Chapter 142 Chapter 25 Xishu leaks the sky

The white wood old man who was so angry just raised his hand, and immediately lowered it, pointing at the white wooden stick several times.Our eyes were all focused on the white wooden stick, and then we turned our heads to look at the old man Baimu, who had exhausted his last breath.I'm afraid to see death again, but now seeing old man Baimu die tragically, even though we don't know each other very well, I don't feel much better. Li Xiaobei feels sorry for the old man Baimu, maybe it would be better not to be dug out, now he has to die again, this is already a great torture.I heard that the old man Baimu lived alone in a certain place in Sichuan, and was worried about how to transport his body out.Plum Tea only wanted to cure his son's eyes, and had never seen such a situation before, so he discussed whether to bury it on the spot.To be honest, I am also worried that carrying the corpse out of the mountain will be mistaken for murder for money.This Guanguozhuang is hidden in the Qionglai Mountains. It is a geomantic treasure, and being buried here is considered a kind of good luck.

With regard to this matter, Mu Qingxiang did not object, but rather agreed: "Everyone will die, it doesn't matter where they are buried." I said in my heart that this is true, even if buried in the White House, people will not be resurrected, and the corpse will not be uncorrupted.The point is that if we carry the corpse away, the murderer will not be caught.Looking at the weather, it will rain even if it doesn't snow. When the time comes, the evidence left behind will be washed away by the rain and snow, and there is no talk of arresting the murderer.Since the old man Baimu was killed here, the murderer probably had the same purpose as us, they wanted to find the mansion in the deep mountain, maybe the murderer was my aunt.

Since the old man Baimu passed away, I chose a flat place, pulled out the weeds, grabbed a shovel and dug a big hole.Li Xiaobei also came to help, and Mu Qingxiang was at the side arranging the remains of the old man Baimu, only Meizicha was pacing anxiously.Finally, after digging the hole, I put the old man Baimu in, and said sorry in my heart, old man, I don’t have a good coffin for you.Burying you is a helpless act. If you are left in Guozhuang, wild beasts will eat you, and you will not even be able to keep your body. After burying the person, we turned our attention to the white wooden stick, which was something the old man had during his lifetime, and we never left him.We can't take the white wooden stick away, we must be buried together with the old man Baimu, but he pointed to the white wooden stick before he died, maybe there is some secret in that thing.Li Xiaobei grabbed the white wooden stick strangely, and knocked against a piece of bluestone. I was just about to say that it was useless for you to knock like this, but unexpectedly a small piece of wood popped out from one end of the white wooden stick.

After the wood chip popped out, we looked curiously at the other end of the white wooden stick. It turned out that part of the stick had been hollowed out, and something was stuffed inside.The white wooden stick is not too thick, and the gap dug out is very narrow, so it is very difficult to pull out the things stuffed in.Fortunately, Mu Qingxiang was dexterous, she fiddled with a thin branch, and the stuff stuffed in the white stick came out.We were all very nervous, guessing what was hidden in the white wood stick, and the unimaginative plum tea thought it was the bankbook of the old man Baimu.Li Xiaobei insisted that it couldn't be a passbook, although it could be rolled up and stuffed in, but the old man Bai Mu probably didn't trust the bank, the money was buried somewhere.

When Mu Qingxiang unfolded the thing, we looked at it anxiously, feeling surprised and delighted for a moment. It turned out that there was half a leather map hidden in the stick that the old man had been holding in his hand.This map has been stuffed for a long time. Although it has not faded, its surface is wrinkled like a ball of crumpled waste paper.I took out the original half map, put the newly discovered map together, and pieced together a complete map. I said in disbelief: "It turns out that the other half of the map is in the hands of old man Baimu. I really didn't expect it!"

Li Xiaobei sighed: "I've heard about this old man, others say that he never leaves his hand, and there are secrets in the stick." Plum Tea already knew about us, and he wondered, "With this map, can we find medicine to cure my son's eyes?" Mu Qingxiang gave plum tea a reassurance: "I promised you, I will definitely do it, don't worry." My whole mind is on the map. The map I just discovered is the route in the Qionglai Mountains. With it, the road ahead is bright.However, we still have to bury Old Man Baimu first. After taking away the map, Mu Qingxiang put the Baimu stick into the pit again.It’s rare that the old man Baimu didn’t forget to show us the way before he died, so we all bowed to him, and then slowly pushed down the mound of soil beside the pit.

At this time, the lead cloud pressed to the top of the mountain, and the drizzle turned into a torrential rain.The four of us ran back to Guozhuang and hurriedly lit a fire, keeping the last trace of warmth.The rain was getting heavier and heavier. I had expected this, so I insisted on staying in Guozhuang.This kind of rain is winter rain, and if you get wet, you will have a fever, and you may even suffer from cerebral edema.As Plum Tea added fire, it was fortunate that he didn't continue walking, otherwise he wouldn't be able to find a shelter from the rain. There is only one place left in Guozhuang that can shelter from the wind and rain. We huddled together, and instead of feeling crowded, we felt very warm.Especially the fresh fragrance from Mu Qingxiang's body made me more energetic, even Li Xiaobei's wine smell was overwhelmed by that fragrance.This rain may come tomorrow morning. The terrain here is a basin. I can't help but worry about the flood discharge capacity of the Xia River.But there is no other way now, the rain will fall as soon as it falls, and if there is a flood.

