In the past, the "ghost market" that the old Beijingers called, also called the ghost market, or Xiaoshi, was divided into several places according to the location. Before and after the fourth watch, they all set up street stalls in the dark, and most of the things came from the wrong way. At that time, every night, there were often unidentified and suspicious figures wandering around in the East Market. It was difficult to distinguish people from ghosts, and the timid did not dare to make do with it. Speaking of the ghost market, let me first talk about a man named Blind Laoyi. Back then, there lived a lot of poor men who made a living outside the south gate. Carried to the cemetery for burial, this is to lift the pole for the dead, and to lift the pole for the living means to lift the sedan chair. The folks call it Shunkou. The place where the stewards live is called Gangfang Hutong. The place name is still in use today. The blind old Yi’s family lives in Gangfang Hutong Before Liberation, he made a living by robbing graves. He is an upside-down man in the jargon. According to this characteristic, he is called "blind old righteousness".

How bad is this person's eyesight?It is said that when he was walking on the street in broad daylight and saw a bundle of things on the ground, the blind old man was overjoyed and said to himself, "Whose fur has fallen?" Taking advantage of no one around, he wanted to pick it up and take it home. He stretched out his hand, only to hear two barks, and a big yellow dog ran away from the ground. Another time, Blind Old Yi bought two sesame seed cakes. The freshly baked sesame sesame seed cakes must be eaten while they are hot. It was cold and windy, so he stood under the wall to avoid the wind and ate them. The notices were all stamped with a big seal. The big seal was square in the early days, but later it was changed to a round seal. In those days, there were few people who could read. A foreigner came to see the notice. This person had never seen it before. The round seal, I thought that Old Yi was looking at it, so I asked him what the round one was. Pointing to the notice, he said, "It's not sesame seed cakes. What's on top?" Blind Old Yi said, "The ones on top are sesame seeds."

These things may not all be true, maybe someone deliberately made them up, but they have been passed around, people in and out of the city know that there is such a blind old man, and it is also heard that he was walking halfway and saw a tack fell from the ground , Glittering in the sun, Blind Old Yi thought it was a pearl, picked it up and pressed it and pierced his hand. He also blamed himself for his bad eyesight, and said bitterly, "Hey, it's a bug, it's bleeding from pinching." All in all, Blind Old Yi's eyes are really not very good, he can see chicken feathers flying all over the sky in the strong wind, he can see it as a sparrow, although he is not completely blind, he can't eat the bowl of rice in Daodou, and he has been in ghosts all year round since then. He set up a stall in the market to do business, and his business is different from others. There are a few bags of lamps on the ground, and lamps are matches. The old saying is called lamps. Exchanging lamps is called exchanging soft drums, and fetching lamps has the meaning of enlightenment, and the words Ming have the same meaning, telling others to only collect things from old graves, and he sits next to him, ignoring the people who come and go , Those who don't know each other will ignore it.

Blind Old Yi himself said that his eyes were strangely bad. When he was still in the business of fighting, one year he went to other provinces to dig out graves, and heard from a local fellow that there were strange things happening on their mountain. At night, there will be a ball of white light on the mountain. I don't know what it is. Looking up at the foot of the mountain, it looks like there are two bright moons. After listening to the blind old man, he thought it was an ancient tomb in the mountain, so he found out the way to find it. When he walked down the mountain in the evening, it was suddenly cloudy and thunder was rumbling. He was afraid of heavy rain, so he dared not go any further. There is Luming Ancient Temple next to him, and he intends to stay here overnight, but the temple has been abandoned for many years, and there is no monk before or after. He also does not believe in evil, so he lit an oil lamp and entered the Buddhist hall. He couldn’t close it when he pushed it open, so he found some straw to pave the floor, sat in the house alone, and ate a few pieces of dry food to satisfy his hunger. .

He was about to lie down with his clothes on and sleep for a while, but he heard strange noises outside the Buddha hall. Worried about encountering bandits, the blind old man hurried out of the house and hid behind the Buddha statue for a peek. The woman was wearing a blue cloth shirt. Blind Old Yi was shocked because he had been digging out graves all the year round, and he had extraordinary eyesight. He could see that the woman had a sinister air on her body, as if she had just crawled out of the grave. After entering the Buddhist hall, I knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, and at the same time, thunder and fire circled the hall like golden snakes. The blind old man was frightened and frightened. I don't know where this woman came from, but she wanted to avoid the thunder in the Buddhist hall of Luming Ancient Temple?

