After finding the guide, we set off in a hurry. I have never seen the group of people behind the same sect that Wu Laogui said were his enemies, but it does not rule out that the road that Wu Laogui took us will always avoid that group. Human, after we decided not to fight until we got there.
The guide’s name is Zhang Cheng, and this name is truly true to his name. After only getting along with him for a short day, I felt that he was really an honest person. He didn’t talk much, but every word he said was honest and reliable. The old ghost is simply a stark contrast.
After hanging out together for a day, we became familiar with each other, so we no longer called Zhang Cheng the guide so harshly. We called him Lao Zhang according to his request. The transportation here is not too convenient, plus the heavy snow, and other There were some small problems. In short, it was at night that we arrived at the foot of the mountain where we were going to enter the mountain.
The climate at the foot of the mountain is not too cold, compared with the small border town we stayed in before, but the north wind is still blowing loudly, occasionally rolling up the snow on the ground. It looks like it has been here a few days ago It just snowed.
Lao Zhang told me that there was a village not far ahead, and some of the families living there were former hunters, but now work for the forestry, and occasionally hunt or something. He is familiar with the place and comes here often.
I smiled and asked Lao Zhang: "Why do you come to this remote village to stay instead of staying in the city?"
Lao Zhang smiled honestly and said: "My family has had that weird dream for generations. I don't dare to lose the skills of surviving in the mountains. I don't dare to be unfamiliar with this old forest, for fear that one day I will have to help the people in the dream." Not only am I familiar with this village, but there is no one among the dozen or so villages in this large forest farm that I am not familiar with. Speaking of which, I also have an old brother who lives in this village."
I just smiled and handed Lao Zhang a cigarette. At the same time, I felt that Mr. Wu was really lucky. The family I met was really sincere. It came from a dream. Over the past few hundred years, generations of his ancestors had not only failed to He dared to lose his craftsmanship and also spent too much of his life in this old forest with a radius of hundreds of miles.
Thinking of this, I am a little worried about Old Ghost Wu. The burden of this cause and effect is too heavy. After all, it has delayed the lives of others for several generations. If God wants to settle the matter one day, this Old Ghost Wu will probably have a hard time. As a human being in the world, I believe that Old Ghost Wu is an old ghost who has been wandering around the world for hundreds of years, but he still insists on doing this. I can only say that this old ghost has a very deep obsession under the "heartless" surface. Read it and let it do whatever it takes.
Inexplicably, I was a little worried about Mr. Wu. I walked side by side with Lao Zhang in front and walked in silence for a while. I asked Lao Zhang: "That strange dream has been there for so long. It can be said that generations of your family have been dreaming about their lives." Do you blame me for being abandoned in this old forest?"
Lao Zhang took a puff of his cigarette and said very matter-of-factly: "What's there to complain about? Many years ago, my family relied on the mountains. We hunted on the mountains, collected mountain products, and occasionally dug wild ginseng, and we lived a comfortable life. , besides, after so many years since our ancestors, our family has branched out a lot, and there are still only one or two people who carry out the craftsmanship, and they are all voluntary. When it comes to me, Generation, isn’t this family planning? I only have one son, so I’m a little worried. My son is going to college and wants to study economics and management. I’m thinking about what happened in my dream. I feel uncomfortable and want to persuade him. I want to apply for a forestry university or something, and then come back to our hometown. My son is a little angry with me about this matter. I'm still thinking that it's really not possible, so I can only let my son's cousin, my eldest nephew, carry the burden. I was worried about this matter, but I didn’t expect it. I had a dream the day before yesterday, saying that the matter could be done, and I also dreamed about your appearance. Hey, this matter has really been solved, and I don’t have to worry anymore. "
Talking about his own family affairs, Lao Zhang talked more. From his narration, I found that the family members really had no resentment and inherited their crafts voluntarily. In Lao Zhang's lifetime, things may have settled. It was a little troublesome, but it was solved. It can be seen that Old Ghost Wu always has a little bit of luck, and it really doesn't involve too much causality. Is luck just this old ghost's 'own skill'
Otherwise, with its unreliable appearance, why would it still be able to work as an 'undercover' in that sect for so many years? Does it make sense
While I was talking, I unconsciously glanced at Wu Laogui, who was arguing with Brother Chengxin, and listened to Brother Chengxin saying frantically: "When this matter is over, just wait, I won't treat you properly, I’m not from the lineage of Lao Li. I obviously just wanted to lie to me and told me that I wanted to transfer the successor of Yi Zi Pulse. Can you be more hateful?”
