Ghost blowlamp a volume absolutely fine ancient tombs Chapter III of the mountains

Although they were Inner Mongolia, in fact, not far from Heilongjiang, faster to the border of Outer Mongolia. Dominated by Han Chinese residents, the two communities only a minority of Manchuria and Mongolia. Educated youth of our allocated a total of six individuals, four men and two women, one to the right places and dumbfounded, surrounded by all the rolling mountains and the endless expanses of virgin forest, out of a hundred years to go Tuen Tsz not see half shadows.

It is just inaccessible by road, let alone electricity, and at one point this place lamps belong to the cadres and the treatment, giving the flashlight is equivalent to presidential suite is now living in the city, completely do not know. Around the country thought we were all upstairs, downstairs, light call it.

But at that time also felt fresh, never seen such a big mountain, a lot of things that are also produced in the mountains for the first time to eat. This is relatively rich in the vicinity of the mountain, sundries many rivers can also be Lao Yu, pour worry about enough to eat. Later, after the city returned to listen to them to jump the queue in Shaanxi it was really complaining that they do, the years are fundamentally not seen a decent food.

Educated youth do not live too, because this place reflects environment Everyday, crop species not by much. Summer night we turn to the fields to see their crops because of fear of eating wild animals, so every night have to have one or two people spend the night in the crop ground.

Unlike the crop land in the mountains like a thousand miles Qingsha Zhang North China Plain, but one east, the west one, which horizon on which to open a field, so at night and often go out walking. That day at night are catching up with me and accompany fat, fat man sleeping in the huts, I went out turn full circle, one has nothing to look at things, go back to sleep won.

When approaching hut, not far from where I saw a large group of white shadow Yuan Huhu, I carefully rubbed his eyes to see, is really not Kanhua Yan, but too dark for what is, what kind of things also do not know. I do not believe something fishy about that time, thinking that what is animal, so he picked it of trying to expel clubs.

A dark, shining white among a group of things, but also slightly shaking, is this what? Not like animals, but if not animals, why move it?

Although I am not afraid of ghosts, but the face of the unknown thing, there are still the psychology of fear and dare not brandish a stick to fight directly. This root stick my hands, in fact, readily picked up from the ground thick branches. I used the branches gently nudged Sang Sang pile of white stuff, very soft ... ... Suddenly, in the dark and heard the fat man exclaimed: "ah ... ... what? Hu 81! You use twigs poke my butt doing?"

A false alarm, the original is the fat during the day to eat fruit that do not clean at night Naodu Zi, and crouched there, put Mao, night conspicuous on his white ass.

The next morning, fat Buyiburao to me to compensate him, claiming to have been scared last night killed more than a million brain cells. I said: "That on your brain, can have so many brain cells? I tell you are poor bachelor, accepting the highest acceptable it is necessary instructions to the rural poor and lower re-education, you want me to compensate you for what means? I can tell you in advance that, as you close the revolutionary comrade in arms, all my belongings on the left are now wearing pants this last one, and you will not want me to get compensation for you, these pants? "

Bad fat face with a smile, said: "Nadao No, I said yesterday in tuanshanzi Napian 老林 years to see a very large honeycomb, you stabbed me to go into cellular, and let's get some water to drink red honey, you can also use Honey Swallows with her father for the rabbit meat. "

Swallow is a girl's name, her father is a famous village, the old hunters, and I live in her fat home educated youth points. They both father and daughter often into the mountains to hunt, from time to time invited us to eat game, we always felt that the overall eating other people's good things a bit sorry, but we are too poor little things that can be used also requested the father and daughter swallow.

So we decided to get some honey, to give back to swallow. Both were Jipi Qi said do your job. In the city before the military area and I Obese women are notoriously naughty King, poke a cellular nothing, ten times worse than that is often playing in the dirty.

I am afraid I got lost and then found her dogs by the swallows, which is section of half a puppy, it is the swallows keep up their own. Swallows gave a name to a dog called chestnut yellow, and has also been not willing to take it out hunting, see we're going tuanshanzi play, put the dog to lend us.

Tuanshanzi straight-line distance from our village, not far, but because there is no road, over the mountains to go before the half-day. This piece of great woods, the village people have warned us not to go, saying that someone inside the bears come and go. We have seen the village has a face that only half of the men, a child who met in here, bears, and good swallow her father rushed to the scene, shot and scared the bear away, to save him down. But the face was being licked by a bear, who bear tongue all down raw meat spines a lick on the Tiandiao a large meat. His left face no eyes, ears, nose and mouth are distorted, are more than 40 years old, but also given no wife, the village's old people talking about his business, should shed tears for.

