes to protect his head, and he didn't know what was going on above.

Along the way, Qiu Shan felt that his arms, legs, and buttocks were scratched by thorns and stones, and all he could hear was the "rustle" of weeds and leaves. I don't know how long it rolled, but with a "boom", Qiu Shan's head was dizzy, and his body stopped after hitting something.

Qiu Shan only felt pain all over his body, and his chest was tight. He lifted the clothes from his head and saw himself lying in the grass at the foot of a large tree, and his body had hit the root of the tree when he had just rolled down. Qiu Shan struggled to get up, moved his limbs, and examined his body, his arm was scratched by the thorns seven or eight small wounds, and there were three or four bruises on the calf, which should have been knocked by stones, and his back and buttocks ached faintly, but it seemed to be fine.

There were bursts of shouting and scolding from above, from far and near. Qiu Shan hurriedly looked up, and saw a figure in the woods waving his clothes in the distance, while jumping over the bushes and moving down the mountain, but he was surrounded by a large swarm of red wasps, and his movement speed was not fast. The figure waved its clothes tightly into the wind, constantly driving away the hornets surrounding it, and from time to time it let out one or two screams, as if the wasps had broken through the defense line and stung itself.

There were also one or two faint wails in the woods, as if another person had been stung by a wasp and fell to the ground.

The figure waving his clothes gradually showed that his strength was exhausted, his movements became more and more sluggish, his pace became slower, his hands waving his clothes became weaker, and his mouth frequently let out screams, as if he had been stung by more and more wasps.

When Qiu Shan saw that the man was about to fall to the ground, he cried out, "Cover your head with your clothes and get down." ”

The man seemed to hear Qiu Shan's shout, swept his clothes into the air with all his might, trembling and putting his clothes on his head, and at this moment, the hornets that were even more furious flew to his head and neck, and there was no skin in sight. I heard the man let out a howl, fell to the ground with a "coo-dong", and rolled down quite smoothly at this time.

Qiu Shan saw that the man had rolled to the foot of a tree not far to the left, and some wasps were still biting themselves. The man's body shook twice, and his mouth snorted twice as if he was gagged in something. Qiu Shan saw that some wasps had not dispersed, and he did not dare to approach for a while. By this time, the wailing from above had become almost inaudible, and the forest had become quiet again, and the sunlight had penetrated through the gaps between the leaves, and had sprinkled on the body, making it look strange.

After a while, Qiu Shan saw that the body was still lying motionless on the ground, and the wasps on his body had gradually dispersed, so he cautiously approached it. When I walked to the man's side, I saw that the back of his neck was covered with maroon red blood spots the size of fingers, and the back of his head was bulging with many small bumps.

"Hey." Qiu Shan shouted at him, and when he saw that there was no response, he approached him and reached out to break the body. Five or six hornets flew steeply out of the man's face and mouth, startling Hill. Fortunately, the wasp was no longer aggressive after it was pierced, and it hovered in the air for a while and flew into the grass next to it.

When Qiu Shan looked at the man again, he couldn't help but be startled, only to see that his face was swollen, and purple-red blood spots were connected together, like a portrait target paper full of holes. The man's mouth was open, foaming at the water, his eyes were rolling, and his hands were still clutching the black coat that was used to fight the wasps.

Qiu Shan sniffed and saw that he was no longer breathing, and touched the carotid artery again, and even his heartbeat had stopped.

Qiu Shan originally only wanted to use the hornet to get rid of the tracking, but he didn't expect this hornet to be so venomous that it actually stung people to death, and the development of things to this point was completely unexpected by him.

When I looked at the man again, I saw that he was wearing black tights, his body was strong and well-proportioned, he obviously had good physical training, he should be less than thirty years old, and his face was unrecognizable.

Qiu Shan saw that he had a small black bag tied around his waist, so he reached out and unzipped the small bag, which contained a small jar of ointment, a multi-purpose saber slightly larger than a Swiss Army knife, a small hand-held GPS, a ball of thread like a fishing line, with two thin hooks and a round lock, a camera the size of a palm, and a flashlight about the size of a marker with a folding handle on the side, all of which looked very delicate.

Qiu Shan continued to look and found a card that resembled an access card. When I picked it up, both sides were smooth and white, and there was no other text except for the "067" floating word in the upper left corner of one side.

Qiu Shan saw that the GPS was turned on, so he turned off the power easily. At this time, he saw that the body's chest was slightly bulging, so he reached into his arms and found a mobile phone similar to a walkie-talkie in the right pocket. He also turned off the power of his phone to prevent someone from tracking his location. Then I touched the left pocket, and I vaguely felt that it was a pistol, and when I took it out, I saw that it was indeed a miniature pistol. The gun is less than the size of a palm, but the weight is not light, and it should be loaded with bullets.

In addition to GPS and mobile phones, Qiu Shan has everything else in his bag. After cleaning up, he looked at the corpse, thinking that this person was well-equipped, and he couldn't imagine that he would be stung to death by a wasp, life was impermanent, and his fate was unpredictable, but I hope he was buried in this feng shui treasure place, and there would be no grievances under the nine springs. Thinking of this, he found a thick dry branch with the mouth of the bowl from nearby, opened the saber and sharpened it. The saber was extremely sharp, and it only took two or three strokes to cut a dead branch into a small shovel.

The hill then digs with a small shovel, although the soil is so soft that it is not easy to dig out a grave. It took a while to dig a hole. He dragged the corpse into the pit, filled it with loess, stones, and leaves, and stomped it with his foot, which was considered to leave a whole corpse for the other party.

After burying the corpse, Qiu Shan climbed to the vicinity of the huge hornet's nest, and saw that some huge red bees were still crawling in and out of the hive, and did not dare to disturb it, so he searched nearby, and sure enough, he found another corpse. The corpse was dressed in the same costume as the one before, except that it was slightly thinner, its black coat was still on, its hands and face were swollen like bread, and blood-brown wounds protruded like raisins embedded in bread.

Qiu Shan fumbled in his small bag for a while, and the equipment was basically the same as the person just now, except that the card number was "058". Qiu Shan did the same, dug a pit next to it, and was about to drag the corpse when he suddenly saw the body's hand move slightly. Qiu Shan's heart was suddenly startled, and he was so frightened that he fell back and sat down.