On a moonlit night, Feng Sheng walked into Nanshan Village in the dust.
Since he broke up with Han Sheng in Nmei Kaijiang, Myanmar, he returned to the Udon Thani base in northeastern Thailand by helicopter with Lu Taiguan and the rescue team, drove to Bangkok the next day, and then flew back to Hong Kong from Bangkok, all the way to Wuyuan, Jiangxi Province.
Lan'er had mixed feelings when she saw Feng Sheng, and while cooking on the fire, she inquired about Han Sheng's situation.
"In this way, Hansheng and talent are very good, and you can come back as soon as you find Momo."
Lan'er breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart, which had been tense for days, finally fell to the ground.
The Beidou sloped westward, Wu Chushan and Mao Yiyan walked out of the Linggu Cave with Liangzi, and returned to the home in the east of the village by moonlight.
"It's Feng Sheng, you're back, what about Hansheng," Wu Chushan said happily.
Feng Sheng recounted the thrilling process of the trip to Thailand and Myanmar to find the daughter of the ancestor, and conveyed Han Sheng's greetings.
"In this way, as soon as the matter in Bangkok is over, he and the baby will return directly to Jiangxi."
Wu Chushan people then put their minds at ease.
"Daddy, have you found Ye Lao?"
asked Lan'er.
"What, Ye Lao hasn't come back yet," Wu Chushan was taken aback when he heard this.
Lan'er said: "Yes, I have never seen others. ” Mao Yiyan shook his head on the side and said, "This thousand-year-old skin corpse is simple-minded and absurd, maybe there will be some leaks." ” "In this way, this old man didn't come home, but it is possible that he secretly followed us to Wolong Valley, if he meets Huang Jianguo, he will be in danger, no, I have to hurry back to the valley again."
Wu Chushan said eagerly.
"I'll go with you."
Immortal Bone Mao stood up.
"No," Wu Chushan said in a deep voice, "Lan'er is not at ease here, please take care of Brother Mao, and this good son also needs someone to guard it." ” "Shanren, but you can rest assured, with me Feng Sheng, I will definitely ensure Lan'er's safety."
Feng Sheng pulled out the pistol on his waist and said confidently.
"That's fine, Feng Sheng must be more careful."
Wu Chushan nodded in agreement, and then took Liangzi to the closet of the West House, and took a shot to order it and locked it in the closet.
Wu Chushan and Mao Yiyu hurriedly walked out of the courtyard, went straight to the Linggu Cave, and then rushed all the way in the cave, and it only took more than half an hour to return to the valley.
There was silence in Wolong Valley, and the mist in the forest was kind, and there was no sign of people.
Wu Chushan rushed into the earthen house first, and the black Ze had disappeared, and it was likely that he had gone out of the valley to see Huang Jianguo and Mao's corpse.
"Brother Mao, let's get out of the valley immediately."
Wu Chushan hurriedly said, then exerted light skills, rushed all the way out of the valley, and followed silently.
The mouth of Wolong Valley was also quiet, and there was no figure in sight, and the mountain man hesitated slightly, and then continued to chase along the only mountain road.
"This is Ye Lao's cricket cage," Wu Chushan found the empty bamboo cage at the fork in the mountain road, and said to himself, "It seems that Ye Lao has fed those crickets to the hairy corpse to eat." ” The immortal bone grass leaned over the ground, sniffed the ground with his nose on the ground, and then stood up and said, "The old man smelled the special smell of the hairy corpse, and he went to the northwest. ” Wu Chushan looked up at the eastern sky, and said eagerly: "It's almost dawn, we have to hurry." ” The two of them chased down the mountain road to the northwest like a gale.
Wuyuan Wengong Mountain, formerly known as "Jiulao Furong Mountain", there is Zhu Xi's ancestral tomb buried on the mountainside, and it is named after the nickname "Wengong".
In the spring of 1150 in the twentieth year of Shaoxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhu Xi returned to his hometown to sweep the tomb and planted 24 cedar trees, meaning 24 filial piety, after more than 800 years of wind and rain, it has been more than three meters thick and more than 30 meters high, and it is still lush and green standing on the mountain.
Before dawn, the sky is dark, the hairy corpse jumps and jumps on the stone road of the ancient post road, although after hundreds of years of wind, frost, rain and snow, the ancient road is still intact, because it was built using the method of inverted triangle to pave the stone, with the help of pedestrians' trampling, the stone is more and more solid, the more and more tight, so it has been preserved so far.
Ye Lao looked at the verdant Wengong Mountain, and couldn't help sighing: "Lao Wei has lived outside the pass for a long time, and I heard that the site of the tomb of Zhu Xizu, a physicist in the Southern Song Dynasty, is quite difficult. ” Hearing this, the hairy corpse stopped, and said suspiciously: "How is the ancestral tomb of the ancestor of the Princess?"
Ye Lao cleared his throat, and then replied: "I heard from Wu Chushan that when the tomb of Zhu Xi's great-ancestor in the Southern Song Dynasty was buried, it was a time chosen by a feng shui master named Lai Buyi, and it was necessary to wait until the four phenomena appeared at the same time before he could be buried. ” "What's the chirp," the hairy corpse asked with interest.
