Evil Spirit Book

This cave is relatively large, but due to the limited light source and the fact that the ghost Chen Yiyi is like urging his life, the rest time is tight, so I didn’t pay more attention. wander around.

My first impression of this cave is that it is very clean. In fact, I can occasionally see traces of soil clods on the smooth ground. It seems that some animals have drilled in. But the reason why I say it is clean is because there is no feeling of people here. The breath has a natural deep and pure feeling.

When I was in college, I also went to a well-known scenic spot cave, but because I received tourists every day, even if the staff cleaned it every day, I could still see the dirty place. The natural and pure groundwater in the cave was changed by the tourists stretching out their hands and playing day after day. From time to time, you can see the oil stains dripping from eating snacks on the turbid, smooth stone slabs. Even if the staff protects them well, many inherent things in the cave have been slowly being received by tourists day after day. slowly disappeared.

But here, without these things, even if there is soil brought in by animals, it still has a natural atmosphere.

Our tent is set up on a stone platform not far from the entrance. Opposite the stone platform is a pool of natural groundwater. The sunlight cannot penetrate and the water looks dark, but when I turn on the light, the water becomes faint. The orange color of the cave is clear and transparent, reflecting the sparkling light on the top of the cave. Under the flickering of the light, the cave seems to disappear at any time.

Some of the upside-down stalactites are as short as a rabbit's tail, and some are long and dripping onto the water. In the darkness invisible in the distance, I don't know what kind of scenery it is.

This can be regarded as a free tour. I looked back at the tent, and there was no change, so I walked a little farther and walked all the way. The scenery in the cave is strange, some are like lotus flowers, and some are like portraits. Although the light of the flashlight is relatively small, But it doesn't affect the viewing mood.

Not long after I walked forward, I suddenly discovered that there was a pile of things not far from our tent.

That thing is hidden in the dark, square and upright, and I can't see the specific shape, but judging from the shape, it seems to be artificial.I was a little curious, and immediately quickened my pace. As the flashlight drew closer, the overall shape of the thing was also revealed, and it turned out to be a monument.

I was stunned, who would erect a stone monument here?Are you full?So I went around to the front of the stele, and found that it was engraved with crooked characters, like twisted tadpoles.

Although I can't recognize what kind of script it is, I can definitely confirm that it is definitely not Han Chinese characters. Although I can't distinguish the various fonts from ancient times to the present, the general law of the evolution of Chinese characters is still clear. From oracle bones to official compilation, at least I know it has a square shape with one stroke and one stroke, but this crooked font is definitely not from the Han nationality.

Could it be a minority?

I remembered what my uncle said. The second half of what my grandfather transcribed was from a village in the depths of Mang Mountain. Could it be that they erected this inscription?The more I think about it, the more likely it is that this cave is the only way to connect to the outside world. It is normal for people in the village to erect a monument at the entrance.

I gave up looking at this inscription and prepared to continue wandering around, but when I stood up, I found that there were murals drawn on the stone wall of the cave in front of me!

This surprised me, the people in the co-authored village still like to engage in artistic creation?If I had known this before, I should have given some paints and watercolors as social gifts when I entered the mountain. Maybe when people are in a good mood, let us copy them casually.

The murals were obviously carved with some sharp objects, so even though there is a lot of water vapor in the cave, they can still be seen clearly. After going down, although the style of the murals is somewhat abstract, I can still see the general idea.

The mural depicts a group of people fleeing the war, but what is interesting is that it is a modern work.

For example, in the first painting, it depicts a war scene, in which there are many people like passers-by, posing in various shapes of being killed, and the people who kill them all hold a long object to aim at, obviously It's a gun. If there is a gun, it must be modern.

The second painting depicts a long team, including old and young, men and women, but they are all dressed in the costumes of ethnic minorities. In the mural, they are enduring the scorching sun above their heads. Walking forward, and the front is nothingness, which may mean that they have no destination.

