We found a nearby exposed stone and sat down. Xiangyu was still immersed in the fear of eyes from unknown sources. She sat among all of us, looking a little uneasy.
"Sir, what method did you use to cross the Ecstasy with Professor Chen?" Zhang Jisheng asked first.
"At that time, we waited for the fog to clear before we took action. The road was not easy to walk, but there were many people going into the mountain together at that time. In the end, we had to cut a road in the forest with a knife and walked out of Mt.
The strange thing is that when we walked out of the Lost City, we didn't find the ancient temple. We were on another mountain." The old man said with a toothless mouth while eating compressed biscuits soaked in water. It sounded a bit difficult for us.
.
"When you accidentally stumbled upon the ancient temple while collecting herbs, what did the ancient temple look like? Do you still have a rough impression of the location?" Wang Zhishui asked while chewing a compressed biscuit.
"The ancient temple is located deep in Wawu Mountain. There is a big river. I suspect that this big river may run through the entire Wawu Mountain area. It is like a giant dragon, hovering in the deep mountains. The ancient temple was built in the river.
The shape of the temple is a bit like a pavilion," the old man said.
"Built in the river? Pavilion?" I frowned.
"The cliffs rise in the middle of the river, and the water surface floats on the terraces." Zhang Jisheng subconsciously read out the particularly famous song "Dragon Pan Xiao Ferry".
"Jisheng, do you suspect that the ancient temple may have some connection with the Guanyin Pavilion on the Yangtze River?" Xiangyu asked.
"It's hard to say this now, but such a similar construction method makes me instinctively think of the Guanyin Pavilion on the Yangtze River."
Zhang Jisheng's words caught my attention, and I suddenly thought that in the mysterious ancient book I photographed in my grandfather's study, the picture accompanying the chapter labeled Wawushan Mihuntang seemed to look very long.
It's really similar to the Yangtze River Guanyin Pavilion. I couldn't help but take out my phone and open that picture.
"The Yangtze River Guanyin Pavilion is somewhat special," Wang Zhishui said. "As a key protected cultural relic, the state prohibits anyone from visiting or photographing the Guanyin Pavilion. Looking across the country, this situation is rare. Therefore, almost no one has seen the inside of the Guanyin Pavilion.
"More than ten years ago, when I was young and vigorous, I made several requests to the teaching and research office to visit Guanyin Pavilion, but all requests were rejected, and I gave up later."
"If the ancient temple has an intrinsic connection with Guanyin Pavilion, then our trip to the mountain will be more valuable, and the archaeological value of the ancient temple will be even higher," Zhang Jisheng said.
"Old sir," I moved my position and sat down next to him, "Look, does the ancient temple look like this?" I showed the photo to the old man, but when I moved my position, I kept it.
With a little thought, I took a screenshot with my mobile phone and only took a screenshot of the picture of the ancient temple to show the old man.
"Huh? Where did your picture come from? That's it, that's it."
In the past few days that I have known the old man, I saw the emotion on his face change for the first time. However, it was also because of such a close contact with him that at this moment, I saw him for the first time through my sunglasses.
I don’t know why, but that look gave me the illusion that this look was very familiar to me, but I couldn’t remember where I’d seen it before. And this sense of familiarity made me instantly feel creepy and frightened for no reason.
When several other teammates heard what the old man said, they also came over to take a look.
"Okay, it turns out you came here prepared." Wang Zhishui said.
"Zhou Cang, where did you get this photo?" Zhang Jisheng was a little shocked.
I glanced at Zhang Jisheng, thought for a moment, and decided to throw out a little bait to see if I could identify the person who met my grandfather in the study.
"I once read an ancient book in my grandfather's study. The ancient book contained a picture like this, and below the picture there was an annotation about Wawushan Mihundang."
After saying that, I secretly observed the reactions of Zhang Jisheng and Xiang Yu, but there seemed to be nothing unusual about them. Once again, I ruled out the suspicion that they were the people who met grandpa in the study. However, I still found it difficult to accept that Chen Mo was the one who talked to grandpa.
I know him very well. Although he is taciturn, he is by no means cunning.
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? Is there anything else written in the book? Does it say how to get out of this ecstasy and find this ancient temple?" Xiangyu asked.
"That book was full of weird symbols. I didn't understand it. After flipping through it, my grandpa only made this comment on this page. I didn't know why at the time, so I took a photo with my phone. It was probably
I thought about checking it out later, but as soon as I left the study, I forgot about it. Just now you mentioned Guanyin Pavilion, and I immediately remembered it, because when I was reading, I also felt that the architectural structure of this picture has something to do with it.
Guanyin Pavilion is very similar." I made up a bunch of lies casually.
"Jisheng and I studied the information left by the professor. What the professor meant was that the ruins in Wawu Mountain were probably left by the ancient Shu people. If the ancient temple can be found and confirmed to be left by the ancient Shu people, then
, this will be a leap forward in the study of ancient Shu." Xiangyu said a little excitedly.
"This is one of the important reasons why Xiangyu and I decided to continue research on this topic." Zhang Jisheng continued. "Zhou Cang, there are many strange symbols in the ancient book you mentioned. Could this be the ancient Shu?"
Chinese characters? Is this the only photo you took?"
"If it is really the writing of the ancient Shu Kingdom, then it would be really remarkable." Wang Zhishui said, "If there are any other photos, take them out for everyone to study. Anyway, the sky is full of fog and it is difficult for us to move."
"It shouldn't be written in ancient Shu, because the age of the paper is wrong." I replied, "I just took this picture because I didn't think much about it at the time, so I just looked through the ancient book as a casual book."
"Since you don't have it, then you have to show it to us when you get back. Jisheng, take all the information the professor left with you. Why don't you take it out and let us check it carefully to see if there is anything there?
What clue?" Wang Zhishui said.
Zhang Jisheng then took out the information he showed me on the train again.
The professor left many notebooks, all of which recorded his experiences in Wawu Mountain. He actually entered Wawu Mountain more than once, but he had to stop the trip because he lost his way in the Ecstasy.
The old man passed through the deserted village and entered the Lost City successfully. However, they went through a lot of hardships in the mountains and failed to find the ancient temple in the end.
In the notebook I got, it roughly records the situation when the professor and his friends first arrived at the Wawu Mountain Scenic Area, and ended up being trapped in the Ecstasy.
Suddenly, I found that the thickness of the notebook cover seemed a little wrong. It felt a little thicker, and it seemed like something was trapped inside.
So, I took apart the leather cover of the note, and there was indeed a photo inside.
The back of the photo is facing up, and it says "The misty and dangerous peaks are different up and down, left and right. The dragon is looking for water on the second day of February, and Hong Niang is at the end of the mountain in the fog - 2011"
I turned the photo over and looked at it. The person in the photo made me petrified instantly.
The photo was taken at the small stream at the entrance of the deserted village. There were four people in the photo, namely my grandparents, the professor, and me.
However, there is no memory in my mind that I have ever been to this place.