The next day, the fifteenth of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Zhongyuan Festival, light rain.
At noon that day, Xu Fulong and I have appeared in the Laoshan in the south of Ditai City.
The mountain is called'Laoshan', and word of mouth is such a name, and later generations did not give it a more pleasant name.
Xu Fulong's car stopped outside the mountain pass, and we both wore raincoats and walked into the mountain.
Environmental protection is very good. You can see ancient trees that are more than ten feet high. There are many rare tree species in this old mountain. It is a first-class protection area, not to mention that the Emperor's Terrace is in the mountain. Therefore, this place The protection is very large.
Even if it rains lightly, pedestrians on the mountain road are endless. Today is a folk ghost festival. Many people enter the mountain, wanting to burn incense candles in front of the emperor's table to pay homage to the ancestors, and pray by the way for God to bless their family.
No one dared to climb the stone steps to the high platform to worship. That was what the ancient emperors were qualified to do, and they should not be taboo.
At most, people burned papers and incenses around the Emperor's Terrace and placed sacrifices.
After listening to what Xu Fulong said, I was very suspicious that the reason for the strange disappearance of the crew was related to this tens of feet high Emperor's Terrace.
You know, Xu Fulong put on the emperor's diadem for the purpose of filming, and ascended to sacrifice to the heavens. This was a taboo event.
But for the sake of the plot, I had to make such a show.
After that, Xu Fulong dreamed of a plane crash, and immediately afterwards, the crew became evil.
If the weird incident has nothing to do with the Emperor Terrace, then I don't believe it.
All the way into the mountain, I encountered several patrol teams to check the identity of the people who entered the mountain. It seems that these people are not ordinary patrol teams. It is estimated that they are investigating the disappearance of the crew.
Xu Fulong and I were not spared either. A ten-person patrol team blocked us on the mountain road. After they first revealed their identities, they asked to interrogate our identities.
It's gone, Xu Fulong and I handed over some documents.
The leading middle-aged bearded man took it and checked it with an electronic instrument. At a certain moment, his eyes moved, and then he stared at me hotly.
I was stared at uncomfortably, touched the corners of my mouth in embarrassment, squeezed out a blunt smile, looked at my cheeks through the drizzle and said, "But what's wrong?"
"No, no, but, dare to ask, you are a dipper
Is that Jiang Du in Ershan Water Park? "
As soon as the middle-aged Luojihu said what he said, I immediately understood, and smiled slightly and said, "Is Brother Guo Luo okay?"
I did not answer his words directly, but this rhetorical question has already explained everything.
"Okay, Mr. Guo is very good. It turns out that it is really Duzhen... Mr. Du, who has been admiring his name for a long time, dare to ask, but because of the missing crew
Asked tentatively.
He wanted to call the real person, but temporarily changed his words to become Mr. Du. I understand.
I didn't answer, but turned my head to look at Xu Fulong, then smiled at his beard.
Since they checked their identities, of course they knew who Xu Fulong was, and the crew was missing, only Xu Fulong was still there, and I came here with Xu Fulong, which has already explained the problem.
"Great, Mr. You Du is righteous to help. I believe I will find the whereabouts of those people soon. My name is Feng Luoyin. This is a business card. Mr. Du, please check. If you have any needs, please call here. We cooperate fully."
Hu Feng Luoyin handed me a business card with both hands.
I didn't want to take it big, so I stretched out my hands to take it, and put it away carefully, but I made up my mind. Unless I have to, I won't call them.
It's up to the mage to deal with this kind of thing. They are indeed elites and talents, but they have special expertise in the art industry, and they can't handle this kind of thing.
After a few casual greetings, they let it go.
A crowd of ten people looked at me in awe. To be honest, I was a little uncomfortable, and I was not used to it.
There are many tourists who enter the mountain with umbrellas or in raincoats. Most of them bring rainproof bamboo baskets with burning incense and offerings.
These were all rushed to worship near the Emperor's Terrace, and the rain couldn't stop their enthusiasm. It was really lively.
"Brother Du, why did those people give you face just now?"
Xu Fulong approached me and asked questions in a low voice.
"Maybe it depends on how handsome I am?" I replied perfunctorily.
"Also." Xu Fulong murmured dissatisfiedly, and said no more.
From a distance, I saw a high platform of several tens of meters, like a building in the middle of a mountain.
How many years does this ghost of Gaotai know how old it has been? Some places are mottled and missing, but they still stand tall.
In those days when there was no reinforced concrete, it was like
How to build such a strong building
Whenever I see such ancient ruins, I am amazed by the wisdom and patience of the ancient people.
The high platform with a side length of more than 20 meters sits north facing south, and stone steps are built on the oblique side.
Not long ago, the emperor played by Xu Fulong made sacrifices to the heavens and the earth, and soon afterwards disaster came.
It can be seen that the taboo of not setting foot on the top of a high platform is actually quite reasonable. Only the emperor is qualified to come to Gaoding.
Although Xu Fulong is precious in numerology, how far is it from the emperor's level? Without such qualifications, but you have to go up, it's strange if nothing happens.
Muttering these things in my heart, of course I can't say it, otherwise, wouldn't Xu Fulong's face be lost
We walked to the high Taipei side. There were fewer people here. Most people bowed to the high platform on the south side, and then burned the paper money ingots. With an umbrella in hand, don’t worry about the problem of not making a fire.
I looked up at the high platform, full of praise.
"Sure enough, it's better to be famous than to meet each other. Under a high platform, I feel my own insignificance."
As soon as I got here with emotion, I inexplicably thought of the monster veins of the ghost and god emperor more than 400 meters high, and suddenly realized that the high platform didn't seem to be that stalwart anymore.
Xu Fulong looked up and suddenly turned to me and said, "Brother Du, this high platform is not accessible to ordinary people. A few days ago, I ran up to play the role of the emperor and engaged in a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven. Did it violate any taboo? , So that the crew will suffer?"
Xu Fulong thought about this in the end.
"You also know how many catties you have sunk? Why do you have to go to the high platform to film? With today's technology, you perform a ceremony on the flat ground, and then synthesize the high platform under your feet with a computer. It's just a piece of cake. ."
I retracted my gaze, wiped the rain off my face, and said coldly.
"Brother Du, isn't this perfect? The last time the horror movie was not paid for by the audience because of insufficient care. This time, the investment of the Xu family far exceeded that of the last time. I don’t want to. I finally dedicated myself to the job, but I caused such a disaster. It’s really... ”
Xu Fulong looked annoyed and couldn't say anything.
(End of this chapter)