When I was seven years old, I experienced the destruction of my family, and it was three months after I escaped from the mountains, I was unkempt and dirty like a wild man, I was really hungry without eating for two days, and the most troublesome thing was the cold winter wax moon, and my clothes were already tattered, and I couldn't resist the biting cold wind.

I was shivering, cold, hungry and cold, and I was going to the field to see if I could find something to eat, but after walking for a long time, I saw a winter pear tree on the hillside, and just as I was about to climb up, someone dragged me to the ground from behind, and a rough hand pressed it tightly on my mouth.

In the dim moonlight, I saw a middle-aged man with a fierce look and a scar on his face, looking around vigilantly, unable to move no matter how much I struggled, and for a moment I didn't move, and the scar covered my mouth and dragged me deep into the woods.

Then I saw seven or eight people in strange clothes in the woods, gray one-piece cloaks without sleeves, completely blended in with the night, these people did not move I could not have noticed at all, they each held shovels, hoes and bamboo baskets in their hands, one of them sat on the stone and looked at the pocket watch in his hand, and glanced at me very calmly.

Scar lowered his voice and said, "Shopkeeper, I'm afraid it's a hook when I catch a bud, I don't know if there's a little lurking in the tree." ”

As soon as the seven or eight people around heard it, all the guys in their hands were thrown away, and they quickly took out a bright knife, and the middle-aged man known as the shopkeeper put away his pocket watch, and still replied to the scar without being surprised: "Shoulder to shoulder, read short, if you are a friend on the ligature, a bowl of water will be brought to everyone to drink, and the idea will come in and sweep the strip, and the piece will bite." ”

I was overwhelmed by the scars, and I was even more shocked when I listened to their conversations, these people were talking in black words, but fortunately, I had read some of my father's books, and I roughly understood what it meant, and the scars meant that I was a spy, and I was worried that there were other people lurking in the grass outside.

Side by side is the meaning of brothers, the short is not to make a sound, the one who is called the shopkeeper is to let these seven or eight people be vigilant, if it is a friend on the road who partners to seek wealth, if it is a share of the people who want to eat black, put it in and slash with a gun.

I bit on the scar's hand, he was in pain, grinning his teeth and didn't dare to make a sound, and threw me on the ground, I was already hungry and had no strength to be thrown to the ground dizzy, I guess I was also scared stupid at the time, and I struggled to get up and shake my head.

"I'm not a spy, no one else, I'm here looking for food."

As soon as these words came out of my mouth, the shopkeeper was stunned, and immediately became alert, and glanced at the others, the seven or eight people and the scars all cautiously sneaked into the grass.

I saw that the shopkeeper also had an extra knife in his hand, looking a little nervous, and after a long time everyone else came back, Scar shook his head at him, and the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, put away the knife and looked at me again for a long time.

"Can you understand what we're saying?"

I then realized why he was suddenly alert just now, after all, a seven-year-old child should not understand these black words, I nodded, and the shopkeeper took out his pocket watch and looked at it, his eyes fell on me, and asked me if I knew what they were doing?

I didn't dare to speak, these people seemed to know that it was not good stubble, Scar saw that I was silent for a long time, rushed up and kicked me to the ground, the necklace around my neck was hung up, and fell in front of the shopkeeper, Scar lowered his voice behind me and scolded: "This bud is not honest, and it is not a good bird to understand what we say, pretending to be stupid is not to clean up." ”

Scar cursed, kicked me again, saw that I still didn't say anything, and wrung me up from the ground, the most I learned in the past three months was how to live, picked up a stone from the ground, and smashed it on Scar's head, and suddenly the corners of his eyes cracked and blood flowed.

I guess Scar didn't expect me to resist, this time the smash was not light, I almost used all my strength, Scar covered the corners of his eyes and was angry, just wanted to rush over, I heard the voice of the shopkeeper behind me: "Enough, how can such a big person get on the bar with a thin baby." ”

Although Scar couldn't swallow this breath, he obeyed the words of the shopkeeper, and he could see that the shopkeeper was giving orders among these people, and he looked at me and asked again, do you know what they do.

"Digging sweet potatoes." I clenched the stone head and blurted out hot.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, even the scar that was smashed by me and the others looked at each other, and for a long time I saw a smile on the shopkeeper's face, of course, this digging sweet potatoes is not really digging sweet potatoes in the field, the black light is blind and talking black words in the wilderness, and you can guess that these people are not doing a legitimate livelihood without thinking.

