Zhao Wuye stroked his snow-white beard and said with a smile: "What a smart little girl." Okay, don't shake it anymore, if you shake it again, my old bones will fall apart. I'll tell you about it, and let me think about it. Zhao Wuye said and knocked the cigarette pouch pot in his hand and fell into memory.

"That was when I was a kid, and I remember I was twelve. It was a very hot summer, the little devil broke through three lines of defense in a row, the national army retreated, and we, the common people, had nowhere to run, so we had to guard the village, hoping that the little devil could let go of this remote place.

Who knows, one morning, someone in the village came back from outside and said that the devil had entered Chishui Town. Now everyone was stunned. What can I do about this, the devil has always been cruel and easy to kill, if you enter the village, how can you still live?

Everyone is like ants on a hot pot, anxious to turn around, but it is unimaginable. In the end, the village chief at that time was ruthless, there was really no way, let's go into the mountains, instead of waiting to die in the village, it is better to starve to death on the mountain and be bitten to death by wild beasts, than to fall into the hands of devils.

The people of the village gritted their teeth, helped the old and the young, took valuable things, and carried food into the mountains. Soon after entering the mountain, the devil came, and found that the whole village was empty, and there was no trace, and the little devil was angry, and chased down the footprints of the villagers.

Daqing Mountain is high and densely forested, steep and difficult to walk. Soon after entering the mountain, the men, women and children of the whole village were exhausted. But no one dared to stop, for fear of being caught up by the devil when they stopped.

It was getting dark. The villagers walked on the mountain for several hours, and it was already unbearable, coupled with the rugged mountain road, many women and babies secretly cried.

The devil is getting closer and closer, and across the hill, everyone even heard the little devil's shouting and scolding, how good is this, if you don't speed up your pace, you will be caught up by the devil. But the whole village is old, old, small, and can't go fast at all. In addition, there was no food for half a day, and everyone was so hungry that they had no body.

Seeing this situation, some people couldn't help but feel sad and wept loudly. Some elderly people knelt on the ground and wailed loudly: 'Could it be that God is going to kill the people of my Gujing Village, if there is a spirit in the mountain, please help us.' As soon as the old people took the lead, many villagers also knelt down and immediately cried.

Strange to say, just when the whole village was in pain and weeping, praying for the blessing of the mountain god, the fog suddenly rose on the mountain. This fog came very strangely, and when everyone realized it, the whole mountain was already shrouded in fog, and there was no one on the other side.

At that time, everyone was stunned and did not dare to move. The fog lasted all night. The next day, when the sun rose, the fog faded.

And the devil who could still faintly hear the scolding was nowhere to be seen at this time. The people of the village hid in the mountains for a whole day and a night, drinking mountain spring water when they were thirsty, and eating wild vegetables and dry cakes when they were hungry. The next day, there was still no news of the devil. So the village chief sent a few clever young men to inquire about the news and see if the devil was gone.

Soon the inquirer returned, saying that the village was empty, and it seemed that the devil had never returned to the village. The old man, the women and the babies stayed in the mountain for three days, and they couldn't hold on anymore, and the village chief had nothing to do. So he gritted his teeth and took the men, women, and children of the whole village down the mountain. This time it's a desperate gamble, and whether you live or die depends on everyone's creation.

After returning to the village, everyone has been worried, and for a while, the wind is loud and the grass and trees are all soldiers. However, soon half a month passed, and there was no devil appearing, so the villagers put their hearts back in their stomachs.

It didn't take long for a piece of news to come from Xiawa Village on the other side of Daqing Mountain. An old brother went to the mountains to collect firewood, but because of the rugged mountain road, he was careless and rolled down into a valley. This old brother is also a creation, but he only bruises his flesh and skin.

But when he got up from the ground and looked for a gentle slope to climb up, he was stunned. It turned out that there were corpses lying in the middle of the valley, and it seemed that there could be dozens of them. This old brother who was collecting firewood was also bold, tiptoed over, and when he saw that the dead were all little devils, looking at the body, there was no injury, but his face was frightened, as if he had seen something extremely terrible before he died.

