happy looking back

The formed fault uplift is a great handwriting of nature.But there is obviously a very imposing stone gate outside, and if you can afford a stone gate of this size, then this person must have been a prince and general in his life.The coffins of princes, generals and ministers must have three floors inside and three floors outside, and they are filled with the belongings that the master used during his lifetime.But the huge space in front of him didn't show any traces of chiseling, let alone the huge coffin.

"What does the baby think?" Grandpa Zhang looked at me narrowly.

"Treasure!" I didn't even think about answering.The clear child's voice is crisp and innocent, like the voice of heaven.It made the four men beside him smile happily.

"Look over there baby!" Dad pointed down at the ceiling of the cave, near the crescent-shaped sink directly in front of it.

"What is it?" I widened my eyes and saw something dark.Could it be that it is a priceless rare treasure? !The strong curiosity and the desire to see money made me feel like being scratched by a cat and want to go forward to find out.

"Want to see!" Grandpa Zhang asked mysteriously.

"En!" He nodded vigorously.I turned my head and looked hopefully at Li Xiqing who was hugging me.

From the corner of Li Xiqing's eyes, he glanced at the suffocated faces of Dad and Grandpa Zhang, nodded as if he had realized something, and walked towards the crescent-shaped sink without saying a word.

The closer he got, the more he felt that the black spot should be a person, and he hugged Li Xiqing's neck in fear.Feeling the broad chest and strong arms in front of him, the hairy mung bean guts relaxed.

"It's a man!" And it's a monk!Although the robes covering the body of the cross-legged human-shaped skeleton were somewhat black, it was vaguely discernible that it was a monk's cassock.

Why a monk? !The monk pays attention to the fact that all four things are empty, so I am not happy for nothing? !

"Hee——" Li Xiqing let out a short inhalation sound, interrupting my madness.When I came back to my senses, I realized that I was holding Li Xiqing's neck tightly with a pair of small hands. The small wound that had been congealed was cracked, and blood was seeping out again.

"Does it hurt? I'm sorry." I looked at Li Xiqing's slightly furrowed brows guiltily, and wanted to reach out to stop the bleeding from the wound, but worried that my fingers, which had just picked the cracks in the stone, were not clean.I could only twist my fleshy palms and lower my head to express my repentance, hoping that a good attitude of admitting my mistakes would be leniently dealt with by Comrade Li Xiqing.

"Lick it." Li Xiqing looked at me with a frown.

"Huh?" I opened my mouth wide in surprise.Imagining myself sticking out my little pink tongue to lick the blood gurgling from Li Xiqing's neck, I felt that my two canine teeth were about to turn into fangs.He covered his front teeth and shook his head like a rattle.

"Disinfect the saliva." Li Xiqing put on a hard-working look of enduring the pain, which made my heart, which was always soft like water, throb with pain.

"Then hold on." I widened my eyes, stretched out my tongue, and carefully licked the wound on Li Xiqing's neck.Resisting the smell of rust in his mouth, he was afraid that his teeth would hit the wound and cause secondary damage.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Li Xiqing smiled happily.

"Gudong!" Seeing Li Xiqing's slightly grateful eyes, I swallowed the blood that reached my mouth and closed my eyes with a "gudong".

"The baby is still so cute." Li Xiqing pinched my mouth and shook it with a smile, annoyed in her heart: Don't pinch my face so hard, I really think it's bun noodles.Just as he was about to shout a few words to express his protest, emerald green light flashed from the corner of his eyes.When I took a closer look, I found nothing except the thick hand bone that was slightly exposed from the cuff.

"Ah! Don't move!" I pulled Li Xiqing's hand off and shouted excitedly.

"What's the matter?" Father just opened the food package in his hand, and when he was about to have a cup with Grandpa Zhang and Mucun, he heard my eager yelling, and walked over with some anxiety.

"I don't know." Li Xiqing shrugged helplessly.

"Hush!" I gestured to my father and Li Xiqing to keep quiet, my father nodded in doubt, and stood beside Li Xiqing motionless.

"I clearly saw something just now." I shook my head slowly, looked at the monk sitting on the ground without blinking, and muttered to myself.This made the puzzled father turn pale in an instant. He wanted to go up to check on me for hysteria a few times, but was stopped by Li Xiqing who was on the side.

"Ah! That's it! It's under his hand." The half-exposed sleeves of the hand bones are in the shape of a flower, which is the most common starting position in Buddhist gestures.However, it is precisely because of this action of picking up flowers that the cuffs are slightly propped up, so that I can see the fleeting universe inside.

Father came to sit in front of the dead bones, bowed at [-] degrees with a respectful expression.After apologizing, he was about to lift off the monk's robe sitting cross-legged, but as soon as his hand touched it, the cuffs of the monk's robe turned into powder and fell down one after another.A white arm was exposed inside, and a string of dark green beads was hanging on the arm.Although it has been dusted by the age, it still cannot cover up its deep and flowing luster.

