In the relief carving of the town mausoleum, there is a splendid palace at the highest point, the moon city, the corner tower, the inner city, the stele, the quetai, the god wall, the stele pavilion, the sacrificial hall, the spiritual platform and other buildings are all available. The mountains and rivers behind are all vistas, there is no hill cornerstone under the palace, but several rays of glow and rainbow shadows, volleying smoke in the air, surrounded by flying dragons, showing an otherworldly fairy pavilion style.

Further down, the table xiàn is the Shinto under the Xuan Palace. The mountains on both sides of the Shinto Road stretch out, and the towering peaks are dangerous, setting off the majestic pavilions in the sky, and this Shinto Road should be the valley called the Worm Valley.

The fat man looked at it and smiled: "Xianwang Lao'er wants to be a god and wants to go crazy, even the tomb is built like the Jade Emperor's heavenly palace, and he is building a building in the sky, so it is better to bury it directly on the moon." ”

Shirley Yang said: "All the clues say that the king's tomb is in the water dragon halo, even if the water dragon halo is magical, I don't believe that there is a place in this world that violates the principles of physics." The carving on the back of this town's mausoleum must have been artistically processed, or it may have been pointed out otherwise. ”

I said to Shirley Yang and the fat man, "The so-called water dragon just refers to a waterfall with a large flow; That kind of halo is the neon produced by the rise of water vapor, which is tangible and substantial, so it was regarded by the ancients as an immortal bridge, and it is impossible to build buildings on it. The palace carving we see should not be the king's tomb, but the ground sacrificial facilities of the king's tomb, called the Ming Tower. According to the Qin and Han dynasties, the underground palace of the king's tomb should be ten zhang below the ground of this Ming Tower, and this tradition was retained until the end of the Qing Dynasty. ”

Shirley Yang asked me: "If it is a sacrifice to the Ming Tower, that is to say, after the death of the king, at certain intervals, people will enter the Ming Tower to hold a worship ceremony, but according to the records on the human skin map, there is a long-lasting poisonous miasma around the king's tomb, and outsiders cannot enter, so where do the people who worship the king enter from?" Could it be that there is a secret passage through the poisonous mist? ”

There are no more than two reasons for the miasma in the valley, one is due to the topography, deep mountains and valleys, lack of air circulation, and too humid, decaying animals and plants mixed in it, it will produce toxic miasma.

There is another one, which may be that after the completion of the king's tomb and the dedication of the king, the low-lying terrain in the insect valley was used to plant special plants in the depths of the unventilated places, which were themselves poisonous, so as to form a barrier to defend the king's tomb. However, it is not necessarily a poisonous plant, during the Qin and Han dynasties, the technology of refining mercury from mercury sulfide was very mature, and it is also possible that a large amount of mercury was placed nearby, and over time, the mercury volatilized in the air to form a poisonous gas. It's just that this is unlikely, even if the air in the valley is no longer circulating, after all, it is still an exposed space, and there will always be a day when it will disperse, unless the craftsmen who built the tomb of the king have another way.

The three of them discussed, and then took out the blind man's human skin map for comparison, and found that the human skin map was a little less than the Zhenling genealogy, and on the stone carving on the back of the Zhenling genealogy, in a place in the valley, there was a strange-shaped toad engraved, and the toad's mouth was wide open; Near the tomb of King Xian, there is also a symmetrical toad, also with a large open mouth.

On the human skin map, there is only this toad in the valley, and the toad's mouth is closed. The person who drew the human skin map to the King of Dian did not know anything about the situation after the miasma, and only roughly standardized some characteristics of the periphery, and it was clear that the situation inside the tomb of King Xian was absolutely secret and not everyone could know about it.

This small difference, if you don't pay attention, is difficult to notice, because there are many rare birds and beasts on the Zhenling genealogy and the human skin map, and these animals are not necessarily really stored near the tomb of King Xian, and some are only symbolic. This has something to do with the worldview of people in ancient times, just as some ancient maps used dragons to represent rivers and turtles to represent majestic mountains.

This toad is very inconspicuous, and it seems that it is not accurate to say that it is a toad, although the shape is similar, but the posture is definitely not like it. The face is very hateful, the abdomen is swollen, the lower limbs are on the ground, the forelimbs are in the shape of pushing the door, raised in front of the chest, the head is held high, the eyes are round, as if they are dead, the nostrils are turned upwards, and a strange mouth is disproportionate to the body.

