It is estimated that many people who have been to Dali know that Baba is a famous local food, which is a bit like the fire I usually eat, but the materials and production techniques are more detailed. I heard that there are many types of baba, but I didn't try all the baba orally, and I only ate Xizhou's broken crispy baba.

This kind of crispy baba has a crunchy taste, moderate salty and sweet, and when you eat it in your mouth, it is indescribably delicious. The last time I ate it was seven years ago, but I still remember it.

But for me fifteen years ago, the word baba could only mean one thing.

When Master said these words to me, I felt a chill in my heart.

Baba? Isn't that ...... What's that? Could it be that my master thinks that the corpse oil and corpse pill are not disgusting enough, and is determined to eat that thing?

I suspected that I had misheard, so I asked Master tentatively, "Master, what did you just say, what do you want to eat?" ”

With an intriguing smile on his face, my master said in a very slow, very clear tone, "Ba, ba." ”

I'm going to it, it's really poop!

Looking at the extremely strange smile on Master's face, the cold hairs on my back stood up.

I looked at Liang Houzai, but found that the expression on Liang Houzai's face was actually very expectant, looking at him like that, it seemed that he was very willing to try the taste of poop.

Not only Liang Houzai, but I also saw that Senior Brother Zhuang and Senior Brother Feng also had a flat expression, and they didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with eating baba.

Liang Houzai grew up in Guizhou when he was a child, and in Guizhou, there are many delicacies called baba, such as cake baba and artichoke baba, all with the word "baba".

Not only Guizhou, but also Sichuan, where Senior Brother Zhuang lives, also has famous food in the name of Baba, although Senior Brother Feng and I are fellow villagers, but he has a wide range of knowledge and knows what Baba is in Master's mouth.

I was the only one who thought Master was going to take me to eat...... Well, I thought that except for me, Master and Brother were all crazy.

At noon that day, Master really took me to a "Baba Shop" shop, which had a big door number, on which was engraved a very down-to-earth store name, and after the store name, a suffix was added "Baba Shop", at first I thought how could there be such a shop, but after entering the store, I found that the whole hall was full of people.

At that time, I was very puzzled, how can so many people eat this thing?

What's even more hateful is that there was a fried stinky tofu in front of the Baba shop that day, I don't know what that person was frying, but I could smell the smell of his pot, I thought it was the smell of Baba Baba.

When I was eating, my mood was very complicated, I thought that Master and they would not really order poop, until the end of the meal, I did not see the unsightly picture in my imagination.

Master finished eating very early, and sat next to me all the time, looking at me with a weird smile, and when I finished eating, Master laughed twice and asked me, "How is it, is the poop delicious?" ”

I looked at my master in amazement: "I didn't eat poop? ”

As soon as I said this, Liang Houzai and the two senior brothers gave me very puzzled looks, and then I heard the master say, "The things you just ate as butter cakes are poop." ”

I exclaimed, "No, those cakes are made with X (I really don't want to type that word)?" ”

Liang Houzai just took a sip of tea, when a "poof" sound came out, and then he laughed with my senior brother Feng Zhuang.

The laughter of the three of them at that time was like this: "Hahahahaha, ahh Ha! Ha! Ha! , hey, hey, hahahaha, haha! Ha! Oops, aha, alas, heh! Scold! Scold! Scold! Ahem, hey, hey, hey......"

It's the first time I've seen them laugh like this, it's a completely uncontrollable kind of laughter, and at the end of the laugh, I'm worried that they'll laugh and pull away.

What a disgusting thing, what's so funny?

Later, my master explained to me, "The thing you eat is called baba, and the baba here in Yunnan is also called bait, and it is made of rice." Alas, you kid is really, what do you think about all day? ”

Just for this matter, Liang Houzai and Senior Brother Zhuang and Senior Brother Feng teased me for an afternoon.

After eating, Senior Brother Zhuang drove us around Dali in a car.

Master said before that he would take us to Dali for a day, but Dali is a place, where can we play in a day, in addition to Dali, we also went to Lijiang and Yulong Snow Mountain, these two places alone cost us three full days.

Fortunately, Master didn't always urge Liang Houzai and me to do our homework as in the past, and for a whole week, he took us to various scenic spots near Dali.

Although I have had a lot of hiking experiences and visited many beautiful places since then, I have never been able to follow Master so heartlessly and without scruples to enjoy the mountains and rivers like that time.

