Chapter 2217 - 2218: Awaiting Judgment
Changbai Mountain is located in the northeast. It is the source of the Yalu River, Songhua River, and Tumen River, and it’s also the birthplace of the Manchu people and considered the sacred mountain of Manchu culture. There’s even a legend that Changbai Mountain is one of Huaxia’s dragon veins, and it was also the Qing dynasty’s dragon vein!
Additionally, Changbai Mountain is known as the first mountain in Guandong. There’s a poem that goes: "A thousand-year-old snow covers ten-thousand-year-old pines, straight up to the first peak in the human world!"
"A thousand-year-old snow covers ten-thousand-year-old pines, straight up to the first peak in the human world," this poem talks about Changbai Mountain, the first mountain in Guandong.
According to the king, the Evil Lord is buried beneath Changbai Mountain.
Meanwhile, Ye Xunhuan and Kitamura Chiyuki are heading towards Changbai Mountain.
In terms of modern transport, traveling from Yanjing to Changbai Mountain isn’t far, especially considering how fast airplanes are. But due to the weather, all flights from the capital to Changbai Mountain have been canceled. This forces Ye Xunhuan and Kitamura Chiyuki to drive there.
Fortunately, neither Ye Xunhuan nor Kitamura Chiyuki are ordinary people, and their driving skills are excellent.
So, even driving is hardly anything for the two. However, because the northeast is rather cold and coupled with heavy snowfall, the roads are icy. The closer you get to Changbai Mountain, the more you can see the white snow.
Though the weather is cold, there are still tourists coming to enjoy the snow scenery, to experience this unique view.
"I really admire these people, even when they’re freezing like hell, they still come out to travel," Kitamura Chiyuki couldn’t help but say, glancing at the people wrapped in clothes outside the car.
Ye Xunhuan chuckled softly, "What’s so surprising about that?"
"Nothing surprising at all, it’s just that many people from Huaxia enjoy tempting fate," Kitamura Chiyuki said indifferently. "I saw some news from Huaxia recently—some people from the south went to the north during heavy snowfall and even got into a car accident!"
"Truly, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!"
Ye Xunhuan didn’t know what to say at the moment because Kitamura Chiyuki spoke the truth. Every winter when the snow falls heavily, there are always some risk-takers in Huaxia who want to experience the snow scenes, and end up dying.
Those survivors always say they’ve never seen snow and didn’t know how dangerous heavy snow could be.
Yet even if you haven’t seen snow, don’t you know how terrifying torrential rain is?
Torrential rain is already enough to make people tremble, but combined with the cold weather and heavy snow, it becomes even more terrifying. In heavy snow, all you see is endless white, making it easy for people to get lost.
If you get lost, there are almost only two outcomes: waiting for death or rescue.
"Marshal, I think you should create a special issue to educate the youth in Huaxia about the dangers of heavy snow," Kitamura Chiyuki suggested. "This way, fewer young people will take risks, and fewer parents will grieve."
"Your suggestion is good, but it’s not within my jurisdiction," Ye Xunhuan said helplessly. "Though I think I’m quite capable, I believe I could be a national leader with no problem..."
"You might as well not harm others," Kitamura Chiyuki couldn’t help but interrupt Ye’s words.
Three black lines immediately appeared on Ye Xunhuan’s forehead, "You’re so annoying."
"I’m just telling the truth. If you became a national leader, I really can’t imagine what would happen."
Ye Xunhuan was momentarily speechless.
During the journey from the capital to Changbai Mountain, Ye Xunhuan and Kitamura Chiyuki chatted and laughed, which greatly improved their relationship.
Now, they can more or less be considered friends.
While driving and chatting, the journey didn’t feel lonely, nor did the atmosphere feel silent.
Perhaps because neither of them was in a hurry to reach Changbai Mountain, they hadn’t arrived even by nightfall, forcing them to find a hotel to stay.
After resting for a night, they hit the road again at dawn, arriving at the first mountain of Guandong by noon the next day.
Though they reached Changbai Mountain, known for its fame as the first mountain of Guandong, neither felt like climbing it to see the sights.
After all, they didn’t come here to enjoy the scenery but to find the tomb of the Evil Lord, to pay their respects to him.
Moreover, according to the king, the Evil Lord is buried under Changbai Mountain, not on it, so climbing it is meaningless for them.
However, Ye Xunhuan is completely clueless about the location of the Evil Lord’s tomb, and as for Kitamura Chiyuki, there’s no need to say more.
After all, Ye Xunhuan told Kitamura Chiyuki the news.
"Marshal, where is the Evil Lord’s tomb?"
Ye Xunhuan smiled bitterly, "I don’t know either!"
Kitamura Chiyuki’s mouth twitched slightly, "Don’t tell me we need to circle around Changbai Mountain..."
Kitamura Chiyuki wasn’t sure how big Changbai Mountain is, but she thought it would take at least seven days to circle it and find the Evil Lord’s tomb.
Ye Xunhuan let out a heavy sigh, glanced around as if searching for something.
"Marshal..."
"Don’t rush, let’s ask around to see if anyone knows of any tombs here," Ye Xunhuan said softly.
The king told Ye Xunhuan that the Evil Lord was buried under Changbai Mountain, in an easy-to-find spot, so it should be obvious.
Otherwise, the king wouldn’t have said so.
"Ask whom?" Kitamura Chiyuki said with a face full of frustration, "Are you going to ask people if there’s an Evil Lord tomb buried here?!"
For a moment, Ye Xunhuan didn’t know how to respond to Kitamura Chiyuki because she was stating the truth.
If he asked like that, people might think he’s encountered an idiot.
Just as Ye Xunhuan was looking perplexed, a man in a cotton jacket slowly walked up to Ye Xunhuan and Kitamura Chiyuki.
The man looked to be in his fifties, had a scruffy beard, and a burly frame—definitely matching the physique of a northeastern man!
The man stopped in front of Ye Xunhuan, "Marshal!"
Marshal!
Upon hearing these words, Ye Xunhuan’s face tightened, and he immediately turned his gaze to the man!
"Marshal, no need to be nervous; I mean no harm, at least for now," the man said softly.
"You..."
"Protector!" the man said lightly. "You can also call me Tomb Guardian!"
"Tomb Guardian?"
"Yes!" the man nodded, "I received orders from the king. He said you’d arrive in Changbai Mountain in the next couple of days with Kitamura Chiyuki from Fusan to pay respects to the Evil Lord!"
"The king was worried you wouldn’t find the Evil Lord’s tomb, so he asked me to wait for you here, to take you there. He also wanted you to pay respects and leave quickly, waiting for his judgment!"