After letting the man go, Cha Wenbin asked, "What do you think?" ”

Chaozi fiddled with the trigger and said, "As long as you don't get into trouble, if you come again, you will really have to use the gun." Zhuo Xiong also nodded and said: "Next time, if there is another conflict, I am afraid that I will see red." ”

"I mean the mark on his chest."

"God knows, maybe it's really a wild man, China is too big, and there are too many things I don't know. As long as he doesn't oppose us, he goes with him. ”

The sun is full of sprinkled in the forest, the fog is churning from time to time, and there are occasionally one or two white-winged birds flying over in the distance.

It's already the seventh day, and they haven't seen the legendary "holy lake" yet, except for the forest and the forest, and even the game tastes like chewing wax.

The mountains here are higher than the other, and there is no chance to climb to the top and see from afar, so it seems that it is not so simple to find a lake like this.

Cha Wenbin's mentality is better than theirs, if you can find it, it is an opportunity, and if you can't find it, it is fate: "In the land of Wolong in the Qinling Mountains, the mountains are changing, the wind and clouds are moving, the weather is thousands, and there are dragon veins and phoenix slopes everywhere, and it is worth the trip to have the opportunity to come here." ”

On the tenth day, they finally found a lake, but the water of this lake was very cool, and it was not the warm lake that Little Bucktooth had been to back then. That night, they set up camp on the edge of the lake, and Chaozi used his hand line to catch a few large fish from the lake, the scales of this fish have decayed, and the flesh is tender, which is typical of the cold-water fish of the highlands, and it is said that this thing only grows one or two meat a year.

"Little bucktooth, what was the 'snake master' who came to find you back then?" Cha Wenbin asked.

Xiao Bucktooth said with a slightly self-deprecating tone: "Just a local cultural relics dealer, after all, people at our level know less, and the less you know about this business, the safer it is." ”

Cha Wenbin didn't ask any more, he understood a little in his heart, how could ordinary people easily find the legendary "Holy Lake", he was used to being used by others, and he unconsciously became a little more guarded.

Headless and brainless through the forest, it lasted like this for half a month, this place is too big and too primitive, there are no coordinates and no map, they gradually began to lose patience in the vast forest, Yu Dayong already wanted to go down the mountain.

Maybe it's the endless road, maybe it's supposed to be arranged like this, when the mountain was behind a big tree when it was convenient, he found a canned bottle.

"There's a glass bottle here, you see."

"It's rare, there is still canned food to eat in this hellish place." Chaozi turned out that can, it was a canned yellow peach, the lid on it was still there, and with his sensitivity, he quickly locked in the production date. "Something from four years ago, it wasn't cheap at the time."

"I'll see." Little Bucktooth took the can and glanced at it, and then laughed: "Isn't this what I ate back then!" ”

When Little Bucktooth escaped, there were only two cans left in his backpack, and he was reluctant to eat them, and he remembered that the two cans were eaten in three days.

Chaozi asked with a hint of surprise: "In other words, you have been to this place before, and the farthest is not more than three days?" ”

"Sure, this is the supplies we brought with us at the time, I dare we pack the tickets and we're about to find them."

Days of inaction have been swept away, and there is nothing more gratifying than approaching the destination, and the bottle left by the little bucktooth is now the only coordinate, and a mysterious lake is finally about to be revealed to the world.

Two days later, when they saw a lake glowing white in the middle of the five peaks, everyone was stunned, it was so beautiful.

This lake looks very much like the Tianchi of Changbai Mountain, the five peaks are like the five fingers of a person are closed upward, holding a crystal in the middle, everyone cheered and rushed to the lake, they even found the camp of the year, the tent brought by those people is still there, and Chaozi even found a small diesel generator.

The water was as warm as Little Bucktooth had described, and they jumped into it and took a good bath. The generator can still be used, the light bulb from a few years ago can be lit, and in the tent where the "snake master" stayed, they also found a batch of more useful materials: guns and grenades, all submachine guns and American grenades. What makes it even more rare for them is that there is a radio here.

After Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong checked the equipment, they called Cha Wenbin over softly: "Brother Wenbin, the equipment of this group of people is not like a group of tomb robbers, these things are only available to mercenaries." All-American equipment, domestic gangsters will never be able to get this level of things, these things are used by special forces. ”

"Let's look at the situation first, you two are clever, just keep an eye on it."