I pointed to the toad on the Zhenling spectrum and said: "The two toads inside and outside this are completely symmetrical, and in the whole picture, the symmetrical place inside and outside the valley, only this one is likely to be the passage through the poisonous miasma from the underground during the sacrifice, and the toad's strange mouth should be the gate." There is only one marked on the human skin map, and that is the person who drew the map does not know the internal situation, as long as we find this place in the Worm Valley, we can enter the tomb of the king in the depths. ”

Shirley Young agreed with my judgment, but the fat man didn't understand it at all, so he just listened and listened. We checked the map several times, and as long as we could find the valley, we were sure that we would find a toad that might be hiding a secret path.

We got off the back of the pepper and looked around, and there was a mess around us. The two large trees that fell, the broken jade coffin, the wreckage of the transport plane, and the large eagle owl that was shot into rags by the Chicago typewriter, and most of all the countless bones in the body of the tree.

The fat man kicked the dead eagle owl on the ground with his foot: "It's beaten to a pulp, otherwise if you pluck your hair and roast it, you will have lunch today." ”

I said to the fat man, "Leave that dead bird alone, and then go to the cabin and see if there are any guns and ammunition that can be used." ”

The wreckage of the C-type transport plane had fallen apart completely, and the fat man had ripped open the broken casing and rummaged through it, looking for something that could still be used.

Shirley Young and I went to get the skeleton of the U.S. Air Force pilot out. I took off the double-ended clip in his hand, pinched it a few times, ticking, thinking to myself that the blood oozing out of the jade coffin, dripping on the jade, is also a tick-tick sound, the eagle owl pecked at the tree lizard in the cabin, and also made a sound like a signal, and the sound of the python hitting the jade coffin, where the code of the ghost signal came from, I'm afraid it is impossible to confirm. I prefer to believe that it is the undead of American pilots who are warning us.

However, there was one special thing that caught our attention, and that was that the clothing mark on the pilot's body belonged to the bomber formation, not the transport plane. In addition, there is a piece of white cloth behind his back, which is already in tatters, which reads: The US Air Force, come to China to help in the war, military and civilian personnel, etc., will assist in one.

This means that he is not a member of the C-type transport aircraft.

The climate in this area is complex, and due to the large drop in the alpine basin, the air flow and air pressure are extremely unstable, and it can indeed be said to be a graveyard for aircraft. Perhaps there were other crashed planes in the vicinity, and the survivor fell victim to the jade coffin as he walked out of the jungle.

So I dug a pit in the ground with a sapper shovel and tried to bury the pilot's body, but found that the ground was too wet and full of plant roots, and it was not suitable for burying people, so it was no wonder that the priest was buried in a tree.

I discussed with Shirley Yang and decided to use the wreckage of the C-type transport plane as a coffin for the time being, and temporarily store his bones in Zài, and then notify their people to come and retrieve them back to China when we returned.

At this time, the fat man had already picked up three or four intact Thompson submachine guns, as well as more than a dozen magazines and drums, and immediately helped to roll the bones of the American in a thin blanket, stuff them into the cabin, and then plug the gap in the cabin with stones.

Shirley Young tied a cross with a tree branch and erected it in front of the wreckage of the transport plane, and we stood in front of the cross, Shirley Young silently recited a few words of the Bible, hoping that the U.S. Air Force who had sacrificed his life for human freedom would rest in peace.

This situation reminded me of facing the remains of my fallen comrades on the front line, and suddenly I felt a little sour in my nose, and I hurriedly blinked vigorously and looked up at the sky.

The fat man suddenly took two steps forward and said, "Rest in peace, dear friend, I understand your unfulfilled wishes. We have the responsibility of glorious post-war construction. Rest in peace, dear friends, the white clouds and blue sky will compose a hymn for you, and the top of the green peak will pass a wreath for you. The mountains are full of flowers, and we are told that there is a martyr who is buried here. ”

I have always been helpless about the words and deeds of the fat man, and I can't cry or laugh. Seeing that it was almost noon, and that they would not be able to reach the entrance of the valley today, he beckoned them to set off.

Although the weight of the Thompson submachine gun is very large, after this long night, we fully appreciate the importance of the submachine gun in the jungle. Except for Shirley Yang, who was not used to using this typewriter, the fat man and I each picked one, "Jianwei" and the remaining 64-style pistol, which were temporarily used by Shirley Yang. You can carry as many magazines and drums as you can, and you can also carry the black waterproof plastic bags that are used to encapsulate firearms.

