After spending the fifth day of the Lunar New Year in Yulin, the group went to Daoxian County.
There are several reasons why I decided to go. First, I know what the boss is really thinking, and I don’t want to disappoint him. Second, there may be a tomb in that place. As for the danger... To be honest, the contents recorded in the notes are true. I have never verified sex, and besides, there are risks in this business anytime.
After hearing that we had decided to go, Mr. Zhao from Xiangxi shook his head and said, "Then I won't go. I'm going back to Jishou. After I go back, I will go to the mountains to see the girl and the old man (Liao Bo Xiaomi). There is no signal in the deep mountains of Heimiao. If anything happens, call my apprentice Abu."
"What do you have to say?"
"have!"
I quickly said: "Master Zhao, tell Xiaomi that her brother Feng will wait until she is cured and comes back, whether it is one year or two years."
"Yes, yes, don't forget that there is her Brother Dou and me." Dou Sprout said.
Xiaoxuan's face was expressionless and she didn't say anything.
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It was my first time to go to a place so far south, and I was a little excited.
After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, there was a rush to return home. There were many people at the train station. We followed my Uncle Xue to pick up our luggage and board the train bound for Yongzhou, Hunan.
In addition to bringing some small items with us, we didn’t bring any big things like the Luoyang cyclone shovel. Uncle Xue said that he would make arrangements for us when we got there, so we didn’t have to worry.
The journey was very long. I remember taking the green train for three days and one night or four days and one night. I was so sleepy on the sleeper berth that I finally arrived in Yongzhou, Hunan.
We arrived in Yongzhou and found a hotel to stay and rest. That night a local man came with a big bag to deliver things to us.
This local man was also a tomb robber, a friend contacted by Uncle Xue. I knew that he was buying vegetables at the Huangnijing vegetable market, and the bag he brought contained a Luoyang shovel with a sleeve.
This Yongzhou dialect sounds very interesting. I feel that I can almost understand it if it is spoken fast, but I can't understand it at all if it is spoken slowly.
For example, the owner of the hotel where we stayed was smoking a cigarette and scolding his wife: "You are so stupid in Hong Kong. I will kill you. I will file a lawsuit every day. If you don't move, I will chop off your head."
What this means is: "Honey! I'm so angry when you're like this! I'm so annoying to you! You have to sleep every fucking day! You don't do any fucking work!"
The tomb robber who sells vegetables in Huangni Chang is named Li Tiecheng. He can speak Mandarin. He is in his forties. He wears a leather jacket and leather trousers. His hair is parted in the middle and his back is covered with tattoos.
We rested in the hotel for a day and a half. Li Tiecheng drove a Jeep off-road vehicle, loaded everything into the vehicle, and took us to Daoxian County.
Dao County, formerly known as Daozhou, has a mixed population. It is considered a gathering place for ethnic minorities in southern Hunan, including the Yao, Zhuang, Yi, and Miao ethnic groups, and more than a dozen other ethnic groups.
Twenty years ago, it was not like now. Before the first lunar month of the New Year, people wearing national costumes and carrying big bamboo baskets could be seen everywhere in Yongzhou City, walking back and forth on the streets. It should be rare now. Many young people born after 2000 have never even worn these clothes.
Drive all the way southwest from Daoxian County.
"Wow! Yunfeng, look at those ponds. Are such big cows buffaloes?" Xiaoxuan sighed as she lay on the window looking at the scenery along the way.
"Tch, I don't know how long my hair is."
Dou Sprout pointed to the roadside and said loudly: "The cow in the water is nothing but a buffalo." (Actually, it's not a buffalo, it's just an ordinary cow drinking water.)
Li Tiecheng, who was driving, smiled and interjected: "I don't come here often. Daoxian is an ancient city. Didn't you see a row of ancient city walls in the county just now? Those walls were from the Sui Dynasty and are still in use today."
He raised his head and asked how far it was.
Before Li Tiecheng could speak, Master Xue said: "It shouldn't be far away. It's more than twenty kilometers to Tianguangdong Village at most, right, Old Li."
"Yes, it's not far."
"Hey, Brother Li," I asked casually: "Have you ever been to that Guiziling? What kind of place is it specifically?"