The only thing that can be done is to rob the tomb, and robbing the tomb in the mountains and fields is called digging sweet potatoes.

"How do you know we're digging sweet potatoes?" The shopkeeper did not deny it and asked with a thoughtful smile.

If I had been older, I would have pretended not to know anything, but I was only seven years old at the time, and I was faced with a group of fierce people who didn't know where to go, and I just thought that they would let me go, and I raised my hand and pointed to the surrounding woods and replied.

Here are all tree gardens all around, dozens of acres of continuous together, Mingtang is a horse Pingchuan, the mountains come to the left and right, there are streams and rivers around Mingtang in front, there is a case mountain shape like auspicious lion Lingyun, this place is noble, such a place is an excellent place for feng shui, the descendants buried here must be infinitely gospel.

In Feng Shui, this pattern is called the Lion Descending Mountain, which is the best feng shui place, and the stone where the shopkeeper is sitting now is the location of the treasure cave, there must be a tomb below, and the people buried below are either rich or noble.

These are all I learned from my father's book into the ground, and when I finished speaking, almost everyone looked at me with a shocked face, and the shopkeeper's mouth was slightly open for a long time before he reacted, after all, these words came out of the mouth of a child who was only seven years old, and anyone who heard it would be surprised, and the shopkeeper asked curiously.

"Who taught you?"

"My dad."

"Where's your father?"

"Dead......" I said, my voice a little dark.

"What about your mother?" The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and his voice softened slightly.

"I haven't seen it." My answer was even more somber.

The shopkeeper didn't speak for a while, and suddenly a deafening sound of firecrackers in the distance startled me, only then did I know that it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and the firecrackers to welcome the new year made the silent late night noisy, and the shopkeeper nodded to the seven or eight people next to him.

I saw the cats pressing a handle in the woods, and the dull sound of popping came from the ground, but it was completely drowned out by the sound of firecrackers, and I realized that the shopkeeper had been watching the time, and that he was waiting for the sound of firecrackers to cover up the sound of the tomb robbery.

It didn't take long for someone to come back from the woods and nod to the shopkeeper, it seemed that he should have succeeded, and then the others began to prepare the ropes, and the shopkeeper calmly took out a wine jug and two white buns from his arms and said to the others: "Don't panic, it's still early, wait for the open air below." ”

In the cold wind, I saw the white bun in his hand, shivering coldly while swallowing saliva, the shopkeeper took a sip of wine, saw me suddenly smiled, and handed me the wine jug: "Take a sip and it will be warm." ”

I hesitated for a moment and pursed my lips timidly and walked over, took the flask and didn't want to drink it in a big gulp, the spicy wine burned so that I kept coughing, it was very strong wine for me who had never drunk it I couldn't bear it, my stomach was uncomfortable and wanted to vomit, but it was indeed a lot warmer.

The person next to me looked at me and laughed mockingly, and was not convinced, gritted his teeth and poured two more sips, the wine jug was snatched away by the shopkeeper, and he smiled proudly: "This little baby is still very strong, and it will be a difficult master in the future." ”

I picked up the necklace that had just been torn off from the ground, the stones on the pendant somehow separated, the shopkeeper's eyes fell on the necklace, the smile on his face was a little stiff and fixed on his face, and he took the necklace over.

"Give it back!" Once again, I clenched the stone in my hand, the last thing my father had left me.

"Where did you get this from?" The shopkeeper put away the smile on his face and asked seriously.

"My dad gave it to me." I glared at him angrily and replied.

"What's your father's name?" The shopkeeper didn't care about my reaction, and his expression became a little anxious.

"Gu Wu."

"Gu Wu......?!" The shopkeeper repeated the name in his mouth, looking a little dazed and confused, and it took a long time to return the necklace to me, but the stone on the pendant closed again, and I didn't care to tie it and wear it around my neck at that time.

I have been focusing on the white bun in the shopkeeper's hand, and he looked at me with a strange eye, the explosion in the distance gradually thinned, he probably saw me squirming at the white bun's constantly squirming Adam's apple, slowly handed the white bun to me, and then pointed to the hole that was just blown up not far away and asked meaningfully.

"Do you dare to go down?"

