The fat man let out a long breath and said: "Cha Ye, I think it's better to change the way, this picture can't be seen at all, this line is too sloppy, the age is Yin Shang, don't say it's us, even if you look at this all day long, you can't find it, otherwise why did the Yin Shang ruins only be unearthed for so many years?" ”

It's a conundrum, a huge conundrum. What is Shennongjia? Legend has it that there are wild people infested in the old forest, the real inaccessibility, even the well-equipped donkey friends do not dare to easily cross Shennongjia, those bottomless valleys and swirling clouds, as well as all kinds of poisonous insects and beasts, which are deadly. There is also a time span is too large, that era, even if there is information, most of them are engraved on bamboo slips or tortoise shells, to put it bluntly, it is almost a prehistoric civilization, hundreds of years before the Western Zhou Dynasty, the cultural relics unearthed in China are also only a handful, not that those Tufu are incompetent, but it is indeed too far apart.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Cha Wenbin took the stone with the engraved pattern, this thing was dark all over, like a token used by a Taoist priest, and it glowed with a dark light in his hand, and he didn't know how many years had passed and been enshrined as a treasure by the descendants of this Feng family.

Shennongjia is still a mystery, China's most inaccessible deep mountains and old forests, Feng Qiyun naturally can't come together because of serious illness. Aside from the three of them, there was only one Great Elder, who was responsible for cracking the roadmap.

The flames of war are only temporarily extinguished, although the Feng clan first did this business to find the corpse of the harlequin, but now this big business is big, but it is difficult to say that it is difficult to stop, and it is related to the lives of thousands of families.

The rocking carriage was not so harmonious with the scenery outside, and half a day had passed since I left the last house with a chimney. Time is an interesting thing, it will always pass so quickly when you need it, and it is about to enter 1985, and there will be no one in Shennongjia at the end of December, and the position above the snow line can only be relied on on foot.

"According to this map and the records of that year, the ancestors should be located in this mountain col." The Great Elder pointed to the white mountain in front of him and said: "The location of eight or nine will not be ten away, before moving out of Laohong Village, the clan will come to this mountain stream every other year to pay respects, after moving away, there will be a gap of hundreds of years in the middle, and no one will be able to find a way back." ”

"Old man, old man," said the fat man, wrapping himself like a dumpling, "Do you know how big this mountain is?" You have to have a radius of hundreds of miles if you always point out at will, and it is hundreds of meters up and down between this mountain col and the mountain col, which is equivalent to finding a button buried under the endless grassland, which is very difficult. ”

"Every month, people hear music in the air." Cha Wenbin said: "This is probably not much of a clue, now that the snow has stopped, look at the weather tonight should be able to come out of the moon, I hope the ancestors bless, can let us also hear the music in the air." ”

"I can't believe it," the fat man said, "Most of the rumors that are too ethereal are used for beautification, and eight out of ten sentences of people's speeches in that era are exaggerated." ”

"Let's go," Cha Wenbin pulled him and said, "It is also a beautiful scenery to climb high and admire the moon at night." ”

As I walked, it was already dark, and when I was hungry, I would nibble on two mouthfuls of dry food, and when I was thirsty, I would catch two clumps of snow on the spot. The forest on a snowy night is still not so quiet, "cooing" is an owl, "fluttering" is a pheasant just on the tree.

"Hey, look, there's a house up ahead!" Suddenly, on their left-hand side, through the woods, the fat man could faintly see a yellowish light, and if he lowered his head and continued on, he would really miss it. The overjoyed fat man rubbed his hands and said: "God treats us well, I didn't expect to get a place to live this night, let's go spend the night, and by the way, take a warm mouth and hot water." ”

When I got closer, I found that the room was not small, and the single-story structure was still covered with black tiles, and I gently buckled the door, and someone asked from inside: "Who?" Is it someone from the township? ”

When the door was opened, an old man with an oil lamp in his hand came out. This oil lamp made the fat man fall in love at a glance, this is not an ordinary lamp, it has a very exquisite shape. The bowl of the grease was a coiled dragon, and a wick from the dragon's mouth was burning a "hissing" flame outside, and the old man held a wooden stick in his hand and brought the lamp forward, which these strangers had never seen before.

"Who are you?"

"Come to find your ancestors," Cha Wenbin said and did not hide it: "In the past, there were ancestors who fled the famine and were left in this mountain stream, we are all his descendants, and then the winter solstice will be soon, thinking about going into the mountains to worship, passing by this forest and finding that there are lights, I want to come and spend a night, I don't know if it is convenient for the old man?" ”

When I entered the door, the snow in the courtyard had been swept away, revealing a huge cyan slate, and these people were all experienced, and at a glance they knew that the age of this house was probably not short. Under the eaves, a little girl in a flower cotton jacket was holding a half-eaten sweet potato in her hand, she looked at these strangers curiously, and when she saw them approaching and flew away, she seemed to hide by the pillar behind her.