The woman also noticed that there was someone behind the Buddha statue, she raised her head suddenly, with six eyes on her face, the blind old man could not see well, she lowered her head and just wanted to run away, just as she pulled the door of the temple open, the woman chased him from behind, suddenly a thunderbolt came from the hall The shot came in through the door and hit the woman on the top of the head immediately, blind old Yi also passed out on the ground, his eyes were burned by the thunder fire at that time, he was blind but not blind, but his vision became more and more blurred.The next day, some mountain people passed by the ancient temple to rescue the blind Lao Yi, and then saw a big spider killed by lightning in the Buddhist temple. In the bright moon, I realized that the fellow villagers saw the light on the mountain because of this thing.

I have no way of knowing whether blind Laoyi really had this experience, anyway, I don’t really believe it, I heard that blind Laoyi saved my life, I belong to the snake, according to the tradition, I belong to the dragon, when I was three or four years old , my father came home from the night shift, and was riding a bicycle on a dirt road. He felt that the bicycle "squeaked" when he was riding, as if he had hit something. He stopped the car and found that the place he was riding just now was crushed to death. a snake.At that time, I didn't think much about it. I got on the bike and was about to leave, but a child blocked the way. The child pointed to his father and said, "It doesn't matter if you run me over to death. I will let the snake in your family pay for my life." After finishing speaking, he disappeared. up.After that, I had a high fever and talked nonsense at home, but no matter how I treated it, it didn't improve.Neighbors in the neighborhood said it was an evil move. Blind Laoyi was my grandfather's sworn brother, and our two families have an unusual relationship. My father knew that Blind Laoyi understood these superstitions, so he ran over a snake to death by riding a bicycle after the night shift. I told him everything about it, and asked him to help figure out a solution.Blind Old Yi said: "This must be the snake fairy who came to ask for his life. He had to change the child's name and surname, hide in the countryside for seven to forty-nine days, walk during the day, and sprinkle realgar on the ground when passing the intersection. A disaster." My family took me to the countryside to live for a period of time according to the words of the blind old man. I changed all the names I had before and never used them again. At least I saved this little life.

Regarding the matter of my father running over a snake to death with a bicycle, I only heard from blind Lao Yi. I remember that when I was a child, every household was not rich. Eat stewed meat, but blind Laoyi eats roast lamb once or twice a month. The way of eating is different from others. There is an iron grill in his house. A bench, don’t sit down when eating roast mutton, step on the stool with one foot, and hold a bowl in the left hand, the bowl is made of “vinegar, soy sauce, minced ginger, cooking wine, marinated shrimp oil, shredded green onion, coriander leaves "Mixed dipping sauce, hold a pair of long bamboo chopsticks in your right hand, pick up sliced ​​tender mutton, first dip in the seasoning, then put the marinated mutton on the iron broiler and roast it, it is fresh and tender The mutton is eaten with sugar garlic and hot ox tongue cakes. Blind Laoyi said that this is the way of eating outside the Guanwai Banners. In the early years, he went to the deep mountains and old forests outside the Guanwai to find golden veins, so he is also used to this rough way of eating. Because of his poor eyesight, he is a lonely old man and has no one around him, so from the time I knew how to hold chopsticks, I have been helping him roast mutton, along with satisfying his cravings. He always drinks two or two ounces during the barbecue, and while drinking, he tells me how he found the dragon veins in Fengshui, and how he robbed tombs to get treasures, such as what kind of tomb is a spider crossing the water, what kind of tomb is a snake that startled a snake into the grass, and so on. There are some old sayings about old sesame seeds and rotten millet, but there are many wonders beyond heaven and earth. What he said is interesting. It was he who received something from the old grave again.

Don't look at the low and simple alley where the blind old man lives. There are a lot of capable people there. There is also a master Han who does brickwork. In Master Han’s hometown, people who farm in the countryside practice this kind of boxing. I have also learned from Master Han for two years. Old Yi told me: “Don’t practice that with Old Han, it’s easy to cause trouble .” I didn't believe it, but it turned out to be a big mess. In the early winter of that year, I passed by the back wall of the desolate Ditan Park, and I met a lunatic with a few hooligans, who stopped the two girls from leaving. It is said that the parents of the lunatic are high-ranking officials. The boy was stimulated during the Cultural Revolution, and his mind was not normal. Relying on the certificate issued by the hospital, he claimed that he would not pay for stabbing someone to death with a knife. There is no law on the street, there is nothing they dare not do, this time I stopped two girls to take off their pants, one of them was my former classmate, I went to stop them, the lunatic took out a knife and stabbed me without saying a word, I picked up the wire lock that locked the bicycle, and hit the lunatic on the head twice. The lunatic lay on the ground without making a sound, and his head was bleeding like a broken water pipe. The little hooligans next to him were petrified, screaming and beating people to death, and scattered in a hurry.

