If so many animals rush down the mountain, even if there are no large beasts, it will be a blow to the villages at the foot of the mountain.
There are too many!
For a moment, the people in Bureau 749 stood ready, subconsciously clenching their weapons, and Wang Xuehao lowered his voice and ordered Xu Tiancheng.
"If something happens later, you, Ruotong and some of the others will lead the villagers to retreat first to avoid being accidentally injured by these animals."
Compared to them, the villagers were much more relaxed. When the village chief heard this, he quickly said:
"Don't worry, these animals won't hurt us. They are all the people of the mountain god."
"Yes, yes, we are all a family, and we are all under the control of the mountain god."
"That is, how can one's own family beat one's own family?"
The villagers have already seen the spirituality of these animals. Although the scale of the gathering of animals this time is larger than the previous ones, apart from surprise, there is no fear in their hearts.
Wang Xuehao did not agree with his point of view. After all, these are animals and have no sense at all. No one can guarantee that they can control themselves.
Although the people in Bureau 749 believe that there is something strange in the mountains, they do not believe in the mountain gods that the villagers say.
But looking at the determined look on the village chief's face, it was hard to say anything else.
The glow slants across the mountains and fades into the vastness of the mountains as twilight approaches. However, a patch of colorful clouds condenses on the top of the mountain, which lasts forever.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on these animals, covering them with an orange-red halo. It seems that even the fur of these animals is shining inexplicably.
These animals have arrived at the bottom of the mountain, getting closer and closer, and they are about to cross the sign and fence, but they stop.
They also discovered the existence of villagers in Bureau 749. They just glanced at them briefly and then looked away. The beast eyes fell not far away, and they all looked in the same direction.
There seems to be something more attractive to them.
"Woo——"
As if sensing something, these animals raised their heads and screamed at the same time. The chorus was deafening and shocked everyone.
That kind of sound cannot be described in words. There are birds chirping and animals neighing, all mixed together. The mountain wind blows, and the whimpering sounds resound under the sky.
I don't know if it was everyone's misunderstanding, but they actually heard the emotions of reluctance and sadness in these voices.
Their moods also became low and heavy, as if a big stone was blocking their hearts, making them inexplicably breathless.
The village chief couldn't help but mutter to himself, and subconsciously touched his heart, "Why are you feeling a little sad?"
He was not the only one to have such emotions, other villagers also felt the same. Silent solemnity permeated the crowd. No one spoke, as if they were all infected by this group of animals.
The setting sun fell over the green mountains, leaving only the sunset lingering melancholy in the sky, as if something had completely left the mountain.
In the distance, a mist can be seen faintly flashing with golden light, gradually getting farther and farther, and disappearing into the mountains with the setting sun.
"Are those clouds?"
"It's too far away to see clearly."
"It looks like a golden cloud?"
Some people look at the top of the deep mountain in the distance. Where it is connected to the sky, there seems to be a cloud disappearing away. However, it is not early morning and there is no golden light from the morning sun. However, they do not know why this cloud shines with golden light.
And that direction is exactly where the beasts are facing.
This scene happened very quickly, and before people had time to be surprised and admired, it was gone in the blink of an eye.
"Feeling empty..."
"That's weird, what happened today?"
The people in Bureau 749 are okay and don’t have deep feelings about this.
However, the villagers have been worshiping the mountain god all year round, and they have formed incense and ideas. In addition, they have also been favored by Ye Qin, and there is a vague connection between the two parties.
At this moment, the villagers felt empty in their hearts.
Xu Tiancheng's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen something extremely incredible, his throat became inexplicably dry, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"Team, captain, take a look."
Wang Xuehao and others quickly looked over, but saw a scene they would never forget.
I saw those animals kneeling on all their front limbs, and the black river began to surge like dominoes. Like the livestock, it seemed that there was some force driving all this.
The beast's pupils shone with crystal tears, and the sound of sobbing was endless, as if it was saying goodbye.
This scene is really shocking.
Even if any expert in the biological field is here, I am afraid that they cannot explain their behavior.
What kind of power can drive so many animals to perform such actions?
"I understand!"
The village chief seemed to feel something, and suddenly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed into the distance. The other villagers all looked very smart when they saw this, and they imitated him, their eyes full of piety.
Wang Xuehao and others looked at their actions with confusion and confusion.
Even if these animals behave strangely, why are the villagers kneeling down and worshiping them?
"Village Chief, what are you doing?"
