Chapter 11 Chapter 6 Opening the Pit

It's time to sacrifice again, offering sacrifices to the heavens, Buddhas, gods, ghosts and ancestors. The gold diggers will spend their lives in this endless and fearful sacrifice.Because they lived with terror, their sincere awe and pleading proved that they were the most able to communicate with gods and get close to ghosts and ghosts in a generation. Of course, Zhang Busan has a more direct purpose, which is to make these hundreds of people willingly twist into one rope through sacrifices and relying on the rule of the ancestors and spirits, and follow him to heaven and earth to embrace golden knots.People cannot live without groups, and there must be no competition in groups, and a situation of many stars holding the moon must be formed.Perhaps the debacle of the barn people is that they violated this common sense.And what goes against common sense is the group split that happened in the ancient gold field in Tangut in ancient times, and the killing of flesh and blood.It is precisely because of this fight that led to Zhang Busan's desperate fight for the golden platform today.

In that distant era full of myths, the ancient gold field was full of golden temptations. The simple golden bumps bestowed by the seven earths were like jade seals, which became a symbol of tribal power. Whoever gets it can become the king of Tangut.so.Those seven gold bumps have become the source of war between enemies and enemies.After the chieftain of the Tangut tribe died, his eldest son, Gonglang, inherited the golden knot, but the third son refused to accept it, and fought for it.From winter to winter, the war has been going on.Later, Gonglang's brother Zhe Hao'er killed Gonglang, but Jin Geda was no longer in Gonglang's camp.Gong Lang's wife couldn't stand Zhe Hao'er's temptation, and she revealed the Tongdi pit where the golden pimples were haunted.It was mid-winter, and Zhehaoer led his troops to visit the edge of the pit. Seeing that the deep pit had been rammed with loess, he ordered to dig out all the loess, so that the golden bumps could be seen again.The diameter of the hole is about ten meters, and no one knows how deep the hole is.It was not until March of the next year that people saw three bluestones appearing at the bottom of the pit, arranged in the shape of a character.According to Gonglang's wife, the golden lump is in the gap between the three stones.At the moment when people were about to remove the stones, the water of Jiling River suddenly surged from the upper reaches, rushing along the gully created by nature, and filled the Tongdi Pit with mud and sand.The ten or so soldiers who were hovering at the bottom of the pit, ready to pry up the bluestone, all became the spoils of the impermanent ghost.The high platform where the deep pit is located is also known as the golden platform.Afterwards, someone dug it again, and the most powerful one was when Prince Ulan Hada, a descendant of Heshuote Mongolia, went bankrupt in the late Qing Dynasty.So far, Ulan Hada's heroic feats are still lingering in the mouths of many people - the prince of Ulan Hada, a nobleman of the whole life, half a god.No matter how far the water of Jiling River flows, so far is his territory and reputation.He wants to dig out gold lumps, recruit migrant workers from all over the world, and take care of your food and drink, plus a monthly salary of ten strings of hemp money.After the golden bumps appeared in the world, there was a reward of one hundred taels of silver for each one.The bald head shines on the sun, and then it shines.Hundreds of aggressive men worked for three months, and the willow trees bloomed but failed to bear fruit. Like the previous few times, when the bluestones were seen, the river water came, and the stones and mud were directly poured into the pit.The miserable prince who had exhausted his family property cried and scolded others and complained to God, his tears were not broken, and his breath was long gone.

The ancient night is vast, and the tonight is vast.The ancient gold field is getting wider and wider.The precipitous and isolated golden platform also rises higher and higher, grows and becomes fatter, as if something is constantly supporting it, stretching the body, propping up the sacredness, and propping up the sadness.God's secrets are always kept secret, and the golden platform is a symbol of confidentiality.However, for the gold diggers, everything no longer exists. What remains from the ups and downs of the ancient gold field is the mystery and terror of "seeing the bluestone, and the flood is coming". This terror has long since lost their ability to explore secrets courage.They deny history, thinking it is just a legend, and stories are made up by everyone.As time went on, more people forgot even this story.But Zhang Busan kept it firmly in his heart and believed that it was true.This is not only because his grandfather once dug a pit with Prince Ulan Hada, nor is it because his father had a last wish, but more importantly, it is his nature to equate a miserable life with a romantic adventure.

