Chapter 143 Chapter 26 The Sixth Ridge

The winter rain, which had smoldered in the sky for several days, was now falling so hard that the soil in the mountains had been washed away.The tall grass blades were tilted here and there, and some were even uprooted, and the soil could not lock the grass roots.In the grass, there are scattered whites looming. We shined them with our flashlights, only then did we see that those whites were actually bones. It was dark through the rain and fog, and I wasn't sure if the bones in the grass were human.Meizicha is a seven-foot man, and ten years older than us. After he realized that he had lost his composure, he walked back to the door.The rain became more and more violent, and the bones in the loess gradually emerged, at least 20 of them.I decided that this was wrong, how could there be so many dead people buried in the mountains, and there were no graves in the grass, it was definitely not a cemetery.

I hurriedly called Mu Qingxiang to come over to have a look, Li Xiaobei was woken up, and followed me to join in the fun.It was very cold just standing at the door, we didn't dare to go out in the rain, we all huddled together.As the rain continued to intensify, more and more bones were washed out, making people creepy.I couldn't help thinking, Guozhuang wouldn't be built on bones, could it be that this Guozhuang used to be a black shop, specializing in slaughtering passing businessmen. Looking outside, I asked Mu Qingxiang: "Have you ever heard my aunt mention that so many people died in the mountains?"

Li Xiaobei interrupted: "Why do you still call her Auntie, isn't she your mother?" I deliberately didn't think about it, but Li Xiaobei chose which pot he didn't open and which pot to pick up, but fortunately Mu Qingxiang answered and changed the topic.Mu Qingxiang didn't know much about those bones, because my aunt wouldn't mention them to her.I heard Mu Qingxiang quietly say that when we lived in the deep mountains, my aunt and her often didn't speak a word for a day, or even for a month.The three of us were amazed. Is this still human? If it were for our group of men, he might have gone crazy long ago.

Bones are no more scary than zombies, at least they won't get up and choke their necks, scaring the back of a duck like water.We had nothing to do. After watching for a while, we sat back by the fire and discussed the origin of those bones.Although Mu Qingxiang didn't know much, she felt that Auntie wouldn't kill so many people.I thought to myself that what you said meant that my aunt had killed people, but not so many, it was not a good bird after all.If my aunt is really my mother, then I would rather not recognize her. Mu Qingxiang is hard-working, willing to use her brain, and it didn't take long to understand most of the icons on the map.

To understand the map, you must first know the situation of Mengding Mountain.Mengding Mountain spans four counties and cities, and has five mountains in total, namely: Louge Mountain, Qipan Mountain, Shiyang Mountain, Tiantai Mountain, and Shangqing Peak.In ancient times, Mengding tea was mostly produced in Shangqing Peak, where there are also the most historical sites.All teas in the world are cold in nature, except for the six thousand-year-old Dahongpao in Wuyi Mountain, only Mengding tea is warm in nature.For example, there is a saying in the Canon: "Mengding tea is full of yang energy, so it is fragrant."

After I told about my understanding of Mengding Mountain, Meizicha also nodded and said yes, but pointed out that I missed some things and didn't mention it.It turns out that Mengding Mountain has indeed had five ridges in the past five thousand years, but it has been spread among the tea collectors that there is actually a sixth ridge in Mengding Mountain.Before coming here, I checked the information of Mengding Mountain, but I didn't hear that there is the sixth ridge.When we walked through Mengshan Mountain, we also looked at the mountains from a distance, and it was clear that there were only five mountains, but where did the sixth one come from?

Li Xiaobei counted his fingers and asked: "Brother Meizicha, you said that there are six mountains. I counted and counted, and there are only five mountains in Mengding Mountain? Such a simple arithmetic, it's hard for me, you Do you have bad eyesight?" I was also puzzled, so I asked for advice: "Plum tea, is there something that outsiders don't know?" Plum tea: "I just heard people say that there were six mountains in Mengding Mountain in ancient times. Thousands of years ago, because of the earthquake, one mountain disappeared. The earthquake was not too big. It is reasonable to say that the mountains cannot be It was destroyed by the earthquake, so they all said that the mountain flew into the sky and was stolen by the Xian family."

"The fairy family is all a lie. Is the Sixth Ridge just a mirage?" I guessed nonsense. At this time, Mu Qingxiang said: "Meizicha is right. Look at this map. The end of the route is a collapsed mountain. It is probably the mountain that disappeared in the legend." I thought it was true, I grabbed the map and looked at it. There was indeed a painting of a collapsed mountain at the end point, and there was a house next to it.However, Plum Tea himself said that it happened thousands of years ago, who still remembers it so clearly.If the earthquake was not too big, but only slight, how could it possibly wipe out the mountains, and it was not an orogeny.But the legend matches the map, so it's not necessarily groundless, and I don't know why the mountain disappeared.I really can't think of anyone who has such a great ability to steal a mountain.

