"Hard work, a few comrades went to the house to sit first, drank a cup of tea, and the place to live and the materials were ready." Lin Cong and the other two middle-aged people greeted him, and enthusiastically grabbed the hand of Chu Yunfei, who was obviously taking the lead, and said. The propeller of the helicopter had not completely stopped, and the wind brought up by it blew into Lin Cong's mouth, and the voice of his voice was like a front tooth had fallen out and the wind was leaking.

Chu Yunfei nodded, and at that moment, Liang Dali carried all the things alone, and a group of people entered the village committee office in the village.

Entering the house and sitting on the long wooden table used for meetings in the village, Lin Cong took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for the four of them and said, "The conditions are simple, so bear with me." Let me introduce, this is the county police chief, Fang Tong, this is the secretary of the county political committee, Ma Yingba, and I don't know the names of several comrades in Lu Dao. ”

Chu Yunfei took out the documents and showed them to Lin Cong, but did not introduce the meaning of the remaining three people, and said: "We are here to do things, we don't need to be close, bring the information, all the information related to this matter." ”

…… Senior colonel!

Lin Cong was secretly speechless, he couldn't imagine that the military rank of this leading young man was so high, so he returned the documents in a daze, took out a small pile of documents and an old county chronicle from the drawer of the long table, and handed them to Chu Yunfei together.

There was a bookmark in the county chronicle, and Chu Yunfei handed over the document to Liang Dali, who was closest to him, and asked the three of them to read it first, while he opened it, and the county chronicle read it carefully.

Li Xiaobai was just worried about Wang Haitao's safety, but he didn't know the specific situation of the whole matter. But when he saw that the document said that a total of 279 construction crews and 143 policemen, a total of 422 people, were missing, his heart sank to the bottom.

Rao is Miao Wolf and Liang Dali, the two old men of the Dragon Group who have seen a lot of scenes, their faces are also a little uncertain.

This thing seems to be too big.

No wonder, Wang Haitao would act privately without waiting for support, 422 lives, this is not just a set of numbers, but also a suffocating burden.

"If there is no temple in the deep mountains, you need to know yourself as soon as you enter the mountain gate." A strange verse suddenly popped out of Chu Yunfei's mouth, and he gave the county chronicle to Li Xiaobai and the others, he didn't read the document, and it was estimated that he, the leader of the team, already knew the truth.

Li Xiaobai glanced at it a few times, this county chronicle is in tatters, and I don't know when the road was opened, and the place where it was opened probably said was that in the later years of Zhu Yuanzhang in the Ming Dynasty, someone paid to build a temple in the mountain, which was very big and took five years.

The useful information for this trip is only these few paragraphs, coupled with the strange poems that Chu Yunfei read just now, and the others are basically records of this climate, harvest, county officials and other miscellaneous things, which have no value.

After everyone finished reading it, Chu Yunfei turned over the information, took out a pen, and drew a few question marks on the blank back of the information.

Lin Cong was about to wait for Chu Yunfei to ask, but there was a noisy voice outside the door.

A young clerk recklessly pushed the door in, sweating profusely and said: "County magistrate, the old village chief of Jinyi Village is clamoring to come in, and we can't stop it." ”

The police in the county are gone, and the only people who can use them are some clerks who usually sit in the office, and in terms of strength, they are the opponents of the old peasants in the mountain villages who are still walking like flying and climbing the mountains like walking on the flat ground. As soon as the young clerk finished speaking, a withered hand pushed him aside, and an old farmer in a short shirt walked in with a bamboo pipe in his mouth, surrounded by several old farmers.

The old farmer's name is Duan Ya, and he is the uncle of Duan Li, the former village head. However, Duan Li violated the ancestral training and stole the road map of the lost forest and led the construction team into the back mountain, and he was removed from the family tree, and Duan Ya took over the position of the head of Jinyi Village.

"Didididi, Dididi......"

As soon as Duan Ya entered the house, something rang in Chu Yunfei's pocket, and Chu Yunfei took it out, it was an instrument similar to that of a big brother, and when he pressed it, the sound stopped.

Duan Ya smiled, but his gaze fell on Li Xiaobai...... The dog next to him, that is, Wangcai, couldn't help but nod and praised: "What a spirit dog." ”

"Wangwang~~" was praised, Wangcai's face was grinning, and his tongue was sticking out happily.

However, Xiao San and the bread were dry, one jumped on Li Xiaobai's shoulder, and the other jumped directly on the table, trying to attract Duan Ya's attention and make Duan Ya praise them.

"Hey, this little mouse is not bad, but this cat?" Duan Ya was a little unsure, and looked at it curiously, but he accidentally met the bread's gaze, his eyes were a little dilated, and the pipe in his mouth fell to the ground with a "pop", and the half-burning tobacco was spilled.

