Although it is said to be Inner Mongolia, it is actually not far from Heilongjiang and almost to the border of Outer Mongolia. The residents are mainly Han, with only a few Manchu and Mongolian people. If you have never been to Ganggangyingzi, you will never imagine how difficult that place is. There are six of us educated youths in total, four men and two women. We were dumbfounded as soon as we arrived. We were surrounded by rolling mountains. And the endless virgin forest, out of the village and walking for hundreds of miles, you can't see a single person.

There are no roads at all here, let alone electricity. Lighting an oil lamp is considered a cadre's treatment. Using a flashlight here is equivalent to living in a presidential suite today. It was completely unimaginable in the city. At that time, we thought that all parts of the motherland were upstairs and downstairs, with electric lights and telephones.

But at that time, I also felt fresh. I had never seen such a big mountain, and it was the first time I had eaten many things produced in the mountain. The mountains nearby are relatively rich, and there are many mountain products. You can also catch fish in the river, so you don¡¯t have to worry about not having enough to eat. After returning to the city, I heard that they went to Shaanxi to join the queue and said that they were really complaining. They had never seen a decent grain in the past few years.

The work of the educated youth is not too heavy, because this place is close to the mountains and there are not many crops grown. In the summer evenings, we take turns going to the fields to look at the crops. Because we are afraid of being eaten by wild animals, one or two people have to stay in the crop fields every night. .

The crops in the mountains are not like thousands of miles of green gauze tents like those in the North China Plain, but one field in the east and one in the west. Wherever the land is flat, a field is opened. So I have to go out frequently at night. That night, I happened to catch up with the monkey. The monkey was sleeping in the straw shed. I went out for a walk and saw that nothing happened, so I felt like going back to sleep.

When I was approaching the hay hut, I saw a large round white shadow not far from the hay hut. I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully. It was indeed not a dazzling sight, but it was too dark to see anything. I don¡¯t know, I didn¡¯t believe in ghosts at that time and thought it was some kind of animal, so I picked up a wooden stick and tried to drive it away.

There is a white thing in the darkness, and it is still shaking slightly. What on earth is this? It doesn't look like an animal, but why would it move if it wasn't an animal? It was too dark and I didn't have a kerosene lamp to illuminate it, so I couldn't tell what it was.

Although I am not afraid of ghosts, I still have some fear when facing unknown things. I dare not hit it with a stick. The stick in my hand is actually a thick branch picked up from the ground. I use The branch gently poked the pile of white things, it was very soft... Suddenly in the darkness, I heard the monkey shouting: "Ah... what are you doing? Hu Bayi! Why are you poking my butt with the branch?"

It was a false alarm, but it turned out that the monkey ate unclean fruit during the day, had a stomachache at night, and squatted there to let the grass grow. His big white buttocks stood out in the dark.

The next morning, the monkey reluctantly asked me to compensate him. He claimed that he scared me to death last night with more than one million brain cells. I asked, can your brain have so many brain cells? You and I are both poor bachelors who came to the countryside to receive the necessary re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants after receiving the supreme order. What do you want me to compensate you for? Let me tell you in advance, as your close revolutionary comrade, all I have is the last pair of pants I'm wearing now. You won't want me to use these pants to compensate you, right?

The monkey smiled mischievously and said, "That's not necessary. I saw a very big honeycomb in the old forest in Tuanshanzi yesterday. You and I will go and poke the honeycomb. Let's get some honey to drink with water. You can also use honey to drink it." Her father traded the swallows for rabbit meat.

Yanzi is the name of a girl. Her father is a famous old hunter in the village. Monkey and I both live in her family¡¯s educated youth area. The father and daughter often go hunting in the mountains and treat us to game from time to time. We always feel that we always eat other people¡¯s food. I feel a little sorry for the good things, but we are too poor and have nothing to use to pay back Yanzi and his daughter.

The monkey found a big honeycomb, so we decided to bring some honey back to give to the swallows. Both of us have short tempers and do whatever we say. In the past, the monkey and I were famous naughty kings in the military region in the city. A honeycomb is nothing, and tricks ten times more powerful than this are often performed.

I was afraid of getting lost, so I asked Yanzi to borrow his hunting dog. It was a half-grown puppy that Yanzi raised by himself. Yanzi named the puppy Li Zihuang and was reluctant to take it out hunting. Seeing that we were going to Tuanshanzi to play, he lent us the dog.

Tuanshanzi is not far away from our village in a straight line, but because there is no road, we walked over the mountains and ridges for half a day to get there. This forest is huge. The people in the village warned us not to go in, saying that there were bears in it. We saw There was a man with only half his face in the village. He had encountered a man-bear here when he was a child. Fortunately, Yanzi's father arrived in time, shot and scared away the man-bear, and saved him. But the child's face was still licked by the man-bear. The man-bear's tongue was full of inverted flesh thorns, and a large piece of flesh was licked off. The left side of his face had no eyes or ears, and his nose and mouth were crooked. He is over 40 years old and still cannot find a wife. The old people in the village will shed tears when they talk about him.

