In the deep mountains and old forests, there are fewer people and more beasts, and some corresponding things will appear.
I rushed to my uncle’s house in Donggou Township and stayed there for one night. After breakfast the next day, Aliang brought a large plastic jug of water and some dry food, and rode on his motorcycle. I rushed to Xianshugou.
The farmers on the village roads are busy preparing for the New Year. The weather is cold, but fortunately there is no snow, and the roads are easier to walk. However, motorcycles can only ride to Huaishu Ridge and cannot continue forward. Aliang had to The car was parked in a family yard. The vicissitudes and primitive faces of the owner and his wife represented the image of a Chinese farmer.
The enthusiastic host, Dong, provided us with hot water and borrowed a pole from Aliang, so Aliang picked up food and water and led me to Xianshugou.
On the way, he introduced: "Xianshugou has been unoccupied for a long time, but there is still a bit of cultivated land. If you live alone there, be careful of beasts. It is best to bring a sickle and a flashlight to defend yourself."
I hurriedly said: "I took the knife that my grandfather left me, and I also have a flashlight. Are there wolves in Xianshugou?"
A Liang nodded and replied: "I heard that I have encountered it, but I have not seen it, and there may be unclean things there, but you are a college student and a medical student. You believe in science. If you don’t believe in that stuff, you don’t need to. No matter, I will bring you food and water every three days."
The road to Xianshugou is rugged and narrow, but Uncle Aliang has been engaged in heavy farming work. He is healthy and walks fast. I am also young, but he is almost worse than him.
There was no sun in the sky, and when I felt my stomach growl, we had already entered a ditch. The ditch was more than ten feet deep. The mountains on both sides were steep and the slopes were full of wild jujube thorns and medlars. The grass at the bottom of the ditch is covered with crumb stone, which is the most useless and very hard stone.
When I was tired and sweating and panting, Aliang stopped and poured a bowl of cold water for me to drink.
A bowl of cold water is also heart-burning like wine.
We rested a cigarette here. Aliang picked up the burden and continued to move forward. At a mountain col, he pointed to a persimmon tree standing sideways on the hillside and introduced: "This is the Xianshugou, which is exactly It was named because of this persimmon tree."
This old persimmon tree is at least five hundred years old. The remaining red persimmons on the branches are swaying in the wind, and the whole body is injured by the old mors, which contrasts with the red dots of the wolfberry in the bushes on the hillside. This is also the only bright color in the ravine.
Aliang introduced: "I know that there is an abandoned house in the depths of Xianshugou. Although it is dilapidated, it has not collapsed. It can be sheltered from wind and rain."
We hurried to an old house made of adobe and stone. It was like an old man waiting for the visitor. The roof of the thatched grass was pressed by the stone. The wooden door was still there, but it was decayed. However, there were old age left on both sides of the door frame. The old couplet and New Year pictures of the year.
Pushing open the door, there was a stale air inside. Aliang put down his burden and grabbed a sagebrush as a broom outside the house. I saw that it was getting late, and he wanted to rush back, so he snatched it from him. Passing the "broom", he said: "Uncle Aliang, I can do it by myself, can you go back quickly?"
A Liang took a close look at the house and asked me: "You can really do it alone?"
I nodded and said, "I'm not a kid anymore. Besides, I've been prepared a long time ago. You should go back as soon as possible, otherwise the road will not be easy when it gets dark!"
A Liang responded and took out the pole, leaving a box of Manshan cigarettes and a plastic lighter, and turned and left.
I don’t smoke, but I can still use a lighter. I lit three cigarettes and inserted them in the soil in front of the door. I learned the old Taoist way: "Seniors, it’s hard to hide in late life. It’s a lot of interruptions. Forgive me, I only stop here for seven days and leave as soon as the seven days pass."
I didn't believe in gods and ghosts at first, but now I have to believe it.
After paying homage to the ghost of 31 novel app download address here, I started to clean up the house. After a simple cleaning, the house could barely live in, but there was no bed or stove, so I could only sleep on the ground.
My stomach no longer feels hungry, but I still opened my bag, took out the steamed buns and hemp leaves, and drank cold water to fill my hunger.
It was getting dark soon, and horses neighed outside.
Strange, there are horses here
There was no light in the room, and no flashlight, so I got up and looked out the door. I saw a white horse rushing towards the mountain road, and a red knight on the horse's back was particularly conspicuous.
I walked out of the room, Laiqi quickly rushed here, and stopped the mount in front of the room. The red knight turned over from the horse, pulled down the red hood, and revealed a pale face.
It was the female ghost messenger Yang Luji. I hurriedly waved to her, and she blinked in response, and then said: "Master Yuan, you are here in time."
I looked at her mount, only to find that it was just a paper-paste white horse.
Lu Ji had already entered the earthen house. With a wave of her palm, the room lit up. I followed up with a puzzled look, and saw that there was an oil lamp on the wall.
"It's too simple here, there are no beds, no stoves, and it's not suitable for people to live in. You should live in my cave, at least it is safe." Green Ji looked at my daily necessities, but there were so many things, and nothing I can’t take the pole with it.
Green girl seemed to see my concerns, and said: "I led a donkey to help you hump things, and it can also be your mount. This barren mountain is rugged and difficult to navigate. With it, it won't be difficult. ."
My question: "Is it also a paper donkey?"
Green Ji laughed and explained: "Of course it's not paper, it's a real donkey. I borrowed it from a nearby village. It walks slowly. It's behind. You haven't used dinner yet? Waiting for you to eat. Rice, it will be here."
A Liang prepared a small iron pot for me, but there was no stove. With a touch of Lu Ji’s finger, the water in the plastic pot spurted out, and it fell into the small iron pot accurately. Her palms turned at the same time, a ball of blue The ghost fire jumped out of her palm, wrapped the iron pan, and quickly boiled the water inside.
I grabbed a handful of fried noodles from the noodle pocket, put it in the enamel tank, boiled it with cold water, added some sugar, Lu Ji’s slender finger pointed to the iron pot a little, and directed the boiling water to flush the enamel tank. Busy to stir fried noodles with chopsticks.
Soon the aroma of fried noodles filled the room, "Would you like to taste it?" I asked Lu Ji, she just took a deep breath, and then shook her head: "I am a female ghost and cannot eat human fireworks. "
After I finished an enamel jar of fried noodles, there was a donkey cry outside.
"It's coming!" Lu Ji got up, walked out of the room, and brought a black donkey. I hurriedly packed up and put it on the back of the donkey. This donkey is still good, and doesn't bark or make trouble.
Lu Ji introduced: "This donkey is called Xiaoerhei, and it's a bit stubborn. If it doesn't want to come to you, you have to feed it some salt-mixed fried noodles."
I agreed, amused by the name of the donkey. Lu Ji reached out and lifted a plastic pot of nearly fifty kilograms of water onto Xiao Er's back, and it crowed reluctantly.
Lu Ji blew out the oil lamp on the wall, I led the donkey out of the house. In the dark night, Lu Ji turned on her horse and led the way. I wanted to ride with her, but I knew she was riding a paper horse. How can I bear my weight, I have to give up. (End of this chapter)