Li Xiaobai secretly said that it was not good, slapped the head of the bread, and said: "Don't make trouble!" ”

Duan Ya shook his head at this time, broke away from the hallucination, picked up the pipe with a wry smile, added some tobacco, smashed it twice and continued to smoke, and said: "I'm old, I accidentally caught the way of small things, you are the Li Xiaobai that the baby with yin and yang eyes said, it's very good." ”

"Yes, old man, have you seen Wang Haitao? He ......"

Before Li Xiaobai finished speaking, Duan Ya waved his hand to interrupt Li Xiaobai's words and said, "Xiong Wazi didn't listen to persuasion and entered the mountain alone." But I saw that he was kind-hearted, so I gave him a talisman, that's it, I guess he won't die. ”

took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and showed it to Li Xiaobai, what was written on it was not the common XXX of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, but the square modern Chinese characters, "karma".

What's the situation, this product can't be a liar, how does Li Xiaobai remember that "karma" should be a Buddhist statement, and now someone actually wrote these words on the Taoist talisman, using modern Chinese characters, which feels weird. It's like when you go to a bun shop and buy a creamy pancake.

However, Chu Yunfei looked at the talisman in Duan Ya's hand with great interest, it should be this thing that caused the alarm of the instrument in his pocket just now.

"Oh, you mean to meddle in this?"

Regarding Chu Yunfei's words, Duan Ya did not answer directly, but glanced at Lin Cong, and Chu Yunfei also glanced at Lin Cong after asking.

Lin Cong smiled bitterly, it was obvious that there was something that people didn't want him to know, so he had to take Fang Tong and Ma Yingba out of the city and close the door by the way.

The irrelevant people left, Duan Ya pulled out a chair and sat down, spit out a long smoke arrow, and said: "It's not that I want to interfere, but I have to interfere, old man, I just want to live this life well, who knows that this incident is happening now, it's all retribution." ”

"Hmm." Chu Yunfei nodded to signal that he knew what he said, and let Duan Ya continue, he just listened.

Li Xiaobai obviously saw the green tendons on Duan Ya's old man's forehead beating violently, he was really afraid that he would get up and knock a few times on Chu Yunfei's head with a pipe, and secretly admired in his heart, Brother Yunfei was still so ...... It's rude.

At the beginning, Li Xiaobai was choked many times by Chu Yunfei's attitude that the sky is falling and the sky is falling on my bird matter.

Duan Ya took two puffs of cigarette to calm down and continued: "To tell the truth, the ancestors did build a temple in the mountain, which was during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, and they also left the ancestral teachings, and no one was allowed to enter the back mountain. However, those of us who are children and grandchildren are not angry, and the more we get poorer, until now, Duan Li's kid is actually obsessed with money and brings people in to develop tourism, alas, harming others and himself. ”

After a pause, he suddenly asked a question that was not related, "Do you know the meaning of this word, Lan Ruo?" ”

Li Xiaobai looked at Miao Wolf, and then at Liang Dali, these two people are also similar to Li Xiaobai, I don't know what to do.

Lan Ruo, if you really want to say something, Li Xiaobai seems to have heard it somewhere, by the way, in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story", Ning Caichen is Xiaoqian who met in Lanruo Temple. It's an ancient temple again, and it's Lanruo again, could it be that the ancestor of this old man built Lanruo Temple?

It's too crossed, fortunately, Chu Yunfei spoke before Li Xiaobai said these idiotic words.

"Lan Ruo, a Buddhist term, the full name is Alan Ruo, the original meaning is forest, and later extended to the meaning of silence without suffering and trouble, mostly built by ascetics. The nameless temple in the deep mountains, its name is Lanruo, what do you mean...... Is that a resting place? ”

Li Xiaobai suddenly realized, "Lan Ruo" originally meant this, he had gained knowledge, but how could he go to the "resting place" again, what kind of dumb riddle did these two people play, and take care of comrades with normal IQs.

Duan Ya nodded appreciatively and said, "It is indeed a resting place, you come with me, I will take you to the ancestral hall, my clan brother has something to say to you." ”

Chu Yunfei, the leader, had no opinion, Li Xiaobai, Miao Wolf and Liang Dali naturally had no opinion, and followed Duan Ya out of the door, and saw that Lin Cong was still outside the door, and Fang Tong and Ma Yingba were nowhere to be seen.

Lin Cong wanted to come over and talk, but the other old farmers didn't give him a chance, the culprit of the whole thing was him, don't expect the local villagers to give him a good face, the two old farmers put him aside, don't get in the way, and when the people passed, they put him in front of the door.

If you really want to do something, you can, just watch the inside.

As a child of the Lin family in the capital, it would be good to be able to have a body to be convicted and sent to the military court without being immediately arrested and sent to the military court, where would Lin Cong complain, honestly squatted on the threshold and became a guard.

