It is a path that goes deep into the top of the mountain, and the monks and nuns said that if you go over the mountain and walk about a mile, you will see the village.

I'm so curious, this place to find an inn to live in has to run to the deep mountains and old forests, why is there no inn outside the mountain?

While thinking about walking, I soon came to the back of the temple, in front of which was a towering mountain, and the mountain road turned and went deep into the top of the mountain. The whole mountain is full of low shrubs or dead grass, except for the tall woods on the west side, so it is not very difficult to discern the direction.

As I embarked on the journey, I could hear the chirping of a few unknown strange birds or smell the fresh smell of grass seeds in the mountains and fields along the way.

Other than that, the night was unusually peaceful.

I wondered, what is it like in the city where most of us live at this moment?

It must have been a traffic jam on the road, and the streets were full of people and dogs.

The sound of car horns, human voices, and dog barking mingle to form a unique symphony that the city must play every day.

Looking up, the buildings are getting taller and taller, blocking the stars and the moon.

Through the windows with lights on, there are souls running around for life. They calculate every day, and they still have to calculate when they get home.

Food, clothing, housing, children's milk powder money, nursery money, school admission money, tutoring fees, college tuition fees, .......

Finding a job, renting a house, buying a house, marrying a daughter-in-law, ...... for mortgages, car loans, and bride price.

Bank cards, credit cards, social security cards, fitness cards, beauty cards, access control cards, phone cards, .......

Falling in love, getting married, getting divorced, falling in love again, getting married again, divorced again, .......

Income comparison, vanity comparison, psychological gap, dance hall bar, .......

Air quality, chengguan hawkers, illegal construction and demolition, square dance, ballroom dance, ghost step dance, .......

Quarrels, hands-on, police stations, detention, sentencing, .......

Eat and drink, Lamborghini, fashion brands, bodyguards, lovers, .......

Laid-off workers, elderly people living alone, picking up garbage, begging along the streets, .......

......。

I let out a long sigh.

Looking at the mountain road and the surrounding environment that I am walking, I can't help but feel a comfortable feeling of being free from the sea of suffering.

On the side of the path is a babbling stream, which flows day and night with the most natural pure mountain spring water, and the sound of the spring water is accompanied by the night and the moonlight.

I was so excited that I hummed a little song that echoed through the mountains, a different feeling that you can't experience if you have lived in the city for a long time.

When I climbed to the top of the mountain, I was slightly sweating, and I was soothed by the night breeze as if I had walked out of a sauna room.

Dotted with stars, I saw a dense light at the flat dam at the foot of the mountain, which must be the small village I was heading to.

The way down the hill was quicker, and soon I could hear the barking of dogs coming from the village.

As I was about to descend to the foot of the hill and enter the entrance of the village, I faintly heard the cry of a child, and following the sound, a child of about two or three years old sat under a low tree.

This is a little boy with a single braid that reaches to the sky, wearing a small red belly pocket on the upper body and a pair of pink shorts underneath.

I thought, whose child is this, why is this still sitting here crying when it's dark?

I walked over and leaned over to pick up the child, and the child's pink touch was so good.

I asked, "Baby, why are you sitting here alone? What about your mom and dad? Where is your house? Uncle is taking you home." ”

The little boy didn't recognize life but didn't speak, just crying and pointing to a path beside him.

I thought I'd just go straight into the village and ask whose child it was.

But as I had taken a few steps towards the village, the little boy began to cry even more violently, and he was holding me with one hand while still pointing to the path with the other.

I thought to myself, you cry yarn, two or three-year-old boys should be able to talk, right? Unless he's dumb.

But his body language had made it clear to me that his home was not in this village, but in another place where the path he was pointing to.

I saw the path winding along the mountain to the other side of the mountain, and it was getting late, and I couldn't see the end of the road.

I remember what the monks and nuns reminded me when I was about to go up the mountain, that I should only take the right path and not the wrong way.

As far as I know, there is only one village that crosses this mountain, and I really don't know where this path leads.

If the light is dark, it is better to carry the child into the village first and entrust it to the village chief, and then send him back tomorrow.

So I took another step towards the village, but the little boy kicked and beat me even harder, tearing and biting.

I could faintly hear the dog barking more violently than before, and it seemed that the child was not very welcome.

It seems that the bear boy does not want to enter this village, and he has to pester me to send him home along this path tonight. But where does this path lead?

It was getting late, and I was in a dilemma.

The child is anxious to return home, if he is forcibly brought into the village tonight, what will he do if he can't see his parents crying all night?

But I can't leave him alone.

That's it!

It's a disaster that can't be avoided, but a blessing can't be pushed away.

It seems that I have to stay in another village tonight, who made us a kind-hearted person?

Looking at the little boy in my arms, I don't know where he will lead me later.

