We didn't say anything along the way, we ran and shuttled through the rainy night, and we entered the village in less than 20 minutes after half an hour's journey.

The village was very heavy, the door of the old patriarch's house was still ajar, as when we left, we did not turn on the flashlight, went back to our room in the dark, changed our wet clothes and stuffed them into our bags, pretended that nothing had happened, and went to bed.

Tossing in the middle of the night, I hid in the quilt and turned on the flashlight, looked at my watch, pointed to four o'clock in the morning, and I didn't feel sleepy at the moment, I was ready to ask the stuffy oil bottle, what was going on this time.

Just as I was about to speak, the stuffy oil bottle pointed to the next room, signaling that the partition wall had ears, and then patted me on the shoulder, and said lightly, "Sleep first." "I had to swallow my words and sleep with my head covered.

The next morning, not long after we awoke, someone came to visit, and when I saw it, it was the black-faced man, who had a simple smile and seemed very hospitable, and said that he had hunted a hare, and that he wanted to invite us to his house for dinner.

I reckon that the meal is fake, and the temptation is true.

The only outsiders in the stockade are us, and they will surely suspect us if they lost someone last night.

Before I could speak, the fat man preemptively said, "Wow, hare meat." This time on a business trip, it was bear's paw and rabbit meat, which was really amazing. The fat man accepted the invitation, and the black-faced man looked very happy, and looked at the other people who had not spoken, and when I met his gaze, I immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, we will definitely go at noon." He smiled and nodded, and walked away again.

The fat man sighed: "If you don't say that the people in the mountains are simple, look at how enthusiastic they are." I rolled my eyes and said to myself: You have to know about the fact that they shot and chased us last night, and you can't say that you are simple.

This time, to find the fairy cave, it was all up to Lao Hu to lead the way, we found a secluded place to discuss, I asked Lao Hu: "Are you in that canyon, do you see any doorway?" Could it be that there is any treasure cave in this Xiantao Mountain? ”

Lao Hu said: "It is to see some doorways, the canyon from high to low, meandering, the situation is like lightning, the thunder head is on Xiantao Mountain, as if there is lightning coming down from Xiantao." The lightning-shaped canyon formed a fog miasma, because the clouds and mist transpired and did not disperse in the lightning, so people entered the canyon, and the moisture and miasma in it were very heavy, which was easy to cause fainting. ”

"That Lao Jiang said that the two partners who died when he was a child were probably in the miasma of the fog in the canyon, so he drowned, this kind of mountain shape, the lightning gathering water at the bottom, the fairy peach is in the middle of the mountain range, as if growing in a basin, it is the unique 'immortal offering peach' feng shui, the most suitable for the living to live, the people who live here, the longevity and blessing are not decaying, it is a treasure land. As the so-called born all things, yin and yang intertwined, this Xiantao Mountain is a treasure land for the living, no accident, there must be a treasure land for the dead near here, so we can find it. ”

After hearing this, the fat man immediately showed a suspicious look, patted Lao Hu's shoulder, and said, "I said Comrade Xiaohu, have you been in the United States for so many years and your technology has regressed?" They also live a long life and are blessed, the people in this cottage, which eye do you see that they are blessed with a long life? The poor pants can't be worn, and they are still treasured. ”

The fat man's words are also what I want to ask, according to Lao Hu, the people who live here can live a long life and be rich, but the scene I see in front of me, it is not an exaggeration to say that the jingle of poverty is not an exaggeration, how can there be a symbol of happiness.

But then again, Feng Shui is true, in the past, there was no wildlife protection law, and there were cherished herbs in the mountains, precious mountain treasures, mountain people rely on these, they can indeed make a fortune, but now the times have changed, so they have become poor and backward, Lao Hu's words, it is not necessarily wrong.

After the fat man finished speaking, Lao Hu also shook his head and said: "I was still thinking about this problem when I went to bed last night, it stands to reason that the feng shui here is excellent, and the living people will live in, and they will be rich in less than ten years, I estimate that they will ...... Something is wrong with Feng Shui here. ”

Although I have begun to believe in the theory of feng shui, I still feel a little unreliable about the things that feng shui can change a person's fate.

