Chapter 6 Pickled sauerkraut, a group of seven entered the mountains
After confirming the matter of going into the mountain, Wan Sanye naturally did not hide it from us and informed us of some precautions for going into the mountain tomorrow.
Heizhugou is indeed an ancient battlefield, but it happened more than 2,000 years ago. Thousands of years of changes have had little impact now. There is basically no hope of picking up any cultural relics there.
It is a strange and mysterious place, probably because of its terrain: Heizhugou is surrounded by the remaining veins of Daba Mountain in the north, and the main vein extends from west to east along the junction with the Shennongjia Forest Area, with Wushan in the middle and Wuling in the south.
All kinds of mountains gather together, and dragons and snakes move around, making the mountains on both sides majestic, with steep mountains, numerous peaks, deep ravines, dense forests, caves and flowing water, and the terrain is extremely complex.
What's even more weird is that the Heizhu Valley is filled with fog all year round and is inaccessible. There are accumulated fallen leaves inside and there are many toxic gases such as "peach blossom miasma", making some places become a no-man's land where animals have disappeared. If you break in rashly,
They will only lose their lives for no reason - at dusk on June 24, 1991, 7 members of the design engineering team of the Southern Hubei Forestry Bureau and 17 migrant workers disappeared collectively in Heizhugou. Only half of them escaped afterwards because they entered here by mistake.
area.
Therefore, before entering the ditch, you must make sufficient preparations and anticipate the worst-case scenario. This way, no one will be saved and lose his life in vain - similar things,
In fact, I have experienced a lot, so I naturally pay more attention to it.
Everything is based on the premise that you can survive.
Wan Sanye once visited Heizhugou when he was young, but he did not go deep into it. He quit in the middle of the trip and drew a part of the topography he knew for our reference. After that, we prepared our luggage and discussed it.
The staff composition was so busy that in the evening, Mr. Wan’s eldest daughter-in-law came to the main room and called us to eat, and then we stopped.
The dinner was very sumptuous, with Tujia characteristics, bacon, tofu skin, pickled sauerkraut... very similar to our eating habits there, especially the bowl of hot and sour stir-fried ear fungus, which was almost eaten by me alone.
The liquor of Sanguan is very special, and the custom is that the guests will not return until they are drunk, but because they have to go into the mountains tomorrow, they did not take it out. Instead, they made some sweet wine brewed from glutinous rice. The alcohol content is not high and the taste is pure.
, I drank it just like a drink at first, but after a while, I started to feel drunk.
The little butt liked to drink this sweet wine very much, but the adults didn't let him. He insisted on asking for half a bowl, drank it quickly, and then looked at us eagerly as we took big gulps, and the little eyes revealed the secret of the wine.
Full of pity.
Wan Sanye couldn't resist the little girl's pitiful attitude, so he spared her half a bowl.
She was so excited that she took a careful sip and called her great-grandpa obediently, "You are so kind, Meimei loves you to death..." We all laughed, and only now did Wan Sanye show a pleasant smile on his face.
.I'm a little surprised, why does everyone call this good-looking little girl "Little Butt"? I don't know what kind of story there is. Little Butt took two sips of sweet wine, came over and asked me, "Big brother, you
Where is that little fat bug at home? Does it want to eat? Can we call it out and eat together?
Before I could say anything, the little girl asked a lot of questions. I made a grimace and pretended not to know, saying there was no such thing as a fat bug or a small butt. Did you see it wrong?
Seeing my serious look of certainty and affirmation, she was confused again, scratched her head, and asked people around to confirm, which made others laugh. Some people asked her why she called her little butt? Someone asked her why she called her little butt.
He said that this was given to him by Master Wan San. When the child was born, Master Wan took one look at it and liked it very much. He thought it was a child with excellent bones. However, Master Wan said something else at that time.
"Hey, why is this kid's butt so small?" So Wei Meimei's nickname was passed down like this.
Seeing the lively and cute little butt, I thought that I would be able to get the four words "excellent bones" from Mr. Wan San. I thought that within twenty years, this little guy who looked like a pistachio must be one of the best.
A character?
Although people's wish is to be born equal, due to family, system, talent, education and other reasons, this wish is as illusory as a utopia. This principle extends to spiritual practice as well. For example, if I were not born on July 15th,
, naturally cannot suppress the Golden Silkworm Gu, such as Mr. Wan, Mr. Wan above and the dead second brother, they are all ordinary people. It is really rare to have so many outstanding people in the Xiao family -
-Even so, Zamao Xiaodao’s father is just an ordinary farmer.
This may sound depressing, but it is reality. However, our destiny is not in the hands of others. We can only make up for it through continuous struggle.
