Chapter 3 The new bandits in Wulong Mountain

——I heard that I was going to Wulong Mountain for an interview, and someone warned me that it is best to restore your military image. I asked why, and there is no need to ask, the people there will eat you alive!I smiled and thought to myself: Don't talk big and scare people; China has already entered a modern civilized society. As a result, it was myself who was laughed at. I don't know if it's because a TV series about Wulong Mountain suppressing bandits is broadcast across the country, or because Wulong Mountain itself is full of mysterious allure.All in all, I like it here.That mountain, that high mountain, that green mountain covering the blue sky, does have a charm that makes visitors from the metropolis fall in love with it.However, the most prominent and impressive thing about Wulong Mountain are those strange rocks and peaks. Precipitous, dangerous, magical and strange can almost sum up its characteristics.A mountain is enough to form a world.

The natural beauty of Wulong Mountain is like a fairyland. Beauty is often associated with ugliness. I don't know who said so. The first one I heard when I set foot on this land.The news is about a legendary story between a down-and-out mafia boss and a victim whose pores are dripping with oil. It happened in the residential room of a two-story building in Wulongshan Town in the 1980s. The host’s surname is Zhang and his name is Shunfu, and the hostess’ name is Huang Liqiu. In 1984, the couple resigned and started a horseshoe antimony factory, and later leased a refined antimony smelter.With one family and two factories, life is undoubtedly extremely prosperous, and Zhang Shunfu and his wife have become one of the few people in Wulong Town.No one can tell for sure how much money their family has, but they only know that the tax department asked them to pay taxes last year, and they paid more than 380,000 yuan in one go.Now, Zhang Shunfu and his proprietress Huang Liqiu not only have two factories, but also have a transportation team and five product salesmen. It is a completely integrated production method and a serious metal smelting enterprise.

I really want to get acquainted with the mountain rich man who was once a poor household.It happened that the comrades at the police station who received me were busy with Zhang's affairs.Half of the incidents in our police station are related to the Zhang family!The director nags.Are you surprised?In fact, it’s nothing. The annual income of their family in Wulong Town is equivalent to more than half of the total income of the whole town. The situation is very special: At breakfast time this day, the proprietress was dressing up, and her 17-year-old daughter handed her a letter. Someone sent a letter so early?Huang Liqiu felt strange.

No, I picked it up from the door!Daughter told her. When the proprietress heard this, doubts arose in her heart.She hastily opened the letter and glanced at it, and then she was dizzy and trembling with fright, sweat dripping from her forehead, the letter was short, but every sentence was like a bomb. Brother Zhang: Hello, I have heard the name for a long time, but I have no chance to meet you.Send someone to submit a letter today, asking for something.I set up the Qingtian Gang in Wulong Mountain. Due to lack of funds, I specially asked Brother Zhang for help. At midnight the next day, I sent 30,000 yuan in cash to the sitting stone chassis under the Huaiyin tree in the east of the town.Although we have no worries about life and death, we also pay attention to loyalty, so I hope you will think twice before you act.If there is any suspicion of violating justice, I will kill your whole family within 10 days.Please, even though Zhang Fanfu's family, the leader of the Qingtian Gang in Wulong Mountain, handles all kinds of open and plotting in the business field, they handle it as one.Can do nothing to this kind of underworld and underworld forces.There are bodyguards, but they are no match for the black guns that don't have long eyes.The Zhangs had no choice but to seek help from the official office.After three days of surprise investigation, the plainclothes police quickly found the clues and wiped out all the members of the Qingtian Gang in Wulong Mountain in one fell swoop.

His surname is Dong.The next day, when Ganzhuo, a police officer at the police station, put an iron ring on him and escorted him to the county seat, everyone in the town was shocked.It turns out that Dong is a well-known old model of five-good residents in the town!What's the matter, an honest man who has been advanced every year has become a prisoner overnight?People shook their heads, sighed, and couldn't find an answer. Later, the mystery was solved from the interrogation records of the Public Security Bureau.Here is what Dong said: ... Zhang Shunfu and I grew up together, and later worked together in Wulongshan Town.I don't know how much bad water he and his wife have in their belly, but I can measure it. In 1958, in response to the call from above, others sold the iron, but they took the grain from the public warehouse to their homes. In 1962, when the famine hit, others were so hungry that they plucked tree bark and dug wild vegetables to eat, but they sold clean rice on the street. 3 yuan for 1 catty.But it was this Zhang Shunfu who donated 200,000 yuan to the town for a middle school for young people the year before last.For this reason, the township and county have called him a great hero who never forgets Wulong Mountain in getting rich and has made great contributions to education for thousands of years in meetings, newspapers and broadcasts.From then on, the township head farted worse than Zhang Xiang, and the county head wanted to call their parents.I was puzzled, and finally thought, probably the imperial calendar has changed again.Good guys and bad guys have to be replaced.I thought, we have always been old models and advanced, and we should not become backward in the reform of getting rich.What method?Even if I wear a red armband to clean the streets and wash the toilets, no one will judge me as an advanced model or a model worker!Me, what can I do? This Zhang Shunfu, he made me suffer so much!I can't spare him.Do you live as a family on a good day?Xiangmomo, do you eat it alone?no way!I can't live a good life, and you can't live a happy life either.So, I got up in the middle of the night to write a letter, and the next day before dawn, I stuffed the letter in the crack of Zhang's house...

