After two days of running, we finally came to the glacial valley of Xiaosheng Snow Mountain, everyone was covered with snow foam, exhausted, but it was the sunset, climbed high and looked out, but the surrounding scenery made us greatly intoxicated.

However, at this time, the behavior of the stuffy oil bottle surprised us, I don't know why he knelt down in front of the snow mountain, and made a very respectful salute, as if he had some special feelings for this mountain.

After prostrating, he returned to his expression of not caring about everything and only sleeping, climbed the bare rock on the side, and closed his eyes to recuperate. I couldn't help but wonder again, I really couldn't see through, what was hidden in his dark eyes?

Everyone knew who he was all the way, especially a few of us, so no one asked him what was going on, and he didn't expect to answer, but judging from the eyes of Chen Pi'a and the others, he obviously felt very puzzled. Only Junzi didn't care, probably thinking that the stuffy oil bottle was also a North Korean.

After a while, our physical strength was restored, the fat man lit the smokeless stove, and we gathered around to make tea to keep warm, while Junko also began to do his homework, drank a few sips of hot wine to relieve his strength, and then pointed to the surrounding snow-capped mountains, and explained to us their origins.

This is his duty as a tour guide, and this kid is very dedicated.

He said that in the legend of Changbai Mountain, the small holy snow peak here, the big holy snow peak and the mysterious three holy mountains were a snow mountain in the flood era.

Originally, before the liberation, it was not yet open, and he heard from his grandfather that after the three snow-capped mountains went up, the scenery around them was completely different. For example, on the Little Saint Snow Peak, you can see the Three Saints and the Great Saint Peak, but on the Great Saint Peak, you can only see the Three Saint Peaks, and you can't see the Little Saint Peak, which is very strange. And the most peculiar thing is still on the Three Holy Mountains. In addition to the two large and small holy peaks on both sides, you can also see that behind the Three Holy Mountains, and far away from them, there is a more majestic snow-capped mountain called the Heavenly Ladder Peak. That mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all the year round, do not see the true face, legend has a ladder on the mountain, can go directly to the heavenly palace, is the passage of the world and fairyland, if the sky is high and cool, you can see the rainbow-like glow between the ladder peak and the big and small holy mountains, just like the fairy pen depiction, beautiful, strange.

The fat man listened and said to us: "This legend must be mistaken, the Heavenly Palace is obviously on the Three Holy Mountains, how could it run to the Heavenly Ladder Peak, the person who passed down this legend must have something wrong with his eyes." ”

Monk Hua thought for a while and shook his head, explaining: "No, I studied this legend before I came, I guess this may be when the Genting Heavenly Palace was built, the snow of the Heavenly Ladder Peak and the surrounding snow-capped mountains produced a mirage formed by folding shè, because the Heavenly Ladder Peak is foggy all year round, and the fog has become an anti-shè curtain, and the image of the Genting Heavenly Palace printed is hidden in the fog, as if the Heavenly Palace is really in the sky." ”

The phenomenon of mirage mostly occurs in desert lakes, and it is very rare in the snow-capped mountains, I am afraid it is not accidental, it may be because this is the source of the dragon vein, this phenomenon is called 'Shadow Palace' in feng shui, I have only seen it once in an ancient book, and I don't know what to pay attention to.

We spoke in dialects, I used Hangzhou dialect, and Monk Hua used Changsha dialect, and Shunzi didn't understand the meaning, and he didn't pay attention to it. After talking about the scenery, he stood up and said to us: "A few bosses, you take a rest first, eat something, and then do whatever you want, but you have to hurry, it's getting dark, and there is no way to set up a tent here, and the road is not easy to walk when it's dark, and we have to find a relatively flat place overnight, and it may be windy at night." As he spoke, he poured tea and distributed it to us, and he stood far away to rest very well.

I looked at my watch, there was still more than an hour before the sun went down, the time was not long, it was not short, and I had enough rest, it seemed that it was time to get down to business.

However, there is a white snow cover all around, there is no special trace, and if there is a burial tomb here, it must be buried in the snow, and the entrance should be in the snow layer under our feet. The snow-capped mountain environment is so different from the ground that we have no experience and don't know how to start.

We all stood up and gathered around Chen Pi Ah Si to discuss what to do next.

After such an intense trek, Chen Pi Ah Si still didn't slow down, Lang Feng took the wine gourd and handed it to him, letting him take two sips. Monk Hua rubbed his back to promote the flow of his blood, and his face gradually eased, but the whole person still looked very sluggish, hearing us ask him, he just looked at the surrounding mountains slightly, and said to us: "The location of the treasure cave is at our feet, I don't have a good way, put down a few shovels to see what is under the snow and then make plans." ”

Everyone nodded, in fact, I also know that there is no better way, inverted bucket upside down, all changes are not separated from its origin, after finding the dragon point, it is the positioning of the acupoint, the different generations are just the tools used to explore the acupoint, the process is almost the same, so if there is no excitement at the moment of opening the coffin, tomb robbery is actually a boring job.