I knew in my heart that I had caused a big disaster, so I ran to the old Yi’s house to hide for two days. The low bungalow was very dark even in the daytime. I opened the door and went in, and saw him lying on the bed under the quilt. A big fluffy tail was exposed, and I couldn't tell whether it was a wolf or a fox. I was frightened and ran out of the house. I ran to the door and fell and hit the water tank, leaving a scar on my forehead. When I came out, I saw Blind Old Yi walking in from the alley. Wolf fur mattress, that is a wolf fur mattress in the room, blind old Yi asked me: "What kind of basket did you get in such a panic?"

I told you about beating a lunatic behind the altar, and it might have killed someone. Blind Old Yi was also surprised after hearing this, and said: "Life lawsuits are no small matter, not to mention that their parents are officials. If you fall into their hands, it will be like a ram tied to a bench, shaving or cutting eggs. It's up to others." I said, "Let them do whatever they want, with a big scar on my head, and in another eighteen years, won't I still be me?" Blind Old Yi said: "Don't be impulsive, pack up your things quickly, and go to Inner Mongolia to hide for a while, and I will tell him when your father is there." At that time, I really thought that someone was killed. After hearing what Blind Old Yi said, I took the train overnight and fled to the deep mountains and old forests in the northeast. Blind Old Yi is a lifelong friendship, and blind Old Yi’s wolf fur mattress was also given by him. As soon as he saw me, he pulled me to ask questions and refused to let me go. Soon, the family sent a telegram asking me to go back, saying that I was fine. The lunatic is not dead, but has two holes in his head. Later, the two girls reported the crime, and the police found that the lunatic's certificate was forged, and that his father and mother were revolutionary cadres. I'm used to it, and I want to dig gold in the mountains with the land master, and go back when I get rich. The ancestor of the land master was surnamed Suo. He was a prince in the Qing Dynasty. After being convicted, he was exiled by the court and exiled here. He made a living by digging gold, gathering ginseng, fishing and hunting. The two grandsons hunted rabbits and foxes in the mountains, and searched for gold veins along the Heilongjiang River. Before I knew it, it was early autumn, and I saw that there was nothing to harvest. The land master went back to Muyingzi in Xing'an Mountains, and Sonnie and I brought the fox fur and mink that we had hunted in the mountains to the market by the river Selling, from when the river opened in spring to when the mountains were covered by heavy snow, there were three big fairs by the riverside. This was the last time of the year. There are mainly beggars, and there are also ethnic minorities who live on fishing, hunting and grazing. People spontaneously form markets to trade gold, ginseng, deer antler, fur and other things dug from the mountains. This tradition has been preserved to this day. After selling the fox fur to a Mongolian herdsman, Sonier said to me: "It's been a long time with us in the mountains, but it's hard for you. I want to eat something good today." I see that there are quite a few decent restaurants in the market, all of which have a lantern-like cover hanging in front of the door. In the Northeast, they pay attention to "going to the restaurant to look at the cover". What kind of food is there, all of these are based on the appearance, for example, in terms of color, the yellow one is the vegetarian restaurant, the blue one is the halal restaurant, and the front door is a general snack bar, and the circle is on the front. There are steamers, and the ones decorated with flowers mean that they can steam steamed buns, steamed buns, and flower rolls. The ones with tassels hanging below mean that there are noodles in the restaurant. The two fronts are of a higher grade, and they can hold banquets, and the four fronts are top-notch. At the end of the day, if you dare to hang up four restaurants, you will be able to serve a full feast of North and South dishes, and the price is also high. In addition, there has never been a restaurant with three names, because three names are the same as lying, and restaurants are taboo to bully customers. Putting on a pretense like this, although I have heard about these tricks from the blind old man, I have never been to such a restaurant, and I don’t know what to eat, so I let Sonnie decide. Sonier took me into a restaurant. The restaurant cooks big stewed fish in an iron pot. The fish is the freshwater fish king sturgeon in Heilongjiang. Such a good fish, I couldn't help but want to drink two sips, and ordered another half catty of mountain fruit wine.While eating, two more people came into the restaurant, and they also sat down to eat stewed sturgeon fish in an iron pot. While eating, they asked the shopkeeper of the restaurant how to get to Laogou.The shopkeeper of the restaurant looked surprised: "Old ditch? What are you doing there? Digging up dead people?" The shopkeeper of the restaurant