Daomu Biji

Ever since I entered this deep mountain and old forest and came to this wooden shack built in an unknown era, I felt that the atmosphere around me was a bit strange, so I slept very uneasily, almost half asleep. When I turned around and looked When I reached this eye, there was no hazy feeling, but I immediately woke up. But when I looked at the gap again, I found that the eye was gone.

I was lying on the ground. Although it was some distance from the ceiling and the firelight in the room was dim, I still concluded that I saw it correctly. Moreover, I also found that the eye was very big and round, and it did not seem to be a human eye.

It was midnight, and I didn’t know where I was. I was left alone, and was stared at by a strange eye. I was a little scared, but now, compared to the ancient tomb, I don’t know how many times I felt better. I mustered up the courage to stand up carefully, picked up the flashlight, and tiptoed up the wooden ladder leading to the attic.

The wooden ladder could barely bear my weight. It groaned as it was about to break under my steps, making me have to tighten all my muscles with every step. Fortunately, the wooden ladder did not collapse as I expected.

There were large gaps in the wooden shack's doors and doors due to decay and deformation. The mountain wind from outside blew in, causing the bonfire in the middle to sway constantly. The swaying light penetrated through the floor of the attic, making the entire attic a ghostly forest. .

I held up the flashlight and scanned it, but didn't find anything weird. The entire attic was empty. Except for some dustpans and bamboo hats woven from bamboo and rattan, there was no place to hide. Only on the wall on the left side of the attic was a fan, only as big as two palms. It seemed to hang outside the air. Wearing something.

I walked towards Qi and looked at it with a flashlight, trying to see what the hanging thing was. As soon as my flashlight shone on the thing, I heard a "squeak" and a yellow shadow suddenly flew away.

I was startled, and when I looked out, I saw a very fat golden monkey hanging on the eaves not far from Qi, baring its teeth at me with a very fierce expression.

I saw that its eyes were the same as those I had seen in the cracks in the floor, and I felt relieved. It seemed that just now, it was this guy who was hiding in the attic and spying on me.

I originally didn't want to be acquainted with a monkey, but it might have been frightened by me, and kept attacking me, making piercing screams. I vaguely felt something was wrong, so I used a flashlight to shine into its eyes. He was so frightened by the dazzling flashlight that he let out a few screams and ran to the roof.

I smiled viciously, and felt strange in my heart. The golden monkey is a first-level protected animal and is usually very shy. How could it come to a place with people? Could it be that it was attracted by the smell of our baked dry food?

Golden monkeys do not act alone;

There must be a few monkeys around. I've heard about monkeys attacking humans. The attack power of a group of monkeys is very amazing. Even if they kill people, they will also steal people's luggage and dry food. If the monkeys are provoked, that's right. A very unfortunate thing, I must be more careful. I put my head out again to see if there were other golden monkeys around, but I didn't find any traces. Instead, I found that the field of vision outside was very wide. Under the moonlight, I could see the outline of a large forest, showing It gave off a desolate dragon color, and the crown of the tree swayed in the wind, like waves in the sea, making the sound of leaves rubbing against each other.

At this time, I suddenly saw a flashlight in the forest, looming in the darkness.

I recognize this kind of white light. When I asked Lao Itchy to buy equipment, I told him to buy the best. As a result, he bought a mountaineering flashlight that cost more than 2,000 yuan. The light of this kind of flashlight is very special, white and bright. It has strong penetrating power and can be used to illuminate snow and melt it.

So I immediately concluded that the owner of that flashlight light was Lao Itch. I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my heart: What was he doing there so late?

I stared at it for a while, feeling strange in my heart, so I walked down to the attic, put on my coat, and felt towards the place where he was.

From the attic, it seemed that the flashlight light was only about thirty meters away from the shack, but in fact it was much further away. I walked downwind for ten minutes before I heard the sound coming from the upwind. It was a rhythmic knocking sound, as if someone was playing a drum slowly. I kept my body short and approached slowly, and soon I saw a person playing something in front.

I slowed down and continued to get closer. About ten meters away from him, there was a pile of lush shrubs. I hid behind it, and after a closer look, I realized that the sound of drumming was actually the sound of engineers shoveling the ground. Lao Itch was shirtless and digging for something on the ground. He put the flashlight on a tree and acted as a street light.

My mood is very complicated. On the one hand, I am very curious about what he wants to do when he goes out to dig things behind my back in the middle of the night. On the other hand, I feel very sad. He is obviously hiding something from me. I came to help him with good intentions, but he hid something from me. This is completely inappropriate.

