Meng Jinsong didn't know what the mountain gall is, its material, shape, size, and function. He asked Meng Qianzi privately, but Meng Qianzi couldn't tell the reason.

I only know that since there were mountain ghosts, this thing has been very ancient and important. My ancestors and grandmothers at that time thought they should find a secret place to collect it, so they went deep into western Hunan and found an unknown peak forest, hanging the mountain gland into the mountain cavity. This unknown peak forest was therefore named the Shangdan Peak Forest in the map of mountain ghosts.

This position is very good. Hunan is called "Xiang" in western Hunan, and the literal explanation is western Hunan.

Open the map of China, Hunan is actually not biased at all. It is located in central and southern China, with Hubei above, Guangdong and Guangxi below, Chongqing and Guizhou west, and Jiangxi east. It should be a crossroads no matter how you look at it. But it is so coincidental that there is a mountain range called "Snow Peak Mountain", which runs across the north and south of Hunan, dividing a province into two halves. This mountain range is exactly on the dividing line between the second and third stairs of China.

To the east of the mountain range, it is closer to the hills in the south of the Yangtze River; to the west of the mountain range, the mountains are high and the forests are dangerous, and the steep and rapid flows are not conducive to foreign exchanges. It has been closed for thousands of years. The cultural trend in the east end has been here, blocking the mountains and difficult to move westward. So in the 1930s, when Shen Congwen described the scenery here, he called it a "border town".

Although he is clearly located in the heart of the country, he has received treatment from the border, so his ancestors are really good at choosing places and are well aware of the principle of "hidden in the city".

In theory, since the "border town" had become popular in the 1930s, the surrounding areas should have become popular and debuted together. However, it did not. Due to inconvenient transportation and cultural barriers, this area is still unknown. It was not until the early 1980s that the Wulingyuan Sandstone Peak Forest, which is now famous overseas, was discovered and developed.

And the Hangdan Peak Forest is more extreme due to its terrain and a more dangerous way, and it is still hidden deep and has not been exposed.

The mountain gill has been hanging for thousands of years, and no one has ever had the idea of ​​it. It is like a foundation, important and exists, but it is never thought of, until a few months ago, the water ghost climbed the gate of Shan Guizhai.

...

Meng Jinsong's forehead was slightly numb: "What do you mean...thing is related to mountain gills?"

He and Qianzi also had this suspicion, but they were just suspicious, after all, there was no conclusive evidence.

Tang Yuru was full of energy: "Otherwise, has something happened to our Shangui family over the years? Now something happened, it happened in western Hunan, and on the way to get the mountain gill. Do you think the matter has something to do with the mountain gill? I said it a long time ago, don't touch it, it makes sense to be there."

Meng Jinsong spoke stutteringly. He was used to being short of breath in front of several aunts: "We don't have to move it, we just go and take a look first. It doesn't matter, after all, Grandma Duan was back then..."

In fact, several other aunts have these concerns about Tang Yuru. Older people like quietness but not movement, and do not like to mess around. There is an important reason why they finally took the board.

——Duan Wenxi, who used to be a mountain bun, entered the Xuandan Peak Forest and also saw the mountain bun with his own eyes.

Speaking of Duan Wenxi, we have to mention her life, which has a huge ups and downs and a sigh of an ending, which is a legend.

She is the first person in the Shangui family to study abroad, and she almost concluded her first transnational marriage: in the second year of her study abroad, she fell in love with a British pilot. In the letter she sent back, she clearly expressed her hope to get married after getting a degree.

The Chinese people back then had no good feelings for the foreign devils with green eyes and red beards. Several leaders of Shan Guizhai were almost bald and were thinking about how to dismantle the pair in their dreams. However, the direction of the matter was unexpected: the British young man was destroyed during a flight trial.

Duan Wenxi was so sad that he lost contact. Even the degree certificate was obtained by his classmates. She disappeared for three years. Where did she go in the past three years? The "Shan Ghost Records" did not clearly record it. However, according to Gao Jinghong, he should have traveled around the world. Because when he was a child, Duan Mei told her strange stories, talked about people with blue blood in remote high mountains in South America, and talked about the primitive jungle of the Philippines, where the head and body lived in black and white.

Three years later, Duan Wenxi returned to Shanguizhai.

Perhaps due to the influence of those three years of travel, she could not settle down and exiled herself to the wilderness every once in a while. It is no exaggeration to say that she followed the mountain ghost's every mountain spectrum, and even went deeper, and updated and annotated on many mountain spectrums: In her words, many mountain spectrums have been made for more than a thousand years. Over the years, due to geological disasters, wind and water erosion, man-made damage, mountain shapes, etc., the shapes and shapes of the mountain have been greatly different. Secondly, in the early days, people had little knowledge, and thunder and lightning had to be attached to ghosts and gods. It is inevitable to exaggerate some phenomena, and they really need to look at them in front of them.

