Medical mountains and rivers

"It can't talk, it can't move, it looks like a living dead during the day, but at night, it will turn into a monster that drinks blood and eats flesh... Even the thickest steel rope can't trap it."

Sufen slapped her head: "No wonder I see your family killing chickens every day."

Hong Liu had no choice but to smile bitterly: "No, these chickens are all reserved for raw eggs. Besides, my son and daughter-in-law are all in the city. No matter how greedy I am, I can't just eat one in a day."

Song Chengqing threw away the grass roots, and said impatiently: "I've been talking for a long time, I want to know what it is, just don't see it, it just happens to be dusk."

He walked under the tree, lifted the second uncle's hat, um, it was still a human face.

It seems that the change will not occur until it is completely dark.

Yin blamed: "The forest is deep and the trees are dense, it is easy to escape, so let's take it back to the ancestral hall first."

"That's true." Song Chengqing agreed, and then selected two brave young men to carry wheelchairs, and returned to the ancestral hall together with the villagers.

The sunset was slanting to the west, and the street lamps were turned on one after another. Fearing that it would be dark, the villagers sent people into the ancestral hall almost like flying, and then hid back in the room as if they were fleeing.

Hong Liu looked at the ancestral hall that was empty in no time, and sighed, "I'm all for them, but they are good, they don't care about me, a bad old man..."

Song Chengqing couldn't be bothered to continue pretending to be an expert, so he turned on the light, roughly picked up the second uncle, and stripped him of his "person".

Yin Zhi frowned in dissatisfaction.

The second uncle's eyes were slack, his face was dull, and he was no different from an ordinary old man with dementia.

Hong Liu moved out slowly, but was pulled back by Song Chengqing: "Don't worry, there is still something to do."

"Master, here, I've said everything I need to say, please don't leave me here, just in case you can't take care of me..."

Song Chengqing asked himself: "How do you usually communicate with it?"

Under Yin's oppressive gaze, Hong Liu didn't dare to hide anything: "Which one has talked to it? It's all making up its own mind." He lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by the second uncle, "If the According to the genealogy of our village, it has lived for at least 500 years. I thought, it can talk, but we people can’t understand it.”

Song Chengqing's phone vibrated. It was a message from Shiliu. When the two of them saw it, they couldn't help but look up at Hong Liu: "So Kudaolu is your ancestral land."

Hong Liu was stunned for a moment, and his expression became a little weird: "Yes...but we can't help it. Everyone is digging in the fields, and they have no money and power..."

His irrelevant answer made both Song Chengqing and Yin Li vigilant.

"Say more clearly."

"Master!" Hong Liu suddenly knelt down with a thud, "I understand as soon as I hear you talking about Ku Dilu, is it because our ancestors hate us, that's why Ah Hong was drowned there, and the village is haunted... "

He was crying with snot and tears streaming down his nose, Song Chengqing tried several times but couldn't pull out his leg, just waiting to vent his anger and glared at Yin Zhi who raised the corner of his mouth.

"I beg you, master, you tell the ancestors that the descendants are unfilial! I beg them to see that we all shed the same blood, let us go..."

From Hong Liu's cry and the information sent back by Shiliu, Song Chengqing roughly pieced together the truth.

A long time ago, a Taoist master passed by this place and discovered the geomantic treasure of Kujilu. He said that as long as his merits and virtues are perfect, he will be prosperous for thousands of generations and live forever. gift to others.

The descendants not only complied, but also moved the whole family to this valley according to his last words, where they took root and reproduced.

Later people almost forgot these things. They only knew that Qingming Chongyang went to Kujilu to sweep the tomb. Until one day, a few people came from the county...

After investigation and investigation, isn't that a certainty?

After all, there are so many people buried, the compensation for moving the graves is indispensable, not to mention the money for selling the land... People in Gumian Village only feel that the sky is falling, but when they think of the saying that has been passed down for generations, Some people can't help muttering: the ancestors said, don't touch this land...

After all, it is a financial obsession, and this concern quickly turned into another kind of self-deception.

Is there anything immovable? Doesn't it mean that if one's merits and virtues are completed, one will be prosperous for all generations?Presumably, the four words of consummation of merit and virtue should belong to their generation!That's why it's a windfall.

The more the villagers thought about it, the more they felt that it was reasonable. After a lot of wrangling and raising the price, they finally sold Kuzilu to the Wu family.

If it was just like this, Hong Liu and the others would not be afraid at all.

They calculated the date to move the tombs, and after excavating the tombs, only two-thirds of the bones were found, and even the coffins of the rest were rotten into mud, let alone the corpses.

After the villagers summed up, the compensation is calculated according to the number of graves. Anyway, they have already got it, so why bother with so much, can't they bring all the mud here back to the village?That's a lot of work.

With everyone's acquiescence, those bones that could not be found were left in Kujilu forever, and were bulldozed one by one with the construction of the Shengtian project.