The village chief stood up after prostrating, with a look of sudden realization, and explained: "These animals should be worshiping the mountain god, and we should also worship."
The village chief believes that only the mountain god can do so many animals here and perform such strange actions.
Although I don’t know why they gathered here to kneel down and worship, it’s not important. Just worship and that’s it.
After hearing his words, the people in Bureau 749 felt that they were extremely ridiculous. Xu Tiancheng was about to say something, but he looked at the densely packed animals kneeling not far away and swallowed all his words.
Wang Xuehao and the others watched the actions of these animals and villagers in silence, with countless ripples in their hearts.
"Roar——"
At this moment, a distant neighing sound was faintly heard in the distance. It was so erratic among the mountains that it was difficult to find its trace.
This should also be the cry of some kind of animal, but they found that no creature could match it.
Strangely enough, the animals that had been kneeling before stood up one after another, as if they had received some signal. They looked down the mountain reluctantly, then turned around and headed deeper into the mountain.
Such a sudden change once again refreshed the perception of 749 games.
As the village chief said at the beginning, this group of animals had no intention of attacking at all, and it seemed that they were just saying goodbye.
The black tide surged again, spreading out in all directions, and the animals returned to their lairs.
The livestock in the village also became calm, as if they had completed some important mission and task, and their ignorance was restored again.
Although the beasts have dispersed, recalling the previous scene was like a dream, and the people in Bureau 749 could not calm down.
The Longyuan Mountain incident has become an unsolved case. I wonder if the mystery will be solved in my lifetime.
Looking at the green mountains, Xu Tiancheng couldn't help but ask: "Captain, tell me, are there really mountain gods in this world?"
The words of someone who had been involved with Longyuan Mountain once again floated in Wang Xuehao's ears.
Regarding the special events in Longyuan Mountain, most of them can be heard from the oral accounts of those people.
The people in Bureau 749 have not experienced much. The experience of going into the mountains before is one thing, and now the beasts kneeling down and worshiping is another thing.
Only when you saw it with your own eyes did you know how shocking it was, so that everyone's views were subtly affected.
But now, the mountain here has been successfully closed, and it's time for them to leave.
Wang Xuehao and others finally looked back at the green mountains, leaving only a vague outline, which became even more mysterious.
"It's July 15th soon, it's time to go home and visit the grave." Wang Xuehao said something for no reason, which made the team members look at each other. Wang Xuehao didn't explain anything, he just patted the shoulder of Xu Tiancheng who had just asked, and said with a The person who came here said in an educational tone: "Xiao Xu, remember to go to the roadside and burn some paper this year."
Xu Tiancheng looked confused, looked at Wang Xuehao walking away and spat, "Fuck you!"
The other team members also shook their heads and said with a smile: "The captain himself is obviously not sure. He is pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here and walked away."
"Xiao Xu, you must strengthen your beliefs and thoughts, and don't give anything a mysterious color. You must know that human scientific knowledge is limited."
As they spoke, the group of people gradually walked away, leaving Xu Tiancheng curling his lips in disdain.
The matter about Longyuan Mountain can only be brought to an end temporarily, but it has become an indelible mark in the hearts of everyone in 749.
The next day, on the plane.
"I haven't had a good night's sleep in a few days. I'm going to make up for it all this time when I go back."
Xu Tiancheng yawned. Everyone has been in a tense state these days, dealing with huge amounts of information. They also have to dig through various data files to find clues related to Longyuan Mountain. They are exhausted and exhausted. Now they return Headquarters, I finally have a few days off.
Wang Xuehao is also very considerate of everyone, "Everyone has worked hard during this period. I will report to the boss when I get back and grant you a few days off so you can have a good rest."
Hearing these words, the others immediately became energetic, and Xu Tiancheng even shouted excitedly: 'Long live the captain'.
After returning to the headquarters, everyone rushed to the conference room without stopping. Wang Xuehao sorted out all the relevant information about Longyuan Mountain and met with the director.
"Report to the director, everything has been dealt with!"
"That mountain is also completely sealed off. I don't think anyone will break in again in the future."
"Here are all the investigation materials for you to take a look at."
The director of the State Secret Service is nearly sixty years old, and his temperament looks no different from that of a young old man. No one outside would think that he is the head of a mysterious department.
The director looked at the information in front of him with a serious look on his face, and then heard Wang Xuehao say again:
"However, when we were closing the mountain, we also encountered a strange thing. There were animals and livestock on the mountain in the village. They all knelt down and neighed, acting strangely..."
