Guide Lin sighed and reached around in his coat pocket, but didn't take out anything. This action looked familiar, so I smiled slightly, took out half a box of 'Junwei' and threw it to him: "Old Lin, smoke it.
this"
Guide Lin took the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and smelled it under his nose: "Haha, Junwei, we don't see this kind of cigarette on the market." After saying this, he didn't rush to light it, and raised his hand to put the cigarette between his hands.
Putting it on his ear. He tried to throw the cigarette box back to me.
"You can take it and smoke it." I waved my hand: "These cigarettes are specially provided to the army. I have plenty of them." Guide Lin hesitated for a moment, and finally after saying a few polite words, he put half a box of cigarettes into his pocket. Liu Jingsheng looked at it.
He didn't light up the cigarette, so he took out the lighter and handed it to him: "Old Lin, light it up." Guide Lin pushed the lighter back: "Don't dare to smoke, it's a period of frequent mountain fires, and it would be very dangerous if it really caught fire.
We forest rangers have a habit of not bringing fire with us when we go up the mountain."
Guide Lin's pace slowed down and he got to the point: "The waterfall I just mentioned, the Miao people here call it the Man-eating Pool. Not counting the previous ones, I have been a forest ranger here for 20 years, and I can get it almost every year."
I found dead people in the pool below the waterfall. The dead people I saw could fill the pool."
"Are you kidding me, Old Lin? How many people are there in the deep mountains and old forests here? How could so many people die?" Song Chunlei looked incredulous. "Chunlei, what are you interrupting? Don't stop me from listening to fairy tales, Old Lin.
What happened next?" Liu Jingsheng said with a playful smile.
Guide Lin didn't mind the ridicule from the two men: "Basically, these dead people are not locals. Some of them have been dead for a long time before they emerged from the pool. The local Miao people would not dare to go there even if there is a severe drought."
When they were carrying water, they turned back immediately when they heard the sound of the waterfall. The waterfall has long been a forbidden area for them." "Exactly..." Song Chunlei wanted to retort, but before he could say anything, Lao Wang scolded him back: "Song Chunlei said
Chun Lei, shut up! Lao Lin, ignore him and continue talking about yours."
"Last year, I saw with my own eyes a yellow-haired foreigner fished out of a pond. At that time, he had not been soaked in water. His facial features and nose were clearly visible. At that time, the city's Public Security Bureau and Foreign Affairs Office sent people to investigate.
It took three months without finding out where he came from. In the end, the bureau concluded that a foreign tourist fell into the water and died while visiting."
Although Lao Wang didn't believe in evil, he was dubious when he said: "So many people died, but the public security bureau didn't investigate?" "If they did, how dare they not investigate?" Guide Lin broke off a branch blocking the road.
: "I have checked it many times, and even called in water ghosts (frogmen) from the water police. I have been soaking in the pool for more than half a month, but I still can't find any clues. In the end, I just let it go."
"Then we have to seal off this area. What will happen if someone drowns again?" Li Yan was the one who spoke. "It was sealed twelve years ago, and there were barbed wire fences around the waterfall, but people still die every year.
In the pond, the barbed wire fence was removed just yesterday, saying it was to coordinate with some of your missions."
Li Yan added: "Didn't your Public Security Bureau send someone to guard here?" "Yes." Guide Lin pointed to his nose with a wry smile: "That's me. Our bureau has set up a guard box at the only opening of the barbed wire fence.
I have been guarding here for more than ten years. This is not a tourist area. Except for a few Miao people occasionally, no ghosts can be seen." No wonder, I glanced at Guide Lin, and I thought you were too talkative to be honest.
I have suppressed it for so many years, I bet you were originally a talkative person.
When I just heard him say that people die in the pools every year, my big, pale face soaked in water a few years ago appeared in my mind: "Old Lin, you said so many people died in the pools.
Drowned, or how?"
"I said Lazi, you really believe it, just listen to it as a fairy tale, but you still take it in front of me." Liu Jingsheng looked at me very dissatisfied, and I said harshly: "I am a critical believer."
Although Lao Wang was dubious, this action was of great importance and he did not dare to make any mistakes. He turned to Guide Lin and said, "Old Lin, we must go to see that waterfall no matter what. Please lead the way." Guide Lin stopped.
He persisted and sighed. He walked forward a few dozen meters and pushed aside the one-meter-high weeds, revealing a very hidden dirt road: "Let's go from here, you can get there in about twenty minutes."
I saw something was wrong: "Old Lin, didn't you say that few people go to the waterfall? How come there is a road?" Guide Lin explained: "This was the time when the dead bodies of foreigners were found. The Municipal Bureau and the External Relations Office,
There was also a large group of people from the Foreign Affairs Office who stepped on it. There was a drought at the beginning of the year and the grass had not grown yet, so this dirt road became conspicuous."
"Let's go, take a look at the terrain at the waterfall and then go back. It's almost time to ambush," Lao Wang said, and the nine of us followed Guide Lin and walked down the dirt road. Lao Lin seemed reluctant to do so.
, walked ahead with a dull head, and the chat box that was originally open was closed again.
The closer we walked, the louder the sound of the waterfall's water flow. No one spoke along the way. Although Lao Wang and the others did not believe it was ghosts and gods, they could see that the "eloquent and emotional" narration just given by the guide Lin had made them understand.
Their hearts were chilled. Not to mention me, the closer I got to the waterfall, the more my head hurt, as if another force was about to rush out of the Tianling Gai. This feeling seemed familiar. I remembered the last time I met the water ghost.
