Seeing that the wedding date in Zhang Debao's letter was coming, Hungry and Mazi were also very anxious, and originally planned to wait for the old grandson's condition to ease a little in a few days, and then the two of us went to the grassland to explore the ancient tomb, but now that there is a date limit, we also have to set off in advance to attend Zhang Debao's wedding, and visit the so-called samurai tomb by the way. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Debao seems to be stingy, maybe he married a daughter-in-law with 500 yuan in his hand, he was so happy that he actually spent money to hire an ox cart to pick us up, and the excited Mazi praised again and again: "It's different to be rich!" ”

There are a lot of people who drive the ox cart, he is the eldest son of the master of Kaburi, who came back from the city because of Zhang Debao's marriage, and originally only planned to drink some wedding wine or something with a gift, but he didn't expect to become a coachman, anyway, thinking that he could earn two yuan, he agreed to be this coachman.

The eldest son of Master Kabuzh is called Halbara, which means "black tiger" in Mongolian, I see that he has a dark complexion, a burly figure, and a black tiger, his voice is extremely loud, and he does not need to look back to drive this ox cart, and we can hear the sound of shouting clearly and even harshly!

"Alas, you are my Abba's friends, that is my friends, they are all friends, so don't be polite, my ox cart is slow, wouldn't it be good for us to chat!" As soon as Halbara's deep and powerful voice was shouted, it seemed to be an order, so that we couldn't refute it, and we also laughed: "Good chat, we Northeast people don't like to go out in winter, so we chat on the hot kang at home!" ”

Like his Abba, Halbara is also an alcoholic, the wine bottle does not leave him, and now the grass on the grassland has sent out tender shoots, a piece of green, and the wind is more warm than two months ago, the wind carries the faint fragrance of grass, coupled with the fragrance of wine in the wine bottle, which makes people feel like they want to die, fluttering and refreshing.

Mazi said: "The wine in this grassland smells more fragrant than the wine in our northeast, and the two of us will also go to some Mongolian wine, which will definitely be sold at a good price!" ”

Before I could speak, Halbara spoke first: "Hey, where, I still think that your wine in the Northeast is sweet, and it is warm and hot in the stomach, especially in the winter, after a few sips, the whole body is warm, not to mention how comfortable!" ”

Through the interval between the two of them, I can be considered to be able to pick up the conversation: "This Mongolian wine and Northeast wine have their own merits, there is no way to compare who is good and who is bad, just like who doesn't say that their hometown is good, this may be because they drink too much wine, and they think that their own wine does not taste as other people's wine!" ”

Mazi glanced at me and shouted at Halbala: "See, big brother, Lao Xu, this guy can fucking make foreign words, this little talk to you is a set of sets, if you really drink wine, I think he will have to pick your Mongolian wine to drink first!" ”

When I saw that Mazi was making trouble, I kept silent and let him go. The ox cart went very slowly, the old cow occasionally lowered his head and stopped to chew a few mouthfuls of grass, it was even slower, it didn't know our situation, not in a hurry, I also admitted, I didn't expect Mazi and Halbara to seem to have forgotten the purpose of our coming, the two of them laughed and chatted hotly, and they didn't look anxious, and finally even threw the whip back into the car, and let the old cow go home by himself, I couldn't help it, so I simply opened my mouth and chatted with the two of them again.

I saw the two of them finish chatting about the advantages and disadvantages of Mongolian wine and Northeast wine, and began to talk about their respective work and the interesting and bizarre strange things they have encountered over the years.

This trip to Yunnan is indeed bizarre enough, although I keep interrupting, Mazi language expression ability has problems, but this does not affect the thrilling degree of the story, listening to Harbara is also fascinated, said that there is a chance to go to the Miaojiang ancient village to see, visit.

From the rat-eared black spotted snake to the scorpion to the strange flower, the whole story was told in a mess by the pockmarks, and it took more than an hour, and the old cow walked safely for more than an hour, and also walked out a few kilometers away, but it was still far away from the old master's house in Kabri.

