Yunnan Worm Valley Chapter 1 Car Accident

After returning to Beijing, we successfully held the second congress in Beijing's time-honored restaurant. At the meeting, after the fat man ate three plates of old Shanghai fried shrimp, he made a resolution to go to Yunnan to pour a bucket.

The fat man wiped the oil on his mouth and said to me, "I said Lao Hu, Yunnan is a good place." I was very stimulated by the golden silk bird flying in the sky back then, and I had long thought that I would meet those ethnic minority girls who burned with the flame of passionate love. โ€

I said to the fat man: "Yunnan is not as good as you think, and not all ethnic minority girls are peacocks, anyway, I haven't seen a few decent ones in Yunnan before." At that time, our troops were deployed in Laoshan, not far from the border, and conducted a month's actual combat exercise there. It is the meeting point of the Hani, Yi and Zhuang peoples, and there are many ethnic minorities, and I think they all look similar to the Vietnamese. What are the five golden flowers of Ashima, they are all artistic processing in film and television dramas, and they can't be really. Don't have too many illusions, or you'll be disappointed. โ€

The Great Golden Tooth said, "What? Hu Ye, the place you went to was probably a ravine, when I went to Yunnan to cut the queue, I saw a lot of beautiful Dai Jingpo girls. The top is slender, that little waist, tsk, it's just ...... If you want to marry one back, you will be satisfied in this life. โ€

The blind man had almost eaten, listened to our words, slapped the table and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Yi women in Yunnan are very rare, and there are even hidden Gu women among the Miao people. The love Gu they drive is vicious and insidious, and it is impossible to prevent it, so it is better to provoke those mothers-in-law less. โ€

The big golden tooth nodded and said: "What the old gentleman said is also reasonable, I went to Yunnan to cut the queue, and I heard that among these many ethnic minorities, the Miao people alone are the most good at using Gu, and the Miao people are divided into flower seedlings, green seedlings, black seedlings and so on. The Qingmiao people are proficient in herbs and insects, while the Black Miao people are good at raising Gu and administering poison. Now there are very few black seedlings, but if you recruit the Gu woman among the Miao girls, it will be a real headache. โ€

The fat man smiled: "Lao Jin, you are too underestimated of the charm of our buddies, if there is no good one among the Miao girls, it will be over, as long as there is, I have to sniff a few back for you." At that time, we will still be in this place, and one person will send you a seedling honey. โ€

I drank a little too much, my tongue began to shorten, hooked the fat man's shoulders and laughed at him: "Let that seventy or eighty old Gu woman, take a fancy to the fat man's body and meat, you have to fucking peel off your stinky skin and stretch it." The place we went to this time is the most Bai girl, the Bai girl is good, she looks white. โ€

Shirley Yang's appetite today is also good, from her ancestors, her hometown should be in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so the Huaiyang cuisine in this restaurant is very suitable for her taste. She saw me with the fat man and the big golden tooth and others, plus a blind man, speaking of which, the topic has always been inseparable from the minority girls in Yunnan, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore and coughed lightly.

After being reminded by Shirley Yang, I remembered that I still had serious things to say, and the wine was reduced by three points, so I raised my glass and said to everyone: "Comrades, tomorrow I will set off with the fat man and Shirley Yang to Yunnan." This time there is a long way to go to the mountains, this time to go to the guns like a forest of bullets like rain, this time to carry the heavy burden of the revolution on his shoulders, and I don't know when I will be able to come back. However, a manly husband should be ambitious in all directions, riding a horse and carrying a gun to go around the world. Gorky said that stupid sea ducks do not deserve to be fought. **Say 10,000 years is too long, just seize the day. At this moment, we can get together now, we should cherish every minute and every second, and when we are triumphant, we will rearrange the banquet and raise a glass to praise the heroes. โ€

Everyone raised their glasses at the same time, clinking glasses to wish us a smooth journey. Da Jinya drank all the wine in the cup, grabbed my hand and said, "Master Hu, my brother really wants to go to Yunnan with you, but this body can't stand the toss, and it will be a burden to you when you go." What you said just now made me want to shed tears, why don't I sing "Ten to the Red Army" for you? โ€

I was also very moved in my heart, and said to the big golden tooth: "When Jin Ye said this, it seems that we brothers are separated. We went to Yunnan, thanks to the equipment you purchased in the rear, this is the guarantee of our success. Don't worry, the Ming vessel poured out has half of mine and half of yours. โ€

Big Golden Tooth told me about the equipment I bought and what I didn't buy, and I discussed with Big Golden Tooth and Shirley Yang what we needed to bring. The fat man and the blind man on one side were not idle, constantly harassing a beautiful waitress in the restaurant, and had to tell fortunes to others. The night before departure, it was spent in the midst of the hustle and bustle.

The next day the big golden tooth and the blind man took us to the train station, and both sides took care of themselves, and as the train rumbled, they said goodbye.

