Chapter 812: The Terrible Mountain (Part II)
Luckily, the beauty of the Alps is irresistible, and I forgot about my worries for a while after the train started. Copy this address to browse
At the foot of the mountain, the Douglas pine forest is covered with snow and green branches, and you can't see the deepest part. And a warm lake on the mountainside, half condensed with lingering ice, half with a slight wave, the ice water is harmonious, extremely peaceful.
Further to the snow peak, close to the side, the gray and white rocks with the white snow, reflecting the sun, quiet and majestic. My irritable heart gradually calmed down in nature, and I held my chin and silently looked out the window.
At the end of the tracks, after changing to the top of the cog train with a steep slope, it is completely in the cave, and all you can see is that the altitude number marked on the cave wall is rising, and occasionally the shrine worshiped by the railway workers appears in sight, and quickly disappears. Half an hour later, we arrived at the Zugspitze plain.
After a little more than five minutes on the glacier cable car, we finally arrived at the highest point in Germany.
Looking into the distance, it feels like a view of the mountains. Because it was already afternoon, there were not many people at this ski resort. I put my hands up to my eyes to block out the sunlight and constantly surveyed my surroundings.
Regia was very excited since she came. She danced and pointed to one mountain peak after another and exclaimed, "This is Austria." Wow, that location is Italy. Directly opposite is Switzerland. Wow wow, you can still see the peaks of Mount Olympus! ”
I was slightly surprised: "You seem familiar with this place?" ”
"How is it possible, I'm here for the first time today." Regia smiled, "Since you're coming, of course you have to do your homework." ”
She took out a Zugspitze guidebook and said, "Look, it's in the hotel." ”
"It's life and death, are you still in the mood to read a travel guide?" I was speechless.
"Being a man should be a combination of work and rest, and the curse can't be stopped, so just relax a little." She looked into the distance with nonchalant eyes, and after the faint tone and the curvature of the side face and the snow-capped mountains were blended, it was beautiful.
Andrew didn't croak today, but seemed unusually quiet. I almost thought he had heard my conversation with Regia last night, so he was feeling a little down.
At this moment, he suddenly pointed to the sky in the distance and said, "Ah Ye, look, it's only past four o'clock, and there is actually a sunset." ”
"What is called a sunset, it's completely a language disease." I looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, I saw that the sun was red and everything was dyed blood, and the snow looked very mysterious after wearing a red coat.
"What's that?" This time it was Regia's turn to scream.
I followed her finger and found nothing, "What do you see?" ”
"Ah Ye, quick, take out that Grimm's Fairy Tales and show it to me. I seem to have found something. Regia said hurriedly.
Confused, I took the book out of my backpack and handed it to her.
"On a starry night, you're painting blue and gray in your palette. One summer night, I knew that darkness was in my soul. Silent hills, in this snowy flaxen continent. The trees and daffodils in the book are captured in the breeze and cold winter of the story. She hurriedly turned the book to the title page and read aloud the nameless little poem, "If the second line of each sentence of this poem is removed, it seems that it can have more practical meaning and be more understandable." ”
"You see, after the culling, the poem becomes a starry night, a summer night, a silent hill, a tree of books and daffodils. How similar this is the current situation. She said excitedly.
I pondered her words, looked at the environment at the top of the Zug, and couldn't help but be surprised. Without sunglasses, the blood-red sunset is reflected by the snow, and after looking at it for a long time, the vision will be blurred, and there is even the illusion that there are stars everywhere.
By the way, the whole poem uses Old German in many places. For example, the poem 'Snowy flax-colored continent'. The spelling of 'snowy' contains the consciousness of 'a place where snow will always fall'. And the flaxen-colored continent can also be interpreted as a blood-stained earth.
Isn't the current Zughorn dyed red by the blood-like sunset?
And on the hillside in the distance, at the end of the sunset dyed red, there is a Douglas pine forest, which looks like a large daffodil.
"Ah Ye, you said that the place we are looking for, will it be in that forest?" Reguia asked, pointing to the hillside.
"If the sentence of the poem is related to the current scene, it should be very possible." I hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Andrew's face was full of confusion, "What are you talking about, why can't I understand it at all?" ”
I slammed him on the head, "We mean, maybe the place where this cursed book was made is in that forest." ”
"But how are we going to get there? It's just a cliff in between! Andrew understood, he looked into the distance, and said in embarrassment.
I frowned, indeed, it was a very difficult problem to cross the cliff and run into the forest on the opposite hillside.
"There's actually an easy way." Regia flipped through the Zugspitze guide in her hand and drew a zigzag line on the map: "Ah Ye, look. If we take the glacier lift here to the south and then go around to the northern ski slopes. Ski down the top of the ski slope and head west after exiting the tourist slope. It should arrive in five hours. ”
I looked at her in amazement, "You can calculate such a complicated route in such a short time, it's really a terrifying existence." ”
Regia shyly pinched me, "How can it be as powerful as you say." No, you're praising me openly, but you're secretly praising yourself, right? ”
"Okay, stop flirting. It's almost five o'clock now, and the gates of the tourist area will close in another hour. The cable car will also be powered off. Shall we go now, or will we rest for the night and go tomorrow morning? "Andrew was a little impatient.
"What do you say?" I asked.
"I don't know, isn't Ah Ye the leader of this team. Of course you have the final say. He said.
I looked into his eyes, and under my gaze, Andrew's eyes dodged.
"You know that, right? Did you hear it all last night? I asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, I overheard." Andrew's face showed fear, and yes, no matter how dull a person is, in the face of death, he will have a nervous breakdown, "The next person to die will be me, right." How long is left for the curse to occur? ”
"I can't tell." I sighed, looked at the darkening sky, and finally made a decision.
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