Chapter 6 Chapter Two Taboos of the Yellow River Yamen

He said, I know, a lot of people call me "iron-mouthed" behind my back, and only recognize the system but not the people. In fact, people don't know, and I really can't help it.What happened on the Old Yellow River? It’s so evil. If you talk about many things, it’s feudal superstition. We dare not mention them, right? I slapped his flattery fiercely, saying that what Director Zhang said was too true, the grandsons of monkeys have not lost their lanugo hair, what do they know! He waved his hand, thinking about my words, and went on to say, when the Republic of China was founded, I was working by the Yellow River, and there was no Yellow Committee at that time.Our Yellow Committee was originally established by the Kuomintang in 1933, and the director at that time was Kong Xiangrong, the cousin of the great bureaucrat Kong Xiangxi. In 1946, the Hebei-Shandong-Henan Yellow River Management Committee was also established in the liberated area. After 1949, the Hebei-Shandong-Yuan Committee was renamed the Yellow River Water Conservancy Committee of the Ministry of Water Resources, referred to as the Yellow Committee. It was originally located in Kaifeng, and later moved to Zhengzhou with the provincial capital. It is our current Yellow Committee.

He squinted his eyes and said, I'm counting on my fingers now, from the time I joined the Yellow Commission to the present, in a flash, almost forty or fifty years have passed.In the past 40 to 50 years, I don’t know how many strange things on the Yellow River, taboos on the Yellow River, many things, I can’t say, anyway, some of them have been experienced by me, some are jokes after drinking, half truth and half truth False, true or false, I will just tell you casually today, and you will just listen casually, let’s not talk about this matter. When I heard that the leader of Ganqing wanted to tell us the ghost story of the Yellow River, he hurriedly slapped his chest loudly, and said that even if the enemy put me on a tiger bench, poured pepper water, and used beauty tricks, he would never reveal a word.

Tie Zuizhang nodded, he lit a cigarette, smoked half of it in one breath, and then began to tell us. He said that the Yellow River has nine floods every ten years, which has brought disaster to the country and the people, so all dynasties have regarded river affairs as the top priority.The person in charge of rectifying the Yellow River is called He Gong, who is in charge of the affairs of the Yellow River.In the thirty-seventh year of Kangxi (1699), a special branch called Hebing was set up to be responsible for flood control of the Yellow River. You probably don't even know what a river soldier is.

River soldiers are a strange unit. In the Qing Dynasty, there were characters printed on the chest of military uniforms, some with "courage" and some with "soldier". These characters represented different types of arms.Bing is a regular army, and brave is a militia recruited temporarily. Zeng Guofan's Hunan Army, regiment training, etc. are all printed with the word "brave".The word "river" is printed on the military uniform of the river soldiers. This is an independent and weird barracks system. He Bing belonged to the green camp system, and the food and salary were specially approved by Emperor Qianlong. They were distributed according to the ratio of "war two and eight guards" (one tael and five coins per month for war silver, and one tael per month for Shou silver). As for promotion, if you die on duty, you can also be compensated according to the military merit regulations.

It can be said that the treatment of He Bing is very good, but few people go. Not only were few people going, even if someone was forcibly arrested and recruited as a river soldier, they would do everything possible to escape. Let me give you an example. In the thirty-seventh year of Kangxi (1699), the number of river soldiers was 2,000. Three years later, there were less than 800 left, and more than half of them ran away and died.Later, it was too late, and in the seventh year of Jiaqing (1803), 400 people were urgently allocated from Tianjin and Xuanhua to make up the number. It is said that when soldiers eat food, carry guns and fight, there is nothing to run away. The key is that the nature of the work of He soldiers is different.

The other arms deal with bandits, thieves, and foreigners. What does the river soldier deal with? and the Yellow River. To be precise, it is an evil object in the Yellow River. Not only the Yellow River, but even the yamen that govern the Yellow River are strange inside and out. Let’s just talk about our Yellow Committee. Before liberation, there was an unwritten rule within the Yellow Committee that strictly prohibited words such as “burst”, “soaked”, and “leakage”. In official documents and letters, these words were also avoided as much as possible. words. Let me give you an extreme example. At that time, official documents were copied by hand. When copying official documents, there was an unwritten rule, which was to write the word "口" in official documents as small as possible, the smaller the better, and seal the word on all sides. If you die, you can't leave a gap. If you leave a gap, the mouth of the Yellow River will not be blocked tightly!