As soon as the sacrifice was over, Zhang Busan determined the location of the pit according to the difference in soil and rocks and the direction guided by the gully.After that, for three consecutive days, he led people to build dams and weirs directly facing the Jiling River.Once there is a flood of water, it will not pour into the pit, causing danger to life.More importantly, building a dam can calm people's hearts. At dusk, dinner is ready.People sat in front of the stone kiln, sucking noodles in clear soup with their mouths open and staring, no one said a word.The big black iron pot was getting smaller and smaller with dozens of eyes staring at it, and the noodle soup in the pot was getting less and less.The reason why everyone becomes dumb is simple: if you eat less, he will eat more.Only Zhang Busan disdains this petty fight for soup and noodles, although he still remembers his recovery from hunger and fatigue.After eating a bowl, he began to think about the matching of labor.To dig to the three bluestones before the twelfth lunar month, we have to work in three shifts, day and night. To prevent shifts from quarreling with each other for digging more and less, and to prevent disputes within the class, labor must be divided into relationships and forced labor. Weak match evenly.He went into the kiln and leaned against his bedding, took out a notebook and an oil pen from under the quilt, and racked his brains to weave a list.The Gao family and the Yin family are against each other, the Zhao family is at odds with the Guo family, the Cheng family brothers are tit-for-tat, the Xiong family uncle has always had a grudge, Jiang Da's six relatives don't recognize him, Song Jincheng loves to play tricks.What about Wang Renhou?Everyone thinks that he is dull by nature. Apart from doing crop work, he is a useless big meathead who farts and writes drafts.Shi Mantang, who is short-tempered and quick-tempered, has turned upside down among the three classes seven or eight times.Finally the arrangements were made, he went outside the kiln, saw that everyone had just put down their bowls and hadn't escaped from the state of dumbness, so he read the list again.Everyone is thinking about others, and they are quickly weighing their own positions. If they don't have a thorough understanding of the good and bad of everyone in the class, they will not easily express their opinions.

"Any comments? No, it's settled like this." Zhang Busan wanted to come up with a way to eat raw cabbage and boil old meat quickly, but he didn't expect that it was the dull man Wang Renhou who broke his policy of obscuring the people. "I won't go to Shi Mantang's class. Wa Zha wiped his ass, I have nothing against him." People don't think he is lucky, but he still pokes people around.Zhang Busan glared at him viciously: "Then tell me, which class do you want to be in?" "The one from Song Jincheng." "No, we don't want it." Song Jincheng said.

"Then I'll go to class one." Wang Renhou blushed, not knowing whether it was from anger or embarrassment. "The duck wobbles three times when it walks, and if it is stewed, there is no fire; if it is kept, our blood and sweat can't afford it." Some people immediately objected. Wang Renhou looked pitiful, squatted down on the ground, and muttered, "No one wants me, so I'll go." Shi Mantang, who had always disliked Wang Renhou, heard that he was going to leave, so he scolded him: "You bastard, you only know an old scale of sixteen taels, and if you don't beat the clock, you have to pick up broken copper. When you get rich, do you still have to beg and coax in a low voice? If you want to go, go, go, don’t think that things can’t be done without you.” He couldn’t get enough of the cursing, rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to hit him.There were many people with mixed hands, and he was held back for a while.

Zhang Busan sighed secretly, it is easy to open a shop but difficult to maintain it, as soon as you get started, you will encounter people urinating on you, if you don’t treat them, afterward you will smell the smell of feces, and you will say that it is steamed. "Shi Mantang, you have to take care of my face even if you bully others. I invited this group of people whether they are short or long. If you beat one of them away, I will make your whole family cold for the rest of your life." Wang Renhou gained power, stared at Shi Mantang and snorted.Shi Mantang immediately made an angry look, and wanted to rush at Wang Renhou again.

"Renhou, stand up! You also have limbs and blood, let me see if he can beat you to death." Zhang Busan yelled, but he didn't expect the drunken person to get more and more drunk.Wang Renhou stood up slowly, bowed his head and hooked his head, and walked towards the stage with a heavy breath in his nose. "Come back!" Song Jincheng shouted. Wang Renhou turned his head, smiled wryly and bent over: "I don't want to be beaten to death." After saying that, he wanted to leave again.Song Jincheng jumped over and held him back. Real fists don't hit bowed people.Shi Mantang's anger also turned into a sigh.Zhang Busan glared at him, and suddenly smiled: "Mantang, you can beat him if you have the ability, until only the two of us are left, and the gold bumps weighing dozens of catties are divided equally."