"In general, Longyuan Mountain is very strange. It is different from the previous human restricted areas. The restricted areas between them are understandable, and there are scientific opinions. It is just that the geographical environment is too dangerous, but Longyuan Mountain is full of superstition, which makes We have a headache, we have never encountered..."
The conversation lasted for more than half an hour. When Wang Xuehao came out of the office, he was finally relieved.
In the office, the director lowered his head and looked at the information carefully, his face full of doubts, and he obviously couldn't figure out what was going on in Longyuan Mountain.
It wasn't until a long time later that the director sighed, took the file bag on the side and filled in all the information.
"This Longyuan Mountain is full of weirdness!"
"Snapped--"
With a dull voice after a whisper, the director took out the seal of the 'State Secretariat', stamped it solemnly, and affixed the seal with his own hands.
Four words are faintly visible on the red seal:
First level confidentiality!
Then, this extremely confidential file was personally sent to the secret archives room by the director and placed on the first row of shelves.
With a 'bang' sound, the door of the archives room closed again, stirring up a layer of undetectable dust, which was blurry and difficult to distinguish under the sunlight from the window.
The years have been gathering dust, waiting for someone who is destined to read it.
…
The matter in Longyuan Mountain can finally come to an end, everyone has some rest time, and Wang Xuehao can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
After coming out of the archives room, he went to the conference room and routinely summarized the operation.
Then, the meeting adjourned.
"Finally a holiday."
"Let's go, go home from get off work."
A group of people left the conference room chatting and laughing, and happened to bump into another action team. Seeing that they were fully armed and looked in a hurry, they were obviously about to go on a mission.
Wang Xuehao was a little strange and shouted.
"Lao Zhang, what kind of mission are you so anxious about?"
Hearing this, the team also saw Wang Xuehao and others. They stopped and said hello. The leader, Lao Zhang, replied:
"The Capital Archaeological Center discovered the remains of a eminent monk who passed away. It may be a bit special. We don't know the details. It was originally a task of the local police. We happened to be going to that city to handle a spy case, so let us help escort him along the way. .”
As he said that, he looked at a few people curiously and said, "Look at how tired you are. What's wrong? You just came back? Is the mission completed?"
Wang Xuehao replied: "Hey, don't mention it. It's really not as easy as your task. Something big happened this time."
"What's the big deal?"
"Is it a big deal to have one more restricted area for humans?"
"Hey, big move, there will be bonuses this year."
The two exchanged the case information with each other, and Xu Tiancheng on the side interjected curiously: "Captain Zhang, what are the relics of the eminent monk? Do you need our 749th Bureau to escort them?"
"We'll just drop him off along the way." Lao Zhang replied, thinking for a while, "As for this eminent monk... I saw from the action information that he is an eminent monk with the dharma name 'Zhi Dun'."
Xu Tiancheng looked confused, "To be honest, I have never heard of it."
Wang Xuehao smiled and said: "With your little knowledge reserve, it is not easy to be selected into the 749th round. Don't you know the eminent monk?"
Xu Tiancheng was surprised: "Captain, do you know?"
Wang Xuehao clasped his hands together and said proudly: "Color is emptiness!"
"???"
Because they were on a mission, the two teams did not communicate for too long before saying goodbye to each other.
…
After the closure of the mountain was completed, public opinion on the Internet was also suppressed. No one came to explore and seek adventure, and Longyuan Mountain returned to its previous calm.
This matter seemed to have been revealed just like that, and the public's memory is short-lived. There is never a shortage of new hot topics on the Internet, and their attention was quickly attracted to it.
But I don’t know since when, a documentary began to circulate on the Internet called "The Legendary Fog City".
Many people clicked in out of curiosity and found that the video listed strange things that happened in the foggy city in recent years.
For example, there are the sky fires at the beginning, the wonders of Shangqing Temple later, some of the scenes captured by the program group, and the strange stories about the historical fog of "Carving a Boat and Seeking a Sword", and many more.
The documentary quickly became an internet hit.
The strange thing is that many locations in this video are very blurry.
Except for the well-known Shangqing Temple and Taiwang Village, most of them have been mosaic processed, but this does not prevent them from arousing discussion among netizens.
Although this video is very popular and has a lot of clicks and views, the comment area is very clean and there is a strong contrast and contrast, which logically should not be the case.
Whenever someone talks about the location or coordinates, the comments will be mixed, as if there is an invisible force controlling everything.
