Seven Evil Slips Chapter 17:

When night falls, there is fog.

Kiyo and the others were dismantling tents in the fog, collecting backpacks, bagging garbage that could not be decomposed, and the flashlight was flickering. Only then did Cao Yanhua remember that he wanted to take a photo with the tree stump pot. He bent his waist, grinned, and showed eight standard teeth.

One thousand three took a picture for him with his mobile phone, and Cao Yanhua came over happily to see the effect——

Ask: "What about people?"

"Look in the fog."

Yan Hongsha said: "Ten Wan's photography skills are too poor, I don't know how to light it at night, I'll do it."

She had a mobile phone in one hand and a flashlight in the other. The electric light was like a searchlight, hitting Cao Yanhua directly in the face. Cao Yanhua bravely opened his eyes wide against the strong light...

After the filming, I came over to look at it. On the dark screen, there was only a big bright and glowing face.

Cao Yanhua was speechless, and after a while he said: "I really have to say that you two..."

Yan Hongsha actually gave him a trick: "You put the two PSs together..."

Kido couldn't help laughing, after a while Luo Ren came over with the bags on his back, counted them, everyone stood in their original positions and wrapped the ropes.

All the flashlights were turned off, and the sound of the flapping wooden wings of the silver-eyed bat swirled into the air.

The first time he was born, the second time he was acquainted, this time he left, he was not as nervous as before, and occasionally chatted, Kiyo was like a careful captain, kicking away the stones under his feet for a while, and urging his back .

——It's slippery here, walk slowly.

——There is a pit, be careful.

Yan Hongsha had a whim: "Kiyo, let's build a house here."

She said enthusiastically: "This road is so roundabout. Mr. God just walks such a short distance during the day before he gets dizzy. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to enter. Let's build a house here and treat it as a vacation. Next time we come , bring food and drink, barbecue grills, solar generators, and speakers for singing!"

Cao Yanhua thinks this is a good idea: "We can also bring a computer and project a movie. Just project it on the fog screen. The effect is amazing. It's a giant screen theater."

These thoughts are like the water that opens the sluice, and you can't stop it. For example, you need to build a vegetable garden, plant onions, vegetables, and peppers, and plant 72 plum blossom stakes. Pull them out anytime and anywhere to practice. Stick was very envious and asked, "Can I come to play too?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Cao Yanhua said it all, as if this hill belonged to his family.

"Can I bring friends to play too?"

"Well..." Cao Yanhua thought about it for a while, "Those who have to pass the character test, we won't let in ordinary people."

Luo Ren, who was at the end, almost laughed out loud.

However, this playful fantasy still moved his heart.

Yes, yes, as long as you get through the last seventeen days and cross the last gap, why can't you.

***

Back to Meihua Jiuniang's mansion, there are still more than two hours before dawn.

There are still seventeen days left, let's get up and fight, and it will be fine.

Kiyo lit the incense candles in the mourning hall, put on his filial piety again, and took Cao Yanhua with him to guard the spirit until dawn.

The magic stick occupied Zheng Mingshan's house, found a pen and paper, and transcribed the photos taken word by word on the phone - he promised Muyo that when he left Youwu Town, he would send the relevant information Destroy all, this secret, and never tell anyone.

It's really hard for people to live. The **** stick feels sore in his heart. Why do he keep so many secrets? It was the same last time. Say: "I don't agree with you to write it out, you can't write a single word."

Can't help but make people sigh Yuliang: Since you let me know, why don't you let me write...

Luo Ren opened the door and came in. He has been safe for the past two days after entering the mountain, and there is no activity intensity. It is more like recuperation for him, and his injury is recovering well.

He came to ask the magic stick: "We set off at dawn, can you... can you?"

Of course not, there is so much information to remember and sort out, and he is going to search the Internet for relevant information.

Luo Ren didn't force it either: "Anyway, there is no definite news from Long Town for the time being. I will take people to the direction of Hangu Pass first. You can join us a day or two later."

***

Time flies by, and the sky just got brighter, and the big guys are ready to go.