Although we are brave, we do not dare to enter the virgin forest rashly. The hive the monkey mentioned was found on the edge of the forest when he and the villagers came to collect pine nut oil. The hive was on a big tree near a stream outside the forest. .

But unexpectedly, this honeycomb was too big, bigger than the ones we had poked before combined. From a distance, it looked like a calf without limbs hanging on a tree, and it was so dark inside. Huge stinging bees flew around, their buzzing sound deafening.

I said, little fat guy, just fucking cheat me. Is this a honeycomb? This is simply a big hornet atomic bomb. How can it be blown up? Monkey said yes, if it were an ordinary beehive, would it still be necessary to look for you? I solved it myself, how about it? Do you still dare to do it?

I said this is nothing. Our team is invincible. We are not even afraid of the planes and tanks of US imperialism. How many little bees can we be afraid of? They are all his grandma¡¯s paper tigers. Damn it, we will eat honey today.

Having said that, you can't act recklessly. If you make a slight mistake, you will be stung to death by a wasp. This kind of wasp is so huge that it must be poisonous. You don't need to take more than one or two bites and it will be over. There happened to be a small river next to it, so God helped me. I first took out a piece of cake, broke it into two pieces, fed Chestnut Huang to eat, and made it run away far away. Then everyone put on the military coats they brought, a dog-skin hat, a scarf, and gloves. The front of the hat was covered with a transparent sand towel borrowed from a female educated youth. After checking that there was no exposed flesh on the whole body, let the monkey I found two hollow reeds, one for each person, to use for breathing when I jumped into the river later to avoid the swarm of bees.

After getting ready, the two of us came to the tree in one step like two bloated bears. I held a ball of winter seed grass and matches in my hand, ready to go. The monkey took a long pole and counted: "One." , two, three." After counting to three, he stabbed the connection between the hive and the tree trunk with a long pole. Within four or five times, the huge hive fell to the bottom of the tree, and the countless hornets inside immediately exploded the camp. The same thing flew out, forming a large black mist in the sky, buzzing over our heads.

I was well prepared in advance. Regardless of the swarm's attack, I lit the winter seed grass with a match and placed it in the downdraft next to the honeycomb. The giant bees flying out of it lost their sense of direction as soon as they were smoked and flew everywhere. , the monkey and I used soil to build a firewall around the burning withered grass to prevent a mountain fire from forming.

At this time, the wasps that had not been affected by the smoke had already recognized their targets and pounced on us one after another. I felt like the popping noise on my head was like hail falling. I did not dare to stop any longer, and hurriedly ran to the side with the monkey. The creek was not deep, with a depth of less than one meter. We plunged to the bottom, and all the wasps on our bodies were washed away by the stream. I held down the dog-skin hat on my head with one hand to prevent it from being washed away by the water, and the other Take out the reed with your hand and breathe.

It took a long time to show my head, and I found that the bees were either drowned in the water or fainted by the smoke. There was no danger anymore. Although it was midsummer, the stream in the mountain was cold, and my whole body was already frozen by the stream. Shivering, I finally climbed ashore and lay on the rocks, gasping for air. The sun on my head warmed my whole body, and I felt indescribably comfortable.

After a while, the monkey couldn't hold on anymore and climbed up to the shore unsteadily. Just halfway, he suddenly let out an ouch and raised his arm suddenly. There was a big gash on his hand, and blood was flowing out.

I hurriedly went down to the stream to help him. The monkey held the wound tightly and said, "Be careful, there seems to be a broken bowl in the river. It could stab me to death."

There was no one living nearby, so how could there be a broken bowl? I became curious, so I took off my clothes, dived into the stream with my arms bare, and groped around. I found half a broken porcelain bowl where the monkey had been stabbed, and looked at the bowl. The style and blue pattern are somewhat similar to the Northern Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain that my grandfather collected.

My grandfather¡¯s antique calligraphy and paintings were all smashed by the Red Guards when they were destroying the Four Olds. I didn¡¯t expect to see fragments of such antiques in this deep mountain and old forest. It¡¯s really kind of familiar, but this thing is nothing to me. I raised my hand and threw the half broken bowl into the woods far away.

The monkey also stripped off his soaked clothes, randomly wrapped up the wounds on his hands, and jumped into the stream again. We both took a bath, and then dried our clothes, shoes and socks one by one on the pebbles by the stream. , I whistled to greet Chestnut Huang to come back.

I saw Chestnut Yellow running back from a distance, with a fat gray hare in its mouth. I don¡¯t know what happened to this unlucky rabbit. It actually hit Chestnut Yellow, a hound who was still in training, in the mouth. When I saw a hare, I was so happy that I rolled Chestnut Huang on the ground a few times. He was such a good dog. I broke off a large piece of honeycomb from the hive to reward it.

The monkey said: "Let's find someone to raise some puppies when we go back. From now on, we will have rabbit meat to eat every day."

