Daomu Biji

The behavior of the dull oil bottle surprised us. I don't know why he knelt down on the snow mountain and performed a very respectful gift. It seems that he has special feelings for this mountain.

After bowing, he regained the kind of expression that he didn't care about when he was finished, just sleep on me, climbed up on the bare rock on one side, closed his eyes and raised his mind.I couldn't help but wonder again, and it was really impossible to see through. What was hiding in his dark-eyed eyes?

Everyone has known him as a person all along the way, especially a few of us, so no one asked him what was going on, and he would n’t expect to answer it, but from the perspective of Chen Pi’a and others, he obviously felt very Wondered.Only Shunzi didn't care, and probably thought that the oil bottle was also Korean.

Everyone had their own thoughts and rested while watching the scenery. After a while, our physical strength was restored. The fat man lit a smoke-free stove. We went around to burn tea to warm up. At the same time, Shunzi also began to do his homework and took a few sips. The hot wine slowed down and pointed to the snow mountains around it, explaining to us their origin.

This is his duty as a tour guide, this kid is very dedicated.

He said that in the legend of Changbai Mountain, the small holy snow peak, the big holy snow peak and the mysterious three holy mountains were a snow mountain in the flood era. When Dayu harnessed water, he passed by here and split two with a god blade Only then did one mountain become three.

Before the liberation, the place was not open yet. He heard his grandfather say that after the three snow mountains went up, the surrounding scenery he saw was very different.For example, above Xiaoshengxuefeng, you can see the two peaks of Sansheng and Dasheng, while on Dashengfeng, you can only see Sanshengfeng and you can't see Xiaoshengfeng, which is very strange.And the most peculiar thing is still on Sansheng Mountain.In addition to the two large and small sacred peaks on both sides, you can also see behind the Sansheng Mountain, opposite to it, there is a snow mountain called Tianti Peak, which is more towering than the Sansheng Mountain.The mountain is shrouded in clouds all year round, but it does n’t see its true face. It is said that there is a ladder on the mountain that can go directly to the Tiangong, which is a passage between the earth and the fairyland. If the sky is high and cool, you can see the peak between the peak of Tianti and the Holy Mountain. The glow of the rainbow is like a fairy pen, beautiful and beautiful.

The fat man listened and said to us: "This legend must have been wrong. The Tiangong is clearly on the Sansheng Mountain. How could it go to the Tianti Peak? The person who passed this legend must have a problem with his eyes."

The monk Hua thought and shook his head, explaining, "No, I studied this legend before I came. I guess this might be the mirage caused by the refraction of the white snow on the Tianti Peak and the surrounding snow mountains when the Yunding Tiangong was built. When there is fog, the thick fog becomes the curtain of reflection, and the printed image of the Yunding Tiangong is hidden in the fog, as if the Tiangong is really in the sky. "

This phenomenon of mirages mostly occurs in desert lakes and snow mountains, and it is very rare. I am afraid it is not accidental. It may be because this is the source of the dragon veins. This phenomenon is called 'Shadow Palace' on Feng Shui. I have seen it once in this ancient book, and I do n’t know what the details are. The treasure caves here are full of different directions, and it ’s not surprising that anything happens.

We talked in dialects. I used Hangzhou dialect. The Chinese monks used Changsha dialect. Shunzi didn't understand the meaning and didn't pay attention to it.After talking about the scenery, he stood up and said to us: "Several bosses, you take a break, eat something, and then want to do something, but you have to hurry up, it's getting dark, and you can't play tents here, Tianyi The black road is not easy to go, we have to find a relatively flat place all night, and there may be wind in the evening. (Www.) "He said that he poured tea and gave it to us. rest.

I looked at my watch. It was more than an hour before the sun went down. The time was not long, the short was not short, and the rest was enough. It seemed that it was time to do the right thing.

However, there was no snow in the surrounding area. If there is a funerary tomb, it must have been buried in the snow. The entrance should be in the snow layer under our feet.The snow mountain environment is too different from the ground. We have no experience and do not know how to start.

We all stood up, gathered around Chen Pi's four, and wanted to discuss what to do next.

After Chen Pi Asi's trek of such intensity, he still didn't slow down. Lang Feng handed him the wine gourd and let him sip twice.Monk Hua rubbed his back to promote the flow of his blood, and his face gradually eased, but the whole person still looked very depressed. Hearing us ask him, he just looked at the surrounding mountains slightly. We said: "The location of the treasure cave is right under our feet, and I have no good way. Let's take a few shovel to see what's under the snow and make plans."

