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Part 3 Yunnan Worm Valley Chapter 1 Car Accident


After returning to Beijing, we successfully held the second congress at the time-honored Beijing Delicious Restaurant.

After the fat man ate three plates of old Shanghai oil-fried shrimps, the meeting successfully passed the resolution to go to Yunnan to fight.

The fat man wiped the oil on his mouth and said to me: "I told you, Old Hu, Yunnan is a good place.

I was very excited by the part about the golden bird flying from the sky, and I had long thought that there would be those burning batches in the past.

A minority girl with a passionate love."

I said to the fat man: "Yunnan is not as good as you think, and not all ethnic minority girls are peacocks.

Anyway, I have never seen a few decent ones in Yunnan before.

At that time, our troops were deployed not far from the border.

Laoshan conducted a month of actual combat exercises there.

Fang is the intersection of the Hani, Yi and Zhuang ethnic groups.

There are many ethnic minorities, and I think they all look similar to the Vietnamese.

The five golden flowers of Ashima are all artistic processing in movies and TV dramas.

It’s not true.

You’d better not have too big of an illusion, otherwise you’ll be disappointed.”

Da Jinya said: "What's wrong, Mr.

Hu, the place you went to is probably a ravine.

When I went to Yunnan to join the team, I saw many beautiful girls from the Dai and Jingpo ethnic groups.

They were all slim, and their waists were small.

Tsk tsk, if I just marry one, I will be satisfied for the rest of my life.”

The blind man had almost finished eating.

After listening to our words, he slapped the table and said, "Fellow gentlemen, the Yi girls from Yunnan are very rare, and there are even hidden poisonous women among the Miao people.

The love poison they control is vicious and insidious, and cannot be guarded against." , it’s better for you to avoid provoking those women.”

Da Jinya nodded and said: "What the old gentleman said makes sense.

When I went to Yunnan to join the team, I heard that among the many ethnic minorities, the Miao people are the best at using poison, and the Miao people are divided into Hua Miao, Hua Miao, Green seedlings, black seedlings, etc.

The green seedlings are proficient in medicinal herbs and insect properties, while the black seedlings are good at cultivating poisons.

Headache."

The fat man smiled and said: "Old Jin, you underestimate the charm of our buddy.

If there are no good Miao girls, it will be over.

As long as there are some, I will sniff out a few for you.

At that time, we will still be in this place, and one of us will do it.

You are a Miao Mi.”

I drank a little too much, and my tongue started to shorten.

I hooked the fat man's shoulder and laughed at him: "Let that old lady, who is in her seventies or eighty, take a fancy to your body, fat man, and she will peel off your stinky skin."

The place we went to this time has the most Bai people, and the Bai girls are so good and fair."

Shiry Yang also has a good appetite today.

Based on her ancestry, her hometown should be in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so the Huaiyang cuisine in this restaurant is very suitable for her taste.

She saw me, the fat man, Da Jinya and others together, plus a blind man.

Over and over again, the topic couldn't be separated from the minority girls in Yunnan.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and coughed lightly.

After Shirey Yang reminded me, I remembered that I still had something serious to say.

I lost three points of my drunkenness, so I raised my glass and said to everyone: "Comrades, tomorrow Fatty, Shirey Yang and I will set off to go to Yunnan.

The mountains are high and the roads are long.

The guns are like rain.

The revolutionary burden is on my shoulders.

I don’t know when I can come back.

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However, a man should aim everywhere and travel around the world with a gun.

Gorky said that stupid sea ducks are not worthy of enjoying the joy of fighting.

Chairman Mao said that ten thousand years is too long, and we only have a good night and a good drink.

We should cherish every minute and every second that we can gather together.

When we triumph, we will have another banquet and raise a glass to praise the heroes.”

Everyone also raised their glasses at the same time, clinking glasses to wish us a smooth journey.

Da Jinya drank all the wine in the glass, held my hand and said: "Master Hu, I really want to go to Yunnan with you, but my body can't stand the torment, and it will be a burden for you if I go.

What you just did These words made me want to shed tears, how about I give you a song to send the Red Army to you?"

I was also very moved in my heart and said to Da Jinya: "What Mr.

Jin said makes it appear that there is a rift between us brothers.

When we go to Yunnan, it is thanks to you purchasing equipment in the rear.

This is the guarantee of our success." .

Don’t worry, the dish that comes out is half of mine and half of yours.”

Da Jinya told me about the equipment he bought and what he didn't buy.

Da Jinya and Shirey Yang and I discussed what we needed to bring.

The fat man and the blind man on the other side were not idle either.

They kept harassing a beautiful waitress in the hotel and insisted on telling her fortune.

The night before departure was spent in the hustle and bustle.

The next day, Big Gold Tooth and the blind man took us to the train station.

Both parties took care of themselves and said goodbye as the train rumbled away.

Shiry Yang, Fatty and I took the train south and arrived in Kunming.

First I stayed in Kunming for three days.

There were a lot of things to do in these three days.

According to the contact address given by Da Jinya, I found Yingxi Village near Tanhua Temple.

Here lived a revolutionary comrade who was a revolutionary comrade of Da Jinya when he jumped in the queue.

