Cat Gu Notes

Be careful. "

Chu Haiyang nodded, Sun Ming came to tell him to go to bed early, and the two separated.

Chu Haiyang fell asleep until 05:30, dragged Xia Mingruo up, carried his luggage and walked to the bus station, just in time.

They caught up but failed to buy a seat ticket, and the two of them were quite aggrieved and sat on the engine cover, surrounded by bamboo baskets, shoulder poles, sacks, chickens, ducks and geese.Old Huang squatted on top of Xia Mingruo's head, his fluffy tail swept him and made him sneeze.On the opposite side was a young woman who was holding a baby, and unabashedly lifted her skirt to breastfeed, embarrassing the two young people.Chu Haiyang jokingly said in a low voice: "You still know that you are embarrassed? Anyway, you were also raised by your mother's milk. By the way, I was also raised by your mother's milk. My mother has no milk."

Unexpectedly, the young woman heard them and looked at them coldly.Xia Mingruo immediately drew a clear line with Chu Haiyang, pointed at him and said to the young woman, "Eldest sister, this is a stinking hooligan."

The driver was dark-skinned and unshaven. He was very friendly and spoke a Sichuan dialect.He turned the steering wheel and asked Chu Haiyang, "Going to Yun County?"

Chu Haiyang said, "Well, transfer from Chuxiong."

The driver glanced at him and said nothing, but said to them during the break: "I don't think you guys should go."

Xia Mingruo asked: "Why?"

The driver said: "I heard people say that the road over there is broken again, so we can only take Ailao Mountain. But recently there has been heavy rain, and the mountains are full of dirt roads. Nine out of ten roads have collapsed, and there have been many accidents. Not to mention cars, Even mules and horses dare not go."

Xia Mingruo stuck out her tongue: "Oh my god."

Chu Haiyang smiled and asked, "Are you ready to retreat?"

"Fart!" Xia Mingruo patted his chest at the driver, "There is a car, we have No. 11."

The driver sighed: "You dolls."

The mountain was high and the road was steep, and it was raining heavily. The car bumped all the way. It started from the dawn of the sky and arrived in Chuxiong in the middle of the night.

The driver wiped off the cold sweat and repeatedly said that Chairman Mao blesses you for safety, and the car did not break down even once in such weather.Chu Haiyang wanted to help him unload the cargo, but the driver waved his hand and said, "Don't dawdle, go and find out if the bus to Yun County is still open."

Chu Haiyang was very hungry and thirsty at this time, but he didn't dare to delay, and told Xia Mingruo to knock on the door of the duty room of the station after checking the luggage.An old man came out in his clothes and said, "It won't open, it will landslide!"

Chu Haiyang was in a hurry, Xia Mingruo picked up the cat with his bag on his back: "Let's go, what are you afraid of?"

"Don't worry about it. With you, you can't make it in a year. Do you really think you are the Fourth Red Army?"

The driver lit a cigarette and rushed over excitedly: "Hurry up, hurry up, my brother promised to take you there at dawn."

Chu Haiyang was overjoyed: "Really?"

"Hey!" the driver said, "Actually, my brother happened to encounter a few strange things. You are educated people from the city, and you all went to college. Just tell him."

The driver's brother is a freight forwarder who drives a large "Jiefang" truck.

Xia Mingruo happily threw the luggage into the car, climbed into the passenger seat and wanted to squeeze with Chu Haiyang, Chu Haiyang said: "Go away, don't sit next to me, you stinky rascal. Damn, you're still kicking your nose? Don't touch me! ... and don't touch the driver!"

Xia Mingruo squeezed half of the seat and fell asleep after a while.

The driver's surname was Zhang, a local, very talkative, and mysteriously said to Chu Haiyang, "Oh, little comrade, this is the first time I've seen a ghost since I grew up!"

Chu Haiyang wanted to laugh, and asked him, "What the hell?" The driver said, "Young lady ghost!"

"All the old people here know about Niangniang's Tomb. This tomb is huge, with dozens of acres of land! It's full of treasures!"

Chu Haiyang asked: "Where is the empress?" "The empress of the Han Dynasty, the queen!"

Chu Haiyang laughed. The Eastern and Western Han Dynasty are all civilizations of the Central Plains. If it is really a queen, it should be buried in Xianyang Plain. It is somewhat plausible to say that it is the empress of the ancient Dian Kingdom.

"Niangniang ghost, it's amazing, wearing a big white dress, floating here and there, it's scary!"

Chu Haiyang perfunctory him and asked him where he saw it.

The driver said: "Yong Cui Mountain. Oh my mother, I heard that the old dog was scared to death."

Chu Haiyang stopped laughing suddenly: "The empress's grave is in Yongcui Mountain?"

The driver nodded.

"Did you really see it?"

The driver blushed: "Actually, the people in the village saw it."

"Who is the old dog?"

"Bad guy, has been in prison, and can't get a wife after he's over 50."

Chu Haiyang didn't speak for a while, but after a while he diverted the topic and chatted about trivial matters with the driver.

After an unknown amount of time, the driver woke him up: "Student, get off the bus."

Chu Haiyang rubbed his eyes in a daze, and the driver said, "My car can only go here."

Chu Haiyang asked: "Not open?"

The driver nodded and said, "I'm delivering supplies to the front. The pass only goes to this place, and I can't go any further. Besides, there is a landslide ahead, so I can't get through."