I don't know how deep the thief hole is, and I don't know what is inside, but for me, the temptation of the white bun in front of me is completely more than the fear of the thief hole, I didn't think about taking the white bun in the shopkeeper's hand, gobbling it up, and stubbornly wiping my mouth.

"Dare!"

The shopkeeper nodded to the others, the scar tied the rope to me and hung me down, the five fingers in the thief hole were pitch black, and it was about seven or eight meters down before my feet stepped on the end, and I stepped on the coffin when I turned on the flashlight that the scar handed to me.

The light of the flashlight passed through the decaying coffin, and I happened to see the corpses inside, and the only black holes left on the skull were staring at me gloomily.

With a shake of the hand, the flashlight fell to the ground, a few meters deep underground, I was a seven-year-old child, surrounded by darkness, there was a corpse with a skeleton left, cold sweat suddenly frightened out, groped for a long time to find the flashlight, and heard the scar on it angry scolding.

"What are you afraid of, there are only a few bones left in the dead, and they won't get up and bite you twice, don't grind like a girl underneath, and put everything you can move into a bag."

In the light I saw a sack hanging from above, and I took a scar from underneath.

"If you have the ability, you come down, who is afraid of who is raised by the little mother."

I'm really not afraid, since I was a child, I have seen more dead people than the people above, but just now I suddenly saw a little bit of a little unresponsive, and the scar was angry and continued to scold on it.

"Wang Ba calf, his mouth is still hard, see how Lao Tzu will clean you up later."

I ignored him and put all the things that could be taken down in the sack, and carried them back and forth several times, and when the last sack was pulled up, I never saw the rope put down again, and I was already cold in the cold winter, and I was even more shivering in the ground.

Suddenly, my father seemed to be particularly interested in tombs, and I remember that the most he said to me was that one person did not enter the temple, and the other did not look at the well.

Tomb robbery is a life of life, not only to see the treasure, more importantly, to see the people, the so-called Huashan is more dangerous, the tomb digging treasure is most afraid of seeing the wealth.

This group of people came here in the middle of the night and talked black, clearly because they didn't want anyone to know their identity and whereabouts, not to mention that I am still an orphan with no father and mother, and no one knows even if I am buried alive here by this group of people.

As soon as I thought of this, I looked up and saw the scar walking to the edge of the robbery hole, looking fierce, squeezing out a sneer at the corner of his mouth, kicking some dirt from above and landing on his face, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"Wang Ba Lizi, call you hard-mouthed, since you can understand the black language, do you know what a sinking earth immortal is?" The scar was on it, and he asked coldly.

Shendi Immortal is an incision in the tomb robbery business, which means to be buried alive.

I snorted to the side, picked up the stone on the ground and threw it on it, seeing that the group of people was determined to extinguish their mouths, I said that it was useless, the scar could not see the stone I threw at him in the light, and he was about to hit the scar from the side and stretched out a hand to catch it steadily, and the shopkeeper walked to the side of the thief hole above and gave a white look at the scar.

"In less than half a day, you were injured twice by a small baby, you still have the face to work here, hurry up and take someone to pack up and withdraw."

I was a little desperate in my heart, watching the shopkeeper squatting on top of the thief hole and staring at me for a long time, and asked me thoughtfully.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Men are as dead as iron!" I puffed up my chest and replied with immaturity and stubbornness, which my father had taught me, and in fact I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but I felt as if it was appropriate to say it now.

The shopkeeper shook his head with a smile on it, and threw down a white bun, I didn't think so much, after all, I was young at that time, and I didn't have much concept of death. ”

"The master's name is Gu Chaoge." I replied arrogantly while gobbling up the white bun.

The shopkeeper laughed happily on it, then stood up and patted the dirt on his body and disappeared into the hole, at that moment all my heroism and stubbornness were completely overwhelmed by fear and fear, and I swallowed the last bite of bun and found myself trembling all over.

I suddenly heard the shopkeeper's hearty laughter from above: "Gu Chaoge...... Fifty miles of the night strings of the song, eight hundred princes towards the Ling Mountain, is a good name, if you can climb up, follow me. ”

I first experienced what it means to survive in a desperate situation when a rope was thrown from above, but many years later, I looked back on what happened and realized that it was perhaps from that moment that I was destined to climb out of that rope and embark on a thrilling, mysterious, and bizarre legendary journey.