I said, "You have a good idea. There are many rabbits in the mountains, but they can't stop you from eating them. Don't talk nonsense now, I'm really a little hungry. You quickly put away the rabbits, and I'll collect firewood to make a fire." "

The monkey washed and skinned the rabbit by the stream. I grabbed a bundle of dry pine branches and lit a bonfire. I spread the skinned hare with a thick layer of honey and grilled it on the fire. After a while, the aroma of roasted honey-made rabbit meat wafted in the air. I cut off the rabbit head and fed it to the dog. The remaining rabbit meat was cut in half and the monkey ate it happily. I have never eaten anything so fragrant in my life. I almost swallowed it with my own fingers. Although there is no oil or salt for seasoning, the hare meat, which is spread with wild honey and grilled with pine branches, has a unique natural flavor. It is very popular in the city. I never imagined that there would be such delicious food in the world. The life of educated youth is full of hardships and joys. We were driven to remote mountainous areas by society. While we lost some things, we also gained some things that were not available in the city. It seems that some things in life cannot be used. Gains and losses are measured.

After eating, seeing that it was getting late and the clothes were almost dry, they used thick branches to thread a huge honeycomb. The two of them carried it up one after another, and returned to the village singing a revolutionary song: "The sky is big and the earth is big~ Not as strong as all of us, father and mother, not as good as the kindness of the Communist Party." This is really the sound of the whip and the sound of the golden pedal, and the song of victory is returned. The only thing that was incongruous was that our loud revolutionary songs were mixed with the excited barking of chestnut-colored dogs, which made me feel a bit like the atmosphere in the movie when the Japanese invade the village.

When I returned to the village, I saw that most of the people were missing, so I asked Yanzi: "Yanzi, where have your father and others gone?"

Yanzi answered while helping us carry the beehive: "The Chaganha River flooded, and the wood in the forest farm was soaked. At noon, most people in the village went there to help move the wood. The party secretary asked me to tell you to take a good look at the crops. , Don¡¯t cause trouble, it will take them seven or eight days to come back.¡±

I don¡¯t like to hear other people¡¯s words about not letting me get into trouble, as if I was born to cause trouble everywhere, so I said to Yanzi: ¡°Is the party secretary drunk and confused? What trouble can we get into? We are all Chairman Mao. "Good boy."

Yanzi smiled and said, "Aren't you going to cause trouble?" After these educated youths came to your city, the hens in the village became so noisy that they stopped laying eggs.

The other two male educated youths we were with also went to the forest farm, leaving only me, Monkey and two other female educated youths. We were not sent to work in the forest farm because we went out to play. We felt very lucky and put the honey into the jar. There are more than ten large earthen jars filled. Yanzi said that the remaining honeycombs can be eaten as whole vegetables. In the evening, he will fry the honeycombs with roe deer meat for you.

When I talk about eating monkeys, I feel happy. I say that our little life today is similar to the Chinese New Year. I just ate roast rabbit meat in the afternoon, and ate roe deer meat and stir-fried honeycomb in the evening. My mouth watered. The swallow asked us where we roasted the rabbit? I told what happened. The swallow said, "Hey, don't mess around. You are roasting the hare on the edge of the old forest. The smell of the meat will attract the man and the bear."

After hearing what she said, we remembered that it was really too dangerous. Fortunately, the man-bear was probably sleeping today so he didn't smell the aroma of barbecue. While I was helping Yan Zi light the fire, I told him about the monkey's hand pricked by a broken bowl in the stream. How could there be that kind of blue and white porcelain bowl from the Song Dynasty in the wild mountains?

Yan Zi said that was not new at all. When a girl in our village gets married, every family will have several bottles and cans as dowry, all of which are fished out of the river.

The more I listened, the more strange I became. Can antiques be fished out of the river? Yan Zi also pulled out two porcelain vases from under the bed and showed them to me: "They don't grow in the river, they all wash down from the upper reaches. The sources of the rivers near our village are all in Niuxin Mountain in Lamagou. I heard the old people say that The mountain contains the tomb of the Queen Mother of the Liao Kingdom and the Jin Kingdom. The good things buried in it have disappeared. Many people want to look for that tomb, but either they can¡¯t find it or they can¡¯t get out after entering the Lama Valley. Now, the forest in Lama Valley has become very dense. My father once saw wild people in the ditch. Some people also said that Niuxin Mountain is haunted. Anyway, no one dares to go there these years. "

Night had fallen while we were talking, Yanzi had cooked the meal, and Monkey went to ask two other female educated youths to come over for dinner. As soon as he left, he ran back panting with one of them named Wang Juan. I quickly asked them what happened. ?

Wang Juan gasped for a long time before explaining clearly that the female intellectual Qingtian Xiaomeng who was with her originally received a letter from her home saying that her mother was hospitalized with asthma and was very seriously ill. Tian Xiaomeng heard people say that the Bodhisattva fruit growing in Lama Valley has miraculous effects on asthma, so she went to Lama Valley to pick Bodhisattva fruits alone. She went there in the morning and has not come back until nightfall.

The veins in my forehead jumped so high. Tian Xiaomeng was too reckless. That place was full of virgin forest, and even experienced hunters in the village didn't dare to go there casually. Why did she go alone?