"Just tell me straight up when you drive me away, I'm not the kind of person who drags other people's trouser legs to run around." Shi Mantang said. "You go? Others can leave, but you can't. A wild cat can't catch a house mouse, it's of great use. We in Weizi lack a golden shopkeeper like you." "Aren't you spoiling me?" "Even if it's a mess, you have to endure it. I'll be right, you'll be wrong." Everyone stayed.Song Jincheng was the first to react: "Okay! I support this decision, and others also support it. Everyone said, right?"

There was a burst of "huh" sounds from the crowd, but it was hard to say that this was a promise.Shi Mantang understood the mystery and shook his head vigorously.Zhang Busan was annoyed, and punched him on the chest: "Get out! Get out immediately! I saw the wrong person!" "Shopkeeper, you are hugging a hen and pretending to be a phoenix." "I said a phoenix is ​​a phoenix." Shi Mantang was silent for a while, then raised his head suddenly: "Okay, I'll listen to you." He looked at the crowd of people in three clusters and four clusters again, his heart swelled, his teeth gritted, and he said loudly: "If you want me to do it, I will do it." You have to have my rules. Ugly words first, those who want to break up now, break up tomorrow, who dares to make trouble, if there is a mother, I will abduct his mother, if there is a daughter-in-law, I will pull away his daughter-in-law, nothing. I broke his ribs."

Zhang Busan smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not your turn to bully this group of people." He turned to everyone, "Don't be afraid of his surname Shi. If he wants to beat someone for no reason, I will personally ask him to punish him, tie him up and ask everyone to goug him out." Meat. However, you also have to be careful, don't let him grab the handle. See if you have any questions? No more? Good! Go to the kiln and sleep." Knowing that extreme joy begets sorrow is an irrefutable truth, Zhang Busan still smiled at Shi Mantang a few times.In the cold air in the late autumn of Gujinchang, the laughter also carried a chill. "Tomorrow is a holiday. In the afternoon, I will bake the buns and make dumplings. Let's do it." "I can't let it go. Farmers have a bad temper, the more they get used to it, the lazy they become, and the more they let it go, the more loose it is." Shi Mantang wiped the sweat from his face with his black hands, expressing his opinion in line with his status as deputy shopkeeper. Zhang Busan shook his head, showing a more mature and deeper look than the other party: "The spring water coming out can't be blocked by several soils, but if it is not blocked, it will glow in three days and two hours." After ten days, the speed of digging Tongdi Pit was almost twice as fast as Zhang Busan expected.Every day, although he will not work with a shift for eight full hours, each shift has to go to soak for a while, plus some trivial matters and the constant need to beware of sneak attacks by barnmen, time is dismembered, and he can only Diao Kong rested.Fortunately, Shi Mantang is such an assistant who is unreasonable and unreasonable. Among the group of people, there has never been such a conflict that can't be handed over. It saves him a lot of energy.Zhang Busan didn't count Shi Mantang as a labor force in the class, but let him separate from himself, and work for three or four hours in each shift.On the one hand, this arrangement played Shi Mantang's role in urging others to work harder, and on the other hand, it enhanced his sense of pride and loyalty to Zhang Busan.Shi Mantang has never been in control of others, but this time he was highly valued, and his flattered sense of mission made him seem more responsible than God. "The third class dug a full two feet more than the second class." "Wang Renhou of the dog day was very slippery and did not work hard. I gave him a neck (slapped the back of the neck)." Every time he returned to the ground, Shi Mantang always To report to Zhang Busan out of breath is actually showing off that he has played the role of a supervisor.Of course Zhang Busan would not let go of every opportunity to praise him, the onion in the root of the south wall is all due to obstruction.Every class is competing, and the next class will definitely dig more than the previous class, even if it is half a foot more, otherwise it will be left behind and not handed over.Like the earth and rocks that came out of the pit, people were also hung up and down by hemp ropes.The hemp rope is controlled by the pulley on the bracket, which is of course labor-saving and time-effective compared to the few digging pits for gold in history.With the combination of human enthusiasm and the power of explosives, the crater has become more than four feet deep, and fatigue and anxiety have also penetrated into people's bodies as deeply.The excited undercurrent in the strata of the ancient gold field surged out from the bottom