Chapter 1 The Story of Lake Baikal

I called Xiang Nan, but she didn't mention anything about what happened, only told me that she needed to use a keel blade, and she didn't say anything about letting me come - hey, actually, even this short message was sent by Xiao Jun on her phone!

It's just that since I know about this matter, I have to ask, Xiang Nan knows my temper, so I just said it a little, saying that I had trouble dealing with one of the ancestral witches in Lake Baikal, and I was repeatedly blocked, but it was not a big deal, and the family was a little anxious for so long, and she hit me on the keel blade with the idea, but she felt that it was not suitable so she didn't agree, and after a few days of rubbing, Xiaojun couldn't stand it, so she simply took this matter on his behalf......

Although it is good to say this, but listening to what Xiang Nan meant, she was also a little shaken - it is obvious that things that can be handled simply with the dragon bone blade are hard stuck in this place for the sake of one face, why do you say that the Chu family bother?

I immediately responded, saying that I personally sent the keel blade over, Xiang Nan didn't say much after two excuses, discussed letting me go back to Shudu and wait, and immediately arranged for someone to rush to take me to the Russian Embassy in Shudu to go through the formalities, the time is very tight, if it is suitable, it will be on time tomorrow afternoon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I have no opinion on going back to Shudu, I was also going to go back to Shudu, but the purpose was to visit the old man Zhuge and ask for advice, mainly to inquire about the keel blade, but now she sings this play, which makes me a little nervous - the old man Zhuge is not an ordinary person after all, I went over to ask questions, and I left after asking, which is really too inappropriate, right?

Therefore, I put the matter of visiting the old man on the back for the time being, anyway, so much time has passed and it is not bad for these few days, so I am ready to go back and ask Uncle Dajiu first, which is also a convention:

But as long as the things I don't understand involve history, nothing else is guaranteed, and the old man must know the records in the history of the Eight Classics, and it is absolutely right to find him!

Therefore, I immediately contacted Uncle Jiu, and asked the old man the questions I was going to consult, and then made an appointment to meet at the teahouse in the evening, and Uncle Jiu asked me to go to his house for dinner and pushed it - not that I didn't want to, but this time was a little inappropriate, and I had to hurry up to make up for some used things after I returned to Shudu, and it was estimated that this meal would have to be solved on the way again.

After the bus arrived in Anshui, according to the schedule, it was a free activity today, which was to let everyone take a breath, I took the opportunity to find Professor Sun, and told him that I was going to go out for a little private matter, and it was estimated that it would take at least a few days, and the old man was very upright about it, and even said that it was okay, okay, even if I delayed for a while, don't rush back......

This makes me wonder a little, you said this is the singing play?

I have been a little bit of a problem since I was a child, and immediately grabbed Professor Sun and asked, and asked him to explain, Professor Sun smiled bitterly and said: "Ahem, we are going to visit and study in Mianyang tomorrow, and several other teachers have asked me privately on the way, saying can you not go-"

Hey, I'm going to be a stinky sock when I win a game!

Things in the world are like this, who knows whether it's a blessing or a curse, I don't dwell on it too much, since they are like this, I'm happy and relaxed, and I don't plan to come back for the time being after going back to do things, not to mention anything else, it's always okay to stay at home and rest for a few days......

Originally, I didn't plan to take the little pig back to Shudu, but this kid is more difficult than me, saying that a dog skin plaster has lifted him, so I really can't do it, so I can only take him back by the way, let him stay at my home to practice some basic skills, as for going to Russia, he is not old enough to think about it, he has no opinion on this.

Drove in the car, we hurriedly rushed to Shudu, just after lunch, but our family did not go back to the Biluogou Guanyin Temple, first of all, ready to make up for the incense ash in front of the Buddha - although they are all incense ash, but the incense ash and the incense ash are also different, the effect is far away, so I chose to go to the Guanyin Temple.

The incense in front of the Buddha, in fact, is the incense ash, when you go to worship the Buddha and burn incense, you can always see a huge iron incense burner outside the main hall, of course, there are stone incense burners and copper incense burners, etc., after several years of continuous burning incense, the wall of the incense burner will be attached to a thick layer of incense ash, that is, what we call the incense ash in front of the Buddha.

The more the incense ash has been thought for a long time, the more vigorous the incense, the more powerful the effect of the incense ash, but after war and turmoil, there are not many ancient temples in our China, even if there is, the incense ash in front of the Buddha is only a few decades of scale, far from the point where the fierce god can be beaten out in the movie.

Guanyin Temple is not a tourist attraction, so the incense of the temple is not too prosperous, but it is better for a long time, I also have a little relationship with the old host there, and I contacted after the matter here, I thought I would go to pick it up later, but I simply went to take it after this incident, and it was a guarantee to stay on my body.

Without further ado, we took the incense ash back in two hours, and then we went to another place that sold antiques, got some old coffin nails, took it and buried it in a cinnabar jar, ready to take it directly to Russia; In addition, I also went to Lao Wang to get something, and it was not a simple thing, but a lightning strike peachwood, a lightning strike wood that contains one of the nine fires, the thunder energy of the heavenly fire, and it is also an excellent killing weapon to deal with demons.

