Chapter 46 Chapter 16 Omen of Danger

There is no tuberose in the mountains at night, let alone vanilla, so the smell of the astrology disk must come from itself.The remnants my grandfather gave me had the same smell, so I was very sensitive to this smell, but Zhao Shuai said it was a bad smell.Zhao Shuai said it firmly, not as a joke, but he thought I was joking with him.I said that the taste is the same as the tea cooked by Lan Tian. It was so fragrant at that time that everyone present could smell it. Unexpectedly, Zhao Shuai said: "Your size, I smelled a stench at that time, no wonder the three old men hesitated, who would dare to drink such a smelly thing!"

"Huh? You really thought the tea smelled bad?" I was surprised, this was the first time I heard Zhao Shuai's inner thoughts. "If you lie to me, I will be impotent and premature ejaculation!" Zhao Shuai swears, "You people are so strange, do you have a degenerated sense of smell?" I remained silent, and smelled the astrology disk again, there was indeed a tea aroma, but Zhao Shuai still insisted that the astrology disk stinks.The dark clouds gradually receded, and I saw that the mountains and fields had returned to their original state, and there were no abnormalities anymore, so I returned to the depression with Zhao Shuai across the mountains.When Mo Chao and Jiang Guohua saw us coming back, they hurriedly asked what they found, how many heads the aliens in the spaceship had, and whether they were vicious or not.

When Zhao Shuai and I told them what we had seen and heard, they refused to believe it. Finally, when I mentioned that there was no impact, they believed that nothing had really fallen.Maybe the spacecraft didn't fall just now, but just drifted in the air, and then flew far away.As for the horoscope disk they found, Mo Chao and Jiang Guohua had never seen it before. They also said that there were not many ancient sites in Mingling, and the ancient tombs were even more pitiful. They had hardly seen any unearthed cultural relics.Because no one knows how to read astrology, the astrology disk is just a decoration for us, and we can only play with it casually.We gathered around the fire, and Mo Chao suddenly mentioned how to go back and explain, Wumei's mother is more terrifying than a dominatrix, if she knows that Wumei is dead, the four of us will die.Thinking of this incident, I have a headache. Mo Chao and Jiang Guohua will have to return to the village the day after tomorrow, and they will definitely not be able to hide it.If it is said that Wumei disappeared, they must have thought that the four of us men had a beastly face and raped Wumei before killing him; if they confessed frankly, they would definitely not believe that Wumei had turned into a mummified corpse, after all, we couldn't even believe it ourselves.

"Why don't you come with us and leave Wumei's mother alone." Zhao Shuai came up with a bad idea, and he said, "At that time they will think that something happened to you, and return to the village after a year or so, Wumei's mother I won’t discount you either!” Mo Chao wondered: "How could this happen, I'd better go back and be scolded honestly!" Jiang Guohua was noncommittal about this, he didn't talk much, he asked and answered every sentence, and rarely opened his mouth.This matter was mentioned once, and then everyone stopped discussing it. In short, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, and it is impossible for Wumei's mother to really kill us.Then we ate briefly and fell asleep lying there, uncovered.I specially brought toilet water, but there was not a single mosquito in the valley. It was very comfortable to sleep, as if there were two electric fans blowing against each other.

However, I have never felt that I slept too deeply, because the mountain depression seems to be peaceful, but in fact it hides strange things, and I may not be able to wake up after falling asleep.No one knows if the person I saw just now is Mu Qingxiang, let alone where Mu Qingxiang has gone.This woman asked us to go into the mountains to look for Tea King Valley, but she disappeared as soon as we got to the col, which was really confusing.It was already dawn when we woke up. Although we were depressed, we were still looking for Tea King Valley with confidence. Mo Chao and the others didn’t know our intentions, and thought they were looking for white tea, so they kept telling us to rest in the camp, and they were responsible for picking tea.The best season for picking tea is when it rains during the Qingming Festival, but this is not the case in all regions. At that time, Yixing is relatively cool until around July, so it is not too late to pick tea at that time.But if it comes to the rainy season, you must not pick tea again. The tea picked at that time is very dry and can only be used as an inferior drink.In order to make a profit, some tea lovers pick more tea leaves in the rainy season. Drinking too much of this kind of tea will cause a slight pain in the lower abdomen.

After the clouds and mist cleared, and the dawn dawned, Mo Chao and Jiang Guohua regained their spirits, picked up the bamboo baskets and went to look for white tea.Zhao Shuai and I sat in the camp for a while, and when we saw Mo Chao and Jiang Guohua walking away, we walked up the hillside again.We found a lot of blue bricks there last night, so we wanted to come back for a long time, but we didn't expect to find the ruins of ancient buildings under the wild tea trees.What's even more strange is that many green bricks don't look like the foundation of the house. They are in groups of three or four, as if they were discarded everywhere, and each pile of blue bricks almost has a hole the size of a fist.

Zhao Shuai looked at the hole under the wild tea tree and said, "Could it be a mouse hole? I heard that there are more mice in the mountains than in the city. Didn't you see mice in the bamboo forest yesterday when you entered the mountains?" "Maybe, but you don't think there are too many holes. Wouldn't it be good for the mouse to dig a hole or two?" I said doubtfully. "Think about it, the snake is the natural enemy of the mouse, if the snake gets into the hole and kills, wouldn't it be possible to escape with a few more holes? The mice in Mingling are so fucking smart." Zhao Shuai praised.

