The scenery of this road is excellent, and it is much stronger than those artificially repaired stone bridge streets. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Under the rhythmic bumps of the tractor, Jiang Bai staggered and only felt that he squinted a little for a while, and only after taking a face to face with Zhou Gong was woken up.

It was a little girl of about ten years old, with an embroidered cloth on her head, and colorful threads hanging down from all sides of the cloth, like a dream plucked from a rainbow.

Why does everything here feel so natural and tranquil, it is so in line with my impeccable appearance?

"Uncle!" The girl didn't recognize him, and called him with a grin, "Uncle Long Hair!" ”

Jiang Bai frowned: "Call brother!" Handsome brother! ”

The girl's eyes are as clear as a lake, and the two dimples are round and very cute. Speaking of dimples, what about Liang Zhen and them?

Soon, after hearing the sound of the tractor coming, three or five young men came to the village and helped Jiang Bai carry his luggage into the village. They chatted in the local dialect all the way, their eyes sometimes widening, sometimes exclamations, as if they were talking about something very important. But Jiang Bai couldn't understand or understand, he felt that he seemed to be a character at the moment, at least everyone valued him.

The scale of this village is not large, and you can see the edges as far as the eye can see, there are wooden dry stilt houses, and many of them are made of stones, and it is rare to see the brick houses of the city. The road is full of potholes, but fortunately, it hasn't rained a few times recently, and the walk is quite smooth.

After walking around for a while, the young man in front suddenly stopped, and Jiang Bai almost hit it without paying attention, it turned out that the other end was asking for directions.

The old man sitting on the threshold smoking a large cigarette was like a sculpture, holding a cigarette holder in his hand and not moving, and the blue and blue smoke drifted away. For a moment, Jiang Bai almost thought that this master had "gone up".

After listening to the young man's question, the uncle slowly opened his eyes, pouted his chapped lips and took a hard sip: "Buri! ”

After another bend, a relatively large house appeared in front of me, with a wooden dry fence on the top and a stone foundation below, showing the traces of years of restoration. Jiang Bai walked in without thinking about it, and the young men put their luggage on the second floor and pointed to it.

Putting down his luggage, Jiang Bai raised his eyes and looked at the second floor, where several figures were floating on it, speaking in a small local dialect. Stepping on the wooden staircase, the creaking interrupted the conversation above.

There were three people in the room. On the bed, there was a man in a blue and black cloth shirt, who knew it was Luo Cheng by looking at his figure, but he seemed to be still sleeping. Facing him in the corner was an old man with a heroic knot, an old man with a long face, and a pair of shining eyes were looking at this end, Jiang Bai immediately felt that this old guy was not good at talking, and deliberately avoided the other party's gaze. The Yi woman on the edge of the bed with her back to herself was dressed very brightly, and the ornaments on her head were complicated, and she felt that her head was heavy when she looked at it.

What about Liang Zhen?

"Jiang Bai!" The woman suddenly turned around and shouted.

With the gurgling sound of the silver ornaments on her head, the woman wearing the traditional costume of the Yi nationality turned out to be Liang Zhen. A lot of red plus jumping yellow, orange and green, a lot of vulgar colors mixed with Liang Zhen's body, it is not tacky at all, but Liang Zhen's slightly pale complexion is called a lot of red, there is a kind of pure and refined beauty.

"So you're here!"

Liang Zhen found a chair for Jiang Bai to sit down, the old man had no intention of leaving, and his eyes were always on Luo Cheng on the bed.

"Uncle Wu, is there any news from the person who went to find Xu Thrush?"

Uncle Wu shook his head: "Don't worry, as long as you take that thing with you, you won't be too far away." I'll let you know when there's news. ”

"That thing? Uncle Wu, do you know what that is? ”

Uncle Wu withdrew his eyes from Luo Cheng, lowered his eyes, and his demeanor returned to the appearance of an ordinary old man.

"I know, how can I not know. If it weren't for that, things wouldn't be the way they are. ”

"Let's talk about Master Yuan, he is my master, and when he was young, he was already very famous."

At that time in the late Qing Dynasty, the village was much larger than it is now, and the number of people was several times that of today. Master Yuan is not a Yi person, when he was young, he followed the people of the same country to Yunnan to sell tea, this is the south of Caiyun, he did not leave, married a Yi girl, entered the village, and inherited the traditional black copper and silver craftsmanship here.

Legend has it that the bronze objects he made were all spiritual. Serve wine in his copper wine jug, and the wine is particularly fragrant; When he washes his face in a copper basin, his skin gets better and better. Anyway, the more it spreads, the more it spreads, and it has become the number one person who is quite famous in ten miles and eight towns.

Fame can bring wealth and prestige, but it can also bring unexpected things, but this thing is not necessarily good.

Soon after, a group of strange people came to the stockade and bought a few plots of land around the stockade and built a lot of brick houses. At that time, people like us in the col had never seen a brick house, curious, but we didn't dare to approach, we only felt that the house was strange, how flat and stable squares, stunned that there was no window. ”

In the last years of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, it was impossible for the house to be without windows. Liang Zhen kept sketching the scene at that time in his mind, and the shadow-like strange strangers kept floating in front of him.

In this way, the stranger lived for many years at that time, day and night, and his whereabouts in the mountains and forests were uncertain. At night, there would be a lot of strange noises coming from the closed house, but nothing unusual would be seen.

Some people say that they were nobles from the Qing Dynasty and came to take refuge. Some people also say that they are not people, they are demons, they are ghosts, and they are demons sent by the gods to monitor the Yi people, and they are about to bring great disaster.

Until one day, one of the gang found Master Yuan and asked him to make something according to the drawings, and also handed him a cut bronze mirror. After many years, I learned that what the gang entrusted Master Yuan to make was a small coffin. ”

The copper coffin is covered with a coffin on the outside, and the coffin is wrapped with a copper mirror, and the outside is made with a pre-stated pattern with a silver process. After it was done, he was asked to personally send it to the closed house at night, and the money and goods were cleared, and it must be a box of gold bars.

greedy for the good of this gold, Master Yuan did it and gave it away. It's just that I was in a closed house that night and almost lost my life.

"What the hell is it like, I haven't seen it, and I can't think of it, you say, what can you do by stringing a human body with a demon's body?"