Chapter 126: Genting Temple · Dilemma

As I steered the horse forward, I looked in the direction indicated by the fat man. Through the sparse trees, I saw that there were about thirty people bustling on the lake below, more than fifty horses, a big team of horses. .
Those people are setting up tents by the lake, and they seem to want to spend the night by the lake. One of the women was opening a radar-like thing for debugging. I used a telescope to see that the woman was no one else. It was Anin in Hainan.
I scolded, and the woman came here, which shows that our inference is correct. The people who the third uncle wants to procrastinate are probably this group. I do n’t know what the sunken ship company came to do inland?
The Chinese monk also saw the following horse team, his complexion changed, and asked Chen Pi A Si what to do?
Chen Pi Asi looked at it, smiled lightly, and said, "Well, it means that our way is correct, continue to walk, don't care about them."
I took a telescope and looked at it one by one, but I didn't see the third uncle, but since the third uncle might be held in their hands, it is unlikely to have too much freedom, and it might be locked in a tent.
I feel uncomfortable that almost half of the people below are carrying five or six rifles, and I have also seen satellite phones and many advanced equipment.
The fat man looked at the gun with a greedy look and said to Chen Pi'a: "Senior man, you said you don't buy a gun, you don't buy a gun. How can you deal with it if you have someone with a gun loaded? How can you deal with it? You have to use the washbasin as a shield and go with a sanitary napkin. Smoke them? "
Chen Pi Asi glanced at him, and shook his hand and smiled and said: "We have never done a lot of people to do our business, after the snow line, you know, follow me and follow."
Our conversations are all in dialects, and the unsmooth Shunzi, who speaks Chinese, doesn't understand very well, but he has been a guide for many years, and he knows that guests don't listen to what they say, because many people here are nationalism from South Korea Pilgrims, or poachers, listen too much, and others may kill you.
We continued to walk up until we saw some dilapidated wooden houses and wire gates in front of them, with the slogan "The sacred and inviolable territory of the motherland" written on it.
Shunzi told us that this is the supply station of Xueshan Outpost. After the multilateral talks, several outposts here have changed places. This place is also deserted, and there are no more outposts on the snow line. If we want to go up , When the opportunity comes to see.
No words at night, we spent a night here, got up early the next morning and continued to hurry up, Shunzi felt strange, few people traveled so desperately, but it was up to us to collect money.
It started to snow when we got up, and the temperature dropped abruptly. Southerners were rarely able to adapt to such weather. Apart from Fat and Ye Cheng, several other people were all frozen and stiff.
After going up the snow line again, we finally saw the snow, which was sparse at first, and the thicker the more up, the fewer and fewer trees, the more various stones, the Chen Pi A Si said that this has been carried out Mark of.
By noon, we were all white all around, and the snow on the ground was so thick that there was no way to go at all. All of us depended on Shunzi to lead the horse in the front. At this time, the wind suddenly blew, Shunzi looked at the clouds, and asked us, Or come here today, to see that there may be strong winds on this day, just watch the snowy mountains and enjoy it, and then there is danger.
Chen Pi A sighed and waved his hand, let him wait.
We stopped to rest, ate some dry food, and a few people went around to see the scenery. We are now on the ridge of a low mountain and we can see the virgin forest we walked through when we came. Chen Pi'a Siji looked up, then pointed at a large depression, and said to us: "In ancient times, tombs were built on site. You can see that this large forest is significantly less sparse than the side. It must have been felled a hundred years ago, and we Although it is difficult to walk along the way, there are no particularly sad obstacles. There must have been large-scale ancient projects in the vicinity. The mountain has been repaired. Our general direction is correct. We have to go up. "
Ye Cheng asked: "Senior man, there are more than a dozen peaks in this mountain range, all from here, how can we find it?"
Chen Pi'a said four times: "Let's take a look. There must be a vision where the dragon head is located. The place where the ground vein stops is the Dragon's Cave. There are many mountains here, but there is only one ground vein. We are now walking along the ground vein. Just time. "
I looked in his eyes, and I only saw the trees one by one, and I couldn't see the difference. I couldn't help feeling ashamed.
Turned his head to look at the dull oil bottle, but he saw that his eyes only looked at the snowy mountains in front, and his brows frowned slightly.
Shunzi heard that we still have to go up, sighed, and shook his head to say that he would not be able to ride the horse again. He would use a horse-drawn snow to plow. Changbai Mountain's winter is actually the most convenient place for traffic. In addition to snowstorms, horses are generally used. Pulling the snow plow can climb to any place where horses can reach, but once the wind rises, we have to listen to him for everything. He will come back when he says it. There must be no objection.
We all nodded and promised to unload the luggage from the horse and put it on the pick plow, ready to go. The straight whip whip to lead the way, our horse automatically followed behind, and a pedestrian galloped in the snow.
When I was sitting on the snow plow, I found it very interesting. Just like dog sledding, I did n’t know for a while, I did n’t know whether it was because of the strong wind or because I could n’t move easily on the plow. The same as perception.
Because of the mountain road, the horse ran unsteadily. Because the fat man was too heavy, he rolled over and fell into the snow several times, causing us to stop and wait for him several times.
In this way, it ran until the sky became gray, the wind was getting bigger, the horse was walking slower, we had to wear goggles to look forward, white snowflakes everywhere, I do n’t know whether it fell from the sky or the snow mountain. .
Is full of wind, and I want to say something. The mouth is open, and the cold wind is poured into it. In the words of the fat man, the words of the curse are frozen in the throat.