knew Sonier, and he said to the two people: "Laogou... No one has mentioned it for many years, why don't you ask this girl, her grandfather dug gold in Laogou before liberation, except for the land master, I’ve never heard of anyone coming back alive from the old ditch.” These two people immediately came over to make friends, asked us about Laogou, and said that they would pay a lot of money if Sonia could be a guide and lead the way into Laogou. In the Nuomin River Basin of the Hailar River in Inner Mongolia, there is a large area of ​​ancient wetland swamps. There are mountains in the northwest, virgin forests in the east, and grasslands in the south. The stagnation has formed a swamp, and the aquatic plants that have grown for countless years are intertwined. Between these meadows, there is bottomless black silt. When people walk on the barren meadow, they have to step on the roots of the grass and accidentally sink into it. If there is no one to rescue the quagmire, it will sink deeper and deeper, and even be swallowed up by the quagmire. Since ancient times, humans and animals have disappeared. It is said that there is a rock ditch in the depths of the swamp, and there are ancient caves in the ditch. Many people took risks in their old age and believed the rumors. , Desperately go to the ditch to find gold veins, almost never return, even if you don't get stuck in a swamp, you will have to be eaten by soil ghosts when you go down into the cave, and a place name is spread in the gold hunter's mouth, regardless of that The place is called Laojingou, also known as Laogou. Talking about it turns pale, and no one dares to go there. Sonnier heard that the two wanted to go to Laogou, but she didn't look like a gold digger, and Jinmai was just a rumor, so she asked, "What are you two doing? Why are you going to Laogou?" The one headed by those two people is in his forties and less than fifty years old. He is an old Taoist priest. There are roughly two types of Taoist priests. One kind lives in Taoist temples all year round. Most of the Taoist priests belong to the Quanzhen sect. There is also a kind of Taoist who wears the same clothes as ordinary people. They rarely wear Taoist robes. They can marry wives and have children. Zhengyijiao, according to the folk custom in Northeast China, calls such Taoists "Er Lao Tao". The second old Taoist refused to tell the truth at first, claiming to have a patriarch Tuo Meng, and asked him to go to Laogou to deal with a zombie. The zombie has become old for a long time, and if it is not eliminated, it may be a disaster. , looking for a place where there is no one to tell the truth, in fact, his ancestral tricks of drawing talismans to drive away ghosts can no longer scare people, and because he knows some Feng Shui, he changed to digging graves and robbing graves. He heard that the cave under the old ditch There are murals in it, and he identified an ancient tomb in that place. He wanted to bet a fortune to do a big job. The man who came with him was called Zhang Juwa. He was originally an orphan on the grassland. He was killed, leaving him alone, and later adopted by the Corps. He was born weighing ten catties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, so his nickname was "Giant Baby", and the family who adopted him changed his surname to Zhang. He was twenty years old. In his early years, his body is strong, he is a head and a half taller than ordinary people, he has a solid eye, so Er Lao Dao accepted him as an apprentice. The two wanted to find a guide to lead the way through the swamp meadow to Laogou tomb robbery. Where the emperor was far away from the mountains, he relied on the mountains to eat the mountains, and the water to eat the water. Digging gold and digging graves were all semi-public activities. Er Lao Dao stretched out a finger and said to Sonia and me: "Old brother, eldest girl, Lao Dao, I have given up to both of you to tell the truth, and I will never lose you. Take me to Laogou, and I will give it to you when it is done." Let’s have a good time with this number, in a word, is it okay?” Sonier has always had her own opinions. She heard that the old Taoist was willing to make a big deal, and after thinking about it, she agreed. She said that the season of heavy rain and mountain torrents has just passed, and entering the big swamp that eats people but does not spit out bones is a narrow escape. To be fully prepared, let Er Laodao and Zhang Juwa go to buy dry food and wormwood, and meet at the third loop of the Nuomin River on the 16th of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. After the two of them left, Sonier told me again, don't let the land master know about this matter, the gold veins are getting harder and harder to find, she wants to earn more money, and prevent the land master from digging for gold in the mountains up.I said: "I'm not worried about other things, but I think Er Lao Dao is a stick, nothing more than a stinky thief who has dug out a few old graves. It's strange that he can find the ancient tombs. The place in Laogou is hard to find." If you go in, can there be ancient tombs of any