As soon as Lao Hu said this, I told me about last night's incident, and then said: "These mountain people are not stupid, looking at their actions, it is estimated that they are used to poaching on weekdays." ”

The fat man said strangely: "Innocent comrade, according to what you say, the people here should have been rich a long time ago, where did all the money they earned go?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Hell knows." However, these mountain people look simple, but their methods are also ruthless, they live on this black trick, they must not want to be known by outsiders, we still pretend not to know, otherwise, God knows if they will have the intention of killing people. ”

We discussed it again, and Lao Hu finally said: "The people in this village are treacherous, let's not stay for a long time, but now the mountain road is slippery, and it is too dangerous to enter the mountain, let's stay for two days, and by the way, go to the mountain people to inquire and see if we can pick up any tongue leaks, and when the weather clears, we are going deeper." After speaking, Lao Hu warned the fat man and said, "Little fatty, especially you, stop and don't be out of tune." ”

The fat man didn't take it to heart at all, looked at the sun, and said: "Let's go, it's time to eat hare meat, no matter what these mountain people do, as long as it doesn't hinder the fat man from fighting, he is a good friend at the wine table." ”

This dead fat man, just after giving him a vaccination, his mouth was full of black words, I went up and gave him a punch, and said: "What a fight, we are here to shoot." The fat man was afraid of his brain and said, "Yes, yes, we are Zongzi Photography Magazine." I rolled my eyes, five people slowly walked to the black-faced man's house, his house is on the periphery of the village, quite dilapidated, he is alone at home, and the old patriarch inquired in the morning, it is said that his daughter-in-law gave birth to the first child and died, the body was buried in the ravine under Xiantao Mountain, that generation is the old cemetery in the village, and the ancestors have been buried in that ditch for generations.

Hearing the old patriarch say this, I feel very pitiful, and I can't help but be even more strange, if the mountain people here often poach, they should have made a fortune a long time ago, just last night they picked up the bear skin and wolf skin, all of which were hundreds of thousands of yuan, so where did these people's money go?

The black-faced man is called Duobangda, who lives alone, is used to cooking, and the rabbit meat is stewed in a pot, and I don't know what mountain materials are put in, and the taste is excellent. Our group of five behaved very naturally and enthusiastically, and Duobangda couldn't see anything wrong, and always looked at us secretly at first, but then probably dispelled his suspicions, and ate with us, and gradually began to talk, leaving aside the murderous appearance that chased me last night, it still looked very simple.

How can a person have so many faces?

While eating, in the open space outside the village, there was a sudden noise, and after a while, an old woman with gray hair hurried into the house, and when she saw Duobangda, she immediately patted her thigh and shouted: "Oh no, no, the boy of the Wu family is gone!" ”

The old patriarch had mentioned to me that Nawu, who was also a widower, had heard that a man had sent out the only college student in the village, an old man, who was himself nearly sixty years old this year.

The boy is gone, could it be that the college student is also in the village?

Dobonda put down his chopsticks and asked the old woman, "What's the matter?" Take your time. ”

The old woman said: "Nawu is seriously ill, his baby sent him to the county hospital, the doctor said that it was a terminal illness, and his baby went into the mountain by himself, saying that he would go to the Ghost Thunder Mountain to dig up thousand-year-old ginseng and hang Nawu." There was no one early this morning, and he was anxious to wipe his tears on the bed, you should go and see. ”

When Duobangda heard this, his face changed greatly, and he said, "The little cub is dead, let's go, go and see." After speaking, he put down his chopsticks and greeted us casually, you eat by yourself first, I'll take a look, and hurried out.

The fat man chewed rabbit meat in his mouth and said, "What, thousand-year-old ginseng?" Even Changbai Mountain can't be dug up. "Thousand-year-old ginseng is already extinct, Changbai Mountain is a place where ginseng is produced, and I don't dare to boast about Haikou, saying that if you can dig out a thousand-year-old year, you have to snicker if you can have a three-hundred-year year.

But in folklore, the thousand-year-old ginseng, the shape is a complete baby type, it has become a fine, and the kind of people will run in the soil, can not be said to dig ginseng, can only say to catch ginseng, living people only have a breath in it, eat it can eliminate all diseases, return to youth, is the first treasure to continue life.

But after all, this is something in folklore, and it is generally written into martial arts or TV series, who would really catch a thousand years of ginseng, besides, even if ginseng can really last for a thousand years, even what Changbai Mountain doesn't have, can be caught in Wushan?

Xiaohua put down the chopsticks and said, "Go and see." "We don't eat rabbit meat anymore, followed by Duobangda, walked to another house not far away, only to see an old man lying on the bed in the room, wiping tears, as soon as I saw Duobangda, immediately said: "You must find the doll back, Ghost Thunder Mountain is not a place for people to go, if you want to lose your life, I will be this one doll......" said while crying.

I looked at the furnishings in the house, and found that it was very neat, and there were a lot of furniture, and I saw that Wu was a relatively good family in the village, and at this moment, I suddenly saw a photo, which was suddenly like a lightning strike.

The photograph is embedded under an old piece of glass and placed on a wooden box in the corner, presumably due to the humid environment of Wushan, which has turned yellow.

There are three photos, the first of which is a young man with a bright smile in the background, on the edge of the West Lake. The second is in an antique shop, photographed of a man who is immersed in his work. The third is a group photo, also in an antique shop, on which one of the people wears a pair of sunglasses, covering most of his face.

