Compared with last night, the color of this bronze coffin is brighter, as if it was washed by the blood that flowed from the coffin last night, and under the noon daylight, the bronze coffin flashed blue, dazzling, as if it was brand new.

Qin Guiren stepped forward and tried to talk to the young villagers, but it seemed that only the dead village chief could speak Chinese in the entire village, and the others could not understand what Qin Guiren was saying. However, after comparing with each other, the two groups could still understand each other's meaning, and one of the villagers pointed at Qin Guiren, and then pointed at himself, said a local word, and then walked towards the mountains and forests by himself.

Qin Guiren and the others did not dare to slack off, and followed the steps of the villagers and once again stepped into the dense mountain forest.

I won't repeat the ups and downs along the way, but in the deep mountains and old forests, it is really normal to encounter some poisonous snakes and poisonous insects, and there is no need to talk about them here.

The group went on the road in this way, and this walk was a full five days. What made Qin Guiren and them puzzled was that the six young men carrying the coffin almost never talked to each other, they seemed to be in a hurry, they hardly had any time to rest during the day, and when they were hungry, they took out dry food from their backpacks and ate while walking. At night, they also had very little time to rest, and several people took turns to keep vigil, and each vigil was composed of a villager and a soldier of Qin Guiren, which showed that they did not trust each other. They spent every night with the crackling of the fire and the eerie rustling of the depths of the forest, barely getting a good night's sleep.

On the third day, Qin Guiren and the others gradually felt that they couldn't keep up with the footsteps of those mountain people, and those mountain people didn't seem to be affected at all, and they still hurried on their own, and they didn't seem to take them seriously. A few times, the cooks shouted to the mountain people to let them walk slowly, but the mountain people were only stunned for a moment and did not slow down.

The cook complained, "What the hell is this trying to take us out, looking at this momentum, it just wants to get rid of us." ”

Qin Guiren also had the same feeling at this time, but as the leader of this team, he had to stabilize everyone's emotions and said: "Don't talk nonsense, since people promised to take us out of the mountain, they won't lie to us, I see that they are in such a hurry, there should be something urgent." ”

"No matter how anxious you are, you don't need such a way to walk, I don't think they're human, they've walked so far, let's not talk about whether they're tired or not, I don't think they're even sweating, it's fucking weird." The cook thought to himself that the mountain people couldn't understand what he was saying anyway, so he said loudly.

Qin Guihe said while chopping the vine branches and leaves on the road with a knife: "I think what Lao Han said is right, it's too strange." If you think about it, even if they are mountain people, and their foot strength is better than that of ordinary people, but we are also regular troops, and we must have received more training than them, and we are tired like this, and they are still carrying the bronze coffin together, and they are walking so fast, it is incredible. ”

After thinking about it, Qin Guihe's words are indeed very right, although they are not too much of that huge bronze coffin, but judging from the volume and material alone, its weight must not be light. In such a winding mountain forest, they carried the bronze coffin, not only to keep the balance of the coffin body at all times from falling, but also to walk like flying, calmly, almost as if walking on the ground, this matter, the more the soldiers thought about it, the more bizarre it became, and they couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs.

Qin Guihe walked to Qin Guiren's side and whispered, "Brother, I see that these villagers have a problem, should we check it out at night?" ”

Qin Guihe replied softly: "It's not just those villagers, in my opinion, the whole village is weird. There must be a problem with them carrying the bronze coffin, and from now on, you should pay more attention to them. ”

Qin Guihe nodded, and continued to open the road with his machete, and he didn't know if the villagers in front of the road heard their conversation.

From then on, they did not dare to relax their vigilance against the six villagers for a moment. It's a little funny to think about this thing, after all, Qin Guiren and the others are all People's Liberation Army with real guns and nuclear bombs, and the six coffin bearers are just some unarmed villagers, but in the current form, these soldiers are a little afraid of those villagers.

Under the close surveillance of everyone, the strangeness of those villagers soon became apparent.

At dusk that day, they were still desperately hurrying, the villagers were walking very fast in front, and Qin Guiren and the others did not dare to stop, almost trotting forward.

It was the cook's turn to open the way, and he kept swinging his machete at the branches that stood in his way, but he was obviously not good at it, and it was not difficult for him to cut out the shredded potatoes like needles and threads, but it was not easy for him to cut down the tough vines.

There was no word all the way, walking and walking, and suddenly the cooking soldier screamed "wow", and the figure flashed, and disappeared into the bushes in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

Qin Guiren and the others hurriedly went over to check, and it turned out that the cooking soldier had slipped into a gutter. The gutter was not large, estimated to be three square meters in size, but it was extremely deep, and it was right in the middle of the mountain road they were walking, and there were small steep slopes on both sides, which were not easy to walk. Unfortunately, the hole in the gutter is covered with weeds, and if people walk here, it is easy to fall into the gutter if they are not very careful, and without the help of others, they will not be able to climb out for a while, which is simply a natural trap.

Qin Guiren and the others quickly pulled the cooking soldier up, fortunately, the cooking soldier did not suffer too much, but there were a few abrasions on his arm, and there was no major problem.

