After dinner, the villagers dispersed one after another, and the mountain people went to bed early and got up early, and it was almost the busy season for harvesting rapeseed.

"I'm going to see Grandpa." Er Ya turned out the remaining incense candle paper money from before and prepared to go up the mountain.

"You follow them." Professor Guan instructed Liu 13 to stay in the house and continue to heal his injuries.

The bright moon hung high in the night sky, the mountain breeze was blowing, and the group took advantage of the moonlight to go straight to the Li family's cemetery.

Coming to Li Laohan's new grave, Erya was burning paper money, crying and sad alone, and Youliang was comforting him.

Ke'er sighed and sighed: "Xianggong, life comes to the world once, but in the end it still returns to dust, and after a long time, it is gradually forgotten by future generations, so that the tomb is desolate. I think what kind of power He Shen was back then, didn't it end up in a white silk in the end? ”

"Sima Qian said, 'people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than the feathers', in the future I will take you to the capital to see Chairman Mao Zedong Memorial Hall, although the person is dead, but by the memory of hundreds of millions of revolutionary masses, grateful to him for overthrowing the oppression of the three mountains, so that the people turned over and became the masters of the country." Secretary Xing said emotionally.

"Is he very skilled? Can overthrow three mountains. Ke'er asked puzzled.

Secretary Xing smiled bitterly, Ke'er really didn't know how to learn, and he didn't even understand this superficial revolutionary truth, so he explained bitterly: "The three mountains refer to imperialism, feudalism and bureaucratic capitalism. ”

"Ke'er doesn't understand, is the 'memorial hall' that Xianggong said the emperor's mausoleum?"

"Mausoleum?" Secretary Xing shook his head, "That's where the chairman's body is kept, so that the masses can visit." ”

"Isn't it 'in the ground'?"

"No, the body won't rot when lying in the crystal coffin."

Ke'er thought about it, but still felt that there was a problem: "If the corpse is not buried, it is easy to produce corpse transformation." ”

"Meow" Mei Niang, who was lying on the grave at this moment, suddenly screamed in horror, her ears were erected, and her eyes were staring at the path up the mountain.

Liu 13 immediately became alert and whispered: "Don't make a noise, the old man will go and take a look." With that, he jumped up a few ups and downs and disappeared.

"Brother Youliang, let's find a chance to slip away." Erya lowered her voice and said hurriedly.

"Why?" Arira was stunned.

"Go find the Tomb of the Medicine King."

"Do you understand the mural?"

Erya nodded and whispered, "Tomorrow we will go to Zhangliang Temple." ”

Soon, Liu Shisan came back and said to everyone: "It depends on the situation that Sun Yifeng has tracked down Lijiagou, we must always be careful, let's go back first." ”

The next day, Erya proposed to take Ke'er and a few people to visit the famous Zhang Liang Temple in Zibai Mountain, but Professor Guan couldn't refuse, so he had to let Liu Shisan accompany him.

Zhang Liang is the head of the "Three Masters of the Early Han Dynasty", was named "Marquis of Jin" by Liu Bang, and practiced incognito in Zibai Mountain in his later years, and later generations called this place "Bigu".

Zhangliang Temple is also called "Liuhou Temple", leaning on Ziguanling, two streams in front of the temple converge into the Zibai River, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the incense lasts for thousands of years.

The mountain gate is made of blue bricks, and the words "Han Zhang Liuhou Temple" are engraved horizontally above, and a couplet on the left and right: "Bolang shook the world with a sound, and the bridge entered the three clouds and clouds." ”

Secretary Xing stood in front of the mountain gate with his hands in his hands, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Shanglian said that he sent people to assassinate Qin Shihuang in Bolangdui, and Xialian pointed out that he met Huangshi Gong at the bridge, and achieved a generation of military advisors to assist Liu Bang in establishing the Western Han Dynasty. But to say, 'In the midst of strategizing, winning thousands of miles away" is a small thing compared to Chairman Mao, hehe. ”

"Xianggong, you know so much." Kerr said admiringly.

"Hmph, the more witches kill, the more they kill." Liu Thirteen snorted disdainfully in his nose.

Enter the mountain gate, step on a wooden bridge, called "into the bridge", take the allusion of Zhang Liang picking up shoes for Huangshi Gong under the bridge. The stream under the bridge is murmuring and crystal clear, and small fish can be seen swimming. Lingxiao Hall in the ancestral hall, the bell and drum tower left and right, but see the octagonal cornice, the painted bucket arch, the glazed tile top, quite spectacular.

Another couplet hangs in the main hall: "A lifetime of brilliant meritorious service from the beginning of the book, the Chongfeng smoke of the past dynasties from the valley open." ”

"How come there are still inscriptions of feudal warlords here?" Secretary Xing pointed to Feng Yuxiang's stele and said dissatisfiedly.

The stele reads: "Haojie is here today, see that the green mountains are not old, the purple cypress lasts forever, think of the famous ministers with lofty ideals, and have a place to hang for thousands of years; The gods are rare in ancient times, set up Huangshi to reunite, meet the red pine again, get this cave blessed land, and make a wish for a getaway. ”

The stone steps behind the hall are on the top, and the cliff stone carvings on both sides are left with the poems of Zhao Wenyuan of the Ming Dynasty, Lin Zexu of the Qing Dynasty and Feng Yuxiang and Yang Hucheng and others.

"Meow" Mei Niang in the back basket of the second girl suddenly became uneasy, which aroused Liu Shisan's vigilance.

"You go up first." Liu 13 said hurriedly, and he climbed the mountain behind the temple together.

Zibai Mountain is a karst karst landform, there is a karst cave in the forest behind the peak, the entrance is hidden, outsiders rarely know the road, the local people call it "Zhangliang Cave".