of the pit at this time. Song Jincheng dragged Zhang Busan to the edge of the pit while announcing to the rest that he would have a holiday tomorrow. Before he could stand still, he was wrapped around his waist with a hemp rope.A few minutes later, Zhang Busan's legs plunged heavily into the water, and the water splashed everywhere.The water has swirled to the knees, and what is even more frightening is that several holes have been washed out around the wall of the pit.The pit wall that has lost its support may collapse at any time.But Shi Mantang looked at Zhang Busan proudly, proud of being able to guard the bottom of the pit and not letting everyone escape to the ground. "I really don't want to die?" Shi Mantang didn't listen to Zhang Busan's tone, he chuckled: "It's worth dying if you can hold a golden lump." "The shopkeeper's life is exchanged with salt. There is only one for each person. I can't afford to die!" Zhang Busan glanced at Wang Renhou who was full of mourning, and shouted at Shi Mantang: "Come on!" He said, and he untied the hemp rope on his body. Eight or nine people suddenly gathered around, scrambling and squeezing into a pile.Shi Mantang stepped forward and pulled the rope desperately: "No one is allowed to come in! Shopkeeper, you can't spoil them when the sedan chair is in front of the door to urinate." Zhang Busan reached out to grab the rope, but Shi Mantang pushed him to the wall of the pit.Crash clatter, the soaked soil fell towards the pit water.The vortex is turbulent, spinning out deep-set eyes that are rolling endlessly.The ripples swelled and slapped around in a hurry.Zhang Busan felt that the surface of the water was tilting, the pit was tilting, and the whole earth was tilting. "Mantang, listen to me, gold needs to be dug, and when the person dies, everything is over." Such a request had never come from Zhang Busan.Shi Mantang was stunned.Wang Renhou rushed over, tied the hemp rope on his body three times and twice, and screamed upwards: "Pull! Pull quickly!" Half an hour passed, and more and more water accumulated in the pit, and large chunks of soil slid down, making shocking noises.The cave that was flushed out is like the gate of hell, and the hole is opened eeriely and eeriely.Everyone else has been hung up, only Zhang Busan and Shi Mantang are left at the bottom of the pit. "Full hall! Who will go first?" Zhang Busan grabbed the rope and wrapped it around himself: "I can't dig gold without me..." "I can't do it without me!" Shi Mantang yelled, but he didn't grab the rope. "In case something happens to you..." "Stop chanting mantras for me, come on!" Shi Mantang gave him a hard push.Zhang Busan pulled the rope down and was dragged out of the water in a flash.Shi Mantang raised his chin to look up, then suddenly lowered his head.The cold air at the bottom of the dark pit swayed back and forth, the soaked earth and rocks fell again, and the water waves pushed him vigorously, as if the devil was about to escort him to the palace of Hades.The water was up to my waist.With a cold war, he covered his face with his hands, slumped in the water, and his head was quickly submerged.He gulped a few sips of water and struggled to stand up again, feeling that he should die. Shi Mantang is not dead.But when he was hoisted out of the ground and carried into the stone kiln, his face was paler than a dead man's.With his eyes closed, all emotions escaped.After a while, two desperate white lights leaked out from those eyes, which lingered on Zhang Busan's body, and his stiff mouth slowly opened: "I can't see it, I can't see it...ghost! I saw ghosts. Red, black, green, and white, in the water hole at the bottom of the pit..." Zhang Busan quickly covered his mouth with his hands, looked around, saw that there was no one else in the kiln, and said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense!" "Shopkeeper, I'm a big man, what are you doing to coax you? Believe it or not." "I do not believe." When Zhang Busan came outside the kiln, most of the people sat on the ground, sighing and panting, as if the digging of gold bumps had been announced by the groundwater.The people's spirit collapsed like a mountain, and it became uncontrollable in an instant. Zhang Busan was so angry that he wanted to blow them up in one breath, creating a scene of leaping dragons and tigers.With his hands on his hips, he showed a fearless demeanor: "Digging for gold is like planting crops, worrying about not planting and not growing." A gruff sigh interrupted him.He searched among the crowd, but saw Song Jincheng yawned long and lazily: "If you can't control the water, it's unnecessary to say good things 10,000 times. If you don't satisfy your thirst, you can't use it to dig soil and shovel rocks." Zhang Busan was so angry that his eyes bulged, he clenched his fists and shouted: "Come here!" Probably Song Jincheng was willing to be beaten, but he walked over steadily. "You