Cao Yanhua got into the car, and first turned the countdown calendar to "17". Looking at the black numbers, his palms were slightly sweaty, as if he was gearing up for a fight.

Kiyo boarded the car last, and the key to the mansion was handed over to the **** stick, and there was a lot to explain.

"It's not for nothing. When you are tired from studying, at least come out and clean up. Especially my master's mourning hall."

"Okay, okay, I understand the combination of work and rest."

"There is more..." Kiyo lowered his voice, "It's a bit taboo, you still have to pay attention, my master has only passed the first seven days, and the seventh day has not yet come out. The big brother marked the date on the calendar, and when it arrives Days, you should avoid it."

"No, no, no." The magic stick smiled, "I wish she would come back. If she comes back, I would like to do an interview with her. In my heart, your master is very special..."

Kiyo was stunned, paused and resolutely gave him the key: "Goodbye."

Turn around and take two steps, then suddenly back away.

Smiling, he said, "I won't give you the seven pieces of wood. However, if you call me nice and promise to keep them safe, Silver-eyed Bat, I can leave them for you to relieve your boredom." ..."

God's eyes widened, and in the next moment, he hugged Kiyo with great enthusiasm: "Little pocket, you are so cute..."

"No way, no way", this mantra is really learned by everyone.

In the Hummer, everyone's eyes turned to Luo Ren.

Luo Ren is very calm: "Look at what I am doing, this is a pure relationship between a man and a woman, and there will be no loss of meat in a hug. Do I eat this boring flying vinegar?"

Cao Yanhua praised him: "Brother Luo is free and easy!"

One thousand three: "Be confident!"

Yan Hongsha: "In the first place, boyfriend and girlfriend trust each other, that's how it should be."

Aoki told him many stories about Japanese gods and monsters, some of them were actually quite cute, and they were said to be harmless evil thoughts, which would turn into small round stones and roll towards the enemy's feet, and then the person's foot slipped, I planted my mouth and gnawed on the mud, and the front teeth fell out a long way.

Those small round stones will quickly reach out and grab the front teeth, and run back slowly, shouting happily: "Revenge, revenge."

He doesn't want the front teeth of the magic stick, but it is necessary to fall.

***

It was a magical experience when the car got out of the fog. Along the way, the fog became thinner and dispersed. It's one o'clock, looking back, it still looks like a foggy bun, and it's gone here..."

Thirteen tugged at her sleeve and let out a "shh".

Looking back, Muyo was leaning on the co-pilot, already asleep, and Cao Yanhua was also leaning on Ten-Wan's shoulder, and Ten-Wan was pushing his head away as if disgusted—— These two people who had been guarding the spirit since they came back last night were also exhausted.

Yan Hongsha quickly closed the car window, and when she unpacked the bag for breakfast, she took small mouthfuls and moved lightly.

Yan Hongsha was still kneeling on the back seat watching Cao Jiefang in the cage, mouthing to it: Jiefang, don't bark, everyone is sleeping...

Cao Jiefang gave her a sideways glance, which meant to say: Only those who look good can be called, whoever is full is called every day...

***

When the phone rang, Kiyo had already had a long sleep, and opened his eyes in a daze, the car had just pulled over.

It is a lively small county town. On the side of the street, 13,000 opened the door of the car, trotted down to buy water, pushed down the window, and the midday sun mixed with the local dialect poured into the car. Kiyo listened and said: "Sichuan dialect."

Luo Ren smiled: "I have entered Sichuan, and I have been driving for almost 6 hours."

He answered the phone.

Wan Fenghuo called, and his voice was not as firm as when he usually delivered messages. The first sentence was: "That Long Town, to be precise, it's gone."

Gone? Such a large place won't disappear out of thin air, will it? The ancestors of cheetahs have been traced back for so many years, and it is still possible to find out.

Wan Fenghuo smiled dryly: "My friend, the situation is different from place to place. The ancestor of the cheetah was in a small town in eastern Zhejiang, where the family lived together. Sometimes they lived for thousands of years without moving their nests, but you checked The place is different..."

Hangu Pass is located in Lingbao City. If you open any related geography books, the description is generally "the plateau is located in the west, the Juejian is in the east, the Qinling Mountains are in the south, and the Yellow River is in the north".