Dong Mofan was sentenced to half a year in prison for the crimes of fraud, intimidation and violation of citizens' personal freedom and was executed outside prison.Boss Zhang's antimony factory didn't suffer any loss, on the contrary, it was more prosperous than before. Before they had time to inquire and think about the cause and effect of the model change in detail, the cadres of the Wulong Town Police Station were already busy receiving the people who came to report and complain: Last night, when I came back from Yeshan tuition, several masked men dragged me into the field... a girl covered her face and cried.Me, I was going to go up the mountain to cut grass this morning. A group of people who called themselves Brotherhood forced me to go with them to a family in the back village with knives, saying that this was their enemy and forced me to enter the house. Lure the master of that house out.I had to do what they said.These guys are so ruthless, they beat that family to death!Come on, after the fight, one of the brothers pointed at me and said: Don't let him run away, so as not to leave a tail.As soon as I heard it, I ran as hard as I could to get out of the tiger's mouth... I was really reckless and cowardly, and I couldn't help being indignant when I heard the stories of the victims one after another.But I saw that the comrades at the police station were very indifferent to this.

Alas, there are too many of these things, almost a few times a week.Our small police station with a staff of 3 has now doubled its staff, so it is still too busy!The director shook his head and sighed again.Said: Besides, except for some people who are born with bristles, most of those people who walk in the underworld are stone eggs! Stone eggs? They are people who have been eliminated by life.Sympathy was evident in the voice of the law enforcement officer.This made me more interested in learning about those stone eggs.Before encountering the criminal acts of the rich and nouveau riche who made a fortune by robbing mines and digging treasures, it is undoubtedly helpful to get in touch with people who have become impoverished because of participating in stealing mines and looting mines. I have had a great advantage in editing this article.

I heard that there are many such stone eggs in the deep mountains 30 miles away from Wulongshan Town.So I hung my guts at the top of my voice, and started an unusual journey... The road into the mountain is a dirt road. It is said that there is a newly dug large mine in the mountain, and the dirt road was built for this reason.On both sides of the road are towering mountains. I raised my wrist, and it was only a little past four in the afternoon, but it was already dusk.Fortunately, there are horses, tractors, large liberations, large trailers and other transport vehicles on the road one after another, so they don't look scared.

As I was walking, I found that the number of vehicles on the road suddenly decreased. Occasionally, one or two large vehicles appeared, and they were also driving very fast, and there were people with guns on them.This made me feel both nervous and excited, probably when I arrived at the site of the stone eggs, or it was time for them to go out for activities.To be honest, in this strange deep mountain, my guts are trembling.I walked all the way, but my mind was full of thoughts about the kind of protagonist in the green forest novels who walk into the deep mountains and old forests, suddenly kill a group of powerful and vicious ghosts and monsters from the sky and the earth, and then mask them to a place where they don't know where to go The place, or the scene of broken bones and abandoned corpses in the wild.The plots of fictional novels that I have written in the past have been made up, but I did not expect that they are really immersive now.I regret that I should also design a savior in my life who can defeat the devils!

It is even more peculiar to live out novels.After turning a big bend, suddenly, a bonfire lit up in an office in front of the campfire, and there were many figures around the bonfire. Suddenly, there was a burst of uneven and crazy singing, listen carefully , but it is a: familiar song: ... Ali!Alibaba, Alibaba is a good young man.Open Sesame!Open Sesame, hey!Why!Why! Not a mountain bar?I couldn't help lifting my spirits and striding forward. Oh — before I could react, I saw a few black figures flashing on both sides of the road, blindfolded my eyes with something extremely fast, and then pushed me off the road.

