We panicked and drove when we saw the road, and the black cat kept barking. There was a concrete road on the left in front of me, and I turned into it. A black car that followed quickly rushed over, and the black cat stopped barking.

Riveting on the accelerator, he crossed a small bridge, and the cat barked again. In the rearview mirror, I saw the black car coming again.

Surrounded by paddy fields, a little further away is a stone mountain. After missing the junction of several side roads, I turned right and passed an abandoned factory building.

Looking up, the chimney of the factory building is more than ten meters high, and the strange thing is that there is a small-leaved banyan tree growing at the mouth of the chimney. I drove all the way down the road, but the car couldn't get in, so I threw it off.

In front of me is the village, and after passing through, the road is a little wider. After passing the first few small farm vans pulling sand, we reached a river.

This is the upper reaches of the Moyang River, and it is also a sand pumping field. Jiang Ming pointed to the distance and said, Above, quickly, there is a dock. After passing, it was indeed a small pier and iron-hulled boats.

Jiang Ming jumped out of the car and asked the boatman, master, do you want to drive the boat? The master said, the motorcycle is ten yuan, Jiang Ming said yes. I put my motorcycle on the boat, and he took out two hundred dollars and asked the boatman to drive the boat.

The boatman took a suspicious look at our motorcycle, which was very new, but not licensed.

Crossing to the opposite side, as soon as they landed on the shore, the boatman received a phone call, saying that they wanted to make a transition. I looked back and saw that the little black car was parked at the pier over there.

Several people got out of the car, and one of them was Yang Long. A tall and handsome guy beside him looked at us, and Jiang Ming said that it was Mr. Qiu.

This is chasing us and beating us, and it is that handsome guy who wants our lives? This good skin of Sapanan, I would never think of him as a bad person.

Looking less than thirty years old, it is estimated that he is more than 1.8 meters, and the few people who got out of the car are not as tall as him. It seems that this good-looking skin is the same, and the interesting soul is one in a thousand.

After a few glances, we hurried to run for our lives. The boatman has turned around, and of course the car can't get on the iron ship. This truck is rammed with a big truck, what kind of hatred is this.

We drove our motorbikes down the provincial roads, with or without cameras. As long as we run fast enough, we will be further away from danger, and I don't believe that they can do anything to us across a river.

After passing through Chunwan Town, I found a bamboo forest far away from the village and hid it, pushed the motorcycle into the depths of the bamboo forest, and then unloaded the food.

The car was full of things that affected maneuverability, but now it seems that the motorcycle is of little use.

Jiang Ming said while smoking: "There is a big monk next to Mr. Qiu, a middle-aged Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, and the one driving is Yang Long. Look at the monk should be a wine and meat monk, full of fat, compared with the fat man, with a horizontal face. ”

"The photo book says that the flesh on the face is the murderer. The person with horizontal flesh on his face is the kind of fierce character who gives people a feeling that they are not easy to get along with. The point is on the horizontal characters, and the people with a horizontal face look fierce and vicious, which is intimidating. The horizontal lines on the face are fierce lines, and only people who are often angry and fierce will develop these horizontal lines. ”

"The middle-aged Taoist priest in Tsing Yi had a thin face. The photo book says that each other is born from the heart, and the two cheeks cannot be exchanged without flesh. A fleshless man with two cheeks looks sinister and cunning. The women are kefu with sharp beaks and monkey gills, and the men are scheming and cunning. ”

After he finished speaking, I looked at his face. He said grass, don't look at me, I'm thin, not meatless. You don't want to see a good figure and a thin face, just think that there is no flesh on the cheeks, I don't understand this fortitude.

Hahaha, Jiang Ming is a little thin, maybe it has something to do with him smoking a lot. But I didn't feel the sharp-beaked monkey's gills.

After laughing, I set up the only tent, spread the moisture-proof mat, and brought in all the food, now there is not much dry food.

We slipped into the tent, pillowed our sleeping bags, and chatted while nibbling on dry food. Now that we have a four-eared cat to warn us, we can sleep with confidence.

Jiang Ming asked me what my plans were, when will it come to an end when I will be chased and beaten every day and dare not return home.

He said that it is an alarm clock or a dream that wakes you up every day? I said that it was neither an alarm clock nor a dream, but that it was being hunted down.

Jiang Ming sighed and stroked the little black cat beside him. said that fortunately there was Xiao Hei, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to escape this time. It will soon turn into the feces of the shell lang and become the nutrition of various plants. I thought about it, I had to learn from a teacher, but I didn't know where to learn.

I slept in the bamboo forest for one night, and the next day Jiang Ming asked me to buy some meat and come back, saying that the birds had faded out of the mouth after gnawing on dry food.

