I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 94 Name
Doesn't he know the answer?
He knows.

As times change, Changbai Mountain is no longer a frightening place that is off-limits to strangers.

They saw tourists coming up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain more than once at night, and learned some information from their clothes and conversations...

However, it is better to tell him a definite answer in person than to watch and listen as a bystander.

Chen Qingyuan was silent for a long time, then hummed and said, "Yes, our country has become very powerful! It is because of countless respectable ancestors like you who used their blood and will to repel the invaders and planted hope for future generations that this glorious fruit was produced."

"Today...everyone of us has books to read and food to eat, and we are not hungry or cold...We are grateful to our ancestors from the bottom of our hearts."

The young man felt a little shy when he heard the word "senior".

He raised his translucent hand and took a look. He hesitated slightly, looked around quietly, and said in a low voice: "I heard that there is something called ice cream, which is soft and sweet, and has cookie crumbs. It tastes as cold as snow, but much better than snow. Is this... is this true?"

His young and pale face.

This deeply hurt Chen Qingyuan's heart... He subconsciously clenched his fists, suppressed the heat in his eyes, and said, "It's true."

The young man let out a long sigh and said with a smile: "Then I feel relieved..."

Chen Qingyuan felt that the atmosphere around him was not right. After lying down for a while, he regained some strength and struggled to sit up. Only then did he realize that these people were semi-transparent: "You..."

A middle-aged man lying in the snow nearby smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Our battle is over and we are tired."

This way of going...

Chen Qingyuan lifted his legs and sat cross-legged, holding the Three Pure Ones hand seals on his knees, his palms facing the sky, recalling the Taoist scriptures, and began to recite the "Duren Sutra", also known as the "Yuanshi Wuliang Duren Shangpin Miao Sutra": "Yuanshi Wuliang Duren Shangpin Miao Sutra says: In the beginning of the blue sky, the blue sky sang, and the great floating land. I was saved by Yuanshi, the infinite upper grade, Yuanshi Tianzun, and I will say this sutra..."

Nosebleed is flowing from the nose.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless as a clock.

It was clearly just one person reciting the sutra, but it seemed as if countless people were following along.

A breeze blew up from the snow, brushing everyone's face.

The middle-aged man seemed to have sensed something and said, "We are the cavalry company of the fifth company of the third battalion of the second brigade, second regiment, and third division under the command of Wang Renzhai, commander of the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army!"

"Back then, the large group fought the Japanese invaders in Changbai Mountain for more than 20 days. In order to buy time, our cavalry company stayed behind to continue the fight... Could you please write the names of these people on a sign and put it here... as a memorial..."

Chen Qingyuan nodded slightly.

The middle-aged man was a battalion commander. He began to read out each person's name word by word, and slowed down for fear that Chen Qingyuan would not remember.

"Erwa, Chen Shan, Baoqing, Zhang Chuan, Yan Wenxuan, Liu Datian, Wu Pingan..."

The effect of the Sutra of Saving People was very obvious. The breeze at the scene was getting stronger and stronger, and the corners of their clothes were rustling.

The third battalion commander finished reading the name...

Chen Qingyuan also finished reciting the sutra.

Their figures disappeared from the snow one after another, until finally it was the turn of the third battalion commander.

Chen Qingyuan came back to his senses: "Excuse me, what's your name?"

The third battalion commander's half body disappeared into the wind. He smiled and said, "I promised to take them back. If I didn't do it, forget about the name..."

A clear voice rang out: "His name is Zhang Wenlong!"

The third battalion commander looked at the place where the young man had disappeared in astonishment, tears welling up in his eyes, and scolded with a smile: "Baoqing, you are the only one who talks too much..."

The breeze dissipated.

The snow fell into silence, with nothing but the scorched fan-shaped marks on the ground...

Zhang Heng and several others slowly regained control of their bodies. They were shot by the Japanese and lay motionless in the snow, but they saw what happened from beginning to end.

At this time, the five people had already clenched their fists and burst into tears. Zhang Heng saw Chen Qingyuan meditating with blood all over his face, and hurriedly took out mineral water and rubbed a disposable towel, carefully helping him wipe the blood off his face: "Brother Chen..."

Chen Qingyuan came back to his senses and said, "Get me a piece of wood and give me a dagger."

Zhao Long hurriedly went to find a piece of thick tree bark and said, "Let's use this instead."

Chen Qingyuan used a dagger to carve the names of each person he had just written down, placed them on the snow, took a photo with his mobile phone and said, "After we get down the mountain, make a stone tablet with their names engraved on it and place it here. I will give you two hundred thousand..."

Zhang Heng patted Chen Qingyuan on the shoulder, and realized that he had hit him too hard, so he quickly held him and said, "Brother Chen, what are you talking about? We brothers don't have any money yet? For things like this, at least let us contribute a little, don't just take the limelight by yourself!"

Set up camp.

Silent all night.

Chen Qingyuan was very sleepy and when he woke up it was already noon the next day.

Seeing that he had woken up, Zhang Heng shook the phone in his hand and said, "Brother Chen, I have sent the list to a craftsman who is very good at stone carving. He will use the best stone to carve the names of the ancestors!"

Chen Qingyuan hummed.

The same will as his runs through the blood of these people...

Zhang Heng brought a bowl of hot soup and said, "Chen, be careful, it's hot. Take some ginseng soup to nourish yourself. We almost died of blood from all seven orifices last night... With your body in this condition, should we go down the mountain and rest?"

Chen Qingyuan stretched his muscles and felt a little weak.

He thought of the samurai sword that Ishida Mitsunari threw before turning into his heart, and thought to himself that time waits for no one, so he said, "Let's continue on our way. Regardless of whether we can successfully pull out the nails, we must at least see where they are."

Everyone respected Chen Qingyuan's ideas.

Continue up the mountain.

When the sun was about to set, we finally reached the edge of Tianchi Lake.

After climbing up a small hill, the huge Tianchi Lake came into view. Chen Qingyuan’s first thought was that this Tianchi Lake... is really round!
He unfolded the map. There was a circle of red at the location of Tianchi, and there was also red at the center of Tianchi. This location alone occupied nine nails...

Zhang Heng rolled up his sleeves, and when the cold wind blew, he pulled them back and said, "Brother Chen, let's talk about the position. The brothers are ready!"

Chen Qingyuan slowly walked down the mountain and glanced at Zhang Bin, who took out an assembled metal detector from his backpack. This was an enhanced version of the detector that could detect several meters underground.

The nails don't have to be metal, but there has to be a way.

The area around Tianchi is a bit damp, and there are rocks all over the ground. There are also notices at the foot of the mountain, so basically no one camps here.

Zhang Bin's detector soon made a beeping sound, indicating the presence of iron metal reaction underground.

Everyone immediately took out the parts from their backpacks and started to assemble them. They used shovels and pickaxes to remove the rocks on the ground, dig out the soil and continue to dig deeper...

After half an hour.

I hit something hard at the bottom of a one-meter-deep pit. I continued digging and cleared the dirt, revealing a rusty, 20-centimeter-long metal round head...

Zhang Heng widened his eyes and cursed, "It's true!"

They began digging frantically.

After a section of the metal object was exposed, they put the hemp rope on it, pushed a large stone to cushion it, and then used a crowbar to push it down...

The metal was pulled out bit by bit.

As the hemp rope was manually pulled down, it took more than an hour to finally pull this thing out of the ground. It really was an iron nail!
This is a two-meter-five-meter-long nail, covered in rust and severely corroded. During the pulling process, the outer shell broke into several layers.

Nail out.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but a strong wind blew around Tianchi and then dissipated.

(End of this chapter)