"Father, it's mine! Mine!" Seeing the deep green light shining from the Buddhist beads in his father's hand, one can tell at a glance that this string of hand-hanging Buddhist beads is of great value.

"Be good, baby, don't make noise." My father looked at the radiant prayer beads in his hand in shock, hurriedly calmed me who was shouting, and ran towards Grandpa Zhang.

"A rare treasure!" Grandpa Zhang took the Buddhist bead from his father and wiped it carefully to reveal its true face.There are a total of ninety-nine and 81 dark green beads, all of the same size, and each bead is a Buddha on one side and a skull on the other.

"One thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon~~~" Grandpa Zhang muttered to himself with his eyes closed and meditating, the gloomy worries on his face suddenly became clear in an instant.Looking at the dead bones not far away, he couldn't help being in awe, and bowed three times respectfully to the place where he was sitting with his fingers together.

"Uncle Zhang?" The father looked at the more peaceful aura around Grandpa Zhang with some doubts.

"It's okay, it's just that I feel better suddenly." Grandpa Zhang patted his father on the shoulder lightly, and then walked in front of me.

"This belongs to the baby." Grandpa hung the beads around my neck.

"Uncle Zhang, this is too expensive, and it's—" Father hurried forward to stop him.I grabbed the Buddhist bead around my neck and slammed into Li Xiqing's chest: I wouldn't spit it out even if I was killed.

"It's been five years since we discovered this place. In five years, none of us have discovered that this master still has this treasure. Sometimes fate is really hard to say, haha~~~" Grandpa Zhang touched He has a white beard and smiles like a fairy.

"En! En! Fate!" I quickly echoed, so angry that my father shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"But after the baby comes home, I still have to let daddy take care of the baby." Grandpa Zhang's tone was still gentle, but I didn't dare to refute.

"En! Dad will take care of it." It's just for safekeeping, so don't let your father turn it over to the state treasury.

"Little slicker! It's just for safekeeping, and it will still be yours in the future!" With Grandpa Zhang's golden words, I feel relieved.

The author has something to say: I am exhausted, it is wise not to go out during the long vacation, and to stay at home.

I played for less than three hours yesterday, and spent the rest of the eight months in the car, stuck in the middle of the road!

I don't know if it's because I didn't eat clean or because I got a cold. My throat was inflamed this morning.

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24

24. Bamboo carving...

"Peace, don't be dumb, I'm happy today, let's have a good drink." Dad saw that Grandpa Zhang was in high spirits, so he didn't care about the ownership of the beads.After saying hello to Li Xiqing, the four men plus me sat down on a simple brown woven mat.

"Heh! 51-degree shochu." As soon as his father unwrapped the package and spread it out on the mat, Kimura couldn't wait to snatch the baijiu.Touching the label on the bottle with his dark fingers, he sighed, "The last time I drank this first burn was more than four months ago. I can't sleep at night just thinking about this smell." Kimura Unscrew the bottle cap, and a strong wheat fragrance permeates the nostrils.

"It's still so fragrant." Grandpa Zhang sniffed the mellow aroma of shochu in the air, his eyes narrowed slightly, his pale and withered cheeks turned red, and his whole body seemed to be erratically drunk.I tilted my head curiously and looked at Grandpa Zhang's obsessed alcoholic face. I was really curious. I tasted this shochu secretly. It was delicious, but it was too spicy and strong, and it could be used as a disinfectant.But even if its alcohol content burns to 98 degrees, it is impossible to make people drunk by smelling it.

"Alcohol is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated." Grandpa Zhang looked at my big black eyes and looked at him curiously, shaking his head with a drunken look, a bit like an ancient private school teacher.

"Try Xiqing, too. This wine is very strong and easy to drink. People who have a weak capacity for alcohol should not drink it." Dad took out four wine glasses made of bamboo tubes and asked Uncle Kimura to fill them up one by one.

The simple and elegant bamboo cup looks verdant on the outside, and the inside is milky white and smooth. When poured with sweet shochu, an atmosphere of literati chatting leisurely arises.It makes people forget today, as if they are in a sea of ​​bamboo.The mood is indifferent.Sitting on the ground with a few close friends, chatting, is enough to comfort a lifetime.

"It's very spicy." Li Xiqing slightly held the skirt of his chest with his left hand, leaned forward, and gently held the bamboo cup with four fingers together in his right hand, slowly moved it to his mouth, salivated thinly, and frowned into a straight line.The whole movement is elegant and quiet without leaving a vulgar surface, and it is a noble and elegant temperament that comes out from the bones.

"Why do I feel that what Xiqing tastes is wine, and what I drink is water." Father smacked his mouth, the wine is still the same wine, or the same wine.