Chapter 15 Five Saints Snow Mountains (Part 2)

There are many ancient tombs of three dragons in history. For example, the three sons of the Warring States Period were buried in Mangshan, which was excavated in 1987. There are three related ancient tombs arranged in three hills in the same mountain range. The two ancient tombs on both sides originally had a corridor about half a meter in diameter to the tomb of the landlord in the middle. Unfortunately, when the excavation was discovered, these corridors had collapsed. The archaeological team did not know whether these corridors were really connected or were just a symbolic decoration.

We followed his hand and saw three snow-capped mountains at the end of the world, no different from the surrounding snow-capped mountains. We didn't know where Chen Pi A Si's judgment came from.

After Chen Pi A Si finished speaking, he glanced at the Man Oil Bottle and asked him, "Brother, are I right?"

The mangled reaction to other people's questions. He looked back at Chenpi Asi, but said nothing, and turned back to continue looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

We don’t understand Big Tou Feng Shui, and we feel a little mysterious in our hearts when we hear it. However, since the old man said that, Mon Oil Bottle seems to agree, so it’s better not to doubt this.

When we went down to the place where Aning and the others stayed at the foot of the mountain, we saw abandoned luggage scattered in the snow, and many of them were flipping through, without any food left behind. Obviously, all the equipment has been re-screened, and some useless or repetitive things have been abandoned.

The fat man even found a few guns, but the bullets inside were all removed and taken away, leaving only the open gun body. The fat man took the gun with him and wanted to take it away, but was stopped by Shunzi and said that you were carrying a gun. If you met the border guards here, you would be hard to talk. If there was no gun, you would find out that he could help us get through. It would be a pity for the fat man to make it sound like a pity.

After passing the flat ramp Aning stayed at the foot of the mountain. Behind it is the valley, we see Aning's horse team's footprints extending towards the depths of the valley.

We also rectified here for a while, and Shunzi took us to the Little Saint Pass in the other direction. Soon, we walked into a white world. What we saw was the skyless snow and the rare naked rocks and ice cones.

Changbai Mountain may be the only snow-capped mountain in the world that can be walked up. It is much better than the glaciers of Kunlun Mountain. The environment is much better. There is no such huge ice cap with cracks. You don’t have to worry about sudden breakage under your feet. However, the glaciers of Changbai Mountain are also typical ancient glaciers, and the mountain coherence is not good. I have ice-eroded landforms, mortar caves, giant ice buckets, and bottomless ice wells. Anyway, I haven’t learned the snow-capped landforms well and I can’t tell any reason. I only know that once I walk often, there is no road ahead, and I have to go around or lie down from the edge, and I have to walk in a very dangerous way.

There was nothing to say all the way, and it seemed like we had a straight line distance of just a few hours. We actually walked for nearly a day before we arrived. When we arrived at the valley of Xiaosheng Snow Mountain, it was already evening that day.

We camped on the snow caves on the snow slopes above the valley, about five or six hundred meters long, and ate something hot. The starry sky at high altitude was extremely bright and clear. Chenpi Asi used a compass and roughly determined the route to take the next day with the astronomical compass in his heart and the arrangement of the stars in the sky.

The people along the way were tired, but it was early, and the fat man hugged Shunzi and asked if there were any hot springs around.

Shunzi was also thinking about hot springs. But he said that the altitude here was too high. He didn't come often, and it was a bit difficult to find hot springs. If you feel bored, you can go around and look for them. By the way, you can also see the places where the ancient ancestors were buried, more than one kilometer away from our camping place.

Those who fight back always have a special feeling for the corpse. Anyway, they are idle. When we hear that there are dead people, we are curious.

Chen Pi A Si was unable to do anything, and Monk Hua took care of him, so the others followed Shunzi to the valley on the left side of the camp. After walking for less than half an hour, they arrived at a cliff, where the Ice Valley was located below, and it was pitch black and there was nothing to see.

Shunzi found a good place to stop, fire up a cold fireworks and throw it over.