Trouble lies in the Yellow River.

In the old society, the Yellow River diverted, breached, and flooded many times, which provided a lot of material for film and television dramas such as the Qing Palace and the Republic of China. Generally, everyone will see the Pegasus Express going to the Forbidden City. The voice-over is "Your Majesty, it's terrible , the Yellow River burst again."

Wan Fenghuo said that in 1933, such a major flood occurred in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, which is also known as the worst flood since the 20th century. are also among those affected.

In other words, the Long Town back then would have been destroyed by the storm. Even if the town hadn't been destroyed by the flood, the people in it would have gone out to flee famine and disaster. , Sweeping and anti-sweeping, it is equivalent to dying - it is not a concept at all with the small towns in eastern Zhejiang that have been living for hundreds of years.

Finally, it can be roughly confirmed that Long Town is now within the scope of Tong County near Hangu Pass.

After hanging up the phone, I sent a photo to Luo Ren.

It is the street view of Zhang County, with many high-rise buildings, many electric cars and bicycles passing by, and a large image billboard in the mirror: "All the people of the county work together to create a model county of civilization..."

Luo Ren smiled bitterly and said, "This is called finding a needle in a haystack."

***

The rest of the time, they were almost on their way. Luo Ren and Cao Yanhua drove alternately.

——The astronomical change more than 1000 BC should not only affect China, right? What about other countries?

Maybe, Cao Yanhua was very excited: "In other countries, there are many things related to Qi, such as the Seven Deadly Sins, the Seven Continents, and the Seven Dwarfs."

Talking about specific people, Hitler may have had a "vicious Jane", a war madman, extremely inflammatory, and committed genocide. Isn't this just the infinite expansion of "evil thoughts".

——The Allied forces finally broke through Berlin, and the "Phoenix Squad" in Western Europe was from the Allied forces?

——Yes, but Phoenix is ​​not popular in Europe and America, maybe people call it "Angel's Squad".

Luo Ren couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "Actually, as long as you change the positions of the two characters, Ji Jian is a good thing."

Cao Yanhua is strange: "Which two words? How to change the position?"

Luo Ren slowly repeated a sentence.

"The power of the seven stars, attached to the body, changes the heart, [eats the evil] and [promotes the good], strengthens the body, makes it sensitive to action, and even returns to life."

It was quiet in the car.

After a long pause, Kiyo said softly: "It's true."

…

I didn't get out of Sichuan that night and lived near Guangyuan. Departing early the next morning, the countdown calendar turned to "16". At noon, we stopped in Xi'an and ate the legendary trouser belt noodles and Roujiamo, then walked Weinan and Huashan to Lingbao.

In this route, there are obviously more mountains. Cao Yanhua searched the topographic map on the Internet, and sure enough, some mountains are nearly two thousand meters high, and the average altitude should be above one thousand meters.

In the evening, pass Xiaoshan Mountain, which is a branch of the eastern section of Qinling Mountains, extending between the Yellow River and Luohe River, and Hangu Pass is in between.

When passing Hangu Scenic Area, Luo Ren deliberately drove the car to a high place and stopped.

Overlooking, there are many tourists, and it is a bustling scene.

Thousands stretched their necks, put their hands on the forehead, and squinted their eyes to look into the distance. Kiyo saw that he was struggling to see, so he handed him the pocket binoculars.

He turned the binoculars and muttered to himself: "This is it, this is it."

Luo Ren was surprised: "What do you mean?"

"I drew the first water shadow on the Xiaoshang River. I remember it very clearly. There are outlines of distant mountains and a big river in the picture. The outline of the mountain is similar to the mountain line of Xiaoshan. Similarly, from the southwest to the northeast, there are rivers, either the Yellow River or the Luoshui River, this area is always right."

I wasted some time at Hangu Pass, and when I entered Tong County, it was already very late.

Luo Ren drove around the county seat first. The county seat is not particularly big, but it looks very new and there are no historical sites. After inquiring again, this Tong County had no organizational system before, and it was newly established after the founding of the country Composite division.