I got on my motorbike and went to town, and when I saw something for sale, I bought two roast ducks, half a pig's head, and peanuts.

When I came back, I took the small road for fear that there would be surveillance in the town. On this day, the 14th of July, many people killed ducks and then set off firecrackers, and it was rainy from the beginning of the afternoon until the evening.

I told Jiang Ming that when I came back, I saw a stone arch bridge not far from us, which seemed to be the ancient bridge.

He said: "Ah, that Wugu Bridge, this bridge is very famous in our county, it has been on TV, and many movies have been filmed there." I just haven't had a chance to see it. ”

I said, "What's the allusion to that Wugu Bridge, you want to see it so." ”

He said: "The bridge has a history of more than 160 years. It was built by a large local landowner who purchased granite, and the bridge is very strong. It was only later that the family of the big landlord disappeared here. Isn't there something strange about this bridge? ”

I said, "I don't know this, if it doesn't rain tomorrow, let's go and see it." ”

After speaking, we ate roast duck, ripped off the whole duck leg, and gnawed it in a big bite. During this time, it was always beef brisket powder, pork offal powder, and screw powder in Quang Nam. This powder is cold, and eating too much is not good for your health. Now nibble on the roast duck, a mouthful of greasy.

Jiang Ming tore off the duck meat and fed it to the kitten, this guy seemed to have eaten the meat without washing his hands just now.

After eating, we wiped it clean, and we talked at night. I didn't dare to turn on the lights, for fear that someone would see it in the distance. The biggest headache now is that if you are hunted down, you can hide. But if you want to grow, you can't find the north.

I fell asleep while chatting, and it was a little cold in the middle of the night, and I woke up from freezing. As soon as I remembered, Jiang Ming reached out and pressed my shoulder, and whispered in my ear, don't move.

He and I slowly got up. I saw the little black cat sitting at the entrance of the tent, it was foggy but very bright outside.

I saw that the original bamboo forest was no longer there, and our tent was under a big banyan tree. Next to it is a big brick house, and many people outside are wearing ancient clothes and lanterns.

These people were preparing their horses and loading their carts, as if they were going to move. After he was done, he walked along the dirt road. The road was quiet, no one spoke, only the sound of horses' hooves and wheels.

Jiang Ming and I unzipped the tent and followed lightly. Coming to a double-arched stone bridge, with an even thicker fog below, these men drove the carriage down the bridge.

The two arches of this bridge look like the new Nawugu Bridge. One arch had water, the other arch was a road, and the men walked through that way.

Jiang Ming asked softly, "Do you want to go with me?" I said, "What's going on?" He said: "This is the Wugu Bridge, it should have just been built, and the group of people driving the carriage should be the family of the landlord who built the bridge." "And where are they going?" I asked.

Jiang Ming said that he didn't know either, and he just wanted to know if he could follow the past. At this moment, the little black cat broke free from his arms and ran under the bridge. Seeing that the fog gradually faded, Jiang Ming and I followed the little black cat across the stone arch bridge.

The bridge was also foggy, and a few lanterns could be seen glowing yellow in the distance. Jiang Ming hugged the little black cat again and hung it far behind the lantern.

I walked for four or five hours, and the surroundings were desolate. There was no starlight, no plants, no animals, not even the insects were heard.

Jiang Ming's feet slipped suddenly, and I reached out to grab him. As a result, he fell with him and fell heavily to the ground. I felt dizzy and gradually lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I realized that it was a big grinder. I lay on the grinding pan with a bag on my head. Looking around, Jiang Ming was lying on the ground. I got up and jumped off the big mill and shook him.

Jiang Ming woke up. The mouth said, grass, just now it slipped a little, and my little black didn't even remind me. Hey, where's my cat? He didn't care if he was injured or not, and the first thing he did was to look for a cat.

He got up and looked around and saw the mill on the big grinding plate. He patted his head and said, Daheng, I found that we can always see the mill lately. In the future, will my gangster number be called Jiang Nianzi?

This guy is still in the mood to joke at this time. But I'm also strange, this ancient thing, I always see it.

When I saw that it was already dark outside the window, I said, where is this? It doesn't look like we're southern. You see outside in the trees, there are no leaves, and there is a big bird's nest.

Jiang Ming leaned on the small window and looked out, and I also squeezed my head to look. Outside, you can see the small alleys, which are desolate. The floor is covered with messy stone slabs, and the steps are irregular stone bars. The houses are all made of stone.

Where is this? It doesn't look like the South.

Jiang Ming said that looking at the shape of the house, the shape of the doors and windows, this is like the great northwest. I said we crossed over? Impossible, right? Didn't you just fall down?