The news spread quickly. The villagers in the village thought of the strange fog that suddenly rose that night, and the old people in the village said that it was the mountain god who saw that the villagers were pitiful, and then he appeared and saved everyone's lives.

After this incident, the villagers of several villages jointly contributed money to build a mountain temple on Daqing Mountain, and they would burn incense and worship every New Year's Day to thank the mountain god's grandfather for saving his life. And left a testament, all the descendants of my Gujing Village shall not damage the grass and trees of Daqing Mountain at will, and shall not arbitrarily hunt birds and beasts on the mountain.

Although the times have changed, the mountain temple is gone, and the old people in the village have passed away one after another, this ancestral precept has been preserved to this day. Although the villagers live at the foot of the mountain, they rarely go up the mountain. Even in the "low standard" period of the 60s of the last century, everyone would rather go hungry than forget the legacy of their ancestors, and Daqingshan has become a forbidden place in the hearts of the villagers. ”

Zhao Wuye finished speaking. The bar clicked on the dry tobacco pouch and fell into deep thought. Dong Xing and the others did not speak for a long time. Although Mo Fei heard this story from his mother, he was still impressed after listening to Zhao Wuye's story.

In fact, the one who knows this story best is Mo Fei, because the mountain god grandfather in Zhao Wuye's mouth is now hanging around Mo Fei's neck, and no one knows the truth of the matter better than Mo Fei.

"Grandpa Zhao, did you say that it was the mountain god who helped the village through the crisis?" Shangguan Yunzhu's brows condensed into a pimple, and he asked suspiciously. Ever since I came to Gujing Village, whenever I hear someone talk about the mysterious events that have happened in the village, I always mention the gods. Even Brother Mo Fei, who was handsome and elegant in the little girl's mind, and was as brilliant as a prince, said this, and now heard it from Grandpa Zhao, who was the most respected in the village, the little girl couldn't help but be confused, is there really a god in this world? Otherwise, why did so many mysterious events happen?

"Huh." Zhao Wuye stroked his snow-white beard and said with a smile: "If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not have it." Believing that there are gods in existence, it is natural to say that every qiē is done by gods. If you don't believe in gods, you can find scientific explanations from them. The little girl is entangled in what to do, so you can just listen to this as a mythical story. Don't take it personally. There are so many weird things in this world, if we have to take everything to heart. How tiring it is to live. ”

Although Zhao Wuye is traditional and conservative, he is not old-fashioned and harsh. Knowing that such a thing is difficult for ordinary people to accept, he comforted everyone a few words. Sure enough, everyone stopped thinking about this issue, such an event was too bizarre and weird, and it was not something that everyone could understand.

"Then Grandpa Zhao, can we go into the mountain and have a look?" Shangguan Yunzhu asked cautiously. From Zhao Wuye's narration, she knew that Daqingshan had an extraordinary significance to Gujing Village and even several nearby villages. It is not only a big mountain, but also a "benefactor" who has rescued the villagers in a critical moment.

Zhao Wuye smoked a dry tobacco pouch: "In a flash, more than 80 years have passed, and the people in the village have never set foot in Daqing Mountain again." Hey, it's time to go into the mountains. Tomorrow you can go in and walk around, but be careful. After decades of closing mountains and locking forests, who knows how many beasts, wolves and insects there are in the mountains. Xiao Li, I want a few more good guys to follow, and I am looking for an experienced villager to be a guide, so as not to let the children be in danger. ”

"Okay, don't worry, I'll arrange this matter." Seeing that Zhao Wuye did not object, Village Chief Li certainly had no opinion on himself. After all, the ancestors' legacy is not allowed to destroy the mountains and forests, but it does not say that they are not allowed to enter the mountains. It's just that because of what happened, the villagers had an instinctive fear of the mountain, so they no longer went up the mountain, and at the same time forbade their children and grandchildren to go up the mountain, also worried that there would be three long and two short.

In addition, Village Chief Li also has the idea of exploring Daqing Mountain, as the saying goes, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain and relying on the water to draft the water, Gujing Village is backed by the mountain, but no one has entered this mountain forest for decades, which must be said by no one to believe.

At that moment, Village Chief Li began to ponder the candidate. Who should accompany these city boys?