He has always maintained business contact with Da Jinya.

With his help, I bought three fine imitation Type 64 pistols.

The guns also had official serial numbers.

They were made by Myanmar arsenal and imitated Chinese-style pistols, and then flowed into China.

From the manufacturing process point of view, it can be regarded as export to domestic sales.

In the depths of the valley, there was no one around.

If there were any injurious beasts, it would be quite inconvenient to have no firearms to defend yourself.

Shiryy Yang and Fatty bought two insect nets and three beige lotus leaf sunhats.

According to the prior plan, we were going to dress up as staff of the Natural History Museum and go into the forest to catch butterflies as specimens.

There are many different species of butterflies along the Lancang River, so I used my identity as an insect catcher as a cover to fight in the insect valley without being noticed along the way.

We tried to keep the rest of the equipment as simple as possible.

The mountains in Yunnan are not like the Gobi Desert, so we don’t need too much water and food.

We packed as many medicines as possible in the empty part of the backpack to deal with the poisonous insects in the forest.

I gave the three Type 64 pistols to the two fat men.

The fat man was not very satisfied.

This kind of broken gun was useless and couldn't even kill mice.

In anger, he found something and made a slingshot.

Back then, when we were in the queue in Daxinganling, Inner Mongolia, we often used slingshots to shoot birds and hares.

If the materials were good, they were indeed more powerful than the Type 64 pistol.

After everything was prepared, we took the bus along National Highway 320, crossing between Wuliang Mountain in Ailao Mountain and Erhai Lake in Cangshan Mountain in Dali, and arrived at the beautiful Lancang River.

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Our destination is the place with the densest concentration of mountains and rivers in Yunnan Province, which is still some distance from the China-Myanmar border.

The last section of the road is steep and narrow, and long-distance vehicles can only travel on the cliff.

The driver was a veteran, and he drove carelessly.

The road conditions were very poor, with ups and downs, and a lot of gravel and potholes.

One sharp turn after another, the body of the car was up and down, and he repeatedly saved the day.

The fat man and I were so surprised that we broke out in cold sweats.

I'm afraid that if the driver is not careful, both people and the car will fall into the Lancang River under the cliff.

The rest of the passengers in the car were probably used to riding in this kind of car, and they didn't take it seriously at all.

Some were chatting and laughing, and some were fast asleep.

In addition, many people in the car were carrying baskets of food.

Poultry, the wife cries and the children scream, all kinds of smells are mixed, pungent and unpleasant.

I'm not a pampered person, but I couldn't stand this kind of environment.

It was unbearable, so I had to open the car window and breathe in the fresh air outside.

I poked my head out and saw the rushing Lancang River under the cliff.

The stone walls on both sides stood like natural dangers.

The river was not very wide.

Looking down from a high place, the river was dark red and flowing in a winding direction to the south.

The fat man was afraid of heights.

He was trembling all over.

He didn't dare to look out of the car window.

He just cursed continuously: "This fucking driver really dares to act.

Is this driving or fucking acrobatics?

I really want to go there this time."

Fat man, if Lao Hu doesn’t get off the car, we will return to our seats.”

Shiry Yang was not used to riding such a roller coaster, so he simply closed his eyes tightly and did not look outside, which would make him feel more at ease.

I said to the fat man: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, we still have to work hard.

If you persist, you will still have to walk a long way after getting off the car.

Think about how the Red Army persisted when they climbed the snow-capped mountains and crossed the grassland.

You are now This little difficulty doesn’t matter.

To tell you the truth, I’m going to make this damn car fall apart.”

A local tea vendor next to us told us: "Look at how scared you are, I'll take some motion sickness pills to throw them away.

If you sit a few times, you'll feel sick.

What do you want to overcome?"

The local dialects in Yunnan are complex and difficult to understand, and we didn’t want to have too much contact with the locals this time, so I didn’t understand what the tea seller said, and I didn’t know how to answer.

Seeing that I didn't understand what he was saying, the tea seller said to me in blunt Mandarin: "I mean, you look uncomfortable.

You're still not used to riding in this kind of car.

Just get used to it.

Where are you going?"

" I saw that this man was born and raised in the local area, so I could ask him about the journey, so I said to the tea seller: "We are from the museum.

No, no, we are from the Museum of Nature.

We want to go to the Snake River to catch big butterflies.

Follow us.

Please ask, how far is it from here to Zhelong Mountain and where is the best place for us to get off?”

The tea seller pointed to a high mountain by the river in the distance: "It's not far away.

After turning around that mountain bend and getting off the car, it's the Shepaizi River at the foot of Zhelong Mountain.

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I'm going there to collect tea leaves too.

You guys follow me and get off the bus.

That’s it.”

I looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a huge gray bowl-shaped mountain standing at the end of the road.

The top of the mountain was covered in clouds and fog.

Looking at it from the car, it really felt like a mountain standing tall.

Although we were already in sight, Wangshan was a dead horse, and the road was winding and winding.

The distance was really not close.

It seemed that we would have to suffer for another hour in this broken car.

We were all sitting at the back of the car.

