Heilongtun is the largest tunzi in the Xing'an Mountains, there are two or three hundred families in it, all of them are surnamed Ma, and they are all born with beards, and the people in the tunzi are fierce, and several times the county plans to move them out have been bombed out. But don't look at the old and young of Heilongtun, but they are very enthusiastic about their line, because Ma Chengfeng is also surnamed Ma!

"Ouch? Ya'er, this is Ma Laoer's grandson? Have you grown so big? ”

"Look, these eyes are long, exactly like the second child, children, young masters, can you play with guns? Ming'er, I'll take you to Lingzi to fight the black blind man? Haha......"

"The descendants of our Ma family are all pure masters, and the eldest nephew will come to my house to drink in a while!"

When every family heard Ma Chengfeng's identity, they couldn't wait to take out the best wine in the house to entertain them. For a while, Ma Chengfeng was in high spirits.

There is an inextricable connection between the Black Dragon Tun Ma family and the thief 'door', decades ago, overnight, the northeast thief' 'door' evaporated from the world, in fact, most of the beards ran into the Xing'an Mountains to hide. There is no village chief and branch secretary in Heilongtun, and the villagers take care of themselves in all their eating and drinking lives, no matter what leaders come from above, as long as Ma Sihai says a word, they dare to take a gun and collapse you! It's that tough! But if you want to say that you are the descendants of the bandits in Changsheng Mountain, then you are the most distinguished guest!

Ma Sihai's status is noble, the old house is located in the highest place in the village, behind the Black Dragon Mountain, looking at the house in front of the endless forest sea, the discerning person knows that this is an excellent place for feng shui. There are three large tile houses in the courtyard of the Ma family, there are many animal skins drying in the yard, and there are bottles and cans everywhere in the corners.

There is an old ginseng hanging on the clothesline that aroused Ma Chengfeng's curiosity, this old ginseng has been dried, but the size is enough to sink three catties, the top reed head has given birth to a human face, and the limbs have been born under the body, and there are double peaks in front of the 'chest', and the body is like a slim 'jade' young 'girl' in general. It's just that the "limbs" of this mountain ginseng are tied with red ropes, and at the other end of the red rope are two silver needles, and the silver needles are submerged in a blue 'colored' rock.

"Wow...... It's huge! Could this be the 'essence' of the mountain ginseng of the Xing'an Mountains? Chu Xiangyun was stunned.

"Hey...... It's not so evil, this ginseng is almost two hundred years old, and it was dug up by grandpa in the depths of the ridge a while ago. ”

Chu Xiangyun asked, then why do you want to tie it with a red rope?

"Don't look at this ginseng has been dried, but anyone who is more than fifty years old has a spiritual 'nature', this kind of thing will run when it has hands and feet, whenever it is quiet in the dead of night and the moon is shining, it will escape by breathing out the moon, so it must not go up to the world and not touch the ground, the red line can seal the aura in its body, so that it can not wake up." Ma Ya explained.

"Ya'er, such a big ginseng can have the effect of hanging life and bringing the dead back to life, right? You see...... Do you think I can make a decision for you? How much is this treasure, and can it be given to the Zhao family? I think that the old lady will not live long, and she will be able to live for a few more years after eating this ginseng king. Ma Chengfeng asked her.

Ma Ya smiled and said to him: "My sister knows that Brother Ma is kind-hearted, not that my sister is ruthless and unwilling to rescue. There are many poor people in the world, and poor people must have something to hate, if it weren't for Zhao Aiguo's dedication to money, offending Wong Tai Sin would not have brought disaster to the family. Besides, even if this old ginseng is taken, it may not be able to save Zhao's 'milk' and 'milk', this is their family's debt to Wong Tai Sin, and it is natural to repay the debt! You can help him, but you can't help him for a while. "Ma Ya is only eleven or twelve years old, but the little girl is sensible, and what she says is the truth, which makes the two extremely convinced.

The furnishings in the old house are roughly the same as those in other farmhouse courtyards, with antique furniture, a large kang with a small kang table on the fire, a certificate of merit issued by the commune decades ago pasted on the wall, and even a "red sun" quotation on the writing desk. However, the most eye-catching thing has to be said to be the white tiger skin spread on the kang, this white tiger skin is very precious, and now it has long been extinct, it was given to his apprentice by Wu Gongyao hunting in Lingzi during the Republic of China.

It is said that sleeping with this baby has a special curative effect, and it is cold and snowy outside the cold winter wax moon, and you don't need to wear half a piece of clothing just wrapped in this white tiger skin. And sleep on it without rheumatism and arthritis.

In addition, there is a 'hair' scarf on the 'door', this scarf is not known from what kind of beast, the 'hair' skin is smooth and fine, all shiny, the tentacles 'touch' soft, warm and comfortable to eat.

"Hey...... Sister Xiangyun likes? I'm afraid you won't dare to 'touch' it if I tell me where it came from. This is a yellow skin that has been practiced for more than 100 years. Ma Ya said.

The frightened Chu Xiangyun quickly retracted his little hand.

"Didn't you say that the yellow skin is evil 'sex' and can't be provoked? Then the old man still dares to fight? ”

"My grandfather is a treasure holder, understand the taboos in the mountains, not only hit this yellow skin, but also came to a full pot, large and small forty or fifty yellow skins were all slaughtered, that year there was a famine, the villagers had no food for the winter, my grandfather was also 'forced' helpless, otherwise he would not provoke these little 'spirits'." Ma Ya said.

Heilongtun has no electricity, as soon as the sun sets, the inside of the tun is quiet and terrible, except for the occasional two dog barks, no movement is heard. There are big red lanterns hanging in the courtyard of the Ma family. The pot was bubbling and bubbling, and a rich aroma of 'meat' wafted out for miles. Ma Ya was ingenious, and specially stewed a pot of wild boar 'meat' in order to entertain them. The wild boar's 'meat' is different from domestic pigs, the 'meat' is very glutinous and chewy, and the 'fat' is not greasy.

Heilongtun is a good place, not only the folk customs are simple, and the air is fresh, surrounded by pure natural forests and seas, the 'spirits' in the big forest will come out to hunt after night, but there are few who mistakenly enter Heilongtun. This group of little guys all have spiritual 'nature' and know that there are treasure-holding people in Heilongtun.

"Brother Ma, what about the Huangxian painting?"

Ma Chengfeng hurriedly took out the ancient painting scroll from his bag and handed it to Ma Ya.

The Ma family said that the people in the mountains are very 'superstitious' and believe in the five immortals, so no matter whether it is good or evil, as long as they are brought home, they must be offered.

She put the scroll on the offering table, then brought hot dishes, and lit three sticks of incense to 'insert' in the incense burner, but she did not dare to unfold the scroll, and always tied it firmly with ink fountain thread.

There was nothing to say all night, and when he had breakfast the next day, Ma Chengfeng looked at the painting scroll in a daze, and asked Ma Ya, did it really eat the offerings?

"Don't believe me? Don't believe you smell that plate of 'meat'? As she spoke, Ma Ya brought him a plate of wild boar 'meat' on the table.

Ma Chengfeng got closer and smelled it, this wild boar 'meat' didn't seem to have the fragrance that was just fished out of the pot yesterday, but it was just ...... If Huang Xian eats it, won't he have a tooth mark? But this piece of pig 'meat' is intact?