I also had a headache for a long time...
"Here we are." Guide Lin took us to the end of the dirt road and then passed through a forest of wild mugwort that was as tall as a person. A waterfall of thirty or forty meters high finally appeared in front of us. The water flowed from a waterfall more than thirty meters high.
It plunged straight down the cliff into a pool the size of a football field below. The mist of the waterfall formed a rainbow under the sunlight.
"How does this waterfall look like a dead body?" Song Chunlei said this idiotic thing: "There is no floating corpse..." He wanted to say that it was a floating corpse, but he froze in the middle of the sentence. He was five years away from us.
On the shoal ten meters away, there was something floating there.
It can't be such a coincidence. Just when we were stunned, Lao Wang had already walked over bravely. The captain is still the captain after all, and his courage is really not an exaggeration. The few of us followed him. I felt like holding a gun
My hands were already sweating, and my headache got a little worse.
Before I walked away, I finally saw it clearly; it was not a floating corpse at all, but a wooden plank about the height of a person. "X! You scared me." Lao Wang cursed: "You guys go and see what the hell this is?" Before we could take action.
, Guide Lin had already jumped into the pool and took out the wooden board.
Only when I saw it in front of my eyes did I realize that the board was a wooden monument. I didn’t know what it was used for. But I could tell that the wooden monument was a few years old. It was originally painted with a layer of red paint, but it had almost peeled off. It looked wooden.
The monument had just fallen into the pond not long ago, and the texture of the wood had not yet been soaked by the water. The inscriptions carved on it could still be seen very clearly.
The inscription is written in Song style: All things are created to support the people, and the people have no good deeds to repay God. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! The unfaithful are said to be killable! The unfilial are said to be killable! The unkind people are said to be killable! Unjust.
He said he could be killed! He was disrespectful, unwise and distrustful. King Daxi said, "Kill, kill, kill. I am not here to compete with you." The capital city was too lazy to build a golden platform. The number one scholar and all the officials were like dogs. They always cut down their talent with swords. Four of his subordinates
Prince, there is no need to seal the city with swords and daggers. On the top of the mountain, this monument is erected on behalf of Heaven. Those who rebel against Heaven will die even if they stand and kneel!
Lao Wang looked at it and frowned: "What kind of mess is this?" Among these people, I have the highest academic level (I failed in college). In high school, my history was my strong point, so in the end I ordered the wooden monument.
Xing: "This is Zhang Xianzhong's Seven Kills poem, why is it here?" Song Chunlei came over and said: "Zhang Xianzhong? Sounds familiar, from the Kuomintang?" I rolled my eyes at him: "I said Chunlei, I'm free.
Go and study, and don’t blame the party-state for everything. Zhang Xianzhong was the leader of the rebel army in the late Ming Dynasty, and he was as famous as Li Zicheng."
Song Chunlei blushed and muttered: "I just said it sounded familiar to me." I ignored him and said to Guide Lin: "Old Lin, have you seen this wooden monument before?" Guide Lin shook his head: "No.
I’ve seen it before. Wasn’t Zhang Xianzhong making revolution in Sichuan? I’ve never heard of him even coming to Yunnan.”
I said: "He may not have brought it personally, it may have been passed down from somewhere, but there is no reason for it to appear in this pool." "Don't worry about so much, just worry about Zhang Xianzhong and Wang Xianzhong." Lao Wang was a little impatient.
: "Let Lao Lin take the plank back. Let's walk around and get familiar with the terrain and then go back."
The terrain here can be seen at a glance. The waterfalls and pools formed a dead end. Once here, there was no other way out except going back the way we came. Lao Wang took us for a walk and found no other exit. We followed the original path.
Walked back.
On the way back, Lao Wang bumped into me and whispered: "Lazi, what does Wang Xianzhong do?" I glanced at him feebly, and it turns out you don't know either. There are textbooks in elementary schools. It's really not good.
I know how you two got through nine years of compulsory education.
Zhang Xianzhong was the leader of the peasant uprising army in the late Ming Dynasty. He worked as a policeman in his early years, and then spent some time in the Ming Dynasty army. Later, because he violated military regulations and was about to be beheaded, he ran out of the military camp overnight and defected to the then army.
Wang Jiayin, the first generation king of Chuang, quickly became the leader of the rebel army because he was cruel and bold and dared to challenge him. He and Li Zicheng were also called Chuang Jiang. A few years later, Wang Jiayin died in battle, and Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zi parted ways. King Li Chuang went straight to Huanglong.
Zhang Xianzhong mainly attacked Sichuan. A few years later, Zhang Xianzhong occupied all of Sichuan. He proclaimed himself emperor in Chengdu and established the Daxi regime.
After becoming emperor, Zhang Xianzhong's temperament changed drastically. He became suspicious, cruel, and easy to kill. He believed that everyone around him would betray him. He not only killed the Ming army, but also began to kill ordinary people, and even began to kill his ministers and soldiers.
Finally, he began massacres in his capital city of Chengdu. History records that he turned a perfectly good Chengdu city into a zoo. The massacre then spread throughout Sichuan. A few months later, he was shot to death in Phoenix by Prince Suwu of Manchuria, Hauge.
Hillside. According to historical records, the total number of people in Sichuan Province in the early Qing Dynasty was only more than 100,000. There was no other way, so Emperor Shunzhi issued an order to relocate millions of people from Hunan and Hubei.
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