In order to satisfy Fatty Sun's curiosity, I had no choice but to stay in my hometown for one more day. My grandfather, uncle, and the others were busy all day that day, preparing for the dam closing tomorrow.
There was nothing to say that night. When Fatty Sun and I arrived at the river, it was already past eight in the morning. The dam began to close. As the river gradually narrowed, half an hour later, the water finally drained. Originally, China and Japan were hidden in The underwater river bed finally saw the sun.
When the water dried up, the moss-covered rocks at the bottom of the river were exposed, and the fish and shrimp that had not had time to swim away with the current were jumping in several shallow ditches. On the banks on both sides of the river bed, people of the same clan named Shen had long been Around a hundred people gathered around and jumped off the river bed almost at the same time, and started searching all the way down the river. In just a few minutes, the results were achieved.
"Yes, the mirror is gold!" Not far away, a distant cousin of mine had shouted. He was holding a golden ingot in his hand. The people around him looked at him and became agitated. stand up.
With him as an example, the others bent over and conducted a carpet-like search on the river bed.
"I have one here too!"
"I have one here too!"
"Dad, there are several in front... Damn, it's a pity that they are all silver."
There are more and more ingots, and these people's nerves have been extremely excited.
I stood on the river bank and looked at the scene in front of me, and I began to feel that something was wrong. But what made me feel even more wrong was Fatty Sun's abnormal behavior. Just like the night before, he saw all the ingots on the ground, but there were none. Interest. This is completely unlike the Sun Dasheng I know.
"Great Sage, don't you go down and take a look?" I started to guide Fatty Sun. Unexpectedly, he curled his lips and said something: "If there were only two of us here, I would go down and pick up a few no matter what. Yuanbao. But there are hundreds of people here now." When he said this, Fatty Sun paused, glanced at me and said, "Lazi, I'm not telling you, your grandpa is a shrewd man. We have already agreed in advance that Yuanbao will be picked up. Finally, it needs to be redistributed, and in the end I don’t know whose it belongs to. Then why should I go down there?”
"Forget it today, there was such a good opportunity the night before yesterday, and there were all the ingots on the ground, but you didn't take action?",
"Don't mention it, it's all the fault of that old guy from Ouyang," Fatty Sun said, taking out a cigarette and passing one to me. He also lit one himself, took a puff and said, "In the polling bureau, At that time, Ouyang Zianzuo told me about various ways of charming ghosts. One of them was that the evil spirits gave gold and silver to people in the middle of the night. However, after dawn, those gold and silver ingots turned into paper for burning to the dead. At that time, I remembered the ghost story of Ouyang Zianzuo, and I was afraid that those ingots would turn into paper after dawn. Alas...it's a pity, even if I split it in half, there would still be a lot..."
While the two of us were chatting and joking, something happened on the other side of the river bed. Those people were picking up ingots along the way, and at first they only picked up a few sporadically. As they went further downstream, more and more ingots were picked up. There are more and more, until near a large puddle. The probability of those ingots appearing reaches its peak. It used to take dozens of steps to see a single ingot, but now there are thousands of them densely packed around the puddle. And basically They are all gold ingots, with a few silver ingots mixed in among them.
The eyes of hundreds of people at the scene were all wide-eyed. Let's take it today. If we divide these ingots, we won't be able to spend them all in the next life even if we just lie down and spend them.
Although there were many ingots, they couldn't hold up against the wolves. Within ten minutes, these ingots were completely divided up. Going further down, those ingots seemed to have disappeared without a trace, and no one could be found anymore.
Half.
Not giving up, everyone walked back and forth on the river bed several times, but still found nothing. Finally, they returned to the place where most gold ingots were found - the big puddle to try their luck.
The diameter of this puddle is about ten meters. The water in the pit is black and bottomless. Suddenly someone in the crowd said: "Is there any gold in this big pit?", and not only people had this idea.
He was alone. Since he picked up so many gold ingots here just now, some people have even thought about whether these ingots came out of this big puddle.
My father and my grandfather discussed it and asked me to bring out a bamboo pole for punting the boat. When Fatty Sun and I brought the bamboo pole to them, my father took it with his own hands and stretched one end to the
In the big puddle in front of me, and then into the puddle little by little. In the end, there was less than half a meter left of the seven or eight-meter-high bamboo pole, and the depth of the puddle was not yet explored.
My dad also wanted to try the bottom of the puddle, and he poked the bamboo pole in his hand towards the bottom of the water. Suddenly, my dad's body tilted to one side, and he was about to fall into the puddle. Fortunately, I have weak hands, so I
The moment my father lost his center of gravity, I pulled him back.
The grandfather looked at his eldest son who was in shock and said, "Boss, what did you do? Are you okay?"
"There is something down there..." My father was already breaking out in a cold sweat: "He fought with me for the penny and almost pulled me into the water."
Grandpa frowned after hearing this: "What are you talking about? Aren't you unable to stand firm?"
My father turned over his two bloody palms: "If there wasn't something under the water that was trying to grab me, how could my hands be cut like this by the bamboo pole? I said, where is the bamboo pole?"
Only then did the people around notice that the bamboo pole should have been floating in the puddle. But now the puddle was empty, there was nothing.
Just when hundreds of pairs of eyes of the crowd were staring at the puddle, there was a sudden sound from the "ancient capital", and a big splash rose up from the bottom of the puddle. There were hundreds of gold ingots wrapped in the tumbling water. Then,
The second and third water splashes were turned out. Each water splash was wrapped with a considerable amount of gold ingots.
