the last priest

"Tick tock, tick tock" was the sound of water, Zhuo Xiong felt something dripping on his face, opened his eyes, there was a faint light.The light was very weak, and he had to rub his eyes hard to adapt to the darkness here as soon as possible.Until now, he still doesn't understand how he fell, the force made his scalp ache.

"Brother Wenbin?" Zhuo Xiong tried to shout twice, but the echo was very long, which showed that the space here is not small.Looking up, it was indeed pitch black. Could it be that he had been asleep for a long time?

His hands are the best eyes in the dark. He groped wildly, the ground seemed uneven, and he could hear the bone cracking sound with a slight movement of his body.He felt fur and bones on the ground, long and short, pointed and round.At the same time, Zhuo Xiong felt that his clothes were sweating profusely, it wasn't hot, and it wasn't hot here at all.The sweat was like running water, and after a while his lips began to feel dry, showing signs of dehydration.

Following the darkness, Zhuo Xiong staggered along the stone wall and followed his feeling. After walking only about ten meters away, he felt his legs were weak, his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry, and his whole body was about to collapse to the ground.

A pair of hands supported his arm in time, and pulled it back forcefully, the man also gasped heavily.

Zhuo Xiong asked with some difficulty: "Brother Wen Bin?"

"Shh, don't make a sound."

Zhuo Xiong was dragged to lean on a cold stone, and gradually, his sweat stopped overflowing, and the cold breath began to pour into the open pores instantly, making his whole body pimple.

Cha Wenbin panted and said: "There are many pits here. Those small pits are full of mummies, both human and animal. Only the big one in the middle is safe for the time being. As long as you walk into those small potholes, you will be killed." Will be severely dehydrated and will be a dried corpse in no time."

Zhuo Xiong told Cha Wenbin how he came here, especially the crow leading the way. When he learned that He Tu had assassinated the crow, Cha Wenbin said with some relief: "Tianzhengdao is the successor." There are people."

"Can we get out? It obviously fell from a pothole, why can't we see the top?"

"The hole is curved, and all the light is covered, and soon after it fell, I heard your voice." Zha Wenbin took out a fire pocket and blew it lightly twice, and finally there was a little light: "Here is the same as Qi. Fengshan is a bit like that."

"Well, I think so too."

Zha Wenbin touched the stone behind him, and a coldness came into his palm in an instant. There were some wavy stripes on the stone. It was hard to tell whether it was natural or man-made. He smiled wryly: "Although I also grew up here, But I don't know anything about it."

"Brother Wen Bin?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Xiong thought for a while and said, "Don't you think we have experienced too much in this place in the past few years?"

That's true, they have seen a lot from traveling all over the world, from bustling cities to remote villages, from ancient ruins to primeval forests, but no strange things happened in any place. Lots of little corners.

Zhuo Xiong asked again: "Do you understand this place?"

Cha Wenbin shook his head and said, "I don't understand." Indeed, he doesn't understand, and everyone living here doesn't understand.Unlike every place that has its own legend, in our country, no one can even describe what it looked like 100 years ago, and there are only unknown things that are discovered occasionally.The original names here have long since disappeared. The more popular theory is that it originated from the peasant movement in the late Qing Dynasty, but could the Taiping Army really drive everyone out?

Zha Wenbin is not a historian, and Zhuo Xiong is not. Take He Lao, who used to specialize in historical research, that is, Chaozi's father, for example. He was also very interested in researching this place, but he read countless materials. After all, it is blank.

Many years ago, a huge copper species was unearthed here. It was discovered when my grandfather's generation was building a river dam.In the end, this bronze bell was not able to approach the museum due to the reasons of the times, but was thrown into the melting pot of socialism during the Great Steelmaking Movement, and became a valuable raw material to support the construction of new China.

There are many bamboos and bamboo shoots in northwest Zhejiang. In the early 80s, when digging winter bamboo shoots on the mountain, some villagers found a pair of stone carvings, which were as big as a cow.The stone sculpture is a pair of very abstract dragons. My father has also seen it. He said that it is made of the best granite as raw material, but this kind of stone is not produced in Northwest Zhejiang itself.Later, the pair of stone sculptures were sold to a Taiwanese businessman at a low price, because no one cared about the value of two broken stones at that time.

In this village with a total population of less than a thousand people, there used to be no less than seven dilapidated temples or Taoist temples. Now these buildings have long since become the dust of history. Maybe you can be lucky enough to see them in a pigsty. Bricks removed from a temple.

Throughout the limited history of 100 years, we younger generations have heard most about the legends of gods and ghosts that constantly appear in this land: which family's ancestors once encountered ghosts while walking at night, and which family's girl hanged herself in a good manner? On the big tree at the door, the man from which family was once lured into the deep mountain and never came out again.Which one has been drinking pesticides, which one has been thrown into a well, and which one has been caught in a fire.In short, the reasons for these things are all related to dirty things. My grandfather is an old party member, but he also believes it, because he has encountered unexplainable things more than once.

After a long time, the village has formed a habit. At around eight o'clock in the evening, every household will close their doors to sleep, and there are very few people walking at night.If you observe carefully, you will find that all the people here will use a broom to lean against the gate. If any family forgets to leave it at night, then those with children will cry and scream, and those with dogs will bark till dawn.This habit seems to be established by convention. People living in Liangjiagou and Hongcun are used to it, and no one has ever asked why.

In short, the frequency of dirty things here is high, and the number of times they have seen dirty things surpasses any other place, but no one has ever thought of leaving this beautiful land voluntarily.The people here have been living in peace and happiness for a hundred years, with good harvests and good weather.

"The biggest difference between here and Qifeng Mountain." Zha Wenbin said: "There are no people in your hometown, but there are people here, and there are many people."

"Has anyone been here before?" Zhuo Xiong pointed around and explained: "I mean here."

"I heard that troops once came and said they were mining. Do you believe there are mines here?" Cha Wenbin asked back.

Zhuo Xiong had been in the army before, and the address exploration team was indeed charged with the task of finding ore for the country, but there were very few traces of this team along the coast.

"I'm not sure if there are mines here, but I can be sure that they are not looking for mines."

"Why?" Cha Wenbin felt that the doubts in his heart began to appear in a direction, and this direction was the mining team 30 years ago, because they were the only living people who had been here.

As a soldier, Zhuo Xiong is very familiar with the deployment of this aspect: "The era you mentioned was the era when our country was isolated. Minerals as basic raw materials for production are important strategic materials, and here is too close to Taiwan, so most of our mining troops are Active in the interior."

"Organization..." Cha Wenbin and Zhuo Xiong almost thought of the word at the same time, that organization, the organization that brought them into this situation!Only the country can mobilize troops, and drilling around under the guise of mining can only show one thing: they are looking for something!It was that organization that did the job, and Cha Wenbin and the others couldn't be more familiar with it.

Cha Wenbin saw that there was no trace of large-scale destruction here and said: "It seems that they failed 30 years ago."

"What are you looking for? You need to dispatch nearly a company of troops."

Cha Wenbin shook his head and said: "I don't know, it's as unknown as the original face here. A place with a story must have a special history. This generation of troublemakers is the place I have seen the most. My master originally He is from Jiangbei, and more than half of the reason he came to this remote place is because it is too violent. He once told me that there are many times more ghosts than people in Liangjiagou area. At that time, I thought he was drinking He scared me when I was drunk. Now that I think about it, it makes sense for him not to let me go to the nest at Eighteenth Bend. I’m afraid we have made a big mess.”

"How big can it be?"

Cha Wenbin pointed to his head and said, "The sky is so big..."