The young man let Old Liu Tou and Zhang Guozhong into the courtyard.
At this time, a middle-aged woman came out of the house and looked at the two people, "Are you Mr.
Zhang and Mr.
Liu?"
It seemed that Song Kuan must have been with his family before leaving.
Explained.
"Exactly, I don't know about Mr.
Song and Mr.
Qin."
The two followed the woman into the house and found that Song Kuan didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp.
The messy treasures were no worse than the items in Old Liu Tou's house.
"He and Professor Qin went to Mr.
Wang's place.
They have been out every day for the past two days.
I don't know where they are going, but they will definitely come back in the evening.
Let's sit down first."
Zhang Guozhong learned that this Mr.
Song Kuan is Expert from Bureau of Surveying and Mapping, Chinese Academy of Sciences, Song Kuan My ancestor is the famous Ming Dynasty scientist Song Yingxing, the author of Tiangong Kaiwu, and there is a family tree in his family.
The young man just now is named Song Lei, and he is the son of Song Kuan.
In addition, Song Kuan also has a daughter who is studying at Stanford University in the United States.
"Chinese Academy of Sciences Bureau of Surveying and Mapping" Old Liu Tou heard of such an organization for the first time.
"Yes, that's my husband's workplace.
They were the ones who measured the height of Mount Everest."
The lady said, "This time Mr.
Qin brought a photo of an ancient map, and my husband couldn't be sure, so these two Besides traveling to the suburbs, I always go to Wang’s hometown.”
"Mr.
Wang, who is it?"
Zhang Guozhong knew nothing about Qin Ge's complicated network of relationships.
"Oh, he was my husband's first teacher and an expert from the Chinese Geographical Society.
He is now retired."
The lady seemed to come from a well-known family, and her behavior and conversation had the temperament of a lady.
"Leilei, hurry up and serve the guests tea."
In the evening, Qin Ge and a middle-aged man opened the door and entered the house, just in time to catch Zhang Guozhong standing in the courtyard.
"Oh, this must be Zhang Guozhong, Zhang Guozhong."
The middle-aged man looked Zhang Guozhong up and down, "Zhang Zhang, I have admired your deeds for a long time.
Professor Qin has already told me.
This is senior Liu Fengyan, right?"
"Like thunder piercing the ears" Old Liu Tou was also surprised by Song Kuan's words.
"The Spring Mountain Travel Pictures must be in your collection."
Song Kuan seemed to be an expert.
"My master often mentioned you.
I heard that you will come to my house in two days.
He also hopes that I can introduce you to my two elders."
"Hello, you are an expert from the Song Dynasty."
Zhang Guozhong didn't know what to call this immortal from the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
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"There are no experts, just ordinary people."
Song Kuan was quite modest.
"You two came just in time.
Today we have made a major breakthrough."
Several people entered the room, and Song Kuan took out a huge painting from a large special backpack. map spread out on the table.
"Please look at this, you two, this is a mountain trend map drawn based on satellite photos of the Yanshan Mountains."
Song Kuan said, "The entire Yanshan Mountains, including Xishan, Badaling, and Xiangshan within Beijing, are all here, but we have not found anything related to the ancient There are only two similar places where the pictures match, and Professor Qin and I have eliminated them.”
Looking at this dazzling map, Zhang Guozhong has really learned a lot.
It seems that science is indeed something that cannot be accepted.
"These days, Mr.
Wang has checked the satellite map of the entire Yanshan Mountains and put forward a hypothesis."
Qin Ge said, "Mr.
Wang believes that the place marked on Zhao Kuncheng's map should be in Wuling Mountain."
"Wulin Mountain" Old Liu Tou looked at Song Kuan, "There is a huge difference between this kind of hand-drawn map and this kind of satellite photo.
Can your master really be sure?"
"Actually, this is just a hypothesis, but Teacher Wang did find matching features.
Senior Liu, look, here, and here."
Song Kuan took out a large version of the ancient pictures and pointed them out to Old Liu one by one.
Head, "There are many similarities here.
If it is not Wuling Mountain, then there are similarities here and here, but the greatest possibility is here."
Everyone gathered together and Song Kuan was responsible for raising equipment and was scheduled to rush to Wuling Mountain in two days.
Two days later, the four of them chartered a Crown taxi and rushed to Xinglong County, Hebei Province.
This old Crown was said to be a courtesy car that had been retired from the previous fleet of state guests.
It felt much more comfortable to sit in than the Volga driven by Zhang Guoyi.
The driver's surname was Wu and he was from Daxing.
He was very down-to-earth.
It only cost 400 yuan to rent a car for a week, which was much better than the black taxi that Zhang Guozhong and Old Liu Tou took two days ago.
Hebei, Xinglong County.
After finding a hotel to stay in, several people were introduced by the hostess of the hotel and found a guide named Li Ruixue.
He was a car owner and now made a living selling mountain goods.
He was not tall, but he was quite strong and a down-to-earth person.
I heard that he He could earn 200 yuan by taking a few people into the mountains, so he simply didn't even sell the mountain products and drove the cart directly to the hotel courtyard, urging Zhang Guozhong and his party to set off quickly.
At the foot of Wuling Mountain.
Wuling Mountain is the main peak of Yanshan Mountain, with an altitude of 2118 meters.
It is not yet a national nature reserve at this time, and most of the wild mountains have not yet been developed.