Wang Juan cried and said I can't stop her, let's go find her quickly, what if something happens.

But now all the labor force in the village has gone to the forest farm, and the remaining people are old and young. Monkey and I have to go to find people. Yanzi also brought chestnuts and shotguns to go with us, leaving Wang behind. Juan is looking at the crops in the village.

If you have a dog in the mountains, you won't be afraid of getting lost. We didn't dare to delay. We lit a torch and led Lizi Huanglian into the mountains at night. There was no way to go in the deep mountains and old forests. I really couldn't understand how Tian Xiaomeng, a girl like herself, dared to break in alone. In the deepest part of the mountain, the monkey said that she might be anxious and confused. Whose mother is sick and should not be anxious.

Because it was dark and the dog had to track the scent, Li Zihuang had not received professional tracking training. He often lost track and had to turn around to find it again. So we walked very slowly. After walking for four or five hours all night long, dawn appeared in the east. The morning breeze in the forest made people's skin crawl, and the fresh air refreshed their spirits. Yanzi pointed to the west: "Look, that big mountain is Niuxin Mountain."

The monkey and I looked to the west, at the mountains covered by the vast forest. There stands a huge, weird-looking mountain peak. The entire mountain is in the shape of a cow's heart. Nine large waterfalls like white jade dragons rush down from the mountain. The porcelain picked up by the villagers rushed out from these waterfalls. It seems that that Legend has it that the tomb of the Queen Mother of the Liao Kingdom may be located inside the mountain, but no one has been able to find the entrance for so many years.

When I saw this spectacular mountain peak, I suddenly had a feeling that assured Chairman Mao that I had seen such a mountain somewhere before. I thought about it, and finally remembered a record I saw when I was browsing the tattered book left by my grandfather. This landscape pattern is an excellent Feng Shui treasure hole, with hope in the front, support in the back, and nine paths. The waterfall looks like a nine dragon drawing water, dividing the hill like a blooming lotus. By the way, it seems to be called "Nine Dragons Covering the Jade Lotus".

The nine waterfalls on the mountain, one more and one less than the other, or there is not such a large flow of water, are not enough to match the pattern of the Nine Dragons Covering the Jade Lotus. Nine is the largest number among single digits and has the hidden meaning of the supreme. Its pronunciation is also long, which means eternity. It has always been regarded as the most auspicious number. In addition, if the water flow of the waterfall is small, it will not be called a dragon, but a snake.

This kind of Feng Shui treasure cave is also called "Luoshen Chariot". According to the book, it is the most suitable place to bury women. If a man is buried, his family will be in bad luck.

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At this time, I had a vague feeling in my heart that my grandfather's "Beidou Chengxiang Burial Sutra" was not a mess of the Four Old Times. The content in the book was indeed meaningful. I would like to read it carefully after I go back. One reading.

However, I don¡¯t think this Feng Shui technique has any practical value. There have been so many emperors and generals in China since ancient times. Which one of them was buried in a random place after death? The changing of dynasties, the rise and fall of history, cannot be controlled by whether the ancestral graves are buried well or not.

Yanzi pointed to the valley in front of Niuxin Mountain and said: "This is the famous Lama Valley. Legend has it that there are savages in it and it is still haunted at night."

The monkey looked at the virgin forest in the valley that blocked out the sun, frowned and said, "Tian Xiaomeng will definitely get lost if she enters Lama Valley. We only have three people and one dog. It is really difficult to find her."

Seeing that they were a little discouraged, I cheered them up and said: "Communist materialists shouldn't believe that there are any ghosts in the world, whether they are ghosts or savages. If I encounter them, even if they are unlucky, I will capture a few of them alive." Take it to Beijing and give it to Chairman Mao. Chairman Mao will be surprised when he sees it.¡±

Monkey, like me, comes from a military family, and there is a natural element in his blood that is fearless. After hearing what I said, he became more energetic and geared up to get into the ditch.

Only Yanzi was worried. As a local, she had heard countless terrifying legends about this Lama Valley since she was a child, so she naturally had an innate fear. But saving people is more important now, so we can only leave those things behind.

The three of us sat down to eat some dry food and sorted out the equipment. We had a total of two shotguns. These two guns were used by Yanzi and her father when hunting. One has a three-sleeve and the other is commonly used by the Oroqen people. Lifting the pole, these two types of guns are very backward. They are all muzzle-loading gunpowder guns. They are very lethal at close range. However, when shooting at a target 35 meters away, the power and accuracy are difficult to guarantee. It can only hit a hare and roe deer. That sort of thing works pretty well.

My father has been taking me to the shooting range to play with guns since I was six years old. I am familiar with the PLA's standard long and short firearms, but I am not sure I can control this front-loading flintlock shotgun. The experience of the monkey is similar to mine. , we discussed it, Yanzi and I each got a shotgun, and Monkey got a machete for cutting wood. Well prepared, the three of them plunged into the dense forest of Lama Valley.

