Chapter 35 Cemetery Cabin 1 "Go down the steep slope and go through this forest."
I pointed to the circle on the map and determined the location of my destination with certainty.
Secretary Jiang exclaimed that the old Orion was the old Orion.
He had been a secretary in Yuemiao Village for half his life, and he only knew that there was a place like Fuxian Lake, which was about half a day's walk from Yuemiao Village.
Unexpectedly, we followed the shortcut pointed by Old Wood and arrived at our destination in just two hours.
It was three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was getting thicker, and there were shimmering waves in the distance, reflecting through the gaps between the trees.
I thought of Uncle Atie and Xiang Ling.
They were chasing Yang Erpi from the main road.
They might also be in the Fuxian Lake area at the moment.
However, Fuxian Lake is so large that it is the largest deep-water freshwater lake in China, with a volume of tens of billions of cubic meters.
Mi, it’s not easy to meet here.
Thinking about this, I can't help but worry, Fuxian Lake is so huge, where can we find Baiyanweng?
What if he lives on an isolated island in the middle of the lake and we don’t even have a raft to wade in?
Secretary Jiang didn’t know what was bothering me.
When he saw me frowning, he thought it was because he was tired from the journey, so he simply started chatting and started introducing us to the origin of Fuxian Lake.
"During the reign of Emperor Yizong of the Tang Dynasty, the imperial court wanted to attack Nanzhao and sent Cai Xi, the Hunan observer envoy, as the military envoy.
There was a civil servant named Fan Chuo under Cai Xi.
He collected a large amount of information on Nanzhao and was involved in several dangers during this period. , went deep into the people to investigate the national conditions of Nanzhao.
Later, when he lost the war, Fan Chuo began to write books and biographies.
One of them was called Man Shu, which was equivalent to that of the time.
Yunnan local chronicles.
He called Fuxian Lake Dachi in his book.
In the later Chengjiang Prefecture Chronicle, there was also an article about Fuxian Lake.
Luojia Lake, according to the historical and geographical records of the Ming Dynasty: Chengjiang Prefecture has Luozang Mountain in the north and Fuxian Lake in the south.
The name Luojia Lake may be related to the Luojia tribe established by Nanzhao and Dali Duan in Chengjiang during the Song and Yuan Dynasties.
The origin of the three words "Fuxian Lake" is said to be based on a myth: It is said that the Jade Emperor sent two immortals to the earth one day to inspect the people's situation, probably mainly to see if the people paid incense and offered sacrifices on time.
Daxian was very happy while inspecting and playing along the way.
After they arrived in central Yunnan, they saw a pool of clear water with sparkling waves.
They were immediately attracted and felt like this place.
It's much better than in the sky.
The air is so pollution-free, and the most important thing is that I don't have to live in a crowded house with other gods.
I stood by the lake and forgot about the years.
We all know that this god is immortal and has no time.
They have a strong sense of time.
They stood here for thousands of years, and finally became two huge rocks standing side by side, which is why this place has the name Fuxian Lake."
"Well, what you say is quite insightful."
The fat man walked at the front of the team with a spear in his arms.
"But according to the description of Fuxian Lake in ancient times, this looks like a good place.
We are looking for Since that old white man chose to live in seclusion here with the gods in the sky, he can be regarded as an expert in Feng Shui.
He is so happy.
Old Hu, don’t you know Feng Shui?
Come here and see if there is anything underwater.
Tomb" I asked you why you can't do without your profession.
Everyone knows that the bottom of Fuxian Lake is not peaceful.
It's just that the lake is as clear as a mirror, the surrounding mountains are peaceful, and the mountains and peaks are round and jade.
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It really doesn't look like a capable person.
A place to hide zombies.
The fat man said what happened to the Feng Shui treasure land.
Over time, he became a master and talked too much and became strange.
Those big tombs and imperial mausoleums are not buried in the eyes of Feng Shui, and they should still make troubles.
Counting just the ones we shot to death, even if there weren't even a dozen, it would be enough to form a column.
I said there are mountains of gold and silver buried under Fuxian Lake, and they have nothing to do with us, so you’d better give up.
Secretary Jiang was very frightened after hearing our conversation.
He implicitly asked about our careers.
Shiry Yang took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.
Secretary Jiang, who had never read a foreign language, turned the business card over and studied it, pointed to the stars and stripes on the back and asked, "Why, how many of them are foreign businessmen?"
Facing Secretary Jiang's slightly expectant eyes, I had to act serious and made up the identity of a foreign developer for Shiry Yang, and the rest of us were her consultants and bodyguards.
As soon as he said this, Secretary Jiang was immediately elated, his expression changed instantly, and he happily walked forward and wanted to shake hands with us one by one.