If someone shakes his hand, unfortunately writes the word "mouth" big, and happens to not seal his mouth, then the light one will be scolded, and the serious one will be sent away directly. This is a taboo that has been passed down by the Yellow Committee for decades. It is said that this rule has been passed down for hundreds of years. There are two people who abide by this rule the most. One is Yuan Shikai who became the emperor for eighty-three days.There is another one, Kong Xiangrong, the descendant of Kong Shengren Bafang. He also has another identity, he is the cousin of Kong Xiangxi, the Kong family of the four major families at that time.

Yuan Shikai served as the Shandong River Administration in the twenty-seventh year of Guangxu (1902). He "served with all his heart" for the river affairs, "worked for the country", and believed in the mysterious customs of the Yellow River. When Kong Xiangrong was in charge of the Yellow Committee, it was at a time when the warlords were fighting, the river affairs were slack, and the Yellow River was constantly flooded.This descendant of Confucius, the cousin of the great bureaucrat, is very superstitious about the King of the Yellow River. When he blocked the mouth, he would personally throw "Zhenhai sand" wrapped in a red cloth into the Yellow River, and built a king's statue on the construction site. The rice temple is dedicated to the kings and generals of the Yellow River. When Guantai was blocked, he personally greeted General Hutou and burned incense to pay homage to the King of the Yellow River.But don't tell me, after he burned incense and worshiped like this, the flood of the Yellow River was greatly reduced, and he became a sage of Confucius who benefited both sides of the Yellow River.

Not only the Yellow Committee was like this, Liu Zhi, then chairman of Henan Province, even bowed to escort the King of the Yellow River into the water (included in the 1992 edition of "Anecdote of Zhongzhou" by Shanghai Bookstore). Seeing this, you might say that Liu Zhi is a stupid and superstitious corrupt official. But no. Liu Zhi was one of the few good officials in the Republic of China. He didn't smoke, drink, gamble, prostitute, or show off. He served as an instructor at the Whampoa Military Academy, one of Chiang Kai-shek's Five Tiger Generals, and a respected official by Henan people.

He attached great importance to education. During his administration, he built the Henan Stadium and the iconic auditorium of Henan University. When he was transferred from Henan, more than 20,000 people saw him off in Zhengzhou alone. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, Liu Zhi arrived in Luohe from Nanyang to preside over the surrender ceremony of the fifth war zone. Along the way, people set up incense cases, lit firecrackers and cheered along the way. In fact, on this issue, we must also seek truth from facts, and the KMT is not all bad people. However, he looked at the two of us and said leisurely: "Have you two ever thought about why these people are superstitious about the taboos of the old Yellow River?"

Are those so-called kings of the Yellow River superstitious? It's still the same sentence, it's hard to tell what happened in the ancient Yellow River. After saying this, he kept shaking his head and sighing, and then talked about some strange things about the Yellow River, which surprised me a little bit. Later, when he came out of the Yellow River Committee, he looked back at the unremarkable old house and felt that the soles of his feet were popping up. Air-conditioning, everyone knows that the Yellow River is evil, but no one thought that even the Yamen of the Yellow River is so evil! After returning home, I had nothing to do. I looked through a pile of old notes left by my father at home. The notes were full of data such as the water level of the Yellow River and the size of the Yellow River. The pen wrote a paragraph: "Two dragons descended from heaven, male and female, Kongjia couldn't eat, so he didn't get the Huanlong family. After Tao and Tang Dynasty declined, there was Liu Lei, who learned from the Huanlong family to serve Kongjia. Kong Jia bestowed the surname Yulong, after receiving the pig Wei. A female dragon died, to eat the Empress Xia. The Empress Xia asked for it, and moved away in fear." - "Historical Records Xia Benji" If it was in the past, I would definitely think that these words are fart, what is not a dragon, it is all caused by the dutiful sons and grandsons of the feudal society!But after this experience in Sanmenxia, ​​I gradually began to accept that there are indeed strange creatures of one kind or another in the Yellow River, especially the strange wharf in Shanghe Village, what kind of underwater creature left the slippery layer of slime on the granite? Yes, I can't figure it out. But I am also a little surprised, how could my father, a pragmatic and honest Heyan Liuzi, be interested in dragons and write it down in his