I saw that there were indeed many black shadows curled up in the ice layer at the bottom of the ice valley, densely packed. Some could clearly see the shape of the human terrain, while others were only small black dots left, around the ice valley, and there were even traces of sacrifice.

Shunzi said that ice burials were popular among villagers in the mountains in ancient times. In the early days of liberation, people were buried in this ice cliff, so sometimes some elderly people come here to worship. The glaciers here are thicker year by year, so when you look at the innermost corpses and those small dots that are almost impossible to see clearly may have a history of thousands of years, while the outermost lies in decades.

I roughly counted the black spots I could see and found thousands of them. Obviously, this frozen cemetery has accumulated so many dead people over the years. There should be still such an ice valley in the Little Saint Valley. Then isn’t this snow mountain just a huge grave mountain?

"Among these corpses, will there be Dongxia slaves who were built at that time?" the fat man suddenly asked.

"No guaranteed." Menyoubo looked at the depths of the Bing Valley, and the cold light gradually dimmed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The body was buried in the ice, and it was impossible to dig it out. We looked around and looked for the hot springs again. We really found a small one for us. Several people washed their feet and faces in the hot springs, and returned to the camp with warm bodies. When we talked about the situation, Monk Hua was so envious.

It’s strange to say on the snow-capped mountains. When people are warm, they become sleepy. When people are so cold that they are sleepy. Dinner is made of noodles. After eating, the sleepiness comes. There are winds outside. We all go into the sleeping bag early to rest. Shunzi is on duty at the first shift. We have a lot of people and don’t need to rotate people in one day. Today, the three people are Shunzi, Lang Feng and Pan Zi.

I was very tired and fell asleep soon. I thought I could sleep a sweet sleep, but I didn't expect to sleep for an hour. Monk Hua, Fatty, Lang Feng, and Pan Zi started to snore at the same time, one after another, just like a symphony, I woke up with a nightmare.

I couldn't sleep anymore and felt uncomfortable lying down. I climbed out of the tent and said to Shunzi, "I'll change with you, I'll come to your class, you go to sleep for a while."

Shunzi was smoking at his own expense, staring at the huge black mountain under the moonlight, and shook his head when he heard me changing shifts and saying no, he took our money, and it would be impossible to do this.

I thought to myself that you would just take out the cigarette and get tired of it. I went up and asked him to borrow a fire, and then started chatting with him while adding fuel to the stove.

Chatting with the guide is a matter of knowledge. I told him a lot of antiques, and he was very interested. He also told me a lot of local customs and interesting things about the mountains and forests. I didn't feel sleepy at all when I heard it. The more I talked, the more energetic the two of them became.

Later, I talked about this expedition. Shunzi told me that he was a border guard for seven years, but for four years he was a reserve force. Before joining the army, he picked herbs, so he was very familiar with the snow mountain. His comrades called it "Alangcai". It means the son of the snow mountain. So we can definitely rest assured that we follow him. For example, there are not many people who can bring people in here, so he is one of them.

I was suspicious and thought to myself, why did you faint before you even entered the mountain? This must be a brag, but seeing him being serious, he didn't need to tear his platform. Just follow his words.

As we chatted, the topics became more and more talked about, and we felt that the distance between us was getting closer. At this time, Shunzi suddenly asked me: "Boss Wu... Actually, what did you come into the mountain for? Can you tell me?"

I was stunned when I heard this, and I didn't know how to answer, and the two of them calmed down again.

How can I say our purpose? I said I came to find the Genting Heavenly Palace. Can you believe it? It is not okay to say that I came to the cemetery robber, and it is obvious that the traveler was not. It is really hard to say. I thought about it for a long time, but finally sighed: "Why do you care about this? I can't say it."

Shunzi seemed to have expected that I would answer this way and smiled: "It's okay, I'm just asking casually."

I felt uncomfortable because I didn't want to lie to him, so I just changed the topic and talked about something else. I asked him why he later became a snow mountain guide since he used to pick herbs.

Picking herbs in Changbai Mountain is very profitable, and it is much more comfortable than being a thankless guide. There are so few snow mountain guides now, which is why.

