"Osawa, look there." The old horse stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the northeast.

I turned my head slightly, and saw where the old horse was pointing, there was a natural harbor, and the mountains and rivers spread from both sides, and it seemed like a pearl in the middle.

Of course, the pearl is just a metaphor, and the whole harbor is long and narrow, more like a crocodile with its mouth half open.

"Dragon's mouth ......" the old horse's voice was a little excited.

I saw from afar all the way to the front, and the terrain here really looked like a dragon's head, and the place where we were was was on the brow bone.

The old horse was so excited that he ran around and looked at it until he reached the place facing the harbor, waved his hand and shouted to me, "Daze, it's here, it must be here!" ”

I ran over, and he pointed to the valley in front of him, which was hundreds of meters long and wide: "Daze, this is the dragon's eye, I promise you, if there is a big tomb here, it must be down here!" ”

My heart jumped suddenly, and what the old horse said was so sure that I had to believe that even when I looked at this terrain, I felt that it should be here.

I looked at my watch, it was already more than three o'clock, we climbed up and it took more than four hours, as the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, we don't even have a flashlight, it is unrealistic to want to enter this valley.

"Old horse, it's too late today, wait until early tomorrow morning to bring your equipment and come back." I spoke.

The old horse nodded, and we walked down the hill according to the way we came, it was indeed difficult to walk down the mountain, and the stone that was not too high looked dizzy, and we were half walking and half climbing, embarrassed, and our whole body was covered with mud.

By the time I got to the hardest part below, it was already completely dark, and the shadows of the trees above me were like evil ghosts with teeth and claws, and the grass was full of rustling sounds, and my scalp tingled when I heard it.

We almost ran down the hill with rolling belts, and when I saw the white cotton fields, I felt like I was going to cry, and it was really hard to imagine this feeling without experiencing it myself.

When we arrived at the entrance of the village, the hands of the watch were already pointing to nine o'clock, and the lights of the guest house were on, and it looked so warm.

We walked up the path, and halfway through we were confronted by a woman with short hair and a neat black hiking outfit, who walked very fast with her head down, and passed us in an instant.

This is clearly not from the village.

I turned my head to look, and saw that she was carrying a hiking bag, also black, and a long thing wrapped in cloth stretched out of the bag, but unfortunately it was too dark to see her face clearly.

The woman quickly disappeared from our sight, and I saw that she was walking east along the main road, only at such a late hour, where was she going alone?

I turned my head and felt a little ridiculous, given where we are now, what qualifications do we have to manage others.

Soon we returned to the guest house, and as soon as we entered the courtyard, we saw a middle-aged man sitting on the steps in front of the main house, smoking, looking at us with intently eyes.

Seeing us walking towards the house on the left, the man stood up: "Wait! ”

We stopped and turned to look at him, only to see that his eyes were full of vigilance: "You are incense paper and cinnabar, what do you want to do here?" ”

My heart was inexplicably on fire: "Why are you casually flipping through our things?" ”

The old horse hurriedly grabbed me and smiled at the man: "Fellow, we are here to explore water conservancy, these are all sacrifices to the river god, and our equipment has not yet arrived, so we have prepared this first." ”

"Oh......"

Looking at this man's expression, he knew that he didn't fully believe it at all, but he didn't say anything more, just pointed to the well in the middle of the courtyard: "Wash it before entering." ”

I felt very aggrieved in my heart, and the old horse was desperately trying to wink at the side, so I had to endure it and watch the middle-aged man turn his head and enter the house.

I glanced at Lao Ma and saw that he was usually stupid, but he was more useful than me at critical times, and he was also begging for life outside, and he knew better how to do it to his advantage.

The old horse was already fetching buckets of water, and we lifted the bucket and poured ourselves from head to toe, and the well water was cold and very pleasant, so we simply washed all the dirty clothes and dried them in the yard.

I went into the house and took out two sets of clothes, one for the old horse, and one for myself, fortunately it was summer, the clothes were light and easy to wear, but the old horse was taller than me and stronger than me, and it was a little small to wear.

As soon as we were changing, we heard a knock on the door, and I casually shouted, "Come in!" ”

It's the little girl during the day, she is holding a big tray, there are two bowls of rice and a big plate of vegetables, I looked at it, the rice should be our glutinous rice, the dish is fried with chili peppers, I don't know what kind of meat, it looks black.

The little girl put the plate on the table and turned her head to look at us: "This is for you, my father's dead old man has convulsions again, you ignore him." ”

How could I talk about my father like this, I wanted to laugh a little, and the previous depression was swept away.

