Bang Ye said, I'll try, but whether I can save her depends on her own creation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf I come back in two days, it's better to say, from now on, if I haven't come back in twenty-four hours, then you can just prepare for her to bury the aftermath.

That mountain is a lonely mountain, although it is shown on the map, but no one has given a name, the stick master rode a horse overnight, and ran to the foot of the lonely mountain early the next morning. The dawn outside the mountain shines on the white snow, shaking so much that people can hardly open their eyes, but the lonely mountain is shrouded in a large black fog all year round, no one knows what is in this mountain, only know that a little closer, the temperature will be higher than the outside world.

There are a lot of horse-walking people on the Mongolian steppe, and there are a few who have gone to walk in there before, and there is not much evil there, but the people who go in say that the mountains are very dead, and the living should not stay for a long time. And no one can say what is hidden in the center of this mountain.

If this is left to ordinary people, you must bring an apprentice or partner by your side, so that you can take care of yourself. But Bang Ye is a lone ranger, he is used to being alone, and he doesn't want his two young grandsons to learn his own craft.

He knocked the cigarette pouch pot twice, bolted the horse directly down the mountain, and climbed up on foot, the mountains on the Mongolian steppe are generally not high or steep, and the stick master has a hard body, and he may not breathe when he explores this large area of mountains.

At first, the area at the foot of the mountain was fine, about the same vegetation as the grassland, but the temperature was warmer than outside, the snow melted when it landed, and a thin layer of green shoots grew in the soil. It has a feeling of peach blossom wonderland.

The further you go inside, the thicker the fog becomes, and although the temperature is not low, the stick master doesn't know what's going on, and he just shiveres involuntarily. That's yin.

Although the climate in this mountain forest is warm and the vegetation is dense, there is no trace of animals, which makes Bang Ye very anxious. The horses are good at animals, and what animals appear nearby illustrate the environmental situation of this mountain forest.

He walked farther and farther, all the way down the foot of the mountain, and before he knew it, he had reached noon. The sun above his head was shining, but there was no warmth at all in the deep forest. The mountains are full of strange flowers and plants, most of which he can't even name.

It has reached the mountainside, and from time to time there are strange buildings made of piles of stones on the mountainside, which are neither simple stone houses nor some Mongolian totem culture. He glanced away, these strange-shaped stones piled up together looked like human skulls, and the two eye sockets of this skull seemed to have been deliberately smeared with red dye, although the red dye had gradually blurred after the wind and rain, but the scene still looked a little hideous and terrifying.

Bang Ye walks around the prairie all the year round, and has heard more or less the strange things and legends mentioned by the old man before. The more he looked at them, the more he felt that these stone piles looked like the ancient times when shamans used them for large ceremonial enchantments.

"Bang Ye, are there words on those enchantments?" Wushuang interrupted him and interjected.

"No, the stone piles must go back a long way, and even the red dye in the eye sockets of the skeleton is blurred. ”

Wushuang asked him, "Have you counted, how many of these skull-shaped enchantment stone piles are there, and in what direction are they distributed in this mountain forest?"

"I remember this very well, there are ninety-nine piles in total, all over the mountains, and the location is just out of the mountainside of this mountain range. At that time, the conditions were limited, so maybe they would have formed some kind of pattern or ancient script from the top of the head. "The old man is very careful, and after so many years, he still can't forget that memory.

He said that I had been following these strange skeletal piles since I saw them at noon, until the sun went down and finally turned back and forth, but in this lifeless mountain forest there was no living creature except for strange flowers and plants, nor could I find the desperate grass I was looking for. But it stands to reason that the environment of this mountain forest is very suitable for the growth of this poisonous weed.

He made up his mind and wanted to look for it carefully, after all, it was a human life, and he promised to come down, and he would definitely save it if he could save it. But this barren mountain is full of dead air at night, where can I go to spend the night?

At that time, the stick master was also stupid, he forgot to bring a flashlight or kerosene lamp with him, and he felt the darkness in the mountains and forests, and he didn't know where he went. Anyway, I still remember the general direction, and a deep ditch appeared in front of me, and the shadow under the ditch saw a figure by the moonlight.

He thought to himself that maybe there were people living in this deep mountain and old forest, so he should ask if he could spend the night.

Having made up his mind, he beckoned and shouted on the mountain, "Friend, dare to ask where this is?" I am lost, can I bother to spend the night? It would be better if there was mare's milk wine!

This is also a common thing in the prairie, the grassland is too big, there can be a few roads, sometimes in the deserted grassland is a few days and nights, nothing can be seen, generally at this time as long as you can see herdsmen, they will come forward to take the initiative to say hello, and the host will generally be hospitable to guests from afar.

Bang Ye is accustomed to this simple folk customs, and forgets that he is now in the barren mountains and old forests, in the middle of the night, where will there be any living people in the belly of this lifeless mountain?

No matter how he shouted, that person just didn't move, the stick master was tough at that time, and he carried a gun with him, but he was a fierce man who stood up to the sky. He's also getting better with others, won't you not answer? Then I'm going to go down and ask you.

He slid down the edge of the ditch, and when he got closer, he took a look by the moonlight, but he was startled, where was the person standing at the bottom of the valley? It was obviously a stone statue in the shape of a human, and I don't know what age this stone statue was, so many years of wind and rain, its facial features were long indistinguishable, but there was only such a human figure poked here.

He searched more carefully, and saw that many of these humanoid stone sculptures appeared on the ground at the bottom of the valley, and the bottle he saw may have been lucky, and it had not been blown down by the wind for so many years.

Don't look at the Mongols who hate tomb robbing, but he has dealt with Wu Gongyao before, he is a professional gold school captain, he has never robbed any tombs, and he has heard many strange things about tomb robberies around Wu Gongyao. He pondered for a moment, and then thought of the skull-shaped stone piles that had just appeared, and judged that this might be an ancient tomb nearby.