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Speaking of the Guazi Temple near Mengshan Mountain, it is quite famous in the Mengshan Scenic Area. There is a story about the Guazi Temple.
According to legend, in ancient times, a great general captured a lot of treasures after his victory. However, on his way back, a horse plague broke out in this place. Many horses died, so naturally there was no way to take away the treasures.
So the general opened a kiln to melt gold, cast the treasures into gold pieces in the shape of golden melon seeds, and threw them into the local river. He ordered that no fishing was allowed. As long as a golden melon seed was seen in the world, the whole village would be killed.
Because of this general's outstanding achievements and high prestige, as expected, no one dared to salvage the golden melon seeds when they were thrown into the river. These golden melon seeds were gradually buried by the river sand. Until the change of dynasties, people who had heard of this legend came to salvage them one after another. Golden melon seeds.
In order to deter these greedy people, local villagers built a statue of the general near the river.
In fact, the purpose was to scare the rioters. Later, in order to commemorate this incident, later generations built a temple on the general's statue, called the Guazi Temple.
Xie Yu went to Guazi Temple, and after some inquiring, he found out about the whereabouts of the third master of the Wu family and his party, saying that they were heading west.
After all, he said he was traveling, but he also carried various tools in large and small bags. At first glance, he was not an ordinary tourist.
Ancient tombs have also been found in the area. In the past, many outsiders came here to rob and fight tombs.
When Xie Yu was still hesitating about how to find the third master of the Wu family, a simple and honest middle-aged local man actually walked over.
The middle-aged man first gave Xie Yu a cigarette, and then said that he knew where the third master of the Wu family and his party had gone. Those who brought large bags and special tools usually went to their village.
Although there are only about thirty households in their village, they have jointly established a guest house and a small sales agency.
This middle-aged man came here to buy goods this time. He was interested in Xie Yu's car. If Xie Yu agreed to help him bring the harvest, he would show Xie Yu the way.
After saying that he was offered the job, what else could Xie Yu say? He quickly rolled up his sleeves and helped people move and load the goods.
Seeing that Xie Yu was so "honest", a middle-aged local man agreed that Xie Yu could stay at his house for two days and take care of food and lodging, so that Xie Yu could find his "friends" more easily.
Xie Yu could only lament that the people in the mountains were so simple. Xie Yu, who had less than two hundred yuan left in his pocket, naturally followed the good deeds.
Seeing Xie Yu's "simple and honest" agreement, the middle-aged local could only swallow another kind words.
After filling the empty trunk, the middle-aged local also got into the passenger seat.
Xie Yu listened to the middle-aged man's instructions and drove west for more than 40 kilometers, then walked a section of dirt roads before getting onto the winding dirt road.
Just like this, we walked around and arrived at a cement road.
But Xie Yu looked at the many gravels and debris on the cement road and couldn't help but asked in confusion:
"Brother, what's going on? There is a cement road in the mountains and I was asked to take a dirt road just now, but why is this cement road so gravelly?"
"Brother, you won't point the way blindly, will you?"
The middle-aged local said: "Brother, where did you go? How could I do this?" "
"Actually, we have had a cement road here for a long time, and those Jiefang cars can come here. This is not because the mountain collapsed the year before last and buried a section of the road, so we had to go around the previous dirt road."
"But don't worry, brother. Although there are rocks on the road ahead, the villagers clean them up regularly. Although the liberation vehicle cannot pass, your little car will still be fine."
Xie Yu: "Okay, by the way, brother, won't the government repair this road? Otherwise, it will be inconvenient to travel like this!"
A middle-aged local: "To be fair, brother, later on a landslide in the mountain revealed a big cauldron. Many people came from the province. When they saw it, they said it was something from the Warring States period and a national treasure, so they took the cauldron away. .
"I don't care about this road anymore. Don't you think it's annoying? Later, the village said it would repair it on its own. It was repairing whatever it wanted. There was no money, so repair work stopped. It's been a year, and it's still being repaired!"
What could Xie Yu say? For the sake of disharmony, he could only nod his head and pay attention to the gravel on the road.
Xie Yu quickly changed the subject and asked: "Brother, are there many people from outside your place? When I asked for directions at the Guazi Temple, I heard that some people rented mules to go into the mountains."
The middle-aged local said with emotion: "There are so many, how could there not be many? Big brother, let me tell you that the guest house in our village was almost full of people from other places in the past few days."
"In these days, in fact, it should be said that since the tripod was dug out, there have been more and more foreigners here. I heard that there are still people preparing to build villas on the other side of the mountain."
Xie Yu was stunned: "Building a villa, building a villa here is really fun! Is there any places of interest here or something fun?"
Middle-aged local: "There are no places of interest or interesting things. They are said to be overseas Chinese, but in our village they all look like grave robbers. But the people in the village think they are generous and don't tell anyone if they see through it."
Xie Yu: "Robbing tombs and fighting upside down?"
"This is interesting. Brother, can you tell me something about tomb robbing and fighting? I just saw it on TV news. Is there any magical tomb?"
The middle-aged local glanced at Xie Yu and then said: "I think although the eldest brother is also a foreigner, he should not be a tomb robber."
Xie Yu also asked unintentionally: "What do you mean, brother, you see something about me is different."
Middle-aged local: "Brother, don't blame me for telling the truth. Judging from your figure and the luggage you bring, uh... you said you were looking for someone... I still believe it."
Seeing Xie Yu's unhappy expression, the middle-aged local said:
"Well, this is what I heard from my grandpa and his friends. Over the years, many cheaters have come here and touched a lot of good things."
"But my grandpa said that the powerful thing is still further inside. It is a tomb of an immortal. Not to mention the gold, silver and jewelry inside, those things are nothing compared to the treasures of the immortals."
Xie Yu: "Is it true or false about the Immortal Tomb? Did your grandfather and the others enter it?"
The middle-aged local grinned: "Look at what you said, big brother. My grandfather also heard it from his grandfather. I don't know when this legend was left behind."
"It is said that the immortal was sent by the Jade Emperor. He became a general and helped the emperor in fighting. At that time, he was promoted to greatness after his success."
"But his body and the treasures he used in the war were buried with him."
"As for that tomb, it's better than the emperor's. Otherwise, how could it be called a god?"
Xie Yu asked doubtfully: "If you say so, there must be many people looking for this tomb? Has anyone found it?"
Middle-aged local: "Hey, big brother, you don't know, that place is completely inaccessible now. When the mountain collapsed the year before last, that place also collapsed. And what do you think happened in the mountain?"
Xie Yu: "What? Oh, it should still be a tripod! Is it an older tripod? Didn't I say that just now?"
Middle-aged local: "What, big brother, if it was really a tripod, someone would have taken it away long ago. I tell you, don't tell others.
The middle-aged local swallowed his saliva and then said: "I don't know what evil was done in that place. More than 100 heads were dug up, more than 100!"
(Thanks to book friends "Wandering Alone", "Yunhe Nanfei", and "Brother Haoyuelong" for their 4 recommendation votes.)
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