That was when my mother's grandmother was young. That year, the devils conquered several defense lines of the national army, and implemented the inhumane "three lights" policy, and tens of thousands of compatriots died at the hands of these ferocious robbers.

At that time, a small detachment of devils passed through Gujing Village along the way, and the villagers had nowhere to avoid it, so they had to take their wives and children to hide in the Daqing Mountains behind the village.

Daqing Mountain is high and densely forested, just right to live in. The little devil refused to give up, and chased after the villagers with their butts. At that time, the people of the whole village were frightened, this is called the heaven should not be, the earth is not spiritual, some old people knelt on the Daqing Mountain and screamed sadly, praying that God would bless the children in the village to have a way to live, and the villagers all cried when they heard it.

Strange to say, just when the villagers were desperate, the mountain suddenly became foggy. The entire Daqing Mountains were wrapped in a thick mist, and there was no one on the other side. The villagers were stunned by this sudden scene, and suddenly fell silent and quiet, only to hear the mountain wind blowing by, and the tree trunks whining. Everyone didn't dare to move, and even the youngest baby in the village was covered with his mouth by the adults for fear of crying.

Time passed slowly in everyone's fear and anxiety, and when the morning dawned, the fog gradually dissipated, and the warm sunlight shone in, and the villagers who had stayed on the mountain for a whole night dared to move and were numb.

I don't know how far the little devil is from him. The gunshots and the barking of the wolfdogs were faintly heard before the fog cleared last night, but now they can't be heard.

The birds in the forest sang joyful songs in the morning light, and the naughty little squirrels jumped around on the pine branches, which was a peaceful and peaceful scene.

The villagers listened carefully to the movements around them, and the experienced old man sent a clever young man to reconnoiter the surrounding situation, but the result was that there was no trace of the devil, and everyone stayed in the mountains for another day, eating wild fruits when they were hungry, and drinking mountain spring water when they were thirsty.

The next day, the people who were sent out to check on the situation still found no trace of the devil, and the villagers were hungry, especially the old people and young children, all of whom looked pale and weakened. After a few clansmen who had always been quite prestigious among the villagers got together and discussed for a while, they decided to go down the mountain, and if they waited, there might be casualties. So the villagers carried the old man and the young child on their backs, and quietly touched the mountain.

There has been no change in the village except for the destroyed objects, except for the loss of a large number of daily necessities and valuable utensils. In this way, everyone lived in fear in the village for a few days, and was ready to withdraw to Daqing Mountain at any time.

Unbeknownst to him, such a news soon came from the village across the mountain. There was a villager who was collecting firewood on the mountain, and when he passed through a valley, he saw a faint person lying in it, and driven by curiosity, he went along the cliff to check it. As a result, he fled in fright, and he didn't even want the firewood he had just chopped.

It turned out that there were dozens of corpses of devils lying in the valley. According to the mountain man's recollection, there were no scars on these devils, and their faces seemed to still maintain the expressions they had before they died.

This incident caused a great sensation in several villages around Daqingshan at that time, and many people realized the strangeness of it. Some old people said that after living for so many years, no one had ever seen such a big fog, and no one on the mountain confirmed that there was no fog at all under the mountain except for Daqing Mountain, and many people realized that there must be something strange in it.

The old people thought that this must be because the mountain god grandfather sensed the cry of the villagers, and the practice got rid of the devils and protected the villagers, and the people at that time still believed in these things. So the villages donated money and materials one after another, and after everyone had enough money, they built a mountain temple on the mountain. Every New Year's Day, the villagers go to the temple to worship the gods, and they unanimously recognize the day of the fog as the birthday of the gods. Several villages around Daqingshan have invariably passed down the teachings, Daqingshan is kind to the villagers, and future generations are not allowed to harm every grass and tree on Daqingshan at will.

With the passage of time, the world has experienced many turmoil and turmoil, and the villagers under the mountain are also a generation of new people replacing the old, but this ancestral precept has been inherited and continued by the villagers under the Daqing Mountain. For decades, few villagers cut down trees on the mountain, and even fewer people hunted the animals, even during a decade of unrest and "low standards", the admonition passed down from their ancestors was not violated.

Daqingshan was lucky to have escaped all kinds of catastrophes. In this nearly 100 years of recuperation, more luxuriant, the whole mountain, the mountain is high and dense, the green clouds are like cover, all kinds of rare plants can be found on the mountain, it is simply a paradise of plants.

This is still a story that my mother told me about my hometown when I was a child, although it is very old, but it has been passed down from generation to generation by the villagers under the mountain, at this moment, Mo Fei walked in the mountains in the story, and naturally recalled the past events that were treasured in the depths of his memory.

As the mountain steepens, the vegetation becomes denser. In order to survive, in order to get more sunlight, many trees must keep growing and break through the green barrier all over the mountains, so many tall trees are unusually tall, like a sword out of the sheath.

As the number of people became less and less accessible, the number of small animals of all kinds gradually increased, and from time to time there were yellow-colored hares flashing through the jungle. Murphy even saw a wild sika deer, a roe deer. Probably because there were very few people in this area, these elves in the mountains didn't seem to be afraid of humans, stared at a pair of wet and innocent eyes curiously for a while, flicked their tails, and flashed into the jungle.

In the depths of the mountain, there are occasionally a few wolf howls, and in this inaccessible dense forest, it seems particularly distant and vigorous. Murphy was not afraid, since he set foot on the path, he has become more connected with nature, in the eyes of these natural spirits, Murphy is a part of the mountain, a flower, a grass, and even a towering tree that has grown in the forest for many years, this is the mystery of the way of nature. Moreover, Mo Fei's physical fitness has improved a lot in recent days, and even if he really encounters danger, the idle beast will not be his opponent. The so-called artist is bold, and Mo Fei is of course full of confidence in his heart.

After about a few hours of walking, the trees in the mountains become denser and the plants grow in a very layered way. The tall trees standing proudly upright at the highest place, they break through many blockades and obstacles, enjoy the sun and rain in the farthest sky, and the middle layer is not tall shrubs, such as hazelnuts, yellow wattles, jujubes, etc., clusters, clusters, showing their own elegance to the fullest. At the bottom are a variety of herbaceous plants. Each type of plant has its own living space, competing with each other for living space while harmonious unity, forming a complete ecological cycle system, which is also the magic of nature.

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