At half past five, it was dusk.
At about six o'clock, it was almost dark. Ba Qing's speed became much faster, and he kept looking to the left.
There are woods on the left side of the mountain road, and sometimes there is a cliff, and there is still a rift valley on the right side.
I probably know that he is looking for a place to rest?
At half past six, there was only a little daylight left, and Ba Qing's complexion finally improved a lot.
Our section of the mountain road has significantly fewer forests. After a section of cliffs, there is a slightly empty sunken mountain. This depression looks like someone used an ax to chop it horizontally on the mountainside.
Ba Qing led the way and we got in. The wind outside became much lighter.
He dismounted and led the pony inside.
I also followed in, and the place became narrower and narrower as I went in, forming a curved cave. After about five or six meters, the height was only less than two meters.
There were some rocks on the ground and traces of a campfire.
Ba Qing finally had a smile on his face and told me that this was also one of the stopping points for herbal collectors. Fortunately, we got here and could have a good rest tonight.
He tied both horses to the rocks.
Then he sat down on the ground, took out his cell phone, looked at it, and then took out the dry food and handed it to me.
I shook my head to show that I wasn't hungry, and sat down to rest for a while, then got up and walked out again, back to the edge of the cliff.
The wind was much stronger now. Because it was dark and the light was dim, the rift valley was almost invisible, but there was a hollow ahead, giving people a sense of fear that they would be swallowed up at any time.
There was a thunderous rumble, and huge raindrops fell patter-patter!
I took a few steps back, and when I reached the sunken mountain, the rain stopped falling on me.
But now, I felt like I was being watched again.
I squinted my eyes slightly and turned to look behind me.
The dark sky and the heavy rain like a broken bead curtain made it even harder for me to see what was behind me...
After I stood for a while, I heard a crackling sound, and there was a faint orange light behind me.
Looking back, it was Ba Qing who lit the bonfire, his shadow swaying on the rocks.
I let out a long breath and went back to the cave, sitting next to the campfire and warming my wet clothes.
At this moment, Ba Qing was in a daze, holding a pocket watch in his hand and looking at it.
I glanced at it and saw a photo inside the pocket watch. His wife, Lu Xiu, was holding a little boy. Both of them were smiling brightly.
Ba Qing looked at it with a bit of a silly smile.
I took out the map, looked down at it, and asked Ba Qing where we were.
After Ba Qing pointed it out to me, I looked at it and felt a little depressed and uncomfortable.
The place where we are now is on a mountainside, and the overall shape of the mountain is Zhilong Mountain. Above this place, there is a kind of hole, which is a suitable place for the coffin to be placed.
What was even more coincidental was that Ba Qing also pointed to the mountain wall above our heads and told me that there was a coffin on the cliff above us.
Earlier, there were many villages around the Rift Valley of the East Mist Mountains, and almost every village had many herb collectors.
Because people have made a living by collecting herbs in the mountains for generations, after a person dies, they will be buried in the mountains. They choose a suitable cliff, cut wooden beams, and hang the coffin for burial.
When he said this, Ba Qing's face became more pious, saying that generations of elders have been protecting the younger generation's safety in the mountains.
It's just that the discomfort in my heart is even more.
Originally, this place was just a burial method, but after Ba Qing said this, the top of our heads was the tomb.
Tombs are also haunted houses, and staying under them is very detrimental to the living.
Especially the feng shui here coincides with Kanyu's method of inverting the stick and cutting the stick.
The method of cutting the stick is because the pulse flows straight from the top to the bottom. The top does not stay, but the bottom presses on the weaker point, that is, where the Qi and blood go together. It is intercepted in the middle, and the coffin is placed upright, just like riding a horse. If you stop being angry, you will be rich and wealthy!
If we regard a mountain as a person, the place in the mountain is also a place where Qi and blood go together. The depression in the mountain seems to be cut open, which is the weak point. The coffin above this weak point can gather the Qi and suppress it. The whole mountain is like using the power of one mountain to support the hanging coffin on the mountain.
By staying here, we become nourishment for the coffin above...
"Mr. Luo... what's wrong with you? What's the matter?" Ba Qing called me cautiously.
I came back to my senses, exhaled, shook my head and said, "It's nothing serious. Let's have a night's rest and set off as early as possible tomorrow."
If I had a choice, I would definitely not rest here, but the key point is that I have no choice. Not only is it dark and raining, we can't leave at all.
Ba Qing nodded quickly and said, "Okay, it rarely rains continuously in the mountains. It should be sunny tomorrow. If we travel more, we will definitely get there the day after tomorrow." I hummed, indicating that I had no other opinions.
At this time, Ba Qing brought me dry food and water. After filling my stomach briefly, I felt tired.
However, I held on and did not sleep immediately. Instead, I told Ba Qing that we could not all sleep together. One person had to keep watch and sleep for two hours each.
Ba Qing immediately said, let me sleep for a while, he can still do it. As he spoke, he took out the sleeping bag from the mountaineering bag.
I didn't show any courtesy. After adjusting the alarm clock on my mobile phone, I got into my sleeping bag, used my hiking bag as a pillow, and fell asleep quickly...
It's just that I fell asleep too quickly, which made me feel a little abnormal.
This night I slept very deeply, very deadly.
But the strange thing is that it seems to be the body that is sleeping so hard, and the consciousness has the illusion of being half asleep and half awake, struggling to wake up, but it can't wake up no matter what.
I felt something was wrong and wanted to struggle to wake up.
During this struggle, I felt like there were hands groping my body, and even my shoulders were pulled several times.
This feeling is very clear, but my eyelids are extremely heavy and my body is also very heavy...
A sudden, buzzing vibration came from my waist, and a bell rang at the same time.
I was agitated, and after struggling, I finally managed to open my eyes.
But what I saw made my head buzz and the hairs all over my body stood up.
There was a wrinkled man in front of me, his eyes had a hollow feeling, and the eyeballs seemed to be sunken inside. He was looking straight at me.
His skin was sallow, and he felt like he had shrunk, and his hands were groping my body...
I had goosebumps all over my body. After I took a closer look, I realized who this person was. It was clearly something holding a piece of human skin.
Those eyes were extremely sharp, and there was an inhuman ferocity about them.
At this moment, it obviously noticed that I was awake. The hand that was groping on my body suddenly lifted up, and a pair of fingers came to poke my eyeballs hard!