said my words are superfluous? Do you want everyone to break up?" "If you can't stop the water with clay, what else can you do if it doesn't disperse!" "Clay?" Zhang Busan was stunned, knowing that the other party was showing off his cleverness again, he swung his arm and punched out Song Jincheng's screams.But in his heart he was very grateful to Song Jincheng. There are two kinds of cement, black and white, black cement is wet glue, and white cement is dry glue.One black and one white piled up in the Jiling River bed and on the river bank respectively.Obviously, it was washed down from the depths of Jiling Mountain by the river water, and it accumulated thicker and thicker over time.Although the gold diggers have long understood its uses, such as pans and stoves, such as fixing keel gold beds in puddles for panning gold, no one knows why it has the same properties as cement. The people in Weizi brought the clay with a tractor, and then tied it with shrubbery to form many clay blocks, and stuffed them into the cave at the bottom of the pit, which can not only support the wall of the pit, but also block the flowing sand.This work was completed by Song Jincheng, who had worked as a mason for a few days.The greater the danger, the more Zhang Busan felt that he had to save his life.He didn't want to risk his death until the last moment when he could pry open the bluestone and see the real gold. The more tiring digging began again.There is still groundwater seeping out from the bottom of the pit. In the past, dry sand and dry soil were excavated, but now every bucket lifted up is filled with half and half cement.Moreover, the person's legs have been soaked in the thin mud for a long time, the skin is cold, the bones are cold, the joints are painful, and the teeth are gritted and the cheeks are gritted, and the heart is more than enough.Some people began to pretend to be sick, and some were really sick.Shi Mantang hoped that he would stand upright in the stone kiln in a daze, and one day when he stood up, he would see the golden bumps shining in the world, and he would touch and touch, first dip his hands in gold powder, and then divide them.No matter the real illness or the fake illness, the people lying down are eagerly looking forward to being expelled by Zhang Busan.However, they lay in bed for four days without seeing Zhang Busan saying a word, not even the slightest bit of anger from him.The real patient and the fake patient received greetings from Zhang Busan three times a day as usual, which was not counted as comforting words during the meal.There were three meals a day, at least two, and Zhang Busan had to bring them the meals himself.A few people got scared.After staying with such kindness, they knew that one day they would be moved, and then they would be hanged into the pit willingly.But when they think of the cold water and the heavy pick, they will feel a call to death, and the horrifying sound of the iron shovel hitting the stone, which is the most unpleasant sound from hell in the world.On a night when there was no moon to peep and only the black wind was blowing, three people pretended to wake up at night, threw down their bedding, and ran down the golden platform without knowing the ghosts and ghosts. At dawn, Shi Mantang was the first to notice the whereabouts of the escape.He staggered out of the stone kiln, and went to report to Zhang Busan who had just climbed out of the pit, but Zhang Busan pulled him up and left, all the way to the back of the gold platform.Half an hour later, Shi Mantang's screams came from the audience.Except for dozens of people working under the pit and on the edge of the pit, everyone else flocked there.Shi Mantang was tied up, his clothes were torn, and there were bloodstains on his chest.Zhang Busan stared at everyone and said loudly: "Grandma's! He wants to run away, do you think I hit it right?" People stared at Zhang Busan in horror, without saying a word. "If you break the rules, let alone Shi Mantang, even the Heavenly King, I will deal with it." He said, raising the branch in his hand, and slapped Shi Mantang on his back twice. "This bastard will have his retribution too. Hit him! Kill him!" Wang Renhou in the crowd suddenly remembered Shi Mantang's usual cruelty and his humiliation of being beaten, and cheered loudly. "That's right! If you cheat your tongue with your mouth, you'll be killed yourself." You said humanely. "Kill him? It's cheap for him. Come two people, carry him to the kiln and enclose him." After Zhang Busan said, he walked back angrily.Song Jincheng quickly followed: "Shopkeeper, I can't see that you have great martial arts skills and strength. The arrogant Shi Mantang told you to tie yourself up like a dead pig. Tsk tsk, I'm convinced." Zhang Busan grinned triumphantly, and was suddenly taken aback, a surge of jealousy welled up in his heart: "My heart is on you. If you want to defeat me, I will deal with