Wang Hong said that it was a pity that after hanging up the phone, there were always ten bundles of neatly tied renminbi dangling in my mind, and I was unwilling, so I called Fang Gang and told me about the situation. Unexpectedly, this old brother split his head and covered his face with a stinky training: "Have you stayed in Shenyang for too long, and your brain is broken?" Don't make any money for 100,000 yuan delivered to the door? You're afraid of being tired and don't want to go, okay, give me the address, I'll go, it's a big deal to divide your money after it's done. ”

I immediately objected, how could such a fat business be given away? It's not in order. Fang Gang was very angry: "It's too tired to go, and it's unwilling to go away, people like you can actually make money doing business, it's really not long-sighted!" "Under Fang Gang's continuous training and persuasion, I decided to go for a run, work hard, work hard, big deal when I lose weight after Fang Gang warned me, life is not familiar, pay attention to safety when you go, pay attention to your eyes, collect more physical evidence, if you don't understand, you must call him.

I called Wang Hong back and told him that it was okay to go and see it, but it was a long way, and he had to book the ticket for me. Wang Hong was very happy and hurriedly agreed, and the two sides agreed to meet at the Bijie City Railway Station in three days. Fly from Bangkok to Guangzhou, and then transfer to Guiyang, Bijie has not yet built an airport at that time, and the railway station is quite far from the city. Wang Hong was very punctual, and when I came out of the train station, his car was already waiting for me outside the station. The man was tall and thin, and he looked shrewd, and after a cold noise, he drove to the marriage agency he ran in the city, and then happily reimbursed me for the plane and train tickets.

After eating, Wang Hong said: "Mr. Tian, let's set off now, first to the county, and then to the township, how can it be a four-hour drive, and we can get to the village before five o'clock in the afternoon." So I sat in the passenger seat and drove with Wang Hong to the village whose name I still don't know. From the city to the county road is still relatively easy to walk, but from the township to the village is difficult, I saw the mountain road for the first time, the left side is full of mountains, the right side is really steep, sitting in the co-pilot I can see the cliff as soon as I probe, and the road is narrow and uneven, my heart is mentioned in the throat.

Wang Hong smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have driven this road hundreds of times, as long as the brakes are not out of order, it will be fine." When he said that, I was even more scared.

One mountain after another, and I don't know how many mountains I climbed, I thought to myself that the people who built these winding mountain roads back then were really heroes. Wang Hong didn't fool me, and drove two hours and ten minutes from the township to this village. The village is tucked away in these endless mountains. The village is in a mountain col, and the strange thing is that there is a stone gate at the entrance of the village, and there is a slide at the bottom, and there is a man squatting on the hill next to the stone gate, smoking a cigarette pouch, like a sentry. Wang Hong honked the horn a few times, the man waved his hand towards the inside and bottom of the door, the stone door slowly opened, and the car drove over.

I looked back at the car and saw two middle-aged men pulling the wooden pole behind the stone door to open and close the stone door.

After entering the village, the road was dusty, there were no roads at all in many places, it was narrow and steep, and it took several times to barely climb up and down. Occasionally, boys and girls in shabby clothes could no longer be called clothes, but sacks, covered with dust.

The houses are basically brick houses with plastered exterior, and many walls are painted with many broken slogans such as "loyalty to Chairman Mao is loyalty to ......" and "good land reform". There are only two colors in the whole village, green and gray, green is grass and trees, and gray is the house. From time to time, Wang Hong said: "There is not enough water in the well in the village, so they have to go to the neighboring village to borrow water to eat." There were so many people in the neighboring village that we could only wait in the back of the queue, sometimes for two or three hours. ”

I asked, "You can go and fetch water at night!" ”

Wang Hong shook his head: "No, no one in this village is allowed to go out at night." ”

I wondered, "Why?" Is there still someone blocking the road and robbing at night? ”

Wang Hong smiled and said: "This village is the poorest in the county, and the only valuable things are the hearts, livers and kidneys in the stomachs of the villagers, how can there be money to grab?" I asked, why don't you go out at night? Wang Hong's answer was evasive, saying that the village was not very clean, and it was not good to run into something at night when something came out to shake it.

