After spending the fifth day of the Lunar New Year in Yulin, the group went to Daoxian County.
There are several reasons why I decided to go. First, I know what the boss is really thinking, and I don’t want to disappoint him. Second, there may be a tomb in that place. As for the danger... To be honest, the contents recorded in the notes are true.
I have never verified sex. Besides, there are risks in this business anytime.
After hearing that we had decided to go, Mr. Zhao from Xiangxi shook his head and said, "Then I won't go. I'm going back to Jishou. After I go back, I will go to the mountains to see the girl and the old man (Liao Bo Xiaomi). There is no signal in the deep mountains of Heimiao.
If anything happens, call my apprentice Abu."
"What do you have to say?"
"have!"
I quickly said: "Master Zhao, tell Xiaomi that her brother Feng will wait until she is cured and comes back, whether it is one year or two years."
"Yes, yes, don't forget that there is her Brother Dou and me," Dou Sprout said.
Xiaoxuan's face was expressionless and she didn't say anything.
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It was my first time to go to a place so far south, and I was a little excited.
After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, there was a rush to return home, and there were a lot of people at the train station. We followed my uncle Xue to pick up our luggage and board the train bound for Yongzhou, Hunan.
Apart from bringing some small items with us, we didn't bring any big things like the Luoyang cyclone shovel. Uncle Xue said that he would make arrangements when we got to the place, so we didn't have to worry.
The journey was very long. I remember taking the green train for three days and one night, or four days and one night. I was so sleepy on the sleeper berth that I finally arrived in Yongzhou, Hunan.
We arrived in Yongzhou and found a hotel to stay and rest. That night a local man came with a big bag to deliver things to us.
This local man was also a tomb robber, a friend contacted by Uncle Xue. I knew that he was buying vegetables at the Huangnijing vegetable market, and the bag he brought contained a Luoyang shovel with a casing.
This Yongzhou dialect sounds very interesting. I feel that I can almost understand it if it is spoken fast, but I can't understand it at all if it is spoken slowly.
For example, take the owner of the hotel where we stayed. He was smoking a cigarette and scolding his wife: "You are so stupid in Hong Kong. I will kill you. I will file a lawsuit every day. If you don't move, I will chop off your head."
What this means is: "Honey! I'm angry when you're like this! I'm annoying you to death! You have to go to bed every fucking day! You don't do any fucking work!"
The tomb robber who sells vegetables in Huangni Chang is named Li Tiecheng. He can speak Mandarin. He is in his forties. He wears a leather jacket and leather trousers. His hair is parted in the middle and his back is covered with tattoos.
We rested in the hotel for a day and a half. Li Tiecheng drove a Jeep off-road vehicle, loaded all our things into the vehicle, and took us to Daoxian County.
Dao County, formerly known as Daozhou, has a mixed population. It is considered a gathering place for ethnic minorities in southern Hunan, including the Yao, Zhuang, Yi, and Miao ethnic groups, and more than a dozen other ethnic groups.
Twenty years ago, it was not like now. The New Year has not yet come out. People wearing national costumes and carrying big bamboo baskets walking back and forth on the streets can be seen everywhere in Yongzhou City. It should be rare now. Many people were born after 2000.
Many young people have not even worn these clothes.
Drive all the way southwest from Daoxian County.
"Wow! Yunfeng, look at those ponds. Are such big cows buffaloes?" Xiaoxuan sighed as she lay on the window looking at the scenery along the way.
"Tch, I don't know how long my hair is."
Dou Sprout pointed to the roadside and said loudly: "The cow in the water is nothing but a buffalo." (Actually, it's not a buffalo, it's just an ordinary cow drinking water.)
Li Tiecheng, who was driving, smiled and interjected: "I don't come here often. Daoxian County is an ancient city. Didn't you see a row of ancient city walls in the county seat just now? Those walls were from the Sui Dynasty and are still in use today."
He raised his head and asked how far it was.
Before Li Tiecheng could speak, Uncle Xue said: "It shouldn't be far away. It's more than twenty kilometers to Tianguangdong Village at most, right, Old Li."
"Yes, it's not far."
"Hey, Brother Li," I asked casually: "Have you been to that Guiziling? What kind of place is it specifically?"
