"See if there's anyone outside and keep the door closed." He said.

I had no choice but to look at the door, and the dimly lit corridor was empty. Our place is a forbidden area in the library, and no one usually comes to it. I locked the door and walked back.

"Come with me." Liang Jiwu slowly walked to the back, and I hurriedly followed.

When he arrived at the back of the information room, he took out the magnetic card and opened the metal door, looked at me and said, "Haven't you always been curious, now I'll take you in." There's a lot of information that I still haven't figured out, and you can't just listen to the story, you have to help analyze it. ”

He pushed the door open and walked in, rubbing my hands behind me, and into the reference room.

There is no mystery inside the data room. It is a row of information shelves, on which there are some very old books inserted in different categories, in addition to all kinds of information folders, as far as the eye can see, dense, vast as a sea of smoke.

"A document contains an unknown history." Liang held back five ways.

He took a large folder from the shelf, put it on the table, and beckoned me to come over. Then I carefully opened the clip, and inside was a newspaper clipping with yellowed pages, but the size of a tofu block, cut out of a large newspaper. I took it over and took a closer look, and it was a news story with a few sentences, no date, no place, and a blurry picture in the middle.

It's all in traditional characters, and I can only identify them word by word, but the news probably means that a small group of rebels have been purged recently, who represent the reactionary feudal forces and are the spies of the enemy hiding within the ranks. Extraordinary executions were taken against the enemy, of course......

Take a closer look at the photo, the background is the skyside of the river, and a row of people kneeling along the river beach, their hands tied behind their backs, bowing their heads and taking the guilt. Behind them stood firing squads, one with a gun in the back of his head.

I understood it and said, "This is what happened to your grandfather back then?" ”

Liang Weiwu was a little dazed, I didn't know what he was thinking, I called him twice, and he reluctantly smiled and nodded.

"Thirty-two people, just like that." His voice trembled, he reached out and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket, realized that this was the reference room, sighed and took it back.

"So what happened back then?" I asked.

"There is a Lingzi Mountain in the west of our county, do you know the road?" He asked me rhetorically.

Of course, this Lingzi Mountain is very famous, it is said that in the middle and late Qing Dynasty, Shi Dakai, the king of wings, once led troops to be stationed there during the Hongyang Rebellion. There is also a special monument in Lingzi Mountain called Xiamaling, on which a parade platform was built, and it is said that Shi Dakai had dismounted and paraded there.

When I was a student, when I was in school in the county, I used to go there with my classmates to climb mountains and play. However, according to the old people, the mountain was not very clean, often haunted, and many people died. Later, I was nervous about studying, and my family was strictly controlled, so I never went again. Later, I went to college in the city, graduated and worked, and more than ten years have passed, if it wasn't for Liang Wuwu's reminder, I would have forgotten that there is such a mountain.

Liang Zhiwu walked into the information shelf, took out another information folder and opened it to me. Sandwiched here is a yellowed, brittle page of paper in a vacuum pouch that looks older. I looked at him suspiciously, picked it up and looked at it, I don't know why, to be honest, this information is even more difficult to understand. Written from top to bottom, and all in traditional Chinese, the words are very ancient, and the reading is obscure, just like reading a book from heaven.

But the general meaning is still barely understood, this should be a notebook novel during the Qing Dynasty, which describes a very strange thing.

The protagonist is called the "Righteous King", as far as I know, in connection with the context, it should refer to the Wing King Shi Dakai. It is said that the Wing King left Tianjing, turned to the Western Expedition, and came to Chunshui, the temporary provincial capital of a certain place, to rectify the soldiers and horses, and rest on the spot. The last few sentences are to praise the Wenzhi of King Yiyi, saying that he opened the imperial examination, recruited talents, formulated tax laws, and worked in peace. On this day, some old people such as Zhang Liu, a neighbor, visited the king of wings, talked very happily, and talked about Lingzi Mountain. The old man surnamed Liu said that there is a grotto in Lingzi Mountain such as a well, which is thousands of feet deep and does not see the bottom, and it is rumored that King Wen of the Zhou Dynasty took the heavenly material to make hexagram money and dug it out. The grotto, hiding the trend of the world, can know the luck of the common people.

At that time, the Wing King was at a low ebb in his career, and there was infighting among the high-level people in Tianjing, and he raised troops in the name of the Western Expedition, but in fact he was exiled, and his ambitions could not be stretched. Hearing this, he was a little moved. One day, Shi Dakai and dozens of his cronies, led by the old man, arrived at the grotto cave in Lingzi Mountain. The Winged King only carried a torch and a sword, entered the cave, and did not come out for three days. Just when everyone was about to go in to find it, the Winged King crawled out. The article described him as "looking panicked, his face pale, and sighing." "Ordered a number of soldiers to dig stones and fill in the pits, and bury the caves on the spot. The Wing King said a word at that time, the common people are bitter, and this place is very ominous.

Later, it was really a word, and the Yiwang defeated the Dadu River, became a prisoner of the Qing army, and was executed by Ling Chi after the most reluctance. It's really ominous.

After reading this account, I looked up and saw Liang Zhiwu standing with his back to him, standing in front of the window, looking out stupidly. My heart suddenly moved, and I vaguely felt something, could it be that his grandfather's death had something to do with this mysterious grotto?

"Done?" Liang turned around and asked.

