The story of the fifth volume of Mobei Tianjiao, Chapter 68 ****

It's just a few flashes, and it can't prove anything at all, but it's quite difficult to meet a person in this wasteland, and if it's not ****, it may have something to do with him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I drove the car to a more secluded place, where there were some gentle bumps in the terrain. After discussing it with Ullihan, she was in the car and started the car when I came back and approached, because I didn't think it was that simple. Accustomed to holding a treasure knife, he left the pistol to Ullihan and got out of the car alone and quietly touched it towards the place where the flash. The mountains and rocks were cluttered, the vegetation was sparse, and it was getting closer, but the twilight was already shrouded, and it was impossible to find the exact target in the darkness, so I fell down and listened and felt quietly.

Although it was not clear, I could be sure that there was definitely more than one person in front of me a few hundred meters away, and a shadow seemed to be cautiously trying to approach me at a distance of more than ten meters to my right, and I became vigilant and held the hilt of the treasure knife to meet it. By the time I reached a distance of four or five meters, I was ready to draw my knife, but I could tell that the man had no intention of attacking. He put his index finger in front of his mouth at me, and when I got closer, he said silently, "Someone ・・・・・・!" I said the same: "What's the situation?" He briefly "shhhhh My inspiration is the most borrowed in such a situation, signaling **** not to move, I carefully feel the direction of ****'s attention. There are two people who seem to be paying attention to the direction of my car, noticing the disappearance of people and cars, and they are also lurking and observing, and unlike us, I can perceive their communication.

"Why is there no movement?"

"It seems that that kid has also learned well, and knows that he is careful in case of trouble, and it is difficult to deal with it. ”

"So what do we do?"

"Pay attention to the sound of the car, and wait for the boss to come. Damn, I didn't expect this Mongolian to be so hard to chase!"

I saw that the distance was more than 20 meters, and I asked **** to retreat quietly, and retreated until a hidden and safe place before getting up and returning to the car, and **** followed to the driver's seat. The car had already started, and I quickly turned around and sped south, expecting that the pursuers would not be so easy to follow. Tell me to only use low beams, high beams will be noticed by people farther away, as low as possible.

The appearance is very miserable, the clothes are torn, it looks like it is soaked and half dry, the left elbow is still a little swollen, and there are injuries on the leg and it is simply bandaged. Our car target was very large, and when he saw our car from a distance, he called us with his hand over the lighter.

"How's the catch?" I said in a mocking tone, but I was just joking.

"It's not bad, I got my life back, and I still have a lot of pain. "It seems that the Mongols are not lacking in a sense of humor, and I asked him what he had been through in the past few days, and the **** ate something and drank some water before he began to talk.

"I started in the direction you left, westward between those two hills. I gradually lost your trace all the way west, and I got lost. Don't laugh at me, hunters are also people, and they still can't fight the mountains. But in the mountains I found traces of others, ten of them, and I followed them and finally caught up with them. These people are dressed very differently from ordinary Mongolians, and they all wear mountaineering clothes. The general mountaineering clothing is mainly red and yellow, so that it is easy to find during the rescue, but the clothes of these people are gray and black, which is not easy to attract attention in the mountain rocks. This reminds me of the people you call Wu Song when the two groups of people fought after hunting the black bear. The outfit looks similar, but I can't be sure, because in my eyes, it doesn't match those people. They kept going north, and I didn't alarm them, I only followed them in secret. I couldn't get too close to them, so I didn't know what they were saying, but I was sure they were speaking Chinese. These people never alarm any wild animals, not even the goats. I walked until I came to a valley, and out of the valley I had heard that the evil sect was very evil, and strange winds would blow at any time in winter and summer. In winter, the valley, which is several kilometers wide and hundreds of meters deep, is filled with snow overnight. When I got to the valley, I started to have a slight headache, and those people went into the valley and watched their movements have headaches. There was a lot of wind blowing in the valley, and it seemed that the snow had buried half of the valley, but I didn't know why the valley was a headache.