Chu Haiyang pushed Xia Mingruo, who was sleeping like a dead pig, and got out of the car to check. Lao Huang followed like a chief inspector. He saw that the dirt road was built against the cliff, and there was a thousand-meter-deep valley under the cliff. It was like a white line in a deep ravine, and about half a kilometer ahead of the road, through the white mist, I saw several huge boulders as high as two people lying across the middle, and the car could not pass it no matter what.

Chu Haiyang asked the driver: "What about the supplies?"

The driver said, "I'll wait here, and the military depot will send someone to pick it up."

It was naturally impossible for Chu Haiyang and the others to accompany them, so they bid farewell to the driver and walked forward.Xia Mingruo was hungry while walking, Chu Haiyang handed him a compressed biscuit and said, "You are so annoying, why did the old man choose you?"

Xia Mingruo didn't leave at all when he heard it, and sat on the side of the road to play with the cat.Chu Haiyang had no choice but to rest. He took spring water from a small pot on the side of the cliff, added alum to precipitate it, and boiled it. He took a sip himself, but Xia Mingruo snatched a few sips, and then poured the rest into the kettle.

Xia Mingruo cautiously looked down the cliff, and after feeling dizzy for a while, he sighed: "The wall stands a thousand feet high! Wonderful, wonderful!"

Chu Haiyang said: "The road here was only dug after liberation. In the past, people used rattan to go up the mountain."

Xia Mingruo smiled boldly: "Rattan, I'm good at it."

Chu Haiyang said: "Just wait, there are plenty of times to use rattan. There is no way to Yongcui Mountain, and I won't care about you when the time comes."

After a while he urged Xia Mingruo to go on the road, saying that he wanted to camp at the ferry before dark.Xia Mingruo dawdled with his backpack, saying that lazy people are lazy. A caravan passed through the gaps between the boulders one by one, and slowly approached with the jingle of bells.

Xia Mingruohuan rushed over with a cry, and the lead horse carried two bags of tea cakes, exuding a strong tea fragrance.

Chu Haiyang knew a few minority languages, so he discussed with the leader of the caravan—the locals call him Ma Guotou—and gave him a pack of cigarettes and tied his luggage on the horse's back.

Xia Mingruo also wanted to climb on the horse, but Chu Haiyang stopped him and said, "If you ride today, you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

Xia Mingruo asked: "Why?"

Chu Haiyang said: "It's all mountain roads. If you don't have that level, it's easy to fall. Besides, the ethnic minorities here don't use saddles, just put a piece of felt, and your tailbone will be worn out in a day."

Xia Mingruo had no choice but to follow the horse. Chu Haiyang walked behind him with the cat in his arms. Xia Mingruo asked him, "How long until we reach the ferry?"

Chu Haiyang compared the hand-painted map inside the Academy of Sciences, and said visually, "Twenty kilometers."

Xia Mingruo wanted to climb on the horse again: "It's better to have a smooth butt than a broken leg."

"You're still doing archaeology. Isn't it good to go home to raise birds, water the flowers, and listen to operas?" Chu Haiyang said.

"Isn't that what my dad did?" Xia Mingruo grinned at the pain from the horse's spine, but still insisted, "No, at least I want to be better than blue... Hey, Haiyang!"

He pointed to the mountain across the river valley and said, "What's that black thing on the cliff? A hanging coffin?"

There was rain and fog in the valley, and Chu Haiyang raised his binoculars to look at it for a long time before saying, "Maybe, you have really good eyesight."

"There are also hanging coffins here?"

Chu Haiyang said: "In the thinking of some ethnic minorities, the ghosts of the murderous are particularly vicious, and they must be buried in a special place—usually on a barren hill far away from the stockade—in order to keep them away from the world and prevent them from harming the living. A while ago, Xiao Zhu also saw hanging coffins when he was inspecting the Wa area, and those bones were all beheaded."

Xia Mingruo snatched the binoculars and looked at it for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and asked in Chu Haiyang's ear, "Is there a big tomb in Yongcui Mountain?"

Chu Haiyang froze for a moment, then nodded, "It's possible."

Xia Mingruo looked at the sky left and right and said, "I'm not good at digging."

"You were not asked to dig." Chu Haiyang put the cat on the horse, "And there is an 80.00% chance that someone else has already dug it."

"Grave robber?"

"That's right." Chu Haiyang said, "So we have to go over quickly to have a look. If it is really stolen, we have to report it to the country for protective excavation."

"Yes!" Xia Mingruo said, "I still have to dig it in the end. Last time, I dug the tomb of the king of Yue, so I wanted to die! We shouldn't be in charge of this matter. Why did the Yunnan Archaeological Institute raise it?"

Chu Haiyang didn't listen to his ramblings, only then did he realize that the road became narrower and narrower, and when he turned into a fork, it was only about a foot wide.And this caravan also had to cross the river, all the way down, the dirt road was muddy and slippery, and they had to beware of falling rocks on the mountain, which was dangerous.

Chu Haiyang pulled Xia Mingruo off his horse and forced him to walk with the team.A group of people arrived at the riverside before dark and slept on the river beach.

Ma Guotou is from the Yi nationality and can speak a few sentences of Chinese.He asked his son to make an extra pot of rice, poured a large bowl of water and wine for Chu Haiyang and Xia Mingruo, and sat down to talk with them about the local customs.

Papa Yi pumping water