Ba Qing also looked panicked. He looked up uneasily and made a gesture to move out.
I immediately raised my hand and held Ba Qing's shoulder.
We can't let Ba Qing go out. If the coffin happens to fall, Ba Qing will be killed.
I also looked up at the same time. Fortunately, after the rock wall above my head only trembled for a moment, there was no other movement, and there was no sound of the collision of things rolling down.
"What...what's going on..." Ba Qing looked at me, his eyes full of uncontrollable horror.
I squinted my eyes slightly, waited for two or three minutes, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
My thoughts were very active, and I immediately thought of a reason to tell Ba Qing that it was what he just said that made their ancestors happy, so they had such a reaction.
Ba Qing's face suddenly became excited. He did not doubt what I said and immediately said: "Mr. Naluo, wait for me!"
After saying this, he opened the coffin again and carried out the body inside.
I am still very vigilant, always paying attention to the movement of the mountain wall.
Letting Ba Qing carry the body was not only to dispel Ba Qing's doubts, but also because the deceased was the most important person.
After we leave, those mountain monkeys will definitely come back. The coffin crushed our companion to death. If they are bolder during the day, they will definitely find it and open the coffin. How will the corpse inside be treated?
After all, this corpse saved Ba Qing and me by some combination of circumstances, and we couldn’t let it be dismembered by monkeys.
Soon Ba Qing took the body out of the coffin. What was strange was that one of the legs of the body was curled up again, like a kneeling posture...
Ba Qing put it into the sleeping bag with great effort, then tied the mouth of the sleeping bag tightly with ropes, and then tied the entire sleeping bag to the back of a pony.
After hanging all the hiking bags on the other horse, he untied the horse's rope and signaled that I could leave.
You can't ride a horse in this position. The danger is too great, so you can only pull the horse forward.
After leaving this steep rock wall, there is a normal mountain road ahead, a sloping mountain jungle on the right, and a rift valley river further down.
We mounted our horses and moved forward. As we walked, Ba Qing was still whispering that those monkeys and white-haired ghosts last night were so busy trying to get things from us and kill us that they didn't bother to take our horses away.
This is also because we are lucky and blessed by our ancestors, otherwise we would have to miss eleven roads today. Although the mountain road after this is easier to walk, the distance is not ambiguous at all.
Along the way, Ba Qing basically kept talking, and I learned some things about the white-haired ghost. Basically, they were the rumors that the herb collectors who had disappeared in Ling Village and surrounding villages over the years were killed by the white-haired ghost.
As it approached noon, we reached a point where we could stop and rest.
This place is a narrow ravine between two mountains. There are not many trees in this ravine, and it is basically flat grassland.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a tree house built by herb collectors.
After Ba Qing tied up the pony, he unloaded the things and let the horse eat grass and rest. Then he went into the tree house and checked it before he came out and told me that someone else had rested here before us.
I’m not confused either. There are so many herb collectors in Ling Village, and there are other villages around it. It’s impossible for Ba Qing and I to be the only two people in the huge Dongwu Mountains.
Ba Qing asked me to go into the tree house and rest in the hammock first. He would get some firewood and cook some hot soup and rice.
I entered the tree house as Ba Qing said. I lay down for a while, and after I regained my composure, I left the tree house again.
Walking to the far right side of the turf field of the mountain col, there is a vertical cliff further ahead. This cliff is not high. More than ten meters down, it is the bottom of the rift valley!
We have been out for two days and this is the closest location to the Rift Valley.
The river collided with the rocks, making a gurgling sound. The rising water vapor also made the air more humid. There was wind between the mountains. Although the sun was bright, the mountain breeze made it feel cool.
I subconsciously glanced at the layout of the mountains, and I couldn't help but feel something in my heart. The Dongwu Mountains are indeed the Great Dragon Vein. Basically, I didn't see anything bad about Feng Shui. This location is also a treasure for acupuncture points.
After standing for a while, I was about to go back when I suddenly noticed something wrong.
On the right side of the sight, there is a pile of slightly higher turf, which is more than half a foot higher than the normal ground. It looks very messy, and there are many footprints on it.
I walked forward subconsciously, and when I arrived at this place, my pupils shrank even more.
The turf was temporarily laid, and it could be seen that this place had been dug.
Looking up, I looked at the mountains on both sides. The mountains were on the north and south respectively, and on the sides were the rivers in the rift valley, and the watershed in this section showed a convex curve.
This place coincides with a Feng Shui situation dominated by water. It is recorded in the house scriptures that if there are distant mountains and mountains and water, it is auspicious to have more acupoints!
