Mohe is in the northernmost part of Heilongjiang and is a small county-level city.

Cockscombs are the coldest.

The temperature in Mohe is as low as minus 40 degrees in winter, and it is known as the coldest place in China.

Fortunately, the transportation is convenient now, from Harbin City to do a plane, through the Daxing'an Mountains, a short pause, four hours to Mohe.

Su Yao's air tickets were bought, and she told me on the phone: "Wear thicker, Mohe can be cold." ”

I picked out the thickest down jacket, wore a cotton hat, went out around my neck, and bumped into Su Yao.

Su Yao brought a small suitcase, wore rabbit gloves, and had a pink, fluffy rabbit ear on her head, which looked like a headset, commonly known as ear buns in the Northeast, specifically to prevent frozen ears.

When I saw that the little girl was dressed so rarely, I couldn't help but hug her and kiss her, Su Yao pursed a fragrant breeze and pushed me with a red face: "Let's go, the plane is going to be late." ”

It is said that in the Northeast, two young couples were mouth-to-mouth, but their lips were frozen, and they couldn't be torn apart. Go home and pour hot water on it, and then slowly separate.

I can't imagine what passers-by looked at them on the way home.

The two of us took the car to the airport, checked in the tickets and got on the plane, and I won't talk about the process in between.

Let's just say that the moment you get off the plane, the wind is cold, and you can blow people's faces apart.

The old man has thick skin and is frost-resistant, Su Yao can't stand the cold, I pulled open the down jacket and wrapped her in my arms, Su Yao's fragrant little face shivered in my arms.

The buildings in Mohe City are very special, the style of Lao Maozi is obvious, many roofs are round, like a church, the small city is a big palm, the road is deserted, almost no people can be seen, and it will be done in a while.

The place we are going to this time is in the old mountains outside the Mohe River, and according to Grandma Hu's words, her relative lives in a place called "Wang Bagai".

Wang Bagai is a tunzi, more than ten kilometers away from the Mohe River, there is a lake on the edge of the tunzi, called "hemiplegic face lake"

In the mountain behind the lake, there is the immortal family, but which mountain it is, Grandma Hu doesn't know, and when we get to the place, we must use the small jade gourd she gave to find it.

I also have fantasies about this matter, what if there are extra children in the old fairy family? Maybe if I'm lucky, I can also take one back, and become a disciple of the horse, and I will raise my eyebrows in the future, and I will no longer have to be afraid.

After leaving the airport, I stopped the car casually, the driver was very talkative, listening to us to go to Wang Bagai, he held the steering wheel, and said:

"Travel? I heard that the lake was opened for fishing today, and there were many tourists. ”

Su Yao's little hand reached into my arm, and she said curiously while warming: "The name of that lake is so strange." ”

Driver: "Isn't it?" I heard the old man say that there used to be a man who lived by the lake, and he suffered from hemiplegia, and half of his face was crooked and blind, so people named the lake according to his face. There are a lot of place names in our northeast, which sound strange, but in fact, they were all given by the displaced people who came and went from the south to the north many years ago. ”

Nagging all the way, I looked at the snow scene outside the window, it was called a desolation, it was really a great wilderness, there were barren meadows on both sides of the road, as far as the eye could see, and I couldn't even see a tree.

Occasionally, I can see a few lonely graves, and when I stand there, there is not even a tombstone, and the people who look at it are gloomy in their hearts.

The highway is also potholes, maybe this place is too partial, the development is relatively poor, three or nine days, except for tourists, who is idle, come to this Gadda to find guilt?

I paid fifty yuan for the fare, and the driver threw it on the side of the road, turned around, and ran away with a smoke, Su Yao and I stood on the side of the road, looking at Wang Bagai not far away, good guy, that's called a deviation.

Dozens of families in Tunzi, the houses are also in tatters, and the countryside around Harbin City can not be compared, just this broken place, poor mountains and bad waters, there are a lot of cars parked at the gate of Tunzi, it is estimated that tourists are driving here.