Later, netizens also discovered some clues and gradually stopped talking about it. However, because of this video, Shangqingguan once again brought a wave of popularity.
Daiwang Village also benefited from this, and many people came to visit. However, there is no special scenery here, so the popularity disappeared quickly.
After all, in the video, only Shangqingguan and Daiwangcun appear in public view. It seems that a secret force wants to confuse the public.
After people from other provinces watched this video, there was a wave of tourism to the foggy city.
As an international modern metropolis, Fog City is obviously very tolerant. In the urban forest of steel and concrete, there are several towering buildings standing in the sky.
As night falls, neon lights converge into a colorful river, flowing through the city.
Several young people had just returned from Shangqing Temple. They were attracted by things on the Internet and took advantage of the holidays to travel here.
Passing through the suburbs, they talked while walking.
"It is indeed a foggy city. It really deserves its reputation."
"The story of carving a boat and seeking a sword, which was very popular on the Internet, first spread from the Fog City."
"Didn't some experts stand up later and say that the story of carving a boat and seeking a sword is wrong? It seems that there is a layer of fog shrouded in it, and there is a blank in this history. It sounds weird and scary."
"Haha, isn't it? I just listen to them as lies."
The few people were discussing enthusiastically, their voices floating in the evening wind, and they did not notice that a pair of eyes as transparent as green emeralds lit up in the flower bed not far away.
It was Ye Qin who was traveling down the mountain!
He was passing by here, but he never expected to hear such a conversation. It was like a small stone falling into it, causing countless ripples in his heart.
"How is this going?"
Ye Qin looked a little surprised and confused. Wasn't the person described by these people the same old man he met when he entered the mottled years?
He naturally knew the story of carving a boat and seeking a sword, and he also realized it after leaving the mottled years.
But what is going on with the fog of history they say?
Doesn't it have anything to do with myself? !
Could it be that his participation also accidentally left traces in history?
Ye Qin couldn't help but recall the first time he discussed Taoism with Zuo Ci.
At that time, Zuo Ci had a furnace of refined elixirs.
After coming out of the Mottled Years episode, he also seemed to have found burnt pills in the ancient tombs.
There is also a mural depicting a scene where Zuo Ci seems to be waiting for someone.
He thought it was just an accident or coincidence.
Maybe it was Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies, or maybe butterflies dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, so the fragments of the mottled years have some vague connection with reality.
Or, a fragment of mottled years is a small tributary in the long river of time. It is innocuous to the overall situation. He is a spectator from beginning to end.
But now it seems that is not the case.
The conversation between those people just now made Ye Qin suddenly doubtful.
Is he a spectator, or a passer-by?
Can it influence history, or will it only leave historical traces?
Ye Qin Leng stayed on the spot, his thoughts were flowing in his eyes, and he felt a little brain-burning.
"This fragment of mottled years indeed contains mysteries."
However, these are Ye Qin's guesses, and he is not sure. After all, there is no conclusive evidence to prove that Ye Qin was really involved in that period of history.
"Maybe when I enter the mottled years segment for the third time, I might be able to find the answer."
Originally thought that the mottled years were just simple fragments of time, but now Ye Qin's view has changed, and perhaps it involves something deeper.
As the contact deepens, those things will gradually be unearthed.
Ye Qin already had an idea in his mind, his emerald green snake eyes became dark again, and his figure disappeared into the deep night.
No one can discover that such a big snake has ever come to this huge and prosperous city.
As the night grew darker, it seemed as if an overwhelming black curtain shrouded the sky. A silver glow hung on the curtain, dispersing the darkness and illuminating the country roads.
The rustling sound was particularly obvious in the quiet night, like a cold wind blowing or an unknown creature crawling by.
The moonlight was like water, casting a clear light. The wilderness was full of silence, and a crumbling building could be vaguely seen.
The wild temple is located on the land overgrown with weeds, eaten by insects and ants, with broken walls and doors, and a sense of desolation and decay surrounds it.
Ye Qin set foot here again. He didn't know whether it was because the ghost monk had been eliminated, but he didn't feel the fluctuation of the strange energy.
I only felt the breath of mottled years.
This is the destination of his trip.
Now that the ghost monk has been dealt with and there is no danger to Ye Qin in the wild temple, you can also go and see the fragments of the mottled years inside.
Otherwise, it will take a lot of time to search again, so it is better to choose this.
"I hope this fragment of the mottled years can help me answer my questions."
