When the steamed buns meet water, they will swell and bulge in the stomach, giving me a false sense of food and satiety. I clapped my hands and stood up, walking towards the shack covered with colorful strips of cloth. I saw a middle-aged man with his clothes open and slumped under the tree. He was taking a nap with a straw hat on his face to block the sun. There is a riding crop beside him, so this person must be the horse herder. I didn't notice him when I walked in. I think it was because he was asleep. Since I had read a few sage books, I knew that disturbing someone's dreams was a bad behavior, so I disturbed his dreams. time, be extra careful.
I first pretended to be passing by, then coughed lightly, and then kicked the stones on the ground. Sure enough, under this series of disturbances, the man suddenly lifted up his straw hat to see what was going on, so I pretended to be embarrassed. I'm really sorry to come up and say, brother, I'm passing by and disturbing you. The man saw that my attitude was so "sincere", so he politely said it didn't matter, so I went up to ask for directions and said, where is the ancient road up the mountain? Can you show me the way? You see, I am a foreigner, my accent is not local, and I can’t find my way around, so I came here especially for a walk.
Probably because he felt that he was doing good deeds every day, the horse herder pointed out the way to me. I asked him if he knew there was a hidden horse cave on the mountain. He asked me are you going to Zangma Cave? I said yes, it would be best if you could see it, and it would not be easy to come. Who would have thought that this horse herder told me at this moment that the Zangma Cave had been abandoned for many years. In the past few years, there had been wild boars on the mountain, and hunters were sent to kill them. At that time, he was temporarily living near the Zangma Cave. But basically no one goes there these years. It’s a shabby hole. What are you doing there?
I smiled and said that since I was here, I would go take a look and ask him to show me the way. So this middle-aged man told me how to go up to the ancient road and then walk up the mountain for about three miles. You will see a small stream. Walking up the stream, you will see the first big stone behind the stone. It's Zangma Cave. I said thank you and prepared to hit the road, but the middle-aged man added, "You have to be careful. Although we have hunted wild boars in the past few years, there might be other wild animals in the wild mountains." When I passed that road more than ten days ago, I heard the sound of some animal escaping by the stream. Looking at that head, it really looked a bit like a wild boar.
Wild boar, I'm really worried. But I believe that with my strength and strength, I should still be able to handle it.
I walked along the shack and followed the direction given to me by the middle-aged man. Not long after, I did see a muddy path. There was no grass on the road and the width varied. It looked like it should be the ancient road back then. . The road was not easy to walk, but it was winding all the way up. About three miles away, I did see a very small stream. From the traces of stones on the side, it seemed that this stream was probably raining or the tide was high. It will be slightly wider. So I left the edge of the ancient road and climbed up on hands and knees along the direction of the stream.
This process is actually not easy, because although it is a gentle slope, the slope is actually greater than the slope we were in the woods at "Mandrill" before, and because it is close to the stream, the soil is a bit loose. Several times I failed because I didn't step on it. It's stable but slippery. Fortunately, I'm an expert. Otherwise, if I fell like this, I might have to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair.
According to what the middle-aged man said, I climbed up for almost a hundred meters, and indeed found the tail of a large raised rock on the edge of a mountain wall. The front part was invisible from the angle from which I climbed up the mountain. of. So I walked around to the front and took a look, and found that there was really a cave here. The big raised stone was like a shelter at the entrance of the cave.
But when I saw this hole, I couldn't help but be a little disappointed, because the hole was so small that I could see the bottom of the hole at a glance without even shining a flashlight. From the entrance to the innermost part of the cave, it is only about ten meters deep. Rather than saying it is a cave, it is actually more like a few large rocks falling from the top of the mountain and accidentally forming a small space that can be accommodated. The cave was in disarray, with some newspapers and rags scattered here and there. It looked like a homeless man's home. To be on the safe side, I didn't go in first because I was worried that I would be attacked as soon as I entered. I was alone and without tools, so I was definitely no match.
I first went to the entrance of the cave and smelled it, and found that there was no smell of rotten eggs. Instead, there was a smell of dust mixed with settled air that no one had been here for a long time. The location of the cave entrance where I am standing is actually only suitable for three or five people, even if they stand side by side. If I hadn't deliberately mentioned that there is a cave here, it is estimated that even if the ancient road is not closed, very few people will come here.