These are all I called some time ago.,The price is all said.,Go to the place and take it directly.,Of course, I got something else by the way.,It's almost to make up for those things.。

So, this afternoon was busy on the road, and when everything was over, I returned to Shudu, the time had reached seven o'clock in the evening, and there was still nearly an hour before the event agreed with Uncle Dajiu.

On the way, I checked the information of Lake Baikal, its name comes from the ancient Su Shen language 'Beihaier Lake', called 'Beihai' in the Han Dynasty, located in the south of Eastern Siberia, Russia, is the oldest lake in the world, the seventh largest lake in the world, and the shape is crescent-shaped.

Lake Baikal was once the main activity area of the nomadic people in the northern part of ancient China, and the land of Suwu shepherd sheep in the Han Dynasty, and the lake was rich in animal and plant resources. The lake has good water quality and a depth of 40.5 meters, and is known as the 'Bright Eye of Siberia'. In 2015, Lake Baikal had a total volume of 23.6 trillion cubic meters and a maximum depth of 1,637 meters, containing about 20% of the earth's total freshwater volume, equivalent to the total water volume of the five Great Lakes in North America, more than the entire Baltic Sea, and the largest freshwater lake in the world. With more than 300 hot springs and sunny shores, the lake is the largest health resort in eastern Russia. In 1996, it was included in the World List of Human Culture and Nature Conservation.

However, in the late Qing Dynasty, this place was assigned to Tsarist Russia by a piece of "Sino-Russian Treaty of Nebuchu", and since then it has no relationship with China.

These sources of information are not much to chew on Baidu, and they can be found by a person, and when they sit in the teahouse to meet Uncle Dajiu, he directly brought a few casual words, and instead told me a more alternative story - or, this is what I need to know.

Oh, wrong, this should be called history, not a story.

It happened more than 100 years ago, in March of the Gregorian calendar in 1917.

At that time, the February Revolution broke out in Russia, the Romanov dynasty was overthrown, and a new regime was established for the workers and soldiers of Petrograd - the Soviet of Workers' and Soldiers' Deputies. At the same time, the bourgeoisie, with the support of the Mensheviks and the Socialist-Revolutionaries, formed the Russian Provisional Government, creating a situation in which two regimes coexisted.

However, the Provisional Government was overthrown in the subsequent October Revolution, and the Bolsheviks took power and withdrew from World War I by signing the Peace Treaty of Brest with the German Empire and its ally, Austria-Hungary.

On November 11, 1918, after the end of World War I, Britain, France, Japan, Poland, the United States and other countries intervened in the Russian Revolution because they were dissatisfied with Russia's unilateral withdrawal from the war against the German Empire and the debt of Tsarist Russia. The various factions with completely different political views in the former Russian Empire, including the royalists, militarists, liberal democrats, and moderate socialists who supported the tsar, united against the Bolsheviks, and organized a large and vast White Army against the Red Army.

However, the White Army was eventually defeated by the Red Army, and in November 1919 its stronghold of Omsk in western Siberia fell. In order to preserve their strength, the White Army tried to retreat to central Siberia, which was difficult for the Red Army to catch. According to statistics, the total number of soldiers and civilians who embarked on the road of fleeing at that time reached 1.25 million. Among them, there were about 500,000 White troops, and 750,000 nobles and monks from the Tsarist era, including women and children. They took 500 tons of gold and silver treasures left behind by the Romanov dynasty, the last funds for the restoration of the Tsar, and began their journey on the fleeing journey with grain in horse-drawn carts.

It was a long migration that spanned 8,000 kilometers. It's November, and the snow is heavy in Siberia, and the temperature is around -20 degrees Celsius. Nearly 200,000 people froze to death overnight alone.

Three months later, the 1.25 million contingent was reduced to 250,000. Food and fuel had run out, and horses were falling one by one. In the end, they had to give up the 500 tons of gold and hold out to Irkutsk, 2,000 kilometers away. In front of them was the frozen Lake Belga.

The surface of the lake is as transparent as a mirror, and it glows blue against the backdrop of the setting sun, making it particularly beautiful. The lake is 80 kilometers wide, which is not an insurmountable distance.

The vanguard of the White Army estimated that the thickness of the ice reached 3 meters, and there should be no problems. Even if there is any contingency, there is no second way to choose, after all, there are pursuers behind.

A group of 250,000 people stepped onto the ice. The blue light seems to be guiding them, and following the light all the way is the hope of life. However, in the extremely cold Siberian plains, the cold snap raged like a grumpy child, and the temperature around the area plummeted to minus 70 degrees Celsius due to heavy snow and a cold air rushing.

Losing consciousness is only a matter of moments. On the vast surface of the lake, the fleeing people seemed to have been enchanted by some kind of magic, and the surrounding air was solidified. There are still some consciousness left, trying to move their feet, but their feet are stuck to the ice, and they can't pull them up even if they are broken.

The only sound of a blizzard raging in the air remained, and not a single wail of people could be heard. Maybe the sound was frozen, maybe it happened so fast that they didn't even have time to call for help before they froze to death.

A few months later, spring finally arrived in Siberia. The sound of glacial cracks can be heard on Lake Baikal, and the world's largest freshwater lake has returned to life.

As the snow melted, 250,000 bodies were swallowed up by the lake and sank forever to the bottom of the water at 1,637 meters...... (To be continued.) )