Two of those men walked in first, and soon disappeared into the snow, and the people behind tried for a long time but could not get the two men up. After tossing for a long time, I finally gave up. But they were very clever, and found a lot of branches nearby to tie to their feet, so that they would not sink when they walked on the snow. They also let go of the long ropes that connected them all, but there were thirty or forty meters between them. He struggled to explore the way forward, and the person in front fell five or six times, but he was stuck without a trace, and was pulled up by the person behind him. I also tied branches to my feet and followed them far behind, walking in the safe footsteps they had walked so that I did not get stuck in the snow. I couldn't stand the constant headaches I had until it was dark, and it seemed that they too, but when they found me, I simply went with them, saying that I was hunting in search of good hunting grounds and pastures.

After dark, the wind in the valley stopped, and strangely enough, all of us stopped having a sore head and found a place on the edge of the valley where there was less snow to camp. Supposedly, you shouldn't camp in the valley, but the terrain is very peculiar, it is a cliff dozens of meters high, vertically upward, like a whole mountain has been slashed from the middle to the bottom, most of it sits still in place, and the other half of the small ones fall into the valley. The small half is two or three hundred meters away from the cliff, forming an isolated island in the snow valley that looks like a reed. We found a quick place to camp in the middle of the cliff, because there was a hole under the cliff where we could go in and take shelter from the wind.

Those people were indeed Chinese, and there was also a Mongolian in the middle as a guide and translator. He said that they were here to investigate, but the specific purpose was not clear, and the interpreter said that he did not understand it either. There was an old man in the crowd who looked like he was in his fifties, the rest of the Chinese called him teacher, and two women, one of whom was quite remarkable, because of her light weight, led the way in front, and the person who fell into the snow five or six times at the front of the rope chain was her. Two others appeared to be injured, but these people didn't want me to get to know them. Everyone was very sad about the loss of their two companions, so these people were silent. We camped until late at night and everyone wanted to sleep, but when we were about to go to sleep, the wind picked up in the valley again, and everyone started to have a headache again. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, so we packed up our things and went to the valley to take shelter from the wind, but the teacher was very concerned about why everyone had headaches when the wind was blowing together, and wanted to find out. I led a few students to look around. As the wind grew stronger, a snow dragon rose in the valley, and a low ・・・・・・'buzzing' sound was heard at first, and then it became high-pitched as the wind strengthened. The teacher said that the sound and everyone's headache must be related to the wind, and found several positions to determine the direction of the sound source. We endured headaches and suffocating noises late into the night, and the wind stopped in the early hours of the morning. The teacher immediately led the students to start researching, and finally found several fossilized dinosaur bones on the cliff face. The fossil was located in a high position, and there was no way to pick it up and study it carefully. The teacher noticed a strange stone on the isolated island on the other side of the cliff, and observed it with a telescope for a long time, saying that it was a fossilized skull of Charonsaurus. Charonsaurus is a type of dinosaur with a strange nasal skeleton with a large cavity that grows abruptly on its face. The exact purpose of this cavity has not been determined by science, because the cavity is large, empty and fragile, and it cannot be a combat weapon similar to horns, and some speculate that it may be related to the opposite sex selection of this dinosaur. It is during estrus that the resonant sound that occurs in this cavity is relied on to attract the opposite sex. The skull and the dinosaur bone fossil on the cliff wall are supposed to be from the same dinosaur corpse, the dinosaur died in the mountain and the bones gradually embedded in the mountain, and later the mountain broke and the dinosaur's skull was exposed. The cavity in the valley was blown by the wind, and the sound could be transmitted more than a dozen kilometers away. ”

I remembered that I had heard the sound before, and that I had heard it on the other side of the valley when I had entered the group of ghost camels, and that was when I heard a buzz like an air raid siren. There was also in the princess's burial place, and it was also heard on the night when the silk book was excavated. I suddenly remembered something and interrupted the ****'s narrative, "It seems that this is the 'dragon chant' mentioned in the silk book, what about the tiger roar?

