Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 90 Seven Pillars Peak
In late autumn and October, the chill is getting stronger, and the mountains and forests under the cover of night are silent.

In the depths of Mount Paektu, there is a mountain named Qizhu Peak. Although it is not majestic, the terrain is steep and precipitous.

Zhao Lin and Liang Song lay in a pile of rocks in front of Seven Pillars Peak, and looked up the mountain.

"See that mountain notch? It's the only way up the mountain."

Liang Song pointed forward and said.

Over the years, he used hunting as a cover to spy around secretly, and he knew several beard haunts, and Seven Pillar Peak was one of them.

Zhao Lin stared and saw a natural valley notch.

The opening of the valley is extremely narrow, and a mountain path extends upwards, winding upwards, with cliffs on both sides.

"It's really a place that's easy to defend but hard to attack!"

He originally thought that the bandits hadn't been wiped out for many years because the garrison didn't care, but now it seems that may not be the case.

This kind of terrain, even if you send a hundred thousand troops, you have to go up one by one.

Liang Song nodded slightly, "More than that, some people in the beard used to be hunters, and they set up many animal traps and traps on the mountain road."

"If you don't know what's going on inside, no matter how powerful the force is, it's easy to get in their way."

Zhao Lin turned his head and glanced at him, "How do you know so clearly?"

Liang Song grinned: "Beards are human too, it's impossible for everyone to keep their mouths shut."

"Besides, do you think they built this cottage by themselves? They don't know how to do this kind of hard work. It was built bit by bit with labor pulled from outside the mountain many years ago. I don't know how many people have died from the disaster."

"However, some people survived by luck. I interviewed an old job worker who had worked on the mountain before, and learned some inside information from him."

Zhao Lin thought for a while, and said, "Since it's so difficult to fight, how about enclosing this place with a large army?"

"Without water and food, the beard probably won't last long, right?"

Liang Song shook his head, "It's useless. A few years ago, the state government sent troops to suppress the bandits and trapped the bandits in Wuzhi Peak. After being trapped for half a month, there was suddenly no movement on the mountain."

"Send someone to go up to have a look, and found that all the bandits have run away, and finally found a few secret passages."

"The bandits have several old lairs, and each lair has secret passages. Why don't you try them one by one?"

Having said that, Liang Song looked over in a blink of an eye, "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Lin pursed his lips, "I want to find out the way first. It would be best if I can catch one or two survivors. If it doesn't work, I'll kill a few beards and let them bleed."

If you dare to attack your own family members, you must show them some color.

Liang Song nodded in agreement, pointed to a few big trees beside the mountain slot and said, "I'm afraid it won't be easy, there must be their secret whistle on the tree."

Looking at those big trees, Zhao Lin felt a little troubled.

In order to prevent people from touching the mountain, the bandits cut down all the trees in a radius of [-] feet, leaving no weeds that were slightly higher.

The open space in front of the mountain is bare, as long as someone approaches, even at night, it will be very conspicuous, and it is impossible to escape the eyes of the dark whistle.

Zhao Lin touched the beard that had just grown on his chin and asked, "Is there a way behind the mountain?"

Liang Song still shook his head, "Behind the mountain is a cliff."

Zhao Lin was speechless, he was not a gecko, he had to use an ax and an iron awl to climb the cliff.

But in this way, there will definitely be a sound, and I am afraid that it will be a big rock to meet me at that time.

Thinking of the stone, Zhao Lin suddenly had an idea, "There is a way!"

Liang Song hurriedly asked, "What method?"

Zhao Lin's eyes searched the pile of rocks for a while, and saw a fan-shaped boulder with uneven surface, which was very suitable for grasping.

He crawled over, turned around and waved at Liang Song, "Come here."

Liang Song didn't know why, but he followed his example and came behind the big stone.

Zhao Lin straightened his upper body, squatted and grasped both sides of the boulder, and with both arms, he lifted the heavy boulder off the ground and slowly moved forward.

Liang Song suddenly realized that Zhao Lin wanted to use the boulder as a cover to approach the mountain notch.

If it was daytime, it would definitely not work, but it was night after all, and it was difficult for the dark whistle to notice a slow-moving boulder.

But this requires great strength, and only Zhao Lin can do it.

Zhao Lin carried the boulder and moved it little by little towards the mouth of the mountain, stopping every once in a while to avoid being noticed by the secret sentry.

After more than half an hour, the two moved to a place less than thirty feet away from the big tree.

Zhao Lin heard Anshao's breathing.

The breathing is very even, and there will be pauses at intervals, which shows that Anshao is a little sleepy, but he is definitely not asleep.

Zhao Lin quietly poked his head out from behind the boulder, his Adam's apple vibrated and emitted ultrasonic waves, and immediately located the secret whistle hidden in the gap between the branches.

"On the second big tree."

The mountains were empty and the people were quiet. Zhao Lin was worried about alarming the secret whistle, so he wrote on the palm of Liang Song with his fingers.

Liang Song also wrote immediately: "There may be more than one secret whistle, please listen again."

After following Zhao Lin for a long time, he vaguely knew that Zhao Lin had extraordinary hearing, but he never asked about it.

Zhao Lin nodded silently, picked up the boulder and continued to move forward.

A dark cloud moved across the sky, blocking most of the moonlight.

Zhao Lin took the opportunity to speed up and carried the boulder to a place more than ten feet away from the mouth of the mountain. Sure enough, he heard the faint sound of breathing coming from the valley.

He followed the sound and saw a raised stone on the slope of the valley.

The sound came from behind the stone.

There is indeed a way!
Two hidden stakes, even if the first hidden stake is attacked and killed, the second one can warn in time, no matter how fast you are, it is impossible to remove them at the same time.

Zhao Lin frowned slightly, wondering if there would be a third hidden stake?

He wrote what he saw and his own guesses in Liang Song's hands. Liang Song was not surprised, and wrote in his palm: "To live or to die?" Then he silently took the hunting bow from his back.

Liang Song hadn't practiced the skin yet, so in order not to drag Zhao Lin down, they went to the cliffs of the North Ridge to bring their hunting bows before coming here.

"Let me think about it."

Zhao Lin was a little hesitant. Now that he knew the location of the two hidden stakes, as long as he launched a surprise attack, he would definitely be able to take them down.

But he only killed two minions, which was far from his psychological expectations.

Now that you're here, you have to beat your beard sorely.

At this time, Beard, who was hidden in the second hidden pile, yawned.

Sleepy?

Zhao Lin's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Generally speaking, the vigil must be rotated, and it is impossible for one person to concentrate on watching from beginning to end.

He looked up at the sky, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and it was already midnight.

"There may be a rotation person to take over in a while, let's wait, and then we will catch up!"

Zhao Lin wrote in Liang Song's palm.

Liang Song was startled for a moment, then gave him a thumbs up.

The two waited quietly behind the stone, and time passed by.

Around the fourth watch, that is, at one o'clock in the middle of the night, there were soft footsteps, and three shadowy figures came down from the mountain.

(End of this chapter)