In the middle of the night, sitting in front of the bonfire, looking at Hua Dan who was standing vigil on the tree, the fat man was very curious, walked to the tree and asked: "Hua Dan, what danger are you talking about in Longwang Temple Mountain, you don't dare to set foot here." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The fat man waited for a long time and didn't see Hua Dan speak, and when he was about to return to the bonfire, he saw Hua Dan jump down from the tree and point to the top of the mountain that loomed in the darkness: "This is a long time ago, our ancestors handed down a sentence 'The grassland cattle and sheep are good, the harvest is good in the Tibetan year, and the dragon king temple is bowed to the temple, and good luck shines every year." The old people have taught us this sentence since childhood, which means that if we want to live a good life, we must respect the gods in the dragon king temple in the mountain, so as to bring us luck. ”

"But that's a good sign, but why hasn't anyone come?" The fat man still didn't understand what it meant.

Hua Dan looked serious, pulled the fat man to the bonfire, took out the white cow and beef, handed it to the fat man, and said, "This has to start a long time ago. It is said that a long, long time ago, the dragon came to the world and established a religious system in our Tibetan people, accepting people's offerings and blessing people's harvests. But then for many years, there was no grass on the grassland, the cattle and sheep were starved to death, and many people were starved to death, and then there was an outbreak of plague, which took the lives of countless people. ”

Hua Dan said, kowtowing to the top of the mountain reverently, and after sitting up, he said: "In order to escape the plague and famine, many people moved into the mountains with the only remaining cattle and sheep, and lived a life of half-cultivation and half-grazing, but the good times did not last long, and within a few decades, the turf in the mountains was also eaten by cattle and sheep, and people's crop production was also decreasing year by year. The people who had nothing to do had to continue to migrate to the depths of the mountain, and finally reached the foot of the Dragon King Temple. ”

"People didn't know that this mountain was a sacred mountain that blessed the wind and rain and a good harvest, but because of hunger, many people brought their cattle and sheep up the mountain to graze but never returned, and over time this mountain became a murderous mountain, but then a Tibetan warrior decided to uncover the mystery of this murderous mountain, so he and a few friends went up the mountain to reveal the secret, and sure enough, they discovered the secret of the mountain."

Secrets, secrets, what secrets the fat man thought in his heart.

"What's the secret?" The fat man couldn't help but ask.

Hua Dan shook his head and continued: "What is the secret, it is estimated that only those warriors who have long died know, when they came down from the mountain, there were only three people, and all of them were insane, crazy all day long, the people in the village had no choice but to arrange them to live on the edge of the village, for fear that they would affect the lives of others." ”

Hua Dan frowned as he spoke: "But then one day there was a thunderstorm, and the hail in the sky smashed madly in the village, and people suffered heavy losses. When they arrived at their place, they found that two of them had been killed by the hailstones, and only one was hiding in the corner of the house, foaming at the mouth and shivering. ”

Seeing Hua Dan's dry mouth, the fat man handed over the liquor in his hand, Hua Dan took it and took a big sip, and suddenly became more energetic.

The man kept talking about the Dragon King Temple on the mountain, but most of them couldn't hear what he was saying, and the only clear sentence was to bow down all the way up the mountain, praying for the Dragon King to calm his anger and rain down nectar on the world. After the warrior finished speaking, he died peacefully, and the people gathered together under the cheering up of his words, and climbed the mountain step by step, found the temple of the dragon king, and enshrined it, and after that, both in the mountains and on the grassland, the wind and rain were smooth, and the people lived happily ever after. ”

After Hua Dan finished speaking, the fat man applauded quickly: "Good, good, good, really, great, this story is really good." ”

Seeing what the fat man said as if he thought he was making up a story to deceive him, he was anxious: "Don't believe it, what I said is true, but all of it was told by the old people of the previous generation, although it is a bit mythical, but I dare to guarantee that it is true." ”

Seeing that Hua Dan was in a hurry, the fat man hurriedly explained: "Brother, don't get excited, I believe what you said is true, but I didn't hear it, why don't people dare to come here now." ”

After listening to the fat man's explanation, Hua Dan laughed, grabbed the beef and the white cow and poured them into his mouth.

"I haven't finished talking about it just now, no, we used to keep going to the top of the mountain every ten years to incense, but over the years, breaking superstition and science has developed so fast, people have gradually forgotten this tradition, until many years ago there was a scientific expedition team deep into the Longwang Temple to go to Longshou Mountain, looking for a local guide to go, but there was no news of them forever, and then people found the guide and the scientific expedition team in the valley were eaten by wild wolves and the broken corpses, and there are more and more strange things like this, Many people who went to burn incense and worship also disappeared in the mountains, and over time people stayed away from this mountain and no longer went to incense, while the grasslands and mountains were still in good weather, and no one went again, and those who went never came out again. ”

"So horrible." The fat man sighed, looked up at the darkness behind him, and couldn't help but shiver.

"I don't know why people can't get out after they go in?" The fat man said some but some said.

"It's not clear about this, anyway, those old people are all old and buried deep in the soil, and the current people are too young to know the specific reason." After Hua Dan finished speaking, he poured a sip of white wine and said grossly, not forgetting to pat the fat man's shoulder before closing his eyes.

The fat man thought thoughtfully, but found that Hua Dan was already drunk and asleep.

Moved him into the car, extinguished the bonfire, leaned against the tree and smoked a smoking, and looked up at the Dragon King Temple Mountain, as long as he crossed this mountain, there was Longshou Mountain behind him, hoping to find their traces.

Suddenly, a little light flickered on the mountain, and then quickly disappeared.

Could it be that there are people on the mountain, it must be them.

The fat man threw the cigarette butt directly to the ground, ran into the car and shook Hua Dan vigorously, planning to go up the mountain overnight, but he couldn't wake up, no way, got out of the car, looked at the top of the mountain at night, and his heart was full of unknown fear.

What the hell is this mountain like, why do so many people go and never return, and what should they do if something happens to their father.

At this time, a bright light appeared on Longshou Mountain again, and the light was much stronger than just now, like a huge spotlight in the square, rushing into the sky on the top of the mountain. (To be continued.) )