The old man's surname is Zhang, he is sixty years old this year, and he is fiddling with the charcoal fire in the basin while opening the copper kettle hanging on it from time to time, and the hot soup in it is the broth that has just gone down.

"You are in a good hurry, last week the comrades from the Forestry Bureau came to condole and sent some meat and rice, if it was a few days earlier, I would have to invite you to eat yams." Zhang Laohan said: "They come once a year, and it's for people outside. I have been in this mountain for more than 30 years, and there were seven or eight families at the foot of the mountain, and now they have all moved away. The state did not allow the trees to be cut down, saying that it was to protect the forest, and I was reluctant to keep this land. ”

Cha Wenbin stretched out his hand to touch the little girl, but the girl hid in the arms of the old man, Zhang Laohan smiled and brushed the girl's face and said: "This child was picked up by me, six years ago when she went down the mountain in a ravine, she was wrapped in a bed of north sheets, and a few wild dogs were circling outside, which is also her fate." Just use this corn paste spoonful by spoon to feed, this child is cheap, easy to feed, but I have never seen a living person. ”

"Uncle, is this house public?" The fat man asked, "I think it's been some years here, and the carvings on the wooden beams are in the style of the middle of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"I can't see that this little brother's eyesight is very good," Zhang Laohan said: "This house is indeed some years old, it is said that during the reign of Wuzong in the Ming Dynasty, there was a local official who was originally below who was demoted from the capital. The officialdom was frustrated, and he found that the mountains and rivers here were beautiful, so he sent someone to repair this house and asked the immortal again, the original area was much larger than here, and later destroyed some. Now these are all repaired later, and some of the original good wood has been stolen. ”

Maybe it's because there has been no one for too long, Zhang Laohan is very excited, and he talks endlessly, "Later, I became a forest ranger, looking at this forest, the state sends me rations every month, I have already reached the age of retirement, but who wants to come here to take over." Just keep doing it until both legs are in the coffin. ”

Eating the hot broth, Zhang Laohan also took a pot of wine, he said that it was made with corn stalks up and down, a little rough, but strong enough, and drinking it in his mouth like a knife.

"My granddaughter and I live here," Zhang Laohan took the lamp and led a few people into the house, the inside was quite clean, opened a door, there were still a lot of straws piled up on the ground, he lit a candle and said: "I usually don't come here, and I don't have a place to live, if you don't dislike it, you will stay here for one night, the mountains are cold, and you will light a charcoal fire." ”

"I'm tired of the old man," said Cha Wenbin, "it's good to have a place to live, it's much better than sleeping outside in the wilderness," he said with the fat man to help clean up and spread the straw on the ground. The red charcoal fire crackled and crackled, and people who had been tired all day quickly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the fat man in a daze felt some itching on his face, and stretched out his hand to scratch it twice, but he couldn't get rid of the itch. Half-squinting, the fat man simply raised his slap and slapped it, and there was a loud "snap", and then the fat man was kicked to the corner of the wall......

This movement suddenly became loud, several people were woken up, and the candles were lit, Cha Wenbin saw that Ye Qiu's cheeks were still red, and his eyes were almost capable of killing. And the fat man in the corner of the wall was holding his chest and was a little at a loss, how could he slap Ye Qiu's face.

"Second brother, you're too ruthless!" The fat man only felt that his ribs were about to break, "Why are you fucking sleeping and scratching me, and if you scratch it, you are not allowed to fight back." ”

"Neurotic!" Ye Qiu turned over and continued to sleep, he was asleep, and the subconscious feeling of being slapped by this slap was a kick, and he simply used not much strength, otherwise the fat man Ming'er would not have to get up.

"Okay, don't make any trouble," Cha Wenbin blew out the candle and said, "If you make any more trouble, it's going to be dawn, if you're okay, just roll over and continue to sleep." ”

"I don't want to sleep with him," the fat man specially moved to the left side of Cha Wenbin's position against the wall, the room was warm, although he was kicked and there was a faint pain, but he still quickly entered the dream, as if he was particularly sleepy tonight.

The snoring came and went, and I don't know how long it was, but that itchy feeling came from the fat man's face again. If you make a fuss, forget it, what does it mean to make a fuss? The fat man was also on fire, and suddenly he put his hand on his face and was ready to catch it.

Hey, no, why are Ye Qiu's hands a little hairy......