The snow is much softer than the mud, the probe shovel is very smooth, the Chinese monk is very fast, and soon there are more than a dozen caverns in the snow, however, almost all the shovels are knocked into the snow slope for about five or six meters, and they can't be knocked out, the fat man thinks that Ye Cheng has no strength like a thin monkey, so he runs to help, uses brute force, and still only hits a little, every time he pulls it out and looks, the shovel doesn't bring anything.

Monk Hua looked at the shovel head and found that there was a little bit of ice crystals stuck to the tip of the shovel, and he knew what was going on, below was the glacier surface formed by frozen soil and ice, which was as hard as concrete, and the shovel could not penetrate it, and he couldn't bring anything with him.

"It has been snowing here for thousands of years, and if the snow accumulates too much, it will become ice, do you think the funeral mausoleum will be frozen in the ice below?" The fat man asked.

We all nodded, it was very likely, but the Luoyang shovel couldn't get into the ice, and even if we knew that something was underneath, we couldn't find it.

Pan Zi said to us: "The main thing is that this snow is too much of a hindrance, do we have any explosives, I heard a few brothers say when I was a soldier, when they were in the Great Xing'an Mountains, the production brigade there had regular blood cleaning on the snow slopes of the Snow Mountain. As long as you have a blast hole, you can blow up all this snow, which is very worry-free. If the snow is blown up, the situation under the snow will be clear at a glance, and it will be much more convenient for us to find it again, and we will not have to dig a hole. ”

I know what he said, every time it snows it forms a layer of snow. There are gaps in the middle, as long as there is a small explosion, the whole mountain is shaken, and the entire snow layer will slide down, forming a chain reaction, and the last layer will collapse with a layer down.

There are several small snow-capped mountains in the Daxing'an Mountains forest area, in order to prevent the snow from being too thick and avalanches from harming the forest area, the local engineering team often has to manually clear the snow after the heavy snowfall.

Monk Hua pinched the snow, "I have explosives, but look at the top of our heads, will it be suicide to fire a cannon here?" ”

We looked up and saw towering snow-capped cliffs above. It stretches back and forth, connecting the entire snow dragon-like Hengshan Mountain Range, and we are like a few ants at the bottom, which is too small, as long as a little snow is sprinkled on it, a few of us will sleep here.

Pan Zi was also a little dizzy when he looked at it, but he still insisted: "Changbai Mountain is a tourist attraction, and snow will be cleared here every point, so I don't think it's a big problem." If you don't want to clear the snow, then let's go back early, you want to dig something hidden in the snow in the snow mountain, it's not the same as looking for a needle in a haystack, I tell you that the Tibetan snow mountain to find the mountaineering team in distress, also do this, there is no other good way, the old man woke up, even if the hole is fixed, you still have to use explosives, otherwise the hole will never be able to hit. This cannon, you are still set. ”

I thought it was wrong and disagreed, "It's too risky, I'd rather spend some time shoveling it with a shovel." ”

Pan Zi said: "Little Third Master, we used explosives because we didn't have time, if we have time, we will wait until the summer to come again, we have to try it anyway, the third master is still waiting for us to go." ”

Monk Hua waved his hand to stop us, and pointed at Lang Feng: "You don't have to argue, we don't count what we say, listen to the opinions of professionals." ”

I paused for a moment, all the way over, I don't know what role Lang Feng plays among them, listening to Monk Hua say this, I'm still a little strange, is he an expert in this area? Several people looked at Lang Feng to see how he reacted.

Lang Feng looked at us and looked at him, a little uncomfortable, and said to us: "I think Lao Pan's statement should be feasible, in fact, I have expected such a situation before I came, I have a certain amount of preparation, and I am professional, I can control the power of explosives, and the sound will not be too loud, in fact, as long as there is a small vibration under the snow, the goal can be achieved, sometimes just a firecracker." ”

"Are you sure?" The fat man asked: "This is not a tomb bomb, we are now equivalent to setting off firecrackers in the tofu and letting you blow up a hole in the tofu, but you can't see it on the surface, this is a jīng delicate job." ”

Lang Feng nodded: "When I was a miner, I put more than 10,000 cannon holes, which is not difficult." ”

Monk Hua looked at us and pointed at Lang Feng: "Don't look at him who usually doesn't speak, this guy is a twenty-year-old miner, he started to fire cannon holes at the age of fourteen, and there are no less than twenty mountains that have been blown up. ”

"You're the God of Cannons?" Panzi on the side opened his eyes wide, obviously having heard of this name.

