Old Diaoye

Xiao Zhebie and his wife were confused by my sudden movement. They stayed beside the bed, neither standing nor sitting.

I passed them and lifted up the pillow cover with a bang, revealing an earthy yellow pottery pillow with a bracelet on both sides. The bracelet was extremely thickly coated, and it was obviously an old thing.

"Hey, the front foot said "Mingwei", and the back foot found the old guy, let me take a look!"

Lao Bai murmured and walked forward. He hesitated for a moment, but still did not dare to touch the pillow. He squatted down and carefully observed the bracelet on the side.

He is an expert in this field, and he can tell what is good at a glance.

But facing this thing, he had a problem.

In his words, this is an old thing. Who in the modern world would be stupid enough to make this kind of clay pillow? It is hard, so high, and uncomfortable to sleep on. No one knows how to use it, and there is no market for it at all. But there is no market for it.

He couldn't tell the specific year.

Because for normal pottery, the first thing to judge the age is to look at the shape and the decoration, glaze, and painting on it. But this pottery pillow has an ordinary shape, with nothing on it. If you want to identify it, you can only feel it.

But in this situation, whoever dares to touch it might end up growing big eyeballs all over his body.

However, the bracelets on the left and right sides of this pottery pillow are a bit interesting. They are made of bronze, in the shape of a horse, and have a typical nomadic style. They are definitely not from the Central Plains.

"Could it be that this thing caused the trouble?"

I also muttered in my heart, there was no way I could test the law myself. This was undoubtedly an antique, but after all, it was a pillow and a personal item. How could half of the people in the pastoral area be affected by it?

Lao Bai was a bit meaner. He kept looking at the top of Xiao Zhe's head. He smiled sinisterly, which made people's hair stand on end. He asked inexplicably: "Except for you two, who is suffering from this strange disease now?"

Are they all men?"

"Well, it seems that it is indeed..."

Xiaozhe didn't think about it for a moment and nodded. Then the man suddenly became angry. When he looked at his wife, his eyes looked as if he wanted to eat someone. Her wife still hasn't reacted yet. She has a look on her face.

Ignorant.

"Okay, stop making trouble, it's not chaotic enough now!"

I pushed Lao Bai, thinking that this bastard dared to joke about something like this, one of them might be killed, so I turned around and went to comfort Xiao Zhebie, and waited until the other person calmed down a little.

He asked: "This pillow is so weird. It is an ancient pillow. Why do you and your wife still use it now?"

Before Xiaozhe could stop talking, her daughter-in-law spoke up for the rare occasion: "I brought it with me when I got married. My family is also from this pastoral area. This pillow is an old thing. It has been in my family for many years. It is said that it is still mine.

My grandpa brought it back from an old man when he was young. This pillow is really comfortable to rest on. It is cool in the summer and feels warm when you sleep in the winter. It is called warm in winter and cool in summer. Our family has always regarded it as a treasure.

I brought her here when I got married, and I've been sleeping on it all these years."

Lao Bai squatted beside the bed and kept staring at the pottery pillow. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You are all a bunch of blind people. Although I can't accurately determine the age of this thing or tell what story it has, but

Basically, we can guess that this thing has a history of thousands of years at least, is so well preserved, and is something from a nomadic area. It is very rare. If it is really sold, why do you go into the mountains to poach it? It is enough to eat.

several years."

"So valuable? My mother's family has many more!"

His wife's face was happy, but then darkened again. Perhaps thinking of her son who died tragically, she sighed softly: "What's the use of talking about this now?"

My attention was not on the ancient artifact in front of me, but on the information inadvertently revealed in Xiaozhe's wife's words.

She also has many things like pottery pillows at home.

This was brought back by her grandfather when he beat Lao Maozi!

Is it possible that this thing is really a monster?

I see that his wife is not too young. Looking back, when his grandfather was young, it was probably already the late Qing Dynasty. At that time, NMG and the Northeast were seriously harmed by Lao Maozi. There were indeed many people running away.