work notes? I read it again and again, and the more I read it, the more nonsense it became. The story actually said that someone could raise a dragon. How about this dragon?What do you feed it every day, and where do you feed it for such a big one? I shook my head, put the notes aside, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling boredly. Looking at it, an idea popped up in my mind, and I froze there. At that time, we met the old party secretary in Shanghe Village, and what Zhu Yan said to the old party secretary was, "I am suffering from farming problems, and we are here." At that time, I thought that the name of the old party secretary should be "Suffering from Agricultural Affairs". At that time, many people changed their names to Hongqizhuan in order to express their support for the revolution and the party. I took it for granted at the time that the old party secretary wanted to pretend Cheng was so worried about agricultural production that he named it.In fact, you only need to use your heels to figure it out. Shanghe Village is a fishing village. The fishing village does not do production, but also engages in nonsense farming! In fact, the three words Zhu Yan called the old branch secretary at the time were not "suffering from farming affairs", but "Huanlong's family". The Huanlong clan is an ancient family that can tame dragons in ancient legends! Damn it, I always thought Shanghe Village was weird, but I never thought that the villagers of Shanghe Village are descendants of the Huanlong clan!No wonder they want to live in such a desolate and remote place, hidden among the mountains and rivers, so they secretly raise dragons in the Yellow River! The strange wharf I saw at the time, the evil-looking Yellow River pool, was originally used to raise dragons!When we saw the old village chief, he was holding a basin in his hand, probably throwing food to the dragon. No wonder there was a huge black shadow in the fog, and there was a thick layer of slime on the granite of the pier. Make trouble! The more I think about it, the more I feel that Shanghe Village is unfathomable. According to the old village head, they moved here since the Tang Dynasty. Could it be that they have raised dragons there for more than a thousand years? ! Thinking about it again, the mysterious old village head, the dumb head, and even the foolish Sun, many of his words seemed to have deep meaning, but I couldn't hear them at the time. What is the origin of this village? How did they raise dragons in the Yellow River?Whose is that bloody military cap in Fool Sun's hand?What was the sacred object that the brain said at the time to protect the village? I thought about it, but couldn't figure it out, and finally fell asleep on the bed with the diary in my arms. After a few days, we set off. Before leaving, my mother told me that my father said a word to her before leaving. I hurriedly asked her: What are you talking about? She said: The day before your father disappeared, he seemed to have a premonition, but he didn't tell me anything, and finally said before going to bed, if he comes back this time, let me tell you, no one will believe it in the future. I was stunned: no one can believe it? My mother nodded firmly and said, "Yes, he meant that everyone, including me and your dad, you can't believe it!" I opened my mouth wide in surprise, even my own mother and I couldn't believe it, it's too wicked! My mother didn't understand what my father meant either, but she said: I also find it strange about this, but your father has said this, and there is always his reason.Anyway, just listen, no harm! I nodded, took this sentence seriously in my heart, turned and left. This time there were three people, besides me and the monkey, the leader was Huang Xiaoli. Huang Xiaoli didn't mention what happened that day at all, and introduced each other generously, and then explained the mission this time. We were all young people, and we got to know each other not long after. We walked and chatted, and I was also curious to ask her, the Yellow River runs well, why do we have to dig it every year?Also, why is the Yellow River getting more and more blocked, breaking through every year? She said that the Yellow River is a long river flowing from east to west, with a total length of 5,464 kilometers. Nine provinces and autonomous regions, including Shanxi, Henan, and Shandong, finally flow into the Bohai Sea.After the Yellow River came out of Qinghai, it carried a large amount of silt on the Loess Plateau. The silt settled down to the lower reaches of the Yellow River and accumulated more and more. Some riverbeds of the Yellow River were even higher than the city walls, and the Yellow River became a hanging river.This is why the Yellow River always diverts its course, and its destructive power is much greater than that of any other river. The monkey also asked her, what happened to the ancient Yellow River Road? Huang Xiaoli said that after the