Thinking of this, I didn't hesitate to open my legs and walk towards the side path.

It was a narrower and more treacherous path than the previous one, and on the other side of the path was not a babbling stream but a steep slope or a cliff.

At this time, dark clouds appeared in the sky one after another, and the moonlight was blocked from time to time, and it was often difficult to see the direction ahead.

I simply moved the backpack to my chest, carried the child on my back, and found a bandage to tie me and him together.

I held the child's leg with one hand, and with the other hand, I turned on the flashlight on the phone to light the way forward, and walked with difficulty.

The image of a deserted old man on a steep mountain path in the middle of the night is like a bulging old man hurrying with a lantern.

The little boy on his back did not cry at this time, but happily clapped his little hands and sang a nursery rhyme.

Oh my god, not dumb, huh?

I thought to myself, I can be pitted by you tonight, and I don't know if the place you want to take me to is heaven or Longtan Tiger's Den?

At this time, I suddenly remembered that an old driver who had been running long distances in Xishuangbanna, Yunnan Province decades ago had told me such an incident.

At that time, there was no expressway, and the national highway to Xishuangbanna was a narrow asphalt road shuttling between the mountains and forests, and driving alone on the mountain road in the middle of the night may not meet a meeting car for dozens of kilometers. At this time, I am most afraid of encountering two things on the road, one is the snake crossing the road, and the other is the bare-bottomed child wearing a belly pocket sitting alone on the road.

If you encounter these two things, quickly turn around and drive a few miles to find a place to stop, close the window and rest, otherwise something will happen!

A bare-bottomed kid in a belly pocket? I can't help but feel a stir in my body when I think of this.

Isn't it the ...... in a belly pocket who is singing happily on my body now?

The road ahead was getting rougher and the night was getting darker.

Suddenly, the fog began to rise in the mountains, and it became thicker and thicker, enveloping me more and more difficult to see ahead.

I looked at my phone, and there was no signal.

At this time, I remembered that I had downloaded Buddhist scriptures on my phone.

At the end of the study, the study of the Dharma is still shallow, and he is not yet proficient in reciting Buddhist scriptures, and he cannot even read them smoothly; those difficult and difficult Sanskrit texts cannot be overcome in some time. So I downloaded the Buddhist scriptures on my mobile phone, and if I couldn't sleep in a hotel with heavy yin qi when I was traveling, or if the movement was too loud at night, I would put it away.

There is a "Pupa Vajra Mantra" in the mobile phone, which is a Dharma blessed by the empowerment of the Dharma Protector Vajra in Tibetan Buddhism, and the induction is very strong! The strong and powerful chanting of the Living Buddha Lama and the blowing of the Tongqin on the long pipe are very shocking, which is guaranteed to make the ghosts and ghosts in the world scatter!

The majestic and shocking "Purba Vajra Mantra" instantly echoed on the mountain, and I felt a fearlessness rise in my heart immediately, the soles of my feet relaxed, and the thick fog in front of me seemed to drift away in an instant.

The strange thing is that the child on his back stopped making a fuss and listened to the Buddhist scriptures quietly.

I thought to myself, if you are a mountain or a wild ghost, you should disappear from front of me immediately! Otherwise, after a while, the sound of the Buddhist scriptures will really attract the gods, and you will look good.

In this way, I played Buddhist scriptures all the way, carrying children and luggage all the way forward, and before I knew it, the road came to an end.

At this time, a big black cave appeared in front of him, the entrance of the cave was as wide as a three-story building, and there were many stone stalactites hanging down from the top of the cave, very much like the white teeth of a beast, and it seemed to open its bloody mouth in the night, revealing a cold light.

A mountain river flowed out of the cave slowly, carrying a mist fairy aura, and the air was filled with a smell of yin tide.

A swarm of bats flapped their wings and howled out of the cave, making a loud noise in the silence of the mountain wilderness.

The child didn't make a fuss, but I was confused, is this his home?

I looked sideways, and the rabbit was asleep.

I slapped him hard with my hand, "Hey, kid, what's going forward?"

He opened his hazy eyes, looked at it, pointed to the hole, and fell back to sleep.

I thought to myself, my good boy! If he really is some kind of monster, my "Phoba Vajra Mantra" should have worked a long time ago?

However, there is no way out in front of me, but he instead directs me to go to the cave, what should I do?

At this time, I suddenly thought of the fox I saw during the day, and ghost stories often say that the fox lives in a cave and cultivates into a human form.

Could it be that there is a little fox on his back?

Or is it a decoy that pulls me in?

The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes.

Things have come to this point, and it really puts me in a dilemma.

Isn't there any danger in letting go of the child and turning around? I've been out of that village for at least a few miles, and even if I run, I can't outrun the youkai!