dynasty? I have never heard of ancient tombs in Laogou, only that there are people-eating earth ghosts." There are earth ghosts eating people in the old ditch. It is a rumor that has been spread among the gold diggers for many years. God knows the truth. It takes at least six days to enter the old ditch and back. We will face the greatest danger, first of all, the unpredictable natural climate, Traveling through this swampy meadow during the rainy season, in the eyes of those who don't know the situation, is tantamount to seeking death. In fact, other seasons have their own difficulties. In winter, it is easy to get lost and encounter wolves. In spring and autumn, the swamp is half frozen and half thawed. There is nowhere to pass. On the sixteenth day of the lunar calendar, Sonier and I brought a single-barreled shotgun. When we saw the two men in the river, they were ready. There was an iron pan tied to the big backpack behind Zhang Juwa. When the two old Taoists met, they asked, "Didn't you bring any hunting dogs? What if you ran into a wild animal?" Sonier said: "There are no wild animals in the meadow this season, only wild birds and snakes. It is enough to carry a shotgun for self-defense. By the way, why are you still carrying an iron pot? Isn't it too heavy?" The second old Taoist said: "When I went in, there was no one for several days, and the meadow was cold and humid. I wondered if we should cook some hot food, so I asked my old apprentice to carry an iron pot. It's okay, he It's not too heavy, half a child, it's time to put in a lot of effort." I said: "Master Taoist, your apprentice is not too heavy. The problem is that we are going to enter the meadow wetland. He is tall and strong, and he is already heavy. He carries so many things. Do you want him to sink into the mud? The bottom line is that he's such a big man that we can't hold him in a swamp." Er Laodao said: "Oh, old brother, what you said is always reasonable. I didn't even think about it. It seems that the iron pot can't be carried. The lighter the weight on the four of us, the better." Sonnier said: "It is enough to have a marching lunch box for boiling water. In addition to the necessary things, try to pack as much wormwood as possible." We know that Sonia is most familiar with the situation in the wilderness and the forest. She said that she has her own reasons for what to bring. Throw what should be thrown away, what should be packed, packed up, and a group of four went south into the endless wilderness. Meadow, the main vegetation here is the cold-resistant Uralia sativa, and the dense grass forms meadows. Under the meadows, there are silt and water, which is extremely muddy. There are no knees in the shallow places and no one's head in the deep. Autumn here comes early. In early autumn, some grasses have already started to turn yellow. When you look around, you feel like you are in a sea of ​​yellow-green grass. You can’t see mountains, forests, or roads in the distance. The rancid swamps and mires crossed one meadow after another. Every step must be explored with wooden sticks. If you accidentally get stuck in the mud, you will be destroyed. The clear sky and mist on the wetland meadows are changeable. It is common for the weather to change seven or eight times a day. Sometimes there is heavy fog, and the whiteness of the east, west, and north cannot be distinguished. People have nowhere to hide, and suddenly black clouds overwhelm the top, and there are all kinds of rain, including thunder and lightning, torrential rain mixed with hail, rain and fog, or cold wind showers that are intense and slow for a while, When it rains, the river will swell, and the wetland will become a swamp. Walking in the mud is the most taboo, so you have to endure it at a slightly higher place, and wait for the rain to subside before setting off. Cold and hot, hungry and full, deep and shallow, these hardships cannot be exhausted. In order to seek money, Er Laodao didn’t pay attention to the hardships of the journey. On the way, he pointed out the world and kept telling the three of us about his experience of robbing tombs and obtaining treasures, and promised Zhang Juwa: “Wait for this big job. When it’s done, I’ll build you a house and land to marry a wife.” Zhang Juwa was grateful, and seeing that the old man couldn’t move anymore, she carried her master on her back and sank step by step in the mud. Even though he was strong and strong, he was so tired that he was out of breath. Like a cow. After walking like this for a day, seeing that the red sun was on the west side, the temperature on the meadow had cooled down, and the wind had stopped, and the wilderness was so vast. The second old Taoist said that if it continued like this, it would not be difficult to walk on the meadow for a few days. On the ground, there were clouds of turbulent black mist emerging from the grass, and Zhang Juwa was extremely astonished: "Master, what's going on?" People in the Northeast often use old characters to describe their young age, which seems to be close. They often call the youngest person Lao Ge Dao, and the second elder refers to me as an