Lang Feng scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and changed the coldness of the previous few rì: "It's all praised by colleagues, it's just a nickname." ”

Monk Hua said to him: "You don't have to be modest, you have to give full play to your expertise on this occasion." Then he turned to us and said: "Lang Feng hasn't missed a move until now, he said that he fried something into a few pieces, I absolutely believe him, since he said so, I think you can try it, do you have any opinions?" ”

The fat man looked at me, he had experience in snow exploration, he had heard a lot about avalanches, and obviously felt a bit mysterious, but he was on my side, and he saw that I wanted me to express his position.

I thought about it, Chen Pi Ah Si They are real group professional tomb robbers, unlike the third uncle who is still more traditional and likes to use the old way to enter the ancient tomb, these people rely on explosives to the extent that we can't imagine, and Monk Hua said so, this Lang Feng should have quite ability.

So as soon as his heart was crossed, he nodded to the fat man, let's fight, at this time, there is actually no way out, I can't say that they can really listen to me if they blow it up?

After we agreed, Lang Feng and Ye Cheng took out a special Luoyang shovel, began to screw a special shovel head, and made a few burrows in the snow.

Then Lang Feng used several powders to mix a kind of explosive, and buried a few low-power detonators deep into it, I knew that this kind of explosive was originally specially concocted, and the power was only about ten cannons, which was used to drill holes and destroy the sealing stone of the ancient tomb, and after readjusting the formula for Lang Feng, the power must be even less.

Most of the modern tomb robbers have considerable engineering knowledge, and with a few and a few low-powered detonators, they can blow up a hole anywhere that can hold people through, which I have known for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.

Junko was drinking tea on the side, and he went crazy when he saw this scene, he had seen pilgrims planting national flags, he had seen poaching people sneaking out at night, and he had also seen smuggling across the border, but it must have been the first time that he ran up and took out a detonator to blow up the mountain. ran over and stopped Monk Hua and shouted, "What are you doing?" Boss, you're crazy! ”

Before he could finish speaking, Lang Feng knocked him out with a pickaxe behind him, and Junko fell into the snow and dragged him aside.

I looked at it and felt a pain in the back of my head, and I said that when our tour guide was miserable enough, not to mention the way to go, I had to suffer from this. But there's really no way to think about it, Junzi can tolerate everything, and he will definitely not tolerate us blowing up the mountain, after all, he still has to mix here. If you don't knock him unconscious, you can't continue to work.

The fat man asked Monk Hua: "What should we do with this kid in the future?" ”

Monk Hua said: "Ignore him for now, we still have to rely on him to go back, take him to the underground palace, just throw him aside, and then stuff him with more money, what else can he do?" ”

Lang Feng behaved extremely professionally, almost didn't let us interfere, he did it alone, the detonators were arranged according to a model of a stressed structure, and he waved everyone to climb to the bare rock, just in case the chain reaction would wrap us all together.

I originally thought that the sound of the detonator explosion would be very loud, at least a snow wave, but I didn't expect that as soon as Lang Feng pressed the detonator, I didn't hear any sound at all, and I saw that the flat snow surface suddenly cracked, and then large pieces of snow began to pour down the slope like a waterfall, and the slope suddenly became steeper, and our feet were empty all of a sudden.

However, this pouring did not last long, and the rolling snow flakes stopped, revealing a large cloudy, uneven white layer of snow and ice under the slopes, which is the surface of the ancient glacier in the fourth century, which is described in the textbook.

The fat man was on the side with his eyes closed, and he always thought there was no explosion, and I shook him, and he opened his eyes and looked at it, and was surprised: "Ahab, this is really not a sound, God." Then he immediately looked at the top of his head with trepidation.

I don't know if it's luck or Lang Feng's skill, except for the little snow above us that slid down because of the loss of support below, there didn't seem to be any problem. After a while, there was no big loosening, and we gradually relaxed.

I gave Lang Feng a thumbs up, and Pan Zi also patted him and made a powerful gesture.

Lang Feng laughed embarrassedly, but before the corners of his mouth could crack big enough, suddenly a piece of snow fell on his head.

The faces of several people changed, and the fat man hurriedly waved his hand at us, and said in a low voice: "Shhhhhhh ”

We subconsciously calmed down, and a few people looked up again, only to see that about a hundred meters above our heads, on the snow slope, an inconspicuous, but chilling black sè crack gradually appeared, which was slowly bursting, and countless small cracks spread on the snow layer. As the cracks spread, tiny pieces of snow rolled down and hit all around us.

I immediately felt cold and knew what was going on.

It seems that the name of Lang Feng's 'Cannon God' is coming to an end today.