Chapter 13

CHAPTER 13 Somehow, on a bumpy morning car ride after an egg breakfast, Dan did not like thinking of the name Pukhansan. But that's where they were headed at the crack of dawn. As they neared the city of Seoul, a three-peaked mountain loomed before them. "The three horns— I should have realized it from the beginning," Alistair said. "It is Samgaksan, the three peaks. The confusion is that it is now known by the name Pukhansan." "Glurp…" Dan said, closing his eyes and sinking back into the seat and the oversize hooded Harvard sweatshirt Alistair had lent him. Amy stared through the car window. The day was gray and gloomy, and the mountain looked nearly vertical. They had packed lunches in her

第13章吃完鸡蛋早餐后，在颠簸的早晨汽车上，丹不喜欢想起普坎山这个名字。 但那就是他们在黎明时分要去的地方。 当他们接近首尔市时，一座三峰山隐约出现在他们面前。 “那三只角——我一开始就应该意识到的，”阿利斯泰尔说。 “这是三乐山，三座山峰。 令人困惑的是，它现在被称为普汗山。” “咕噜……”丹说，闭上眼睛，坐回座位，穿上阿利斯泰尔借给他的大号连帽哈佛运动衫。 艾米凝视着车窗外。 天气阴沉而灰暗，那座山看起来几乎是垂直的。 他们在她身上吃盒饭

backpack, but this was obviously going to be more than a day hike. "We have to climb that?" Nellie asked. "I'm wearing Vans." "Mountains have strong profiles," Natalie said, flicking a piece of dust off her pink jeweled Prada sneakers, which she had given to Harold to clean. "And so should we." "It's only about a half mile high, but I do not think we will be climbing," Alistair replied, referring to the overlay of ancient parchment and sheet. "The old drawing has a solid meandering line through it, which I take to be the famous fortress wall. It cuts through several valleys and low-lying areas." "What's this?" Dan said, pointing to a funny squiggly formation. "Uh, an M," said Nellie. "Or if you look at it the other way, a W. Or sideways, kind of S-ish…" "Maybe it's palm trees," Dan said. "Like in the movie It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World. You know? No? These guys need to find hidden money, and the only clue they have is it's under a

背包，但这显然不是一天的徒步旅行。 “我们得爬上去吗？”内莉问道。 “我穿的是Vans。”“山有强烈的轮廓，”娜塔莉说，拂去她粉红色普拉达（Prada）镶有珠宝的运动鞋上的一块灰尘，她把它交给哈罗德清洗。 “我们也应该这样。”“它只有大约半英里高，但我认为我们不会爬上去，”阿利斯泰尔回答说，他指的是古代羊皮纸和床单的覆盖层。 “这幅老画上有一条蜿蜒的线条，我认为这就是著名的堡垒墙。 它穿过几个山谷和低洼地区。” “这是什么?”丹指着一个有趣的弯弯曲曲的队形说。 “嗯，还有M，”耐莉说。或者如果你从另一个角度来看，W。 “也许是棕榈树，”丹说。 “就像电影《这是一个疯狂、疯狂、疯狂、疯狂的世界》里的那样。 你知道吗?没有?这些人需要找到藏起来的钱，而他们唯一的线索就是藏在

big W? And no one sees what it means— but then, near the end of the movie, there's this grove of four palm trees rising up in the shape of… you- know-what! Classic!" Amy, Alistair, Natalie, Ian, and Nellie all looked at him blankly. "There is no W in the Korean language," Alistair replied. "Or palm trees in Korea. It might be maple trees…" "Mrrp," said Saladin, rubbing his face against Dan's knee. "I'll tell you the rest of the plot later," Dan whispered to the Mau. Alistair's driver let them off in the parking lot of Pukhansan National Park. A crowd of tourists had gathered around a giant trail map, which Alistair carefully compared to his parchment-sheet overlay. He traced the dark snaky line with his finger, stopping at various black marks. "These, I presume, are ancient temples. Let's assume the big X is our hidden treasure—" "It's between two of the temples," Natalie said. "But which two?"

大W ?没人明白这是什么意思——但是，在电影快结束的时候，有一个四棵棕榈树的小树林，以……你知道的形状矗立起来！经典的!”艾米、阿利斯泰尔、娜塔莉、伊恩和内莉都茫然地看着他。 “韩语里没有W，”阿利斯泰尔回答。 “或者是韩国的棕榈树。也许是枫树……”“哼。”萨拉丁说着，用脸蹭着丹的膝盖。 “我稍后再告诉你剩下的情节。”丹对Mau耳语道。 阿利斯泰尔的司机让他们在普汗山国家公园的停车场下车。 一群游客聚集在一张巨大的路线地图周围，阿利斯泰尔仔细地将地图与他的羊皮纸覆盖层进行了比较。 他用手指摸着那条黑色的蛇形线，在各种黑色的痕迹处停了下来。 “我想，这些是古老的庙宇。 让我们假设这个大X是我们隐藏的宝藏——”“它在两座寺庙之间，”娜塔莉说。 “可是哪两个呢？”