"I've never heard of this dragon chanting, but I know another sound," said Ulihan, "and that is that one day during the autumn and winter season, Lake Khuvsgul freezes very quickly within a few hours. Because of the short period of time, the lake is so large that the freezing process makes a rumbling sound that can be heard from afar, and it is said that it is an auspicious omen to hear it! ”

"I've heard that!" Arjuna said coldly, startling everyone. I also paid a strange attention and asked me where this kid came from, and I said it briefly.

I really feel the wonder of nature, the tiger roaring and the dragon are all singing. The tiger's roar means that the middle of winter has arrived, and the dragon's roar is the most violent spring breeze at the end of winter before the Charon dragon's nose blows. According to the silk book, 'If you want to save the princess, you need to wait for the day when the tiger roars and the dragon roars', so this action to save the princess must be carried out in the middle of winter. It seems that I have thought simply, the tiger roaring dragon chant is not a pomp and circumstance at all!

"What about later?" I asked ****, and after eating and drinking some water in the bumpy car, I continued to talk about his experience.

"Those Chinese all speak Chinese, and I can't understand them. But they didn't touch the dinosaur's skull, and when it was dark and the wind stopped, they left the place, so as not to endure the headache any longer. After walking a short distance along the valley, suddenly everyone strangely lurked and communicated in concealment. I didn't understand what they were saying, but since they were all hidden, I went with them. One of them pointed out, and I noticed that there were a few black spots moving in the snow across the valley, people, of course. Those people seemed to be aware of my team, watching. Could it be that these two groups are antagonistic? Can there be such an antagonistic relationship between the expedition teams? I don't understand. I wanted to follow them out of the valley and break away from their group when it was safer, but the strangest thing was that they were following your trail, and I kept following. But before we could cross the valley, I and a few of them fell into the valley of snow and continued to the end. There was a snowmelt cave at the bottom, and I met with two people in the cave, but I couldn't climb back into the line at all, and the intercom equipment also failed at low temperature, so I had to walk along the snow cave in the cold snow water zigzag east. It didn't take long for us to freeze and we couldn't walk anymore, but there were slippery ice bottoms and frozen rocks on both sides, not even a bit of dirt, and there was snow dripping with water above our heads, and I don't know how thick it was, and finally we didn't even have the strength to shout for help! ”

I think it really followed what Ulihan said, "Okay! Here you go!" Although I'm not satisfied, I'm also sympathetic to the ****'s experience, my tone of voice doesn't reflect the attitude at all, this is not here to ****, I've been talking so expressionless for a long time, which is a good demonstration of my inner activities.

He continued: "Just as the three of us were about to freeze to death, the snow above our heads leaked a hole, and another person fell. This man was not in my previous team, but his companion quickly dropped a rope, and this man didn't seem to care about the three of us at all, and was about to climb up the rope himself. I pointed my gun at him with the last of my strength, and it was clear that if I did, I didn't have to hit him, the snow on my head would surely collapse and the four of us would be buried, and his companions would fall down with the snow in a moment. He gave in, tied the rope around the waist of my previous companion, and called for the one above to pull up, the second to another companion, and then me, and the fourth to himself. As soon as I came up, I was dumbfounded, some branches were laid under my feet, ropes were tied to the rocks dozens of meters away, there were about a dozen people, my two previous companions had been controlled, their hands were tied, but there were also people rubbing snow on them, and after I came up, someone rubbed the snow for me, and it took me a while before I became conscious.

We were taken out of the snow valley, and a fire had been made on the rocks and roasted for a while, and these people began to interrogate us. I didn't understand both of them when they were in Chinese, but then someone asked me in Mongolian, and I answered as I had said before. The men, resting enough, broke the ribs of one of my companions very suddenly, and then dropped the fire and laughed and got up and walked north. The three of us were helpless to guard the fire, and we communicated with them with difficulty to find other companions to take care of the injured man, but the injured man would not let him, as if he didn't want to bother everyone. So we made a simple plow and pulled the injured companion to find a safe place to go around the valley and head back, I was going to walk back to our buggy. But they were going west, saying that there was their camp there, and I parted from them. After a long day of walking until it was almost evening, I felt a little strange, as if someone was following me. I found a little sign in the surroundings by my hunter's method that proved that this was indeed the case.