We continued along the Shalong Mountain, eating some dry food to satisfy our hunger as we went. Today's part of the trip was relatively easy, and I learned the lessons of yesterday and tried to choose the slopes close to the mountains to walk. The part where the mountains meet the forest, the vegetation is much more sparse than in the depths of the jungle, and there is neither the humid heat of the jungle nor the cold of the high altitude of the mountains. The fragrance of plants soaked into the heart and spleen, and I suddenly felt refreshed, my mind was clear, and the fatigue of a day and a night seemed to be relieved a lot.

After walking northwest for four or five hours, I saw a large number of flowers and trees, red, white and yellow flowers, all the size of a bowl, and countless large butterflies dancing. There was a small stream that passed through the flowering trees, and in the depths was a forest of trees, that is, tall trees gathered together, layered on top of each other, and noticeably half the height of the nearby plants. This meandering stream may be what the locals call the Snake Creeping River, the water of the Snake River is in this area, all concentrated underground, and there is only this stream on the surface.

The stream flowed through the flowers and trees, through a large forest of forests, and into a deep valley in the distance, where telescopes could not see what was going on inside the valley. I took out the human skin map, looked for nearby references, and confirmed that this was the entrance to the Worm Valley. After this section, as the terrain gets lower and lower, the flow of water gradually increases, and the embankment left by the construction of the tomb of the king should be in front of it. Although the ground is overgrown with weeds and most of it is completely covered with plants, you can still see some fragments of bricks and tiles, which are supposed to be the remains of the Shinto of the king's tomb.

When we finally arrived at the Worm Valley, we couldn't help but be in good spirits, and we quickened our pace, preparing to camp and rest near the ruins of the embankment. Walking into the flower tree, at the beginning of these low flower trees compete to open, colorful, indescribable purple and red, and in the depths of the bush, the color is red flowers and red leaves, as far as the eye can see, such as a huge fire cloud, a group of golden silk phoenix butterflies shuttle in the red flower bush.

It's a fairy-like place, two worlds compared to the eerie jungle where we spent the night not far away. The fat man said: "It's a pity that I don't know where to throw those two insect nets, otherwise we can make a lot of money by catching hundreds of butterflies and taking them back to Beijing to sell as specimens." It seems that there are a lot of ways to make money in this world, but if you don't come out to see it, how can you think of it if you stay in the city. ”

Shirley Yang said: "These red-flowered and red-leaved flowering trees, called peathered holy ferns, formed before the Tertiary period, tens of millions of years ago. The creatures of the same generation were basically extinct in the vicissitudes of life, and the holy fern became a relict plant. It grows mainly in dark, cool dense forests. I'm afraid that these xenomorph butterflies are only found in this vicinity, and if you catch hundreds of them at a time, won't you want to make this rare money butterfly extinct along with the Feather Cracked Holy Fern? ”

The fat man said angrily: "Really, you just like to teach others, I'm just talking about it in passing, really let the fat man catch butterflies, I can't hold back that temperament." The little butterfly is gone if you catch it casually, how can there be an inverted bucket to be affordable, and a bright vessel is enough for half a lifetime to eat, drink and enjoy. ”

As they spoke, the three of them walked through the flowers and trees, looking for the remains of the ancient Shinto, and came to the area where the flowers and trees met the trees, which was the entrance to the Worm Valley. As we get closer to the tomb of King Xian, the remains of ancient times are becoming more and more obvious.

There are two bare stone mountains at the mouth of the valley, which are very dazzling, but they are shaded by the forest on top of the forest, and the bare stone mountains inside are not visible from the outside. No one thought that in such a dense jungle, there were two huge rocks without any grass, abrupt and weird.

When we looked at them, we all felt that these two stones looked like something, and when we looked closely, we could see that each of them had an eye painted with black paint, but it was not the shape of an eyeball like a dustball, but an eyelash eye, with a deep and majestic gaze, although the composition was rough, but it was extremely expressive. Could this be a sign that the dead King Xian is watching with his eyes on everyone who dares to enter this valley?

Shirley Yang walked closer to look at the rock, turned to us and said, "This is a meteorite split in two, and most of the nearby crashes are related to it." ”