My name is Luo Jianjun, and the day I was born happened to be the first day of August in the lunar calendar, when I was resisting US aggression and aiding Korea. Niu Laoba, who danced the god next door, said that my name was good, as the so-called "army was built at this time, and the blood-stained battle flag Dan was like a tide, like a wave roll, sweeping wolf smoke, and the command was given, and the beacon fire was like wolf smoke." Since the founding of the army, ghosts and gods are not afraid. Later, my grandfather also invited a feng shui gentleman nicknamed Yin Yang Eye to tell my fortune and measure words, the fortune teller looked at me for a long time, and divination, and divination, and digrams, tinkering for a long time, and finally wrote 16 words on a piece of paper; Then he burned the paper. No one knew what was written on that piece of paper, but since then, my grandfather has taken a special fancy to my grandson, and often takes me to the mountains to collect medicine and explore the mountains, touch fish and catch rabbits, hunt birds and hunt chickens, and teach me to read all kinds of astronomy, geography and ancient seal books, and give me the lip points of the rivers and lakes. Later, my grandfather fell ill and died, and before he died, he left me a broken book, called Linglan Celestial Astrology. This book records the relationship between the direction of various mountains and rivers and the trajectory of the stars, and is equipped with a lot of illustrations, and records a lot of stories, formulas and experiences related to the observation of mountains and caves, but from the change of fonts and the new and old pages of the book, this book is not from the hands of one person, but by many dynasties with their own words and symbols to write this book; even if I have been learning ancient seals since I was a child, I can not understand the content of this book at all because of my experience and level at that time; not long after my grandfather died, I was sent to the countryside as an educated youth to receive re-education from the poor and middle peasants, and I did not have the heart to pay attention to the content of this broken book。 But because it was something my grandfather left me, I took the book with me as a thought.

The place where I was sent was a labor reform farm in a remote mountainous area, and there were more than 20 educated youths on the farm, all from ****. A few veterans on the farm took the helpers to help raise pigs and grow vegetables, although it was hard and life was leisurely, but after a long time, it was also boring. Fortunately, the farm is not far from Shantunzi, and when everyone is usually fine, they go to the tunzi to walk around, visit the door, and chatter with the people in the tunzi, and fight with the people; the people in the tunzi also take good care of us educated youths, and often bring some home-made steamed buns and cakes to us educated youths to taste. I always thought that my educated youth life would be so tepid that time would slowly wear off in the farm and tunzi, until the appearance of the stinky foot poplar.

Stinky Foot Yang is a young intellectual, from Beijing, who arrived a month later than me. Unlike other educated youth, Stinky Feet Yang was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a fat head and big ears, a movement of his legs, a gust of dust and wind, and a shake of his arms, he can show his full body of tendon meat. The reason why Stinky Foot Yang is called Stinky Foot Yang is because his feet are naturally extremely smelly, this stink is not like the fried stinky tofu sold by Liu Laoliu under the overpass, not as good as the tofu made by Xu Jiuniang in the soy sauce shop, nor like the dung bucket flat shoulder that picks up the big dung king and big cow by the Xifeng Bridge, and is not as good as the old zombie who sleeps in the coffin shop for a long life. The feet of the stinky foot poplar are indescribably smelly, sometimes the north wind can blow for several miles, and the dogs in the tunzi have to bark when they smell the smell; in the summer of the farm, the mosquitoes are infested, and it doesn't matter if you light the mosquito coil wormwood, but no mosquito dares to provoke the stinky foot poplar. Once the people in the tunzi and the surrounding Bai brothers because of some small things had a dispute, the two sides of the language barrier, the more the communication contradictions, the bigger the contradiction, it happened that the stinky foot Yang was also there, he saw that there was a contradiction between the two sides, so he didn't say a word, directly took off his shoes, the toes were so one, the big slap was so slight, and the people in the tunzi and the Bai brothers were smoked away, and the stinky foot Yang was also named.

Stinky foot Yang and my class of educated youth live together in the farm's educated youth dormitory, although the accommodation conditions are simple, but it is still clean; but since the stinky foot Yang came, our dormitory has not been peaceful, Leng is stinky foot Yang even used a foot cloth, still can not cover up his foot odor, the workers have a great opinion on this; according to the barefoot doctor in Tunzili, his foot odor belongs to the so-called wet weight in traditional Chinese medicine, and needs to eat more dehumidifying things. Xu Xiaoman, who is also a educated youth, said that when he went to the cemetery in Tunzi Dongtou a few months ago to help weed, he saw Ma Lantou growing there, and that thing can be dehumidified after eating. As soon as Yang heard that there was a Ma Lantou to eat, he was immediately interested, the non-staple food on the farm was very simple, and he had already faded out of the mouths of a group of educated youths, so he was so noisy that he wanted to go and Xu Xiaoman to get some vegetables to add. But it was the busy farming season, so I didn't have a chance in the morning, so I had to go in the evening. It also happened to be the day I was in charge of patrolling and keeping vigil, holding a flashlight that was rare at the time. Stinky Foot Yang didn't know where to get half a pack of Marlboro to come to me, and wanted to discuss going to the cemetery with Xiaoman to dig Ma Lan's head in the evening. When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that Ma Lantou this plant can clear away heat and fire, pour some sesame oil and sweet and sour and eat it with rice, especially Ma Lantou by the grave because of the moisturization of the carrion of the bones and flesh, it grows more watery, and it is more refreshing to eat in the mouth; I never smoke, so I asked Stinky Foot Yang to give Marlboro to the Niu Master who specializes in the warehouse, and asked him to help me watch it all night, at that time there was no entertainment in the tunzi, the only thing was probably to smoke tobacco, and rare goods like Marlboro could definitely buy Niu Lao; so I reached a consensus with Stinky Foot Yang, and went to dig Ma Lantou with Xu Xiaoman at night。