Entering the wild temple, as expected, there was no longer the lingering aura. Everything around him had not changed much, and it was no different from when Ye Qin came.
There is just one missing monk with a weird and exaggerated smile.
After going round and round, I still returned to the starting point.
Ye Qin released his spiritual power, covering the entire temple.
Be careful when sailing the Ten Thousand Years Ship, the aura is too weird, so Ye Qin does not dare to take it lightly.
After a while, Ye Qin finally felt relieved after confirming that there was no more weird smell.
"Skeleton please show up."
Then he summoned the original white bones, and the Shangqing Temple held in his palm exuded a mysterious aura, and began to connect the fragments of the mottled years.
Ye Qin circled his body together, his emerald green snake eyes slowly closed, and he was quickly immersed in the breath of time sensed by Shangqing Temple.
The years are mottled, like a dream, and the waves of time are rushing towards us, rolling up everything around us and settling in the river.
The waves are endless, and the years will not stop, but occasionally a small wave changes, which does not seem to affect anything, but is actually related to everything.
"Buzz!"
The Shangqingguan shook slightly, and the arm with the white bones also shook.
The familiar feeling of weightlessness came towards Ye Qin again, and there was a feeling that his soul was being pulled. As the world was spinning, he felt like he was floating.
I don’t know how long it took, but I slowly opened my eyes and was already in a Taoist temple.
The third time, he was already familiar with the road. When he walked out of the Taoist temple, he saw a lush mountain forest, and there seemed to be no human habitation around it.
"I don't know where I am now or what era I am in."
Ye Qin was walking in the mountains and forests. Just as he was thinking about which direction to go in, he faintly heard the melodious sound of bells not far away.
"Boom--boom--boom!"
He followed the sound of the bell, and soon, a temple came into view. Incense smoke curled up, and it could be seen that the fireworks were in full swing. The sun fell under the golden wall of the temple, as if the supreme divine light was shining, blessing the world.
There are three big characters written on the plaque - Yinshan Temple!
The whole temple looks particularly majestic. The sound of chanting sutras comes from here, floating on the eaves. The breeze blows, and the sound of the bells goes away melodiously along with the sound of wooden fish.
"Is it that ruined temple? It turned out to be called Yinshan Temple."
Ye Qin took a closer look and found that there was nothing strange or dangerous in the temple. After hesitating for a moment, Ye Qin decided to find out.
The temple looks solemn and sacred on the outside, but even the inside is unique.
When Ye Qin walked in, he saw that the temple was surrounded by green trees and flowers and plants, which was pleasing to the eye. The carved corridors and columns were endlessly winding, and its exquisiteness could be seen everywhere.
The temple reflected in the green trees, the apricot-yellow walls, the blue-grey ridges, and the pale green towering ancient trees all look to complement each other.
Inside the temple, there is a lifelike Buddha statue enshrined, sitting on the lotus platform and looking at the world with compassion. Three sticks of incense as thick as a finger are burning in the incense burner in front of the altar.
The smoke curled up, and the facial features of the Buddha statue became a little hazy, which was indescribably mysterious.
There are many monks sitting in the main hall. Their eyes are closed tightly, as if their five senses are blocked, and they concentrate on tapping the wooden fish in their hands.
The wooden fish seems to have a sense of age, its surface looks extremely smooth, and it makes a strong sound, as if the Buddha sitting on the lotus platform is whispering, listening to the movements of all things in the world.
The leading monk didn't look very young, only around 30 or 40 years old, but he had a very noble temperament, like a sect of accomplished monks.
He struck the wooden fish in his hand time and time again, seemingly without any rhythm, but invisibly but with an inexplicable rhythm, which seemed to be able to attract people's hearts.
The first time Ye Qin stepped into the palace, he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell exactly in Ye Qin's direction.
The eyes of the monk and the snake faced each other far away in mid-air, as if they spanned the distance of time and space.
Seeing Ye Qin's arrival, the monk, like the characters in the previous episode, was not surprised. He showed a kind smile and put down the wooden fish in his hand.
"Amitabha, I am a guest even though I have traveled a long way."
"The poor monk's name is 'Zhidun'. I wonder why this donor is here?"
I see that everyone is saying that I am too inexperienced and have few updates.
There will definitely be 10,000 words per day. Occasionally, one update will be a big chapter. If there are two updates, the number of words may be slightly more.
I keep working hard and thank you all for not giving up.
(End of chapter)
