"It's too steep, it's going to take a lot of effort to get up!" I feel dizzy when I look at it.

"If all the herb pickers go to the bucket, we will have nothing to eat." The stallion sighed quietly.

"Claws? Scared? If it's too late to regret it now! The old yellow head said.

"Afraid of what? Growing up, I didn't know what to be afraid of! Uncle leads the way! "The stallion is dead.

"Haha, yes, there is a path next to this cliff nest that we have stepped on for generations to go up, but it has just rained and the road is a little slippery, notice a little ha!" Brother Huang kindly reminded us.

When I started climbing, I realized how difficult it was, and I often went to play indoor climbing, but compared to this road, it was simply the difference between kindergarten and the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

My stallion and I put snow chains on our hiking boots to make us feel a little more secure and comfortable on the ground.

We followed behind the Huang father and son, carefully observing their every move, they were cautious, and every time they landed, they had to go through careful consideration before stepping out.

The word "jump" hardly comes to their minds, and in the words of the old yellow head when he was chatting just now, the more sophisticated he is, the more timid he is.

The stallion and I followed them, moving slowly where they had stood, on the near-vertical cliff, like a snail to the top.

"Brother Huang, all you saw along the way was grass, where is your rope fixed at the top of the cliff?" We've climbed a few dozen meters high, and the stallion is as afraid of heights as I am, and he's probably afraid of accidentally looking underneath, so he distracts himself by talking.

"Don't worry, although most of the road is covered with straw cages, there is a small forest on the top of the cliff." Brother Huang said.

"There are groves on this bare cliff? Impossible, right? The stallion was skeptical.

I took a closer look at the rocks I was holding on to and said, "It's really possible, most of the structure of this cliff is made of quartz sandstone, this kind of stone is different from ordinary rocks, it can store water, if there is a small amount of soil at the top of the cliff, birds will drop or excrete the seeds of various trees on it, and in the long run, the seeds will sprout, and the trees will absorb enough water, and in this way, it will slowly grow into a small forest, which is a miracle of nature!" ”

"Brother Ouyang is a person who has read books, and he has a wide range of knowledge, we only know that there are trees on the high head, but we don't know how to cut it." Brother Huang said as he leaned on a protruding stone.

"I know how it grows, and it's useless if I can't climb it." I sighed.

Then we rested for a few minutes at a bend and continued to climb the winding cliff path for another half an hour until we reached the top of the cliff.

"Ahh Exhausted! Take a break first. The stallion let out a long breath and lay on his back on the ground. In the process of climbing, we got all over the mud, and we didn't bother to wipe it down and rest at the moment!

Now that it was dark, the Huang father and son gathered some firewood in the woods and built a bonfire.

The firewood here is more humid than the firewood in Funnel Mountain, and when the campfires are lit, they emit billowing smoke, and sometimes the wind changes direction, and the smoke can choke people.

"Uncle Huang, why don't you set off tomorrow morning, you have to come this afternoon, it's evening here, it's dark and it's not easy to do things." Stallions are curious babies.

"Brother Ma, you don't know wow, because it's better to pick 'full mountain fragrance' at night." Brother Huang replied.

"Oh? I want to hear about it! I gave the dry food in my backpack to the Huang father and son and asked.

"This 'Manshan Xiang', also known as 'Stone Ear Fragrance', is a kind of local bee that only has Momo Mountain after collecting plant sesame oil, flying to the hive made by the head of the cliff nest, this medicine yield is very low! It takes at least twenty or thirty years to grow the weight of fifty or sixty grams, and it is mainly used by people in the city to cure cancer, so it is very expensive! Brother Huang's explanation opened my eyes.

"So what does this have to do with collecting medicine at night?" The stallion struggled with this problem.

"This kind of bee that secretes 'full mountain incense' will enter a dormant state at night, which is convenient for picking, and divide the part without bees, leaving them a nest where they can live, if they come to pick during the day, the bees are easy to die, and the mountain god will blame!" The old yellow head explained.

"Oh! I see! The stallion finally unraveled the doubts in his mind.

After eating and drinking, Huang father and son firmly fixed the two sets of ropes on the two thickest trees, and then we dragged the rope together to the position where the rope was about to be lowered, originally I was going to use our own mountaineering rope, but Huang father and son did not agree to use, the reason is that the herb pickers can only use the method handed down by the ancestors when collecting medicine in the mountains, if other ropes are used, it is disrespectful to the ancestors, the mountain god will punish, and I and the stallion have to give up using their ropes.