In Lama Valley, compared to the legendary savages and mountain ghosts, the most real and direct threat comes from the human bear. Although the human bear is the same bear as the black blind man, the human bear likes people to walk upright, hence the name. , Man-bears are huge in size, have rough skin and thick flesh. Hunters only dare to attack man-bears when they are in groups and accompanied by a large number of hunting dogs. If a person carries a broken gun and encounters a bear in a primitive forest, it is almost equivalent to being sentenced to death.

After walking in the forest for more than half a day, the roar of the nine waterfalls on Niuxin Mountain became louder and louder. I saw that Lamagou had reached the end and was almost at the foot of Niuxin Mountain.

No one came across the bear or the savage, and there was no trace of Tian Xiaomeng. The monkey sat down on the ground so tiredly: "I can't stand it anymore... I really... can't walk anymore."

Yan Zi said, let's take a rest first. Chestnut Huang seems to be unable to find Tian Xiaomeng's scent. Alas, how can this be solved? If we can't find her, the branch secretary and my father will scold me to death when they come back.

I was very tired, so I picked up the kettle and drank a few sips, and said to the two of them: "Could it be that Tian Xiaomeng was eaten by a bear? Otherwise, he might have been captured by savages and made into a village wife. "

We were resting and chatting when we suddenly heard Chestnut Yellow barking wildly deep into the forest. The hounds are all good dogs with excellent bloodlines. They would never bark like this unless they were in extremely dangerous situations.

I asked Yanzi: "What's wrong with the dog? Did you find any wild beast?"

Yanzi's face turned pale: "Hurry up the tree, it's a human bear."

As soon as I heard that it was a human bear, I hurriedly climbed up a big tree. When I lowered my head, I saw that the swallow was holding the monkey's butt hard. The monkey couldn't climb trees, so it struggled to hold on to the trunk of the tree as it climbed up little by little. rub. I quickly slipped down from the tree again, and together with the swallow, I held the monkey's butt. The monkey finally climbed up to the lowest fork of the big tree, lay on it sweating profusely and said: "I... this tree is fucking ¡­¡­Too high!"

Chestnut Yellow's screams became more and more urgent. Before Swallow and I could climb up the tree, we saw a black-furred man-bear emerging from the bushes. When it saw a living person, it immediately became excited. It stood upright and roared like a human. thunder.

Yanzi has been hunting with her father in the mountains for many years and has a lot of experience. Without any time to think, she raised her shotgun and fired a shot at the bear. There was a sound of fire and the bullet hit the bear's belly.

Because the distance was very close, and the belly of the human bear was the softest, this shot opened a big hole in its belly, and blood and intestines flowed out at the same time. The man-bear was injured and extremely angry. He stuffed his intestines back with his big bear paw, and then rushed towards the swallow violently. The swallow's shotgun could not fire continuously, and there were trees and thorns behind him with nowhere to escape. He could only close his eyes and wait for death. .

Saving people was the most important thing. I didn't think much about it. I hurriedly raised my gun and aimed at the bear's head. If the shot missed, the swallow would be dead. Thinking of this, my hands were shaking a little. I gritted my teeth and pulled the trigger. There was a bang. The huge recoil of the shotgun almost knocked me over, and I sat down on the ground. I don¡¯t know whether it was because the gun was not powerful enough or because I missed the shot. Although it hit the man-bear¡¯s head, it only blinded him. One of its eyes.

Although this shot was not fatal, it saved the swallow. The man-bear was blinded in one eye, his face was covered with blood, and half of his eyeballs were still hanging on the eye sockets. It became even crazier, leaving the swallow alone, and headed straight towards I pounced.

At this time, Li Zihuang bit the man-bear on its hind legs from behind. The man-bear turned his head to grab Li Zihuang. Li Zihuang was very alert. When he saw the man-bear turn around, he ran away and bared his teeth in provocation at the man-bear.

Just like that, Yanzi and I seized the life-saving ten seconds and climbed up the big tree respectively.

The man-bear was seriously injured. His intestines were punctured and a large piece of his intestines leaked out. He was also blind in one eye. Even tigers were afraid of him in the mountains. He had never suffered such a big loss. He wanted to catch Chestnut Huang. , but they were not as fast as hounds. They wanted to bite the three people, but those guys all climbed up the big tree. After walking around under the tree for a few times, even though he was full of evil fire, he didn't know what to do for a moment. He jumped into a rage, looked up to the sky and roared so loudly that the valley was shaken.

I was lying on a big tree and saw the man and bear below him spinning around in a hurry. I forgot that I was in a restricted area. I felt funny and shouted to the monkey on another tree: "Little Fatty, why don't you, the second uncle, leave?" ? Why are you wandering around here? Please persuade it to stop thinking about it. "

The monkey is not afraid of humans and bears, but of heights. In modern terms, he may be a little afraid of heights. He was lying on the fork of a tree and was shaking with fear. However, when he heard me trying to bully him, he refused to suffer any loss and began to scold me: "Hu Bayi, you are so fucking immoral, isn't this my second uncle? Look at it clearly. Isn't that your wife?