The so-called ancestral hall is actually a building in an old mansion in the center of the village, which can be seen to be quite magnificent in the past, but now it is a little dilapidated. The only thing that is commendable is that the courtyard is quite clean, and there is an old tree in the courtyard that grows spiritually, and the surface of the leaves has a metallic luster, and I don't know what kind of species it is.

The whole Jinyi Village is also relatively poor, although it is quite large, but along the way, Li Xiaobai saw a few modern houses, most of which are still built of stone bricks or mud bricks.

"The children and grandchildren are not filial, but it makes you laugh, most of the young people now are outside, working part-time, studying, and the village is basically us old immortals and some babies who have not grown up. Maybe in another few decades, when our generation dies, this ancestral shrine will be no one to take care of, feudal superstition, that's what my youngest son who went to college said to me during the Chinese New Year, hehe......"

Duan Ya walked in front, smoking a cigarette without a smack, and his thin back was full of loneliness when he said this.

After entering the courtyard, the other old farmers stopped outside the door, and Duan Ya continued to walk with Chu Yunfei and his party.

The door of the ancestral hall was closed, and Duan Ya pushed open the slightly heavy door with a "squeak". I saw that there was smoke inside, and a thin figure sat on the futon with his back to everyone, knocking on the wooden fish with a "dong dong", and a simple melon and fruit steamed bun was placed on the table as a tribute, burning a finger-sized incense, and a strange life-size clay tire colored statue was enshrined.

"Knock knock ......"

A monk in a Taoist robe sitting cross-legged.

That's right, it's a monk wearing a Taoist robe, Li Xiaobai is a little suspicious that he is dazzled, a hodgepodge This is, a decent Taoist robe, carrying a peachwood sword on his back, but there is a large string of Buddhist beads around his neck, and there is also a Buddha scab on the top of his head.

Although it is common in Huaguo to have Taoism and Buddhism not separated, it can't be done like this, this village is really strange.

"Here we are." The corpse-like figure spoke, and a hoarse voice erupted.

"Here we are." Duan Ya replied.

"Turn me around." The figure put down the wooden fish and said again.

Duan Ya turned the futon over, Rao was prepared in his heart, but Li Xiaobai was still startled by this person's appearance.

It was a dried corpse, full of sparse white hair, white eyebrows, wrinkled and age-spotted skin clinging to the bones, cheeks on both sides deeply sunken, and tooth marks could be seen. And the old man's face was covered with scars, dense and layered, as if someone had tortured him with a knife, especially around his eyes, there was not a good piece of skin.

The most important thing is that he has no eyes, and the position of the eyeballs is only two black holes, which seem to tell what kind of pain this old man endured back then.

The old man grinned and asked, "Scared?" ”

"Scared." Duan Ya answered truthfully.

The old man said: "The old man's name is Duan Hong, he is the twenty-seventh generation of Jinyi Village, and he is also the father of Duan Li's unfilial son. ”

Chu Yunfei walked up and squatted down, Duan Hong stretched out two thin hands and touched his face for a while, "Okay, next." ”

Miao wolf, Liang Dali walked up, squatted down and let Duan Hong "take a look", Wangcai, Xiaosan and bread ran to the back of Liang Dali to line up, and also wanted to join in the fun, the old man did not hesitate to give Miao Wolf and Liang Dali two good words, including Wangcai, Xiaosan and bread.

It was Li Xiaobai's turn, the old man's hands were very rough, as if he was grinding with sandpaper, and when the old man finished speaking, Li Xiaobai grabbed the old man's right hand and took the pulse with a solemn face.

The old man smiled faintly, although this smile was a little terrifying. No one is good-looking without eyes, not to mention the lack of visual behavior correction, just the damaged facial nerve will make a person's face have this and that problem, either facial paralysis, or salivation, and so on.

When he was in college, Li Xiaobai mixed in the student union, or the student union of the college, he looked like a big official, but in fact, he was a senior miscellaneous worker, once the school organized to volunteer in the nursing home, he saw an old man who was blind. The whole face not only presents a strange distortion, but the mouth is always open, and he can't close the meal, and after inquiring, he learned that the old man's son is quite rich, what kind of company boss, but the wife of the family can't stand the old man, so he sent the old man to the old people's home for people to take care of.

Duan Hong just laughed a little weirder, which was very good.

"It's useless, I hurt my nerves and was blind during the cultural movement, and now I'm dying, even if my ancestors are reincarnated, I won't live for a few days...... The moon is almost full, do you really want to go in? ”

PS: Before I knew it, I wrote a hundred chapters, and more than 4,000 words of big chapters were presented, and then I weakly asked for support by the way. If you think this book is well written, please collect, encourage, and fatten up.