The Yellow River is the most mysterious long river in China. In the more than 2,000 years of records, the lower reaches of the Yellow River have breached more than 1,500 times and changed course 26 times.In the thick silt of the ancient Yellow River road, there are too many taboos buried, too many weird things, so strange that people can hardly believe it. Let me talk about some strange things in the ancient Yellow River Road first. In the early 1950s, during the cleaning of the ancient Yellow River road near Kaifeng, a section of rusty iron pipe was dug out from under the silt more than ten meters deep.At first, the iron pipe was only as thick as a small arm, and it continued down. The river engineer dug seven or eight meters down the iron pipe, and found that the iron pipe became thicker and thicker, and later it was as thick as a water tank. The whole body was white and shiny, as if it had been sanded. , still extending down, I don't know how long it is.

Some people put their ears on the iron pipe and found that there was a continuous cracking sound coming from the iron pipe. It seemed that something was scratching the iron pipe with its claws inside, and it was also like the sound of telegraph waves.We discussed for a long time, but did not discuss the results.At that time, the people's awareness was high, fearing that the hidden Kuomintang agents would cause sabotage, so they hurriedly reported it to the government.As a result, when the experts arrived the next day, they found that the dry river bed was full of water overnight, and the strange iron pipe could no longer be found in the turbid Yellow River water.

In the 1960s, the Yellow River Committee organized local farmers to dig the river. During the process of cleaning the ancient Yellow River road, an ancient bronze bell was dug out.The copper bell was covered with green rust, and the mouth of the bell was tightly sealed by iron juice. It is unknown what was sealed inside.At that time, everyone was curious, so they forcibly pried open the mouth of the bell with an iron rod, and found that the copper bell was filled with a pile of skulls, and there were many yellow snakes coiled in the skulls, which were still alive and kept spitting cores. Everyone couldn't figure out what this ancient bronze bell was for, and how could those yellow snakes survive in the sealed big bell?

After the big bell was dug out, people along the Yellow River murmured in private, saying that they could not sleep for a moment because they heard the clang of the bell all night long. They were afraid that the water coming out of the bronze bell would alarm the Dragon King of the Yellow River. Disaster on both sides.The villagers organized in private and re-sinked the bell into the Yellow River at night.Strange to say, since the bronze bell sank, the local people have never heard the strange sound of the bronze bell. In the 1970s, the government put forward the slogan that "every family has access to the road".A straight asphalt road was also built on the embankment of the Yellow River. When the road was built on a dry ancient road of the Yellow River, it got stuck. None of the formulas will work.

Seeing that things were weird, the construction team simply asked the workers to dig down on the spot to see what was buried under the ground.After digging not too deep, they found a rotten coffin, which was burned on the spot; a pile of charred skeletons were also dug out, which were also thrown into the Yellow River; at the end of the digging, they found an old tree at the bottom of the river, It is almost as thick as a house, with black and hard skin, and it sounds bang bang when knocked, and it has been carbonized into a fossil. The construction team decided to use a chainsaw to cut down the old tree. As a result, the chainsaw saw off the old tree, as if sawing a steel plate, and sparks shot out.After finally sawing off the epidermis, it was found that bright red and sticky sap flowed out of the carbonized trunk, as if the old tree was bleeding.Everyone was terrified, and finally, after being instructed by others, a famous Feng Shui master was hired.The Feng Shui master asked them to fill in the earth pit, burn incense near the river, pay homage to the King of the Yellow River, and then go down to drill steel.The steel brazing came in at the sound, and there was no problem at all.Everyone thought it was weird, and when they opened the pit, there was only a thick layer of black charcoal under the pit, and the old tree could not be found no matter what.

In the 1980s, an old city by the Yellow River underwent urban reconstruction. The old city was demolished and rebuilt, rebuilt and demolished, and finally a blind road was built beside the Yellow River Bridge, which led directly to the Yellow River. This is so funny. Well, if there were blind people walking down this blind path, they would definitely go to the Yellow River to feed the bastards. Not only that, there are many strange zebra crossings painted on the streets of the ancient city, and some zebra crossings are even painted on the lawn, which makes people feel very surprised. Do pedestrians have to step on the lawn to cross the road?

Some time ago, I heard that the Yellow Committee recruited many people and asked them to wear river soldier uniforms from the Qing Dynasty and walk back and forth along the Yellow River shouting slogans loudly, which caused a lot of jokes. In fact, everyone does not understand that behind these seemingly absurd practices, there are actually many taboos hidden in the Yellow River, and even the secrets of the Yellow River that have been passed down for thousands of years. I can tell you that these blind roads and zebra crossings are not for people. These roads are reserved for objects in the Old Yellow River.

