The journey is long in the vast snowfield.
The 20-hand jeep that Song Ziyu bought at a low price was abandoned after driving for more than 200 miles.
Even today with advanced technology, roads still cannot be built very far into no man's land.
Fortunately, it was not far from the destination. Song Ziyu and Mr. Chen each carried their bags and continued moving forward.
"Mr. Chen, how did you find such a ghost place?"
Song Ziyu looked at the surrounding snow-capped mountains and the endless snowfield, and everyone was a little dumbfounded.
In this desolate and desolate world, where can people survive?
Human footprints probably shouldn't set foot here.
Upon hearing this, Professor Chen said with some nostalgia: "Back then... my teacher and I were persecuted and were locked up in the cowshed at the labor camp... This is the Yanchi Lake Farm back then."
Professor Chen pointed in a direction on the wasteland, and as expected, Song Ziyu saw an abandoned and dilapidated building as far as the eye could see.
Those buildings are obviously in disrepair and stand in the desolate world, as if they are ancient summons.
"What are you doing here? What can you do here?"
Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.
"What can be done? Of course there are many things that can be done!" Mr. Chen said with a smile: "What was advocated back then was that man can conquer nature, and we have to ask for food from the barren mountains! As students of the Agricultural College, we are the remnants of the Agricultural School and were sent here. Come on, naturally it needs to fend for itself.”
"Fend for yourself..."
Song Ziyu murmured.
"Yes, either live here or die here." Professor Chen's expression gradually became distorted as he recalled the unbearable past events.
"It doesn't matter if we don't mention the past. They are the scars of the times. When they are torn open, there is pus that cannot be scabbed underneath." Mr. Chen sighed, but his style suddenly changed: "But Xiao Song, don't underestimate this place. , the greatest discovery that my teacher and I made was in this barren land."
While talking, Song Ziyu followed Mr. Chen over a mountain peak, and the next second, an incredible scene appeared in front of him.
In the wide valley surrounded by mountain peaks, large tracts of rhizome plants were rushing toward us like a tsunami.
That kind of endless feeling made Song Ziyu's eyes light up.
Looking at the meadow-like scene, Song Ziyu felt really incredible: "It's so weird that such a barren land can grow such lush plants."
"Hehe, you can see it too."
Mr. Chen smiled.
Song Ziyu nodded. The crops he had been dumping in Longshan for so long would be really useless if he couldn't see anything different.
"Such a barren land shouldn't have plants of this size. It's wrong."
Song Ziyu said thoughtfully.
"You are right, these rhizome plants are all failures made by the teacher during his early research on Liangshu No. 1." Mr. Chen said slowly.
"That's it!" Song Ziyu suddenly realized.
"These rhizome plants more or less need the genes of other improved plants, and they are attempts on the road to improvement." Mr. Chen said slowly: "Most of them have adapted to the high cold, salt-alkali, and harsh conditions here. weather, but it was still a failure.”
"Why?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.
"It's obviously growing so well and reproducing vigorously, so why is it a failure?"
Mr. Chen said: "No matter how good these plants grow, they can't fill their hungry stomachs, so they are destined to be failed experiments."
Song Ziyu nodded thoughtfully.
So the group continued to move forward.
As we walked, it started to snow in the sky.
The goose-feather heavy snow fell with the wind and fell on the meadow-like plants. These reed-like plants were fluttering in the wind. Under the heavy weight of the snowflakes, they intentionally or unintentionally shook off the accumulated snow...
The two of them continued on their way.
Sudden!
Song Ziyu stood up straight and looked in an extremely distant direction.
"What's wrong?" Mr. Chen was also shocked by Song Ziyu's actions.
"I seem to see a person." Song Ziyu said: "A monk."
Sure enough, on an extremely distant mountain, there was a monk wearing a territorial cassock walking slowly.
This is very abnormal, because this place is an extremely harsh environment, and there is no way that there are still monks who migrate to the mountains.
However, Chen Lao smiled and said: "Don't make a fuss. There is indeed a temple not far from here. It's not surprising that you saw the monks. They live here. Moreover, the mountain where the temple is located is also the final destination of our trip. destination."
Song Ziyu put away the shock in her heart and nodded slowly.
After seeing the mountains and the sea, the two continued to trek forward.
…
On the other side of the sea of plants that Song Ziyu and Mr. Chen couldn't see, off-road vehicles were heading towards the empty corpse mountain in a rampage.
A large number of plants appeared in front of them, and these rhizome plants over two meters high blocked the way like a forest and a sea.
"Go around!"
Chen Youping sat on the off-road vehicle and issued orders to the team.
However, the rebellious Arthur Bento said: "Why should we take a detour when we can go in a straight line? Damn it, if we do this, we will have to walk on the way back."