They came out to beat the old man. As far as I know, they were traveling in groups at that time. There could never be more than one person in this pastoral area.

Will other people also bring something back?

My intuition tells me that the things in this pastoral area may not be real. There are countless reasons for them.

For a while, I was no longer in a hurry to go out for a walk. Instead, I sat down and chatted with Master Qi and others about this matter.

"Isn't that what it is? Our pastoral area also produced great heroes back then!"

Master Qi gushed when he talked about this: "Those years were chaotic. Today the old man came, and tomorrow the Japanese came. Many young people in the pastoral area had no intention of running a business and went out to fight. Xiaozhe said goodbye to his wife's grandfather.

It's one of them. I remember seeing him when I was a kid. His body was covered with gunshot wounds and stab wounds. There were twenty or thirty people who went out with him, and in the end more than ten people came back. There were things like this pillow.

There are quite a few, every house has one or two like this!"

The truth is pretty much what I thought!

Now it seems that the strange diseases in the pastoral areas should be related to these things!

However, these things have been functioning well here for nearly a hundred years, so why are they causing trouble at this juncture?

This matter may be related to our mission this time!

Even Brother Yaozi and Lao Bai were keenly aware of the unusual nature of the matter. They stopped talking and listened to my questions with peace of mind.

It's a pity that Master Qi is just a big shot, and he's good at bragging. In fact, he was dumbfounded when he was asked to explain the origins of these things and when the legend of their "holy mountain" originated.

, nothing useful can be said.

In the end, even Lao Bai was so angry that he called him a stick!

Master Qi was also a little frustrated. He only talked about the older generation and refused to say more. He only said one or two words to them occasionally. How could he know so much.

However, Xiao Zhe's wife rolled her eyes, gave Xiao Zhe a fist blow, and said: "These little brothers are interested in these things, so they must have their own ideas. We don't know about these things."

, but there is someone in the pastoral area who must know. I heard my dad say that before my grandfather and his brothers brought these things back, they came back early and found someone, a migrant. I will tell you about this.

I’ve been talking about it!!”

"You mean...Old Diaoye?"

Xiao Zhe was startled for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "Oh, it's true, we don't know these things, and the old people in the pastoral area may not know them either, but the old man must know them!!"

The old man they were talking about was clearly an old man who had come from that era. He was already over a hundred years old this year, and he was a longevity star.

This old Diaoye is not a local. It is said that his hometown is Shandong. Because he killed someone in Shandong, he ran away from Guandong and went to Jilin. He joined the Shen Gang and formed a relationship with a big family in Shanchangzi.

With no choice but to continue running away, he came here. He did not live in the pastoral area, but lived at the foot of the Daxinganling Mountains not far from here. He worked as a mountain guard. He was old and lonely.

Accordingly, the government did not drive him away.

He has been here for many years. When he came here, he settled down, and the local old and young men helped him a lot, so now he has a good relationship with the pastoral area. They are all old men who can go into the mountains to poach.

Turn a blind eye, otherwise, with Lao Diaoye's eyes that are brighter than an eagle, there will be nothing wrong with them at all!

Things in this pastoral area are full of mystery. We don't even know where the real master is and there is no way to solve it. The most important thing now is to find out what they have behind them. There is still a sensible person like Lao Diaoye.

Of course we couldn't let go of him alive, so we grabbed Qi Ye and immediately went out, took a few horses, and went straight to Lao Diao Ye.

When we arrived, the old man was sitting in front of the door smoking a cigarette. His beard and hair were gray, and he looked like a savage.

After we dismounted and explained our purpose, the old man kept looking at us. He didn't look like a centenarian at all. He looked at us and made me feel hairy all over. After a while, he allowed us to enter the house.

Brother Yaozi told me in a low voice that he had just seen a ghost in the daytime. This old man is not easy to mess with. Although he is more than a hundred years old, he thinks it is okay to knock me down. He is just an old wolf.

If our brothers were not capable, they would be driven away without being able to enter the house. The other person just looked at us, but he was actually looking at our bones. Without this ability, he would not be able to get into his eyes.

