The cold wind howled in the valley, and the frost-covered branches swayed slightly in the wind, casting ghost-like shadows in the cold sunlight, showing their teeth and claws on the white snow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The old Taoist priest dragged my grandfather He Deming to run to the grotto under the cliff with difficulty, which was only a few tens of meters away, and with the obstruction of snow, it can be said that it was difficult, it seemed that he was running, but in fact the speed was not much faster than walking.

One big and one small two black bears stood up, hugged each other and bit each other, bursts of roars made people listen to their legs weak, they didn't notice the departure of the two at first, but after a while, the two bears stopped one after another, each took a step back, maybe it was to see their departing backs, or maybe they heard the "crunch" sound of their feet stepping on the snow, and they actually locked on the two again, and chased them frantically.

The sudden silence made He Deming look back, it didn't matter, he was almost scared, the old Taoist priest knew that something was wrong, and he pulled his arm and shouted: "Hurry up!" ”

Fortunately, at this time, it is very close to the grotto, no matter how fast the black bear is, it is still a distance, the old road quickly looked at the size of the grotto, and then did not hesitate to drill into it sideways, fortunately, although the grotto mouth is narrow, but the thin man can still drill in, the old road is usually coarse tea and light rice, pay attention to the way of self-cultivation, naturally very thin, He Deming recovered from a serious illness, and is even more thin and monkey-like, and even the body does not have to be sideways, so straight into it.

"Whew!" The two bears followed them on their hind feet, stretched out their thick paws and scratched in the hole, but unfortunately the grotto was relatively deep, and they could not touch the corners of their clothes at all, and immediately roared angrily.

He Deming glanced back, and said with palpitations: "Thank God for blessing, if this cave is bigger or smaller, we will definitely die." ”

Lao Dao nodded approvingly and said, "This is fate, which means that our fate should not be extinct." ”

"What now, let's go out when they're gone?"

"The black blind man has a good memory and is very patient, and sometimes he can crouch under a tree and wait for days to guard a prey that climbs up a tree! It's not enough to compare endurance with them, and now we'll have to go inside. Lao Dao said in a deep voice.

He Deming was immediately anxious when he heard this, "Then what should my wife and son do?" ”

"If you don't go inside, do you have a better way?" Lao Dao didn't care about his precious apprentice in his heart, and said angrily: "If this cave is an earthquake crack, maybe there is another way out, otherwise we can only wait for death here." ”

He Deming was silent, and he struggled for a while before gritting his teeth and saying, "Listen to you, let's go." ”

He Deming was originally a private school teacher, which was a very good career in those days, and he was introduced to marry a beautiful wife, and everything was very good, but in June 1945, this originally happy little family was destroyed by the Japanese army.

On that day, he was teaching as usual, but suddenly a young man from a fellow villager broke in, saying that his wife was intercepted by the Japanese army on the way back to her parents' home to visit relatives, and jumped into the cliff in order to protect her innocence. This sentence is tantamount to a thunderbolt in the clear sky, where can He Deming accept this cruel reality, first screamed sadly, and then fainted to the ground. You must know that his wife Yu Lili has been four months pregnant, which is one corpse and two lives.

After two months in a muddle, it was publicized that the Japanese army had surrendered, which made He Deming feel even more pathetic, thinking that God was deliberately playing tricks on himself, so from then on, he borrowed wine all day to kill his sorrows, and shrank at home all day long.

Finally pulled back from the brink of death by Lao Dao, Lao Dao's apprentice Wang Ling took care of him for a long time, and the pain in his heart was diluted by a new relationship, and later after the two had children, he cherished the hard-won happiness even more, but this happiness did not take long, and now he has fallen into a desperate situation, such a fate he can't accept at all. If he can exchange his life for the safety of his wife and children, he will never spare his life.

The two of them moved their feet step by step, and it was very difficult to move in such a narrow space, especially some protruding stones that scratched their arms and thighs from time to time, and it hurt fiercely.

The more they went inside, the weaker the light projected from the entrance of the cave, Lao Dao moved slowly sideways, holding the long sword in his hand and cautiously probing forward, the two walked for a while, there was no light in the cave, and the roar from the black bear was much weaker.

"Huh?" Lao Dao suddenly stopped, as if he had discovered something.

In this place where he couldn't see his five fingers, He Deming's heart was still very scared, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"There seems to be a fork in the road." Lao Dao said as he took a few steps forward, touched the stone wall with his hand and said, "Hey, the hole has become bigger, we can go side by side."

He Deming also found that the two sides were no longer as crowded as just now, so he walked to the front in the dark and tested the direction of the fork with his hand.

"Well, it seems like a fork in the road...... Not...... The left one seems to be a little more spacious...... Hey? He Deming seemed to have discovered something, and he didn't speak for a long time.

A strand of silky hair fell on his arm, and when he touched it with his hand, there was a little cold feeling, and the more he touched it, the more he felt that it was a woman's long hair!