I laughed loudly, pointed to the human bear below and said to the monkey: "Oh, I saw it wrong. It turns out that this is your aunt. I will not be your uncle."

The monkey was so angry that he wanted to throw pine cones at me, but he was holding the tree branch tightly with both hands. He was afraid that it would fall if he let go, so he didn't dare to make any big moves and could only stare at me.

I was even more amused when I saw the monkey, but my smile froze immediately. The man-bear under the tree was desperately climbing up the big tree where I was.

Although it is heavy, it is extremely powerful, and it was seriously injured. The pain has completely made it lose its mind. In its eyes, there are only three of us and one dog. It stares into a blood-red bear's eyes, and the fleshy thorns on the big bear's paw are firmly fixed. Holding on to the tree trunk, the huge body climbed up to a height of more than one meter with every leap. I cursed in my mind: "Who the hell told me that bears can't climb trees? Isn't this tricking me?"

There is a saying in the mountains that an old hunter tells young hunters: It is better to fight a fierce tiger than a crazy bear. The man-bear went completely crazy because of his injuries. Its destructive power and explosive power were astonishing. I was so shocked that I couldn't think of joking with the monkey. I kept thinking about how to escape.

At this time, the swallow gave me a warning: "Quick...quickly load the iron sand and hit its other eye!"

Only then did I remember the shotgun I carried on my back. I cursed myself for its uselessness and climbed up to the top of the tree. I took off the belt I used to tie my pants and tied it to a branch that was large enough to bear my weight. I grabbed the shotgun with one hand to hold the center of gravity, and freed my other hand to load gunpowder into the shotgun. I put most of the remaining gunpowder in the horn tube into the barrel of the gun.

The man-bear crawled very fast, getting closer and closer to me, and the swallows and monkeys both sweated for me. I tried to focus only on the action of loading the shotgun in my hands and not think about the man-bear climbing up below.

After loading the gunpowder, I pressed the iron sand, and used an iron pass to compact the gunpowder and iron sand. My nose and temples were all covered in sweat. This kind of shotgun is really troublesome. A broken gun is really fatal. In the big forests of the Northeast , how many hunters have lost their precious lives because they don¡¯t have a fast gun. If I can have a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle at this time, it won¡¯t be a problem even if there are two or three people and bears. In this case , even if you have a pistol.

The moment I finished loading the iron sand and gunpowder and replaced the tinder flint, the man-bear's claws had reached my feet. I quickly shrank my feet, turned the muzzle of the gun downwards, and fired directly at the man-bear's head. There was a shot. This shot had too much gunpowder, and the fireworks rose, and my face was completely blackened.

The musket relied on the power of gunpowder spray to excite the iron sand, but the angle was too low, causing the iron sand pressed in the barrel to loosen, and it did not exert its due power. In addition, because it was shot at close range with one hand, there was no support point behind it. Even at a close range, the hit missed, not hitting its head, but only beating the man-bear's shoulder to a bloody pulp. The man-bear fell from a tree more than ten meters high, and hit the ground heavily, leaving everything on the ground. The extremely deep dead branches and leaves, coupled with its thick skin and flesh, did not cause much damage to it when it fell from a height.

The man-bear climbed up. This time it no longer climbed the tree. Like a heavy tank, it roared and slammed its fat body against the big tree. The vibration caused the pine needles and pine cones on the tree to fall like raindrops.

Fortunately, I hung my arm with an armed belt to prevent me from being knocked down. I was a little worried that this big tree was not strong enough. If it was hit by a bear a few times, it would break all the roots. I never thought that I would die in the deep mountains and old forests today. I'm in trouble, I'm about to die, I can't lose face, I have to show some righteousness of a revolutionary, and let the monkeys and swallows take a good look at me, Lao Hu, who is definitely not a coward. So I shook my throat and shouted to the two swallows and monkeys: "It seems that I'm going to see Marx. I'm sorry, comrades, I'll go ahead and save a seat for you over there. Do you have anything?" If you have something to say to the revolutionary mentor, I will convey it to you.¡±

The monkey shouted to me from another big tree more than ten meters away: "Comrade Hu, don't worry, the revolutionary cause will not be much without you. You can study revolutionary theory well when you go to Lao Ma's place." I heard they always eat beef stew with potatoes, are you used to it?¡±

I replied: "When have we ever been picky about our food during the revolution? Comrade Little Fatty, just push the revolution's cart forward as long as it doesn't fall over. The red flag rolls over the serf's halberd, and the black hand hangs the overlord's whip. The remaining third of the world is The suffering masses must be liberated by you, so I will eat potatoes and beef every day.¡±

Yan Zi was so anxious that she cried: "What time has it been? You two still have time to talk nonsense, so hurry up and think of something."

Just when we were at our wits' end, the man-bear stopped hitting the tree with his body, stopped, sat on the ground and breathed heavily. It turns out that the man-bear lost a lot of blood and kept tossing. Although its brute strength was amazing, it was exhausted. This time it calmed down from the rage, learned a good lesson, waited for work, and sat under the tree to spend time with us. On.