"What you said is really trashing people. What did I say and do not comply with the rules of the ghost market? How much benefit can I give you? If anyone wants to listen to this, who won't give me a thumbs up? Let me tell you what Wu Lao Wu didn't say, how can he be so powerful?" Since Brother Chengxin wants to enshrine it, Wu Laogui refuses to admit defeat to Brother Chengxin. As long as I don't express my position, its mouth can... Tell Brother Chengxin to die.
Of course, Brother Chengxin wasn't really angry, he was just a little angry because he was thinking about his naivety. I didn't bother to pay attention to their "war of words". As for Lao Zhang, what he saw was naturally what Brother Chengxin said to himself. He muttered to himself, but he didn't ask much, except for being a little surprised at first, but then he got used to it.
I believe that families whose ancestors have had strange dreams for generations will always have a stronger ability to accept strange things.
While the group of people were talking, they arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain. Dozens of families gathered together. The yellow light emitted from the windows of each family made people look at it from a distance, and they felt a little warmer in their hearts. .
Lao Zhang didn't lie. He was really familiar with this village. He quickly took us to a family's house and said to us: "Let's rest here tonight. Let's go up the mountain tomorrow."
The house that Lao Zhang brought us to was in a wooden house. The wooden house was new to me. As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a strong smell of pine. I don’t know why. In this wooden house, I I always think of the bamboo house in Zhulin Xiaozhu that recorded my warmest years.
The old man in Lao Zhang's mouth, like Lao Zhang, is also a taciturn and down-to-earth person. When he saw Lao Zhang leading the people, he asked his wife to prepare the meal without saying a word. While talking, he gave her a few cups of hot tea. We fell on it.
Sitting in this wooden house, with the fire pit blazing, it suddenly felt warm, drinking tea and chatting casually, as if the cold weather outside had nothing to do with us.
Lao Zhang didn't talk much to us, but he talked a lot to the big brother. He talked about some strange things in the old forest. The three of us felt that we had seen a lot, but listening to these strange things also felt fresh. , and even exclaimed repeatedly, which even Ruxue rarely listened to with interest.
However, those anecdotes were mostly ordinary people's overly mythical things, so I still had some disbelief on my face. The big brother looked at me, took a few puffs of his cigarette, and spoke to me seriously. Said: "Brother, to be honest, if you don't go up the mountain on this freezing day, if you don't believe it, I really won't advise you. After all, these weird things have nothing to do with your life. But if you are rushing up the mountain, I must advise you. Don’t disbelieve these things. Although you may not necessarily meet them, if you do, it will be too late to cry. In a word, you can’t believe everything on the mountain. If you have a heart of awe and be grateful for the benefits you receive, there will always be a way out."
This is true. It reminds me of what my master said to me when I was very young. Everything always has its reason for its existence. When dealing with them, you must always maintain a certain amount of respect and a certain amount of fear. , this was a coincidence. I put away the unbelieving expression on my face and quickly thanked the big brother respectfully.
Lao Zhang smiled honestly beside him and said, "That's true. Who hasn't encountered such weird things in my family for generations? If you do things according to the rules, you can never go wrong."
While chatting, Big Brother's wife had already put all the food on the table quickly, including a large pot of pancakes, a large pot of pork stewed vermicelli, and a basket of green onions with miso on the side.
The big brother greeted us: "This is enough meat and pancakes, but it's freezing in the cold weather and there are no fresh vegetables, but the green onion dipping sauce and pancakes are delicious when eaten together! Speaking of which, I had good luck in the past few days, and the villagers Several families here hunted a wild boar together, and they got a lot of meat, so everyone ate it up."
The food in the mountains really has a unique taste. The aroma and chewiness of the wild boar meat are not comparable to that of ordinary pork. The portion is sufficient and the taste is sufficient. The big brother is so enthusiastic that all of us, including Ruxue, have full stomachs after eating it. Wu The old ghost was floating in the air and looked at him sadly. I gave him a wink, which meant that he should go back to the soul-raising jar and not suffer here. Brother Chengxin ate while looking at Old Ghost Wu. The smile was like a spring breeze.
This is considered to be the old forest, the first night in the mountains passed like this.