There is no answer to this matter, so I simply don't think about it, and it's not too late to say it at the end.Regardless of whether the other road signs are there or not, Mu Qingxiang said that as long as you continue to walk in, you will always find clues.I was afraid that I would lose the map on the way, so when I got it, I desperately wrote it down, and I just printed the whole map out of my mind.After discussing for another half an hour, everyone fell asleep one after another. I was afraid that it would be unsafe at night, so I took the initiative to keep watch. In the middle of the night, the rain finally became lighter, and the sound of the river flowing could be heard.The sound of the rain turned into a clock-like ticking sound, and I was so hypnotized that I slowly closed my eyes.However, at this time, a person was sneering, which scared me so much that I lost sleep.This laughter is terrifying, a bit like the eunuch's laughter in the movie, with yin and yang and high-pitched whispers.The laughter only lasted for a while, and I saw that the other three were asleep, so I sneaked to the door before I had time to think about it.

There is no light in the mountains, black as pen and ink, and the temperature is very low.I walked out shivering, without a flashlight, just to find out who was outside.After getting used to the darkness, I seemed to see a lot of people standing outside the door. I stared blankly and realized that they were all wild trees.I stood on tiptoe and stepped out of Guozhuang. I thought the movement was light, but I didn't expect to step into the puddle as soon as I stepped out.This is a basin type, surrounded by high mountains, the wind is difficult to blow in, the laughter just now is definitely not the sound of the wind.

I slipped out in the dark, fearing to startle the laughing people, so I didn't even have a flashlight.I waited for a while, but I didn't hear the laughter anymore. Just as I was about to go back to the fire, the laughter came out again.I heard laughter coming from the back of Guozhuang, so I stepped on the grass covered with water droplets and tiptoed away alone to follow the sound.There have been misreading and hearing mistakes before, so this time I paid great attention to it, and I was sure that the voice was a human voice, and it belonged to a child. Behind Guozhuang was a hut, but it collapsed into a ball, and now it looks a bit like a tent.It may have been a stable here in the past, so the house is not big, and the materials used to build it are all wood.As soon as I walked over, I stepped on a rope. I wanted to kick the rope away, but it suddenly twitched. I thought I was hallucinating, and lowered my body to grab the rotten twisted rope, but as soon as I let go, the rope scurried away like a snake.I secretly scolded your grandma, how can a broken rope be cultivated into a goblin and run away with long legs?The rope was probably used to tie the horses, and there were many on the ground, and the other end of the rope that got away was in the stable.The voice came from the stable again, as if provocative, I wanted to rush over and grab the bastard, but hesitated for a moment. "Did I see the devil?" I thought. There must be no animals in the stables, or apes or anything like that.But which normal person would hide in it to scare people, only ghosts can do this. Just when I was hesitating, I noticed movement in the ancient tree next to me. I was about to look up to see what happened, but I found something falling from my head.Before I understood what was going on, I felt a rope was wrapped around my neck, and then my whole body was lifted up.I'm all excited, damn it, which monkey can play the trick of hanging people, it must be a human!After my feet left the ground, I kept kicking, but I just couldn't touch the grass. Being hung by the neck by the rope, I couldn't say anything, my throat felt like it was on fire, and tears burst out.It's my fault that I didn't check the weirdness of Guozhuang carefully. Since there are so many dead people buried outside the gate, how can it be peaceful here.Fortunately, I dared to walk out alone, and my death would be in vain. Now I will be buried in the same cave with the old man Baimu.I raised my hands desperately, trying to grab the twist rope so that I could catch my breath.Finally, I grabbed the rope, but it got worse and I couldn't breathe more and more. Only a few seconds passed, but I felt like several hours had passed, the other three were still sleeping, and no one would come to rescue me.I was desperately thinking about what to do, and suddenly I remembered that I had a dagger on me. It was the self-defense weapon Zhao Shuai gave me.I said to myself, Lao Zhao, you have a spirit in heaven, so you must help me this time.In desperation, I hurriedly touched my waist, but my body shook violently, and I couldn't touch the dagger after touching it several times. "Damn it, I can't die so uselessly!" I cursed in my heart, shook my right hand, and just touched the dagger at my waist.This dagger is a life-saving straw. My neck seems to be severed, and the blood is all worn out, but I can only bear it temporarily.Raising the dagger in my hand, I made a cut, and a gap appeared in the twisted rope.Because of my weight, the gap gradually became larger, and the twist rope broke off by itself without further cutting. In fact, my feet were not far from the ground, and I didn't fall when I fell.I coughed loudly and panted hard, afraid that I would suffocate if I took a breath less.Enduring the severe pain, I looked up, trying to find the murderer.However, there were too many branches and leaves on the tree, and it was so dark that it was difficult to see who was on it.I was looking up when someone tapped me on the shoulder, scaring me to swing the dagger back.How did she know it was Mu Qingxiang who came, but fortunately she was very agile, and she flew back a few steps when the cold light flashed. Regarding what happened just now, Mu Qingxiang was neither angry nor annoyed, as if it had never happened, she just asked me: "What's wrong with you?" "Someone! Someone!" I stammered, unable to speak freely. Before Mu Qingxiang asked what happened, there was a crash in the abandoned stable, and several boards were pushed away from the inside out.I stood dumbfounded, and in a trance of light and darkness, a pale arm stretched out from the collapsed stable.