A few old ladies came around and shouted at the two of us: "No, we have our own farmhouse in Tunzi, the price is fair, and there is no bullying." ”

Su Yao pulled me, bypassing these old ladies, this journey rushed, we were also a little tired this time, I wanted to find a place to rest, the weather was good, the sky was blue, I turned around in the tunzi for a long time, found a farmhouse that looked good, went in and asked the price, a large single room with a kang kang, four hundred a night, and dinner, which was quite acceptable.

The boss was a wooden-looking man, in his fifties, I paid the money and asked him: "Uncle, do you know that there is an immortal family living in the mountains near our tunzi?" ”

"Out of the horse fairy?" The boss looked me up and down and asked, "The five immortal families, Hu Huang and White Willow Gray, which one do you want to inquire about?" ”

Out of the horse fairy and the jumping god, the rural people in the Northeast are convinced, I saw that this boss is quite knowledgeable, so I asked him straight to the point: "I plan to visit a fox fairy." ”

"That's not the case." The boss shook his head and said: "I grew up in this tunzi since I was a child, and I haven't heard of any fox immortals nearby, but in our tunzi, there is a Huang Lao Xian, who has seen things well." If you have anything, you can ask it. ”

After thanking the boss, I went into the house with Su Yao to rest, anyway, I had a lot of time, so I decided to visit Huang Laoxian's house.

About Huang Laoxian, there is a rumor, when I was a child, my father once told me, the older generation knows that in the deep mountains and old forests, the most terrible thing is not the hungry wolves, poisonous mosquitoes, after the heavy snow closes the mountain, the Siberian tigers who go down the mountain to find food, and even the evil ghosts and ghosts that block the road, but the most treacherous Huang Laoxian in the five immortals.

The elderly Northeast people are very tolerant of Huang Tai Sin, even if they are stolen and eaten the old hen that they have worked so hard to feed, even if they are soaked in urine by it and spoil the bedding, they all laugh and don't even dare to scold a few words, because, among the five immortals, the fox fairy has a good heart, the white fairy has a fairy spirit, and the willow fairy is psychic, so this yellow fairy is the most evil.

Huang Laoxian is evil, vindictive, ruthless to others, even more ruthless to himself, its most ruthless is to change your life, use its own life to exchange your life.

This kind of practice is almost the same end, basically incurable, and very cruel, almost torture you to death, the way of death is extremely cruel and evil, people who are exchanged for lives often bleed and limbs are broken, just like the evil spirit, and the final death is very terrifying.

My father told me a story, saying that in the 60s, Danjiang Muling impounded water to dig a reservoir and used a detonator to blow up the mountain, and as a result, a centuries-old tomb was blown up.

The terrible thing is that the old grave was densely packed with skulls, which covered the huge coffin, and scared the workers who blew up the grave half to death on the spot.

What's even more terrifying is that after everyone cleaned up the skull, they found that sticky blood was oozing out of the cracks of the coffin, which looked like blood, but smelled fragrant, like medicinal herbs.

In that era, when the anti-feudalism was being carried out, everyone smashed the coffin open, and found that the large coffin inside was covered with a small coffin, one embedded in the other, and in the end, there was a one-person-sized coffin, still humanoid.

When I opened it, there was no corpse inside, but a yellow skinned man lying inside.

The yellow skin was really big, almost the size of a dog, and it was snow-white, and it lay there motionless, as if it were asleep.

Later, someone was bold enough to stab it with a shotgun, but the yellow skin was deflated, and everyone realized that it was just a layer of skin, and the flesh had long since gotten gone.

My dad said that my grandfather was one of the workers there and that he had witnessed it.

Who built this huge tomb, why is it hidden deep in the mountains, and why are there so many skulls inside? Why is there a yellow-skinned shell lying in the coffin? Is that huge yellow skin still alive?

No one knows.

According to the address said by the boss, Su Yao and I came to the northernmost part of Tunzi, in front of a small bungalow, and we saw it from afar, there were some people around the yard, and we took a closer look, good guy, there was a coffin in the middle of the courtyard, and on the coffin cover, there was a middle-aged woman sitting cross-legged.

The woman's face was pointed, her facial features were weird to a degree, and she looked at it with her little eyes half-open.

In my life, I have never seen a woman with a more gloomy appearance than her, Su Jinxiu and Grandma Hu together, and the horror level is less than one-tenth of that of this middle-aged woman.