The little girl saw that my face was softened, closed the door, and said mysteriously: "I went out today and asked the old people in the village, and they said that our village was not called Chaoyang Village before, but Wu Village. ”

I chuckled inwardly, "When did this happen?" ”

"It's too early, at least five or six hundred years, it is said that there was no ghost press here before, I don't know when it started, the previous people were also superstitious, so they slowly moved out, and those who stayed felt that the village was heavy, so it was renamed Chaoyang Village, which sounded comfortable."

It seems that we have come to the right place, and I looked at the old horse, and the old horse had suppressed excitement in his eyes, and I must have done the same.

"This is fried hare meat, you two eat it slowly, the plate will be put on this and I will clean it up tomorrow morning, I will leave if there is nothing to do." The little girl pointed to the dish and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

I suddenly remembered the woman I met at the entrance of the village, and I always felt uncomfortable, so I simply asked.

"What's wrong?" The little girl turned around.

"That...... When we came back, we saw a woman who didn't look like she was from the village. ”

"Oh, that person...... "The little girl pursed her mouth, "she lives opposite you, and has been here for several days, strangely, every day when it gets dark, and comes back at three or four o'clock in the morning, and when she comes back, she closes the door and sleeps, and she doesn't ask for food, and she doesn't care if she is called." ”

This is so abnormal, and my gossip heart rises: "Do you know what she is doing at night?" ”

The little girl narrowed her eyes: "Brother, we are a guest house, not a prison, who cares about the guests?" I don't know what you're going to do when you two go out. ”

I was a little embarrassed, and waved her out, what we did was sneaky, so everyone was weak-hearted, the woman and we were not related, I was really full to ask.

The rabbit meat is fragrant and chewy, but unfortunately there is a little wine, we finished eating and pushed the bowl and climbed directly on the kang, I set the alarm clock to four o'clock in the morning, and fell asleep in a few minutes.

The alarm clock rang on time, I opened my eyes in a daze, I wanted to sit up but didn't get up, if it wasn't for the severe pain in my body, I thought I was paralyzed.

I twisted my body vigorously, lifted my hands and feet and moved my joints, and it took me a while to get up, and I slept deeply, and although my body was sore, my head was clear.

The old horse was still asleep next to him, and I pushed him twice, but I couldn't push him, so I simply stood up and gave him a kick, and he "hummed" twice.

"It's up, it's up!" I grabbed his ear and shouted a few times.

The old horse sat up suddenly, straightened up, and stared at me for a full minute before shaking his head: "What time is it?" ”

"Four o'clock."

As I spoke, I turned on the light, and felt the mosquito bite on my arm itching terribly, I endured it, and pulled out a long-sleeved thin jacket from my bag and put it on.

I put on my coat, only to find that there was a flashlight and a bottle of insecticide on the small table next to the kang, the dry toilet of this guest house is outside the courtyard, the flashlight must be used for the guests to get up at night, as for the insecticide, I was bitten hard yesterday, and I slept deeply at night, and I didn't feel that there were mosquitoes in this house.

But these two things are precious to us on the mountain, I picked up the insecticide and sprayed the clothes on my body, although the smell was unpleasant, but it was better than being bitten by mosquitoes, the old horse covered his nose to drive away the smell, dragged his shoes and went to the well to fetch water to wash his face.

I stuffed a flashlight and insecticide into my bag, lifted the thermos and filled two empty mineral water bottles with it.

The well water was very cold in the early morning, I picked up the water and threw it on my face, and immediately felt refreshed, and the clothes in the yard were dry, so I took them into the house.

When I looked up and saw that it was still dark, but it was okay to see the road clearly, I picked up my bag and walked out of the courtyard with the old horse.

I didn't have to take two steps before I stopped, because there was a man coming up in front of me, dressed in black.

It was the woman in black last night.

I stood there, staring at her in a daze.

This is a very beautiful woman, young, neat, clean, even if her current clothes are a little dirty, it makes people feel that she is clean from the bottom of their hearts.

She looked ahead, and it didn't fall on us at all, as if we were just trees, just walls, just going around it.

"That, early, early...... You're here to climb the mountain too? ”

Suddenly, as if I couldn't speak, and the tone of my voice was strange, and the woman tilted her head slightly and glanced at me.

I've often heard people say that their eyes are like knives, and I've always found it hard to imagine, until now I realize that there really is.

Her gaze was not fierce or hostile, but it was very cold, like a god looking at mortals, as if the secrets in her heart were seen in an instant.

At a glance she turned her head and walked past us, and I turned my head to look at her mechanically, only to see that she opened the door to the right and closed it naturally as she entered.

"Look? Let's go. "The old horse poked me next to me.

I came back to my senses and followed the old horse all the way, I felt very embarrassed, I accosted a woman for the first time in more than 20 years of life, and I was ignored, no, this can't be called ignorance, I feel like a fool when I look at her like that.