The space inside the cave is about three meters high, which is the highest point measured in an irregular place. In other words, if there is really a "Kui" here, its height will not exceed three meters at most, which is higher than the previous The "郃" seems not much higher. And "Kui" only appeared after we eliminated "Ba" a few days ago. It has only been a few days now. There are very few people here, so it is estimated that no one has been hurt by this thing.
Personally speaking, I very much believe in Songzi's inference, but this place makes me secretly suspicious. To be on the safe side, I plan to try it out in person, but that doesn’t mean I have to go caving in person. After what happened before, I don’t have the courage. So I lit the incense of soldiers and horses at the entrance of the cave, and asked the soldiers and horses to help me search. I didn't even have to ask for rice, because Kui was not a category of ghosts that I could understand from my previous studies, and asking for rice might not be able to get the answer.
The movement of Bingmaxiang confirmed Songzi's statement. Because after the smoke rose, it headed straight for the entrance of the cave. However, when we arrived at the cave door, just like what we encountered at Guiyuan Temple before, there seemed to be an invisible wall blocking the smoke. Come.
The incense of soldiers and horses is different from ordinary incense smoke. They cannot float for no reason. Even if there is a huge suction force in the cave at this moment, as long as it is not what it is looking for, it will definitely not float away. And when I hit the invisible "wall", the smoke actually dispersed in all directions, as if I took a puff of cigarette and then exhaled into the mirror or glass.
This shows that Songzi's guess is correct, and I also became nervous at this time, because it means that "Kui" is actually in the cave now, but I can't see it, and it hasn't come out, and it won't come out. I really couldn't figure out the reason, so I took a few steps back cautiously, then took out the incense ash in my pocket, and sprinkled a thick layer near the entrance of the cave, almost using up all the incense ash. Then I slowly We went back the way we came. Before we left, we found a dry place under the big rock behind Zangma Cave and pressed a few talisman papers with small stones because I was afraid that when we officially came here, there might be Because the opponent was too fierce and I didn't have enough stuff, I left some supplies in advance.
Although going down the mountain will save some effort, it is not easy because I have to beware of possible slips at all times. After finally returning to the ancient road, I walked along the ancient road to the river again. The middle-aged man who showed me the way before was now asleep again with a straw hat on, almost in the same sleeping position as when I saw him before. But this time I didn't wake him up again, but walked away gently.
I returned the same way, and it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at Taoism. Songzi and Qin Bukong asked me about the situation on the mountain, and I told the truth, emphasizing that it was difficult to walk on the way up the mountain. We were both old and sick, so we probably had to leave earlier on the day we really wanted to go. And I also told about the situation of my soldiers and horses, which confirmed Songzi's speculation, but I didn't see anything when I looked into the cave. Qin Bukong said that it probably needs to be forced to appear when digging or when the three of us appear together. I said I didn't know either, but although my trip today was a bit hard, I had never encountered any apparent dangers, and it felt calm.
After comparing Kui's attributes, we planned to leave the next day. While there was still one day left, Qin Bukong showed a rare sense of nervousness and told us to take care of this and take care of that. It seemed that it was the last moment to get to this point. If we failed because of insufficient preparation, it would be really terrible. Unwillingly. In fact, Songzi and I were also participants in the whole process. Although Qin Bukong was the initiator, the feeling for both of us was exactly the same.
The air in Wuhan is very hot in summer, but because it is located near the river, it is not very dry. We went out very early the next day and brought everything, including shovels and shovels. Under my guidance, we arrived at the stone behind Zangma Cave before noon, where I had stored it two days ago. However, after I touched it, I found that it was still wet. It must be that after dark, the mountain may be relatively humid due to fog or other reasons. However, when the three of us slowly walked around the entrance of the cave with full vigilance, I looked at the layer of incense ash that had been sprinkled on the ground and was shocked.
The incense ash, like the talisman paper, was soaked due to water mist and other factors, but it was still condensed together due to the dust and still adhered to the ground. However, there were many messy footprints on the incense ash. When I saw these footprints, I felt incredible.