However, Chen Youping sneered and said: "If you are not afraid of death, just drive in a straight line, but it is best to put me outside before you die. I don't want to follow you to die."
"Is there anything strange about this plant?" Arthur Bento asked curiously.
"You don't want to know."
Chen Youping's tone was very cold, and he was stuck in some not-so-good memories.
The reason why Yanchi Lake Farm was eventually disbanded and diverted had something to do with these plants.
"But is it really necessary to go around so far?" Bento asked.
"If you feel that you have too many men, you can let them in." Chen Youping said calmly.
"What do you mean by that tone?"
Arthur Bento asked.
"Means nothing."
Chen Youping's tone was still cold. It was obvious that Chen Youping didn't want these foreigners to know his secret.
Arthur Bento thought for a while and finally chose to go around.
It's not that Arthur Bento likes to listen to other people's opinions, but because Bento himself has a sense of smell that is different from ordinary people, he sensed something abnormal in this sea of plants.
Although this place is unremarkable, it seems to contain endless dangers.
Although Arthur Bento is arrogant enough, he is not blind.
So the two off-road vehicles took a detour and chose a longer distance.
There is no doubt that Arthur Bento's choice was wise, because beneath this sea of plants, hidden from view by the dense root system, there are countless animal and human skeletons hidden.
Chen Youping has never told anyone that his great teacher, the evil managers of the Yanchi Lake Labor Camp, the woman he loved most when he was young, and his dreams about his youth...are all buried forever. Under this sea of plants.
…
"Search for the dragon and share the gold to see the winding mountain. One layer of entanglement is a layer of barrier. If there are eight layers of danger in closing the door, there will be no yin and yang and eight trigrams."
Hu Liuyi was holding the brass compass in his hand and staring ahead on a mountain.
"Ms. Zhang, are you sure this is where your grandfather came from?" Hu Liuyi did some Feng Shui research, surveyed the terrain, and finally looked at Julie Zhang with doubts on his face.
"There is no mistake. When the famous explorer Wei Malun led the expedition across the territory, my grandfather was one of them. Here, they discovered traces of the Xixiong Tomb for the first time." Julie Zhang He said slowly: "At that time, they planned to settle down and have a good exploration, but then something happened, and except for my grandfather, everyone else died."
"What happened?" Fatty Wang asked curiously.
"I don't know...my grandfather never mentioned this, but..."
Julie Zhang hesitated to speak.
"Just what?"
Everyone asked.
Julie Zhang sighed and said, "It's just that when my grandfather was seriously ill and in a coma, he muttered in his sleep more than once not to enter that forest."
"Forest? This is next to the desert. How could there be a forest? It's really funny." Fatty Wang laughed dryly, but no one responded.
At this time, Hu Liuyi said: "Ms. Zhang, I'm not afraid to tell you that based on my deduction of the Yin and Yang secrets and my judgment on Xunlong's gold, the Feng Shui here belongs to the Jedi."
"Jedi?"
Julie Zhang was stunned, not understanding what Hu Liuyi meant.
Hu Liuyi explained: "Burials in large tombs are extremely particular, and Bagua will definitely not use Jedi and Death Gate as burial places."
As he spoke, Hu Liuyi pointed around and said: "The mountains here seem to be slow but are actually fast, which is a disadvantage. The door is wide open, and the purple energy will go eastward and never come back... The people buried here will most likely be extinct. .”
Immediately, Hu Liuyi asked again: "Who is Xixiong? The hero of the ancient dynasty, a mythical figure in legends. There has been huge controversy over his existence in history. Many experts even think that he is a fictional character. The characters are just the spiritual totems of the indigenous people in the territory."
"Such a hero, let alone exist or not! Even if he really exists, it is impossible to bury himself in such a desperate place."
After speaking, Hu Liuyi looked at Julie Zhang very seriously and said: "Xi Xiong Dazhu will not let his family die, right?"
Lao Yanqiang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly answered: "According to historical records, the Xixiong Dazhu family seems to be really extinct. Not only is it extinct... the surname that belongs to them has also disappeared in history."
"Hiss..." Hu Liuyi took a breath of cold air.
If the old smoker doesn't speak, he will definitely be a blockbuster when he speaks, because among the tomb robbers, the old man was once a retired professor of the history department of a famous university. He is knowledgeable and knowledgeable in this aspect. There is no one in Yuxia who can be better than him. not much.
Therefore, the words of an old smoker are tantamount to a golden rule.
Just when Hu Liuyi looked gloomy and uncertain, Julie Zhang said: "Actually, I understand what you are saying. Our Zhang family is also a famous antique family in Yuxia Kingdom. The reason why my grandfather is so sure that this is the Xixiong Tomb , there must be a reason.”
As she spoke, Julie opened her wrist and flipped it, and something appeared in her hand. It was a small vine twisted like an earthworm!