Just as I was talking to the tea seller, the car suddenly shook violently, as if it had hit something.

The driver suddenly stopped the car, and the passengers in the car fell forward and backward, causing chaos.

In the chaos, I heard someone yelling: "He's been crushed to death."

The fat man cursed and said that this crazy driver was driving like this.

It would be weird if he didn't crush someone to death.

He, Shirey Yang, and I looked at the road from the rear window.

As soon as I looked back, I felt my scalp numb, and I quickly looked away.

If I continued to look at it, I would have to spit it out.

Damn it, what the hell is this thing that was crushed to death?

At this time, the driver also jumped out of the car and went to check the situation behind the car.

There were two eye-catching green traces on the road behind.

However, at the end of the traces, there were no people, but a section of stone figurines that had been broken by the car.

They looked like real people. size.

The stone figurines were not strong, with only an outer stone shell, and the middle was completely empty.

They were smashed into several fragments, and what crawled out from them were densely packed white worms1.

Countless worms were crushed to pieces by the wheels, and there was a lot of green juice flowing from the bodies of the dead worms on the ground.

It was a disgusting sight that made people want to vomit.

The driver looked down and trampled a few of them to death.

He cursed bad luck because a rotten rock full of maggots appeared out of nowhere, crushing a large piece of the car.

Shiry Yang pointed to a piece of stone on the ground from the car window and said to me: "Old Hu, look at this stone figurine, which is made in the Han Dynasty.

Could it be a product of the King Xian period?"

I nodded and said: "There is indeed some resemblance, but how come the stone figurines only have so many bugs inside the shell and were crushed by cars?

Judging from the appearance alone, it is not easy to identify, so we cannot conclude that they are from the Han Dynasty. something.”

I raised my head and looked up from the car window.

I saw a tall cliff surrounded by clouds and mist.

I couldn’t tell where I fell from.

Maybe there were some ancient ruins on the nearby mountains.

It seemed that we had entered the year when the King Xian was present. ’s sphere of influence, but why are there so many maggots in this figurine?

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt, so I asked the tea seller if he had ever encountered such a situation before.

The tea seller said: "There are more stone figurines like this near Zhelong Mountain.

They are all buried in the soil.

Sometimes they are exposed when there is a landslide.

They are all covered with fat maggots.

Some people say that this is an ancient human-shaped coffin. , but they are all rumors, and there is no I know exactly what it is used for.

The locals hate this kind of thing and think it is an omen of illness and death.

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We encountered it on the bus today.

We are unlucky.

We will go to Yuhuang Pavilion to ask for help in a few days.

A silver charm of peace will do.”

I was worried that if I paid too much attention to these things, others would see the flaws, so I stopped asking more questions and just talked with the tea seller about local customs.

Zhelong Mountain is already on the edge of the Bai Autonomous Prefecture.

There are Bai, Han, and a few Jingpo and Dai people.

The most lively festival is in March, when all men, women, old and young gather at the foot of Diancang Mountain, and there are various folk song duets and temple fairs. , very lively.

I wasn't interested in any of this, so I chatted with him for a few words, then changed the topic to Zhelong Mountain.

In the name of catching butterflies, I asked the tea seller about the topography there.

The tea seller said that although he was a local, Zhelong Mountain was like a boundary monument here, and few people crossed the mountain.

There are a lot of poisonous insects and poisonous fog there, mosquitoes breed, the valley is humid and hot, and the miasma persists all year round.

Many people have disappeared there, and no one from the locals wants to go there.

The other is that Zhelong Mountain is too high, and there is a snow line on it.

The weather is very changeable, with hail, heavy rain, strong winds, etc.

It comes at any time.

It was sunny just a moment ago, and bad weather will appear in an instant.

If there is not a large team of people, , it is very risky to climb Zhelong Mountain.

The driver's speed had slowed down since he smashed the stone figurine.

He must have been worried about the bad luck of hitting that kind of thing, so he tried to drive as smoothly as possible.

In addition, we had gradually left the dangerous road on the cliff, and we finally He breathed a sigh of relief.

The fat man also came to life.

He happened to hear the tea seller's words and couldn't help but ask: "Hey, what kind of mountain is this?

It sounds a bit like the snow-capped mountain that the Red Army climbed back then.

I wonder if it is the same mountain."

I said to the fat man: "The Red Army climbed Jiajin Mountain, which is different from Zhelong Mountain and is far to the north.

But the cliff rapids of the Lancang River you just saw are similar to the Jinsha River not far away.

If you want To strengthen the study of traditional thinking, you can jump for a swim and experience the artistic conception of the golden sands and water hitting the clouds and cliffs in the Chairman's poems, and then climb Zhelong Mountain, just like walking on the Long March all over again, climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands."

The fat man said: "The feet of a soldier have traveled all over the world.

They crossed the Chishui River four times to find surprise soldiers.

They crossed the natural chasm of the Wujiang River and arrived in Kunming.

These are all recorded.

If you want to walk the Long March, you must start from the beginning and start from the beginning."

It’s obvious that you have opportunistic tendencies.” 1蛪, pronounced qiè; 蛪 insects, a small insect whose adult form looks like a cicada in ancient books

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