Seeing that Mazi closed his mouth, Harbara turned his eyes to me again: "Brother Xu, you see that this old Zhang brother has such a bizarre story, do you have to have one?" ”

I said in my heart, I just fucking this one story in my heart, and let Mazi finish telling me, and now I'm still telling a fart, so I had to laugh and say: "I have too little life experience, and I can't compare with you, the old Zhang brother, his stomach is full of stories, let's listen to him continue!" ”

Mazi hurriedly said: "I don't have a story either!" I go to sell socks every day, where did I get so many stories, big brother, don't listen to Lao Xu's nonsense! ”

Seeing that we both had no stories, Halbara turned around, picked up the whip from the cart, and whipped it on the cow's buttocks, and the old cow was beaten coldly, and with a wild scream, he quickened his pace.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to be frozen by me, I quickly patted Halbara's generous back and said, "Big brother, we are not in a hurry, why whip this hard-working old cow?" Come, turn around, we don't have a story, you've lived on this prairie for decades, you should have encountered some bizarre things, weird stories, right? ”

Seeing my kind and enthusiastic face, Halbara put down the whip and smiled: "Of course there is a story, but it is far worse than the story of Brother Zhang just now, so I am embarrassed to tell it!" ”

I laughed in my heart, as far as the story of Mazi is concerned, how many people can experience it, and they can survive to tell it to others, it should be unique in this world, and it is normal to have a bizarre story without him, but whether his story is wonderful or not, I must listen to this story, why do you say that? All bizarre things will inevitably be inextricably linked with some mysterious things, and it may not be related to any ancient tomb, which is called "asking the law" according to the jargon in the inverted bucket.

Don't look at the inverted bucket most of the physical strength and yin and yang feng shui method, but to be specific, it is also related to many things in traditional Chinese medicine, such as the traditional Chinese medicine talks about "looking, smelling, asking, and cutting", and there is also this "looking, smelling, asking, and cutting" in this inverted bucket, this so-called "hope" is to rely on its own yin and yang feng shui method, to use your eyes to see the terrain layout, the trend of mountains and rivers, to see where there are dragon veins, where is the best place for feng shui. This "smell" is to smell by the nose, some inverted masters, just by virtue of the soil brought out by the Luoyang shovel, with the nose so smell, you can smell whether there is an ancient tomb below, how deep the ancient tomb is buried, and even more can smell what dynasty this ancient tomb is, it is not magical. Besides, this "ask" is to get in touch with the locals, so that the locals lose their vigilance against you, tell you some local magical and strange phenomena, and then you use this to deduce where there is an ancient tomb, if you ask clearly, it is much more convenient and easy than the first two methods, and then the "cut", that is, after entering the ancient tomb, you must cut the "key point", and the digging hole must be dug directly to the main tomb, otherwise if the digging is deviated, it will consume time and energy, and it is easy to be exposed, and it is really not worth it.

Sure enough, after such a long conversation and the fact that we knew his father, Halbara was really unwary of us, and opened his voice to us:

Let's just say what's going on? Halbara was not so strong when he was a child, and even a little weak, he had to get sick every once in a while, and he did not have the strong bloodline of the nomads, and it was better to say something in the summer, but this winter, the weather was cold, and the northwest wind was so whirring, you just see, if you don't come out of the yurt, you will get a serious illness, and you can't do anything about it when you are so anxious that Kaburi is in a hurry, sometimes you can't even find a doctor, and the disease of Halbara is like a disaster in the family, and everyone wants to avoid it, but it can't be avoided.

Cough and cold all day long, no one can stand it, let alone a child, Kaburi is very anxious, but can only be a lack of spare energy, this day suddenly came to the grassland a strange old man, wearing a coat and cloth shoes, a white beard, quite a bit of fairy bones, happened to come to Kaburi's house to beg for a bowl of water to drink, was invited by Kaburi into the yurt to sit down, originally just to beg for saliva to drink, this white-bearded old man never thought that Kaburi would be so enthusiastic about the hospitality of mutton and wine, He was really flattered.

According to what Halbara said, this white-bearded man should be a cultivator, and he has some attainments in enlightenment, he eats other people's meat and rivers people's wine, and has no money to pay, even if he is rich, he can't ask for it, but the white-bearded old man is anxious enough, and it just so happens that at this time of being at a loss, Halbara is sick, and he coughs and coughs in it, so shocked that Kaburi didn't even have time to say hello, so he ran inside to see his son, and the white-bearded old man pinched his fingers when he saw this, as if he knew something, When Kaburi came out again, he told Kaburi that the weather was better, and that he would take wine and beef and mutton to a low mountain more than ten miles north to pay respects, and that the child's illness would be cured.

Kaburi was also helpless, had to listen to the white-bearded old man's words, the next day with a few catties of mutton and horse ** wine to the north for more than ten miles, really encountered a low mountain, I don't know if it is the white-bearded old man said about the mountain, Kaburi also can't walk, so he put the sacrifice he brought to the ground, bowed a few times to the low mountain, and went home.