Shirley Yang and Fat Man, I, and I took the train south and arrived in Kunming. I stayed in Kunming for three days, and there was a lot to do during these three days. According to the contact address given by the big golden tooth, I found Yingxi Village near Tanhua Temple, where a revolutionary comrade-in-arms lived when the big golden tooth was in the queue, and he always maintained business contact with the big golden tooth. With his help, I was able to buy three imitation 64 pistols with official numbers, which were made by the Burmese Arsenal in imitation of Chinese pistols, and then moved into China. From the point of view of manufacturing process, it can be regarded as an export to domestic sales. In the depths of the valley, there was no one to be found, and it would be inconvenient if there were any wild beasts that hurt people and had no guns to defend themselves.

Shirley bought two insect nets and three beige lotus leaf sunhats, and according to the plan, we dressed up as staff at the Museum of Natural History and went into the forest to catch butterflies as specimens. The banks of the Lancang River are prolific with different species of butterflies, so they use the identity of this insect catcher as a cover to go to the insect valley to fight upside down, so as not to be noticed along the way.

The rest of the equipment is as simple as possible, the mountainous area of Yunnan is not like the desert Gobi, there is not much water and food, and the empty part of the backpack is filled with as many medicines as possible to deal with the poisonous insects in the forest.

I gave three 64-style pistols to the fat man, and the fat man was not very satisfied, this kind of broken gun has an egg, and even a mouse can't kill it, and in a fit of anger, he found something to make a slingshot. Back then, when we were in the Great Xing'an Mountains of Inner Mongolia, we often used slingshots to shoot birds and hares, and if the materials were good, they were indeed more powerful than the 64-style pistol.

After all the preparations were made, we took a car along National Highway 320, from Ailao Mountain, Wuliang Mountain, Dali Point Cangshan and Erhai Lake, and came to the beautiful Lancang River. Our destination is the most dense mountain and river area in Yunnan Province, which is still some distance from the China-Myanmar border.

The last section of the road is steep and narrow, and the long-distance bus can only travel on the cliff. The driver is a veteran, driving carelessly, the road condition is very poor, ups and downs, and there are a lot of gravel and potholes, a sharp bend after a sharp bend, the body ups and downs, repeatedly turned danger into a disaster, shocked me and the fat man out of a cold sweat, I am afraid that the driver is not careful, even people with the car into the Lancang River under the cliff.

The rest of the passengers in the car, probably are used to sitting in this kind of car on weekdays, do not care at all, some talk and laugh, some are asleep, plus there are many people in the car with baskets of poultry, wives crying and children screaming, all kinds of smells are mixed, pungent and unpleasant. I'm not a pampered person, but I can't stand this environment, so I have to open the windows and breathe in the fresh air.

I poked my head out and saw the turbulent Lancang River under the mountain cliff, the stone walls on both sides of the river towered, it was really like a natural danger, the river surface was not wide, looking down condescendingly, the river was dark red, flowing zigzag to the south.

The fat man was afraid of heights, his whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to look out of the car window, but cursed repeatedly: "This fucking driver really dares to play tricks, this is ...... Driving or acrobatics? This time I really want to go to the fat man, Lao Hu, if we don't get out of the car, my buddy will return to his place. โ€

Shirley Yang is not used to riding such a roller coaster, so he simply closes his eyes tightly and does not look outside, so that he can feel more at ease.

I said to the fat man, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, and we still have to work hard." If you persist in persevering, now that you get out of the car, you have to go a long way. If you think about how the Red Army persisted when it climbed snowy mountains and crossed grasslands, what is your current difficulty? Tell you the truth, I'm about to fucking let this broken car fall apart. โ€

A local tea seller next to us told us: "Look at you guys scared, get some motion sickness pills to shake off, and after a few more trips, you will feel stiff." What kind of karma do you want? โ€

The local dialect in Yunnan is complicated and not easy to understand, and we don't want to have too much contact with the locals this time, so I didn't understand what the tea seller said, and I didn't know how to answer.

When the tea seller saw that I didn't understand what he said, he said to me in stiff Mandarin: "I mean, you don't feel comfortable with it, and you are not used to this kind of car, so you can get used to it." Where are you going? โ€

I saw that this man was born and raised in the area, and I could ask him about the distance, so I said to the tea seller, "We are dumping...... Pour...... Pour the museum, no, no, we are a natural history museum, and we want to go to the Snake River to catch big butterflies. Let me ask you, how far is it from here to Shalong Mountain? Where should we get off the bus? โ€

The tea seller pointed to a high mountain on the bank of the river in the distance: "It's not far away, turn the mountain bend and get off the car, which is the snake crawling river under the mountain of Shalong." I'm going to go there to collect tea too, so you can just follow me and get out of the car." โ€

I followed the direction of his finger and saw a huge gray bowl-shaped mountain towering at the end of the road, the top of the mountain was covered with clouds and fog, and when I looked at it from the car, I really felt like a mountain was standing still. Although we are already in sight, but the mountain is dead, and the road is winding, this distance is really not close, and it seems that we will have to suffer an extra hour on this broken car.

