These words are almost connected, and if I had not had experience in cursive writing, it would have been impossible to read them, which shows that the sender was very hasty when he wrote it. I didn't understand the meaning of these words, so I asked him, "Why, this is what your old watch sent you?" ”

He nodded and said, "Look at the handwriting should be him." ”

I wasn't surprised by the above content, a person with a problem with the god of jīng could write something more outrageous than this, but looking at the tone of his letter, it seemed to persuade Lao Itch not to go to the fight, which was really strange, so I asked him, "You told him about our business this time?" ”

"No, I don't know how he found out about it? I haven't been in touch with him for a long time. Old Itch also frowned, "And this letter is not posted, it was not delivered through the post office, but directly in my bag." I don't know who put it or when. Don't you think that's a bit mysterious? ”

"Why, do you think your old cousin is really a yīn person, able to raise little ghosts to listen to the news?" I laughed. Although I believe that there are many things in this world that we can't explain, but the plot of raising a little ghost in a Xiuzhen novel is too outrageous to agree with.

Seeing that I didn't believe it, Lao Itch snorted and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to discuss this issue. We didn't say anything for a while, and we all fell silent.

The next morning, we decided to bypass the village and head straight away. First, I'm afraid that those people have already left first, and I don't want to delay for too long. Second, from the perspective of Lao Itchy, this village is probably the last supply point for people from all walks of life, and if we enter it with a fresh face, I am afraid that there will be more trouble.

We returned to the fork in the same road, all the way to the right, and after crossing a mountain stream, we saw several small tiled houses in the distance. We walked around and saw the village, and at the same time saw a few old men eating flatbread fritters at the entrance of the village. Lao Itch and I were both good at this, and for a while we couldn't help it, so we changed our doctrine and wanted to go into the village to buy a few hot breakfasts to eat.

Old Itch took me in, and I thought it strange when I saw that he seemed to be quite familiar with the village. When I asked him, he had to confess that he had been to the village before and had hired a guide. But it was too long, he forgot it, and this time he came back just to ask the old man.

I look at his ghostly appearance, and I don't know if he really forgot it, or if he deliberately designed it this way, anyway, I have reservations about some of him now, and I will never believe it easily.

I walked around his village a few times and came to a two-story tiled house, where he pointed to an old man with a white beard basking in the sun and said, "That's him, old Liu." ”

Old man Liu is a foreigner, he came here when he was young, he fled from Zhuangding, and has been settling down, and he is an old hunter here. He was over 80 years old and in good health, and almost all the expedition teams, archaeological teams, and tomb robbers who entered the old forest had to be brought with him a few times at first. He also happily eats this bowl of rice, firstly, because of the quick money, and secondly, because of his high status. When we found him, he was not surprised, he just shook his head at us and said, "No, no, you can't go into the mountain at this time." I don't lead the team, and you don't go. ”

I listened and wondered, and asked him: "Why can't you go into the mountains, now that the autumn is crisp, it is a good time for hunting, if you don't enter at this time, when can you enter?" ”

He asked his son to wrap me two flatbread fritters and said, "I'm not saying that you can't enter the whole mountain, but that you can't enter the place where you're going." ”

Lao Itch and I looked at each other, stunned. We didn't say anything, and the old man knew where they were going.

Lao Itch said: "Master Liu, we haven't decided where to go yet, why are you making our own decisions?" ”

"What?" The old Liu Tou smiled and said, "Didn't you come back to go to the place you went to last time?" That's good. I thought you were like those people and wanted to go back to that clip ditch. ”

I was shocked, could the people he said be the few people led by the old man who claimed to be Uncle Tai. Could it be that they came to this village to find Old Man Liu as a guide. Lao Itch obviously thought of this too, gave me a face, and continued to ask: "Why can't you go, what's going on over there?" ”

"This season, that place is particularly evil and haunted." Old Liu Tou said: "The last time you went, I was afraid of scaring you, so I didn't tell you. That place is actually a plank road for yīn soldiers, if you run into them borrowing the way, then you have to give it by the way, you are hooked soul, and the evil door is very evil. ”

I hadn't been to that place, I didn't know what kind of geography it was, and I thought it was funny. But now that the whereabouts of those five people are already known, and it's the same route as the last time Lao Itch entered the mountain, it's really a lucky thing. I couldn't wait, so I pulled the old itch and got up to say goodbye.