The fat man put his arm around Secretary Jiang's shoulders, stepped on the stone, and raised his hand to gesture: "Look at the scenery of the mountains and the light of the lake.
How much waste has been buried in nothing.
Waste is a crime.
Our General Manager Yang plans to When the time comes, hey, let's turn this piece of land into a tourist attraction.
Then we'll build a road and an asphalt road will lead directly to Kunming.
Look at that piece of land.
I think it's great.
Build a row of big villas.
Wires, tree signs” Shiry Yang pulled me aside while the fat man was talking nonsense with Secretary Jiang.
She looked at me helplessly and asked, "What's the point of lying to him like this?
We don't have any clues now, and it's very likely that we'll miss it."
Why bother others to follow us all the time?"
"No matter how anxious we are now, the white-eyed man will not run out on his own.
Secretary Jiang is good at everything, but he is too courageous.
I just say this to give him hope.
Besides, I didn't lie to him about the Star-Spangled Banner.
He is what people take for granted.”
"Okay, okay, let me tell you, I will give you ten.
There are many reasons."
Shiry Yang frowned and looked around, "The place is here, but there is no one.
It's all my fault that I was too impulsive at the time.
If I continue to deal with the chieftain, After a while, we might be able to find out more clues.
At least we can find out Baiyanweng’s home address.”
"Shalang is not a fool.
Since he is so afraid of others mentioning White Eyes, your asking is in vain.
I think it is better to go down to the river beach first and see the environment here before making a plan."
Although I said this , but I also know in my heart that relying on this bad idea to find someone is like a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and it is unreliable.
"Hey, hey, what are the two young men and women over there doing so sneakily?"
The fat man must have finished bragging.
He was in a high mood at this moment, and he really thought of himself as a big deal.
"Don't be impatient.
Let's go down the mountain.
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Isn't Lao Bai still waiting for us?"
I asked the fat man Lao Bai who he was, and he glared at me, ran over, hooked his shoulders, and whispered: "I told Secretary Jiang that the old Bai we are looking for is Shiry Yang's grandfather.
He has been separated for many years.
This man is The search for a relative has come."
"How dare you make this up?"
I thought of the Partridge Whistle made by Taoist Taoist Moving Mountain, and suddenly I felt like thunder was coming from the sky.
"That's what I said casually.
Look at Secretary Jiang's eyes.
Have you changed?
Are they full of desire for life?
A little secretary who came from a remote country.
Doesn't he just want to make some achievements or make improvements?
I didn’t lie to him about other things about the villagers’ lives and donations.
The transportation was really bad along the way.
I just heard from him that the children in the nearby village wanted to read a book.
To read the story of Lei Feng, you have to go over mountains and ridges to Jiangcheng.
You said that the journey back and forth, which takes only three or four days, is the flower of the motherland and the future of the country.
It hurts to hear that.
I thought about it, and I will give it to you when I go back.
Don’t worry about anything else, the gravel road has to be repaired.
Of course, if you can find something under Fuxian Lake, that would be great.
Donate it all and leave nothing."
"Are you too enlightened?
Put your face over and give me a pinch."
"Go away, how can you doubt your class comrades like this?
My fiery heart, what do you have to question?"
"What you said is a good thing.
But when I hear it, it sounds like you are paving the way for Xia Dou.
When did we say we were going to go down to Fuxian Lake?
Moreover, even if we really wanted to go down, where would the boats and respirators come from?
We are here to find people, not to make money.
Unless Baiyanweng said that his home is under the lake, this Fuxian Lake has nothing to do with our food stamps. " The fat man retorted: "I'm here now, don't worry if I don't make another trip."
"That's not my lake.
What should I worry about?"
"This is wrong.
It seems that Commander Hu, your consciousness is not high enough.
How can we distinguish this kind of thing?
Whose lake is the lake?
It is the country's lake, and it is the people's lake.
Who are we, the people's soldiers?
Can we just sit back and ignore the zombies in this lake?
Can we just watch the people suffer?
We can't resolutely refuse to do so.
Even if you can beat him to death," the fat man said impassionedly, with the air of pointing out the country, "I thought, no matter whether there is really a big tomb down there, it is best to go there and prove everything with facts and refute the rumors about Fuxian Lake.
"If there is, that would be even better.
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The graves of the landlords and old men should be plucked out in one fell swoop to benefit the village."
I couldn't help feeling worried when I heard that Fatty wanted to find out whether he was alive or dead.
When he saw that I was silent, he thought that a consensus had been reached, and ran to the front while twisting his butt and humming a tune.
Siyan and Shiryyang studied the map for a while and said to me: "Although this area is large, there are not many places where people can live.
The lake is deep and wide and the water will rise and fall.
We have circled a few points that are not affected by the fluctuations.
Location.
You can start with these places.”