The Huang family still followed the most traditional method of collecting medicine: after checking the rope inch by inch, they tied the hemp rope into a triangular knot that could cover the entire buttocks, and then tied the rope to the trunk of a tree or stone at the top of the mountain. If there is nothing left at the top of the mountain, then let a man sit at the top and tie one end of the rope around the person's waist and the other end around the person who picks the herb.

After discussion, the old yellow head and I went down first, and the stallion and Brother Huang were responsible for pulling the rope on it, and then Brother Huang slowly put the stallion down, and I and the old yellow head met the stallion in the cave.

Arrange it and get started! I sat on the knot with the old yellow head, and the stallion slowly sent the rope to the rhythm of Brother Huang's rope, the cold mountain wind whistling, I looked at the black and faint cliff under my feet, and felt the turbulent rope back and forth, and felt very nervous.

The old Huang Tou saw that I was nervous, and he began to talk to me to distract my nervousness, there are many precious medicinal materials in the mountains and valleys in the territory of the Huang father and son, such as Dendrobium officinalis, Dendrobium officinalis, Dendrobium grass, stone rice, stone dragon plate, a stick of incense, etc.

The reason why these herbs are precious is that they have a long growth period, very few quantities, and are extremely difficult for people to see and extremely scarce; Second, because they all grow on cliffs hundreds of meters or even kilometers high, it is extremely difficult to pick; Third, its medicinal and health care functions are very powerful, with anti-cancer, anti-cancer effects, can enhance human immune function, anti-aging and nourish yin and kidney and other functions, so the value is quite high, and the market price is expensive.

"It's here, it's still ten meters away!" The old yellow man's tone also had a hint of excitement.

I looked down, and by the starlight, I could see a black hole appear below.

"Baby, it's coming, pay attention!" The old yellow head beckoned to the top of the cliff.

"Got it, old man! When you arrive, drag the rope! Brother Huang echoed.

After a while, I and the old yellow head were able to step on the top of the cave, the old yellow head pulled the rope, and the stallion on the top followed the instructions of the big brother Huang to lower the position of me and the old yellow head to a height just enough to swing into and stopped.

"Hey!" The old yellow head and I swung into the cave one after another.

There were stones all over the place, no dirt, and when I stepped on the ground again, I found that my legs were still shaking uncontrollably, and Tinima's was scary, if it weren't for the clues of Apeng Valley, I wouldn't have come to kill me, and at the same time, my understanding of the word "down-to-earth" was deepened.

"Ouyang, catch me!" The stallion swooped in from outside the cave and knocked me to the ground.

"Oh my day, big stallion, you're hairy!" I got up in disgrace.

"Ouyang, don't blame me, I was the one who asked you to come down with the experienced Uncle Huang first, but I'm alone!" Stallion Trail.

"Okay, this time you are justified, first go and see the golden bottle that Uncle Huang said." I said as I loosened the rope that was tied to my body.

"In this cave, this is where I saw the golden bottle, or because there is a 'mountain incense' near here, I came to pick it, and then I saw that there is a cave, otherwise you will never see it below! I didn't even notice that there was a cave down here, and this must have been a reward from the mountain god! Old Yellow Man lit his torch and motioned for us to follow him inside.

The torches could only illuminate a few meters around us, and the cave was pitch black and the ground was full of potholes, but there seemed to be something magical in the cave that drew us forward.

We walked in for a while, and the old yellow head stopped and said, "I saw it in this place last time!" So saying, he took the torch and shone it around, and just as the light of the fire lit up ahead, I did see something golden in the depths of the cave.

"Did you see that?" The old yellow man asked.

"There's a flash of gold." The stallion and I were sure that the old yellow man was right.

"How? I, Huang Daping, have never lied in my life! Pick up this plate of stuff and shut up those who laugh at me! The old yellow head said indignantly.

As the light spots in front of us became bigger and bigger, more and more, and more smiles appeared on our faces, especially the old yellow head, who smashed his mouth excitedly: "Brother Ouyang, if it's all gold, do you have enough money to buy it?" ”

I was about to speak when a strange piece of music suddenly sounded in the cave for no reason, yes, it was music, as if someone was listening to a symphony in 8.1 channel high-end speakers, and it sounded in the cave.

