"You can find someone, anyone! Go quickly! I'm afraid it will be too late to tell the old man at the ancestral hall about this.
"
"That's right! Wait!"
Uncle Ma Liang looked flustered. He quickly handed me a small wine bottle and went over to fill it with three or two Guotou bottles. There was wine in it, and it seemed to be soaked in something.
"Open this wine and smell it.
"
I unscrewed the bottle and smelled it. Except that the color was too dark, it just smelled like normal liquor. There was nothing strange about it.
Unexpectedly, he whispered in my ear: "You must carry this bottle of wine close to your body and don't spill it. If you meet someone who feels suspicious, you can unscrew the bottle and smell it. Remember my words, if you smell The wine inside suddenly turns rancid, and the crawling god is right next to you.
"
"Go, I have other important things to do," Uncle Ma Liang shook my hand and said, "I hope my father will bless you too, Tashi Delek.
"
When we left the wooden house in the forest, with the bright moon hanging over our heads, the three of us were walking on the mountain path. Dou Sprout always scared the eldest lady that there was a ghost following her, but she was so frightened that the eldest lady grabbed his arm and dared not let go. His face felt happy.
"Fengzi, you don't really believe everything that person said just now, do you? If you want me to tell you, you can just listen to it as a story. What a fucking god of climbing! You can't climb on us. The most important thing is to rob tombs and make a fortune.
"
I scolded him: "Get rich! I'm afraid you will earn it with your life! You won't spend it with your life!"
I just thought back on the inverted triangle curse that the dog breeder in the desert put on me, and I became more and more convinced that it was all true. The meaning of the inverted triangle was made clear by the dog breeder before his death, that he wanted me to die alone! Let the people I love die one by one! Magnum may be the start!
Ma Zhen's smiling face appeared in my mind. I clenched my fists and said to myself, no matter what kind of snake god it is, I, Xiang Yunfeng, will kill you sooner or later.
"Yazai, you and the eldest lady, hurry up and fill in the robbery hole in the tomb on the mountain. I'll go to Pomegranate Village to deliver the message! When you're done, go back and say hello to the leader.
"
"Fengzi, are you really going? Then you have to be careful alone.
"
I nodded.
Just like that, I rode the Suzuki King I bought the day before yesterday and rushed to Pomegranate Village overnight.
The motorcycle lights are very bright, and I always feel like there are a pair of eyes looking at me from behind while driving bumpily on the mountain road.
Xinduqiao is about 60 miles away from Shiliu Village. During this period, I went to a gas station to refuel.
I parked the car and waited, and suddenly I saw that the gas gun held by the female gas station employee turned into a black snake. The female gas station girl looked up at me, and a long, forked red tongue came out of her mouth. He took it back instantly.
"Hello? Hello? How much does it cost?"
I woke up and asked to fill it up.
The female refueling attendant looked at me suspiciously, turned around and started refueling my motorcycle.
While she was concentrating on lowering her head to cheer, I quickly walked aside, took out the wine bottle from my arms, unscrewed it and smelled it. It still smelled of wine, not any bad smell.
After paying the money, I turned the throttle all the way and rode very fast, and arrived more than 20 minutes later.
Pomegranate Village is very quiet at night, with only one or two houses with lights on. I came to Kangding a few months ago and this was my first stop. Now that I am back here, I feel mixed.
"Woof woof!"
"The dead dog...is screaming to kill you.
"
I threw a stone to scare away the village dogs. Relying on the memory of celebrating the Buddha Festival here, I arrived at the entrance of the old ancestral hall in Shiliu Village in the dark, where the thangka stolen by Zhuzhu was enshrined.
The pomegranate village ancestral hall is built like a big ladder, with high and steep stairs. This kind of wooden watchtower is a local feature. I had a bonfire party in Kangding a few months ago. I remember that there were lights on the fourth floor. Someone should live on the fourth floor.
Climbing up the stairs, it was dark and probably someone was asleep, so I stretched out my hand and knocked on the door gently.
no one.
