Book 3: Chapter 7: Ghost in the Woods

Book 3: Chapter 7: Ghost in the Woods

That night in the tent, I slept soundly.

A long time ago, on my first night in a no man's land, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. I thought that Id sleep well when I was tired, but in fact, the first night in the no man's land was usually my last chance to get a good nights sleep. So now that I had learned my lesson, I knew I had to sleep tonight with no distractions.

When I woke up the next day, I saw Jin Wantang had two huge bags under his eyes. He was using a satellite phone and constantly flipping between the channels.

No one responded to himwhich was a little ominousso his expression started to turn grim.

We set off right away and finally reached the first herders station at four o'clock in the afternoon the next dayin fact, it was just an area where more than a dozen tents were set up. We abandoned the jeep and switched to horses. Mongolian horses were short and looked silly. My horse was called Meng He, which meant eternal. Meng He was apparently a blood colt. I heard that when the mother gave birth to the second foal ten days after giving birth to the first foal, this second foal was called a blood colt.

The station was full of old people, four or five of whom could speak broken Chinese. Some of the others could speak English and Russian. Every time I encountered this kind of situation, I always remembered how I failed the Spanish CET6 exam (1). Language wasnt based on educational resources at all, but mainly on talent. That was why I didn't get to go to Antoni Gauds city in the end (2).

I heard from an old herdsman that all the tour guides had been busy recently because the number of tourists was more than ever before. He didnt know why there were suddenly so many tourists, but there werent any guides currently available because of it. He couldnt help us because he had to keep an eye on his sheep, but he was willing to give us his dog. It was more expensive than hiring a person, but the dog was better than people. It was called Bankhar, which meant "flat face". If there was any danger, Bankhar could go to the nearest herders station and bring people to help us.

I looked at Jin Wantang and said, Havent you been here before? In that case, you can be the guide and the dog can be responsible for saving lives. Its perfect.

Jin Wantang said that he hired a guide when he came here before. There was no difference between coming here once and coming here a hundred times. It was impossible to figure out which direction was north, but he could use the GPS to take us to the grove where he had found the body.

We had nothing to say all night. We rested at the herders station and then set off early the next day. At noon, four people and a dog arrived in the grove.

From a distance, this was an extremely ordinary and unremarkable small forest on the Mongolian grassland. It was the kind that often appeared suddenly, and each one was almost the exact same as the others. The appearance of this forest actually meant that we were at a higher altitude, and if we went further, the altitude would continue to increase until even mountains would start to appear.

These trees appearing on the endless grassland actually painted a vivid picture. We didnt even have to dismount when we rode the horses in because the forest wasnt dense, the shrubs inside were sparse, and the distance between the trees was very large.

I had been keeping an eye on Jin Wantang's expression to see if he had really been here before. Even if people could hide it for a while, they wouldnt be able to do it the whole time. But as I continued to look, I found that Jin Wantang had really been here before. He had the look of someone who was revisiting an old place.

The sun was dim in the woods and the temperature was low, which made the atmosphere very cold and gloomy. There was still a lot of stagnant water on the ground, just like a small haizi. The horses continued walking further in like they were wading through a swamp, but their reflections in the water were still very clear.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

The hole Jin Wantang had dug at that time was still there, sitting on a piece of dry land with a lot of rubbish beside it. It must have been the things he had left behind at that time. To my surprise, this hole was much deeper than I had originally expected. It looked to be about four meters deep and six or seven meters wide, and there was a pool of stagnant water in it.

"They dug the holes themselves. They drilled into the soil like groundhogs and then suffocated to death inside."

In other words, these people discovered the worlds second most valuable tomb and went in. But after coming out with the funerary objects, they came to this small forest, dug holes in the soil with their fingers, and buried themselves alive.

But why?

As I was thinking this, I noticed that Ping Lian (3) had started digging in another place twenty meters away.

This wasnt a good sign.

As Fatty and I headed over, I couldnt help thinking, don't tell me theres more.

By the time it started getting dark out, we had dug up twelve teams and thirty bodies, all in the same state. The ground was littered with all kinds of porcelain jars and plates that the corpses had been clutching in their hands.

From what we could gather from the documents in their clothes and Jin Wantang's memory, we had a general idea of which rank these teams belonged to and what their origins were. Their causes of death were all the samethey suffocated to death in the soil.

Fatty looked at the porcelain on the ground and said to me, "Mr. Nave, look at this porcelain. Theyre all different in style, but theyre basically just large tableware items and wine vessels. Why does it seem like these people traveled through time and space, attended an ancient banquet, and then were killed after they came back?"

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TN Notes:

(1) I was only finding that CET= College English Test. Its a national English-as-a-foreign-language test in China. There are 2 levels: CET4 and CET6. Info here. China's National College Entrance Examination (NCEE) has a foreign language test and students can choose from English, French, Japanese, Russian, German, and Spanish (though it seems like most pick English so maybe they just call the test CET in general).

(2) Antoni Gaud (1852-1926) was a Catalan architect. Most of his works are in Barcelona. Surprisingly enough, Ive actually been there. Some of his works are trippy but pretty cool lol. More info on him here.

(3) Uh yeah. So Wu Xie has decided Bankhar the dog is now Ping Lian, which means flat face. Dont know why the author couldnt just use the original name

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Forgot to mention yesterday, but Anna put "Wu Xie's Private Notes" into a pdf for you last week (she's an angel *sob*). Link is here if you want to download it.