The ancestors who lived here relied on the mountains to eat the mountains, buried themselves in trees after death, absorbed the aura of the earth, bathed in the glory of the sun, moon and stars, and lived with heaven and earth.

As a result, a special form of funeral was formed - tree burial.

We locals call it "mourning".

When I was a child, I saw some dried corpses hanging on trees in the back mountain of Baigupo, all of them were poor families, there was no coffin book, the corpses were tied to the branches with tree vines, and the trunk was used as a tombstone, engraved with the name of the deceased, and not a penny was spent.

But the tree burials I've seen are normal.

And the big tree and the big bird's nest that Wu Yeshen said are not normal at all!

Although I don't know much, haven't been there or seen it, but I've heard rumors that say:

There was once a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old who accidentally fell into the hollow where the grass and trees grew wildly, and there was no sense of direction in it, and he couldn't get out, and he walked deeper and deeper.

The family searched for him all night but couldn't find him.

Early in the morning, the little boy came back on his own, and at first behaved normally, telling his family about his fall into the hollow, and how he got out, all normal.

However, during breakfast, the family noticed that the little boy was biting his fingers, so they asked, "Eat well, what are you biting your fingers for?"

The little boy said, "I have something in my hands, and it's uncomfortable."

The family looked at the little boy's hand, but didn't see anything, thinking that the little boy was naughty and didn't want to eat, so they taught a few lessons.

The little boy ate and began to bite his fingers again.

The family was very angry and grabbed the little boy's arm and tried to hit him, but the moment they pulled the little boy's fingers out of his mouth, he suddenly fainted on the ground.

At some point, the boy bit off half of his finger.

The most horrible thing is that there is no bloodshed, and the family has not found out when it was bitten off.

The finger that was bitten off looked very much like white lime in section, and the white lime stained with water could not see the flesh and skin.

Word spread throughout the village.

The old people in the village have told the superstitious legends of the hollow.

Some people say that there is a dryad in that hollow, and if you touch your fingers, you will be infected with yin poison, but fortunately you bite it off early, otherwise your whole body will become like that.

Some people say that the hollow is a cemetery, and many people were buried there a long time ago, so the soil is fertile and the vegetation is lush.

Some people say that in the early years, some hunters had seen a mourning on the tree, and they would move, and they died a few days after they were scared back, and they were crazy before they died, saying that they had seen a fairy.

The superstitious things spoken by the old people are not accepted by the young people.

The village chief organized a group of people to enter the depression, and saw a towering tree in the central area, surrounded by more than a dozen adults, the branches were bent and twisted, spreading in a radial shape, and piercing into the soil, forming a strange tree and vine umbrella, very much like a heart with blood vessels.

The brave man climbed up along the vine and saw an ancient coffin on it, the coffin was directly carved out of the trunk, and it was one with the tree.

That's all I know.

There is no following.

Because this is not my village, when I came to hunt birds, I heard that the stories all happened before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and no one can tell clearly.

All I know for sure is that there is a big tree in the hollow, and there is a coffin hanging from the tree, and many mischievous children are scared out of their way when they go in.

So when Wu Yeshen told me about the big tree and the big bird's nest, it really scared me, and I didn't want my fingers to turn into white lime.

But I can't help but go.

If Wu is in the hollow at night, there are only two situations:

1. He is an ordinary person, and if he strays into the depression, he may encounter danger.

Second, he is the descendant of a witch, not afraid of danger, and wanders around.

In either case, I have to go, at least he is a member of Xun Qianling's group, and his comfort is related to Xun Qianling, and I can't sit idly by.

After a moment's thought, I walked in the direction of the hollow.

The hollow is very close to my place, after all, I have been running for a morning, and I am almost on the edge, and two steps further I can see the dense hollow jungle.

When I got to the front, I realized that the depression was not in the hunting area, it was separated by a fence of iron nets, and at a glance, the vegetation on the opposite side was like a mountain, and it was dark, and the two sides were not a world at all.

I climbed over the barbed metal wall.

When I jumped down, I couldn't see my feet, so I slipped directly into the hollow, and slipped far away in the weeds.

After standing firm, there are big wet leaves on the front and back, left and right, I have not been on the mountain for too long, I can't tell what kind of plant it is, it looks like an enlarged version of mint leaves.

In the autumn season, there is not a single yellow leaf in the hollow, the shade is cool and damp, and the humidity makes me feel like my skin is oozing water.

It's not a big deal.

Since I dare to come, it means that I have the ability to travel freely here.

As he walked, he stepped on a person's skull, it was slippery, and he fell to the ground without standing firmly, and the sound of broken bones rattled.

It's not my bones, it's the corpse on the ground that I crushed several ribs and almost pierced my ass.

I got up and looked, the corpse was not big, like a minor, it should have died here in recent years, corpse