The sun set and the earth fell into darkness. We and Mr. Wan Sanye walked towards the entrance of the village - he went back to his cabin in the forest where he lived alone, while we stayed temporarily in the guest room of the farmhouse owned by our grandma. Halfway there,
Suddenly a strong wind blew from the other side of the mountain, and then dripping raindrops fell from the sky, and the rain became quite heavy in an instant. We hurried towards the farmhouse, and when we arrived, almost everyone was there.
All of them turned into wet drowned rats.
The farmhouse was open for business, and the conditions were naturally not bad. After taking a hot bath and warming the ginger soup, we came out and didn’t see Zhao Zhonghua and Wan Sanye. After asking, we found out that Wan Sanye insisted on going back to the cabin in the forest, and the shopkeeper’s
If he sends his master back, he may not come back.
Zamao Xiaodao and I squatted in front of the threshold. The water falling from the eaves formed a straight line, like a bead curtain. Looking into the distance, the rain was quite heavy, and there seemed to be no sign of stopping. In the direction of Heizhugou,
From time to time, a bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the dark mountain. I felt a little depressed, so I told Zamao Xiaodao that looking at this, if that kid with a missing head really entered Heizhugou, he would probably have to survive.
But today?
Zamao Xiaodao looked around and saw no one around, then whispered: "Speaking of which, you have to thank that boy named Wan Chao'an. Without him, I would be willing to accompany you into the mountains to collect herbs.
But having said that, Wan Sanye seems to have concealed some details in his words today. I'm afraid that tomorrow's trip will be extremely dangerous again!"
I'm surprised, since it's so dangerous, why do you still look eager to try? You can still laugh?
Zamao Xiaodao laughed and said, you don’t know this, right? If a person is in good times, his cultivation will only stop moving forward. In another ten years, he will have a mediocre life, but if he keeps wandering in the world of life and death,
Only in this way can I develop my strong heart. The world of mortals trains my heart and tempers my mental state of patience, while struggling in life and death is the only way to improve my cultivation. If I, Lao Xiao, want to be strong, this kind of thing
, naturally I want to join in the fun more.
He said it decisively, but I knew that the reason why he was willing to go into the ditch was mostly because of me.
The so-called friends and brothers teach others and show kindness, but never ask for anything in return, and do not mention it deliberately. Only in this way can people feel comfortable, natural and pure.
The tiger cat stood on the wooden beam under the eaves, looking at the rain outside, looking particularly melancholy. He cursed "Silly Boy" in a low voice, fluttered his wings and flew back to the house, where he continued to sleep in. Zamao Xiaodao and I
After chatting for a while, smelling the fresh air that smelled like the earth in the mountains, I felt much more comfortable. On such a rainy night, I slept comfortably while hugging the quilt.
The next morning, we got up early. The rain in the sky had become lighter, like fine silk. It was so hazy that people didn’t want to move. When we saw the dirt road outside the yard, it was muddy. It made us feel somewhat sad about today’s trip to the mountains.
Some concerns arose.
After Zhao Zhonghua and Mr. Wan Sanye came over, the little-assed grandma made breakfast for us and packed some dry food and dried meat for backup. A car from the village came to pick us up.
After meeting Wan Chaoxin and Wan Chaodong, a man from the Gefang clan, seven of us started hiking into the mountain.
I was wearing a large and thick black raincoat, rain boots, and my backpack was tightly wrapped in oilcloth. I was walking on the mountain road behind the village, walking slowly in this misty winter morning. It rained all night.
, washing away all previous traces, which made our goal even more confusing. The muddy road made our movements slow and full of dangers.
Not long after entering the mountain, almost everyone had a solemn look on their face.
This rain was really unlucky, as if God was deliberately against us. However, no matter how arrogant we were, we would not think that God was surrounding us, so we could only endure it silently. We walked on the mountain road for six months.
Seven miles away, the rain began to subside, and the sky became gloomy, like the leader's face. But I finally took a breath and pushed the wide hat on my raincoat back, and then I was able to look at the surrounding environment:
If we put aside the various factors that make the road difficult to travel, this beautiful scene of jagged trees and lush greenery, and the clear raindrops remaining among the green leaves, are quite similar to the fresh and elegant feeling in the poem "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Twilight" by the Tang poet Wang Wei.
artistic conception.
If people are struggling in adversity, they have to find some happy things to focus on. Otherwise, they will become depressed and have all kinds of pessimism, without any sense of struggle.
As soon as I saw these beautiful scenery, my heart suddenly became enlightened and I felt more energetic when walking.
I didn't know the road, so I used a small tree cut from the roadside as a crutch and followed the people in front of me. I struggled with the muddy mountain road that made people crazy. I walked hard for an unknown period of time when suddenly the person in front stopped.
When we came down, the Zamao Trail poked me, and I said it. Looking up, we saw a misty mountain road and gorge appearing in front of us.