you sooner or later." Song Jincheng smiled: "How dare I? I'm thinking of you even in my dreams." Zhang Busan snorted and left.Except for Song Jincheng, no one else has seen through this bitter trick.For Shi Mantang, this was also a trade of powdered salt for sugar, and a meal would save him from the hard labor of going to the pit to deal with ghosts in the future.Although he is Zhang Busan's most powerful supporter, he is human after all, and he is afraid of the torment of purgatory.He has already been tortured once, his soul is trembling in the ghost realm while he is alive.He didn't want to have that trembling again. Excavation is still going on.But the material desires and passions ignited by Zhang Busan are quickly dissipating as the weather gets colder and digging becomes more difficult.The sky is cold, the ground is freezing, and people are shrinking.The collision of people's hearts is no longer due to the speed and depth of the game.The first team dug a foot deeper, and when the second team saw it, they shouted, "It's no wonder we're not lazy! We'll go up after digging two feet." What about the third team?I wanted to dig a foot five, but due to lack of energy and restlessness, I only dug one foot deeper.Thus, a vicious circle of competition who is more lazy than who began.At his wit's end, Zhang Busan had no choice but to follow through to the end.Not only that, but at the bottom of the pit, he had to work hard.The cold water covered his feet, and as he raised the pickaxe to dig, the water flooded his calves.When the soles of his feet were really cold, he would work on his knees.Kneeling and standing, the pickaxe was obedient, the sand was loose, and the rocks were rolling, forcing the men who were using the shovel to stop.The buckets were transported upwards without interruption, and the excavation speed of each shift increased again.However, his strong flesh and blood body only allowed him to last two cycles, that is to say, in addition to eating and relieved, he worked six consecutive shifts, and then fell exhausted into the puddle at the bottom of the pit.People lifted him out of the edge of the pit and carried him to the stone kiln.He squinted his eyes to look for Shi Mantang. "Mantang, just help me one more time! You have had enough rest these days, go down and lead everyone to work for a while, at least don't stop. I want to sleep." "Alas! The toad is sitting on the table legs. I can't bulge enough. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold everyone together anymore." There was a sudden sound in the depths of the stone kiln.It was Song Jincheng's turn to rest, got up from the floor, walked over, and curled his lips at Zhang Busan: "It's not that I said Mantang, he's a bran radish without much spice. In my opinion..." He suddenly lowered his head, hehe laugh it out. "Say it!" Zhang Busan urged. Song Jincheng patted his chest: "I'm the deputy shopkeeper." Zhang Busan shook his head: "You are a star and the size of a watermelon, you are too young." "I don't believe that these lazy pigs don't listen to me, I have my own way." Zhang Busan waited for him to continue, but when he saw his lips pursed, he waved his hand impatiently: "Cheng Chengcheng! Be yours if you want to, dig more, dig less, don't do small things, and don't break up." , He tilted his head, closed his eyes, and said to himself, sleepy, sleepy, like a devil. They didn't come back in those days when the men should have come back.The women of Weizi Village rolled around like peas poured out of their pockets.The feeling of danger and danger made them unable to visit each other in peace for a moment, and they were always chatting and chatting from morning till night.That's all they can do, guess, pray, seek comfort from others, and fall into a dreamy sleep.Wang Renhou's daughter-in-law is more courageous and insightful than others. She is also discussing and guessing, but soon feels that this is a useless approach. The more guesses, the more frightening people feel.The situation of constant anxiety is almost unbearable.She said to them: "Let's go to Jinchang together to see what are these bums who forgot their women and lost their homes are doing." No one dared to agree, they just said: "Go to you, my man is dead No." Does the man in my family have to die?The benevolent daughter-in-law's heart skipped a beat, and she gave them an annoyed look, thinking, don't be too pretentious, it's not certain that someone's man has committed a crime.She misunderstood other people's words as a curse on herself, and when she had a dream at night, she dreamed that a group of unidentified men returned to Weizi Village, walked around in front of the village, and then disappeared suddenly. , I couldn't hold back anymore.She believed that what she dreamed was the ghost of the dead.The ghost came to bid farewell to his relatives, without revealing his name or showing his face, whose family man was it?But it must