I walked passively with my feet high and low, and I felt like I was walking on a weedy mountain path.Let me go, I protest against your arrest without reason!I don't know where they grabbed an old towel and covered my eyes, I gasped and felt disgusted. Damn, call me son!I want you to protest!Someone viciously stuffed something hard into my mouth.Oh--!My stomach and intestines turned to my throat, thinking: These guys probably picked up a foot wrap or something and stuffed it in my mouth.Grandma, I am with you... Master Six, grab a slipper!It looks like they are from other places!At this point I was pinned in place, listening to someone speak. scratched?A humming sound. Nope! I felt someone approaching my eyes, probably looking at me.A few seconds later, suddenly, buzzing orders: scrape! Immediately, countless hands searched my body... A three way goods.Even the cigarettes you smoke are mouthless!The search stopped, and those hands, who seemed to have been so moldy for the first time, punched me a few times in revenge.Bandits, you are mistaken!If you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll yell at them. Open his bag! In my bag, apart from a few changes of clothes and a camera, there are two or three hundred travel expenses. The seed is oily and watery.Less than half a stack!I understand this sentence.It means less than half a thousand.Too little?hell! Someone is flicking the camera.Could it be the husband? Ok!The cloth in my mouth was pulled out suddenly.Say, who are you?The cross-examination began.I thought for a moment and answered: I am a reporter! Accumulate goodness?Haha, it's the first time I heard that the man still has such a kind heart! Blind ass!The humming man was clearly mad at his utterly ignorant subordinate.The latter words were addressed to me: Since you are a reporter and don’t stay in the city to eat and drink, what are you doing here? Isn't it very good here, many people rely on mountains to eat mountains and make a fortune!I say. Don't be mean, who the hell got rich?Do you guys think that Lao Tzu is also the kind of person who puts both feet on the back of the country and carries gold and silver treasures home with both hands?A cold knife rests on my neck. silence. Master Liu!The transport vehicle on the mountain has come down, do you want to do it?At this moment!Someone reported panting. How many cars?asked buzzingly.There is no doubt that he is the bandit leader here. three cars. Is there any help before and after? No. Master Liu!order it.Grandma's.I haven't succeeded for several days, and the waistbands of the brothers are all loose! Yes, three carts of ore is enough for us to eat for a while!Order it! Everyone speaks to each other, like a group of hungry wolves who have been hungry for several days. Ok.However, there are guys who dare to go out of the mountain at this time.Be careful guys!Sixth Master finally opened his mouth.As soon as he finished his words, the crowd started to move and said: The guys who are not afraid of us are not vegetarians either!They also have weapons. Master Six, what should we do with others?A guy fucked me and asked. Take him into the cave, let the old grandson watch, and deal with it later.Sixth Master said. The carjacking team left with noisiness.Two people escorted me around for a while, and then entered a dark and smelly cave. Old grandson, there is a man from other places, Liu Ye asked you to watch.Let's get it alive!The two walked out of the cave after talking. Oh... cough cough cough... a series of coughs that were not very loud, but reverberated in the cave like thunder.You take off the blindfold, we chatting, it's boring.Cough cough...cough cough cough...it must be the old grandson, right?He spoke the first sentence. I'm glad I met a good man, because I can be free.However, when I took off the black cloth over my eyes, I found how naive I was. The skinny and skeleton-like man lying on a pile of hay held an earthen gun in his hand and was staring at me. Where are you coming from?What are you doing?He spoke weakly, but his tone was that of Falclair. I didn't answer him.I thought to myself, what can I say to you unreasonable people.The hole is very big, only a few pine oil lamps flickering, which makes people feel eerie.There are many hay beds similar to the old grandson lying on the ground. It seems that this is a den of bandits. It can't be a dumb and deaf person, can it?Or, or...cough...cough...haven't eaten for a few days? Can't be bothered to listen to this sickening cough.Come to Beijing.Be a reporter!I say. 哬~ You, you are here as a reporter!Unexpectedly, the dead man's expressionless face suddenly showed a gleam of excitement.Then he complained: "Oh, the sixth son and the others are doing something tricky, they shouldn't...cough cough, cough cough cough...shouldn't arrest you!"You, you go, if they can't handle it, they will take it out on you when they come back, go, go! I, who was killed halfway, never expected to end up like this after entering the bandit's den!The more the old grandson told me to leave quickly, the more I didn't want to leave.Grandpa, I don't know if I should call him that.But I can only call him what he is.I am grateful and concerned to say: Thank you.I think you are seriously ill, maybe you need to go to the hospital if you have something wrong with your respiratory tract, living in a cave is damp and damp, and the air is not good, it will make your illness worse!The old man put away the soil gun, shook his head with a wry smile: people from the mountains, a little sickness will pass away after a while.Besides, how can there be so much money to go to a big hospital! Isn't it very... work in your line of work? Alas, one temple monk has one temple sutra, and temple monks have difficult sutras to recite.You don't know! Another surprise!It is said that the shit pulled out by robbers and bandits is golden beans, are they so pitiful?In this case, why don't you go down the mountain and go home to farm the land, or start a sideline business, and take the serious way to get rich, why do you want to be a hated bandit! What?You call us bandits too?Look at me...cough cough...cough cough...Old Suntou picked up the soil gun again, trying to stand up and fight me desperately, but he couldn't