The ancient city of thousands of years, the ancient precepts handed down by the ancestors, every plant and tree has its origins, where and how to put an ancient brick or a stone tablet in the old city, there is a saying, no A sentence or two can explain clearly. It's still the same old saying, things in the old Yellow River, I can't tell. If you ask me how I know this, I have to start from the beginning. My surname is Bai, and my first name is Bai Shitou. The name sounds earthy, but it actually has a lot of meaning.Many old people on the Yellow River knew that I was born as a river worker for generations.My Bai family's ancestral home is in Beijing. If you open the Bai family tree, you will find that my grandfather's name is Bai Miao, my father's name is Bailang, and others include Baishui, Baishan, Baisha, and Baiyu.

In our Bai family, there is a very strange family rule that descendants of the Bai family can only engage in two professions for generations: river workers or craftsmen.Those with water in their names will be craftsmen walking on the Yellow River, and those with the meaning of rocks in their names will be river workers guarding the Yellow River. This weird family rule has lasted for an unknown number of years. It is easy to understand that river workers are those who manage the Yellow River. Those who govern the Yellow River have both officials and people. For example, the Yellow Commission for Yellow River governance belongs to the officials. Calculate.

What needs special explanation here is the craftsmen of the Yellow River. The craftsmen mentioned here do not refer to the craftsmen who play tricks on the streets, but only refer to the craftsmen who mine gold on the Yellow River.The gold diggers of the Yellow River came from the ancient Kinmen, and they had a special set of incisions. The gold miners did not talk about gold, and they claimed to be craftsmen. They walked the Yellow River and ate the food rewarded by the King of the Yellow River.It is said that this Yellow River craftsman will be able to find gold mines hidden in the Yellow River by using ancient gold mining methods such as "viewing mountains", "distinguishing water", "pressing veins", and "seeking gold".