Everyone nodded. In fact, I also know that there is no better way. Fight back and forth, and never change its ancestors. After finding the dragon, it is the positioning of the caving. The different tools in the past are just the tools used for caving. The process is almost the same. So if there is no excitement at the moment of opening the coffin, tomb robbing is actually a boring job.

Snow is softer than mud, and the shovel hits smoothly. The Chinese monks are very fast in their hands and feet. Soon there are more than a dozen burrows in the snow, but almost all the shovel knocked into the snow slope for five or six meters. Left and right, I couldn't knock it anymore. The fat man thought that Ye Cheng's skinny monkey had no energy. He ran to help and used brute force. He still hit only a little. Every time he pulled it out, he didn't bring anything with it.

The monk Hua looked at the shovel head and found that there was a little ice crystals adhering to the tip of the shovel, and he knew what was going on. Below is the glacier surface formed by frozen soil and ice. It is as hard as concrete and cannot be worn through. What's going on.

"It has been snowing for thousands of years here, and if the snow accumulates, it will become ice. Do you say that you will accompany the tomb in the ice below?" The fat man asked.

We all nodded, it is very possible, but Luoyang can't shovel into the ice, even if we know that the thing is below, we can't find it.

Pan Zi said to us: "These snows are too much for us. Do we have explosives? When I was a soldier, I heard a few brothers say that when they were in the Greater Xing'an Mountains, the production brigade there regularly cleaned the snow and snow slopes. As long as you have a blasthole, you can explode all the snow, which is very worry-free. If you blow up the snow, you can see the situation under the snow at a glance.

I know what he said, every time the snow formed.There are gaps in the middle. As long as there is a small explosion, the whole mountain is shaken, and the whole layer of snow will slide down, forming a chain reaction, and the last layer will fall down one by one.

There are several small snow mountains in the Daxinganling forest area. In order to prevent the snow from being too thick, the local engineering team often has to manually clear the snow after the snow. At that time, the conditions were poor. , Now they are directly bombarded with mortars.

Monk Hua squeezed the snow, "I have explosives, but look at the top of our heads, would it be suicide to fire a gun here?"

We looked up and saw the towering snow cliff.It stretches back and forth and connects the entire Hengshan Mountains like Xuelong. Underneath, we are like a few ants. It is too small. As long as a little snow is sprinkled on it, we will sleep here for a long time.

Pan Zi looked a little dizzy, but still insisted: "Changbai Mountain is a tourist attraction, and snow will be cleared at every point here. I don't think it's a problem. If you don't clear the snow, let's go back early. What you want to dig in the snow mountain is not the same thing as finding a needle in a haystack. I tell you to find a mountaineering team that is in trouble in the snow mountain in Tibet. There is no other good way. The old man wakes up, even if it is accurate You have to use explosives, or you wo n’t be able to rob the hole. You can still set this gun. "

I did n’t think about it properly, and I disagreed: "This risk is too high. I would rather spend some time shoveling it."

Pan Zidao: "Little Third Master, we only use explosives because we have no time. We have to wait until summer to come back when we have time. Anyway, we have to give it a try. Third Lord is still waiting for us to go."

The monk Hua waved us to stop and pointed to Lang Feng: "You don't need to quarrel, we don't say much, listen to the opinions of professionals."

I froze for a while and came all the way. I do n’t know what role Lang Feng played among the few of them. I heard the Chinese monk saying this. I ’m still a little strange. Is he an expert in this field?Several people looked at Lang Feng to see how he reacted.

Lang Feng looked at us and looked at him, a little uncomfortable, and said to us: "I think Lao Pan's statement should be feasible. In fact, before I came, I had expected such a situation. I have some preparations, and this is my professional , I can control the power of explosives, and the sound is not too loud. In fact, as long as there is a small vibration under the snow, I can achieve my goal. Sometimes I just need a firecracker. "

"Are you sure?" The fat man asked. "This is not a fried tomb. We are now equivalent to putting firecrackers in tofu to let you blow a hole in tofu, but you can't see it on the surface. This is a delicate job."

Lang Feng nodded: "When I was a miner, I couldn't put down tens of thousands of cannons, which is not difficult."

The Chinese monk looked at us and pointed to Lang Feng: "Don't look at him, he doesn't talk normally. This guy is a 20-year old miner. At the age of 14, he started shooting holes. There were no more than 20 flat hills to show to the old man. It's only been a year since Zhongjin entered the profession. He has been called the Cannon God. No one is better than him when it comes to explosives. "

"You are the gun god?" Pan Zi on the side opened his eyes wide and apparently heard of the name.