Li Zihuang also saw how powerful the man-bear was and did not dare to get close to the man-bear to bite him. He squatted aside far away. He was also very hungry, but out of loyalty to his master, he refused to find food by himself. Yan Zi felt sorry for his dog and whistled to ask Li Zihuang to find something to eat. Then Li Zihuang left.

The three people lay on the tree to discuss countermeasures, but after thinking about it, there was really no feasible way. Now they got down from the tree and fought hard with the old-fashioned muskets in their hands. They were undoubtedly seeking death. Most of the people in the village were not here, and there was no hope of anyone. Come to the rescue. In order not to fall off the tree, they had to tie their bodies tightly to the trunk with their belts and see who could outlast the other in the end.

As a result, a deadlock was formed. This situation was most unfavorable to the three people in the tree. The thrilling human-bear struggle just now had exhausted most of our strength. It was almost night, and the three of us were all I didn't sleep for two days and one night. I only ate a few stick noodles during the day. I was hungry and sleepy. I was afraid that I would faint from hunger and fall from the tree before tomorrow morning.

This situation reminds me of a poem by Chairman Mao Zedong: I am surrounded by thousands of enemy troops, but I remain unmoved. However, there are no flags at the foot of the mountain, only people and bears waiting.

I was just thinking wildly, and before I knew it, I lay down on the tree trunk and fell asleep. I don¡¯t know how long it took, but I felt hungry and unbearable in my stomach, and I woke up with bursts of pain. I saw stars in the sky. , the waning moon is like a hook, and it is already late at night. The whole forest was quiet. Looking through the moonlight, I saw that the man-bear under the tree was no longer there. I don't know when it left. The branches were so thick that I couldn't see clearly whether the swallows and monkeys were still on the tree, so I let go of my throat and shouted: "Swallow! Little Fatty! Are you still on the tree?"

After asking several times, the shouts echoed in the valley in the middle of the night, but the two people did not respond at all. Although I am brave, I can't help but feel a little scared when I think of being alone in the primeval forest. I thought to myself that these two guys were so uninteresting, how could they forget about me and not call me when they left.

I shouted twice more from the tree, but there was still no movement. I became anxious and looked around, and found a place with flickering lights not far ahead. I didn't expect that there were people living in such a place? Did the two of them also see the light and go there to find someone?

In the dark night, I couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west. I could only hear the roar of the water. I raised my head to find the direction of the North Star. It seemed that the light should come from the direction of Niuxin Mountain. I slipped down from the tree, one foot deeper and one foot shallower. Walk towards the light.

I began to imagine that the owner of that light was an old hunter who lived in the mountains. He had a white beard, was very kind, warm and hospitable. When he saw an educated young man like me who was lost in the forest, he would definitely give me warm hospitality and give me a shower first. A cup of hot tea, and a roasted deer leg for me to eat... The more I thought about it, the hungrier I got, so I wiped the drool from the corner of my mouth with my sleeve.

I was looking for something to eat while walking, and soon I arrived in front of a huge cave. There were bright lights in the depths of the cave. It was strange. I was looking at those lights not far away just now, but now I was in the depths of the cave again. Could it be that I was hungry? Dizzy.

Driven by the huge temptation of roasted venison in my imagination, I walked into the cave. I took three steps and two steps to reach the end of the dark, dark and long cave. Six years ago, the girls were walking side by side, talking and laughing. Now it is clearly summer, but they are wearing luxurious furs and classic styles. They don't seem to be modern clothes. Only one of them is wearing a seasonal blue khaji cloth. , she had two braids on her head, and a military green canvas satchel with the words "Serve the People" slung across her shoulder. Hey, isn't that Tian Xiaomeng?

Yes, it is definitely Tian Xiaomeng. She is an educated youth from Suzhou. Monkey and I are from Fujian. By the way, we are all from the south, but we are not very familiar with each other. The main reason is that Monkey and I are too naughty and always get into trouble. Most honest and quiet girls don¡¯t dare to get close to us.

But when I saw an acquaintance in this strange cave, I felt more or less confident. I took two steps and shouted to Tian Xiaomeng: "Xiaotian, why are you here? Is there anything to eat?"

Tian Xiaomeng turned around and saw that it was me, and waved to me, indicating that I should come closer. I walked over and said to her: "You had a great time here. We almost got eaten by bears trying to find you. Where is this place? Do you have anything to eat? I'm so hungry. Posted on the back.¡±

Tian Xiaomeng said: "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I went into Lama Valley to collect medicine and got lost. I was saved by these kind-hearted sisters. They are also performing a shadow puppet show at the moment. You came just in time. Let's watch it together. Then go back." Then she introduced me to a few young women around her. They all spoke with local accents and were very polite. They also brought me some dried venison to eat, and invited me to go to the theater together.

I followed them and walked inside. I saw a city in the middle of the vast cave, with magnificent pavilions and bright lights. All kinds of antiques and jades were piled up around it.

Paper lanterns and white cloth were set up in front of the city gate. Behind them sat a dozen musicians who were in charge of gongs and drums. In front of the city was an antique long table with exquisite tea sets and tea cups. There was also a large red table. The agate tray is filled with melon and fruit snacks.