The flames danced, sweeping away the dullness of Guozhuang.Accompanied by the sound of rain, I spread out the map, and the four of us watched closely together, ignoring the pouring rain outside Guozhuang.There is a liver-colored route on the map, and a house is drawn at the end point, probably the place where Mu Qingxiang once lived.There are some road signs along the way, but they are not written, and no one can figure out what those road signs are.The map was drawn no less than a thousand years ago, and now that so long has passed, I don't know if those road signs are still there.The Xia River is not marked on the map. Maybe the river is too small, so it is omitted.However, Mu Qingxiang said that she once drank the same water in the place where she lived, which means that the river of shrimp has gone there.

Looking at the map, I had an extra question in my mind: Since the old man Baimu has this half map, it means that he has also been to the ancient city of Yuequan and knows the secrets in the ancient city.Even Lin Tu only took the map a year ago. Judging from the cut surface of the map, the map was separated at least decades ago.The old man Baimu acted strangely, since he had already gone there, why didn't he take all the maps with him?It is dumbfounding to leave half of it, and the map left is the least important part. I couldn't understand the map, so I asked Mu Qingxiang, "Do you still remember the road signs on the map?"

Mu Qingxiang didn't understand: "Didn't I tell you that my aunt never let me go out, have you forgotten?" I had a headache and said, "Don't tell me you have never sneaked out to play, are you not curious at all?" Mu Qingxiang replied without thinking: "No. Auntie doesn't allow it, and there is nothing unusual outside, there is no need to sneak out." I was speechless for a moment and stopped talking. This is not an ordinary person's way of thinking at all.If it were me, I would definitely go out to play every day and ignore my aunt's ban.Meizicha was worried about her son, and after listening to our conversation, she thought there was no hope.I knew that since Mu Qingxiang agreed, she would be able to do it, so I told Meizicha not to worry anymore.On the contrary, Li Xiaobei also began to feel uneasy, because there are several mountains on the route, and it may take a few days to climb in. He was a little worried that he would not be able to go back to see his wife in time.However, that worry was only temporary, after Li Xiaobei drank a few sips of wine, his wife and children were forgotten.I looked at Li Xiaobei who was lying down, and felt envious in my heart. It would be great if I could live as chicly as he does.

After I ate something, I stopped looking at the map, only Mu Qingxiang was studying it.In fact, I just knew she would do that, so I didn't bother to think about it.After eating plum tea, he yawned and lay down with Li Xiaobei to rest.I watched the heavy rain outside Guozhuang, and the sky was getting darker, as if the sky on the top of the mountain had collapsed. I was a little worried that the basin would accumulate water and form a lake, so I said, "According to this rain, I dare not sleep tonight, or I will be drowned in my dream." Meizicha didn't take it seriously: "It's nothing, it often rains in the mountains, don't worry too much." Li Xiaobei also said: "There is nothing to be afraid of. When the flood comes, kick your legs away—swim!" I looked at Mu Qingxiang, she was still looking at the map, not worried about the rain at all.Gradually, I also feel that I am too sensitive, isn't it just a rain.Mengding Mountain got its name from "rain, mist and mist", because the annual rainfall here is more than 2000 millimeters, and it was called "Xishu Leaking Sky" in ancient times.Whenever it rains, there will be rain and mist in the mountains, just like the Qiongge in the fairy mountain.Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, there is a lot of rain here, and everyone is used to it. Li Xiaobei fell asleep quickly, still snoring lightly, as if he would be at ease when he came.I watched the plum tea toss and turn, and I was so worried that I was also infected.I asked Meizicha if he was still worried about his son. If he couldn't let it go, he could go back tomorrow morning, before he had gone far.Meizicha sat up and told me that he didn't worry about it anymore, but that he couldn't sleep well.This was the place where his family had an accident, and now he sleeps here again, thinking about what happened at that time all the time.This is a painful memory, Meizicha has forced himself not to think about it for several years, how can he sleep peacefully if he stays here today. I asked Mu Qingxiang if she had thought about the reason for her blindness, she raised her head and said she didn't know, my aunt never told her how those obstacles were set up.I think there is no poisonous fog in the mountains, and the water can be drunk. There is something that can last for decades and can blind people.It's a pity that we don't have gas masks, and we don't feel at ease if we don't wear a few. If all four of us go blind, we won't even be able to find the way, let alone the mansion in the deep mountains. Mu Qingxiang said to us: "It's futile to think too much now. It's better to cultivate your spirit and walk a longer road tomorrow." I thought about it, this is true, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, it is better to go to bed immediately, who knows if tomorrow will be harder.At this time, the sky was completely dark, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if the sky was leaking. As soon as I lay down, I stood up involuntarily.The rain flowers splashed into the Guozhuang, and the flames became smaller. I turned on the flashlight to see if there was any water rising outside the Guozhuang.Plum Tea walked to the door with me, and we moved three wooden boards to block it to prevent splashing water and wild animals from coming in. The two beams of light swept across the black rain and fog, and I felt something was wrong, as if there was something in the grass in front of Guozhuang.Meizicha and I both used flashlights to shine on the past. Suddenly, the scene in the grass was so frightening that Meizicha hurried back to Guozhuang.