At night, while everyone was asleep, I quietly woke up the stinky foot Yang, slipped out of the dormitory in the dark, and met Xu Xiaoman in the warehouse. Mr. Niu took a Marlboro in his mouth, squinted at the mosquitoes and bedbugs flying around the incandescent lamps on the warehouse lamp, and hummed a little song slowly with a bottle of home-brewed rice wine. After speaking, he took a deep puff of the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled a large smoke ring, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he had become a commander of a certain military region at this moment, very pleasantly, and waved his hand at us by the way, signaling us to hurry up and not disturb him to enjoy smoking. As soon as the stinky old man Yang saw that the old man Niu was a big smoker, he took an old foot out of the shoe with bad intentions and shook it in the direction of the old man. I hurriedly pulled the stinky foot Yang and the disgusting Xu Xiaoman to the east of Tunzi.

The cemetery in the east of Tunzi has a history of more than 100 years, before the formation of Tunzi, and there are tombstones and graves of different sizes and dynasties. It's overgrown with weeds, and no one comes to take care of it all year round, so the layout is very messy. Our farm was not far from the cemetery, and it was not a few miles away. That night, there was no wind in the night, I couldn't see my fingers, only the fireflies that kept flying brought a little light, although I took a flashlight, walked in front of the road, but in the middle of the night walking in this cemetery always felt more crazy, Xu Xiaoman while reciting the chief's quotations, while holding the stinky feet Yang and my clothes in the middle with his head down and following unhurriedly, stinky feet Yang dangled two arms, holding two empty buckets in his hands, walking leisurely behind us, and humming the song of the four seasons in his mouth, "The big girl embroidered mandarin ducks under the window, and suddenly there was a ruthless stick。。。。。 Flesh and blood build the Great Wall. "The cemetery is very large, full of weeds, it is not easy to find Ma Lantou at night, fortunately Xu Xiaoman has seen the grave bag where Ma Lantou is before, we searched for a while and found the grave, and after a while, we picked a small half bucket.

Xu Xiaoman picked it and suddenly said: "Hey, how is this land so soft?" I heard this headless sentence and felt very strange, so I took a flashlight and shone it there, only to see that the piece of land that Xu Xiaoman touched seemed to be exactly the same as other places, but after a closer look, I found that the edge of the soil of that piece of land was slightly red, and there seemed to be traces of being loosened. I propped up my hand slightly on the ground, sniffed it with my nose, confirmed the discovery, and told the two of them about it.

When Stinky Foot Yang heard this, his eyes lit up: "Hey, Lao Luo, this must be someone who put something unsightly underground, maybe it's a secret radio station? If this is reported to the authorities, we will be credited with a third-class merit. "I think Lao Yang is not unreasonable, maybe there is really some treasure is buried under the surface of the ground we are in, from the scope and degree of softening of the surface, I infer that this piece of land should be a thief hole, with your hands to turn out the thief hole, if you can really get a treasure out, handed over to the cooperatives in the tunzi, maybe you can exchange for a dozen catties of fruit candy or a few catties of bacon sausages. So, he immediately discussed with Stinky Foot Yang and Xu Xiaoman about opening the thief hole. Xu Xiaoman was a little girl's house, and when she came to the cemetery in the middle of the night, she wanted to pick some Ma Lantou and go back to make stir-fried vegetables to eat, but she didn't know what a cave robbery was, let alone open a cave to go down to the tomb to get treasure, so she closed her eyes in fright and shook her head. Stinky Foot Yang saw that Xu Xiaoman didn't dare, so he said: " Dear Comrade Xu Xiaoman, as a member of the great and glorious proletariat, we uphold the revolutionary will, we have revolutionary blood in our bodies, we are not afraid of sacrifice, we are not afraid of fear, for the happiness and well-being of the broad masses of the people, we must uphold the revolutionary conviction, we must work side by side, hand in hand, for the happiness of the people of the world, and carry out the proletarian revolution to the endAlthough the stinky feet of Yang are smelly, but the mouth is very fragrant, Xu Xiaoman's blood boiled when he said it, and he also agreed to dig a thief hole with us to get treasure in exchange for fruit candy.