"It's the voice again! Get lost! Don't bother me with the gold! The old yellow man suddenly roared loudly.

"Ouyang, something is wrong, apart from this weird music, do you feel the wind blowing?" The stallion said loudly.

"I feel it! When there is no wind, you don't hear the music, and the stronger the wind, the faster the tempo of the music and the louder the sound. "I also find it quirky here.

"Ahh Ghost! I don't care about you! Don't come and pester me! "The old yellow head has become the same as when I saw it in the hospital that day.

"Uncle Huang! Wake up! "The old yellow man wanted to run out, but the stallion and I quickly grabbed him.

At this time, the wind stopped, the music gradually disappeared, and the old yellow head also regained consciousness.

"There's something weird here, before the wind comes, hurry up to the front and see what that golden light is!" I said in a deep voice.

"Good!" The three of us stumbled towards the deepest part of the cave together.

"It's !!" The stallion and I, the old yellow man, were stunned by what we saw.

In front of him is a stone wall, which is full of inlaid with a lot of gold bottles, but the old yellow head is not happy at all at the moment, because he is frightened, at the bottom of each gold bottle, there is a withered human head, these people have no ears and nose, their eyes are closed, their mouths are open, and the shapes of the openings are different, and they look very distorted and terrifying in the dim light, no wonder the old yellow head has been saying that there are ghosts in a trance just now. Could it be that they all made the sound just now?

"Hammer, what's this?" We all exclaimed.

"How long have these heads been here? Why is there no decay? If it's a zongzi, but there is no body, and there are no conditions for raising corpses here! There is no possibility of a corpse mutation. I wondered.

"Indeed, his grandmother's, is there nothing behind this stone wall? The wind just now is absolutely real, and Lao Tzu doesn't believe that it can come out of nowhere! The stallion said hatefully.

"Miao Wang Shiluo! Miao Wang Village! The old yellow head suddenly screamed.

"What's that?" Neither I nor the stallion had heard of it, nor had we heard of it from Kuanber.

"This is a story told to us by the old generation, Xiluo is a Miao king in Miao Jiang deep in Momo Mountain in ancient times, and his favorite thing to do in his life is to kill people and refine Gu, especially he likes to cut off the ears and noses of enemies and refine them into Gu." Seeing that it was okay, and I was with the stallion again, the old yellow head gradually calmed down and said to us.

"Wait, Uncle Huang, didn't you say that this golden bottle was cut off after the death and cremation of King Miao, put it in the golden bottle, hid it in the cave, and took it out for sacrifice in due time? How did it become cutting off the enemy's ears? I wondered.

"That ghost knows what's going on, these legends and stories are all sprinkled with wheat, each has its own words, this is a little bit of a gold bottle, first take one down for you to identify, we can count the money!" As he spoke, the old yellow man reached for the nearest golden bottle.

"Don't!" "Wait!" Before the stallion and I could stop it, the old yellow man had already taken the golden bottle down.

My heart is going to be bad, this place already has some characteristics of the ancient tomb, even if it is not an ancient tomb, it is also an important place of sacrifice, no matter whether Miao Wang Xiluo is a cruel and easy to kill person, the things here can't be touched, just kidding, if you go to Miao Jiang, ordinary houses don't invite you, you will be fooled if you rush in, not to mention that this is a monument related to Miao Wang.

"Oh, Mo, what are you nervous about? See! Golden bottles! The old yellow man rubbed the torch in the crack in the stone on the ground, and looked carefully at the golden bottle in the light of the fire.

Anyway, he took it down, then I'll take a look, this gold bottle round bottom, the middle is the belly of the bottle, the top is thicker, the lower the thinner, there is a bottleneck on the belly of the bottle, and then the top is a cap-like thing, and the bottle body is engraved with a butterfly pattern full of Miao style.

"It's a few hundred years old, and so is the Golden Vase." After reading it, I was secretly shocked, so many huge gold bottles are priceless!

"What did Brother Ouyang say? How much money does it take? "This is what the old yellow head cares about the most.

Anyway, if you don't take it, you can take it, and I was about to give him an estimate, "Oh my god, the eyes of this head are open!" Nima, can only be transformed into a corpse with only a head? I heard the stallion exclaim, and I thought to myself that this was really a big problem.