Yellow River breaks its embankment, the Yellow River will no longer follow the previous channel, but will follow the newly opened channel.The river course was abandoned in the past, and it is called the ancient course of the Yellow River, also known as the old course of the Yellow River.Although the Yellow River Ancient Road is no more than the Yellow River, a lot of silt has accumulated in the ancient road. It may rain heavily one day, and the rain will pour into the river, causing floods.Therefore, in the dry season of the Yellow River, the Yellow River Committee organizes local farmers to clear the silt, that is, to clear the silt from the bottom of the river and pile it on the embankment. This "digging the river" seems simple, but in fact, every time the river is dug, many unexpected things will be dug out. It is the entire ancient city, so every time dredging will encounter many incredible things. I was dumbfounded when I heard that, I really never thought that there are so many good things under the Yellow River, and I remembered that my brain had also said that some weird things often rushed out of the Yellow River beach.Thinking of this, I also sighed, wondering if my brain had escaped from the big water. I thought again, I don’t know if the place I went this time was the place where my father disappeared. Looking at the long Yellow River, I felt that the road ahead was long and full of pain, so I couldn’t help sighing again. The place we went to this time has a very ancient place name called Mi.The local people said that the word "Mi" was originally the surname of the Chu State, and their ancestors were originally the nobles of the Chu State, and were given the surname of the State by the emperor. Jing" and other surnames, and most of the aborigines here have these surnames.Midi is quite old-fashioned, likes strong wine, favors literature and martial arts, and the folk customs are tough. Children who seldom read books love to practice martial arts. On the loess, groups of children hold willow sticks and compete with each other there. No matter how poor the adults are, When the child grows up, he will sell food and drink, and ask the local boxer to teach the child some boxing and kicking skills. Huang Xiaoli said that this is a typical village on the banks of the old Yellow River, with many sandstorms, salinity, waterlogging, and depressions, so it is called "old alkali nest". "Old alkali nest" has a high degree of alkalinity, and no crops grow. It cannot produce one season of grain a year, and it is impossible to grow anything. We directly approached the local production team leader, who patted his chest and promised that everything grows on the sun, and our peasants rely on the leadership of the party. Now that the leaders have spoken, we promise to complete the task with quality and quantity!Within a few days, the brigade mobilized a group of people to dig a hole more than half a meter deep on the high ground on the river beach, spread straw inside, put a tripod on it, cover it with reed mats and linoleum, and light a dim lantern. , Set up a river work shed.The embankment was filled with colorful flags, the wires were connected, and a tweeter was set up on an old willow tree, and the speakers kept playing: sailing the seas by the helmsman All things grow by the sun Rain and dew nourish the seedlings Revolutionary Relying on Mao Zedong Thought Fish cannot live without water Melon cannot be separated from the seedling The revolutionary masses cannot do without the Communist Party As soon as the trumpet sounded, the vigorous atmosphere unique to that era came out. It was the first time for me to participate in this kind of collective labor, and I was also a little excited. I and the monkey were helping the villagers push the wheelbarrow to transport mud, commanding and commanding, and some labor A glorious sense of accomplishment.As a result, after working for a few days, I was so tired that I felt dizzy and weak, and couldn't straighten my waist. I couldn't take a rest until it was time to eat.We ate a big pot of rice. The dish was a big pot of spicy soup with a few vegetable leaves floating on it. The rice was cornmeal nests, which the locals called "Golden Pagoda".I saw that the conditions were too difficult, so I was quite embarrassed, but they persuaded me instead, saying that there is "Golden Pagoda" to eat, Hu spicy soup to drink, and there are women waiting at home, so what are you planning these days?They said, what was the steamed cornbread in the past? They peeled off the corncobs, ground the insides into flour, and ate it with steamed steamed cornbread. The stuff was bitter and astringent, sometimes mixed with sweet potato leaves, and swallowed. , I wish I could make a hole in my throat. After getting acquainted with them, I also started to talk about my father, asking them if there was a Yellow River expedition team here, and if anyone disappeared nearby?Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened my mouth, they became vigilant and seriously questioned what I meant. Their ancestors have been honest people in the local area for generations. As God’s grandpa testifies, they have never done anything unconscionable or killed anyone! I didn't dare to say anything more, so I just smiled sarcastically, saying that I'm just idle and have nothing to do, chatting nonsense, nonsense, ha ha. This section of the ancient Yellow River is not long. After two weeks of digging, only the last section of the river was left. There was a lot of water in that section of the Yellow River. Why did everyone splash the water with a shovel for a long time, but it was still not clean? An earthen weir was built in the river, and as soon as people entered the water, they found that the water in the remaining pool was very strange, icy cold, and people could not stand it after standing for a while. Dozens of people took turns splashing the water for a long time, and there was no shortage of water. People kept muttering, saying that this ancient road is probably leading to the sea eye, and they can't finish it no matter what.There was really no way, so we applied for the adjustment of several water pumps, set them up on the weir, and pumped for a whole day and night before pumping out the accumulated water in the ancient road. I thought I was fine, but when I was talking to Huang Xiaoli by the river, I heard someone shouting, "Fish, what a big fish!" Huang Xiaoli looked surprised, and went to look with me, and saw that after the river was drained, there was only a small sunken puddle, and there were indeed many big fish in the puddle, flopping about in the water. Fish, everyone is no longer afraid of the cold water, they beat gongs and drums and went into the water to catch fish. After someone caught the fish, they yelled, the eyes of this fish are red, why are they red? We leaned over to have a look, the fish was about a foot long, white all over, without scales like a catfish, and its eyes were really red, like the eyes of a rabbit.I have never seen a fish with red eyes. An old seaman who once ran a boat on the sea pinched the body of the fish, looked at the fish eyes carefully, and concluded that this fish must not be a fish in the Yellow River. It is a deep sea fish.Many fish in the deep sea have never seen sunlight in their lives, their bodies are white, and their eyes are red.During the tsunami, many big fish and water monsters in the deep sea were washed up on the beach, and their eyes were red.Of course, he said, many fish in deep and large grottoes have never seen sunlight in their lives, and their eyes may be red. Hearing what he said, the monkey looked around the deep pit, and found a crack in the deep pit, and water seeped out. He ordered people to dig in along the deep pit, cleaned the sticky yellow mud inside, and saw A large piece of soil suddenly sank, revealing a huge mud hole at the bottom of the river.The mud hole was so big that it could run away from a train. I don't know how deep it was. It looked eerie and extremely smelly, and cold water kept flowing out. It seemed that the fish should have flowed out of this deep hole. I think this cave is too weird. The ancient Yellow River road has been going on for millions of years, and an ancient cave is sealed underneath. It might be the lair of some kind of beast. It’s better not to move, just to tell the monkeys to evacuate, someone But he screamed and backed away, yelling, it's not good, it's not good, the mansion of the Yellow River King came out again, everyone, run away!The monkey's expression changed, he grabbed the man and asked him what was going on?I think the monkey's reaction is a bit abnormal. I just wanted to persuade him to pay attention to the relationship between the masses, but the man said tremblingly in a crying voice, this... this is what... this is the mansion of the Yellow River King, if you move it, you will have trouble , the last time someone went in, they disappeared... When I heard what he said, I was suddenly excited, and roared like a donkey: You said someone is missing? !Who is missing? !Where was it missing? ! The man was so strangled by me that he only pointed to the deep pit with his finger and told me that it was such a deep pit. He saw someone go in with his own eyes and never came out again.I let go of my hand, found a torch to light up the night battle, and waded through the cold water to the entrance of the cave to take a photo. The cave was about half the size of a room, and the entrance was round, opening downward, and the gloomy cold wind seeped out. It's quite deep, and if you want to go down, you have to use a basket to hang it in. In any case, this is related to my father's comfort, I will definitely go down, the monkey heard that I want to go down, and he will follow me to death, he yelled in style, there may be cultural relics down here, he wants to represent Huang Wei Will go down to clean up, and wink at