"One is the carp on the tree, the second is the iron pot as a hat, the third is the tile for rice, and the fourth is the kudzu vine girdle, Nalai Buyi told the Zhu family to carry the coffin to the side of the tomb at a certain time and wait, the clansmen were skeptical, but they still did it.
When the hour was close to noon, I saw a farmer carrying two carps to the side of the tea pavilion at the intersection, hanging the fish on the tree casually, and he went to the pavilion to rest and drink tea, which is the carp on the tree.
Suddenly, the sky was cloudy and rainy, a person ran into the pavilion with an iron pot on his head, isn't it an iron pot as a hat because it was nearly noon, several peasant women carried crockpots to the field to deliver food, the road was slippery in the rain, a peasant woman fell, the crockpot for delivering rice was broken, and the belt was also broken due to wrestling.
The peasant woman felt sorry for the rice, so she put the rice in tiles, and folded kudzu vines as a belt to tie around her waist.
At this moment, the clansmen suddenly realized that the carp on the tree, the iron pot as a hat, the tile rice, and the kudzu vine girdle really appeared at the same time, and they couldn't help but be surprised again and again, so they hurriedly buried the coffin in the tomb, which made a generation of great writer Zhu Xi.
Ye Lao was very satisfied that he had the opportunity to show off in front of the hairy corpse.
"Chirp interesting."
The hairy corpse pursed his lips and grinned, and the sound quality was crisp and sweet.
"Mao corpse, where is your cemetery" Ye Lao also laughed a few times with him, and then seized the opportunity to ask.
"Chirp is here."
The hairy corpse pointed to a col next to the ancient post road, where a large tomb stood in the leeward and sunny.
Ye Lao approached and took a closer look, and said in surprise: "Mao corpse, what year did you die?"
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"In 1966, chirp."
The hairy corpse replied.
"That was ten years ago, but this is a new tomb," Ye Lao said suspiciously, looking at the new soil on the grave bag.
"Chirp that's it, yes."
The hairy corpse said affirmatively.
It was a new grave, and some grass had just grown on the dirt bag, and Ye Lao went around it and couldn't find a tombstone, so he scratched his scalp and asked, "How can there be no tombstone?"
Mao Corpse smiled and explained: "Haw, haw, people with foreign surnames are buried on Wengong Mountain, and they don't erect tombstones, and they have been doing this for hundreds of years. ” There was a slight sound of footsteps in the distance, coming straight for them, and the hairy corpse dodged in fear and hid behind Ye Lao.
"Mao corpse, don't be afraid, with my old man here, no one will want to hurt you."
Ye Lao opened his arms and resolutely protected the hairy corpse.
The sound of the night walker's clothes came in an instant, and under the sparse starlight, stood Wu Chushan and the immortal bone grass "Ye Lao, you made us look for it so hard."
Wu Chushan said angrily.
Mao Yiyu approached, his nose couldn't stop moving, and he said hehehe: "This ordinary hairy corpse has no way, just kill it." ” "Chirp, I'm afraid," the hairy corpse shrank back tremblingly.
Ye Lao's chest straightened, and he shouted loudly: "The old man will never allow you to hurt the hairy corpse" "Ye Lao, it's very dangerous for you to run around like this by yourself."
Wu Chushan said reproachfully.
Ye Lao stiffened his neck and argued: "Lao Qu fed the hairy corpse and ate the crickets, she took me to her tomb, and Lao Qu will soon be able to solve the mystery that happened in the Tai Chi Yin Halo." ” "Is this tomb the corpse of Mao?"
Wu Chushan wondered.
"Chirp, it's mine."
The hairy corpse hid behind Ye Lao and poked his head out and said.
"Hmph, if it's true or not, you'll know when you dig it up," Wu Chushan turned to Mao Yiyan and said, "Brother Mao, I just passed by a farmhouse, and I'll go find a hoe."
With that, the mountain man flickered and disappeared into the pre-dawn darkness.
"Ye Lao, the old man has killed countless corpses in his life, you are not related to this hairy corpse, why do you want to protect her" Mao Yi asked puzzled.
"People in the rivers and lakes, chivalrous and righteous, in addition to the strong to help the weak, to help others for pleasure, is the old man's business, how can he stand by and watch, not to mention that the hairy corpse is a beautiful woman who has suffered a lot."
Ye Lao said in a loud voice.
"How do you know, beautiful woman," Mao Yi said in surprise.
"You listen to her soft voice, the graceful walking gait, the shyness of receiving people and things, and the charm of her gestures, how can the old man not be able to tell the difference" Ye Lao said eloquently.
"Hmph, isn't it just a hairy corpse, not even flesh."
Mao Yiyu said disdainfully.
"Woo woo chirp."
The hairy corpse cried sadly.
"Don't turn bones, the old man won't allow you to insult the hairy corpse," Ye Lao shouted angrily at the bones.
The footsteps sounded again, and Wu Chushan came back with an iron hoe in his hand, and without saying a word, he walked to the grave and dug it hard.
At this moment, the east has appeared white, and the mountain people have also dug up the tomb.
An old coffin lay quietly in the grave, apparently having been buried in the dirt for years, and the wooden surface was mostly decaying.
"I'm going to open."
Wu Chushan said, and then slammed a hoe on the coffin lid, and with a "click", he pried up the coffin board.
Under the morning light, a naked old man was lying peacefully in the coffin, his skin had not yet rotted, it was the old man Huang: