The sky at night is actually colored, and the purple light is far away, hiding under the thick dark clouds at night.
I think it’s a little weird, because I’ve never seen such a purple sky before, and it’s still such a night. Jiro Mae Kishi also saw those lights, and a purple light reflected in his eyes, "It's so beautiful." He said, "Could there be aurora too here?"
I don't know what the aurora is, or whether it should appear here, but it seems to have given Qian Jiang courage to keep him from retreating. So the two of them each held a small flashlight and continued to walk in the waist-deep snow.
Gradually, the forest became thinner and we got closer and closer to Longshan.
The entire Longshan Mountain has been cut into a bare hill. When we were in school, we could only see one side of Longshan Mountain, which was facing the school. Office buildings, training grounds, and military camps were built there.
And there is something on the other side of Longshan, we don't know or see. The other side was shrouded in shadow all the year round. The Japanese brought in steel jibs and excavating machinery, and they all worked on the other side of Longshan. I think there must be some secret hidden there.
The forest is getting sparser, and we can even see the army patrolling at the foot of Longshan Mountain.
"What should I do next." I looked at Mae Jiang, a Japanese kid who was only a teenager but didn't worry too much: "I only need to say that I am Mae Dazuo's son, and they won't embarrass us. I can. I saw my father." He cheered.
I secretly said I hope so. At this time, the two of them were already freezing stiff. Although Qianjiang's expression was very excited, his complexion was already blue. He was trembling with cold. I said: "Qianjiang, let me go with you on my back. The two of us can be warmer. "
"Okay." He didn't refuse, and leaned on my back: "Thank you Xiang Shui."
I was carrying Qianjiang, his mouth exhaled a cold breath, and we walked in the snow with one foot shallow and one foot shallow. Gradually, the wind blew up, and the wind blew up snow particles and scattered the black clouds in the sky. The purple light in the sky became brighter and brighter, and it had almost illuminated the entire Longshan Mountain.
The hideous silhouettes of various buildings are faintly revealed in the darkness, dimly illuminated by the purple light, and illusion is revealed in the reality.
"Wait." Qianjiang suddenly shivered and said, "There seems to be a person standing on the opposite hillside."
I stopped and looked at Qianjiang’s pointing arm. He pointed to a remote hillside, which had reached the other side of Longshan. Under the purple light of gauze, everything around seemed to be nothing but A vague outline was clearly visible, but it was enough. On the slope on the other side of Longshan, a black figure stood.
I can't see his face, nor can I see the details of his body. He is tall, hunched, and his body seems to be slightly deformed, standing on the hillside facing us.
Although they are far apart, if we can see him, then he can also see us.
I find it a little strange, this is very unreasonable, because we just saw the other side of Longshan.
We must know that even in a school with a relatively long distance and a relatively high terrain, we still cannot see the other side of Longshan Mountain. But in this place which is very close to Longshan and has a relatively low terrain, why can I see the other side of Longshan
Qian Jiang didn't dare to move forward a little bit, but I still carried him forward. There is a small slope in front. Due to the perspective problem, when you descend that small slope, you can no longer see the people on the side of Longshan.
I didn't take that figure to my heart, in case something just looks like a person. I carried Qianjiang on my back, and I soon reached the foot of the hillside of Longshan. The purple light had dimmed and the sky returned to what a normal night sky should have. We couldn't see anything clearly, and then turned on the flashlight to see the road with the help of the flashlight.
However, when we headed for some distance against the wind and snow and finally approached Longshan, a strange thing happened. All the buildings on Longshan disappeared.
When I was in school, I watched the buildings built by the Japanese bit by bit, but none of them were found. Only a bare hillside was left covered by a thick layer of snow.
I carried Qianjiang on my back, raised my flashlight, and looked around on the bare hillside, but I couldn't find any traces of buildings at all.
Qianjiang lied on my back and whispered, "Xiang Shui, what's going on, Longshan base? Where is my father?" His voice was very small, and he was trembling and talking in my ear.
I don't know, "Go back?" I said, "It's a bit strange."
Qian Jiang was silent for a moment, "I don't want to go back, we have all come here, why not keep looking, you can go to the opposite side of the mountain and see, maybe my father is on the other side of Longshan."
I didn't refuse him, so I carried him deep and shallow and walked in the snow. I don't know when, the feeling on the soles of the feet becomes strange. It seems that the snow under the snow is not mud, but something like gravel. I don't know what it is, because Qianjiang is on my back and his breathing is warming up, so I didn't bend down to see what was under the snow.
The feeling of stepping on the gravel became heavier and heavier. Suddenly I was empty under my feet, and I leaned back and fell into the snow. The worst thing happened. The snow was empty.
It was a pothole about four or five meters deep. I fell into the sky with Qianjiang on my back.
After the world turned around, we landed, Qianjiang was underneath me, and I was dizzy and dizzy to find the flashlight that fell on the ground, and took pictures around. This pit is four to five meters deep and less than two meters in diameter. The inner wall of the pit is The undulating black stones, I leaned over to take a look at it, it was coal. This turned out to be a coal pit. There are coal mines in Daxinganling, but it is difficult to mine. Unexpectedly, the Japanese found a small coal pit here.
I said: "Qianjiang, are you okay?"
He ignored me, and I suddenly panicked because I fell straight on my back. The hole is not only very deep, but the radius is not long. Qianjiang probably fell from the inner wall with his head all the way.
I quickly looked at him, he was lying on the ground pale, his eyes open, looking at me, there seemed to be no blood. But I asked about the smell of blood. Looking at the coal wall again, I saw a hideous bloodstain slid down from the top of the cave wall and disappeared under Qianjiang's head. The blood was immersed in the black coal, as if there was nothing at first glance.
I moved and walked slowly towards Qianjiang. My feet were slimy. I looked down and saw that wisps of blood flowed out from under Qianjiang, just converging into a pool of blood, which flooded the soles of my shoes.
I approached him stiffly, and he stared at me. I patted his face, "Maejiang."
His mouth moved and opened suddenly, as if dislocated, no longer closed, his eyes still looking directly at me. The next moment, a piece of scarlet coal slid out of his mouth and rolled down his chest until it reached my feet.
It turned out that in the process of falling, Qianjiang had a gap in the back of his head. (End of this chapter)