Shunzi glanced at me and suddenly said something that made me vomit blood.

He said: "I am not a professional guide. I have been picking herbs after I retired from the army. I rarely take people up the mountain a few times, and I will not go so deep. I usually turn back at the girl lake. This is the first time I have led a team in here."

I smiled and said, "Stop kidding."

"Really, Mr. Wu, I'll tell the truth. This season, no professional guide will take you into the snow-capped mountains. If I don't bring you in, you will only come in by yourself." He smiled at me: "It's too dangerous. If it weren't for the blessing of the Bodhisattva, we are actually dead. It would be a miracle to be able to reach here without any shortage. But you don't have to worry. Although I haven't brought anyone in, I have walked in many times, very familiar and will not happen."

His expression was very serious. He was not joking at first glance. I cursed in my heart and said strangely. "Since it is so dangerous, are you still bringing us here? Are you just short of this little money?"

Shunzi glanced at me meaningfully and said, "Money is also a factor, and there is another reason... it is because my father, he... disappeared ten years ago. At that time, he also brought a group of people into the snow mountain, which was similar to the route you were going, but in the end, the whole group disappeared into the mountains. I vaguely remember that the tourists who came to him at that time looked very similar to your outfits. It was also in winter, and it was necessary to go up the mountain. So when I saw you, I suddenly felt that I must follow you. First, I don't want you to die like my father. Second, I have a very childish idea. Maybe your purpose of entering the mountain is the same as those ten years ago, so maybe I can know what happened to my father. Of course, this is just my imagination." He smiled self-deprecatingly: "My father may have just encountered an avalanche and buried it in this snowy mountain."

I realized, "That's why you asked us about the destination of entering the mountain..." Shunzi nodded embarrassedly: "Hey, you don't understand, that feeling is like knowing that my father is sleeping in this snowy mountain but not being able to see it."

I didn't expect Shunzi to be so delicate in his heart, so I couldn't help but look at him with admiration. I used to think that he was just an ordinary tour guide with a smooth tongue.

However, the tourists who entered the snow-capped mountains ten years ago were very similar to us. Did they come to find the Genting Heavenly Palace? I felt a little sad, but then I denied my thoughts. No, it is impossible. There are too many places in Changbai Mountain that can make a person disappear, and it is impossible for such a coincidence. His father might have encountered some accident and died in the mountains.

Shunzi saw that I didn't speak, thinking that the question I just asked was a bit too much, and said to me: "Boss Wu, I think you are different from others, so I told you these things. I hope you don't talk about these things to others, I'm afraid they will have concerns."

I thought to myself that I would definitely not say that it was your first time bringing people here. If you don’t say that Chenpi A Si will do anything to you, the fat man may beat you to death.

So he nodded and agreed. At this time, Lang Feng from the second class came out of the tent, yawned, and saw the two of us chatting. Suddenly, Shunzi packed up his things, put peeing in the snow and went to bed. Lang Feng and I had nothing to say. He also said hello and went back to sleep.

Amid the deafening snoring, I was half asleep and half awake, dreaming of Shunzi's father ten years ago, a bearded Shunzi led a group of people up the mountain. What's strange is that in my dream, I always feel that I have seen those people somewhere, tossing and turning. I was sleeping very uneasy.

The next day, before dawn, I began to move up the mountain range.

Judging from the problem of Shunzi yesterday, he should have known that we are not ordinary mountaineers. I know that we are not good at disguising us. At least, no tourist person would rush on the road so crazy, but we can't care about so many. Anyway, he is a tour guide in Changbai Mountain. He has long been aware of receiving various mysterious teams. Poachers here every year, Korean ethnic pilgrims, and herb collectors. There is no thousand and there are eight hundred. Everyone has secrets. What do we do, let him guess.

