We walked out of the village for about half an hour, and it was completely dark, and I took out the torch prepared in advance from the back basket, but was stopped by Uncle Hong, who said that a torch lit in the deep mountains was too conspicuous, and it was easy to attract wild beasts, and my "grandfather" might be ambushing us in the dark.

Uncle Hong said that he would take me to the place where he used to practice spells, it was not very far, and he was very familiar with this road. Although we walked in the dark, the speed was not slow, and I had some difficulty following him. After walking for nearly an hour, we reached the halfway point of a hill, where the road was gone.

Uncle Hong pushed aside the vines next to the path, revealing a hole more than one person high, and he walked in carefully. I was a little scared, but I knew that it was safest to follow Uncle Hong, so I had to go inside.

I didn't expect to enter this cave and suddenly open up, the area is quite large, fan-shaped, the more you go inside, the more spacious it is, there is a hole with two windows on the side ceiling, very ventilated. On the ground near the entrance of the cave were neatly placed a dozen half-man-high jars, and I don't know what they contained.

I asked, "Uncle Hong, this is where you used to cultivate?" I didn't expect there to be such a cave, it's quite comfortable. Uncle Hong smiled, pulled me a few steps inside, pointed to a wall for me to see, my eyes widened and I didn't see anything, just a black piece, then Uncle Hong took out a fire fold, lit up the whole cave, I was so frightened that I staggered.

The wall that Uncle Hong pointed out to me had a lifelike statue of the god depicted on it, exactly the same as the statue of the god enshrined on the table in Uncle Hong's house, except that the one in the cave was a painting, and it was as tall as a person, and at first glance it looked like a living person was standing there.

Only then did Uncle Hong speak: "I used to study the Fa here, and it was very difficult. I haven't been back for years......" With that, he lit a candle on the wall of the cave with a fire breaker, and asked me to clean it up. Uncle Hong poured some insect repellent powder everywhere, and I helped pull out some weeds, so I cleaned it up so simply.

I looked at the dozen or so jars placed at the entrance of the cave and asked Uncle Hong what they were, and Uncle Hong said that those were bone altars, used to pretend to be dead, and I shuddered. What kind of spell is Uncle Hong practicing, and he can still use dead people, so it shouldn't be some kind of evil spell.

Uncle Hong didn't seem to take those bone altars seriously, and when he saw that they were almost cleaned up, he lit a candle the thickness of his thumb, respectfully placed it in front of the idol, and then knelt down in front of him and recited a series of scriptures. After a while, Uncle Hong got up and pulled out the dagger at his waist, made a stroke on his finger, and then used his bleeding finger as a pen and began to draw the outline of the statue, which ended in half an hour.

Uncle Hong explained to me that the mage who pretended to be my grandfather was not under him, so he still had to be fully prepared, otherwise such a rash entry into the mountain would undoubtedly be a sheep's mouth.

We returned to the path down the mountain, and I led the way in front from memory, and on the way, I tried to be as quiet as possible with Uncle Hong, and there was no conversation. After walking for nearly an hour, Uncle Hong suddenly stopped me, pointed to a big locust tree in front of me, and said, "We have landed." ”

I asked Uncle Hong what was going on? Uncle Hong cautiously walked under the locust tree and took a closer look, and then said, "We passed under this tree once before...... I listened and pretended to look around.

This locust tree is some years old, and it is estimated that two or three people may not be able to circle it. I walked slowly around the tree, trying to find something on the thick trunk. In fact, I felt so stupid afterwards that I didn't even know what I was looking for.

Suddenly, I seemed to hear someone call me, and before I could react, my head was put on a ring, and I was lifted up at once, and the speed was so fast that I didn't have time to shout, but fortunately I subconsciously used my hands to protect my neck, otherwise I would have to lose my breath.

Uncle Hong was very alert, and when he heard that something was wrong, he immediately came over, and when he saw that I was hanging on it, he wanted to go up the tree to cut the rope, but the rope seemed to have spirituality, and suddenly pulled me far away, and I was always at a height in mid-air, and Uncle Hong could only chase under the tree.

After all, Uncle Hong is over the age of six, and he can't keep up after chasing him for a while, and I was strangled out of breath, and gradually became a little dizzy, and in a blur I saw Uncle Hong sitting far away on the ground casting spells, and then my eyes went dark.

I don't know how long I had been asleep, but I was woken up by a pungent fishy smell, and the rope was now firmly tied to me, making it impossible for me to move my hands and feet. I wanted to call Uncle Hong, but I found that my throat was so painful that I couldn't make a sound at all.

Looking around, it seemed that I was in a relatively empty terrain, but I couldn't see the ground clearly, because there was a thick layer of fog floating around me, which was not terrible, and the fishy smell seemed to be emitted with the fog. Then I heard footsteps behind me, and I struggled to turn around to find my "grandfather" staring at me with a sinister smile.