There are three chairs in front of the table. The women wearing mink fur previously asked me and Tian Xiaomeng to sit on the left and right respectively. The chair in the middle was empty, as it seemed that an important person was coming.

When Tian Xiaomeng saw that there were only three seats and the rest of the people were standing at the back, she felt a little sorry and wanted to refuse. I was tired and hungry, and I couldn't care less about being polite. Anyway, the people of the country and the country sit. Since there are seats, it makes a difference who sits there, so I sat down carelessly, grabbed the food in front of me and ate.

Maybe I was very hungry. Although the food was exquisite, it was tasteless and tasted like chewing wax. After a few bites, the more I thought about it, the weirder it became.

At this time, two girls helped an old lady with white hair and luxurious clothes walk out of the door and sit on the central seat.

Tian Xiaomeng and I both stood up and said hello to the owner. Seeing the old lady's appearance, I felt even more weird. What age is it now, why is there still a landlady?

The old lady nodded to both of us, sat down in the middle, and waited to watch the show without saying a word.

The young woman standing behind her clapped her hands, and the musicians and puppeteers in the troupe heard the order and performed hard together. Shadow puppetry originated in the Han and Tang Dynasties, also known as "Lamp Shadow Play". It is a very popular art among the people. The characters and animals in the play are carved out and manipulated by the artist behind the white curtain with the lyrics and lyrics accompanied by gongs and drums. Recently, there have been hundreds of complete plays.

However, this art form was naturally affected during the Cultural Revolution and was criticized as a poisonous weed for promoting talented people, beauties, emperors and generals. No one would dare to perform it again. I never expected that I would see it here today. This kind of performance was so attractive in that era when cultural life was zero. I just watched the show and completely forgot about other things.

Each of the major plays performed by the shadow play are extremely exciting. They started with "Taizong Dreaming in Guanghan Palace" and then started with "Di Qing's Night Capture of Kunlun Pass".

On the stage, the lights of swords and shadows of swords, and the coming and going of soldiers were so exciting, and coupled with the drum music, the audience couldn't help but cheer. My heart was shaking and my mouth was thirsty, so I reached out to take a drink from the tea cup on the table. I accidentally glanced at the old lady next to me, and saw that she was also looking at herself with a smile on her face. He ate some preserved fruits and snacks. He chewed the food in a weird way, his cheeks moved like an old ape, sucking and sucking.

My grandma also has no teeth when she gets old, but eating animals is definitely not like this. Is this old lady a human or a monkey? My heart was in a state of confusion, and the tea cup in my hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. It didn't matter if the tea cup broke, the old lady's head also fell to the ground. Her head was still staring at the shadow puppet show, chewing endlessly in her mouth.

The old lady's maid hurriedly came forward, picked up her head respectfully, and pressed it to her body.

I knew in my heart that I had encountered a ghost, so I pulled Tian Xiaomeng up and ran out of the cave. I stumbled out of the cave in the darkness. I heard endless rumblings in my ears, the earth kept shaking, and the people behind me The cave closed into a huge stone wall. If he had come out half a minute later, he would have been trapped alive in the mountain wall.

It was already getting bright outside. I dragged Tian Xiaomeng and ran to the stream at the bottom of the mountain. Suddenly, I felt a terrible pain in my stomach. The pain made cold sweat break out on my forehead. I couldn't help but squat down. It seemed that there was something wrong with the food they gave me. Remember to listen. My grandfather told stories about ghosts asking people to eat. The ghosts used stones, frogs, and maggots to turn into delicacies to trick people into eating. I wonder what kind of ghost bird I just ate. The more I thought about it, the more disgusting I became, and I couldn't help but vomit.

In pain, I vaguely saw two people walking in front of me. The girl in front looked familiar. It turned out to be Yanzi. I felt relieved when I saw her, and my vision went dark and I fainted.

When I woke up, it was already three days later. That day, the swallows and monkeys stayed in the tree until dawn. The man and bear under the tree lost too much blood and died. But there was no trace of me anywhere, and Tian Xiaomeng and I were found unconscious by the river.

I have been in a coma for the past three days, with a high fever of over 40 degrees. I ran hundreds of miles of mountain roads to invite doctors from the county to treat me. I am strong and finally woke up, and Tian Xiaomeng She was still unconscious, so we had to notify her relatives to take her home for treatment. As for what happened to her later, we don¡¯t know much.

I told Yanzi's father about my experience, and he told me that what I encountered might be a "ghost market", also known as a "ghost show". There is a legend in the mountains that when the queen mother died, she buried a lot of people alive. Folk jugglers from various groups were buried with him. In the past, some people had seen the same thing as me at Niuxin Mountain.

However, these things are vague in my memory, and sometimes I am not sure that they really happened.

My life as an educated youth only lasted for more than half a year, which was not very long, but the memories I left behind will last a lifetime. When it was my turn to go home to visit relatives during the Spring Festival of 1969, my fate took another huge turn.