The door was unlocked. I turned around and looked around, then reached out and pushed the door open.
A squeaking sound....
The wooden door was old and in disrepair and made an unpleasant sound.
When I came in, I saw a huge solid wood table in the ancestral hall. Countless wooden spiritual tablets were placed on the table. In front of the spiritual tablets were an incense burner, candles and several butter lamps. I felt the butter was still warm when I got close to it.
I whispered: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone here?"
"who!"
In the dark, I suddenly felt someone touching my foot.
"who!"
"Who's talking!"
I heard an old man talking in Tibetan, which I couldn’t understand.
When I looked down, I saw a little old man lying under the table!
He has gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face. He is very thin and looks to be in his seventies. There are bedding, pillows and quilts under the table. He sleeps under them.
After reacting, I hurriedly said: "Uncle! Are you the one looking at the ancestral hall?"
"Don't glare at me.
"
This little old man took a flashlight and shined it directly into my face.
"I do not understand what you're saying!"
"I'm here to deliver a message!
"Uncle Ma Liang, who lives in Xinduqiao, asked me to tell you! The scarecrow is useless! Can you understand me?"
This little old man got out from under the table. He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face and said, "Mingkareka, let's play together, Trika is jealous!"
"My name is Xiang Yunfeng!"
"Mingkareka Xiang Yunfeng!"
I don’t know anything else. I know the name Kareka. It seems to mean asking what your name is.
The language inconvenience made it impossible to communicate at all. I gestured anxiously, but can anyone tell me how to say this "Climbing God" in sign language.
As soon as I had an idea, I immediately stood up straight on the spot, stretched out my hands and held them flat, motionless, like a scarecrow.
The little old man looked at me for half a minute. He seemed to understand what I meant, and his expression changed drastically.
He grabbed my arm tightly and kept yelling!
"Sir, please speak slowly, I don't understand!"
He let go of me with a very panicked expression and did a series of very strange actions.
He first knelt down and prayed in front of the many spiritual tablets, and then poured the ghee from the oil lamps into a broken bowl. Then he lit the ghee with his hands and continued to dot it around the door. After lighting the door, he went to the windows and Up the stairs.
The little old man pushed me out forcefully, then he slammed the door and locked it.
I was knocking on the door and he ignored me.
Do you still remember Lao Zhang Hotel?
It's not in Pomegranate Village, but very close to Pomegranate Village. After the accident of Lao Zhang and his wife, the hotel has a new owner and is still in business. It's too far to go back to Xinduqiao. I went there for a night, but the new owner of the hotel didn't recognize me at all. who is it.
Lying on the hotel bed without taking off my clothes, I kept scrolling through my phone.
I remember saving Zhuzhu’s phone number, but I couldn’t find it. The lion-headed Madonna worshiping Yama thang card might be the key thing! I thought I could contact Zhuzhu and ask him to return the stolen big thangka. If not, I would give her some extra money!
I checked my phone for a long time and couldn't find the number, so I fell asleep.
Early the next morning, I was woken up by someone. I didn’t know what the noise was outside the hotel.
"Brother, what happened?" I asked a young man.
"Are you a tourist? Leave quickly. Something big happened. Someone died last night!"
"Dead?"
"Who died?"
"I told you that you don't know. It was the old man who visited the ancestral temple here who died. His death was so scary that the temple was alarmed and people came. I won't say anything anymore. My mother asked me to come over quickly.
"
I saw the little old man last night. Why did he suddenly die this morning? !
A few people rushed to the ancestral hall, and many people were watching and whispering timidly. These people looked like they were all locals, and their faces were very panicked.
I walked over and saw it.
Starting from the first step of the wooden staircase and spreading upwards, every step was covered with the corpses of a kind of reptile, and there were a lot of them! Those who watched it felt numb.
This kind of reptile is called watermelon worm in our area. It is not big. When it is moved, it will shrink into a ball, so it is called watermelon worm.
I took a deep breath and stepped up the stairs.