There is really gold in the water! Everyone's eyes lit up again. At this time, the frequency of water splashing in the puddle became more and more frequent. With a series of "gurgling" sounds, the water in the puddle suddenly moved at an extremely fast speed.
It flows downward, just like there is a powerful water pump under the water, pumping away the water instantly.
Seeing that the water was gone, everyone walked to the front and stretched their heads to look into the pit. The first one to stick their heads out was the old Taoist monk Xiao. He only took one look and shouted: "No! Back away!" while shouting.
While pushing the people behind him back. The people behind him didn't know what was going on. They were startled by him. They saw a burst of black gas coming out of the pit. With Monk Xiao's warning, everyone was there.
There is nothing wrong with being prepared.
"Everyone, go back! Hurry! Go back!" Monk Xiao shouted several more times. Everyone moved back. After a while, three or four streams of black smoke came out of the pit. They waited for more than 20 seconds.
Minutes later, no more black eyes appeared.
"What's down here?" Grandpa walked forward to take a look at the entrance of the pit, but was stopped by my father and third uncle: "Don't go and cause trouble. There are so many people over there that I'll bump into you."
It took some hard talking to persuade Grandpa to stop.
Over there at the entrance of the pit, the old Taoist monk Xiao was sitting on the ground. His face was white, and the front of his robe was soaked with sweat. He was breathing heavily with his head down. The people watching the excitement around him backed away one after another, not daring to come forward.
And reluctant to leave.
"Come on, come on, give in." Fatty Sun and I pushed left and right to the entrance of the pit. We stood on it and looked down. It was so dark that we couldn't see the bottom. We could no longer hear the sound of running water in the pit. Maybe it was inside.
The water is a branch of groundwater somewhere. It flows away with the drained river water.
Fatty Sun looked at the bottom of the pit and then at me, "Lazi, can you see anything?" I shook my head: "It's quite normal, I can't see anything wrong."
"You two, come here and help me...I can't stand up anymore," Monk Xiao said with a groan.
Fatty Sun may have been born opposite to him. Seeing him panting, he suddenly felt a little gloating: "Old Taoist, are you weak now? I said how can you stick to the front line? It turns out you can't walk."
Monk Xiao glared at her and was helpless. It was basically impossible for Fatty Sun to help him up. In the end, I went over and helped Monk Xiao up: "Old Xiao, what did you see just now? Did you perform a ghost show the night before yesterday?
Nothing like that. Isn't it just a few black energy?"
Monk Xiao took a deep breath and said, "Don't mention it, it's an injustice." When asked again, he shook his head and refused to say a word.
At this time, Grandpa came over with a group of people. Grandpa supported Monk Xiao with his own hands: "Old Xiao, are you okay?"
"You can't die yet." Monk Xiao smiled bitterly at his grandfather: "Stop talking about it now. Please notify the dam immediately and ask them to open the gate and release the water. We have done something wrong and the Daqing River will not be able to dry up."
Grandpa wanted to ask a few more questions, but Monk Xiao turned pale at this time: "I'll tell you later! Old Shen, if it's too late, let alone your village, even the township and county will suffer! If it's true,
If something goes wrong and half of the people die, I will take your surname Shen!"
Although I didn’t know what was going on, I could tell from Monk Xiao’s expression that this was something serious. Grandpa asked my father to call the dam and ask them to open the gate and release the water.
When we all returned to the shore and started waiting for the dam to release water, my dad also finished the call, but the news that came over was not good news. Before the gate could be opened, the power distribution room of the dam burned down.
For emergency repairs, some parts need to be picked up from the county. This trip plus the repair time will take a day no matter what.
After hearing this, Monk Xiao wilted and stared at the big pit on the river bed in a daze. Fatty Sun and I were also observing the big pit. Apart from the few clouds of black gas, there was nothing wrong. At first, we thought it was dangerous.
What came out was corpse energy, but I immediately denied it. Fatty Sun and I have seen corpse energy a lot, and it is completely different from the black energy just now.
When I asked Monk Xiao again, he kept shaking his head. When the question became urgent, he said: "What an injustice, what follows is an injustice..."
"Old Uncle Shen, are you done here? I heard that you asked the dam to release water?" As soon as the village chief heard that the dam was going to release water, he came over in a hurry. He didn't expect that he would pick up the ingots on the river bed in just such a short time.
Clean. I thought something was wrong.
"Don't mention it, something happened..." Grandpa pointed to the big hole in the river bed in the distance and told what happened just now.
"Can this happen? Uncle Xiao said there was injustice?" Looking at the expressions of the people around him, they didn't look like they were lying. The village chief was also scratching his head. Something really happened: "Isn't there any way to solve this problem?"
"Old Xiao said." Grandpa pointed at Monk Xiao who was still staring at the big pit: "We can only wait for the water to be released from the dam, and when the water pours into the big pit, maybe everything will be fine."
The village chief was speechless after hearing what his grandfather said. He knew about the machine failure on the dam. After a while, the village chief came up with an idea: "Anyway, it will take a while for the machine on the dam to be repaired. Let's do this.
Everyone, go back and collect the things picked up from the river. I will send a few militiamen to guard that place to prevent anyone from getting close. Once the dam opens and the water is released, it should be fine, right?"
This was a solution. Grandpa persuaded Monk Xiao for a while, and half-pushed and half-persuaded, he brought Master Xiao back to my grandpa’s house. On the way there, Fatty Sun discussed with me that things in my hometown have begun to go wrong.
The trend is under control and should be reported to the polling bureau.