My hometown is in the Longling Mountains, Baigupo.

It is located at the junction of Shanxi, Hebei and Mongolian provinces, the end of the Yinshan Mountain Range, the traffic is blocked, the terrain is dangerous, and it does not belong to any province before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

It has now been developed into a tourist attraction, and the name has been changed to Baizhuang.

Only those aborigines who are old and whose loess covers their necks still remember the name of the village "Baigupo", and still pass on the bleak legend of the origin of "Baigupo" from word to mouth......

During the Great Song Dynasty, imperial examinations prevailed.

There is a pair of orphans living in the village, the male is called Fang Yuan, and the female is called Yue'er.

The two have depended on each other since childhood, and often go to the back mountain to cut some bamboo, make bamboo flutes, and sell them in the city in exchange for a meager income.

When I rested, I played the flute and painted music scores, and although the days were hard, they were full of happiness.

In the early autumn of that year, the imperial examination was approaching.

For ordinary people from poor backgrounds, the triennial imperial examination is the only way to get ahead, and Fang Yuan naturally will not miss it.

A poor scholar also has a champion dream.

Before leaving, Fang Yuan made a promise to Yue'er: "When I come back, I wish you a happy life!" ”

The two usually refer to each other as brother and sister, but in fact, they have long been in love, and they have been snuggling up to each other for many years, and no one has said anything about breaking the window paper, which is Fang Yuan's first euphemistic confession.

Yue'er nodded shyly and confessed:

"When you return, the candle will still be with you."

It means that it doesn't matter whether you can get fame or not, I just want to be with you day and night.

Now that they have confessed their relationship, the two collaborated to write a score, and on the day of their return from the scientific expedition, on the night of the candles in the cave room, you hold the recorder, I play the horizontal flute, and play a song of affectionate joy.

The next day, Fang Yuan packed his bags and took the only coils in his family to the capital thousands of miles away.

Walking for a month, sleeping in the open air, and arriving at the exam room with difficulty.

Although Fang Yuan is a citizen of the grassland, he is talented, his elegant calligraphy, and an innovative article have made him a highlight among the candidates of this year.

However, the simple young man from the mountains, who knows that the people in the outside world are sinister and his performance is too eye-catching, and he will inevitably touch the interests of some children of official eunuchs.

It can be said that the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, and the line is higher than the people, and the people will not be it.

Fang Yuan's article was finally judged to have serious reactionary tendencies, and disaster fell from heaven!

Reactionary is a capital crime, the most serious crime under the imperial power, the worst is to punish the nine clans, the lightest is to kill the head to make an example, the lightest must also sit in prison and be tortured to death!

The life of the common people is not as good as a weed.

It's been three months since the news reached my hometown.

Yue'er looked forward to Fang Yuan's return day and night, looking forward to the sound of flowers, candles and flutes, who would have thought, but what she was looking forward to was a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

It's been three months, and I'm afraid Fang Yuan's body has already been separated and left for Huangquan!

The moment she heard the bad news, Yue'er thundered like thunder and fainted directly on the side of the road.

The villagers were afraid of being implicated, so they avoided it and ignored it coldly.

Since then, Yue'er still goes to the back mountain every day to fold some bamboo, make bamboo flutes, and sell them in the city, and her life does not seem to have changed.

It's just that every sunset, the ethereal sound of flutes will sound on the hillside.

A weak woman with a humble status, unable to move an inch in the chaotic times, can only watch alone on the hillside, turning the endless pain in her heart into notes and telling herself.

Day after day......

coincided with the war on the frontier, the people were struggling to make a living, and all the prisoners in the prison were sent to the frontier to fill the army, and Fang Yuan was among them!

Although it is said that the army is also a life of nine deaths, at least it did not immediately spill blood on the guillotine and cry out for injustice to go to Huangquan.

It's a pity that the news is not well-informed, and when it was transmitted back to his hometown, half a year had passed.

Winter has arrived.

At this time, Yue'er was weak and haggard, dressed in thin clothes, like a withered wildflower, repeating a monotonous and hopeless life.

She still sits on the desolate hillside every day, playing the desolate flute in the afterglow of the setting sun.

On this day, I suddenly heard good news, and it was like a dream!

A mouthful of blood stained the flute blood-red......

Yue'er fell on the hillside and never got up again.

A kind old woman in the village carried Yue'er down the hill and found that Yue'er had exhausted her breath, died of incense, and had no power to return to the sky.

When she was dying, after a short period of reflection, Yue'er knew that she was going to die, and she actually said an incredible wish.

She said:

"When I die, please carve my bones into flutes......"

"If Fang Yuan can return safely, please hand over the bone flute to him, and let me accompany him to play a song under the Nine Springs to see you in the next life."

When the old woman heard this, she was shocked.

The human bone is made into a flute, which is simply appalling!

It is against the will of heaven and a great rebellion!

This old woman is not an ordinary person, she is a witch with an ancient heritage, and she presides over the annual sacrificial activities in the village.

Grandmother told Yue'er: "The bones of man are gathered by the aura of heaven and earth, and after death, they should be put into the yellow earth and returned to nature!" Only in this way can you be reincarnated! ”

The implication is that if you make a flute into a skeleton and live forever in the world, you will go to eighteen layers of hell after death, and you will never be able to live forever!

Yue'er is young, she is not superstitious, and she doesn't care if there is hell in the underworld, she just wants to complete the agreement with Fang Yuan - on the day of the return from the scientific expedition, on the night of the candles in the cave room, you hold the recorder, I play the horizontal flute, and play a soulful chorus together......