We were both sitting at the back of the car, and just as I was talking to the tea seller, the car shook violently, as if it had pressed something. The driver braked the car suddenly, and the passengers in the car fell backwards and backwards, causing a great deal of confusion when boarding. In the confusion, I heard someone shouting that he was crushing people, and the fat man cursed that this psychotic driver drove like this, and it was strange if he didn't fucking crush people, and he looked back at the road from the back window with Shirley Young.

I just looked behind me, and I felt my scalp tingle, so I quickly looked away, and I had to vomit it if I looked at it again. Fuck, what the hell is this crushed to death?

At this time, the driver also jumped out of the car to check the situation behind the car, there were two eye-catching green traces on the road behind, but at the end of the traces was not a person, but a stone figurine that was broken by the car, the size of a real person. The stone figurines were not solid, only a layer of stone shells on the outside, and the middle was completely empty, smashed into several fragments, and the inside crawled out of it was a dense white worm1. Countless worms were crushed by the wheels, and there was a lot of green juice flowing from the bodies of dead insects on the ground, and the disgusting scene made people want to vomit.

The driver looked at it below, stepped on a few of them with his feet, and cursed for his bad luck, where such a rotten stone full of maggots came out of nowhere, and knocked the car into a large piece.

Shirley Yang pointed to a stone chip on the ground from the car window and said to me: "Old Hu, you see that this stone figurine is an imitation of the Han Dynasty, could it be a product of the Xianwang period?" โ€

I nodded, "It's a bit like that, but how come the stone figurines only have shells?" There are so many insects in it, and they have been crushed by the car, and it is not easy to identify from the appearance alone, so it cannot be concluded that it is something from the Han Dynasty. โ€

I looked up from the car window, thousands of high cliffs, surrounded by clouds and mist, I can't see where the cliff fell, maybe there are some monuments on the mountains nearby, it seems that we have entered the sphere of influence of the king back then, but why are there so many maggots in this figurine?

The more I thought about it, the more unstable I felt, so I asked the tea seller if he had ever encountered such a situation before. The tea seller said: "There are more such stone figurines near Shalong Mountain, and they are all buried in the soil, sometimes catching up with landslides, and occasionally they are exposed, and they are all overgrown with fat maggots." Some people say that this is an ancient humanoid coffin, but it is all rumored by the wind, and it is not known exactly what it was used for. The locals are disgusted with this kind of thing, believing it to be an unlucky omen and a sign of illness and death. I met it in the car today, and we are unlucky, and we will go to the Jade Emperor Pavilion in a few days to ask for a silver talisman to keep you safe. โ€

I was worried that I would be seen as flawed by paying too much attention to these things, so I stopped asking more questions and only talked to the tea sellers about the local customs. Shalong Mountain is already the edge of Bai Autonomous Prefecture, there are Bai nationality, Han nationality, there are very few Jingpo nationality with Dai nationality, the most lively festival in March, when all men, women and children gather at the foot of Diancang Mountain, there are various mountain songs singing temple fair programs, very lively.

I was not interested in any of these things, so I chatted with him for a while, and then turned to Shalong Mountain, and I asked the tea seller about the terrain in the name of catching butterflies.

The tea seller said that although he was a local, Shalong Mountain was like a boundary monument here, and few people climbed over the mountain. There are a lot of poisonous insects and poisonous fog over there, mosquitoes breed, the valley is humid and stuffy, the miasma persists all year round, many people have disappeared there, and no one among the locals wants to go there. The other is that the mountain is too high, there is a snow line on it, the weather is changeable, hail, heavy rain, wind, etc., just come, just now there is a clear day, there will be bad weather in an instant, if there is no large group of people, it is very risky to want to climb the mountain of Shalong.

The driver had slowed down since he smashed the stone figurines, and he was probably worried that it would be bad luck to hit that kind of thing, so he tried to drive the car as smoothly as possible, and we were finally relieved that he had gradually left the dangerous road on the cliff. The fat man also came to life, and when he heard the words of the tea seller, he couldn't help but ask: "Hey, what kind of mountain is this, it sounds a little like the snow-capped mountain that the Red Army climbed back then?" I wonder if it's the same one? โ€

I said to the fat man: "The Red Army is climbing the Jiajin Mountain, which is not the same thing as this Shalong Mountain, and it is still far to the north. But what you just saw was the cliff rapids of the Lancang River, which is similar to the Jinsha River not far away. If you want to strengthen the study of traditional thoughts, you can jump down and swim around, experience the artistic conception of the golden sand water hitting the clouds and cliffs in the chairman's poems, and then climb over the Shalong Mountain, just as a re-walk of the Long March, climbing the snow-capped mountains and crossing the grassland. โ€

The fat man said: "The soldiers' feet go all over the world, the four crossings of the Chishui are surprising, the Wujiang River is heavily crossed, and the soldiers arrive in Kunming in Guiyang, which are all registered." If you want to take the Long March, you have to start from the beginning with all your heart. You are clearly opportunistic. โ€

1่›ช, pronounced qiรจ; The incarcer is a small insect that looks like a cicada in ancient books.