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Buried in the loess will be forgotten, and the darkness before dawn will linger. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info.

Wake up from a dream, dawn.

The autumn color is thick, but the jade dragon slope is covered in silver, stepping on the snow, the frost hits the heart, I don't know if the cold sun tomorrow will patronize Xuanqing's face.

Looking at the pine waves and blue shadows in the distance, the sky is as usual, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

The car came early on May Day, I only slept for a little half a night, and after getting up, I was sore, and I packed up all the spare parts and was about to set off. The little girl from last night ran over, smiled sweetly at me, and said to Che Wu: "Fifth uncle, take me! ”

She smiled, my face was feverish, I didn't dare to pout again, and said helplessly: "Smoke the ice monkey, deep in the mountains and old forests, maybe there is something, this is worth it!"

She pouted, pulled out a pistol from her waist, and made an aiming gesture, I was stunned, this girl is too wild, she uses a pistol as a toy, and she muttered in her heart, hurry up and smoke the ice monkey.

"Fifth uncle, if your broken copper and iron really encountered a tiger, how could you still fight. She smiled smugly.

When Che Wu said this, his old face turned red, and he muttered: "You give me that play, and you won't be afraid of encountering a tiger or something." ”

She laughed out loud and said to Che Wu: "Zhuang Nei can make a pistol, except for that 'little flower Rong Li Guang', I really haven't seen anyone fiddle with it." ”

After listening to this, I was depressed for a while, I can shoot the big hand of the dead corpse, but I can't fight the tiger? But it turns out that not everyone has Wu Song's two blows.

Che Wu had no choice but to take her with him, and told her that she must go through Qipinye's permission. The three of them chatted while walking along the way, and then they learned that the girl grew up in Yulongpo since she was a child, and the four seasons were like winter, so she was named Guo Manshuang. It's the first time I've heard such an elegant name, the girl in the Wuli River is not called this beauty, it's that flower, such a name is really rare.

Passing through a dense foggy mountain pass, a large primeval forest is in front of you, further spring flowers bloom, and the snow is flying in a step back. This scene of ice and fire is really the first time I have seen it, and it is worthy of being called Changbai Mountain.

Walking in the forest, there was only a palm-sized sky, and I turned around with my head covered, but Che Wu was unhurried in front, looking left and right all the way.

Digging ginseng is also called 'putting the mountain', pay attention to a lot, to worship the mountain god, drink realgar, but the car five arts master is bold, there are not so many taboos, he firmly believes that the mountain god can not take him to the ground.

The three of them stopped and stopped, Che Wu said that he had grown up in Changbai Mountain since he was a child, and his father was the leader of the mountain, and once he went up the mountain with his father to hunt, and he was anxious about a litter of wild boars, and they rampaged through the bushes, like Lao Maozi's tank, and three hounds died under the fangs of the wild boar, which was more than two feet long.

Knocking down one with a spear, a group rushed again, and his father was trampled to death by the hoofs of wild boars.

He climbed to the tree and narrowly escaped, but was later rescued by Qipinye, who went up the mountain to dig ginseng, and stayed in Bandung Shouzhuang. He was in awe and resentful of the mountains.

Chatting and chatting, it came to Wanlong Shouzhuang, he lamented, said that now the four modernizations are being built, all are cremated, Wanlong Shouzhuang millennium trading is not as good as the day, yesterday Zhuangzhong all over the rudder of the helm owners gathered in Yulongpo, but the helmsman of the Guangdong rudder said that he abandoned the old business, conformed to the trend of the national reform system, and wanted to go to the sea to do business.

But how can the business handed down by the ancestors be lost, and the helmsmen of the rudders in various places were anxious and pumped his 'dragon tendons'.

This dragon tendon is a kind of punishment in Bandung Shouzhuang. The trade of the dead is not seen in the light, and if you step in, you have to do this business for the rest of your life, and if you want to change the route halfway, you have to pass the great punishment of pulling dragon tendons, pulling dragon skin, pulling dragon teeth, and sharpening dragon bones.

Pumping dragon tendons is to prick the fingers with a needle, ten fingers to the heart, if there is no backbone, it will be soft at that time. Picking the dragon skin is to use an iron whip to row it on the body, and few can pass this level, and if the iron whip is pulled down, there will only be half a life left if you don't die.

