Chapter 212: Tomb of the Heavenly Fox God—King of Flower Yama
"This kind of big butterfly with bells and whistles is called the King of Yama, also known as the Eyes of the Dead, and it picks places where there are dead people to fly. Those of us who dig graves know that when we see a place where this kind of butterfly gathers together, we know that we are not far from the ancient tomb. It seems that the place where the Flower Yama King gathered in front of him is that village, and there must be dead people in that village. After finishing speaking, Fat Wei pointed to the dense forest in front of him for everyone to see.
After Chen Zhi raised the telescope and adjusted the focus, he looked in the direction that Fat Wei said, and saw a large green valley under the hillside in the distance, and there were groups of colorful butterflies shuttling among the flowers in the valley.
Chen Zhi held the binoculars and said, "The butterflies you mentioned, the scientific name is the Golden Thread Colorful Butterfly, they have a unique clustering law, and they are very fond of the limestone emitted by the ancient buildings that have been covered and corroded by the darkness for a long time, so in the vicinity of the ancient tomb, these butterflies can often be seen, and they are now gathered there, which proves that there are corroded buildings in that place, which should be the village we saw on the mountain." ”
After Chen Zhi put down the binoculars, he first asked Fat Wei to open his backpack and take out all the control stone bullets. To all,
"Let's go forward again, maybe we have to enter that village, I don't know what is in there now, if, we run into some, for example...", Chen Zhi glanced around at everyone around, "For example, we encountered a huge monster, there are monsters more than ten meters or even twenty meters high, everyone must remember not to panic, to remember the battle plan I made for everyone before, no matter what the situation is, you must be calm, I will distribute the stone control bullets to you now, the stone control bullets are very precious, Do not use until the critical moment. ”
There were only a hundred stone control bullets in total, wrapped in dust bags one by one, with a caliber of 0.50 inches, fast gun bullets, suitable for the pistols on all of them.
Eight fast gunners and old somersaults, equipped with the Desert Eagle notched 7-round pistol, this gun has a strong appearance, the firing power is difficult to control, but the blasting power is very good.
In addition to Qin Yueyang, Chen Zhi distributed 7 stone control bullets to each person, filled the gun, and continued to hand over the other 16 to Fat Wei for safekeeping, and told the eight young men thousands of instructions, reminding them to keep in mind the battle plan and not to waste these precious control stones.
The eight young and vigorous young men had no sense of fear at all, especially the parrot, who grinned when he heard Chen Zhi tell them not to panic and be afraid.
"Don't worry, Brother Xiaozhi, we know what you mean, just look at it, I'll definitely give you a long face, don't look at my young age, hee-hee-haha, I usually have black hands, if you really touch the kind of big guy you said, it's what you should be afraid of."
"Oh! You can really blow it! Fat Wei immediately hooked the parrot's neck and said to Chen Zhi, "See, this is a green skin, I like this kid, like I did a few years ago."
After Chen Zhi finished distributing the stone bullets, he began to lead everyone forward, walked for more than an hour, and found that the road was becoming more and more difficult to walk, except for butterflies and wildflower trees, there was no valley in front of him, the plant layer here was too thick, and all the terrain and landforms were tightly covered, and it was impossible to identify where the valley was and where the stream was. From above, you can only see the ups and downs, all of which are dense plants, and the higher ones are not necessarily the terrain is high, because the plants grow unevenly. The primeval forests here are very different from the primeval forests such as the Great Khing'an Mountains that we are familiar with.
There are many places in the deep secluded place are shrouded in clouds and mist, it is difficult to see it in the distance, and it is impossible to rush into the forest from there with a few groups of large colorful butterflies, the environment is complex, it is difficult to figure out with common sense, and with intuitive feeling, this place does not look like there are living people living in it.
As everyone continued to walk forward for another hour or so, they heard the sound of a huge waterfall in front of them.
"It should be here," Chen Zhi said in his heart, remembering that he saw the village in the distance, right in front of the large waterfall.
A row of trees hung with green vines appeared in front of them, and the vines hung straight down in rows, like a row of green curtains, covering the path in front of them.
Chen Zhi drew his long knife and waved it with Fat Wei to cut down the green vines that stood in the way, and when the vines fell one by one, the shadow of the village appeared in the misty valley ahead.
This is obviously the remains of an abandoned ancient village, the whole village is wrapped in green, looming in the clouds, faintly, and you can see the well in the center of the village, everywhere is broken walls, overgrown with weeds, all the houses are basically wrapped in green vines, you can't see the color of the walls at all, and the doors and windows are all invisible. From a distance, these houses are in the clouds, like the small green houses where the forest elves live in Western movies, very unreal, in the dense weeds and fine vines on the ground, you can still see a piece of green brick path, winding, leading to the village.
"What kind of village is this?" , Old somersault walked from behind Chen Zhi and said, "There can never be a living person in this place."
At this time, everyone in the team walked in from behind the vine curtain, and everyone stared at the ruins of the ancient village in front of them, which was unknown in what year and month, and they were very sorry.
Chen Zhi took everyone to walk inside, looked at those houses carefully, and found that although they are all ordinary cottages, the house types are very large, the overall width is the same and almost square, the top of the hall is a single eaves and double slope hard mountain top, the dougong is larger, the dougong scroll brake is obvious, the douyou is deeper, the roof is gentle, it looks like it should be the architectural style of the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty.
"Uncle Jin, do you remember that legend? Before leaving, you showed us the memoirs of the officials in the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties, the things that disappeared from the village. ”
Old somersault was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded, "Remember, it was in the last years of the Yuan Dynasty, an old couple in the village near Mount Tai called their daughter-in-law a fox fairy, and then mysteriously disappeared from the village. (See 191 for details; Chapter 192).
"You mean to say that this is the village that disappeared in the mountain disaster at the end of the Yuan Dynasty?" , Old somersault asked, and then nodded again, "The time is the same, and the place is right, but how did that village move to the Divine Domain as a whole." (To be continued.) )