Looking at the fat man who was leading the way and the beaming Secretary Jiang, I had no choice but to accept Four Eyes's suggestion and start searching from a few more likely areas.
I couldn't help but blame myself for not asking Mr.
Xue more clearly when I came here.
Now I can't find anyone when I get there.
Chapter 36 Cemetery Cabin 2 I looked at the sky.
We had been on the road since we came out of Yuemiao Village, and now the sun was slowly setting in the west.
Fuxian Lake seems to be right in front of you, but it takes a lot of effort to actually get there.
It might be dark by the time we get to the lake.
I told everyone to hurry up and make sure to reach the place marked on the map before the sun sets.
I remember that back then, we came to Yunnan to look for the Muchen Bead and unravel the curse on Taoist Banshan.
At that time, we had maps and guides, unlike now when we have to search for a needle in a haystack and have to search for an old man who only knows his nickname within a radius of dozens of kilometers.
As I walked, I was thinking about how to find the white-eyed man.
The fat man was still discussing road construction with Secretary Jiang.
Shiry Yang didn't speak much along the way.
It seemed that he was thinking of ideas just like me.
By the time a few of us actually arrived at the shore of Fuxian Lake, the sun had already set halfway up the mountainside, and the five-color rays of rays of light shining on the green lake were breathtakingly beautiful.
I was almost blinded by the beautiful scenery and couldn't help myself standing by the lake for a long time.
"This place is so beautiful."
Shiry Yang stood next to me and took a deep breath.
"No wonder there is a legend about the gods' nostalgia turning into rocks.
If you really live in such a place, I think it will be the same with the gods.
There’s no difference.”
"Don't care whether he is a god or a monster, it's important to find him first.
Look at the weather, maybe we'll all have to camp."
When I think of the armed teams in Yuemiao Village, I have a lawsuit on my head.
They are all brothers from ethnic minorities.
Although they act as lackeys for the wolf-killing chieftain, these are all conflicts among the people after all.
When we find Baiyanweng and ask about the matter clearly, maybe we can find out the secret of Tusi and give the folks in Miao District a happy and free day.
"Then let's start from this ridge," Siyan said, pointing to the ridge connecting the mountain forest and the lake.
"That place is like a cliff.
It is close to Fuxian Lake and not affected by the tide.
It is more likely to be inhabited.
"shirey Yang took out the telescope from her bag and looked towards the hillside.
After a while, she shouted excitedly: "There is a house there, come and see."
I took the telescope and looked towards the ridge pointed by my four eyes.
I could vaguely see the roof of a stilted building through the sparse branches.
"Great, there is a family on the edge of the cliff.
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This time, the blind cat caught the dead mouse and happened to go up."
I handed the binoculars to the fat man.
He glanced at it and said with a smile: "Comrade Lao Bai will enjoy it.
The house is built by the lake.
When the lake breeze blows in the summer, even the money for the electric fan is saved."
The unexpected hut gave us new hope, so much so that I didn't even bother to remind Fatty that there was no electricity here.
Although they walked on the mountain road for nearly four hours, no one in the team complained about tiredness or suffering.
Even Secretary Jiang didn't frown.
Everyone was eager to get to Baiyanweng's stilted building before dark.
Because her mood began to relax, Shiry Yang's expression softened significantly.
She asked me about Yang Erpi and expressed concern that he was poisoned.
I said, don't worry about it.
The mink guy is a tough guy, how can you give it up so casually?
Furthermore, he usually does some shady things, but this time he was unlucky.
He met someone who used "drugs", and he just treated them as a gangster and had nothing to do with us.
"That being said, don't you have any doubts at all?"
Shiry Yang asked me while looking at the endless Fuxian Lake.
I know what she means, and privately I have thought about the series of strange things that happened around Fuxian Lake in my mind several times, but apart from some fragmented clues, I don’t have any idea.
I really can’t think of anything.
Come up with a reason.
But seeing that Shiry Yang started talking again today, I asked her, "Did you think of something?"
As she walked, she said: "First of all, the news about the zombies under Fuxian Lake has been reported in the newspaper.
It is obvious to all, and it is almost certain.
As for whether the white-haired thing they are talking about is a zombie, that is another matter.
Never mind.
Then there is the sudden disappearance of Crazy Dog Village.
According to Secretary Jiang, the day when the zombies were caught is the same as the day when the village disappeared.
It coincides with each other.
There must be a great connection.
It can even be said that there is a direct relationship between the two.
"I nodded in agreement without thinking about it: "There is no need to question the connection between the two.
I can't believe it.
Ninety-nine percent of it is certain.
As for the remaining one percent, it is reserved for Chairman Mao.
He has taught us that everything cannot be absolute."
"That's not good.
