All things considered, it has been more than seventeen years.
I had never told anyone about this before. What happened next? I tried to recall all the details of what happened.
I heard the bell ringing, and then I opened my eyes.
What came into view was a big black buffalo with a bell hanging from its neck, staring at me.
"Ouch! It's a living person! I thought it was a dead person!"
The speaker was a middle-aged man with an honest appearance. He held the reins of the cow and kept a two-meter distance from me.
I looked up and found myself in a small earth cave with nothing around but broken bricks.
"Where is this?! Why am I here?"
"Young man, who knows why you came here! If you have nothing to do, leave quickly! This is the old man's cave! No one has dared to come here for many years! You still dare to spend the night here!"
Old Man's Cave? Then last night...
I walked out and took a look and found that this was a small earth hole dug out by hand. I could see the railway not far away. Could it be that I passed out and had a dream after hiding here last night?
Jisei kiln has many names, also called old man's tomb, old man's cave, and self-death cave. Such caves exist in large numbers in Shaanxi, Sichuan, and Hubei. They are usually built on the mountainside or in the bushes. It is said that here in Sichuan, there are
In the 1970s, some people still used Jisi kiln.
When the elderly in the family reach the age of 60 and are considered useless, they are pushed into a cave and the entrance of the cave is sealed with bricks. They die without food or water for a few days. The kiln where I was comatose is to the south of Zhaozhuang Village.
Within ten miles, you can see the railway.
Regarding the "Dead Mother-in-Law in Zheduoshan", I later inquired with older people in the local area and checked some information. I learned that the dead mother-in-law may be a female landowner named Zhou who lived in the 1960s. It is said that her wife
He is a school worker at Kangding Middle School. The predecessor of Kangding Middle School in the last century was the Garze Autonomous Prefecture Middle School, which was established in 1936.
Was what happened that night just a dream, or was it real?
It’s scary to think about it, but I can’t be sure anyway, but there is one fact: I have survived, and I have lived until now! Otherwise, the person writing the book would be a ghost now. I don’t have time this year, so I plan to wait until next year to go to Kangding alone.
Find the Jiseiyao cave, it must still be there, and burn some paper money. I will go there early next year.
.....
I borrowed a mobile phone from the cowherd brother and called him, telling him my current location. Brother Yu and Dou Sprout drove to pick me up, and then we got the hidden things and went back.
Back at the abandoned warehouse, Xiaoxuan asked me to lie down on the table, and he helped me clean my wounds with a nervous look on his face.
Dou Sprout cursed loudly: "Damn it! Boss! The other party doesn't follow the rules! Dare to take advantage of others!"
His head was also livid! He immediately called Mr. Jiao and asked sternly how to deal with this matter.
On the phone, Mr. Jiao said in a low voice: "Old man, I just received the news. Pingding has always given me a very stable impression. I didn't expect that he would not give me face this time and would dare to take advantage of others. Did you hear that?
Are they gone? They are all dead."
"What's all dead?" asked the head.
"Pingding, several people around him died in the train carriage. The train driver was from our industry, otherwise, this matter would definitely not be covered up! You didn't go to see the scene. I heard people said it was very
It was so miserable that a few of them died from bleeding from their orifices and ulcers all over their bodies!"
He turned his head towards me and I gave him a look.
"Master Jiao, since everyone is dead, forget it. I hope the scene can be handled well. I will call you later."
After hanging up the phone, he asked me what happened. I said that I used the corpse poison powder that Uncle Gray gave me in desperation.
"Hey...how could it be like this..." he said, rubbing his head and temples.
What was originally a promised deal suddenly went wrong. To make matters worse, today is the deadline given to us by the person in charge of Sanjian from the Changchun Society, and Master Zhe has not shown up yet.
"hiss.....!"
A lot of bloody toilet paper was lost, and Xiaoxuan hurriedly shouted: "No! Yunfeng, I can't handle it! There are many steel balls stuck in the flesh! You must go to the hospital!"
"You can't go to the hospital. Xiaoxuan, be brave. If you can't, go under the knife." I said.
"No anesthesia! It will hurt you to death!"
"It's okay. I can bear it. I won't scream. Just go ahead." After saying that, I bit the towel.
Half an hour later, my face turned pale and I took a deep breath of cigarette.
"Is no one coming?" Brother Yu asked nervously.
Dou Sprout hurriedly ran back and said: "No one! Fengzi, you screamed too damn loud! I'm afraid people within a ten-mile radius can hear it!"
"Nonsense!" I flicked the ashes of my cigarette and said, "Damn it, it hurts me so much. Why don't I scream? If I don't scream, I'll faint."
After putting on my clothes, I asked: "Sister Chun, why isn't your master here yet? Is he in trouble, or is your flying pigeon message not arriving?"
Ah Chun frowned and shook his head: "That is not a letter sent by flying pigeons. It is a special communication method between me and the master. Even if the master cannot receive it, my little sister will definitely receive it. We are waiting."
