"Is it all over? Are you all going to leave here? Are you completely disappointed now? Are you going to give up here... Alas... our ancestors have been guarding this mountain for generations... and for generations. I have received the blessings of all your sages for generations...please let me clear the way for you at the end."
As he spoke, the old man took a stick from the wall and walked resolutely ahead.
My curiosity is making me scratch my head! !
"Um, hello, old man, I have a question... Are all these tombstones on this mountain real?"
The old man glanced at me, probably wondering who I was, but after all, I was the one brought by Wen Na, so he still answered me respectfully.
"Of course these tombstones are real. My family members are buried under each one. Here, this is my second uncle, who was just buried ten years ago."
The old man pointed to a tombstone underground with the woodcutter in his other hand, and I saw "Kangxin" written on it.
"The tombstone at the top," he continued to point to me with the woodcutter. I saw that there was a tombstone on the top of the mountain. It was at a 90-degree right angle to the mountain. This incredible angle was... It's like a person is flying in the wind with open arms!
"That tombstone is the ancestor of our family, the ancestor of our family, and the earliest generation of tombkeepers in our family."
"Gravekeepers? Are you guarding your own tomb?" Xiwu asked.
When the old man heard this question, he did not blurt out an answer. Instead, he looked at Wen Na, as if asking who we are and whether he can tell us these things.
Wen Na smiled at him. The old man understood and knew that Wen Na and I had a special relationship, so he simply started chatting and told me the history of their family.
It turns out that all the houses at the foot of the mountain are inhabited by people of the same clan. Their family traces its earliest ancestor, named Kangchali, who is lying under the top tombstone on the tombstone mountain. Ancestor, he was a famous Feng Shui divination master at that time. He traveled far and wide. Finally, he searched here and found a treasure land. He originally wanted to build ancestral tombs here and spread branches and leaves, but he didn't expect that he accidentally found it in this mountain. A hole was found!
"Hongdong? Are you saying there is a hot spring here?"
The old man smiled and shook his head, "That's much rarer than hot spring eyes."
Their ancestor Kang Chali met a Yuanchu man for the first time when he was observing the compass around the magical hole. At that time, they did not have the concept of Yuanchu people, but called gods as gods. . After seeing the incredible power of the Yuan people, he was sincerely convinced. The people of the early Yuan Dynasty then offered to let him guard this miracle. In return, their family had the ability to see spiritually for generations, and every generation Every generation of the Kang family will have someone who will stand out, but they must always send one person from the family to inherit this secret, guard this miracle, and protect this secret from being discovered.
In the old man's generation, technology has developed rapidly. Electric wires have been connected, and roads have been built to the gate of the town. Before his secret is told to the next gravekeeper, his descendants have already flown to a wider area beyond this mountain. world, so he stayed here alone for 44 years.
Ten years ago, his second uncle would occasionally go up to the mountain to visit him. After his second uncle passed away, he was completely alone. He stayed here for another ten years. He didn't know the turmoil outside the mountain. He only felt that he was on the mountain. There were more and more animals, and occasionally a gust of wind blew in from outside the mountain, which also carried the smell of rot and stench. He no longer yearned for and was curious about the outside world.
After listening to the old man's narration, I had a little more admiration for this stooped old man with gray hair. In such a difficult environment, he lived alone for 44 years... What he kept might not be the miracle, but It's not the graves of his ancestors, but it's about guarding his own heart...
What kind of loneliness is this...
The old man was in front. As he talked, he used a woodcutter to chop away the weeds and branches on the way up the mountain. There were lush vegetation on the way up the mountain. He relied on the old man to distinguish the trends of trees and grass to find the way up the mountain. It might be like this For many years, he has traveled through this mountain road. The only person who can talk to him in this mountain is himself, who still has the mountain wind, grass and trees...
"What exactly do you mean by holes?" Xiwu continued to ask.
"Young man, we'll be here soon. You'll understand when you get there. Don't be impatient."
We kept climbing along the sunny side of the mountain. The mountain was sometimes gentle and sometimes steep. Finally we came to the top. The mountain is not high. Standing on the top of the mountain, there is no such scene of mist and clouds, but the height is downward. Look, my mood is still different from that at the foot of the mountain, for example - my legs are weak...
We took a short rest at the top of the mountain. We didn’t feel tired when climbing the mountain, but when we stopped to rest for a while, we lost all our fighting spirit...
"Let's go, just turn over and we'll be there."
We followed the old man and walked silently. The trees on the top of the mountain grew very strong. There were also many tombstones erected here. They were all clearly engraved with seals saying who, who, who, what clan, what clan and what rank were buried here. Almost all of the tombstones were on them. They are all spotless, and the weeds next to the tombstones can also be seen to have been cleaned. Someone should come here to take care of them from time to time, and this person should be the old man who led us.
"Old man, what do you mean by spiritual eyes?" I was very curious about what the old man said before, that the people in the early Yuan Dynasty gave their family this ability. Does it mean chasing eyes like me, or like Wen Na? Do you have the ability to predict vision?
"Remember what I told you about what our ancestors did?"
"I remember you said... you are Mr. Feng Shui? So what is the special connection between this spiritual eye and Feng Shui?"
"Ordinary people see this mountain as a mountain. Those with good eyesight can at most see clearly the types of trees on the mountain. As for the spiritual eyes..." the old man suddenly stopped and pondered for a while, "the spiritual eyes can see more. , it’s very helpful for Feng Shui, nothing else special.”
I knew that the old man hadn't finished what he said, and I didn't know why he was worried about it, so I didn't ask any more questions.
We climbed over the top of the mountain and came to the shady side of the mountain. The trees here are much sparser. At this time, the sun is turning, and some sunshine can be given to the shady side. The road down the mountain is even steeper. In some places, it is almost straight up and down, but it is good. The previous tombkeepers had laid some stone piles on the way down the mountain, which made it much easier for us to walk.
Soon we arrived at the hole in the old man's mouth.
It is a very inconspicuous cave on the back of the mountain.
"This is it. I can only send you here. The place behind is not something I can enter... Is my mission completed?"
The old man asked Wen Na cautiously.
Wen Na smiled and nodded, "You've done a good job, you can rest now..."
The old man bowed towards Wen Na, with a lonely look on his face, "Rest... I have been guarding like this all my life... I don't know what else I can do... I will continue to guard..."
Then, he turned around and went back, his figure disappearing at the end of the winding mountain road.
He might still go back to that hut, boil potatoes and corn, and continue talking to the mountain breeze...
We studied the hollow in the rock mass, wondering what the mystery was. It was like a small plate embedded in the rock wall.
"Is this the hole?" I didn't notice any changes at all, let alone any miracles...
"This is not the real body, just a mark."
Then, Wen Na measured the distance with her steps. She took 5 steps forward, took another step back, and then jumped down the mountain!
"Winna!"
I chased after her and saw that Wen Na was landing steadily on a platform under the rock wall. There are cliffs tens of meters high all around. Only the part where Wen Na jumped off has a small platform. If Wen Na hadn't jumped off, no one would have noticed at all.
"Come down quickly, be careful." Wen Na raised her head and shouted, calling me to jump down too...