The villagers who received the money suddenly became half-rich landowners, and gradually forgot about this incident until the person in charge of the construction site called...

"As soon as Ah Hong died, we all understood that it was our ancestors who were blaming us!" Hong Liu broke down in tears.

Song Chengqing said bluntly: "What you do is tantamount to crushing them with your own hands. It is right to hate you."

Hong Liu cried even louder.

Yin blamed: "Okay, you go back first, you won't be able to take care of your safety if you fight later."

"Yes, yes, master, all of this is up to you." Hong Liu said, and quickly ran out of the ancestral hall.

Yin Li looked at Song Chengqing who was in deep thought, and said, "What do you think is the cause of Qian Hong's death?"

"After all, he was not killed by some ancestor ghost." Song Chengqing looked at the sky, and it would be completely dark in a few minutes. "I think the ancestor of Gumian Village is a bit strange. Since he moved his descendants to the vicinity of Kudaolu, he must have another purpose."

"Do you suspect that he also left behind the Pleasure Charm?"

Song Chengqing dissatisfied: "That's not Yueling, it's a fake! It's a high imitation!"

"Well, I was wrong."

Song Chengqing continued: "However, he can be painted like this, maybe he has some connection with the Wu Clan." It's a pity that the current Kuqilu has been completely changed after development, and no information can be obtained from the terrain.

"But it doesn't matter, we caught a fish at last."

The burning eyes of the two fell on the second uncle.

As night fell, the incandescent lamp of less than fifty watts in the ancestral hall began to flicker and make a hissing sound.

Yin Zhi stared: "Don't make trouble."

Song Chengqing rubbed his nose, stopped the show operation: "Isn't this in line with the atmosphere?"

It's really not interesting at all.

The second uncle on the opposite side was not affected by the two's flirting. After a creaking sound of joints turning, its legs slightly bent and gradually became a single leg, and it stood up, bowed and guarded.Green fuzz grew on the arms, and the face was similarly covered, except for a pair of golden eyes.

After seeing the two of them, it obviously hesitated for a moment, its eyes fixed on Song Chengqing, and it screamed strangely.

Yin Li subconsciously stood in front of Song Chengqing, but he gently pushed him away: "It won't hurt me."

"If you are not of my race, your heart must be different, you—" Yin Li suddenly stopped.

Song Chengqing's eyes were full of complexities. He walked up to the second uncle, raised his hand and stroked his hair gently.

Its gaze also changed from surprise and doubt at the beginning, to probing, and finally turned to joy, and stretched out its long and thin tongue to lick Song Chengqing's fingers, and the two seemed very intimate.

Song Chengqing said softly: "It's called a mandrill, and it's a rare beast."

There is music in heaven and earth, besides the dance music of people, there are music of wind, water, leaves, stones... Any kind of sound is the joy of living beings.

And the mandrill is a beast born of joy.

"It is also the mother of mountains and forests, and it also drinks mountain spring grass dew and eats nectar and fruit juice to grow up. What is the difference between me and it?" Song Chengqing said seriously, "To me, you are different."

Yin Zhi felt a heavy hammer hitting his head, his tongue was numb and he couldn't speak.

He finally understood why Song Chengqing was always drifting away from others... There was such an absurd reason behind being out of place.

"...But you are human." Yin Zhi gritted his teeth.

Song Chengqing met his gaze without fear: "But I can't find a sense of identity and belonging in the world."

The night wind blew by, and he stared blankly at the two people who were facing each other.

Yin Wu sneered: "So, you mean, being with me is interspecies love?"

"..."

Song Chengqing was speechless for a while: Where did he come to this conclusion?Even more outrageous than one plus one equals chicken.

He tried to persuade Yin Zhi: "You said it yourself, you must distinguish between public and private. Now is working time. Can we stop discussing this topic?"

Yin Zhi suddenly smiled: "Okay."

Just when Song Chengqing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had escaped, he said again: "There is a quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, isn't that what you said?"

Song Chengqing: "..."

Is it still too late to invigorate the kidney?

He didn't know why, so he thought he was hurt, and yelled at Yin Zhi.

Song Chengqing quickly persuaded the fight, and asked: "Zhongzhong, who asked you to stay here?"

Yin Zhi frowned: "Zhongzhong?"

Song Chengqing leaned close to his ear, and said, "Loyalty Zhong, I don't know which bastard gave such a name, it's disgusting."

Hearing the words, he yelled strangely a few times, which made Song Chengqing nod his head frequently.

The two of them are coming and going, Yin Zhi seems to be watching a wonderful play - but he can't understand.

After the play ended, he asked, "How's it going?"

Song Chengqing comforted the mandrill, and sat back beside Yin Zhi, with his eyes emptied, before he said after a while, "I remember that there is a law in Xiangguo that if a residence not for self-use is illegally occupied for more than 48 hours, the intruder can legally occupy it, right?"

"Ah."

"...What a disgusting law," Song Chengqing said viciously, "The ancestors of Gumian Village used almost such a method."