Huang Xiaoli after speaking.Huang Xiaoli bit her lip and looked at us, hesitated for a long time, finally nodded, but told us to be careful. There were a lot of baskets for soil on the construction site. The team leader had someone find two sturdy ones, tied them with hemp ropes, and carefully hung us two in front of each other.Not long after the monkey’s basket was hung down, I heard a few screams from inside. I hurriedly called him and asked him what’s the matter. After a while, the monkey said in a low voice, “Mother Xipi, the mother of the shoes fell into the water!”I was so angry that I scolded him. The night was long and dreamy, so I quickly went down to the cave. I don’t know what the purpose of this cave is.I went down to a depth of more than ten meters, and found that the more I went down, the bigger it was, and at the bottom, it was relatively open.At first I thought there would be water at the bottom, and I was afraid that I would not be able to go down, but I took a torch to illuminate it, only to find that there were still many small holes leading to the bottom, and the accumulated water had already flowed away along the small holes. I got out of the basket at ease, and illuminated the surroundings with a torch, and found that there were a few large bones scattered in the hole, which looked like cow bones. When I walked forward, there was a layer of large and small bones piled up on the ground. I was terrified when I saw it , quickly stopped the monkey in front, and asked him if he found anything? The monkey looked nervous and said, "Old Bai, what do you think I found?" The monkey spoke with a vibrato, and I heard him speak seriously, so I hurriedly followed him. In front, there is a pile of bones piled up like a hill, with all kinds of bones.I took a photo, and the golden light shone in the Bone Mountain, and there were a lot of gold chains and jewels. I guess people had rotted into bones, and the remaining gold and silver jewelries were still hanging on the skeletons.The Bone Mountain was eerie and terrifying, and the hairs all over my body stood on end. I thought the monkey was talking about this, and wanted to show my boldness. For example, when the light was off, it was just a pile of rotten bones. He pulled the monkey and wanted to leave, but the monkey kept silent for a long time before saying: "Old Bai, I'm talking about the thing under the bone mountain." Is there something still under the bone mountain?I couldn't figure it out. I looked around and saw that there were hundreds of sentences in this pile of bones. I didn't know what was under it.But the monkey pointed to the bone mountain solemnly and said, there is an iron chain under it. As soon as I heard the iron chain, my nerves tensed up. The iron chain extending to the ghost cave of the Yellow River, the iron chain of the big tripod hanging in the bottomless abyss, is there an iron chain here? I was also a little apprehensive, but I was embarrassed to say it out. I didn't expect the monkey, which is always as timid as a mouse, to be extremely brave this time. It kicked and pulled a small pile of bones. Under the pile of bones, there was indeed a huge monster. iron chains.The iron chain was about the thickness of a wrist, extending deep into the ground, I don't know how long it was. The monkey looked straight at the iron chain and said, "Pull it off!" I thought he was crazy, such a wrist-thick iron chain, I don't know where it leads, why pull it away? But before I could say it, the monkey was already squatting on the ground and exerting force on the iron chain. Although I was reluctant and kept scolding him, I still tried my best to pull it a little bit. He was so tired that he collapsed on the ground. I squinted and stared at the monkey's joke. I didn't expect this grandson to be so persistent. He even found a beef leg bone, made a crowbar, and wrapped the thick iron chain around him. Suddenly, another deep hole appeared in the ground. The deep cave is very cold, and the wind blows like a bottomless abyss, which makes my torch dim. I think this ancient cave is getting more and more mysterious. Could it be that this is the real ancient cave of the Yellow River? But the monkey insisted that there was probably an ancient tomb underneath. When digging the river, we often come across ancient tombs, many of which are buried deep in the ground. Most of them were washed out when the Yellow River diverted its course. Some people also built the tombs to prevent them from being stolen, and diverted them into the Yellow River water after they were built.Generally, when encountering such a thing, the villagers also tacitly understand it. Everyone opened the coffin and swept away the gold and silver, and no one said anything. I experienced the scene behind the Yellow River ghost cave, and I have resistance to such a deep underground cave. Besides, although this ancient cave is not small, it doesn't look like anyone has entered it. My father and the