Liu Shisan stood on a high place, and through the thin eyelids, he had already seen Sun Yifeng and Li Lin mixed in the crowd at the gate of the mountain, and they were coming towards this side.

"Hide in the woods first." He hurriedly commanded, and he hid behind the cliff to watch.

Erya beckoned, led Youliang, Secretary Xing and Ke'er into the dense forest, and then entered from the mouth of a cave under the cliff.

It was very dark in the cave, and Erya turned on the flashlight, it turned out that she had already prepared.

"Puff puff" The man entered the cave and startled a swarm of brown bats to pass overhead.

"Everyone follow me, there is another exit from this cave, we have to get rid of them this time." Erya said and took the lead in walking towards the depths of the cave, followed by everyone.

Dafan karst karst landform, due to hundreds of millions of years of water erosion, corroded into a chain of underground karst caves, one set of often stretching for more than ten kilometers, when they arrived at another exit after a few hours, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

On the country road, they stopped a truck transporting vegetables and went all the way south, and finally arrived at the county seat of Mian County at dusk.

After dinner, the four of them hurriedly boarded the night train to Chongqing, and it was only at this moment that Erya and Youliang breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got rid of Liu Shisan, Sun Yifeng and others.

"Erya, I saw the mural where you followed the monk into the cave engraved with 'Zhu Ying'." Youliang told the truth.

"I remember, but I was woken up by smoke not long after I entered the cave." Erya replied.

"What's in the hole?"

"There was a thick fog inside, and it seemed that I could vaguely see the murals." Erya recalled.

"And the murals?" Arara was surprised.

Erya nodded and asked, "Brother Youliang, can we find that cave?" ”

"According to Mr. Surveyor's calculations and consulting the map, the mural refers to the twelve peaks of Wushan, and the cave of 'Zhu Ying' should be on the Goddess Peak." Arirashi took out the atlas and flipped to a page of Sichuan Province to show her.

"Goddess Peak?" Ke'er sat opposite and stabbed Secretary Xing excitedly and said: "Great, Xianggong, you and I have done 'Wushan Cloud and Rain' countless times, but it's still like the poet said, 'I don't know the true face of Wushan', let's go and see it this time." ”

"It's 'I don't know the true face of Lushan'." Secretary Xing corrected.

"Anyway, it's all the same, this time it's going to have a good time, is Xianggong willing to have a real 'Wushan Cloud Rain' with the slave family on the top of Wushan Mountain?"

Secretary Xing said: "One time is not enough. ”

At dusk, the train slowly drove into Chongqing Caiyuanba Railway Station, they came out with the flow of people, and then took the cable car to the two intersections, went straight to Chaotianmen Wharf, bought a ticket to launch at nine o'clock in the evening, and is expected to arrive at Wushan County at noon the day after tomorrow.

There is a hot pot restaurant on the stone steps of the wharf, and I smell a strong spicy aroma from afar, Secretary Xing is hungry, and everyone is hungry, so I am ready to taste Chongqing's famous hairy belly hot pot.

Entering the store, the hot and spicy air rushes to the face, the special tall tables and stools, the charcoal fire under the copper hot pot, the diners at the table are condescending, staring at the dishes tumbling in the pot, and the stove is smoked and roasted one by one shirtless and sweaty, raising a glass and swallowing mountains and rivers, which is very bold.

"Four of you, please take a seat, the hairy belly hot pot in our store is the most famous in Chongqing, the fresh 'water eight pieces' that just arrived this morning, do you want to try it?" The waiter saw that they were outsiders, so he introduced.

Secretary Xing nodded, and everyone sat down.

The red soup hairy belly hot pot was originally eaten by the riverside wharf boatmen, and the so-called 'eight pieces of water' are all miscellaneous cattle (hairy tripe, liver and waist and cow blood, etc.), which are of good quality and low price, and now it has become a favorite food for the common people.

After the hot pot came up, Secretary Xing ate the hardest, chewing the crispy hairy belly in his mouth and praising it: "For so many years in the Northeast, I know that there are such delicious noodles in the world, how can I know that there is such a delicious taste in the world, ha, eat more." "While holding the dish for Kerr.

"Thank you." Ke'er replied reservedly, she paid attention to her lady's demeanor when dining out, and gently dipped the sesame sauce garlic dish and took a sip.

Two people were eating at the table next to them, one was dressed as a Taoist priest, with a pale face, about fifty years old, and the other middle-aged man was wearing a milky white Mao suit, with bulging temples on both sides, and his body was strong and fat.

Mei Niang sat on the high stool next to Erya, and her front paws grabbed a piece of hairy belly and even dipped it in a saucer to eat, and the guy who ran the hall was very surprised.

"Little girl, you cat is very human." The middle-aged man at the next table turned around curiously and said.

Er Ya smiled at him and didn't say anything.

"Hmph, Mr. Bao, haven't you seen the evil spirit of this black cat?" The old man's expression was indifferent and quite disdainful.

"Daochang Ge, how could the little brother not see it? This cat's gums are receded and his teeth are convex, his eyebrows are sparse, and he looks more than 100 years old, and the life span of cats is generally not more than 20 years. The middle-aged man smiled faintly and raised his glass.

"I haven't been down Qingcheng Mountain for many years, and I can't imagine that since the reform and opening up, demons and monsters have appeared." Ge Dao twisted his beard and sneered.

Secretary Xing and others have very little experience in the rivers and lakes, and they don't know how to beware of the ears on the partition wall, and a few glasses of wine fall into their stomachs, and they begin to speak freely with the heat of Malatang.

"Erya, can you be sure that the tomb of the Medicine King is in Wushan?" Secretary Xing's voice is not low.

Daochang Ge and Mr. Bao on the table next to them were moved when they heard this, so they listened with their ears pricked up.