Liujia Village is located at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, said to be a village, in fact, there are more than 20 scattered families. Because almost everyone in the village is surnamed Liu, Ma Jinzhai seems a little out of place.

Unlike the native villagers of Liujia Village, Ma Jinzhai is an outsider, going back to three generations, and also after the gate of the dominant party, it is a pity that the traitor is in charge, framed by the minister, not to mention the family road, but also reduced to the door to copy, only with a sixtieth old slave desperately fight, only to save Ma Jinzhai who is far from the crown, but unfortunately the old slave was seriously injured, and died not long after, leaving Ma Jinzhai alone, as for how to live in Liujia Village, it is a bitter past that can not be with outsiders.

Because it is located in a remote area, Liujia Village takes three days to come and go from the nearest market, fortunately, the family has hunted for a living, the venison of Kunlun Mountain is extremely fresh and tender, and is deeply loved by the people of the surrounding towns.

It's been so plain for ten years, and the life day after day is so long that Ma Jinzhai feels that this life will be so dull, but God always disagrees, and the peaceful life is completely broken with a loud bang.

On this day, Ma Jinzhai was lying on the recliner made up in the courtyard, carrying a string of sugar gourds bought from the bazaar, basking in the sun leisurely, only to hear a loud bang on the top of Kunlun Mountain, frightened Ma Jinzhai rolled down from the chair, stood up and rubbed his aching buttocks, a burst of black smoke rose from the top of the mountain, the sound came from there, all the families in the village also ran out, the oldest old man in the grandson under the support of the grandson, the old tears, I don't know where the strength was born, pushed away the grandson who had already passed the age of confusion, trembling and kneeling, clasped his hands together and muttered: "It's been eighty years, and I can't escape after all, and I hope God will bless my Liujia Village to survive this catastrophe. The villagers next to this meeting were also confused, and they didn't know what the old man was crazy about.

Ma Jinzhai took three steps and ran to the old man in two steps: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? What kind of robbery? ”

The old man completely ignored Ma Jinzhai and others, just knelt on the ground and prayed, seeing that the old man did not answer, the surrounding villagers were also discussing, in order to calm the turmoil, Ma Jinzhai raised his arms and said loudly: "No matter what this sound is, our soldiers will block, water will come to the earth, no need to think nonsense, besides, the top of the mountain is the place where the deer king lives, the deer must have gone down the mountain to escape when they heard the movement, it is not a bad thing for us, if the uncles and aunts are still not at ease, I will immediately set off to find out." ”

Now that there is a person who has come out, the villagers are not so worried, after all, there is a tall one on the top of the sky falling, even if there is a real disaster, there is also a village of people to accompany them, and they all agree to Ma Jinzhai's proposal.

Seeing that the villagers all agreed, Ma Jinzhai said in his heart: "Yes, I want to be a substitute for the dead ghost again, and when Lao Tzu catches the deer king, I will kill you turtle grandchildren." With a smile on his face, he returned home to clean up and follow the black smoke.

Usually hunting, the villagers will not go into the mountain too deep, although Ma Jinzhai is bold, but only halfway up the mountain, never to the top of the mountain, this time to take the burden in fact, their hearts are also frightened, in case of any wild boar and big insect black blind, their own more than 100 catties of meat may not be enough to fight the tooth sacrifice, so go all the way carefully, always pay attention to any wind and grass around.

Walking to the sunset, there are still more than ten miles of mountain roads from the black smoke, and the dry food has already been eaten, Ma Jinzhai suddenly felt hungry, anyway, the formula is there, and he can barely satisfy himself by playing some game, hastily beat a few pheasants, and ate them on the bonfire, Ma Jinzhai licked his oily fingers and embarked on this last journey.

More than ten miles of mountain road for Ma Jinzhai is the work of two teas, soon the billowing black smoke is close at hand, look up, only to see black smoke coming out of a gloomy black hole, accompanied by a foul smell, Ma Jinzhai covered his mouth and nose.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the surroundings are quiet and scary, only the sound of his heartbeat is left, the cold sweat on his body flows out unconsciously, swallowing his saliva, and finally suppressing the fear in his heart, Ma Jinzhai tiptoed towards the black hole and slowly moved.

The closer to the entrance of the cave, the stronger the stench, Ma Jinzhai only felt dizzy, hurriedly stopped, and thought in his heart: "In case there is anything strange in this cave, in this wilderness, I am afraid that there is not even a person to collect the corpse, forget it, since there is nothing but the smell and black smoke, and this place is far away from the village, I will return the same way, and it can be regarded as an explanation to the villagers." As soon as he thought of this, Ma Jinzhai left a mark near the entrance of the cave, and then turned back and went down the mountain, silently noting the route in his heart, thinking that after a few days, when the black smoke cleared, he would bring a few brave young men with him. It's just that after he turned around, he hurried home, and he didn't hear a faint laugh from the depths of the black hole.

When I returned to the village, it was early in the morning, some of the elderly villagers had already gotten up, seeing that Ma Jinzhai was safe and sound, they all stepped forward to inquire about the situation, Ma Jinzhai went over the mountains and mountains for a day and a night, just wanted to sleep well, and said perfunctorily: "There is nothing on the top of the mountain, just a hole, there is black smoke in it, everything else is normal, everyone does not have to worry." After saying that, he went straight home and fell asleep. The villagers saw that Ma Jinzhai came back safe and sound, and since he said that it was okay, it was okay.

In his sleep, Ma Jinzhai kept a voice in his head: "It's been five hundred years, and the old man has finally waited for you." Ma Jinzhai was upset, and he couldn't sleep well, so he was in a daze for many days, and every night this old voice would ring in his ears and linger.