The third picture is a very tragic scene. Although it is not a war, it is no less tragic than a war.

Some kind of disease broke out in the line, and many people fell to the ground in pain. At last, there were not many people left in the long line.

In the fourth picture, the remaining few people went into the mountains, hunted hares, picked wild fruits in the mountains, and built straw houses, which looked like they were going to settle down.

The fifth mural is somewhat intriguing. It depicts a door, which was closed and never opened again. This is where the mural came to an abrupt end.

I'm a little curious, what does this closed door mean?

Are outsiders not welcome?

I'm not a fool either. Associating this mural with the stele, I can probably infer that this is a historical mural that records the migration of the village's ancestors, but the village has not existed for as long as we imagined.

I recalled the scenes in the first two paintings. The war seemed to be more intense, but in modern history, the slightly more intense ones that could cause large-scale migrations seemed to be before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, that is to say, about 100 years or so.

I was thinking about it, and I wanted to continue walking to see if I found anything else, when I heard a strange sound coming from the tent.Now I was already a bit of a snake, and I was afraid that something would happen again, so I hurried back, but when I went back, it was the little yellow dog draining the water with its lifeblood. I just wanted to teach him to find a hidden place when he peed, but Finding that the boy was sleepy, he directly urinated a bubble of yellow urine into the natural pool of the cave.

What a fucking waste of stuff!

My face turned black with anger, I rushed up and slapped him on the head, cursing: "You bastard, why don't you pee in your own mouth!" Beware, when I slapped him, I actually slapped him directly into the water.

The icy groundwater splashed all over me, and the little yellow dog woke up immediately, choked on the water and cursed: "Sun, ahem, once you say something, it's hard to follow. What did you promise to Master today? ***, There is a way to go naked!"

I choked for a moment, as if I had said such a thing, I would run away naked if I bullied him again, but after thinking about it, I couldn't help but retort: ​​"People don't offend me, I don't offend others, you don't provoke me, of course I don't!" Bullying you, who is called Luanza..."

The little yellow dog's nose was crooked, and he said: "Hey, you control the world, you still control people's shit and fart..." This time he was angry, and wanted to rush to the shore to fight with me. To be honest, Xiao Huang The dog is about the same size as me, but he has been exercising every day in the countryside, collecting herbs in the mountains, touching turtles in the river, and my uncle's unique bathing recipe. If I really want to fight, how can I beat him.

I took a step back, wondering if I should pull my uncle up to block him if he doesn't suffer from the immediate disadvantages, when the little yellow dog suddenly stopped in a fearful posture towards the shore, gasped for air in the water, and held his hand in an instant. He touched his crotch and started to move.

My eyes were straightened, I couldn't say a word, and I said in my heart: I'm fucked, no, he actually masturbated in front of me. I haven't seen him for two years. This guy is thick-skinned...

At this moment, the little yellow dog's hand moved faster and faster, but I felt something was wrong, no matter how you look at his face...it doesn't look like it was shot by a plane.

The little yellow dog's face, at some point, revealed a black air.

I knew there was a change in my heart, so I didn't care to call him perverted, so I hurried to the pool to see what was going on, when I saw the little yellow dog's hand suddenly pulled out from his crotch, a black thing, He pinched it tightly between his hands.

The thing is about [-] centimeters long, black all over, with no head or tail visible, round and fat, and it is bouncing in the hands of the little yellow dog. , in an extremely awkward posture, limped towards the tent.

My heart skipped a beat, it's over, is his life all right?If it is bitten off, this man will definitely kill me!

I was afraid that something might happen, and I was trying to keep up with the little yellow dog, but suddenly there was a sound of splashing water in the water behind me. As soon as I turned my head, my scalp felt numb, and I saw the water in the originally clear water. , I do not know when, actually floating a layer of black.

When I looked closely, there were densely packed big black worms swimming towards me.

My scalp exploded, and I thought: I have caused trouble again!