I have heard these things from my grandfather. My grandfather is the last Yellow River craftsman in the Bai family, and there are many legends about him. Some people say that he knows the art of gold mining in the golden gate, and can see a faint golden line from the turbid Yellow River, follow the golden line to feel the golden vein, and walk along the golden vein to find the gold mine hidden in the Yellow River. gold mine.It is also said that when my grandfather discovered a large gold mine in the Yellow River when he was young, he secretly cast the gold sand into dozens of gold bricks, painted them black with ink, and buried them secretly in the ground. , You can rely on these gold to make a comeback. I never believed in these legends. In my impression, grandpa is just a boring little old man who sits under the old pomegranate tree in the yard with a pot of Xinyang Maojian all day long, squinting at a white stone with various patterns erected in the courtyard. Sometimes, when my grandfather is in a good mood, he also tells me some stories about the Yellow River. He said that the most mysterious thing about the Yellow River is not the Yellow River water that has flowed for millions of years, but the ancient Yellow River road that has buried countless ancient relics.You can never imagine what weird things are buried under the thick silt. He said that in the ancient Yellow River road, turtles as big as locomotives were dug out, which were giant turtles; there were ancient tombs washed away by the Yellow River, revealing a pair of jade coffins, next to which was a vat full of gold ingots.He also saw a snake skeleton as thick as a room in the Yellow River. It was the legendary Yellow River Jiaolong.In addition, there are rustless ancient swords, iron rhinoceros and copper monkeys in Zhenhe, ancient tripods with engraved inscriptions, and even entire ancient cities buried under the Yellow River. Of course, there will be all kinds of strange fish in the Yellow River. My grandfather said that one year when he passed the Kaifeng section of the Yellow River at night, he could see the bottom of the water overflowing from a long distance, and the aquatic plants could be seen clearly.He lay down by the river and saw many strange fish gathered under the water. These fish were as big as a palm, and the light was shot from these strange fish. He said that he has also seen this kind of strange fish that can emit light a few times later. The light emitted by this fish will change with the moon's full moon. Chu, at the beginning of the month, only a faint yellow light can be emitted. These strange fish are very weird, they either don't appear, or they appear in hundreds of thousands, sometimes entrenched on a big rock at the bottom of the river, and sometimes floating collectively on the water surface, as if they are holding some mysterious ceremony. In the Heze section of the Yellow River, my grandfather has seen fish as big as a house. There was a severe drought that year, and the Yellow River stopped flowing. A fish the size of a room was stranded in the river, with half of its spine exposed in the water. It opened and closed its mouth and struggled to breathe. The head of the fish was as big as a truck, with a big hard lump bulging on it, and a few red whiskers attached to the mouth of the fish, which were as thick as fingers. The local people saw that the fish was so big that they hurriedly called the blind fortune teller.The blind man counted his fingers and said that this is a Yellow River carp that has been cultivated for hundreds of years. The hard bumps on its head are seven layers of dragon scales. When the dragon scales on its head fall off, it will grow horns. Going to become a dragon.This time the carp is in trouble, everyone must help it, once it rises to become a dragon, it will surely bless our village with good weather and good harvest every year. Everyone also suspected that this fish was the real body of the King of the Yellow River, so they hurriedly organized strong labor to dig deep into the river channel, trying to draw the water of the Yellow River here and send this big fish away.On the one hand, women and children were organized to continuously pour water on the fish's head, one to prevent it from dehydrating, and the other is to repel mosquitoes and flies for it. Everyone was busy all day, but finally the big fish died in the river.It was hot at that time, and the fish rotted and smelt quickly, making the whole village look like a big dung tank.Everyone asked the blind man to come up with an idea, and the blind man asked everyone to cover their mouths and noses, pick out the fish meat, set it up and burn it, and built a Yellow River Dawang Temple with the fish skeleton, so that people would worship on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, so as to keep the fish alive. All are safe. My grandfather said that he had also encountered a flying fish with two thin wings growing from the fins and a long beard under the head.This fish likes to flap its wings and fly low over the water in the evening, and then hit the fishing net and was caught by fishermen.When the fishermen were about to kill it to eat meat, my grandfather replaced it with a jug of good wine. Later, a Yellow River Aquatic Biology Museum was established on the banks of the Yellow River. The museum collected rare creatures in the Yellow River from the people. My grandfather donated the weird and weird things collected over the years. The curator is the first group of experts who studied abroad, and stayed on the banks of the Yellow River for the rest of his life. He collected a lot of Yellow River keels, three-legged fish, snakes, scorpions, and fish-billed crocodiles, soaked them in formalin solution, and made them into precious treasures. Yellow River specimen. As a result, one year the Yellow River broke through and the museum was flooded.Strange to say, the flood was not that big at the time, and after the water receded, it was found that there was nothing wrong with the museum, that is, all the strange biological specimens of the Yellow River collected by the old curator were washed away by the water, and there was nothing left.These first-hand secret information about the strange creatures in the Yellow River have since sunk into the water and never appeared again. The old curator burst into tears, and wept loudly for a while, and ran straight to the Yellow River and was about to throw himself into the river. No one could stop him, but he was persuaded by an old river worker with a soft word. He said: "These things are gone, that's fine, how long do you want to keep them?" I didn't understand the story at the time, and I didn't understand why the old curator, who was looking for death and life, was persuaded by this light sentence. Many years later, I wandered on the Yellow River for half my life, and after experiencing too many strange events on the Yellow River, I gradually understood: The secret of the Yellow River belongs only to the Yellow River that has been running for millions of years.No matter what the secret is, it will eventually turn into a pool of turbid yellow water in the Yellow River, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, leaving nothing behind. Of course, these are things for later. My father's name is Bailang. According to the rules of our Bai family, he was supposed to be a gold digger on the Yellow River, but for some reason, he ended up as a well-behaved river worker. In the 22nd year of the Republic of China (1933), the national government established the Yellow River Water Conservancy Committee to recruit talents from river workers. My father was recruited into the Yellow River Committee because he had studied for several years. After liberation, the Hebei-Shandong-Henan Yellow River Management Committee was renamed the Yellow River Committee, and my father was incorporated into the New Yellow River Committee. In 1954, the Yellow Committee moved from Kaifeng to Zhengzhou, and our family also moved to Zhengzhou. What my grandfather meant was that after my father retired, I would take over from my father and also join the Yellow River Commission as a river worker to control the Yellow River.However, at the age when I took over, the vigorous "Cultural Revolution" broke out in China, and the state organs were paralyzed.His father's work in the national government was also found out, and he was labeled as "consistently reactionary", "internal traitor", and "spy" and imprisoned in a cowshed. At that time, the whole country called for "Young intellectuals to go to the countryside, broaden the world, and make a lot of achievements." I also felt that staying at home was too boring, so I signed up with everyone in a daze, and was sent to a place called Shanghe Village in Sanmenxia to jump in the queue. Before leaving, I said goodbye to my grandfather.Grandpa's health was getting worse and worse, and his speech was slurred. He lay on the rattan chair under the pomegranate tree all day long, staring at the white stone, and he didn't respond to anyone telling him.I said goodbye to my grandfather, just to say hello to him, I stood behind my grandfather and shouted: "Grandpa, I'm going to join the queue at Shanghe Village in Sanmenxia, ​​and I won't be back until the Chinese New Year, when I come back, I'll bring you a Yellow River carp! "After I finished speaking, I turned around and left, and my grandfather suddenly spoke behind me. "Shitou, where do you think you're going?" Grandpa said suddenly, which startled me. I quickly turned around and said, "Grandpa, I'm going to Sanmenxia. There is a small village called Shanghe Village over there." Grandpa squinted his eyes. He looked at me for a while and said, "Shanghe Village? Where are there people?" "Yes, the person who took us said that there is a small village with a hundred or so people." Grandpa moved his lips a few times, as if he wanted to say something. Finally said nothing.