I never thought that it was a contest just now!

However, since this old man still likes a few of us, he didn't hide anything when he spoke, and the events of that year were unfolded in front of us little by little.

The legend of the holy mountain in this place really fucking started from that time.

In the Gengzi year, the Boxer Rebellion broke out in the capital, the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, and Mao Zibing entered Manchuria and Mongolia from the northeast. This was a large group of bandits. After arriving, they not only looted cultural relics, but also went into the mountains and old forests to dig tombs everywhere. The people spontaneously

Many resistance armies appeared, and Xiaozhe's wife's grandfather joined one of them.

At that time, a group of Maozi soldiers happened to have sneaked into the Daxingan Mountains and were active near this pastoral area. Rumors spread that there must be a big tomb in the mountains.

Because this is the hometown of Xiaozhe's wife and his grandfather, this group of people was sent here to cause destruction.

For this kind of thing, they naturally had to ask Lao Diaoye. To put it bluntly, they hoped that Lao Diaoye could be a guide. Without any hesitation, Lao Diaoye agreed directly and led them into a collision with a group of Maozi soldiers in the mountains.

Come to think of it, this group of Mao Zibing actually found the ancient tomb and pulled a cart full of things.

Without saying a word, the two sides immediately exchanged fire. As a result, they were beaten to death when they met each other. This is normal. After all, they are a group of masters armed with machetes and bows and arrows. How can they fight against the firearms of the regular army?

Mao Zibing pursued them relentlessly. If Lao Diaoye hadn't been familiar with the mountains, they would have died long ago. That's it. In the end, they were surrounded in the mountain col and saw themselves reaching a desperate situation. As a result, at night,

Suddenly, there was a strong wind all around, blowing red wind and a red mist. They couldn't see anything. Then they heard the fierce sound of horse hooves, and the Mao Zibing screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

They hid in the mountain col and did not dare to go out. They waited until dawn the next day before crawling out. The corpses of Maozi soldiers were all around the ground, and they were all mummified!!

"Those people thought that the ancestors in the tombs in the mountains must have shown their power and sent out the Yin soldiers to save them. Otherwise, why would they only seek bad luck from Mao Zibing and not them? Therefore, they feel that there is something sacred in the mountains.

It hurts every plant and tree."

The old man huddled up on the pony, crackling his pipe, and said expressionlessly: "Those things dug up by the Maozi soldiers were later brought back to the pastoral area. They were originally going to sell them for military expenses."

, as a result, after the old Buddha in the capital lost the battle, he took out his anger on the Boxers and the resistance armies like them, and labeled them as rebels and traitors. They had no place to go and had to stay in the pastoral areas.

, and later, the Qing Dynasty was finished, and all the old brothers begged to die..."

Speaking of this, Lao Diaoye felt a little depressed. When they and Lao Maozi had an accidental fight, they were just young men of sixteen or seventeen years old. In the blink of an eye, they became like this. I guess he remembered the old things again.

He refused to say a word.

A few of us had no choice but to stand up and say goodbye.

After I left the door, I thought about it and said, "That's right. It seems that the old fox in the mountains didn't give way. Maybe it has something to do with this tomb. Everything in the pastoral area comes from this tomb. Now,

They suddenly launched an attack and caused people to fall ill. It must have been the old fox who was causing trouble. My master is right. I don’t know what the reason was, but the old fox couldn’t wait any longer and wanted to kill these people!"

Master Qi followed us and asked cautiously: "Then... can this evil disease be cured?"

I pointed at Brother Yaozi and said you have to ask him about this.

"If it can be cured, just find out all those things and burn them. The target is easy to determine. If someone in a family has a strange disease, then there must be something like this in the family."

Brother Yaozi thought for a while and then said with a smile: "There is nothing visible on the pottery pillow, but there are many things, and there is always one thing that is distinctive. I would like to see what kind of tomb this is, and it is so evil.

, let’s also explore the origins of this old fox. Why is it so rare that it won’t leave when the time comes and won’t give a nest of little foxes a way out..."
Chapter completed!