He felt his hairs rise and shook them off in horror as he cried out in horror: "Mom, what the hell! ”

Lao Dao said angrily: "This thing is the beard of Bendao!" What a fuss! ”

He Deming relieved his mind at this time, but when he remembered the weird feeling just now, he couldn't help but tremble.

The two rested for a while, and Lao Dao pulled He Deming's arm and said, "Try your luck, the left side is more spacious, go to the left." ”

He Deming didn't have any idea in his heart, what Lao Dao said was what he said, and hurriedly took his clothes and walked forward.

"Dangchang." The sound of the sword striking the rock suddenly changed, and it was clearly the sound of the sword hitting the metal.

"Huh?" Lao Dao stopped, touched it with his hand, and suddenly said with joy: "Hey, there is actually a torch!" ”

As he spoke, he groped around for a while, took out a small bamboo tube, shook out the fire fold contained in it and blew it hard, and suddenly a small flame rushed up, but it was too dark in the cave, and he felt that the light emitted by the fire seemed to be swallowed by the darkness, which made people have an indescribable weird feeling.

This torch is made of metal rods, and there is a very thick solid tung oil on the top of the combustible, and the old way ignites the torch, and the dark hole is suddenly much brighter, and the two people who have been in the dark for a long time can't open their eyes for a while.

After resetting the fire, Lao Dao's brows suddenly furrowed, and an ominous premonition lingered in his heart.

The hole here is not as narrow or uneven as it was just now, but the stone wall here is very flat and feels like it was artificially built.

If this is a mausoleum built in the mountains, it must have been treated by a certain king in ancient times, but this torch has a shiny appearance and is extremely smooth, and if it is an ancient tomb, after so many years, it is impossible not to have a trace of rust. So...... What exactly is this place?

"Master, what's wrong?" He Deming saw Lao Dao's sad face and asked with some doubts.

"Oh, it's nothing, let's go." Lao Dao shook his head, feeling that it was useless to tell him, so he simply swallowed these doubts into his stomach and walked forward according to the road.

With the torches, the speed of the two of them increased a lot, and suddenly, a turn appeared at the end of the stone cave, and the two turned the corner, and were instantly stunned by the scene in front of them!

It was a 100-square-meter circular stone chamber, and there was a long stone platform in the middle of the stone chamber, and the stone platform was covered with a thick layer of yellow sand, and there were many wooden sticks inserted into the yellow sand.

And in one corner of this stone cave, a long wooden box was neatly placed, and He Deming asked in a daze: "Could this be a treasure cave for bandits?" That...... That box is full of gold and silver jewelry? ”

Lao Dao shook his head: "No." ”

"Then this is the Underground Imperial Tomb?"

"Not either!"

"And what do you say?" He Deming really couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Operational Command!" Lao Dao replied slowly, his eyes always fixed on the stone platform in the middle of the stone room.

"Zuo...... Operational Command? He Deming opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

"Yes." Lao Dao nodded, walked to the edge of the stone platform with a torch, and after a careful look, he exclaimed: "You see, the terrain of this sand table is vivid, these sticks should represent the army, looking at this layout, it should be deducing an ambush war." All the terrain and arteries are guarded by ambushes, and there will be an ambush at intervals, and it seems that they are ready to divide the other party into several parts, so that they cannot take care of the front and back, and intercept and kill in sections, wonderful, wonderful. ”

He Deming couldn't see where this sand table was vivid, so he didn't ask much, pointed to a crossroads in front and said: "Why is there only three routes of soldiers ambushed on this crossroads, and there is still a road left, wouldn't it let the vanguard escape?" ”

"That's where the layout comes in." Lao Dao said with a smile: "There will definitely be scouts at the front, and then there should be the cavalry unit dominated by the leader." If you intercept here, you will definitely be alerted, and then fight to break through, so that your side will suffer a lot of casualties. But if they let go of a road, and when they realize that the back is cut off, and there is a way out of the way, will they still fight? ”

He Deming was a complete layman, listening to him continue like a good student.

"You see, there is a heavy force waiting there at the front, as soon as they escape, they will definitely lose their morale, and finally collect the net, come to catch turtles in an urn, hehe......" Lao Dao said with a smile, "This layout must be a big man, at least the attainment of the art of war is very high, these eight golden lock arrays only put out the Du Gate and the Death Gate, it is enough to send the opponent into the Ghost Gate!" ”

He Deming used to be a private school teacher, and he was also well-read, listening to him say this, he suddenly opened his mouth, and when he wanted to echo a few words, Lao Dao's face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Who! At the same time, he threw a long sword with his backhand.

He Deming was taken aback, turned his head to look, and saw a figure with long hair fluttering in the direction where the two came, and disappeared in an instant. The long sword was inserted into the stone wall with a bang, and it was not even more than two inches, which shows the great strength.

The tail end of the long sword shook at a high frequency, making a "buzzing" sound, and there seemed to be green liquid dripping from the sword.