Talking about this, Li Tiecheng, who was driving the car, frowned and said: "I am not from that place, but I went there once in the 1980s. It was summer at that time. I just remember that the woods were very gloomy. In the summer, it was only over ten degrees.
Some rotten stone people were half-buried in the soil. Later, the village chief found out and kicked me out, and I was almost beaten."
"Please listen to my arrangements later. It's getting late now. Let's find a place to settle down when we get to the village."
We arrived at Tianguangsi Village at around six o'clock in the evening. We got out of the car with our bags and walked along the village road. I found that there were very old tile-roofed houses here, and there were very few red brick houses. The ancient carved doors and windows could be seen everywhere.
The villagers are not very tall, and some of them are leading their cattle as if they have just come back from the fields.
Li Tiecheng stopped a villager who was passing by with a cigarette in his mouth and said in the local dialect: "Brother, wait, it's like this. We are traveling from other places. Can you please help us to find out whose old house is uninhabitable?"
Yes, let’s rent it for a few days.”
"It's a small thing, brother," Li Tiecheng stuffed a packet of Yuxi into the person's hand.
The villager spat, kicked the cigarette into his pocket and said something with a smile.
Li Tiecheng nodded and said: "He said there was something good for tourism in the village, and he also said that if you want to live in a house, you don't need to bother others. His family has an old house that they can't live in, but it's too dirty and needs to be cleaned."
I said, "What are you waiting for? It's getting dark today. It's better to rent a house by yourself than live in someone else's house."
The rent was fifty yuan a month, and this person was very happy and even enthusiastically brought a few quilts from home.
This old house is located in the north of the village. The old tile-roofed house has two rooms, the east and the west. There is a big pit in the house, and there are orange poles on the kang. When cooking, there is an earthen iron pot in the courtyard. You can clean it up and burn firewood for cooking.
The only drawback is that there is no electricity.
If we want to charge, we can only go to someone else's house. The neighbor's house is an old lady who lives with her granddaughter. Her family is half Yao people.
The mobile phones were all collected and the others stayed in the room. Li Tiecheng and I went together.
The old lady’s granddaughter went to school in the county town. She was sixteen or seventeen years old. She was spinning hula hoops in the yard at the time. We pushed the door open and were startled when we walked in. I’ll call her Xiao Tang.
The old lady can speak non-standard Mandarin, but her granddaughter, who goes to school in the county town, speaks more standard Mandarin. Although she has an accent, she can understand it.
I said, aunt, I will give you ten yuan to recharge the electricity. She said no money, no money, you can go to the house to recharge.
At that time, there was no fast charger with hundreds of watts, charging was as slow as an ox. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening and the courtyard was dark. I was sitting on the horse and chatting with the old lady. Naturally, the topic was brought up by me intentionally or unintentionally.
ridge.
"Ah? You want to go to Zaizailing?" (People in their village don't call it Guizailing, but Zaizailing.)
Li Tiecheng smiled and said no, he was just curious and wanted to know how far that place was from here.
Xiao Tang's eyes were a little panicked. She shook her head back and forth and said, "You can't go to Zaizailing. My dad said that there is a passage of Yin soldiers there. My dad said that the Yin soldiers wear straw hats and ragged clothes. If you look at them, your soul will be destroyed."
If they are taken away, even if they are rescued, they will still be in a vegetative state. There are two such vegetative people in our village."
Seeing Xiao Tang saying this seriously, I felt like laughing for no reason, but I didn't dare to laugh, so I just sat on the horse with a sullen face.
Also, Xiao Tang said that anyone who wants to cross Zaizailing must go to Yapo (I understand it as Shenpo) and write a red couplet.
Write your name on the red couplet, and at 12 noon during the day, ask Yapo to take the couplet and paper money and burn it under the Zaizai Temple. This will tell the Yin soldiers that someone is passing by and make it convenient for them.
After hearing this, Li Tiecheng was surprised and said: "I haven't heard from my Daoxian friends that there is a temple in Guizailing? Where is it?"
Xiao Tang opened her mouth to speak, but her grandmother stopped her and told her not to talk nonsense.
I looked at the old lady's expression.
It's a bit like talking about a tiger's color changing.
