After dawn, Ah four-wheel drive, Zhao Haipeng and I took the mobile phone to locate it, and returned to the mountain where the small lake was hidden, leaving only Shui He and Second Brother Qiao in the city, staring at the news of the plum haunt in case of "leaking pockets". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time, because we were not as anxious as yesterday, so before entering the mountain, we made some preparations, in addition to each person took a dagger and fairy brew for self-defense, I also found out through my mobile phone and the Internet, the southwest suburbs, the origin of the "nameless mountain" where the female plum was lost.

It turned out that the place I went to yesterday was called "Black Valley Mountain", which is the remnant of Nanshan District, a famous suburb of our city.

As the name suggests, the mountains are fragmented and intertwined, and the whole mountain is fragmented into "fragments" by the kind of canyons and lakes I encountered yesterday.

Those valleys are deep and humid, the sunlight is not direct, and the green mist does not see the sun all year round, so they are named "Black Valley" by the locals.

Like many of the famous mountains in our city, the Black Valley Mountain is very rich in groundwater resources, so often at the end of the valley, you can see many springs and small lakes where groundwater gathers.

That kind of water is called "wild springs" by the locals.

So I guess that the place where I met last night, where the plum was lost and I met the ghost, was also a small Hubo formed by a wild spring mountain stream.

Driving, getting off the road, when Ah Si drove off the expressway under my guidance, followed the dirt road all the way south, and drove into the mountain pass where I entered the mountain yesterday evening, I suddenly saw it in front of the stone road...... A puddle of black blood?!

Suddenly, I realized that the blood was the blood of the "Yellow Dog" that had been wounded by me last night.

Can...... What about corpses?

Since there was blood at the scene, it meant that last night's events were not all dreams or hallucinations, but the absence of the corpse of the yellow dog made me think about it.

I can't figure out, I can't figure out why the yellow dog disappeared, whether the body was carried away by some beast, or if, like my dream last night, it didn't die because of my blow.

This place is really too bizarre, it seems that there is really something in this vicinity, distorting the boundary between reality and illusion, or there are really those ghosts and ghosts, secretly controlling people's souls, making people lose their souls in addition to the true and false.

Everyone, they want to know the truth, right?

Soon, the car drove past the residual blood spit out by the yellow dog, and continued to drive forward until it could no longer move forward, stopped, and opened the door.

The road conditions were not good, so Haipeng and Ah Si and I naturally got out of the car, and then we walked together, following my memory around a narrow and low mountain pass, and came to the entrance of the basin where the small lake was located.

And then...... I was overwhelmed by what I saw!

Because at this moment, in front of us, there is no so-called blue water lake at all, but instead of a grass depression, there is no water in the depression, in addition to the white grass is the "dog's tail", there is actually a farmer leading the old cattle to graze.

The rippling lake that was still there last night suddenly turned into a grass depression, and no one could stand it, even Zhao Haipeng and Ah Si looked at me, and they didn't understand what was going on at all.

Ah Si shrugged his shoulders and asked me, "Third brother, we can't be mistaken, right? There is no lake here, there are cows!"

"Impossible!" I shook my head, stretched out my hand and pointed to the lonely tombs and pine forests on the distant mountain, "I have seen all those graves and trees, and they are exactly the same as yesterday, this mountain is still that mountain, but there is no water in the basin!"

"That's too ...... Ah Si scratched his head and said, "According to what you said, it is a small lake, how can the water in this lake completely disappear overnight.....?

After Ah Si said the word haunted, he suddenly stopped saying it, because of the phenomenon we are experiencing now...... It seems to be haunted!

"Forget it!" I shook my hand and pointed to the old man herding the cattle and said, "What's the matter, ask the people first, maybe the locals know something." ”

My words made everyone nod, and then the three of us went up to the old man and asked if there was a lake here, or if there used to be.

After meeting and greeting, I found that the old man was not too old, probably in his early fifties, but probably because of the wind and sun, his forehead was wrinkled, and he looked unusually honest and kind when he stood among the five cattle he was garging.

"Old man!" Zhao Haipeng handed the old man a cigarette, and then asked, "What kind of boundary is this?

The old man looked at us in some surprise, obviously not knowing what we were doing.

However, he still took Zhao Haipeng's cigarette, and told us that this place is called "Miaotoukou", neither a scenic spot nor a forest area, and has never heard of any lake, the only season with water here is in the rainy season of July and August every year, when the rain on the mountain is heavy, occasionally a pool of water can be formed here, but at most it is not above the ankle level, at best it is a large puddle.

The old man's words confirmed Ah Si's judgment, and I was disappointed, but I couldn't figure out what yesterday's events meant.

If it's a fantasy, why does the yellow dog that attacked me leave a pool of blood, and Numei will really exist in the world, but if it's reality, how can there be no lake here, and there is no water in the lake?

If there is no water, how can we talk about springs and lakes?

Seeing the inexplicable situation, I shrugged my shoulders and suggested, "Why don't we all look for it separately?

Seeing my suggestion, Ah Si and Hai Peng both nodded, and then we scattered among the gadflies and the cattle barking, carefully searching for any clues that might exist in the grass depression.

During the process, Zhao Haipeng was looking at the military compass he was carrying with him from time to time, Ah Si was careful to avoid the horns of the cow, and I continued to think about what Numei said.

Xiao Meizi told me the word "wind" under the table, so it seemed that if she wanted to save her, everything was inseparable from that word.

But I looked around for a long time, and I really couldn't find anything to do with the wind, and this low-lying terrain was surrounded by mountains, and the weather was clear, and I couldn't feel the obvious air flow.

The word "wind" ...... Is it something else?

As I thought and walked, I couldn't help but miss a bite under my feet, and suddenly stepped on a crunchy thing that made a clicking sound and then slightly scratched the center of my foot.

In the midst of the strangeness, I lowered my head. Then I saw that the thing was...... Half a beer bottle.

I bent down and picked up the beer bottle, and was about to take a closer look at it, only to realize that there was a slightly metallic thing pressed under the bottle.

Seem...... Is it a coin??

Casually, I scooped up the money and looked at it a few times.

It was a very corroded ancient coin, and I could scarcely associate it with metalwork except for the copper that remained at its edges.

In the rust, this ancient money can't find the name of the age at all, as if it is a corpse lost in the long river of history.

Seeing that I was holding a copper coin in my hand, the old man who was herding the cattle was collecting the cattle and going home, and he happened to pass by me, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the tombs on the mountain opposite us and said, "Look, they have washed down from the mountains! Those graves are a bit old, and occasionally some things will be washed down, but don't be mischievous, those graves are not very clean!" (To be continued.) )