The ninth year of the Republic of China, 1920, October.

In front of Kunlun Mountain, a few white clouds floated through the blue sky, transforming into a skeleton-like shape. Qin Beiyang did not look back, and galloped towards the continuous snow peaks, riding in the dust.

Small snow seeds floated from the sky into a deep river valley with cliffs on both sides. The Nine Colors smelled the smell of the White Russians, and there were traces of horse manure and bonfires on the side of the road, and Ivanov and Katya were not far ahead.

He was afraid that the cancer cells in his chest cavity would explode again, and he wanted to find an ancient tomb on Kunlun Mountain, even if it was just to get into it and take a few breaths - since it was the birthplace of Chinese civilization, the ancient tomb must also be standard.

The terrain is getting higher and colder like winter. Fortunately, I bought a jacket and a leather jacket at the bazaar. Over the north side of the Kunlun Mountains, Daban, an open no-man's land is inhabited by large herds of wild yaks and wild asses, as well as Tibetan antelopes, whose fur is sold to India and Kashmir for the equivalent weight of gold. There are two alpine lakes and more than a dozen volcanic cones, all covered with lava left over from antiquity, commonly known as "Black Rock Beach". The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur, as if returning to a crater under the Viking Mausoleum in the Arctic.

Qin Beiyang led the ghost god and the nine colors, lying on the edge of the sharp volcanic cone. The bottom of the pit is full of lava caves, red and black volcanic rock, like a world of purgatory emerging from the surface, reminiscent of the hell drilled in the Kola Peninsula in the Russian Arctic Circle. There were large animal bones everywhere, as well as some fresh wolf dung, which made the sweaty horse especially nervous.

Traveling up the valley, nearly five thousand meters above sea level, every few steps made it difficult to breathe and had a splitting headache, and the ghost was forced to slow down. Along a rugged mountain road, he found traces of man-made construction, and there were messy horseshoe prints on the ground.

He saw a red stream......

Qin Beiyang turned over and dismounted, dipped his fingers in the stream water and put it in his mouth, full of blood.

This is a mine, and there is crystal clear primary ore between the crevices of the rocks, commonly known as "mountain material". Back then, in Longxi Hall outside Desheng Gate, the boss Li Botong was a senior player of Hetian Yu, and he was like a treasure for one or two of them, and Qin Beiyang also stole one or two.

"Jade out of Kunlun", as early as the Shang and Zhou dynasties, Hetian jade has come to the Central Plains. The ancients often obtained seeds from the Yulong Kashgar River and the Karakash River in Hotan, which were formed by the pressure of the river for tens of thousands of years. The Hetian warm blood jade on Qin Beiyang's chest, in addition to a layer of blood, also has a piece of brown leather. The production of seed feed is limited, which is like manual digging for sand gold. Only in the mountains can a large piece of jade be dug up, and the beautiful jade is hidden in the deep mountains, so that it will not be in a desperate place, and the top mutton fat white jade will not be found.

The freshly mined mountain materials are piled up in the shed, most of them are pale cyan green and white jade, and a few are slightly transparent milky white jade, which is worth many silver dollars or even gold? It is said that many of the Hetian jades in the Beijing court, and even the emperor's jade seal, are native ores from the Kunlun Mountains.

Qin Beiyang didn't care about these jades, his eyes were corpses all over the mine.

At least fifty or sixty dead people, lying on the ground, were mostly peasants from the oasis at the foot of the mountain, but also Hui and Han miners who had come from thousands of miles. They had been shot with rifles, their blood had just clotted and their joints were still moving.

The massacre took place an hour or two ago.

He picked up a few bullet casings, bullets produced in Russia, undoubtedly by Ivanov's gang of robbers.

Several vultures hover in the sky, waiting for a feast of human flesh. When they saw that Qin Beiyang was alone, with only a dog and a horse beside them, they swooped down unscrupulously and pecked at the dead man's eyeballs, mouth, nose and internal organs......

"Brute!"

Qin Beiyang drew his crossbow and shot an arrow that pierced the throat of a vulture. The rest of the scavengers scattered, and the sky was littered with stinking jet-black feathers.

He did not shy away from the dead, and dragged the miners who died into the mine to be buried, so as not to be disturbed by animals. He knelt down and kowtowed, swore to avenge the miners, stepped on the sweaty horse, and urged the nine colors to follow.