According to my opinion, since Mad Dog Village used to be a tourist spot where the King of Dian took his public holidays, it is very likely that his remains buried under the lake after his death are an imperial tomb."
When the fat man heard this, " The word "zombie" is like a rat seeing oil.
It suddenly jumped up to our side and spoke enthusiastically.
I couldn't laugh or cry because of his enthusiastic energy, so I had to use facts to dampen his enthusiasm: "The King of Dian is considered a feudal prince, and he should be buried in his own land if he dies.
If he sinks himself into the lake for nothing, that's nothing."
He’s not the King of Fuxian Lake.”
The fat man was unhappy.
He pouted and retorted to me: "I've noticed that you are always trying to discourage other people's enthusiasm and interfere in other people's interests and hobbies.
Old Hu, this is not a good sign.
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This kind of bureaucracy The emergence of your style has greatly hurt the relationship between you and me, and it will also affect Shiry Yang's good impression of you.
Am I right, Staff Officer Yang?"
Shiry Yang couldn't help laughing, and then said to me: "This time I agree with Fatty's point of view.
And I think that the appearance of Mink Man has an ulterior connection with the Fuxian Lake zombies."
I said your point of view is a bit strong.
Do you have any evidence?
She shook her head: "A woman's intuition.
You said that the Mink Man had fallen into a trap and was drugged, so he had to send a group of mysterious people to him.
The goods are sent to Fuxian Lake, right?
Then, let me ask you, who lives in Fuxian Lake?"
"The White-Eyed Old Man is the only one here."
I had thousands of thoughts in my mind, and countless clues came out at once, "Yes, that's right.
The Wolf-killing Chieftain said that the White-Eyed Old Man is the wizard of Mad Dog Village and a master of medicine.
Although we don’t know who administered the medicine to Yang Erpi, since the delivery location is Fuxian Lake, there must be a consignee, and as far as we know, the only living person in the Fuxian Lake area is Baiyanweng.
Unless Yang Erpi is giving something to a ghost, otherwise" "Otherwise, his goods were given to the white-eyed man.
Then the poison on him is related to the white-eyed man."
Shiry Yang smiled, pointed to the stilted building in front and said, "These are just inferences.
Are you saying that from grandma?
Is it at least a day's journey from the creek to here?
If things are as we guessed, maybe we can run into your old acquaintances in a while."
I don’t know why, but a chill ran through my heart.
In Yang Erpi’s cargo box, I saw a severed hand that looked like a zombie limb.
Assuming that the cargo boxes he contained were indeed zombies, and the one who was poisoned was the white-eyed old man, then the characteristics of this old man coincided with the mysterious man in black we were looking for.
He was very It is possible that he is the real culprit behind the conspiracy with Zhuganzi.
An alarm bell rang in my mind, and when I was hesitating whether to tell everyone about this idea, I heard Secretary Jiang yell, as fiercely as if he had seen a ghost.
At this time, the sky had already darkened.
As soon as I heard Secretary Jiang’s voice coming from the front, I hurriedly looked for a flashlight and ran in his direction.
"Four Eyes is nowhere to be seen."
Only then did the three of me, Fatty and Shiry Yang realize that we had been chatting so enthusiastically that we didn't realize that the two people had already reached the front of the team and had already climbed up the ridge.
It got dark very quickly.
By the time the three of us rushed up to the lonely ridge, night had already fallen on the earth.
The flashlight we had was borrowed from Lao Mumo.
The lonely beam of light shot everywhere, but there was no trace of the two of them.
"Did something happen?"
Shiry Yang asked worriedly.
There was a gap of about seven or eight minutes between when we heard Secretary Jiang's cry and when we climbed onto the ridge.
During this time, we didn't hear them calling for help again.
This was too strange.
"Secretary with four eyes," the fat man shouted at the top of his lungs.
I observed the environment on the ridge.
It is a single road similar to a catwalk, leading directly to the cliff facing the lake.
It is not very wide, but it is about 180 meters wide.
In short, you can reach the end at a glance.
Land.
The trees here are not very dense.
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There are some scattered rocks dumped on the roadside, which look like they were man-made.
Other than that, there is really no place suitable for hiding people.
"They came up along this mountain road.
There is no other way out except going forward."
I followed the fat man and shouted the names of the two people loudly, for fear that something would be wrong.
But apart from the sound of the lake water lapping against the rocks, there was no response at all.
The secretary's "help" just now seemed to be a sudden hallucination for everyone.
I held up the flashlight and rushed forward.
After only two steps, I saw two black figures appearing in the flashlight light.
I squinted my eyes and saw that they were two people, but their postures were very strange.
They were half squatting, half sitting, with their backs facing me, motionless.
The two were leaning against each other, their heads almost touching.
I was stunned by this strange sight, and my voice trembled unconsciously: "Is it you, the four-eyed secretary?"
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