I nodded, tapped my fingers on the table, and said what I had just thought. Liang Weiwu nodded: "You guessed very right." The grotto was indeed filled in back then, and a huge stone was pressed at the entrance of the cave, but it is impossible to verify whether it was Shi Dakai or not. ”

I listened quietly and asked, "What does this have to do with your grandfather?" ”

Liang was silent for a long time, looking very, very hesitant, not knowing how to say this. He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, as if he had finally made up his mind: "Then my grandfather's team dug up the cave. This was a very secret affair that many people did not know, but I was one of the 32 soldiers who were involved in the project at that time. ”

As I listened, I didn't know why, but suddenly I had a very nervous feeling, as if I had touched the edge of a huge thing, and my heart was pounding.

Liang Yanwu opened the conversation box and simply spoke. That team escaped the enemy's encirclement and came to Chunshui, and at this time the battle came to an end temporarily, and the team got a rare rest. Liang Zhiwu's grandfather was still a little ghost at the time, and he left home to join the team in his teens, because he was born as a bitter child, his foundation was clean, his mind was flexible, and his mouth was very sweet, so he asked him to be a correspondent for an old man. It was a beautiful and sunny day, and the old man and a few countrymen sat on the mill and chatted. Someone inadvertently said that Shi Dakai, the winged king, was once stationed in the local area, and the old man was quite interested and made a detailed inquiry.

The old people respect Hong Yang's history, and Hong Xiuquan, Yang Xiuqing and others are even more treasured. It is said that Hong Xiuquan is very powerful, and it is the little teacher who has laid down the world, but it is a pity that he must have made the same mistake as Li Zicheng when he entered the city, which is "the historical limitation of the peasant uprising". At that time, except for the old man in the countryside, the listener was such a small jumping bean as Grandpa Liang Zhenwu, and he couldn't understand it at all. After chatting a few words, the old man was very happy, and at this time, an old man from the countryside talked about the strange thing that Shi Dakai, the king of wings, had gone down to the grotto, which aroused the interest of the old man.

The next day, despite the opposition and dissuasion of the guard regiment and others, the old man insisted on going to the mountain to see Shi Dakai's ruins. The old man has always been known for his whimsical work in the team, informal, and very contemptuous of rules, and the more people stop him, the more persistent he becomes. At that time, the enemy offered 10,000 oceans to reward the old man's head, but the old man didn't care at all, and this time he went out into the mountains, and only brought Liang Zhuwu's grandfather and two guards.

Liang's fifth grandfather escaped from his hometown without a tuba, and only remembered that his name was Liang Gou'er. Or the old man gave the name Liang Guodong, which means the pillar of the country. When marching up the mountain, the old man said, Guoliang Guoliang, when Hong Xiuquan rebelled, there was a general named Zhang Guoliang among the enemy soldiers. originally followed Hong Xiuquan to fight the world, but was later recruited by the imperial court. He was also given the name Guoliang. Liang Guodong, one day in the future, if they offer you a very high price, will you pass? Liang Guodong was blessed to his heart, and said casually, I don't recognize anyone, just recognize you old man, you can do whatever you ask me to do, others are not good. The old man laughed loudly, pointed at him and said, "You little ghost."

After entering the mountain, the mountain road was long, the jungle covered the sun, and the old man in the countryside led them around and around, until noon before they reached the cave. The guard was very vigilant and pulled his gun out, wanting to question the old man who led the way. The old man said indifferently, those who use it do not doubt, those who doubt it do not need it, I believe that the people still support us, and they will never harm me.

They ate dry food and replenished some water in the mountains, and then continued on their way, until they finally found the cave. The hole was open in the ground, surrounded by weeds, and many stones were pressed on it, and the lantern shone on it, and it was barely possible to see the cracks in the hole under the stones. The old man circled around the stone twice and muttered a word, the project is not small. After seeing it, there was really nothing unusual, so everyone persuaded the old man to leave here. The old man did not speak, but took the lantern from the guard's hand and walked around, carefully examining the rocks around the mountainside.

He really found something, only to see a few vague rows of poems on a rock among the weeds, which could no longer be seen clearly because of the wind and rain. The old man approached with a lantern and looked carefully, and it was written: What do you want to go to the yin to visit ghosts, and you will ask yourself no enmity in your life. At this time, the mountain wind is cold, the grass and trees are shaking, the light is getting darker and darker, and the word "ghost" on the stone looks solemn and majestic.

The old man stood in front of the stone, muttering in his mouth, repeating it several times in a row. sighed, if this poem was mentioned by Shi Dakai back then, this person's pattern is still too small, no wonder it can't be a big deal.

The old man asked the old man in detail about Shi Dakai's history, especially interested in Shi Dakai's entry into the cave.

Liang Guodong was not involved in the next thing. After going back, the old man suddenly gave a puzzling order, he put Liang Guodong under house arrest, locked him in the firewood room, and was not allowed to go out or visit. Liang Guodong asked himself if he didn't do anything, but he didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd. A month later, the team had to reopen and leave the spring water, which was in the afternoon of this day. Suddenly, two soldiers came in, one on the left and one on the right, holding Liang Guodong, and covering his head with a hood. When I arrived at the place and took off my hood, I found that it was the river beach execution ground.

A gunshot rang out, and Liang Guodong fainted. In the second half of the night, he woke up, only to find that the shot had not hit the right place, and flew over his scalp, although he opened a large piece, but fortunately he saved a life. He took advantage of the night to escape from the river beach, and in the days to come, he recovered from his injuries and wanted to join the team again, but he knew that his identity was no longer tolerated, so he simply settled here.

He wanted to spend his whole life looking for the secrets of the year.