The roads on the mountainside are even more difficult to walk. The roads in many places are slanted, and there are snow-covered mountains above our heads, which are very easy to avalanche and cannot speak loudly. The snow on the road is too thick. The snow layer for thousands of years is almost empty below. Sometimes people can cover the snow and they don’t reach their chests. If they don’t help, they can’t get out. We can only carefully use long ice cones to hit the foot nest bit by bit, just like walking in a minefield.

The fat man's footsteps are the fastest, which is related to his previous experience in snow exploration. He walked the way forward. Because of the mountain reaction, our tongues began to numb. Except for the occasional modification of the direction of his journey in Chenpi Ashi, only the sound of gasping for breath was left around him. The whole world seemed to have no life.

After passing the snowy road on the hillside, we walked into a frozen zone with giant snow slopes on both sides. There was no sunlight here all year round, and the snow was frozen. The slope of the mountain became more and more frequent, and the temperature was extremely low. Inside, we finally saw the Longtou Treasure Cave of Chenpi A Siding, which was a steep slope cliff that was almost at a sharp angle of 60 degrees to the mountain, covered with white snow.

We continued to move upward, one by one, trying to stagger our bodies as much as possible, and started to use ice cone and ice hammers to climb to the steep slope.

This little holy mountain is not among the sixteen peaks of Changbai, so we didn't pay much attention when we came, but it was not an unknown small peak. This peak is far away from the Great Holy Peak opposite, and a valley is formed in the middle, standing in front of the Three Holy Snow Mountain, like two guards guarding the gate. This Jingguan is called the Heavenly Soldiers Guarding Immortal Gate.

From the perspective of small Feng Shui, the two mountains of Xianmen are surrounded by tigers and dragons, and their aura is swallowed by all directions. If they were not on the Sino-Korea border and had always been in constant conflict, this place would have been a place where the tombs of nobles in the imperial palace were gathered. As I walked along the way, even at my level, I could see the strange trend of the mountains here, with a strong dragon energy. We are more confident about the assumption that there is a tomb on the mountain.

When climbing steep slopes, we consumed more physical strength. After climbing a steep slope, Chenpi Asi climbed for a while, and his physical strength reached its limit and he could no longer climb. Lang Feng had to carry the old man on his back, so we walked even slower.

After about three hours of trek, we finally climbed the snow slope. At this time, I had completely lost my mind and followed the fat man entirely on conditioned reflexes.

The fat man was the first to arrive, as physically as good as he had reached his limit. After stepping on the snow above, he was a little confused. He pretended to step on his footprints and opened his hands and said to us: "This is just a small step for me personally, but for the lieutenant of the gold-touching captain, it was a mother's leap." Then he lay down into the snow and did not move.

I was almost exhausted, my legs began to become weak involuntarily, and the person began to slide down. Pan Zi wanted to pull me up, but after pulling it a few times, I couldn't use my strength, and he himself rolled to the ground.

I knocked hard on the snow with an ice pick, and then I stuck myself. The others fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and looking around.

This snow slope is a huge area, and there is almost no dividing line on the left and right. If there is no Chenpi A Si Gui Road, you will never feel anything special. The snow covers on it very flat, and only a few black bare rocks suddenly emerge. The Sansheng Snow Mountain is on our left at this time, much closer than yesterday. The top of the Holy Mountain is covered with white snow. The entire huge mountain like a monster stands majestic. The white-topped black rock looks steeper than other peaks around it. Due to the sunset, a strange light blue mist covers the entire mountain, with a fairy air ethereal and the scenery is very shocking.

Ye Cheng gasped and sighed: "It's so beautiful. No wonder they said that Penglai Fairyland is not as good as Changbai's gaze. It's worth it after climbing for so long."

Several of them were all rough people, but they were also intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in the surrounding sunset, especially in the snow-capped mountains, the feeling of standing under the celestial top is even more amazing.

Just as I was trying to take out my camera and take pictures of the scenery here, the fat man suddenly took a photo of me and asked me to see him.

I looked in the direction of his finger and saw that the oil bottle on one side had already kneeled down and lowered his head respectfully towards the Three Saints Snow Mountain in the distance. A faint and very sad expression appeared on his face, which was originally expressionless.
Chapter completed!