Lang Feng scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and changed his coldness a few days ago: "It was all praised by colleagues, just a nickname."

Monk Hua said to him: "You don't have to be humble, you have to show your expertise on this occasion." Then turned to us and said: "Lang Feng hasn't lost his hand yet. A few movies, I absolutely believe in him. Since he said so, I think I can try it. Do you have any opinions? "

The fat man looked at me. He has experience in snow exploration. He has heard a lot about avalanches. Obviously, he feels a little mysterious, but he is on my side. He thinks I want to express my opinion.

I thought about it for a while, Chen Pi Asi, they are real group professional tomb robbers. Unlike Sanshu who is still more traditional and likes to use old methods to enter ancient tombs, these people depend on explosives beyond our imagination. And the Chinese monk said so, it should be quite capable of Lang Feng.

So when my heart was crossed, I nodded to the fat guys, and fight, at this time, there is actually no way out, I can't say that they can really listen to me without bombing?

After we agreed, Lang Feng and Ye Cheng took out a special Luoyang shovel, began to screw on a special shovel head, and drilled several burrows in the snow.

Then Lang Feng made a kind of explosive with several powders, and buried a few low-power detonators deeply in it. I know that this explosive was originally specially prepared. The power is only about ten artillery battles. After drilling holes to destroy the seal stone of the ancient tomb, after re-adjusting the formula for Lang Feng, the power is definitely smaller.

Most modern grave robbers have considerable engineering knowledge. As long as a few and a very powerful detonator, a hole that can be passed by people can be blown anywhere. I have known this for a long time, but I saw it with my own eyes. For the first time.

Shunzi was drinking tea on the side, and it was crazy when he saw this scene. He had seen the pilgrims put the national flag on, he had seen poaching ran out at night, and he had also seen cross-border crossing, but he ran up hard, It was certainly the first time that a detonator was pulled out to blow up a mountain.Running over to stop the Chinese monk, yelling: "What are you doing? Boss, you are crazy!"

Before he finished, Lang Feng knocked him out with a pickaxe behind him, and he fell straight in the snow and dragged him aside.

I looked at the back of my head and felt that my tour guide was also miserable. I didn't say much about the road, but I still suffered from it.But there is really no way to think about it. Straight can tolerate everything, and absolutely will not tolerate the bombing of the mountains. After all, he still has to mix up here.You can't continue work without knocking him out.

The fat man asked Chinese monk: "What shall we do with this kid in the future?"

Monk Hua said: "Regardless of him, we still have to rely on him to go back and take him to the underground palace, and just leave it aside. When that happens, I will put more money on him. What else can he do?"

Lang Feng ’s performance was extremely professional, and he almost did not let us intervene. He worked alone. The detonators were arranged according to a model of a force structure. He waved and let everyone climb up to the bare rock, just in case. The reaction wrapped us together.

I thought the sound of the detonator exploding would be very loud, at least I had to flip a snow wave. I didn't expect Lang Feng to press the detonator, I didn't hear any sound at all, and I saw the flat snow surface cracked at once Large blocks of snow began to pour down like a waterfall, and the slope suddenly became steeper, and our feet were empty.

However, the dip did not last long, and the snow flakes stopped, and a large layer of turbid, uneven white ice and snow was exposed under the snow slope. This is the surface of the fourth-century ancient glacier mentioned in the textbook.

The fat man closed his eyes on the side, always thinking that there was no blast. I shook him. He opened his eyes and was surprised. "Aha, there is really no sound, God." Look overhead.

I do n’t know if it ’s lucky or Lang Feng ’s technical skill. Except that a little bit of snow above us slipped because of the loss of support below, there seems to be no problem.After a while, there was no major loosening, and we gradually relaxed.

I gave thumbs up to Lang Feng, and Pan Zi also patted him, making a strong gesture of you.

Lang Feng smiled embarrassedly, but before the corner of his mouth cracked enough, a piece of snow suddenly hit his head.

Several people's faces changed, and the fat man waved to us in a hurry, whispering: "Hush!"

We subconsciously calmed down, and several people looked up again. I saw a height of more than 100 meters above our heads. On the snow slope, an unremarkable, but chilling black crack appeared gradually. Slow burst, countless small cracks spread on the snow layer.As the cracks spread, tiny snow pieces rolled down and hit us all around.

I suddenly felt cold all over, knowing what had happened.

It seems that the name of Lang Feng 'Cannon God' is coming to an end today.