At night, Chaozi was bored, fiddling with the radio, changing two batteries, and after he was tinkering with it for a while, the thing really made a sound.

It's in the middle of nowhere, the signal here is not very good, and after tinkering for a long time, Chaozi locked on a radio station full of noise, which was playing a night emotional program.

In the field, the radio is a very good channel to relieve boredom, and a few people who are far away from the fireworks in the world have come over to listen to the female anchor and the audience teasing there. Suddenly, after a period of noise, the radio completely became the noise of "Ziz", and the unpleasant mountain shouted for Chaozi to repair it again.

Chaozi found a wooden stick on the spot and made a simple signal receiver out of a pile of old wires, which was the kind of bamboo pole commonly used to watch TV in rural areas in the past. After constantly adjusting the direction, the radio returned to normal.

"I don't think you're going to do this."

Chaozi smiled: "Back then, when I patrolled the mountains in the army all year round, I relied on this method to relieve my boredom. ”

Zhuo Xiong got up to relieve his hand, the line was a little long, and the outside of the black cloth was not clear to see, and he stumbled under his feet, and with a "bang", the erected receiver was pulled down.

", you're blind." Chaozi got up and was about to continue again, when suddenly a voice came from the radio: "Master Snake, did you say we could find it tomorrow?" Then there was another "Zla" distraction. After a while, another voice said, "Tomorrow should be the right day, if I am not wrong, we will be able to go in the direction." ”

"**, what the hell?" Chaozi turned around and asked, Cha Wenbin made a silent gesture at him, and saw that everyone was gathered around the small radio.

"What about the group after they got in?" One of the men inside asked.

"After getting the things, all of them were done, and human life was the least valuable."

"Hey, hey." A man smiled strangely: "Master Snake, can the group of people who connected it be able to cash in, that is an astronomical amount." ”

"They are different from us, we lick blood on the tip of the knife, they are all at the level of the sky, there is no need to get along with us."

"Where the hell did they come from? And the one called Lao Dao seems to be in good hands. ”

"They are ......"

"Snake master, snake master." Suddenly, the voice of the little bucktooth came from the radio: "There is still smoke, no, we are gone." ”

Then, the radio fell into a noise again, and no matter how much the superton turned, it never returned to normal.

Xiao Luoya sat on the ground and said with a pale face: "This, it's very similar to we were here four years ago, I remember I asked the snake master to smoke." But those people later died, how could this radio be? ”

There was silence for a while, no one could explain what was going on, and a conversation that happened four years ago appeared on a radio channel four years later, and one of them was sure to be Bucktooth.

After being silent for a long time, Cha Wenbin opened his mouth first: "It seems that you are lucky, originally they planned to kill you too." ”

Xiao Luoya's eyes were a little dull, and suddenly he grabbed Cha Wenbin's hand like crazy and said: "Dao Chief, you save me, you save me, this must be their death haunted and scare me again, they will definitely not let me go, you save me!" ”

"You get up for me." Chaozi pulled him up: "If you want to be haunted, there is no need to be afraid of so many people here." ”

Cha Wenbin got up and picked up the compass and put it in his hand to take a look, but unexpectedly the pointer was shaking, and it kept shaking back and forth between the two directions: "What a strong magnetic field!" ”

"I see!" Chaozi said: "There is a magnetic field here, and the magnetic field will record some of the things that happened back then, and then constantly release them through the radio waves, which is not haunted." ”

In the past, it was common to hear the sound of people talking in some deep mountains and valleys, but when you look back and there is no one, most people will think that it is haunted. Summing up these things, it was later found that such things often occur in thunderstorms, and there are often strong magnetic fields around, and it was not until later that short waves were gradually understood that the reason for the existence of this phenomenon was explained.

"Boom" Thunder began to sound in the distant sky, and after a while, it began to rain heavily. Xiao Luoya was frightened and didn't dare to close his eyes all night, and Cha Wenbin felt more and more that this matter was not so simple.

Cha Wenbin, Chaozi, and Zhuo Xiong sat in the tent.

"What do you think?"

Zhuo Xiong said: "There is a person mentioned in it. ”

Cha Wenbin nodded and said, "Old knife!" ”