The old man probably had very few guests, so he was very welcoming and made sure we stayed for dinner. We insisted on leaving, but he had no choice, so he let us wrap a few meat dishes. I didn't want it, but when I saw the roast meat in it, I remembered that all I had eaten in the past few days was dry food, and my stomach was really angry, so I accepted it.

We walked out of the village quickly, eating flatbread fritters while listening to the old itch talk about the clip ditch. That place is actually the gap between two rocks, which is what we call a line of heaven. Old Itch told me that through this clamp ditch, there was a small valley over there, and there were few people in it. The bucket they found was in that, and judging from the current situation, there should be more than one tomb in that place.

That place, because the terrain is very special, so Lao Itch was so sure that he could find it at the beginning. I was skeptical, but since it had come to this point, it didn't make sense to doubt him. According to his memory, we walked all the way, and soon, we saw the mountain he said.

The shape of the mountain is interesting, like a goldfish with big eyes, and where the goldfish eyes, are two caves. I heard that it is called Eagle Cave, and it is full of eagles. Of course, this should not be possible, the eagle is not a social bird, and it is impossible to live in a hole, we will not be careful about this name. The big mountain with a glimmer of heaven in the middle belonged to the same ridge as Goldfish Mountain, so the old itch found that place at a glance.

We walked up the low ridge and followed the slope of the mountain. The northern slope here is sparsely wooded, and it is believed that it has been washed by wildfires or mudslides. We looked at the terrain in front of us as we walked, and soon we saw the clamp ditch that the old itch said.

Qinling is really a wonderful place, especially those places that have not been developed by tourism, and there are many wonderful scenery. I saw the so-called clamp ditch, which should be a low-lying area. In fact, the terrain there is very spectacular, to describe it as ordinary, a huge mountain rock was split by a sharp sword, and a small crack was formed in the middle, and the bottom of this crack is the clamp ditch. Because of the extremely high terrain of the rocks, the scenery produced here is different from those low mountains. As far as the eye can see, you can only see a thin line of light, and in the distant zenith, it is really as if the entire sky is condensed into a line. If you don't experience it yourself, you won't be able to appreciate what if.

When we first entered the clamp ditch, we found that the bottom was not as narrow as it was from a distance, and it was well lit. Because the mountain at the beginning is not high, it is not a line of heaven in the sky, but a sky.

Lao Itch recalled that it would take at least an afternoon to pass through this clamp ditch, and it was very windy inside, and it was very inconvenient to make a fire. So we stopped at the entrance, lit a campfire, and started lunch. We put the dishes that the old man brought us into the leftover canned food, and then heated them over a fire and ate them like hot pots. The mountain people cook vegetables with a heavy texture, so the taste is not very good, but compared to what I have eaten in the past few days, it is already many times better. Lao Itch and I almost gobbled it up, and quickly ate the roast meat.

I wasn't full, and when I remembered that there were some fried bamboo shoots with pheasant, I wanted to eat them all. Unexpectedly, when I touched it back, I found that the bag where the food was put was gone.

I searched around, but I didn't find it, and I was very puzzled, so I asked the old itch. I heard Lao Itch scolding there: "I'm cāo, Lao Wu, you eat and eat, don't spit bones into my collar." ”

I didn't see it right, when I ate it just now, I almost swallowed all the bones, where would I throw it out and waste it so much.

Just as it was a strange moment, another bone fell from the top of the cliff. When I looked up, I saw a dozen big golden retriever monkeys, who had climbed on top of us at some point. One of them was eating the chicken in my bag of fried bamboo shoots. Judging by the way it eats, it must have never eaten such a delicious thing, and almost even ate the bag.

Soon, it had eaten everything and crawled down, its eyes fixed on our backpacks.

I don't think it's good, these monkeys probably think we have all the food in our bag, and want to grab it, which is troublesome. Just as we were thinking, the monkey had already let out a scream, and in an instant, all the monkeys began to approach us.