Such a stupid idea.

"In the dream, the flute sounded several times, and the dream returned to Jiuquan with a smile, and the lovesickness was accompanied by the rest of the year......" Yue'er said this last sentence, tightly pulled her grandmother's sleeve, opened a pair of begging eyes, and lost her breath.

Grandma was touched, and in the end she really did a very, very cruel thing, and actually made Yue'er's bones into nine bone flutes!

In order to ensure the luster and texture of the bones, it is necessary to maintain blood circulation, and the heart must not stop, that is, the bones must be taken while the person is still alive!

As a witch who has been passed down from generation to generation, the grandmother naturally has the means, she uses the pill to make the breathless Yue'er forcibly continue her life, and then uses a sharp silver knife to cut the flesh and skin, stagger the joints, drain the bone marrow, and take out nine long bones such as calves, arms, heart ribs, and collarbones......

During the whole process, the heart was pounding all the time, and it was indescribably bloody, which can be described as a precedent for vivisection!

The original words recorded in the village history are: "Blood is splashed like a house full of red color, and the pain is far more than Ling Chi a thousand times ......"

What kind of torture did a weak woman who had just turned 16 go through before her death has been covered up in the mire of history with the passage of time, leaving only a few words for future generations to relate.

Nine bone flutes, carved for 7749 days, as crystal clear as white jade, sealed in the bronze coffin.

After doing this, my grandmother committed suicide by taking poison.

At this time, Fang Yuan was throwing his head and spilling blood on the frontier.

Perhaps it was Yue'er's spirit in the sky who silently blessed Fang Yuan countless times and miraculously survived countless battles!

even designed to capture enemy generals alive and made great achievements.

has no choice but to be guilty, there is only punishment and no reward, and he will always be cannon fodder at the forefront.

Year after year.

Ten years of bloody rain, the once handsome country boy has become an iron-clad man in the baptism of war.

The only thing that remains unchanged is his longing for Yue'er.

For ten years, Fang Yuan has been thinking about Yue'er every day and night, if he is not around, the silly girl will definitely be bullied, and her life must be very hard.

I don't know if Yue'er is married, and if her husband treats her well......

Fang Yuan didn't know anything.

This year, the turning point of fate finally befell Fang Yuan, the mediocre emperor died, and a new generation of Ming monarchs ascended the throne, greatly reformed the style, and reorganized the country.

Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

Fang Yuan's outstanding military exploits in the frontier were rediscovered, and the emperor personally named Zhenyuan the general, and was rehabilitated along with the unjust case of the year, and the belated title of champion was finally put on Fang Yuan's head.

At this point, the general who is both civil and military has become famous.

His deeds were widely spread, setting off a wave of worship among the people, and everyone admired him!

Fang Yuan was wearing armor and riding a horse, and finally returned to his familiar homeland after ten years, and those who were once indifferent all flocked to the entrance of the village to bow down and greet him, and the sound of gongs and drums shook the sky.

Fang Yuan looked for Yue'er in the crowd, even if Yue'er was already a wife, she would always be his most beloved sister.

"When I come back, I wish you a happy life."

How could Fang Yuan forget this promise.

However, the ending is destined to be sad, because of the information asymmetry back then, all Yue'er received was the bad news of being late, plus the malicious rumors of the villagers, and finally defeated the helpless weak woman.

A sheet music, nine bones......

It is all the relics left by Yue'er.

When these things were placed in front of Fang Yuan, the heavens seemed to feel the sorrow of the common people, and in an instant, lightning and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down.

Even if Fang Yuan didn't want to believe that it was Yue'er's bones, he must have recognized the score, which was a piece he and Yue'er composed together before leaving, and on the day of returning from the scientific expedition, they would play a soulful song together......

After ten years, things are not people.

Fang Yuan knelt down in front of Yue'er's bones, and did not get up for three days and three nights.

Grandma's descendants told Fang Yuan: "Mother-in-law has a word, if you can blow the nine bone flutes at the same time, when you dream back at midnight, Yue'er will appear in front of you......"

On this night, the moon is in the sky.

Fang Yuan sat on the hillside, blowing the bone flute against the bright moon in the night sky, one after another, one after another, and the whole village heard the soul-stirring flute, like a girl's cry, and many people burst into tears in their sleep.

Yue'er didn't show up.

Of course, people can't be resurrected after death, Fang Yuan wouldn't be stupid enough to really believe that Yue'er could turn from a pile of white bones into a big living person, besides, people only have one mouth, and it is impossible to play nine flutes at the same time.

Fang Yuan knew that it was his grandmother's white lie, and he just wanted him to live in hope for the rest of his life.

After dawn, people found Fang Yuan lying on the hillside......

Maybe the way men express their emotions is not as exposed as women, and not even a single tear will fall, but General Fang Yuan's feat of drawing his sword and killing himself for a woman who has been dead for ten years is wordless and affectionate.

When the emperor heard this, he was moved to tears, ordered a thick burial under the hillside, and personally gave the inscription:

"The red flowers fall for thousands of miles, and the bright moon shines alone on the white bone slope."

This is the origin of the White Bone Slope.

Today, thousands of years have passed, and we don't have to care about how much the legend is true, but should use it as a flaunt to reflect on our increasingly impetuous love.

However, there are always curious people who look at things from different angles.

In 1965, a group of tomb robbers blew up the mausoleum of General Fang Yuan with explosives.

And so the story begins here......