Hu Xiaotian nodded and looked into the distance. The rolling hills did indeed resemble a camel's back, but with the winter snow still unmelted, the slopes had all been painted white. White Camel Mountain would have been a more fitting name now. Still, the place's name sounded familiar. For the moment, he could not remember where he had heard it.
"Ghost Physician Fu Wan is buried here," Zong Tang said.
At the mention of Ghost Physician Fu Wan, Hu Xiaotian immediately remembered. Liu Changsheng had told him that Ghost Physician Fu Wan had been buried on Black Camel Mountain after his death. But that Black Camel Mountain was outside Yan Province's city walls. He had not expected it to be so close to the Yong Capital.
Zong Tang continued riding ahead. Black Camel Mountain's slopes were not particularly steep. They reached an abandoned Medicine God Temple halfway up the mountain, tethered their two horses inside the main hall, and found fodder in the kitchen.
Looks like we won't be getting back to the Yong Capital tonight, Hu Xiaotian thought.
Zong Tang led him into the Medicine God Hall. Beneath the statue of the attendant beside the Medicine God was a small hole. Zong Tang took a strangely shaped key from his waist, inserted it into the hole, and turned it left and right. Before long, creaks and groans sounded beside them. The floor trembled as the entire statue of the Medicine God slid aside, revealing a pitch-black opening.
Hu Xiaotian blinked. He had never expected to find such a mechanism in these wild, remote mountains.
Zong Tang lit a torch and said to Hu Xiaotian, "Let's go down first. We can talk there!"
Hu Xiaotian glanced outside. "No one will come here, will they?"
Zong Tang shook his head. "It's