But I didn't think the hole in the green brick was a rat's nest, so I broke off a branch of a wild tea tree and inserted it into the hole. Who knew that the trunk didn't reach the bottom after it completely sank into the hole.There is a lot of space in the hole, and I swing the trunk from side to side with few big obstacles.Suddenly, I felt that the wild tea trees in the valley might have been moved by people. These dense wild tea trees are a natural protective shield, hiding all the holes in the green bricks. Zhao Shuai thought it was fun, so he also followed me to break off the branches of the wild tea tree, wanting to test the depth and breadth of the cave entrance.But Zhao Shuai acted rudely, and accidentally cut his finger by the tea, and red blood flowed out immediately.In the remnants of the Tea Classics, some mention the divination culture of tea.In addition to the leftover tea leaves, if a tea person is cut by tea leaves while picking tea, it is a bad omen, and it is very likely that the cut person will face the threat of death.

Naturally, I didn't dare to tell Zhao Shuai that he wouldn't believe such superstitious things, and I might even make fun of him instead.but.The blood on Zhao Shuai's fingers was very dazzling, and my sight always stayed there unknowingly.There are many openings surrounded by green bricks, but the openings are too small for Zhao Shuai and I to get in.However, there are many holes in the blue bricks, almost all over the higher places in the valley. If these holes are really mouse holes, then the number of rats in the valley cannot be ignored. However, I don't think these holes are mouse holes. It would be reasonable if one or two holes were mouse holes, but how could mice be so stupid to dig all the holes in the pile of green bricks? Could it be that their claws are really so sharp.Many of the cultural relics found in Tanggong Mountain have an ancient poem: At the head of the overpass in the hidden valley of the king of tea, the purple air comes from the east to thousands of stars, so I wonder if these holes full of holes are the meaning of stars.

After hearing this, Zhao Shuai asked: "If these blue brick holes are stars, what about purple air, there is no purple in the mountain depression!" "Who said there is no purple? Yangxian tea is also called Yangxian purple bamboo shoots. Mingling used to be the place where Yangxian purple bamboo shoots were produced. This may be the purple air in ancient poems." I guessed with uncertainty. "Damn it, I don't believe it anymore. All the blue brick holes are small. There must be a big one. It might be the tea king's lair below!" Find a bigger hole in the pile.

I also think there may be space under the col. After all, all the caves are empty, and there is no such thing as a dark room.Mo Chao and the others were still looking for white tea, and while they were looking for it, they picked some ordinary tea leaves of good quality, so it was a worthwhile trip.However, I always find it strange that Jiang Guohua always looks towards us intentionally or unintentionally. Zhao Shuai didn't seem to be affected by the ominous omen, he was still very lucky, and found a green brick hole more than half a meter wide in a group of dense wild tea trees.The surrounding area of ​​the cave collapsed, probably due to the vicissitudes of life, and the green bricks and soil were affected by external forces.Zhao Shuai wanted to get into the hole excitedly, but I hurriedly stopped him, knowing that the space below the hole is unknown, what if there is any danger. "It's okay, go and bring your flashlight. Since mice often come and go in the hole, it means we can go in too." Zhao Shuai said confidently, "Am I weaker than a mouse? Look down on me!" I was stunned for a moment, Zhao Shuai spoke clearly and logically, what he said was indeed true, if there was danger under the entrance of the cave, the rats would have been extinct long ago.I looked to the east of the mountain depression, half of the golden sun had risen there, and there was no cloud in the blue sky. It seemed that we would have good luck today.I asked Zhao Shuai to wait a while, and then ran down the mountain to find the flashlight. At the same time, I imagined that I had found the secret of Tea King Valley. Maybe the most secret place under the cave entrance is the most secret place of Tea King Valley. When I ran back to the camp and wanted to bring a flashlight to find Zhao Shuai, Jiang Guohua and Mo Chao had already returned, but they hadn't found Baicha yet.Jiang Guohua actually took the initiative to speak. He asked me what I wanted to do, and said that I must not run around, or I might turn into a mummy like Wumei.I don't know why Jiang Guohua wants to scare me, it seems that he doesn't want me to pay attention to those blue brick holes, maybe he also discovered the abnormality under the wild tea tree. I reassured: "Don't worry, I'll come back as soon as I go, nothing will happen." "But……" Mo Chao interrupted Jiang Guohua. He said, "Guohua, this is what you told the boss when you came back? Now that the water is gone, let's go find some tea." "Okay, let's do this first, I'll call you if there's anything to do!" I ran away anxiously, without taking a second look at Jiang Guohua, but the image of Zhao Shuai being cut by tea leaves emerged in my mind. When I ran back, Zhao Shuai was gone, I slapped my thigh fiercely, this bastard wanted to show off, pushed me away and went into the hole first!I turned on the flashlight and looked into the entrance of the cave. It was about two or three meters deep, so I jumped down.The four walls in the cave are made of green bricks, but the yellow soil has squeezed the green brick walls out of shape, and it seems that they will collapse at any time.I dare not shout loudly, because there are often such plots in movies, and the underground space will collapse when I shout. Below the entrance is an arched tunnel, which seems to surround the mountain depression, forming an underground corridor.There was a piece of slate painting leaning against the blue brick wall, and I was about to take a closer look, only to find that a person had fallen in front of me.Stretching out my head again, I was horrified, that person was Zhao Shuai!I thought the bastard had already run far away, but I didn't expect that he was only two meters away from me, and he fell and ate shit.I yelled a few times in a low voice, and then wanted to make fun of him, but Zhao Shuai, who fell down, didn't answer me, let alone get up.