To this day, there are only three places that I will never forget. The first one is the Soul Village, where I am my roots; The second is the homeland where I was born and raised, and the third is Dali.

Seven days later, we left Dali and returned to Sichuan.

It has been nearly ten days since the ghost market ended, most of the merchants had already left Sichuan, and the small inn under the name of Jisoul Village had become deserted again, and Senior Brother Zhuang had arranged a room for us as usual.

On the night of checking into the hotel, Wang Dafu called and said that he had already dealt with Li Erdan's affairs, but he still decided not to come to Sichuan first, and planned to follow a few soldiers back to the army to see if he could find his military registration file.

At that time, it was not Wang Dafu himself who called us, but a soldier who followed us into the village, and he also saw that Wang Dafu was a lot old and it was not safe to stay alone in the village, so he applied to the army, and stayed in the village to accompany Wang Dafu during the days when Li Erdan was not buried.

According to the soldier, everything he said to my master on the phone was written down on paper by Wang Dafu and asked him to read it out, and he sometimes mispronounced the words or pronounced them inaccurately, and Wang Dafu was still on the sidelines: "Ah! Yes! He shouted, as if to help him correct him.

After hanging up the phone, the master talked to Senior Brother Zhuang about the fake Wang Dafu, Senior Brother Feng can be regarded as a master of reasoning and judging cases, but he can't say a reason for Wang Dafu's matter.

That same night, Liang Zi also called to report his safety.

Early the next morning, Brother Feng bought a train ticket, and in the afternoon of the same day, I finally got on the train back to Shandong.

In just over half a month since I left home, from the ghost market to the tomb of the Dragon King, I have walked a few times from the edge of life and death and come back, but no matter what I have experienced, life will eventually return to peace.

At least, on the surface, it is necessary to return to calm.

After returning to Shandong this time, it is not far from the big test in my life - the high school entrance examination, some people may think it is strange, I was only thirteen years old at the time, why am I about to face the high school entrance examination.

I have to explain here that I was born in the ninth month of September in 87, and after Halloween in 2001, I was still more than a month away from turning 14, and before Halloween, I had already entered the third year of junior high school.

When I was in junior high school, it was just in time for the education reform, and the primary school changed from five years to six years, and the junior high school changed from four years to three years. So I only went to five years of elementary school plus three years of junior high school, and nine years of compulsory education is actually only eight years for our group.

And after the third year of junior high school, I obviously feel that the progress of learning has accelerated a lot, and the intensity is greater than before, the junior high school where I am located is also a famous school in the local area, and the experimental middle school is equally famous, these two schools are competitors, one to the third year of junior high school, all kinds of mock exams followed, both schools want to crush each other in the next year's high school entrance examination.

Later, many people said that the competition between the two schools at that time hurt us students, and some parents protested, saying that they were going to carry out some kind of education reform.

I don't like to study in the first place, so when this kind of remark reached my ears, I suddenly felt as if I had become a tool in the competition of the school, and I felt very uncomfortable.

But my master didn't see it that way, my master said that thanks to our county-level city with two schools of similar quality, we can still engage in competition, and if one is the only one, we are the ones who will suffer. If there is no competition, the two schools will not be painstakingly studying teaching and learning while pulling money everywhere to improve the infrastructure in the schools.

As for my increasing pressure on my schoolwork, my master also said that this kind of thing should also be looked at separately, on the one hand, because there is competition between schools, we do have more schoolwork, but from another point of view, this can be regarded as an experience.

Master said that the pressure we experience when we go to school is different from the pressure we endure when we go into society, because the pressure when we go to school only comes from schoolwork, and we only think about our academic performance every day. Regardless, resilience is useful at any point in life. He also made me think of my schoolwork as a kind of setback, telling me that some people will become more courageous when they encounter setbacks, and some people will retreat when they encounter setbacks, and as for what kind of person I want to become, Master told me to look at it.

When I was in my third year of junior high school, Master preached to me like this, and the content was like this.

It was only after a long time ago that I thought back to what Master said that year, and I generally understood what he meant, that is, he asked me to take the pressure of that time as a kind of practice, and to hone a tenacious and tenacious temperament. I probably want to be the kind of person who is not afraid of setbacks, so that I don't complain or run away when I encounter problems.

Many years from now, I will also preach the same thing to my disciples, but I can't do all these things myself, and my master probably can't do it either.