I looked at these three photos and was dumbfounded, because the protagonists of two of these photos were actually myself! My photo will appear in the depths of Wushan Mountain, thousands of miles away...... This realization, how not to shock.

At this time, the stuffy oil bottle also followed my gaze, and he inhaled lightly, obviously surprised, and then turned his head to me and said, "It's you buddy." I nodded with a wry smile, the person in the photo, who is not Zhao Wang?

I remember those two photos.

At that time, I was teaching Zhao Wang how to make up the rubbing, he learned to take a picture secretly, held the camera and smiled: "Evil brother, others say that serious men are the most attractive, I put this photo on the Internet, how about helping you get married?" ”

What did I say to him? seems to have said: "Damn, I haven't taken a picture of my face, what kind of marriage." ”

The second one was after returning from Kunlun Mountain, and in those days he couldn't see light because of an eye injury, so he wore sunglasses. During that time, it was the peak tourist season of West Lake, and many tourists wandered the streets.

Zhao Wang was more interested in the Xileng Printing Society than I was, and came up with a so-called marketing strategy, placing a statue of Guanyin at the door of the store, asking tourists to spend 50 yuan to receive a wishing sticker, throw it into the box in front of the statue, and then distribute a string of wooden Buddha bracelets.

The effect was very good, so when there were few people, I took a group photo with my camera, and the pottery statue of Guanyin was in the background.

Duobangda was still talking to Nawu, only listening to Nawu: "Ghost Thunder Mountain is such a dangerous place, my doll has held a pen since she was a child, and she can't use a gun, what if you encounter a beast in the mountain, and it is so haunted and fierce, you, you must be fast!" ”

Lao Hu suddenly said: "Old man, what is the place of Ghost Thunder Mountain?" ”

Na Wu was sad and wiped his tears, almost couldn't open his mouth, Duobangda's face was grim, and said: "Just opposite Xiantao Mountain, the older generation of that place has been said to be haunted, and often thunder in drought days, just like the thunder god is blowing up ghosts, that place is deep in the mountains, few people dare to go, the medicinal materials in it have not been destroyed, in our village, there are legends from generation to generation, saying that there are thousands of years of ginseng, 10,000 years of Shou Wu, it is said that there were once Rui beasts infested. ”

The fat man said: "Rui Beast? What Rui Beast? ”

There was an old man with gray hair on the side, and said: "My father said that one year, it rained a lot, and that kind of rain was like the water of the Yangtze River pouring down from the sky, which was very heavy. In the middle of the night, the water suddenly rose in the mountains, and at the foot of the Guilei Mountain, there was a large river overnight, and the river flowed around the ravine until it reached the Yangtze River. My father said that there was a big drought and thunder at that time, and the sky of the Ghost Thunder Mountain was full of purple lightning, and the water went from the Ghost Thunder Mountain ravine to our Xiantao Mountain ravine, and then my father saw that in the water, there were two huge red lanterns, which seemed to be the eyes of some monster, and the water in the ditch rose as high as the pair of lanterns were raised. ”

After a pause, he continued: "My father was young and curious, so he hid and watched, and the wind and thunder were very strong and the water was so strong that it seemed to flood the whole Wushan. Then suddenly there was an explosion, and a purple thunder was laid from the sky, and the thunder and lightning illuminated everything, and then my father saw a black dragon in the water. The dragon had horns, and the water rose as high as the dragon's head was raised, and all the purple thunder chased after it, and then the dragon sank into the water, and the rain stopped falling, and the thunder did not hit, and the flood took three days to retreat, and there was a mudslide in the mountains, and my grandfather died in the mudslide at that time. ”

I only heard Lao Hu suddenly gasp, as if he felt incredible, his expression was a little strange, as if he was convinced, and was deeply shocked. I think it's a little strange, this is completely a mythical story, does Lao Hu really believe it?

I heard Lao Hu immediately say: "Are you going to find the doll?" A few of us went to help too. After speaking, he pointed to me and a few people from the stuffy oil bottle. Lao Hu is not an unreliable person, I guess he has some ideas, besides, the missing 'doll' now is estimated to be Zhao Wang, and I can't stand by and watch what I say now.

When I took over the third uncle's business, there was no henchman around me, so I had to push Wang Meng out, Wang Meng honed his head, and did a good job, and then he was ready to recruit someone to look at the shop, at that time Zhao Wang came to apply for the job by himself, saying that he had just come out of college and was very interested in the antique industry.

Every year for the New Year, I take half a month off, but I didn't ask much about his family background, and I didn't think that I would encounter such a world, this world, is really too small.

After Lao Hu finished speaking, I immediately nodded and said, "Yes, let's go too, several of us have learned martial arts, so we can help." ”

Dobonda disagreed, his expression was a little gloomy, and he said, "No, it's too dangerous there, you don't know, that place ...... Haunted. ”