With her strength, of course she would not miss the Xuandanfeng Forest.

In her diary, she wrote that the journey to the Changdan Peak Forest was not without any difficulties, but with the routes and tips from her predecessors, it was still smooth. It was just that verse, which was a verse that was erratic. For example, there was a spring waterfall that did not flow down due to the terrain, but turned around and circled around. The verse called it "traveling around", which made people laugh.

Therefore, even Duan Wenxi has entered the Xuandan Peak Forest and touched the mountain gut at close range. If Meng Qianzi, who is one of hers, dares to enter or cannot enter, isn’t it too unreasonable?

...

Tang Yuru interrupted Meng Jinsong: "When was that year? It was in the 1930s. It was almost ninety years since now. I ask you, ninety years ago, did you have you?"

Meng Jinsong couldn't figure out the way this second aunt was and answered honestly: "No."

"Will it be over? Ninety years ago, there was no you, and ninety years later, there was one you. Is this a big change? Chairman Mao said that everything is constantly changing and developing. How can the mountain gills ninety years ago be the same as those ninety years later?"

This statement is a bit unreasonable, but Meng Jinsong did not dare to refute her, so he asked tentatively: "Then...thing has happened. You see, should I do something besides what has been arranged?"

Meng Jinsong was chosen by several aunts when he was eighteen years old and went to be an assistant for the ten-year-old Meng Qianzi. She was called an assistant, but in fact she was half of her brother and half of her guidance. After more than ten years of experience, she had not handled any big and small matters, but she was confident that she had everything in mind. Tang Yuru couldn't find any mistakes.

Sure enough, Tang Yuru pondered for a while, and felt that this was the only way for the time being. Gao Jinghong had already greeted her and said that she wanted Qianzi to experience it. Since she brought the words, she couldn't help but arrange some aunts gathered in Xiangxi to save people. After thinking about it, she could only remind Meng Jinsong to immediately revisit her once there was any progress. She asked him again: "Do you bring your diary of Duan Qian's entry into the Xuandanfenglin?"

Meng Jinsong's eyes fell on an old chestnut-colored cloth stretch-faced notebook on his hand: "Take it."

"You have to look more and read it over and over again. Sometimes, those sentences that look casually may mean something."

That's the same as not saying it. Meng Jinsong respectfully said: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Jinsong felt much more relaxed: he had no hope of getting any good advice from Tang Yuru, but, just like something happened in the county, the county magistrate wanted to report to the mayor, and when something happened in the city, the mayor had to let the governor make an idea - as soon as the matter was reported, he always felt that there was more powerful shoulders sharing, and even the breathing was much easier.

He picked up the chestnut-colored diary and opened it. On the title page, the silver corners were not firmly pasted, and a black and white photo slipped down.

Meng Jinsong's eyes were quick and quick, and he held it in his hand and picked it up to look.

This is a single photo of Duan Wenxi. On the eve of her trip to the UK, she is only in her twenties, wearing a dress and a delicate top hat decorated with a veil. She has a playful face and is full of energy that is full of infectious vitality, as if she not only wants to break through the dim and rigid set, but also break through the dim and rigid era.

Meng Jinsong reinsert the photo into the corner post.

In his later years, like most elderly people, Duan Wenxi often talked about past and present lives, and developed a strong interest in what people would go after death.

She heard that in ancient China there was a method of "rhinoceros illuminating" to ignite rhinoceros horns to reach the underworld. When she saw her dead relatives, she really got the best rhinoceros horns and lit them in the night. She wanted to see her lover again.

As a result, of course, I didn't see anything. Most people would understand that they were deceived and laughed it off. However, Duan Wenxi didn't. She believed that her lover might have been reincarnated and went to the next journey, so it was invisible to ignite the rhino horn. Only ignite the dragon horn, which is called the dragon candle, which can shine in the next life.

She didn't know where she heard that Kunlun Mountain was the "ancestor of the dragon veins" in China, and there were dragon skeletons in the mountain. So in the 1970s, despite her age in her seventies, she went to Kunlun alone, but suffered an avalanche and never came back.

Looking at the photo, Meng Jinsong sighed.

This Grandma Duan is really smart and confused. She was so transparent and elegant when she was young, and she focused on scientific arguments in everything. Why did she become obsessed with stubbornness and almost superstitious when she was old?

There is no dragon in this world.

***

Meng Qianzi was so angry that she limped and her head became heavy. She clenched her hands into a fist. She just slammed her head or two and heard the rustling sound of steps coming from behind.

Very good. Jiang Lian followed her. She immediately stood up straight, her legs were no longer lame, her head was raised higher, and her arrogant expression was like a sticker on the face, instantly covering her face.