others should have nothing to do with this place. I just wanted to retreat, monkey But slipped out and got in, and couldn't pull it. I was so angry that I scolded the monkey for being unorganized and unrecorded. If such a person goes to the battlefield, he must be dealt with by military law.Scolding is scolding, I was also afraid that something would happen to him, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and sneak in.After entering, I found that the inside is made of marble, and the space is very large. It really looks like an ancient tomb. The ancient tomb is gloomy, and there are strange echoes when I speak. I dare not speak loudly, so I lower my voice. monkey. At this time, the fire in front of him flickered and went out again, and a person squatted on the ground in the fire. I was angry and fussy, and cursed: "Fucking monkey, how dare you play mysteries for me!" I walked over to light it with a torch, but I was stunned for a while. It was empty and there was no one there. Could it be my eyesight?I rubbed my eyes. At this time, there was another flash of fire in the depths of the cave. I was about to chase after it, but there was a shout from behind, "Old Bai!" I agreed casually, but I felt that it was wrong. It was obviously the fire that appeared in front, so why was the monkey calling me from behind? I was cold all over, I gritted my teeth and turned around, and illuminated it with a torch, and the one behind me was indeed a monkey. The monkey looked at me with a nervous face and a pale face, and didn't speak for a while. I still had some doubts, and asked the monkey, why didn't you light the torch? The monkey waved his hand, and a flame appeared in his hand. He said, I am used to using fire. I was relieved and cursed, you kid is not a craftsman, what the hell are you using?Dung beetles are on the road, what kind of truck are you loading? After cursing a few words, I felt much more at ease. I just wanted to tell the monkey about the living dead, but the monkey said that he found a strange coffin inside, and there were many good things in it. When I heard him say it, I had completely forgotten about the eighteen generations of my ancestors, so I hurriedly followed him. I don’t know how many years this ancient tomb has been submerged in the water. The tomb was washed away by the water, and the inside was full of mud. The monkey and I were stuck in the mud. It took a lot of effort to walk a step, and finally we saw a horizontal in the tomb. White jade sarcophagus. The jade sarcophagus was made of very good material, almost transparent, and one could vaguely see what was lying inside.The monkey and I lifted the lid of the sarcophagus a few times, but couldn't lift it. I was so angry and annoyed that I decided to find a big stone and smashed the lid of the coffin with a few bangs. Pity that good jade coffin lid, I smashed it to pieces with a few bangs, and the jade coffin kept dripping out. I was afraid that a dead person would suddenly pop out of the coffin to settle accounts with me. Let’s take a look later There was no movement, so I gritted my teeth, and took a torch to shine inside, and saw some white and translucent fish and shrimp jumping there in the sarcophagus, but they were not dead yet. I was dumbfounded all of a sudden, there is no one in this jade coffin! The monkey also found it strange, so he lit a few fire folders and threw them into the jade coffin, only to find that the coffin was bare and contained nothing but a big turtle the size of a manhole cover.Strange to say, the shell of a turtle is usually dark brown, but this one is pure white, like a fake turtle carved out of jade.The monkey and I were originally curious, even if we took out any funeral objects, we had to turn them in. At this time, we saw a big white turtle lying in the jade coffin, and thought it was interesting, so we took it out and found that it was a white turtle shell . I took a light with a torch, and found that the tortoise shell was carved with some strange patterns, densely packed, which looked like oracle bone inscriptions.I looked at it for a few times, but of course I couldn’t understand it. I suddenly remembered something and looked again carefully, only to find that the strange pattern on the shell of this white turtle was actually the same as the pattern on the ancient tripod hanging from the bottomless abyss. Somewhat similar! I was still watching, but the monkey found a piece of animal bone and knocked on the jade coffin. After listening for a while, he suddenly said: "Old Bai, is the bottom of this coffin empty?" He explained to me that the knocking sound of the jade coffin was wrong, and there should be a secret room underneath. I'm also interested, this jade coffin is so weird, if there is a secret way hidden underneath, is there any treasure hidden underneath? Thinking this way, the monkey and I tried our best to push the white jade coffin away, and sure enough, a big black hole was exposed