The pine trees are tall and spread all over the mountains, dense pine needles cover the sky, and the mountain road ahead is shrouded in sparse treasures.

Lao Feng followed the group to lead the way, and behind him were two uncles who were in charge of setting off firecrackers, who would fire firecrackers every once in a while, or when crossing the intersection. After that, the coffin was carried, and there were mourners.

I don't know who the funeral is? Because they walked so fast, they couldn't see the strong guy carrying the coffin behind them, only the sound of drums and faint cries, and the shouts of the big guy from time to time.

The further you walked in the direction of Qilin Slope, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the sky was chaotic, with no sunlight and no clouds.

As long as they walked a little slower, the two people behind them who were in charge of burning the cannon urged: "Hurry up!" Come on! To catch up with ......"

They didn't seem to want to turn around and see a red coffin covered with a white cloth hanging behind them, so they kept urging the people in front of them to speed up

In this way, the funeral procession walked for about half an hour, and the shadow of Qilinpo finally appeared in Lao Feng's sight.

It was a separate dirt slope surrounded by high mountains.

Lao Feng remembers that on the left hand side of Qilin Slope, that is, the mountain to the north is called "Lion Peak", which looks like a lion from a distance.

Lao Feng was very impressed by the Lion Peak, because when he was a child, he often went to the top of the mountain to pick wild fruits to eat. It is a thumb-sized wild fruit that is reddish-purple when ripe and has a thin layer of skin, and when the skin is peeled off, the pouch inside is red and can be eaten! This wild fruit grows on plants that are only waist-tall for adults, so children can easily pick them. Because it is red like a girl's face, it is called "girl", and the girl is all over the mountain on the top of the lion. Not only in Lion Ridge, but also in other places, there are many such plants growing, counting the time, now is the time for the girls to mature.

To the south of the Qilin Slope, that is, in the direction we have just come, there is a mountain range that extends diagonally to the foot of the mountain, called "Yangtze River Ridge", and the mountain road from their village to the foot of the mountain is built on this Yangtze River Ridge.

To the east is a tall mountain peak, stretching for dozens of miles, and its name: "Stone Sheep Head" can be seen from the village at a glance.

The west side, that is, the mountain behind the village, is a tall mountain forest, one is higher than the other, and there is a reservoir built on the mountain, listening to the older generation say: in the Republic of China, there was a team of officers and soldiers stationed on it, and there were castle fortifications next to the reservoir, but now they seem to have collapsed almost.

There is no road above the reservoir at all, it is a real deserted mountain, and it is said that there are wild boars and cheetahs, but I don't know if it's true? Above the reservoir there is a mountain called "Heavenly Mountain".

The mountains are covered with clouds and mist all year round, and if you don't know the way, it's easy to get lost. In addition, it is said that there is a Nuwa temple on the mountain, and there is an old woman guarding the temple, the old woman is more than 90 years old, and she has never gone down the mountain for most of her life, which is very mysterious. Usually, every once in a while, the nearby villagers will send people up the mountain to deliver food to the temple.

Qilin Slope is in front of Lao Feng and others, surrounded by white fog, it is not clear to see its whole picture, it is a lonely hillside, to get to Qilin Slope, you have to go down the mountain and wade through a small river, and then climb up the mountain.

The Qilin Slope is in a semicircle, like a cauldron turned over, and it is more appropriate to say that the Qilin Slope is a huge tomb than a unicorn.

Lao Feng stopped and lit a cigarette and handed it to his partner next to him, the drum behind him was already approaching.

The group hurried down the mountain.

The valley was very dark, overgrown with wild grass and plantain trees, and the small stream seemed to flow out of the mountain, and there were wild grasses and plantain trees blocking the view, so it was impossible to see where its source was.

Approaching the river, a chill rushed in, and the temperature around him seemed to have dropped by a few degrees, even though Lao Feng was already wearing a feather coat, he still couldn't help but shiver excitedly.

The water in the river flows slowly, making a rattling sound, quiet and distant, which makes people listen to it very comfortably. The river was no more than knee-high, and it was covered with stones, some large and some small, and strange shapes.

They crossed the river without touching the rocks protruding from the river, and began to go up the mountain, where there was a motorcycle road, which had been built by the chicken farmers in the mountains, but which had been abandoned for a long time.

Although the fog was thick, the soil on the mountain was unusually dry, and cracks appeared in some places, and people stepped on it as if they were stepping on a solid stone slab.

The Qilin Slope is not very high, but it took Lao Feng and the others more than ten minutes to reach the top of the mountain.

What made Lao Feng strange was that the road just up the mountain was unusually dry, but the soil on the top of the slope was very wet, and the mud surface was covered with a layer of withered pine needles, which looked like hairs growing on the dirt slope.

Looking around from the top of the slope, there are mountain graves everywhere, one next to the other, and in the distance you can faintly see several dilapidated chicken sheds, which are the places where chicken farmers raise chickens.

The new grave was on top of the middle slope, and when they turned past a chicken shed, they saw that the new mud dug out not far from the bottom of the chicken shed was the new grave.