Looking back, it was indeed Jiang Lian.

Meng Qianzi was waiting for him to say the first sentence. When he was separated just now, the scene was quite stiff. What did the person who spoke first showed his IQ and EQ.

Jiang Lian smiled and said nothing was wrong: "I thought about it and still have to come over. You can't deal with Bai Shuixiao alone."

Meng Qianzi almost admired him a little. He seemed to be the little conflict that had never happened before.

If Jiang Lian is an actor, it will definitely be very suitable and can easily deal with any storyboard: the last rage, the next tragedy, and the next sympathy, there is no need to transition, no connection, and advance immediately, and come as soon as you say it.

Meng Qianzi said: "I can't deal with Bai Shuixiao alone?"

If it were Meng Jinsong, he would probably immediately remain silent when he heard this tone; and if it were Xin Ci, he would stand on her side like a supporting actor: Who said that? Who have we ever been afraid of?

However, the other party was Jiang Lian.

He nodded: "Yes, you probably can't deal with it, and with me, you may not have a chance of winning."

As he said that, he signaled in the direction where Bai Shuixiao left: "The knife wound on her body was cut by herself. A beautiful woman cherishes her body to be similar to her appearance. She is so straightforward in her hands, which means she doesn't care about herself."

"If you don't care about yourself, you won't care about others. She has no taboos in doing things and has no bottom line. Can you do it?"

"Can't do it? I can't do it either, so we add up, it's not enough for her to be cruel. A ruthless person may not be sure to succeed, but the chance of success will definitely be much greater."

After saying that, he pointed to a tree three or four meters high not far away: "Just that one."

Meng Qianzi didn't understand: "What?"

Jiang Lian walked straight over, squatted down at the bottom of the tree, turned his back to her, and patted his right shoulder: "You step on it."

Meng Qianzi looked at him and then looked at the tree: "What are you doing?"

"Miss, you can't walk now, and the noise is very loud. You can follow Bai Shuixiao, isn't it a bit too much?"

"I'll go. I followed her overnight and got along again and again. Moreover, she couldn't have traveled all night. She was still injured. She had suffered from Ma Biaozi's loss and would definitely find a place to rest."

"You just rest here and recover as soon as possible. I'll check in and come back to pick you up."

Meng Qianzi stood there for a few seconds, a hint of undetectable smile flashed across the corner of her lips, but her tone was still indifferent: "Okay."

She stepped forward a few steps and stepped on Jiang Lian's shoulder. The tree was not very high, and Jiang Lian didn't have to climb. She just had to stand up and send her up with her height.

Meng Qianzi climbed up the tree branch and looked down. Jiang Lian raised his head and waved at her, "Then I'll leave."

His eyes were bright and he couldn't tell during the day.

Probably because it's bright everywhere during the day.

***

Watching Jiang Lian walk away, Meng Qianzi leaned against a thick tree branch that was slanting, and let out a long sigh.

Of course she knew that with her current physical strength, she could not keep up with Bai Shuixiao, but the opportunity was rare. The reason why she bluffed was to let Jiang Lian follow him. After all, she had no choice but to use him.

He really came with him and went there, and everything went well, which made her a little happy.

She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her using him. In the adult world, all fair transactions were bidding: Jiang Lian had always had a plan, and she could afford what he wanted.

Otherwise, he left his sick and in danger and was busy with her. Could it be that he was kind to the ancient Taoist, heroic, or liked her, and wanted to be nice to her?

Meng Qianzi sneered.

Good transactions, she likes transactions, fair transactions, and makes people feel at ease, just like the eldest daughter said to her back then: "Zi Baoer, why are you so confused? In this world, will there be someone who likes you for no reason and loves you, just to pay for you? No, everything has a bid."

Everything has a bid.

Meng Qianzi closed her eyes and took a nap. She was awakened by the sound in a daze. When she opened her eyes, it was Jiang Lian who came back.

He sat down at the fork of the tree trunk and whispered: "Bai Shuixiao also went up the tree and slept. It was right in front of him. He probably wouldn't set off in a short time. Let's rest first. I'll go and take a look when it's not dawn."

After saying that, he leaned his right arm behind his head and leaned back. At first, he was a little panting. He probably was too tired to run back and forth, and slowly calmed down. In the darkness, he could only see his Adam's apple until his chest, slightly undulating.

Meng Qianzi had just taken a nap for a while, but became energetic. She supported her cheeks and asked him: "What does Kuang Meiying's great-grandmother have to do with her illness?"

Jiang Lian's breathing stopped, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and the huge sky reflected in his eyes.

The weather was good tonight, and the sky was close to a group of blue, perhaps because there were many stars in the deep mountains, like many fine pearl lights on the sky, or like many unpredictable thoughts and dark secrets.
Chapter completed!