Talking about this, Li Tiecheng, who was driving, frowned and said: "I'm not from that place, but I went there once in the 1980s. It was summer at that time. I just remember that the woods were very gloomy, and it was only over ten degrees in the summer. Some rotten stone men were half-buried in the soil. Later, the village chief found out and kicked me out, and I was almost beaten."
"Please listen to my arrangements later. It's getting late now. Let's find a place to settle down after arriving in the village."
We arrived at Tianguangsi Village at around six o'clock in the evening. We got out of the car with our bags and walked on the small roads in the village. I found that there were very old tile-roofed houses and few red brick houses. The ancient carved doors and windows could be seen everywhere. Most of the villagers are not tall, and some of them are leading cattle as if they have just come back from the fields.
Li Tiecheng stopped a villager who was passing by with a cigarette in his mouth and said in the local dialect: "Brother, wait, it's like this. We are traveling from other places. Could you please help us find out whose old house is uninhabitable?" Yes, let’s rent it for a few days.”
"It's a small thing, brother," Li Tiecheng stuffed a packet of Yuxi into the person's hand.
The villager spat, kicked the cigarette in his pocket and said something with a smile.
Li Tiecheng nodded and said: "He said there was something good for tourism in the village, and he also said that if you want to live in a house, you don't need to bother others. His family has an old house that they can't live in, but it's too dirty and needs to be cleaned."
I said, what are you waiting for? It’s getting dark today. It’s better to rent a house by yourself than live in someone else’s house.
The rent was fifty yuan a month. This person was very happy and enthusiastically moved a few quilts from home.
This old house is located in the north of the village. The old tile-roofed house has two rooms, the east and the west. There is a big earth pit in the house, and there are orange poles on the kang. When cooking, there is an earthen fire iron pot in the courtyard. You can clean it yourself and burn firewood.
The only drawback is that there is no electricity.
If we want to recharge, we can only go to someone else's house. Our neighbor lives with an old lady and her granddaughter. Her family is half Yao ethnic group.
The mobile phones were collected uniformly, and the others stayed in the room. Li Tiecheng and I went together.
The old lady’s granddaughter went to school in the county town. She was sixteen or seventeen years old. She was spinning hula hoops in the courtyard at the time. We pushed the door open and were startled when we walked in. I’ll call her Xiao Tang.
The old lady can speak non-standard Mandarin, but her granddaughter, who goes to school in the county town, speaks more standard Mandarin. Although she has an accent, she can understand it.
I said, aunt, I'll give you ten yuan to charge the electricity. She said no money, no money, you can go to the house to charge.
At that time, there was no fast charger with hundreds of watts, charging was as slow as an ox. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening and the courtyard was dark. I was sitting on the horse and chatting with the old lady. Naturally, this topic was brought up by me intentionally or unintentionally. ridge.
"Ah? You want to go to Zaizailing?" (People in their village don't call it Guizailing, but Zaizailing.)
Li Tiecheng smiled and said no, he was just curious and wanted to know how far that place was from here.
Xiao Tang's eyes were a little panicked. She shook her head back and forth and said, "You can't go to Zaizailing. My dad said that there is a corridor of Yin soldiers there. My dad said that Yin soldiers wear straw hats and ragged clothes. If you look at them, your soul will be destroyed." If they are taken away, they will still be in a vegetative state even if they are rescued, and there are two such vegetative people in our village."
Seeing Xiao Tang saying this seriously, I felt like laughing inexplicably, but I didn't dare to laugh, so I just sat on the horse with a sullen face.
Also, Xiao Tang said that anyone who wants to cross Zaizailing must go to Yapo (I understand it as Shenpo) and write a red couplet.
Write your name on the red couplet, and ask Yapo to take the couplet and paper money and burn it under the Zaizai Temple at 12 o'clock in the day. This will tell the Yin soldiers that someone is passing by and make it convenient for them.
Li Tiecheng was surprised after hearing this: "I haven't heard from my Daoxian friends that there is a temple in Guizailing? Where is it?"
Xiao Tang opened her mouth to speak, but her grandma stopped her and told her not to talk nonsense.
I looked at the old lady's expression.
It's a bit like talking about a tiger's color changing.