not be benevolence, benevolence is a man and a ghost, and he will enter the house when he returns to Weizi Village.She tried to recall the scene in her dream, and concluded that none of those men walked through the door of her house.But vaguely remembered a person standing at the door of her house for a while.Could it be that he wants to see her?Among the men in Weizi Village, who else wants to see her besides Ben Hou?The more she thought about it, the more wicked she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the man's face was truly benevolent.Distraught and restless, she found a cloth bag full of dry food, picked it up and was about to go on the road, but when she thought that she was a woman, she became discouraged again.After repeating this several times, the determination to leave finally overwhelmed all worries. An autumn frost dyed the dawn of the farmland and villages white, and the cold wind blew across the sky, making her heart that was beating for a man soar high!She came to the county seat and made some inquiries there, and learned that there was a bus every two days to the outside of the Tangut Gorge, and there was a village outside the gorge.She carried the only seven yuan at home, bought a station ticket for five yuan and fifty cents, bumped to the outside of the gorge, got into someone's horse pen and spent the night, and walked towards the Tangut gorge the next day go.It was noon four days later when she appeared in Ji Lingchuan in the ancient gold field. For those who have never been to the gold field, the ancient gold field is always silent, as if it is always in a sound sleep.The sun rolled across the middle sky, the sky was full of yellow, and the eyes were blurred.The sun spreads down, spreads out again, spreads out forever.The benevolent daughter-in-law found that, like noon in all parts of the world, the sun is round, hanging overhead, and slightly hot.But she still had a strange feeling, as if the sunlight in the sky and the golden light in the ground complement each other, making the air tangible, colorful, angular, angular, and smelly, and if she wants, she can grab it with just one hand A light wave with a hard texture.She really stretched out her hand, and squeezed it hard, her fingertips hurt her palm, but she was very comfortable in her heart, after all, it was the ancient gold field, even the air could hurt her hand.When she saw a few women, she thought that they were here to visit her husband just like herself (she forgot that she was here to find, not to visit), and she relaxed a lot in spirit.She thought that since they could stay safe and sound, the feeling of fear, panic and helplessness when she first stepped into the ancient gold field was superfluous.Unfortunately, when she approached them and asked about the whereabouts of the Weizi people, they were very indifferent, saying that no gold digger who claimed to be the Weizi people had ever come to them. "They have their own girls." They pointed out to her a dilapidated adobe house. "Who is it?" "I don't know, she doesn't associate with us." The benevolent daughter-in-law has already guessed that it is probably the donkey girl who lives there.She went over to see that the door was locked, waited for a while, then turned around wistfully, and walked forward aimlessly: "Hey! There are tens of thousands of people in the ancient gold field, where are you going to find it?" a woman shouted at her. she stopped. "Let her go. Only water knows where a man is going. Hey! If you walk down the river, you may meet the person you are looking for." Another woman said. She looked over there, and sure enough, she saw a river, the river water was as clear as a mirror, swaying slightly, and the jade-colored waves splashed quietly, as if she was a little shy and timid not daring to disturb others.She looked at the woman gratefully, walked to the river to wash her face, and then walked in the same direction with the flowing water.She thought that if there was such a river in Weizi Village, she wouldn't have to worry about not having to collect food in drought years.If there is a river, it will be graceful and watery, and it will make people tireless and refreshed forever.She felt that she was not tired anymore, it seemed that she hadn't driven a long way, and she didn't have any heavy thoughts in her heart.Her man is not far in front, isn't there a figure of a man swaying in that tender green forest?Of course she didn't know that it was the granary man, the enemy of the Weizi man.They didn't know that it was a woman from Weizi Village who came, but they were just surprised: after leaving Jilingchuan, it is very dangerous for a woman to walk alone on the wasteland. "Probably just here," said the barn brother to his boys. She looked around, every part of her face showed excitement and curiosity.Brother Barn called out to her.She stopped abruptly. "What are you going to do? Do you want to die?" Brother