Extracting dragon teeth, as the name suggests, is to break off the two front teeth, which is equivalent to branding an iron seal, and has a long memory.

As for sharpening the keel, few people can make it to that level, grunting back and forth with a rolling pin, which really hurts to the bone marrow.

After this set, people are almost breathless. Yesterday, the helmsman in Guangdong called his father and mother as soon as he inserted two needles.

I looked at him dumbfounded, the rules are really fucking much. Leaning on a towering ancient tree, sitting on the ground on the pine, this is a symbol of the immortality of the forest, like veins, beating, but endless.

I grinned and asked Che Wu, "When will I be able to get to Tiefeng Forest?"

"Soon, we'll be there before dark!" Che Wu said to me, filling his mouth with dry food.

It was already afternoon at this time, and the light in the forest was even darker, and I suddenly turned around, but the little girl without frost might have run again.

Looking around, one peeked inside at the edge of a narrow cave, and there was a simple mountain temple made of mountain stones at the entrance of the cave, the size of his own shrine, in which a small clay figure was enshrined, with three heads and six arms, but the facial features were Chu, there was no tribute, only a few scattered animal bones.

Che Wu took a sip of water, got up and vented at a big tree, the heat rose, shivered, and hummed comfortably.

As soon as he lifted his pants, when he turned around, Zhengshuang stood at the entrance of the cave, his face turned sideways, and shouted: "My little ancestor, go back to ......" Before the words fell, a strange hand like a vine suddenly stretched out from the entrance of the cave, and pulled Manshuang in.

After a scream, it calmed down again, and the moment the strange hand pulled her in, I stepped forward, only to grab a trouser leg.

I was horrified that it was low, and it was so dark and numb that it was a monster that could drag such a large living person into it.

Unconsciously took a step back, had already pulled out his sword, patted his head with his big hand, and sighed dejectedly.

Looking, as if he knew what the monster was, he hurriedly asked, "What is that rattan play?"

"What the hell is the rattan, that's the hand of the mountain god!" Che Wu said to me as he approached the entrance of the cave.

My weird clay sculpture, I don't know what the evil god is, the mouth, and it's not a master to mess with, Che Wu lay at the entrance of the hole, trying to drill in, but stuck at the mouth of the hole, and had no choice but to pull half of his body back.

Che Wu stood on the ground beating his chest, I was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "What kind of mountain god is that, why are you still catching people?"

"That's a hunter who hunts in the mountains all year round, and often encounters a vicious beast in the mountains, called 'Buddha with a thousand hands', who often captivates the living, this is not autumn, so fuck the fuck and store winter food!"

As soon as I heard that the 'winter grain' frost was not in danger for the time being, who knew whether the Buddha would be killed and dried, or whether he would starve to death by throwing that handful.

Even if you don't starve to death, you suffocate in a hole in the ground. I had a heart, and asked Che Wu for a flashlight, but I couldn't save it, and I had to leave a whole corpse for that girl.

Che Wu was not ambiguous, handed me the flashlight, took out another hunting knife, patted me on the shoulder, and said: "Sure enough, the hero is a young man, my physique is too big to get in, I am all counting on you." ”

After listening to this, I was depressed for a while, and they all said that people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and I really think that I am a master!

I took my hunting knife and flashlight, turned and burrowed into the low cavern, crawling forward. The smell of the cave choked me and I didn't know what was ahead, and the huge psychological pressure and harsh environment made me lose my judgment of the direction.

I don't know how long I climbed, I just want to get out of the manshuang quickly, the cuffs have worn out at some point, and I have to grind to the bones if I climb like this. I was thinking about it, when suddenly there was a 'crackling' sound of knocking on the cave wall, and I felt a chill in my heart, it must be that the Buddha knew that I was coming!

With a flashlight, a mouse was crawling towards me all the way with a wail, and I was so frightened that I couldn't help but retreat, not because I was afraid of mice, but because I met the rat in this cave on a narrow path, and it was not necessarily who died.

The rat ran wildly, and its eyes were about to hit my front door, and a vine like a tentacle with a crackling sound took the rat in mid-air, entangled, and tied a knot, and the rat opened its mouth with a big mouth, and half of its intestines came out of its mouth.