After saying this, I heard movement behind me and looked back. His little black cat was sitting on the grinding pan. Jiang Ming went over and hugged his little black cat and stroked it a few times.

Then tell me, this great northwest has not been here, let's go out and have a look? I said that the northwest is a high slope of loess, and I live in a cave, don't be a fool. There are stones everywhere here, how can it be the Great Northwest.

At this moment his cat was struggling again, and he broke out of his embrace, jumped off the ground, and ran to the door. She glanced back at him, as if calling him over.

We followed. It was dark outside, and the weather was a little cool, like autumn. We're still wearing short sleeves.

The black cat ran through the alley to a pair of stone lions. Jiang Ming said that this pair of stone lions is like half a catty and eight taels. What do I ask?

He said you didn't watch the cartoon? It is two stone lions, one is called half a catty, and the other is called eight taels.

With such a big person, who still watches cartoons? The black cat sat in front of a stone lion, looking around and looking at the stone lion's mouth.

These hundreds of years of stone lions are smooth, they have been touched out of the pulp, and the teeth of their mouths are shiny, what can there be.

I reached in and digged it out, and there was nothing, the little black cat was still watching. Jiang Ming also reached in and took a look. I saw him frown, as if there was something.

I can't dig anything, I don't believe you can pull out a bird. I covered my mouth and laughed, thinking he meant to do this. As a result, he pressed his hand, and the stone lion's tongue sank, and then he really took out a bird-shaped copper plate.

I actually pulled out a bird. Watch him play with a bird-shaped copper plate, which is a bronze magpie with a cocked tail and a hollow pattern around it, with some hieroglyphs in it.

This stone lion looks at the shape, it is estimated that it is more than a few hundred years old, the carving is clumsy, the pattern on the neck is very simple, and the whole body is smooth and blackened by people.

The little black cat ran to another stone lion, and Jiang Ming went over and took out another bird-shaped copper plate. This thing, which has not been discovered for thousands of years, has been taken out casually.

Jiang Ming looked at the copper plate in his hand and said that this seems to be a talisman, and if there are words, I don't know what it is for.

The kitten ran away again, and we followed. This time, the little black cat jumped on an ancient stage. This ancient stage has a wooden door closed, but it is not locked, and it opens with a light push.

It was a bit dark inside, and it took us a while to get used to the darkness. I was in a hurry before, and I didn't bring a strong flashlight, only a wallet and a mobile phone. Jiang Ming turned on his mobile phone, then turned up the brightness, and looked around, looking for his black cat.

The black cat crouches in the corner and claws at the stones on the wall. We followed, reached out and shook the stone, which was a little loose, and gently pulled it out.

There's a burlap wrapped in something inside, and it's a little heavy to take out. Untied the rope and found that it was a copper ruler, which looked a little old. Jiang Ming said, look at this word, is it Lu Banqi?

I don't know if it's a Luban ruler. It looks about 40 centimeters long, and there are words and scales on it. The ruler is very thick, it has to be one centimeter, and it is heavy to start.

I took a look at the little black cat, what kind of cat is this, this is a metal detector. When the kitten saw that we had got something, he ran out of the gate again.

We followed. Walking through a few stone alleys, you come to a place that looks like a small temple. Half of the temple had collapsed, and no one had cleaned the rubble on the ground.

Corn stalks and straws were piled up in the corners of the room. There is a clay statue in the center. An old man in a long cloth scarf with a long beard and a sword on his back. In his left hand, he holds a whisk and in his right hand a half-opened book.

There is no incense in this small temple. Jiang Ming said that this person looks like Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals. I said I didn't see it. He said that Lu Dongbin's shape was like this, and he bowed to the clay statue after speaking. I also prayed along.

The kitten stared at the book. Jiang Ming tapped lightly with a copper ruler and found that the echo seemed to be hollow. Knocking again, the book shattered the top layer, and another cloth bag appeared.

When I opened the cloth bag, it was an ancient book. I said this is a martial arts cheats? That's what it does on TV. Jiang Ming said no, it seems that it is a mantra, it is all bird words. Bird word?

I looked closer, and sure enough, many of the words looked like a bird. This cocked tail is very similar to the bird copper sheet I got before. It's old enough. I don't know if it's an oracle bone or a seal, it should be somewhere in between.

Just as we were flipping through the books, a voice came: "What are you doing?" "Looking back, it was an old man with a dung basket hanging from his shoulder, a clip made of bamboo chips in his hand, and an old man's hat on his head.

Jiang Ming put the book away and said, "Hello, uncle, we are tourists and we are lost." ”