"Quick! Fast! Be careful, be careful. ”

At this moment, Lao Feng heard the sound of chaotic footsteps and panting shouts behind him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that four strong men had already carried the coffin to the corner of the chicken shed, less than twenty meters away from them.

The four strong men were struggling to carry the coffin, and sweat was still streaming down their foreheads in this weather. On the coffin were two thigh-thick logs, tied with hemp rope, and a strong man carried them on his shoulders at the front and back of the two large logs.

Under the red coffin covered by a white curtain, Lao Feng saw water droplets flowing down continuously, dripping all the way.

When he thought of Lin Rong in the coffin, his pale face was crawling with corpse spots, his flesh was rotting, and yellow water was constantly oozing, and Lao Feng's heart couldn't help but tighten. Bunny Fly

At the moment when Lao Feng was stunned, the rest of the people who were with him removed the fabric from the spirit flag in two or three clicks, and then threw it on the ground, leaving without looking back.

Only then did Lao Feng react, and immediately put down the spirit flag, and the other people took the spirit flag off the shelf.

On the way back, they each folded a handful of cyan branches and leaves and brought them with them, and it went smoothly. This time the descent took longer than the ascent, partly because the trail was deserted and overgrown with weeds, making it difficult to walk; Another reason is that they are descending from the other direction, and the trail is steep and higher than the other side of the mountain.

A group of people at the foot of the mountain, far away they heard the sound of the impact of the water, came closer to see, it turned out that there was a small waterfall under the foot of the mountain, the cliff was more than ten meters high, the water flow was rapid, or spray, or shoot, flying down.

But there was not much water under the waterfall, for there was a huge stone wall in the middle of the place, and the violent currents of water scattered over it, and then merged into a small river, which flowed down the hill in the distance.

They had just walked past the waterfall when suddenly a man came behind them, but it was an old man of the Lao Shi clan, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, and there was only a white cloth on top of the bamboo basket.

When the patriarch saw the panting waterfall at the foot of the mountain, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he couldn't move his footsteps when he stood there.

Lao Feng was a little strange, and when he came to the clan elder, he couldn't help but ask him what was wrong?

The clan elder looked at the waterfall and was silent for a while, before he sighed and said, "Oh no, why didn't I find a waterfall here before?" ”

Lao Feng was puzzled, could there be any problems with this waterfall?

The clan elder told Lao Feng that this is a ruthless water, which will never return, although Qilin Slope is a treasure of feng shui, but after this ruthless water appears, the situation will be completely different, as for what will it become? The patriarch didn't explain it to him.

After Lao Feng returned home, he received a call from a person, who turned out to be his good brother Liang Chaofu, saying that he would come to his house for a few days......

……

When Lao Fei said this, he stopped, sat on the stool and took a sip of water, moistening his throat.

I listened to it for a long time, and scolded: "What kind of story are you talking about? How does it sound like listening? And it's not descript, Lao Tzu just doesn't understand it at all! ”

Old Fat glanced at me and said lightly: "I'm sorry, that's what is written in this ghost note, I just read it out......"

Yan Xiaoying frowned and said: "Don't talk nonsense, what kind of ghost notes are these, you can pick the key points and tell us, we don't have so much time to listen to your story here." ”

"It's not nonsense."

Lao Fei said: "The hero has just come out, listen to the story, don't be in such a hurry, the climax is coming soon!" ”

"Just say it, what happened to Lao Feng and your father in this note? And your sister Liang Qingying, let's start with your sister......"

"Well, since you're so impatient, I'll give you a brief account of what this ghost note says."

Lao Fei coughed dryly twice, and said: "At that time, my father fell in love with Lao Feng's cousin, and he called her a girl in the notes, and at that time, the three of them went to Heaven Mountain and a group of people also entered the secret realm of Heaven!" ”

"Secret Realm of Heaven?"

"Are you saying there's a secret place in heaven here, too?"

I asked, surprised.

"Not bad! And that Heavenly Secret Realm is the same as the Heavenly Mountain you are guarding, and there is also a big tree in it. And Lao Feng's experience is similar to yours, and there is also a worm king parasitized in his body. The Heavenly Secret Realm was full of dangers, and only Lao Feng and his cousin came out alive at that time, while my father was trapped in the secret realm. ”

"You mean to say that what I went through, the man named Lao Feng twenty years ago, he has experienced? Is this possible? ”

I asked in disbelief.

Lao Fei spread his hands and said, "I don't know, anyway, this is what is recorded in this note!" ”

"What about the mountain god Niangniang? Could it be that Lao Feng also married the mountain god Niangniang at that time? "I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, and asked the old fat road.

Lao Fei shook his head and said, "No, the note only says that she is a corpse and is buried inside that big tree." In fact, when they came out of the Heavenly Secret Realm, that Lao Feng's cousin, who was my father's ex-wife, was already pregnant with my father's child......"

"It's just that what Lao Feng doesn't know is that in fact, the cousin he brought out from the secret realm of heaven has already died and has become a living dead......