underneath. I used a torch to shine a light on the bottom, and when I saw clearly what was inside, I couldn't help screaming. Under the big hole, there was a person sitting upright. It is said to be a big cave, but it is actually only the size of a room. On a black stone in the middle of the big cave, there is a person wearing a black animal skin, sitting there cross-legged, as if asleep. Suddenly seeing a big living person in such a place makes my hair stand on end. This ancient cave has been sealed in the ancient road of the Yellow River. I don't know how many years. How could there be people in it?I yelled loudly: Monkey? !monkey? ! This fucking monkey disappeared again. I was so frightened that my legs and feet were weak, and just about to run back, a hand stretched out in the darkness, put it softly on my shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Old Bai!" I was almost frightened out of my wits by the monkey, and my tongue got stuck. It took me a long time to recover, and I told him that something went wrong, that something went wrong, and there was actually a big living person here! The monkey was relatively calm. He took a look first, then jumped into the hole, lit it with a torch, and said after a long time: "The dead are all mummies." Hearing what he said, I felt a little relieved, and went in to have a look, and found that the man's skin was dry, tightly attached to the bones, and it was indeed a mummified corpse.The two hands of the mummy were placed in a strange posture, as if holding something in both hands, to whom it was dedicated. His hands shriveled like chicken feet, but the nails were as long as the palm of his hand. Under the firelight, they were crystal clear, as if they had turned into jade. I always felt that this mummy was weird, and I couldn’t tell where it was. After thinking about it for a while, I thought: This mummy is wrong. He’s been dead for so long, why are his nails still crystal clear?Could it be that after his death, his nails continued to grow? ! I took a light with the torch again, only to find that not only the nails, but also the man's hair had been growing, piled up thickly on the ground. At first I thought he was wearing some kind of animal skin, but it was not, he was covered with his own hair! Not only that, but when I was still in shock, the monkey calmly inspected the corpse and exclaimed in disbelief: "Old Bai, damn it, this damn mummy has three eyes!" I was also very nervous, so I comforted the monkey a few words, took a careful look at it with a torch, and found that the face of the mummy had already shriveled, two deep holes had been formed in the two eye sockets, and in the middle of his forehead, there was a fingernail-sized The round hole is covered with a layer of black gelatin, which looks the same as the two eyes below, but slightly smaller. I have heard that Erlang God in Li has opened his eyes and there is another eye on his forehead. I have never heard of anyone who really has a third eye. At that time, his hair was standing on end. . In the darkness, the monkey said faintly: "Old Bai... why do I feel, feel, his posture seems to be worshiping Buddha!" I was still in shock and said: Worship Buddha, what Buddha do you worship? The monkey took the torch in my hand and shone it along the direction that the man was holding. It didn't take long before it stopped moving. At that moment, the blood in my whole body seemed to be congealed, and my mouth was wide open, and I couldn't close it for a while. After such a long time, the monkey stumbled out one word, and only one word: "Dragon...Dragon...Dragon..." At the place where the weird mummies offered gifts with both hands, several thick iron chains hung above the huge ancient tomb. The iron chains were firmly tied to the four pillars at the four corners of the ancient tomb, and a huge creature was suspended in the middle. That huge creature is a dragon. The dragon was as thick as a train, with a head and a tail. The dragon's head was as big as a horse. It bared a group of big fangs that were more than half a meter long. The calf-thick iron chains are firmly attached to the dragon head, dragon body, dragon tail, and dragon claws, firmly fixing the whole dragon in mid-air, as if looking down on all living beings, as if it is going to break through the sky at any time. At that moment, I finally understood why the Chinese worshiped and sacrificed to the dragon. Although the dragon had been dead for many years, and the keel was firmly sealed with iron chains, Nilong died every year. Long Wei didn't dare, the domineering and majestic dragon suppressed me and the monkey firmly, and didn't even dare to move. After a long time, the monkey and I slowly regained our strength. Neither of us dared to do anything wrong. ，我和猴子还是腿脚发软，谁也不敢造次，后来恭恭敬敬给它叩了三个响头，两人这才恭恭敬敬地退了出去。 临走时，我觉得那块白龟壳子可能会和我们白家有些关系，考虑了再三，将那条白龟壳子带了出去。 上去后，我和猴子什么也没敢说，就说这底下就是一滩烂泥，我见底下有个白龟壳子，就顺手捡了出来。 乡亲们才松了一口气，各自干活去了，我却觉得黄晓丽好像看出来了什么，总是若有若无地盯着我的眼睛，看得我一阵阵燥热。