Except for some small mountain roads trodden by mountain people, there is basically nothing serious. road.
Halfway up the mountain, Zhang Guozhong put up a pergola and looked around, "Mr.
Song, how can there be a temple here?"
"Yeah, I grew up in this mountain, and I've never heard of a temple on the mountain."
Li Ruixue also followed suit.
"Headmaster Zhang, don't worry.
We are still one day away from our destination on the mountain road.
It's too early to draw conclusions."
Song Kuan was quite confident in his master's guess.
After walking for about two hours, a few people came to a slightly flatter rock cliff.
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It was already getting late, and they were preparing to camp here.
"Further ahead is Longtan.
We in the mountains rarely go in."
Li Ruixue said, "The place you are looking for is inside Longtan.
I don't know exactly where it is.
We have to look for it together."
"Master Li, are you sure you have never seen a temple in the mountains?"
Zhang Guozhong said doubtfully.
"No, this is a wild mountain.
There are temples, and there must be monks.
We are all in good health.
We are exhausted from climbing the mountain all day long.
What do you think the monk will do if he lives in the mountain?"
Li Ruixue kept asking.
Analysis: "Also, from what I see, the place on the picture is not a mountain, but water."
"How could a water temple be built in water?"
Qin Ge also sat over.
"Didn't I say there was no temple?"
Li Ruixue sat down cross-legged, put the map under his feet, took out sesame seed cakes and pickles from his bag, and ate them.
"This place on the map, if I'm not mistaken, should be a spoon."
Ridge, just ahead We can arrive at noon tomorrow.
Look at these two roads.
The road leading up from Shaoling is not a road, but water.
Below is Bailongtan.
These two roads are called Bailonggou.
They are both water.
Who has seen this?
Which monk built a temple in the water?"
"Didn't you say you're not sure?"
Old Liu Tou said, "Why are you so sure?"
"No matter how much I don't know, it's better than you who have never been there."
Li Ruixue was unhappy when she heard this, "I don't go into the mountains very much now, but I still remember these things that I grew up in the mountains.
But..."
Li Ruixue seemed to think of something again.
"But what?"
Old Liu Tou asked.
"This mountain is said to be haunted.
When I was a child, my cousin went to the mountain with my uncle to dig for medicinal materials.
He said he saw three old monks standing in the Longtan.
He was so frightened that he told my uncle that he didn't see anything, but I That cousin just looked at those three monks and smiled at him.
Later, my uncle also felt evil and came back without digging out the medicine.
I don’t know what the connection is with telling you about that temple."
"The monk is in the pond" Zhang Guozhong thoughtfully The sky was gradually getting dark, and Li Ruixue was very interested in Qin Ge's sleeping bag.
"This thing is so good, Brother Qin.
Where did you buy it?
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It's convenient to bring one to me."
"I'll give this to you if I find a place."
Qin Ge was also happy.
It would be quite troublesome to take this thing back anyway.
"Brother Zhongchong Qin, what you said is that I have to help you find her even if you don't eat tomorrow."
Li Ruixue was so beautiful that she wished she could invite Qin Ge out and lie down in her bed right now.
Everyone had just fallen asleep when they were suddenly woken up by a harsh scream from inside Longtan.
Li Ruixue and Song Kuan didn't feel anything, but Zhang Guozhong, Liu Tou and Qin Ge broke into a cold sweat.
This sound was nothing else.
It is the "death anger" that I heard in the Bashan Treasure Cave, which is the sound made by the resurgence of evil things if the rituals were not done cleanly in the past.
"Headmaster Zhang" Qin Ge hurriedly crawled out of his sleeping bag and pulled out a military dagger, "This voice sounds like..."
At this time, Song Kuan saw this and picked up a stone.
He looked around and saw nothing but darkness.
"Zi Shi" Zhang Guozhong looked at the sky and stretched out the dagger, "Why did something happen as soon as we came here, Master Li?
Has there been such a sound in the mountains before?"
At this time, Li Ruixue was paralyzed with fear, "Have you ever heard an old man say that this is Lord Hell blowing the trumpet?
When this sound comes out, Lord Hell is going to take people into the mountains and they will surely die.
Let's run quickly."
"The old man knows it."
Zhang Guozhong looked around and moved next to Li Ruixue, "Some old man has heard it."
"It's not just the old man who heard this sound when several people from my village came to the mountains to collect medicine last time."
Li Ruixue kept drinking heavily to strengthen her courage.
"Four of them came back and one of them was dead in three days."
Zhang Guozhong took out his flashlight and looked at the map carefully.
He found that he was still quite far away from the strange line.
"This may not have been set up by Zhao Mingchuan.
It may be Zhao Kuncheng.
Don't be afraid.
That guy doesn't have much luck."
In fact, what Zhang Guozhong said is also true.
It just emboldens everyone.
After all, Zhao Kuncheng has been brought down by himself and Lao Liutou.
"What is that?"
Song Kuan seemed to have seen something and couldn't help but stepped back several steps and bumped into Lao Liutou.
Following Song Kuan's hand, several beams of flashlight light were shined in the direction of Longtan.
They saw a white shadow under a tree about thirty or forty meters away.
The flashlight light shone and then disappeared again.
"There seems to be something there," Zhang Guozhong said, "Brother, you protect everyone here, I'll go take a look."
Zhang Guozhong picked up his bag and walked towards the big tree not far away
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