get up anyway.Yes, bandits, bandits!But who is responsible for this?Before liberation, nine out of ten men here became monks and bandits, and I didn't go.Unexpectedly, today, 40 years later, I am... woo woo... Another surprise!He was crying so heartbroken.I silently listened to the pain of a mountain man, an old bandit.After a long time, I asked him, "Master, what you said just now really makes me think it's a mystery."Why didn't you become a bandit before liberation, but today you... The old man wiped his tears with dry hands like a child.Said: Junior, in fact, I am not yet the age for you to be called uncle.I'm only 55 with all the money.But look at me, I'm in my seventies and eighties, right?Alas, to be honest, who would want to do such a sinful thing, but I am angry in my heart! Seeing him like that, I quickly squatted down and put a cotton padded jacket on his back.Can you tell me about it?I should call you uncle, right? It's a long story, but it might be useful to tell you reporters!He let out a long sigh and said, "It's been a few years, and the higher-ups have called on everyone to make a fortune. We have mountains here, and we have no water or wood to grow, and we can't transport them out. Life is still so tight. I don't know which grandson it is that year." I came up with a stupid idea, saying that our back mountain is a cornucopia, why not go there!The people in the village became addicted as soon as they heard it, and all the men and women in the village ran to the back of the mountain, so I didn't go. why don't you go can i goThat is a mine opened by the state!The old man glared at me.Then he said: I don't know what happened, it seems that no one cares about the mine.The neighbors in our village carried those precious bumps home in big baskets and carts.Later, foreigners came to buy them, and a cart of stones could cover the income of half a year's work in the field.This is even more serious. The village head and secretary of the village took the lead, saying that if you want to get rich, you can go to the mountains. In less than a year, the mine opened by a well-established country was collapsed into a disgraceful situation.cough cough! ... Cough cough cough... I went up the mountain that day and ran into the mine manager who opened the model worker meeting with me in the province in 1956. As soon as the old man saw me, he cried to me: "Brother, are there any people in your village?" Wang Fa?According to the state mine is privately owned.I took care of it when I came out, and they beat me and my wife like this.As he said, he took off his clothes, and his back and legs were covered with bloodstains from being whipped with a rattan whip!Shame on us, shame on the people of our village!I talked to the village head and the village party secretary, but I didn't expect these black-hearted people to call me a cheater and decide to stop the living allowance for five-guarantee households.From then on, I didn't know what to do, and seeing the anger here by stealing the country's ore to make a fortune, I just found fault with them.Let off gas for this cart today, and blow the axle of that carriage tomorrow.I thought to myself: You cheat the country, I won’t let you, so happy and happy.Later, a few people came down from the mountain to work with me every day when it was dark, they would block the transport trucks that came down the mountain on the highway and those miners from other places... After a long time, they gradually became cruel, no, even You didn't let it go either.But you can't blame them, they are all people after all.Let’s just talk about the sixth master. He used to work with the village head, but the village head not only kicked him when he became a mine owner and made a fortune, but also took his wife away. The knife chopped off the village chief's arm, and then led a few people who were driven down by those black-hearted mine owners on the mountain to do this underworld business... There has been a saying in China since ancient times that the poor are forced to become bandits. It is unexpected that such things are still happening today in the 1980s.So I said: For example, today is the world under the leadership of the Communist Party. It is illegal to be a bandit and engage in gangsters. Are you afraid that the government will arrest you? Can he catch it?Besides, we are in the dark, and they are in the light.It's not that the emperor is far away!In this regard, the bandit leader is full of optimism. In any case, it has been thirty or forty years since the founding of New China, and things like burning, killing, and looting are disgraceful.Besides you, you drill caves all day long, and sleeping in a grass nest is not a problem!I kindly advise. Unexpectedly, the old grandson became impassioned instead: It's really fucking unlucky for eight lifetimes!Who do you say is willing to suffer this crime? Wipe your face black!Yes, everyone cursed us that stealing is a disgraceful thing that kills children and grandchildren.Oh, those of them blatantly robbing and stealing mines opened by the state responded to the party's call to make a fortune, which is a glorious thing!Can report, be a model worker!Hmph, old grandson, I have been a model worker since liberation, but I have never seen these people who swindle the people and harm the country can also be a fucking model worker!Cough, cough...cough cough...You call us bandits, we shouldn't do these evil things, but what about them?If you want me to say, we are the real bandits, the real evil bandits!The big bandit cut off his children and grandchildren, and he died a bad time when he was a bandit!Cough cough...cough... You, you go up the mountain and have a look, look there, and you will understand what I said is right.And I want to tell you, as long as those unscrupulous people don't withdraw from the mountain, I will be a bandit all my life, specializing in robbing their cars and carriages full of mines hahaha...cough...haha...cough cough... The cave was vibrating and spinning... The words of the bandit leader made me feel strongly shocked.Yes, in this world, who are the real bandits and who are the black hands who are really reaching out to the mines, causing a crisis of national survival, and curbing future construction?