Everyone followed the footprints all the way to the west and walked on the mountain road for more than an hour. A mountain ridge appeared in front of them. Slanting above the mountain ridge, they saw a dilapidated pavilion from a distance. The plaque on it read "Junbie Pavilion" in Manchu. But the pavilion

There was not a single figure in the pavilion. The four of them went up and took a look. There were some gauze and blood stains scattered on the bluestone floor in the pavilion. It seemed that the group of people had made some corrections here and bandaged the wounds of their injured companions.

According to the custom of the time, murals were painted on the top of the pavilion, which depicts the scene of Hu Erhan and Daishan Beile fighting side by side on the battlefield. These are ordinary things, and there is nothing special about the entire pavilion. Meihui and I agree.

I took a few photos. When I moved the camera around the corner and went up the mountain, I was shocked to find two green pines on the north side of the pavilion in front of the mountain road. These two ancient pines were so tall that I couldn't see the crown or bark of the trees at a glance.

The lines on the tree are densely twisted together, and the little bumps look like twisted human faces. The tree body is so thick that it seems difficult for the four of us to hug it.

Two pine trees echo each other. One tree is brown and the other is black and gray. Due to the wind and snow in the past few days, a lot of needles on these two strange pine trees have been weighed down. Every needle has a unique color.

It is as thick as a finger, and there are even light-colored lines on the needles. Not to mention me, even Dabao, who has been living in the forest area of ​​Daxing'an Mountains since he was a child, is amazed by this pine tree species.

In winter, the moss in the mountains has withered. Pine trees are coniferous and do not block the wind. The wind is strong in the mountains, and biting northwest winds hit the towering crowns of these two pines.

The job of pine trees is to hold up white snowflakes in lumps. When the wind blows, the snowflakes above fly down in scattered pieces, and some fall into our necks, which makes us shiver all over.

This is a common sight in the Northeast, whether in urban or rural areas, but Lanzi raised her head to see the snowflakes floating sideways so that she could get to the leeward side. It didn't matter if she raised her head, she screamed in fright.

Pointing to the towering tree crown, he stammered: "Brothers, there are people... hanging dead people up there!"

I looked up and was shocked. It turned out that there were four dead bodies hanging on the branches of the two ancient pine trees, two on each side. The wind blew on the branches and they were swaying. There was nothing scary about the dead bodies, but they were strange.

These corpses are hanging on the highest branches, at least twenty meters above the ground. Unlike other tree species, pine trees only have branches and leaves growing on the crown, and there are no branches below. The round trunk has no branches at all.

It was very difficult to climb without professional equipment. Even if these four people had professional equipment, could it be possible that they climbed up by themselves after they died?

We dragged them back to Junbie Pavilion quickly, fearing that the wind would pick up and the corpses would fall down and hit us again.

"Brother, look at their clothes, they look like the tomb robbers who died last night. They should be a group of people. How come they all climbed up the tree and hanged themselves collectively when they ran up from the bottom of the mountain?" Meihui asked.

I couldn't explain the strange scene in front of me. Dabao shouted that this was retribution for this group of people's disrespect for the ancestors of the Tong Jia family.
Chapter completed!