"It's really fucking unlucky, those people in front of me didn't remind Lao Tzu, they were all fucking dumb!" The cook was dissatisfied.

Qin Guiren shouted: "Okay, okay, don't always complain, old men, you see, those villagers don't even mean to wait for us, if we don't leave quickly, I'm afraid we will be lost." ”

Everyone looked up, and sure enough, the villagers had already walked far away, and they could almost only see a few heads walking in the distance. Qin Guiren gave an order, and everyone hurriedly ran forward.

But as he ran, Qin Guiren had doubts in his heart: he could see clearly just now that those villagers walked over from the place where the cooking soldiers fell into the gutter, but why didn't they fall into it? If the villagers had sharp eyes and found the gutter, but they had to jump to get past it anyway, but he had seen it very accurately just now, and the bronze coffin had always been very stable. No, actually, from the very beginning of the village, the bronze coffin almost never bumped, and walking between this rugged mountain road, the bronze coffin was so smooth that it was even a little abnormal.

The more Qin Guiren thought about it, the more wrong it became, and then a cold sweat came down. He found that he and the other soldiers had overlooked a very important detail from the beginning - the six coffin bearers had always been ahead of them, but they did not use knives to open the way like Qin Guiren and the others, but went all the way unimpeded. However, the path that Qin Guiren and the others walked along their steps was full of thorns and vines, and they had to use a machete to open the way before they could walk.

What is this for? Could the villagers be able to walk through the trees? Why did they carry the bronze coffin across the gutter without any bumps? Didn't the villagers walk over it, but floated over it?

Thinking of this, Qin Guiren's heart was beating fast, his mouth was dry, and he was extremely nervous. Fortunately, he noticed that the others had not noticed these very small details, otherwise it would have caused a certain amount of panic. However, this speculation is so bizarre that even he himself does not believe it very much. It seems that if you want to know the truth of all the truths, you have to test it yourself.

At night, the villagers lit a fire and beckoned Qin Guiren and others to come over. Several men lay down around the fire, where the cooks had reached their limits and were gasping for air.

Qin Guiren said: "I'll keep the first shift, you all go to bed first." ”

It didn't take long for him to hear the heavy snoring of the cook, he was really tired, he could still be half-asleep and vigilant a few nights ago, but now, he couldn't take care of it so much, his eyes closed, and he almost instantly entered a dream.

The villagers also lined up the vigil after a while, and the first vigil was a young man with high cheekbones, he and Qin Guiren sat by the fire, and they didn't say anything to each other, just sat there.

Time passed minute by minute, and Qin Guiren looked up at the starry sky in the sky from time to time. The starry sky there is far from comparable to that of the city, the land is dark, the Milky Way has never been so clear in the sky, and the Big Dipper in the sky is clearly visible. When Qin Guiren and the others had not yet entered the village, they had tried to use the starry sky as a guide to hurry, but the mountains and forests were too dense, and they often walked a few steps to the starry sky in the sky and were blocked by the dense canopy, and when they saw the North Star again, they found that they had deviated from the original route and were lost in the dense mountain forest again.

Qin Guiren took out half a cigarette from his coat pocket, lit it with the fire of the fire, took a deep breath, and then handed the cigarette to the villager. For a man who can smoke, two strange men toast each other with a cigarette, and the relationship between them will immediately become much closer. However, the villager just glanced back at Qin Guiren lightly, and did not speak, so he turned his head away and ignored him.

Qin Guiren saw that the other party didn't give him face, so he smiled bitterly twice, put the half of the cigarette in his mouth, and said, "I'll go to the toilet." ”

The villager looked up at him again, but still didn't say anything. Qin Guiren bypassed the fire and deliberately came to a tree closest to the bronze coffin. After peeing, Qin Guiren did not immediately return to the place where he was sitting just now, but carefully turned his head and looked at the bronze coffin, and the other five villagers sleeping around the bronze coffin.

The snoring sounded everywhere, and the five villagers seemed to be sleeping soundly, and when they saw that the villager who was keeping vigil didn't notice him, Qin Guiren mustered up his courage, walked to the bronze pipe, and quietly squatted down.

It was the first time he had looked at this bronze coffin so closely, and after this closer look, he finally saw the totemic runes on the bronze coffin. It turned out that the totem runes on the bronze coffin were not depicted with auspicious cloud patterns, but with some mountains, rivers, plants, birds and animals, but the painting method was relatively abstract, almost a few simple arcs, so it looked like auspicious cloud patterns from a distance. Moreover, between those patterns, there are indeed some unidentified characters, which do not look like Hanzi, but like words composed of several tadpole-like lines.

The bronze coffin looked very heavy, but it looked very easy when watching the six villagers carry the coffin, which not only made Qin Guiren quite curious, he wanted to lift it with his own hands and try how heavy this bronze coffin was.

However, thinking of the continuous flow of red blood from this bronze coffin that night, Qin Guiren retreated a little. However, after all, he was a soldier, and this blood was still there, so he immediately gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and he was about to reach out to carry the bronze coffin.

Just as Qin Guiren's hand was about to touch the bronze coffin, suddenly, a slender and cold hand grabbed his wrist tightly.