Gucang asked. "I'm coming to find my man." "We are all your men." Someone shouted with a wave of laughter. "Go back quickly and wait in Jilingchuan. Your man will come to you." Brother Gucang said again. "Brother, my man is from Weizi Village. Where are the people from Weizi Village?" The people in the woods suddenly became dumb and looked at each other.When the women of Weizi Village crashed into their gold digging field, it was like rubbing a piece of fat on the sharp teeth of a hungry animal.The benevolent daughter-in-law thought that they didn't understand, and repeated what she had just said.As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion in the woods.Several people came out of the woods and stared at her fiercely.She took a step back sensitively, and couldn't help shivering. Seeing them gradually approaching her viciously, she called out "Brother" nervously. "Today, your elder brother is not a human being unless you have a hundred holes in your body." Someone said through gritted teeth, as if this woman was here to bear all the hatred they had for the Weizi people. The benevolent daughter-in-law didn't think any more, and ran away.The few people chased after a few steps, and then they were stopped by Brother Gucang. "Don't make trouble with a woman, it's not a skill." "You have the ability, aren't you also hooking up with women?" Someone whispered.More people cursed loudly at the back of the benevolent daughter-in-law.After scolding enough and laughing again, it seems that the escape of the benevolent daughter-in-law has proved that they are still strong and great in front of the Weizi people. The benevolent daughter-in-law ran back to Jilingchuan in one breath, and collapsed in front of an adobe house.A woman came out, glanced at her casually, and said: "What? Met a robber? I told you not to go, but you just wanted to go." "Eldest sister, I can't find my man, where should I spend the night today?" The woman didn't answer, she entered the room and stayed for a while, then came out and said: "If you really have nowhere to go, let's share a kang together." Many tears flashed in the eyes of the benevolent daughter-in-law.What touched her even more was that the woman even took care of her dinner. Although it was just a bowl of soup and a Youhua (flower roll made of barley noodles), filling her stomach is happiness. She no longer knows what words to use to praise this meal. The kindness and warmth of the woman. She lived.But she never expected that there would be a knock on the door in the middle of the night, and three strong gold diggers would come in.They were startled when they saw her, and asked the woman who opened the door who she was.The woman said she was a passerby who had never seen the world.They smiled knowingly.At this time, she had already sat up, put on her clothes, wrapped her body tightly with the quilt, and her legs trembled slightly inside. "No wonder the shopping went smoothly today." A man with beards walked to the edge of the kang.The woman stepped forward to stop him and slapped him. "Don't worry, I will give you more." "How much?" she asked. The bearded man looked back at his two companions.One of them shook his index finger. "No. Don't forget my benefits, I will let you try something new in the future." "Then add another finger. As I said, today will be fine." As the bearded man said, he reached into the chest of the cotton-padded jacket, took out a cloth bag, opened it, and squeezed the woman's palm twice.The woman walked towards the other two men, but the bearded man rushed towards the benevolent wife impatiently.The benevolent daughter-in-law screamed, and then she struggled desperately, begging and begging.Another man came to help, held her down, and let the whiskers remove her underpants.Everything was caught off guard, and she remembered her husband's words: "Once you arrive at Jinchang, you are no longer a human being." But she is a human being, and she cannot just let a strange man take possession of her.She gritted her teeth, butted her head, and kicked with her feet.She wanted to run out, wanted to overturn the weak roof.Several times, she pushed away her sideburns, straightened her waist, and stunned him for a moment with her sharp cry.But what followed was a heavier squeeze, the man's tall body completely covered her.When the bearded man started to commit crimes, she was powerless to resist, her mind was in a daze, and tears overflowed one by one.他们好像没看见，或者看见了也不在乎，轮换着在她身上肆虐。之后，便又把同样的淫威施加在了那女人身上，不过，她是平静的，如同喝凉水，不喜也不恼。 天亮后，他们走了。那女人也离开了房子。仁厚媳妇爬起来，穿好衣服，蹒跚着来到门外。 “喂！你去哪里？”那女人从杉木林里走出来，怀抱着一小捆柴。仁厚媳妇呆板地望着她。她走过来，把柴扔到门旁，又道：“我给你打听过了，你要找的围子人在黄金台上。掌柜的叫张不三是不？在那，那片云彩下面。” 她望望那片凝滞的阴云，艰难地挪动了步子。 “今黑你还来？”那女人凑到跟前问。 她蓦地回过身去，一巴掌扇到那女人的嘴上。女人捂着嘴，困惑地望她。 she left.一进古金场，顷刻就失去了女人的贞操，这在她是无法理喻的。古金场，难道是人呆的地方？她要去找仁厚，拉上他，一分钟也不停留地离去，哪怕再过一天就会抱上金菩萨呢！仁厚，仁厚，你为啥要来这里？是我逼你来的么？那我就活该！deserve it!仁厚，你咋就不知道我会来找你呢？你一个大男人，守不住自己的媳妇，怪你怪你不怪我。 一个女人呻吟在茫茫荒原上，如同清晨拂过地面的微风，连一阵尘土也扬不起来。