I was immediately interested, and was about to ask something more, when I saw a man lying on the side of the road, naked on the upper half of his body, wearing a pair of dirty, torn pants underneath, and moaning in pain. There were a lot of large pustules on my body, some of which were still flowing yellow water, and I smelled a strong stench, like hundreds of dead rats piled up in a house in the summer.

A woman squatted on the ground next to her, scooping out the water from a small iron bucket with a scoop and slowly pouring it on the man. My stomach churned, and if I hadn't seen a roasted baby corpse in Thailand for more than a year, and smelled a flesh urn at Master Azan's house, I guess I would have vomited it at that time. The stench is definitely refreshing, and it is estimated that people who haven't slept for three days and three nights will be refreshed when they smell it.

"What's wrong with this? What smells so bad? "I covered my nose.

Wang Hong smiled bitterly: "This is a symptom of those strange diseases, there are rotten sores on the body, no matter how you treat them, and they stink to death, so he can only lie in the limelight, otherwise the whole village will vomit." "The car drove for a while, slowly stopped in the village, and two old women slowly walked over and looked me up and down. Wang Hong walked over and chatted with the old women, pointing at me as they chatted, using the local dialect of Bijie, which sounded very close to Sichuan, but it was also relatively difficult to understand. The two old ladies waved happily around the village and whispered something, and in a short time, a dozen villagers gathered around me from all directions, pointing at me.

An old man in his seventies, followed by several male villagers, came up to me, nodding his head and saying something to me. Bijie's words are really difficult to understand, I can only understand less than 20%, to the effect that I am welcome.

Wang Hong said: "This is the most powerful person in the village, surnamed Hong, you can call him Uncle Hong." I shook hands with Uncle Hong, Wang Hong whispered a few words to Uncle Hong, Uncle Hong nodded again and again, and finally waved his hand, a woman walked over across a small bamboo basket, in the basket was a wide-mouth crockpot, she scooped half a bowl of water from the jar with a small bowl, held it in both hands and handed it to me, smiling.

I didn't understand what it meant, so Wang Hong hurriedly said: "This is the rule of the nearby village, when you come to a distinguished guest from afar, you must let the guest drink a bowl of local well water first to show respect." "I can't refuse, so I have to take a bowl to drink, the water is not very clear, and there is a faint strange smell, maybe the groundwater in the village is not very clear, I didn't think much about it, so I raised my head and drank dry.

When they saw me drink all the water, these people all had happy expressions on their faces. Wang Hong said that he would take me to a few newly ill households in the village in the past few days.

Under the leadership of the villagers, I walked into a dilapidated house, the ceiling was in disrepair for a long time, it was actually open, the sun poured in, the lighting was good, but if it rained heavily, I don't know how to treat the people in the house. The room was rudimentary, and on the wooden bed lay two teenage boys, both shirtless, moaning "Itchy, itchy" while scratching their hands, on their bodies, legs, and arms. The roots of one of the boys' thighs had been scratched to a bloody pulp, and his hands were covered with blood and rotten flesh, and a lot of blood was coming out with each scratch. Nearby, a woman in a trance, holding a magnet in her hand, sucked back and forth at the boy's wound, and from time to time threw something into a small bowl filled with water, making a tinkling sound.

"What's going on?" My heart was pounding.

Wang Hong sighed: "It's only been five or six days before it has become like this." The body is itchy, and the itch can't be stopped, and the flesh is scratched. Then the needles come out of the wound, and the steel needles must be sucked out with a magnet. ”

Walking again, the doors and windows were closed, and when I looked through the window, I saw two large, two and four people sitting side by side in the house, and it seemed that there was no problem. Wang Hong said: "The symptoms of this family are better, but they are always mentally abnormal, and they may get sick at any time, as if they are ghosts, talking nonsense, and even their voices can change." ”

Before he finished his words, an adult woman among the four people in the room suddenly stood up, covered her face with her hands and shouted: "Hong Erfa, don't fight, if you beat me again, you will beat me to death!" ”