Uncle Yang obviously briefly explained the whole story to Liu Songming, but after I asked him, he was still happy to repeat his story that seemed not good, but in fact could be used as a drunken conversation.

Here's how it happened.

Daxin County has been trying every means to attract investment in recent years, but the Sino-Vietnamese War has just ended, and there are too many problems left over from history, and this plan that has been working hard for several years has not been implemented.

But there is no doubt that the economic contrast between China and Vietnam is very obvious, especially after the reform and opening up.

Although Uncle Yang is a drinker, he is still a proper person. It was only because he was deceived into getting married once that his family property was gone, and he became into the habit of drinking.

A year ago, he fell drunk on the streets of Daxin County. The origin of this wine is not so glorious, he heard that a group of mainlanders came to Daxin County for tourism and stayed in the guest house after going to "rub" the wine.

Rub? Not.

He grabbed the tour guide who led the group of people here to play, and even threatened this little girl tour guide in his early twenties with the idea that he was a Zhuang person.

This thing was not glorious, but the tour guide who was just a little girl in his eyes still gave him respect, not only took care of his meal but also gave him 10 yuan.

This is not a developed place, and 10 yuan is already a sky-high price for a troublemaker. Probably because the little girl looked at him pitifully and sympathized with him...... Uncle Yang thought, the more he thought about it, the more he hated, she could give him ten yuan, what does this mean? It shows that this little girl deceived so many outsiders to come over, and she must have earned more than 10 yuan.

Fighting rice to raise grace, bearing rice to raise revenge. This principle seems to be common everywhere.

Uncle Yang hated this group of "rich people" and followed them into the mountains he was familiar with. He saw that the men were talking and laughing, carrying canned meat that he had not eaten, and shiny things that he could not name or name.

At this time, he was more greedy than a crow who liked shiny things.

Uncle Yang has infiltrated the battlefields of China and Vietnam countless times to steal the belongings of the dead and sell them, just like most of the people who survived the smoke of war, they just wanted to survive. So Uncle Yang is more shrewd than these "rich people". He would always fall far behind them, starving, and would not steal the visitors' belongings until night, and then hide them in the places he had marked, waiting to be taken out and sold to those who could give him money.

The presence of Uncle Yang has created an inexplicable atmosphere of horror among these tourists, who have been rumored to be haunted.

This incident led to the withdrawal of some tourists, and also caused the remaining tourists to become more and more vigilant, and the vigilance was strengthened at night, so that Uncle Yang's actions have become more and more difficult.

Uncle Yang adheres to the spirit of not abandoning and not giving up, and has always insisted on sleeping in the open air, looking for opportunities to start.

At least he didn't mean to hurt people, Uncle Yang said to me, those people were originally very rich, he just took a little bit, that's not a penny?

Until seven days later. The group of tourists, who had bravely followed the little girl's guide, were introduced into Vietnam and found a hole in the side of a waterfall......

Uncle Yang was caught by the girl he regarded as a little girl.

Before those people entered the cave, the little girl made a trap and hung Uncle Yang.

Uncle Yang's appearance became a tool for the girl to prove her ability, because when Uncle Yang was tied up and approached these people up close, these travelers all admired the girl's ability to survive outdoors.

The girl persuaded Uncle Yang to go with them into the cave, knowing that it was a secluded socialist society.

Uncle Yang, like many illiterate ordinary people, may not know much, but the word socialist society has always been the object of their yearning - there is a carefree and equal Datong society.

Uncle Yang was persuaded. With those men, he followed the girl who already had the momentum of a leader into the cave.

After a few hours of travel, they reached that place......

Uncle Yang lived there for a month, a month without worrying about food and clothing.

There were a lot of people out there, and everyone was doing their job, just as God was arranging everyone's functions. Only they, the outsiders, enjoy clothing, food, shelter, and transportation for nothing. Uncle Yang even found that he could go in and out of any local woman's room at night without being attacked.

For Uncle Yang, it was heaven.

If he hadn't noticed that the number of people who came in with him was decreasing day by day.

Uncle Yang noticed the anomaly, but he couldn't get any closer to the hole he had come in—it was heavily guarded, and it was definitely not a place he could traverse.

Uncle Yang's spiritual sense had been cultivated since he was rummaging through dead people's items on the battlefield, he trembled, and he felt the approach of death.

He went to look for the girl and tried to leave the place, but then the guard in front of the girl's door told him that the girl had gone to pick up the next group of visitors.