Going up the Baishui River valley and over the higher Tasaka, the snow is already deep. Qin Beiyang brought enough roasted naan and learned to eat snow in Siberia, and this temperature couldn't help him, but altitude sickness gave him a headache.

The road to Shimosaka is steep, and the ghost god is extra careful, and if the horse's hooves slip, he will die with his master. Qin Beiyang did not find an ancient tomb, but saw the ruins of an ancient castle, and did not know how the ancients survived.

He remembered the dream of spring two years ago - the "Heavenly Academy" surrounded by high mountains and clouds, Fangzi, Zhongshan, Ghost Mask, and Meng Po...... I once thought it was Kunlun Mountain? Now that I think about it, it is either barren or icy and snowy, and there is no fairyland or paradise at all.

What is written in the ancient books is a lie?

At dusk, the field of vision suddenly opened up, and the sweaty horses stepped on the snow to the Keriya Pass in the Kunlun Mountains, the main transportation route between Xinjiang and Tibet. During the Kangxi period, the Great Khan of Dzungar instigated Alabutan to send a strange army to attack Krasa, which was comparable to Hannibal across the Alps, but attracted the feat of the fourteenth elder brother Yinzhen and Yue Zhongqi to recover Tibet.

It is a flat, wide valley with dense lakes and marshes, and altitude sickness is slightly relieved. Qin Beiyang looked at the heights, the West Kunlun Mountains came from the Pamir Plateau, and the Middle Kunlun Mountains passed through the Keriya Pass. There is also a Kunlun Goddess Peak that is high into the sky, shining in the sunset.

Kunlun Goddess Peak.

Night shrouded the ancient desolate no-man's land, and a piercing wolf howl was heard ahead.

The moon has risen, and Qin Beiyang, the ghost gods, and the nine colors are like a flat boat thrown into the vast ocean, which may capsize to the bottom of the sea at any time.

Following the sound, I saw a group of wild wolves besieging a man at the foot of the Goddess Peak. They are not in a hurry to eat humans, but want to tease him, and when he is exhausted, they will come up and bite his throat.

Qin Beiyang stretched out his bow and shot an arrow to kill a male wolf led by him. The rest of the wild wolves turned around and were about to pounce on him, when Nine Colors had transformed into a young Qilin Town Tomb Beast, spewing out several glass fireballs, burning the wolves to the ground. The remaining wolves didn't know what to do, thinking that the nine colors were more powerful beasts, so they clamped their tails and slipped away.

Rushing to the trapped man, Qin Beiyang used a torch to illuminate the other party's face, only to find out that it was the White Russian Ivanov.

The colonel was covered in a foul stench, his hair was like straw, and his uniform was full of holes, and a trace of blood was oozing out. This guy has a dull gaze, looks like a retard, and thinks that something extremely terrible has happened, and it is not as simple as being besieged by wolves.

Qin Beiyang grabbed the colonel's collar, poured a large mouthful of water on him first, and then forced him: "Where is Katya?" ”

Ivanov gasped violently, returned to his soul, and replied intermittently: "Katya...... Katya...... She was taken away......"

"Who caught it?"

"The devil."

There was a strange wind in the Kunlun Mountains, a Russian word that made people's waistcoats tingle. It stands to reason that after so many adventures, from tomb beasts to mythical beasts to corpses, the "devil" thing is not a thing at all. But this is Kunlun Mountain, a desperate situation where no one has survived in ancient times, and the legendary abode of the gods...... Perhaps, the so-called immortals are the devils.

"Take me to see the devil." Qin Beiyang tied Ivanov to a sweaty horse, "You killed those miners?" ”

"Yes." The colonel unabashedly admitted, as if murder were commonplace, "I heard that there are priceless gems on the mountain." But what I mean by gemstone is ruby, emerald or diamond. And you Chinese Hetian jade, but some beautiful stones, worthless in the eyes of the Russians. My men were furious and killed all the miners. ”

Qin Beiyang slapped him.

Ivanov disagreed: "You kill me, I don't want to go up the mountain anymore!" The Russian Empire is finished, five hundred tons of gold are finished, and Katya is unlikely to survive. ”

I think that at the beginning, when he first set off from Harbin to the west, this White Russian colonel was full of spirit, but now he is not like a human ghost or a ghost.

"Show me the way, or I'll torture you to death in a hundred ways!"

Unexpectedly, Qin Beiyang's bluffing threat worked, and Ivanov, who was tied to his horse, obeyed his fate and led the way to Kunlun Goddess Peak.