Running, the straight horse stopped at the front. I vaguely felt bad. It is only two o'clock in the afternoon. It's gray. We rushed to the straight in the wind and saw him rubbing the horse's neck. Looking around, his brows frowned into his nostrils.
We gathered around and asked him what was going on. He snorted and said, "The wind is too strong. It seems that an avalanche has occurred here. The landform is different. I don't know anymore. Also, you see, the pressure in front is It ’s the snow on the top of the mountain. It ’s too deep and too loose. It ’s too close to the horse ’s belly. The horse refuses to pass. There are air bubbles under this kind of snow. It is very easy to collapse and is very dangerous.
"What should I do?" Pan Zi looked at the sky. "Looking at the weather, it seems not very good. Can I go back?"
Shunzi looked at the sky and looked at us again and said, "I'm not sure. But once the wind blows, it won't stop for two days or two nights. We must be a dead end here, not far from the sentry in front. "It's a shelter from the wind and snow when I get there. I don't think it's too late to go back. We can walk on foot."
"On foot?" The fat man pressed his earmuffs and tentatively took a step. As a result, the man suddenly covered the snow until he reached his thigh. He took a difficult step forward and scolded: "He Grandma, some have suffered. "
We put on snowshoes and faced the wind. We pulled the plow and walked in the snow with difficulty. This place is a tuyere, which is the middle of the ridges on both sides. The wind is particularly strong. No wonder it will avalanche.
We walked into the tuyere, and Shunzi said that the sentry could be reached in an hour, but I do n’t know if we walked too slowly, or the straight took the wrong path. When I walked to more than six in the evening, I still did n’t see the sentry. shadow.
Shun Zi turned back and forth without thinking, and suddenly thought, "Oh, it's over, I know where this sentry post is!" We went around, and his face was extremely ugly, saying: "How can I not?" Thinking that this is not a small avalanche, the sentry post must have buried the snow, right under our feet, no wonder you can't find it for a long time! "
Pan Zi sighed and said something, looking at his mouth shape: "Mama got an X!"
The fat man yelled and asked Shunzi: "So what should I do now? The horse is gone, so will we die here?"
Junko pointed to the front and said, "There is one last hope. I remember that there should be a hot spring nearby. If you can get there, you can spend a few days. The hot spring is higher than here, and it should not be buried by snow. If you ca n’t find it, you can only rely on your will to survive.

Everyone was crying and mourning their faces, and they continued to go up with Shunzi. As the sky went darker and darker, Shunzi pulled up the rope and tied each of us to the body, because the visibility was too low to see people at all. Only the rope can bring us together.
I started walking with my eyes and started to spend it. I could n’t see clearly. The people in front walked farther and farther, and the people in the back dragged farther and deeper. I could n’t help seeing people on both sides. Is it a mistake to enter the mountain at this time? Will it die here?
Unlike, Shunzi walked quite stably. Although I couldn't see him, I felt that the direction of the rope was firm. He must be used to this kind of snow and snow, and he must be fine with him.
While comforting myself, I continued to move forward. Suddenly I saw a black shadow appearing in the snow mist in front of me. I couldn't see who it was. I walked a few steps, and the black shadow suddenly twisted and fell. In the snow.
I quickly ran over to see it, but it turned out to be straight in the snow.
The back of the stuffy oil bottle chased up, saw Shunzi, and quickly got up, we were carrying him, while tightening the rope, let the others gather first.
As soon as the fat man saw Shunzi, he made a very weird expression and shouted: "What kind of guide is this damsel, don't know the road, don't say, we haven't fainted, he fainted first, what should we do?" I want to scold again, but I do n’t know where the wind blows.
I looked around, my God, the situation around it was completely out of control. The strong wind with a lot of snowflakes was hit by rocks and hovered around us, and nothing could be seen a meter away.
The "footprints" when we came were almost blown away by the wind. The southeast and northwest were not clear. The strong wind was too strong to even lift the head, and it would blow down when standing up.
Everyone's face was pale, Chen Pi's eyes were blurred, and it seemed that the old man had already entered a semi-coma state under such extreme environment. Even if he didn't fall, he certainly wouldn't last long.
Pan Zi said: "We can't stop and wait for death. The hot spring may be nearby. We stretched the rope and dispersed to find it. When we found it, we pulled the rope to signal."
We were spreading around, and I didn't know which direction I chose. I walked and stunned. I just felt a sense of numbness spread from my limbs to the whole body.
I have watched many movies before, saying that in the snowy mountains, people will become more and more sleepy. If they fall asleep, they will never wake up, and people will also have many hallucinations, such as hot meals.
I desperately remind myself, but I can't hold on at all. Every time I take a step, the eyelid is like an extra piece of lead, drooping straight down.
Was at a loss, and suddenly heard the fat man yell, the wind was too loud, and I didn't hear anything. When I looked back, I saw his shadow disappeared.
The oil bottle turned around immediately and found that the rope on the ground suddenly pulled, his face changed, and he shouted: "No! Untie the rope, somebody has fallen into the snow pit!"
Hadn't finished speaking, the snow at his feet suddenly collapsed, the whole person pulled the rope into the snow all at once, and then it was me who was closest to him.
Like a bunch of grapes, we were pulled into the snow one by one by the fat man, rolling over and over, not knowing how long it took to stop. My eyes were full of snow, and I couldn't open it at all. I only heard Pan Zi tell us not to move. He was on the last tail. He climbed down and said.
At this time, Ye Cheng suddenly heard a cry: "Wait, wait! Copy the guy! Don't go down, what's the thing in the snow?"