old brother. Zhang Juwa is an old apprentice. He saw a few black clouds rising from the meadow He got up and hurriedly said: "Old apprentice, quickly get the master's demon-slaying sword!" Zhang Juwa was stunned: "I haven't seen it before, what is that?" The second old Taoist was so angry that he howled, and scolded: "You are a mountain cannon. You know your wife when you go up to the kang, and your shoes when you get off the kang. You don't even know your master and my demon-slaying sword. Isn't it the peach wood stick at the door? ……" Sonnier said: "Don't talk about those useless things, these are stinging cows in the grass, quickly use wormwood to smoke them." When I first saw the surging black mist, it seemed to have a shape and quality, and it made a strange sound of "buzzing, booming, booming". Grass midges in groups, I have seen grass midges in Xing'an Mountains and Heilongjiang River, but I have never seen so many grass midges appearing at the same time. In Northeast dialect, grass midges are also called small bites or black mosquitoes. They are like well-equipped and fierce The fighter jets rush down overwhelmingly and can suck a live big-gun cow into beef jerky. During the day, it is exposed to the sun and rain, and the grass midges are invisible. In the evening, the grass midges will spread the wilderness ECM, and let them have a bite. It might be fatal, I hurriedly took out four birch veneer rolls according to Sonier's prior instructions, distributed one to each person, stuffed them with wormwood and lit them, a wisp of green smoke came out of the veneer rolls, and the surging Grass midges, let the smoke suffocate one after another. From evening to the next morning, if it is not windy and rainy, they will keep using wormwood to burn the smoke. Once the smoke stops, groups of grass midges will be Fly to pounce on people. Zhang Juwa suddenly realized: "Grass midge, Daoist, why do you call it a monster?" The second old Taoist argued unreasonably: "This thing eats people. I'm afraid it was transformed by the ghosts of the dead in the wasteland. The evil spirit is too strong. The demon-slaying sword for the teacher is not there. I have to make two gestures in my hand." , the grass midges are all scattered, and there is no need to burn smoke.” Zhang Juwa was convinced: "It has to be said that the level of growth is high." Er Laodao said without shame: "That's a kettle on the plane - the level is quite high." Passing through the grass midge infested area, night has fallen, the sea of ​​grass covered by night, the temperature drops sharply, the road cannot be seen clearly at night, and it is impossible to travel in the meadow, so we have to pitch a tent and light a campfire to keep warm. Two fish were forked in the water. When it rained, the river swelled, and many fish strayed into the puddles among the weeds. They were trapped in it and could not get out. Among them, there were even salmon or black sturgeon that were more than half a meter long. Catching this kind of fish is not a matter of effort, Sonnie picked a lot of wild peppers and sour dead grass on the way, put the fish on a wooden stick and roasted it on the campfire until the fish turned white, and the meat was torn into pieces. One by one, dipped in the juice of wild pepper and sour dead grass, the flavor is primitive and rustic, and it is an indescribable delicacy. Er Laodao drank a few sips of the burning knife, and started talking about those endless big words again. I said: "Master Taoist, I heard that the Taoists you are teaching don't wear Taoist robes, but they have also obtained the true Taoism. Taoists never know how to spray like this, the water will scatter when sprayed, is there such a saying?" The second old Taoist said: "Oh, my old brother, you are worthy of being from a big place, and your knowledge is different. You know this, and you are right. Look at me, I will spray you with Dharma water, and it will catch your eyes..." As he spoke, he swallowed the burning knife, then spit it out, and pinched his fingers and said "Disease", but he looked good, but the spit of wine was not up to the mark, it was better than the heavenly girl's scattered flowers. The three of us quickly dodged, but fortunately the Er Lao Dao didn't spit on his face. Er Laodao was a little embarrassed, wiped his mouth and said: "Look how this is done, maybe it's been too long since I haven't practiced, the main reason is that no one believes in that kind of stuff now, and it can't be used anywhere, what is the old saying ——I will use infinite tricks in the sky, and it is difficult to solve the hunger in my stomach, is it reasonable? Otherwise, I would not take the road of digging graves and stealing graves if I am an old man." I said to Er Lao Dao, "Master Daoist, you have never been to Laogou, how do you think there is an ancient tomb there?" A bright moon rises from the horizon, half hidden and half visible in the sea of ​​clouds. The full moon in the middle of the meadow is so big that it seems that you can touch it with your hands. The night sky on this wasteland is like a dream, just like what Er Lao Dao said next Unbelievable.