Early this morning, we came to the Wanfeng Forest Scenic Area by car, and before we could take a good walk, the following scene happened.

"Good morning tourists, as the saying goes, there are so many bamboo boards, don't boast about it, let's boast about it, where is it good in the scenic area of Wanfeng Forest! Visitors, look to the left! Lao Song sang Tianjin Allegro with a smile on his face, pointing to the left, and the surrounding tourists followed Lao Song's command to the left.

"There's a mountain on the left, look to the right!" The surrounding tourists continued to turn their faces to the right.

"It's still a mountain on the right!"

The corners of my father's mouth twitched to see that Lao Song was guilty of the second and third sons, who were already ten meters away from us, pretending not to know us.

"Bunny! Can your uncle not be ashamed! Dad rushed up and pulled Lao Song out, and yelled at him.

"That uncle, I just want to feel what it's like to be a tour guide, my dream when I was a child was to grow up to be a tour guide!" Lao Song said with a melancholy face.

"Don't you dream of being a boss and molesting employees," I looked at Lao Song helplessly.

"I have a lot of dreams, you know a fart!" Lao Song looked proud.

After we walked into the tourist area, we walked around the surrounding scenic spots, and this Wanfeng Forest is really a spectacle. No wonder even the famous geographer Xu Xiake once said: "There are so many peaks in the world, only here are the peaks into forests." "In this land, there are many mountain peaks of different shapes, and the eastern peaks and forests are known for their fields, and the terraced rice fields are arranged from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, which makes people feel that their eyes are bright at first sight.

And the peaks and forests to the west are won by water. There is a meandering stream at the foot of Fenglin Mountain in the west, which flows slowly from south to west from the farmland, like a swimming line, connecting several Buyi villages along the river like pearls. It is also like a hanging rope, hanging a huge picture scroll of strange peaks like forests, Tianba Shengjin, villages like pearls, and ancient banyan trees. On the river, with the ripples slowly rowed by the boat, the natural landscape paintings on both sides of the river slowly unfold in front of you.

My father and my third son went to a nearby hotel to rest, and I took Lao Song to wander around the scenic area. Although the pollution in Guiyang is relatively small compared to other big cities, you can feel that even the air is completely different from the city. The air here is so fresh that you don't feel the feeling of nature at all in the city.

I was walking with Lao Song on the side of the road, and after a while, I saw a small stream, and there were several barbecue restaurants by the stream.

"Why don't we go get some food?" Lao Song asked with drooling, I nodded, and ran towards the barbecue restaurant with Lao Song.

"Boss! Two servings of roast beef, one leek, one serving of chicken wings, two bottles of cold beer, hurry up! I stretched out my hand to greet my boss.

"Okay! Hold on! ”

Eating a barbecue and drinking cold beer by the stream, this feeling is so refreshing, and after a few sips of beer, I feel that the hot weather seems to be a lot cooler.

"Fanzi, let's take our daughter-in-law here for a trip next time!" Lao Song bit the barbecue in his mouth and muttered, I heard it, okay! This place is really good, next time we will take our daughter-in-law to travel here, anyway, it's not too far.

In fact, my dream is simple, I don't have the ambition to make a lot of money, and I don't have the idea of having a group of wives and concubines, I just want to live an ordinary life in a landscape with the people I love the most, without the noise of the city, and without the troubles of so many city people. But now it seems that maybe my dream is just a dream.

After eating and drinking, I called my dad and asked about the location of the hotel, hung up the phone, and walked towards the hotel with Lao Song. When we arrived, Dad was fighting the landlord! Dad's six-fingered soldier, three gamblers are playing cards desperately there, it is estimated that the soldier lost miserably, and his face is white!

"A pair of ks." The GI exclaimed palely.

"A pair of aces." Six Fingers smiled slightly.

"Bomb, won." Dad was silent.

A few of us looked at the soldier's convulsive face and the constant screams from his mouth, and suddenly felt that it was better not to get involved in gambling.

Seeing that we were back, the soldier waved his hand again and again and said, "Don't play, don't play, I'm not lucky today, the two young men are also back, let's rest and eat at night." Hearing that the soldier didn't want to play anymore, Six Fingers counted the money with his father with a look of wealth, and kept muttering: "Call your grandson any card to be the owner, yes!" ”

The hotel we are looking for is not the regular kind, or the kind of farmhouse that is similar to the ordinary nearby residents, the owner is an old man, not afraid of life at night when eating, it is estimated that it is a self-cooked, the person is very good, and we drank wine and chatted.

"Old man, you are seventy-five years old this year, and your body is still so strong, come, I will give you a drink!" I toasted the old man with my glass. The old man was also unequivocal, and drank with me with the cup.

"Old man, is there anything strange around here?" Dad took out a cigarette from his bag and handed one to the old man.

"This strange thing? Which one do you mean? The old man lit a cigarette, probably drunk, and asked in a daze.

"It's just weird things, like hauntings." Dad inquired quietly, listening to what Dad said, the old man smoked a cigarette and didn't speak, probably recalling whether there was such a thing, and a few minutes later the old man said to us: "To say, there is really such a thing." ”

It is estimated that dozens of kilometers away from here is deep in the mountains, and there is a jungle, and it is not easy for people to get out of it. Even if you keep the mark, it will be gone as soon as you turn around.

More than 10 years ago, the old man often went up to the mountains with some local hunters to hunt some game, and once went to the jungle.

According to the old man, the jungle is very dark inside both day and night, and even if the weather outside is thirty or forty degrees, when you go to the jungle, it will be the same as winter. As soon as they entered the jungle, they felt that it was getting dark, and the old man was also a relatively superstitious person, and he was afraid that there would be mountain ghosts in the mountains to harm people, so he hurriedly called the other hunters to go back. The reason why the old man called away was not just because it was dark in the jungle, but because he heard a very strange sound, as if something was running towards them in the jungle.

"Old man, what's that sound?" Dad asked curiously, the old man thought for a long time, and said intermittently: "It seems that the sound of something dragging over the ground is a bit similar to the sound of a snake crawling in the jungle." ”

What the hell is that?