In other words, if you want to check a county chronicle, you can only start after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

It's really called Luo Ren's feed, even if the scope is narrowed down to this area, it's still a needle in a haystack.

I stayed in Tong County that night. The price here is not expensive, and the best hotel is only more than 300 yuan a night. Luo Ren asked for a family suite of a high-rise so-called view room, with inner and outer rooms, double bathrooms, and double beds. The sofa can be pulled out to accommodate two people, and five people can live there. Cao Jiefang can fly however he likes, as long as he doesn’t fly out of the window.

Open the window and look at the so-called "landscape", which is nothing more than a small piece of county lights, and in the distance, there are mountains.

Yan Hongsha murmured: "There are so many mountains here."

Kiyo also leaned over the window to see: "In ancient times, there were not so many houses. If you look at it from a high place, there are a few lights dotted among the mountains. It's quite scary to think about it."

Everyone washed up, Luo Ren slept on the sofa in the living room, and when he was lying down, he saw Cao Yanhua brought up the countdown card, and stood on the coffee table beside the sofa.

Looking at the time, there are still a few minutes before midnight, Luo Ren stays awake and keeps staring at the second hand on the watch, as if waiting for some task.

Twelve o'clock, the pointer passed the grid, he flipped the card again, and then let out a long breath.

I don't sleep soundly, it always seems to hear the sound of mourning and music, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

When I got up in the morning and told Cao Yanhua and the others, I realized that it wasn't just him, everyone had heard it.

Yan Hongsha opened the window to look, pointed to the downstairs and shouted: "There really is, look, there is a funeral going on across the street."

I checked in hastily last night, so I didn't look carefully. Sure enough, there were several cars with black curtains parked at the entrance of the residential area opposite.

Cao Yanhua murmured, "It's a bit unlucky."

After seeing the four archways, he subconsciously disliked everything related to death.

Kiyo couldn't help laughing, and greeted everyone: "Let's go downstairs for dinner."

***

The restaurant of the hotel is on the first floor. It is a buffet in the morning, and there are not many people eating. When Luo Ren came back with the meal, Cao Yanhua, who had already sat down and started eating, winked at him and pointed at the table behind him. Personally, lowered his voice: "Brother Luo, it was an old teacher who passed away. These people are all students who have settled in other places and came back to attend the funeral."

No wonder.

Luo Ren buried himself in the meal, and after the meeting, a few people came from the opposite side, who seemed to be family members, and went straight into the restaurant. The people at that table hurriedly got up, shook hands, said hello, expressed condolences, and exchanged pleasantries.

Luo Ren heard their conversation.

——Sorrow and sorrow.

——When will it be delivered to the mountain?

——It’s been two days.

——If you need help when going up the mountain, just ask.

——Thank you thank you...

A group of people walked outside after exchanging greetings, and left soon.

Luo Ren always felt that there was something strange, frowned, and kept staring at the opposite side. Kiyo felt that something was wrong with him, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him: "Luo Xiaodao?"

Luo Ren came back to his senses and smiled at her. When the waiter came to collect the used plates, he suddenly spoke.

"Miss, I want to ask, what is going up the mountain."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized: "You said going up the mountain? This is our local saying. In fact, it means burial, and burial in the cemetery."

"Then why is it called Shangshan? What does it mean to climb the mountain?"

The waiter was at a loss, she was still very young and didn't know much.

"Either way, you go to ask the other person? People who hold funerals will invite the kind of old masters who have been in charge of the past. They may understand."

Luo Renzhen went to ask.

It was an old man with few teeth left. When he laughed, his mouth was full of wind.

Seriously explain to Luo Ren: "No, it has nothing to do with Dengxian. In the past, when we died locally, we used to send them to the mountains to be buried - one is because there are many mountains nearby and the place is wide; Aren’t there frequent floods, and the burial is low, fearing that the grave will be washed away, which is unlucky. So they are all buried on the mountain.”

"Right now, the water conservancy is doing well, and flooding is rare. In addition, there are policies and regulations, all cremation, and a special cemetery for cemeteries. At that time, I was used to saying 'when to go up the mountain'..."