Uncle Yang seemed to understand something, and suddenly discovered the strangeness of the matter.

He tried to escape, but was found again and again. They didn't beat him badly, they didn't do anything to hurt him, they just persuaded him to stay, to stay in this paradise.

In the end, Uncle Yang escaped. He has crossed the Sino-Vietnamese border many times, escaped death countless times, he knows the geography of the mountains and rivers here, and even hears the chirping of birds and insects can tell how far away the danger is from him.

He escaped from the waterway, and although he nearly choked to death, he still woke up on the shore of the water near a small village in Vietnam.

If it weren't for the mastery of his Vietnamese over the years, perhaps he would have been slaughtered as Chinese. But he came back, by instinct, not intelligence.

When Uncle Yang returned home, he smoked alcohol more seriously all day long by reselling the items he had buried, and that place deeply stimulated him.

Half a year later, after getting drunk, he met the girl who made him decide whether he lived or died again. The girl didn't recognize him, thanks to his chin and neck, which had grown from the lesions of drinking for the past six months.

Uncle Yang was scared and triggered the family's inherited epilepsy on the spot.

It's ridiculous that the girl became his savior, and the girl even paid for his medical expenses after taking him to the hospital, and did not leave his name.

Do good deeds without leaving a name**Ah!

Uncle Yang doesn't think so.

In the newspaper in the corridor of the hospital, he saw a news: college students went to the border, a new feat of entrepreneurial tourism.

The content of the news is about a college student who came to Daxin County to help the government develop tourism, and it is in a new model called "wilderness survival experience" abroad. This feat has been strongly supported by the county government and leading cadres at all levels in Chongzuo City, and calls on local aspiring young people who have achieved academic success to return to their hometowns to contribute to the construction of their hometowns, and the government will give all-round support in all aspects.

Uncle Yang was frightened, even though there were no photos on the news. His mind began to blur, and his behavior became more and more erratic, and he drank heavily all day long, and when he was drunk, he ran to the door of the guest house and told outsiders he had never seen what he had experienced.

In this small town, everyone treats Uncle Yang as a poor person. The locals did not believe it, and they advised outsiders not to believe it.

Until one day, Bai Huo met Uncle Yang who was already drunk at the door of the guest house. Coincidentally, Bai Huo, as a drunken Northeasterner, was very dissatisfied with Uncle Yang and glanced at him......

After Bai Huo sent Uncle Yang to the hospital, Uncle Yang told him about what happened to him.

"You must be careful of that girl, she has deceived so many people, and she will definitely deceive more people." Uncle Yang repeated this sentence countless times when he recounted this incident.

I have no doubt that Uncle Yang's words, like many stories I have heard at the beginning, are all about whether the narrator can explain the details that no one can make up. I can also hear that Uncle Yang has repeated this story countless times, but his heart of exhortation to others is serious every time.

Liu Songming glanced at me, and after a moment's thought, I took the jade pendant in my hand—a faint green light was emitting from it.

"It's not far from that place." I took a deep breath and didn't hide the fact that the jade pendant was glowing.

Uncle Yang's eyes were attracted by my jade pendant, and he stretched out his hand in a ghostly manner......

"What are you doing?" I took a step back, my eyes widened, and my other hand instantly pulled out the dagger from my waist, "This thing is not something you can touch!" ”

Uncle Yang raised his hand to make a throw, but the greed in his eyes was unobstructed, and at this juncture, he also glanced at the bronze dagger in my hand, and his eyes turned a few times. Apparently, he even had a crush on my dagger.

I gave Liu Songming a look, meaning that keeping this person would be a scourge, what should I do?

Liu Songming made a gesture to wipe his neck.

I shook my head and said to Uncle Yang, "To tell you the truth, the place we are going to is the place you have been." If you want to go, I'm in charge, I'll take you with me. ”

"It's going to die! I'm going to die! "Uncle Yang was so frightened by me that he ran to the side and wanted to jump out of the car and escape.

Liu Songming grabbed him and said viciously: "You show us the way, and we'll let you go when we get there." Otherwise...... I'm sorry, you went in with us! ”

Uncle Yang was so frightened that he trembled, and he was about to roll his eyes and commit another sheep epilepsy.

Bai Huo took out a military kettle from his bag and shouted, "Go on." ”

I caught the kettle and asked, "Da Baihuo, why are you giving me this?" ”

"You have to use alcohol to deal with alcoholics. This is the authentic old white dry that I brought from Beijing, 72 degrees. Bai Huo replied.