Alistair shrugged heavily. "There are many of them. And much space between them. This may take several days." "Then let's go!" Dan said. "Someone has to stay here with Saladin and Mr. Chung," Nellie piped up, giving the mountain a dubious glance. "Okay, you talked me into it; I will." The rest of them took off down a well-beaten pathway. "Hideyoshi conquered most of what is now South Korea," said Alistair, "including Seoul, which was then called Hanseong. But the soldiers put up a fight, building this fortress wall to ward off the invasion." "Why would Hideyoshi bury his treasures here?" Amy asked. Alistair shrugged. "To use the wall's protection, perhaps. He assumed this would remain his territory." "Overconfidence is a curse," Ian remarked. "You would know," Dan said. As the path climbed, there were fewer and fewer hikers. Each time they passed a temple,

阿利斯泰尔沉重地耸了耸肩。 “他们有很多人。它们之间有很大的空间。 这可能需要几天的时间。” “那我们走吧！”丹说。 “必须有人留在这里，陪着萨拉丁和钟先生。”内莉尖声说，疑惑地看了一眼大山。 “好吧，你说服了我；我会的。” 其余的人沿着一条人迹罕至的小路离开了。 “丰臣秀吉征服了现在韩国的大部分地区，”阿利斯泰尔说，“包括首尔，当时叫韩城。 但士兵们奋起反抗，建造了这座堡垒，以抵御入侵。” “丰臣秀吉为什么要把财宝埋在这里？”艾米问。 Alistair耸耸肩。“也许是利用城墙的保护吧。 他以为这是他的地盘。” “过度自信是一种诅咒，”伊恩说。 “你会知道的，”丹说。 随着山路的攀升，徒步旅行的人越来越少。 每次他们经过一座寺庙，

Alistair checked the overlay, each time shaking his head. His back was coated with sweat now, and he was panting as he finally sat on a rock ledge. "Lunchtime," he announced, handing the overlay to Amy. "My dear, would you kindly keep this in your backpack?" "Lunch? We're just getting started!" Ian said, scampering up the wall, his loose Harold pants ballooning in the breeze. Natalie sat eagerly next to Alistair. "You didn't happen to bring prosciutto with buffalo mozzarella and sun-dried tomatoes on whole-grain focaccia with pesto sauce?" "Peanut butter and banana on white?" Dan offered. Alistair was intent on the surroundings. "I fear we may have missed the spot. The wall may have been repositioned over the centuries. It may not look like this anymore." As Amy zipped her pack shut, she felt something hit the top of her head— a clump of moss, which bounced off and landed at her feet.

阿利斯泰尔检查了一下覆盖层，每次都摇头。 现在他的背上满是汗水，当他终于坐在一块岩石上时，他气喘吁吁。 “午饭时间。”他宣布，把外套递给艾美。 “亲爱的，请你把这个放在背包里好吗？”“午餐? 我们才刚刚开始！”伊恩边说边爬上墙，他那宽松的哈罗德裤子在微风中鼓了起来。 娜塔莉急切地坐在阿利斯泰尔旁边。 “你不会碰巧带了意大利熏火腿配水牛马苏里拉奶酪，晒干番茄配全麦佛卡夏奶酪配香蒜沙司吧？”“花生酱和香蕉加白面包？”丹。 阿利斯泰尔专注于周围的环境。 “恐怕我们错过了那个地方。 几个世纪以来，这堵墙可能已经被重新定位了。 它可能不再是这个样子了。” 当艾米拉上背包的拉链时，她感到有什么东西撞到了她的头顶——一簇苔藓，被弹回来，落在了她的脚边。

"Hey!" Ian was laughing as he wiped the dirt off his hands. Laughing. Not to mention staring at her. His eyes were mocking, pinning her in place. As if planning some snarky Kabra comment. In front of everybody. She fought back tears, fighting the urge to run back or curl into a shell. "Throw it back," Dan hissed. "Hard!" Ian cupped his hand to his mouth. "Amy, will you accept a challenge? A race to the top of the next big rock? I'll give you a head start— or are you too slow?" "She's not slow!" Dan shouted back. "Well, actually, she is." Amy stood up. It was one thing to be humiliated by a Kabra, but not by a snot-nosed little brother. She eyed the big rock. This was insane. He was baiting her, setting her up for more embarrassment. Unless… There it was. Another path through the brush. More direct.

“嘿!”伊恩一边笑一边擦去手上的污垢。 笑了。更不用说盯着她看了。 他的眼神嘲讽地把她钉在原地。 好像在策划什么尖刻的卡布拉评论。 在大家面前。她强忍住了眼泪，忍住了想跑回去或缩成一团的冲动。 “把它扔回去，”丹嘶嘶地说。 “难!”伊恩用手捂住嘴。 “艾米，你会接受挑战吗？” 跑到下一块大石头的顶端？ 我会让你领先一步——还是你太慢了？”“她不慢！”丹喊道。 “嗯，事实上，她是。”艾米站了起来。 被卡布拉车羞辱是一回事，被一个流鼻涕的小弟弟羞辱就不是一回事了。 她注视着那块大石头。这太疯狂了。 他在引诱她，让她更难堪。 除非…它在那儿。另一条穿过灌木丛的小路。 更直接。