I watched secretly for a while, but I didn't notice that he did anything special. He just kept digging in the soil. I felt a little impatient. In such a cold night, I squatted here, and my whole body was cold. A very uncomfortable thing. I suddenly thought, if he just wants to dig a hole here all night, then if I accompany him to suffer here, wouldn't I be an idiot? With Lao Itchy's character, it is not strange to dig a hole in the middle of the night. He has Once I even ran to a cemetery in the middle of the night and ordered takeout from pizza restaurants across the city.

At that moment, I almost rushed out and asked him what he was doing, but I immediately gave up the idea, because the moment I stood up, I saw a homemade pistol stuck in his waistband.

This thing should be an imitation Soviet TT30/33 Tokarev pistol. I listed this thing on the purchase list, but he told me that he didn’t buy it. I didn’t think at the time that he would lie to me. , now that I look at it, I feel cold all over my body.

When I first saw Lao Itch, I always thought that he was still the same careless person as before, so I was not guarded against him at all. But now it seems that his scheming is actually very careful and hidden.

Originally, I was completely sure that even if I jumped out now and kicked him into the pit, he wouldn't be angry. However, after seeing this gun, I hesitated. It seems that I can't use it now. Judging from his previous experience, if I jumped out, he might shoot me to death.

I didn't go any further, but squatted there quietly to see what he was digging.

Lao Itch was very vigilant. Every time he dug three times, he would stop and listen to what was going on around him. But I stood in the downwind, and the wind blew all the sounds I made to another direction, and he never noticed me.

He dug for half an hour. Suddenly, his shovel seemed to have stuck into something metal, making a crisp sound.

He stopped digging and leaned down, and I saw him take out a stick-like object from the pit.

The stick-shaped object was covered with mud. I couldn't tell what it was, but my intuition felt that it seemed to be a bone. Lao Itchy wiped it a little, without looking carefully, but hurriedly wrapped the thing in cloth. , stuffed into his bag.

I continued to watch to see what else he could dig out, only to find that he began to fill it back with soil.

At this time, the mountain wind gradually weakened, and there were signs of changing the direction of the wind. If I continued to hide, I would probably be discovered. I got up secretly and started to walk back. Lao Itch had achieved his goal and was eager to remove the soil. I added it back, so I didn't pay attention to the movements around me. I stepped up my steps and returned to the shack smoothly. I fell asleep calmly, pretending that nothing happened.

After a while, Lao Itch came back quietly. Seeing that I was still sleeping soundly, he sat down opposite me and started adding firewood to the bonfire.

I closed my eyes, my heart was churning, curiosity and disappointment were mixed together, and I felt very uncomfortable. I planned to wait for Lao Chu to fall asleep, and then go back alone, because I was I reluctantly came to this place to help him. Now that he is hiding something from me, I naturally have no obligation to stay any longer. Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me.

But Lao Itch was full of energy and had no intention of changing positions with me. I squinted my eyes and stared at him secretly, and found him half lying on the ground, thinking about something blankly.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he quietly took out the stick-like object from his bag and began to wipe it with a cloth. Soon, the soil on it was wiped off, revealing a yellow metallic luster. In an instant, I felt very Puzzled, because on the surface, the mysterious object turned out to be just a copper stick.

There was also a puzzled expression on Lao Itch's face. He turned the stick upside down and looked at it, his expression became ugly. It seemed that he just knew that something was buried in that place. He didn't know what it was specifically. clear.

I saw that he was wearing rubber gloves, as if he was very taboo about this stick. I was very curious, why did he wear gloves? Couldn't he touch it directly with his hands? At this time, I have changed my mind. I still have to leave tomorrow morning, but before leaving, I must know the origin of this thing.

Thinking of this, I pretended to have just woken up, turned over, half-opened my eyes, coughed, and asked him: "Old itch, what time is it?"

Lao Itch was studying the stick attentively. My sudden question startled him. He hurriedly put the stick behind his back, then looked at his watch and said: "Three... It's past three o'clock. ”

"Oh!" I pretended not to see his embarrassed movements, rubbed my nose and sat up, saying, "Well, it's time for us to change the guard. You can go to sleep."

Lao Itch hesitated and responded to me, putting his hands behind his back, secretly trying to stuff the copper rod into his backpack. I laughed secretly in my heart, pretending to want to move my hands and feet, stood up, and walked towards him while yawning. .

He was startled by my sudden movement. His hands were tense and he couldn't put the stick in smoothly no matter how hard he tried. I walked leisurely to his side, pretending to want to get something from his bag. When he saw me leaning down, he was so nervous that the copper rod rolled out of his hand and rolled to my feet.

I didn't expect things to develop like this, and I wasn't prepared for a moment. I was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be surprised and asked him: "What is this? Where did the stick come from?" After that, I bent down. Pick up.

Originally, I wanted to take the opportunity to take a closer look at what this copper rod looked like. What I didn't expect was that Lao Itch's reaction was surprisingly loud. His face instantly turned pale and he yelled: "Don't touch it!"