"I didn't expect to wake up quite quickly, but fortunately I fed you dumb medicine in advance, hehehe......" he said with a wicked smile. I thought to myself that if I fell into his hands, I am afraid that I will die for a lifetime. My uncle's death was also ...... my grandfather It's all from this man, but unfortunately I can't say anything, otherwise I would have wanted to ask him why he harmed my family.

A wave of anger burned in my heart, and I tried to break free from the rope with all my strength, but it was useless, the rope seemed to be able to exert myself, and I tossed for a long time but did not get out of the slightest gap. "Grandpa" looked at me and said, "Don't waste your efforts, it's useless!" Even if you are untied, you will not be able to get out of this old man's swamp. ”

Old man's swamp? It's a strange name, but I don't care about it at this time, I hysterically shouted a few words to "grandpa", but my voice was low and hoarse: "Why did you harm us?" ”

"Grandpa" seemed a little surprised, it seemed that he didn't expect me to be able to speak, but he then smiled contemptuously, walked up to me and squatted down and said: "The children who grew up in the Miao village are a little resistant to dumb medicine, yes, yes!" Do you want to know why I hurt you? Then I'll tell you about it, so that you can die clearly! Then he told an old story.

It turned out that the person pretending to be my grandfather was also from the Miao family, but the village where he lived belonged to Vietnam. In 79, the self-defense counterattack war against Vietnam began, and the Sino-Vietnamese border area was in turmoil for a while, although the main battle soon ended with our victory, but in fact, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the Vietnamese side was obviously unwilling. It is precisely for this reason that in the next 10 years, the Vietnamese side will harass our border areas on a small scale, and will secretly make small moves when it is clear that it cannot be defeated.

At that time, the Vietnamese side forcibly summoned people who revised the law, forced them to invade the Chinese border, and also detained their family members as hostages, and if they did not go to their families, they would not be able to live, and if anyone could clear the villages in China, they would be able to become officials and knights when they returned, and they would have no worries about food and clothing with their families for the rest of their lives.

The man pretending to be my grandfather was a witch doctor in their village, and he usually helped his people exorcise evil spirits and cure diseases, and he never used magic to harm anyone. During the turbulent period, human life was not valuable, and the whole family was detained, saying that there was no one, so under coercion and temptation, he also joined the ranks of the mages who invaded our country. As a result, unexpectedly, our country's outsiders ate them to death, causing them heavy losses.

There were more than 20 Vietnamese mages who invaded our village of Heishizhai back then, but only three of them survived, and this person pretending to be my grandfather was one of them. It would have been nice to go back alive, but he thought that he had no merit and hard work, hoping to save his family, but when he went back, he found that his village was gone.

He finally found the official in charge of recruitment, and tried to find out the whereabouts of his family and clansmen, but the answer was that all of them had been killed, and the murderer was a Chinese mage. Since then, he has devoted himself to the study of black sorcery, vowing to avenge his family and people. In the past ten years, he has traveled all over the mountainous areas of the southeastern regions, learned various evil arts in Cambodia, Thailand and Burma, and paid a lot of money in order to return a tooth for a tooth, and Heishizhai Village was his first target.

He lurked in the mountains deep in the border between China and Vietnam for a year, and slowly got to know our Heishizhai Village. The first favorable information he learned was that there was a Miao family witch doctor like Uncle Hong in Heishizhai Village. may have been scared by the outsiders of our country back then, he didn't dare to act rashly, and wanted to get more information about Uncle Hong, so he wanted to sneak into the village to get close to Uncle Hong.

My family is a neighbor of Uncle Hong's family, and my grandfather often goes into the mountains to collect medicine, so my grandfather is the first target of his attack. He killed my grandfather half a month ago, and then used evil magic to disguise my grandfather, and even imitated my grandfather's words, deeds and habits exactly the same, so that I didn't even notice it.

After hearing this, I can no longer express my surprise, anger and questions in words. He looked at my expression but smiled, and said: "I and you, can be said to be a deep hatred, can also be said to be unjust, who called you Chinese?" In addition, you are a wonderful being, and the magic weapon made from your bones into the spirit can greatly increase my mana! Ha ha! ”

I was puzzled, if it weren't for the pain in my throat, I would have asked him why he was able to use me to increase his mana, but something suddenly occurred to me. I looked at him resentfully, and painfully squeezed out three words from my mouth: "My uncle? ”

He sneered and said, "Your uncle? I'm just trying to get rid of the surname Hong, just kill him casually, it's okay, I'm going to die sooner or later anyway, hehahaha...... You're all going to die! ”