Although we bold, but dare not rashly into the jungle, Fat Man said that he and the village is a hive of people and collect seed when loose in the forest edges discovered in woods near a creek outside of the tree.

But surprisingly, this cell is too great, than we had previously stabbed those combined even greater, from a distance, like a tree without limbs hung up a calf Du-Zi, which the great dark mass sting Feng Fei to fly, buzzing deafening.

I say fuck you Xiaopang me on the pit, which is cell do? This is just one big stars wasp bomb ah, it should be blown up have to poke it? Fat that's right, if an ordinary cellular And need to find you? I myself have resolved smoothly, how do you dare to not dare to do?

I say it meant nothing, our team is invincible, even U.S. imperialism 咱 are not afraid of tanks and aircraft can be afraid of a few small bee? All of his grandmother's paper tigers, dry his mother, and today, let's eat honey has set.

Having said that, but not foolhardy, a slight mistake will be dead wasp sting alive, this bee is so great is definitely toxic, do not have much to suffer under such a one or two would be finished. Just next to the brook, which is called God helps me also. I will come up with a pancake Breaking of the two, feeding chestnuts to eat yellow, and it is far to run away. Then bring the military into their coats to wear, wearing dogskin

Hat tie a bib, gloves, hat in front cover of a woman looking through a transparent gauze educated youth, check the body have not the slightest where exposed flesh, let fat to find the two hollow reed, one tree in preparation for such Skip to the river to escape a moment to breathe when the bees attacked.

With everything ready, we are like two bloated, like a bear, step by Sanko have come to under the trees, I am holding a mass of winter grass seed and matches ready to go, fat man holding a long pole counts: "First, two, three. "pole with the count of three fierce poke on the cellular and trunk parts of the connection, without disclosing to the 45, the huge tree fell on cellular Bata look inside the numerous large wasp immediately bombed the camp, like flying out in the sky to form a large Black Mist, Weng Wengweng to hang over our heads.

I more fully prepared in advance, regardless of bees attack, with the match point with a winter grass seed and put on a honeycomb outlet, from the inside out Jufeng was flying a smoked cigarettes on the loss of a sense of direction, flying everywhere, I also used fat subtilis soil around the pile in the combustion of a firewall to protect against the formation of mountain fires burning.

At this point those who have not been smoked to the wasp have come to recognize the target, have toward us. I felt like hail as Papa Pa head to chaos ring, do not dare to stay in a hurry, and next to the creek toward obese. That stream is not deep, less than one meter looks like, we have a Mengzi tie to the end of the body of the wasp have been washed away by streams, I single-handedly holding down the head dogskin caps prevent them from being washed away by water, the other hand remove the reed breathing .

After a long time before exposing his head and found that bees are not to be drowned, is to be smoked halo of the past, no longer dangerous. Although it is now mid-summer, the mountain streams are cold, I have frozen shake hard just to climb cliffs, and lying on a rock big mouth breathing, the head warm sun tan body fat did not say comfortable.

Fat is also barely a moment, and Dangling climbed to shore, just climb half, he suddenly oh heard, suddenly raised his arms and hands do not know what the tie was a big hole in the blood DC.

I rushed down to the river again in Qufu him, fat side firmly to the wound side, said: "You be careful, this river seemed to have only the Po Wan, fucking Zhasi me."

No one around here to live, how would there be Po Wan, my curiosity since off a naked, red in the arm submerged into the river to explore, in the place where fat was tie to work out half of the broken bowl, watching the Nawan style pattern of blue and green, down a bit as before, my grandfather's collection of the Northern Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain.

Grandfather's antique calligraphy and painting in the four olds who have been a time when the Red Guards to smash, did not expect in the deep forests can also see the remnants of these antiques, really a little intimacy. But that did not have a thing for me to use, I have a half-Po Wan Taishou this far thrown into the woods.

Fat also put soaked clothes Grilled a naked, random bag in hand hole in the packet, but also jumped into the stream. We both took a bath and then pieces of clothing and footwear to dry in a stream of pebbles, I play acoustic whistle, greet chestnut yellow back.

I saw yellow chestnut ran back from a distance, his mouth still Diao enlargement of only the gray rabbit. I do not know how the rabbit only engage in the wretched, and yet it is still only hit the chestnut Huang internship period, dogs mouth. I see a hare, exultation under the holding chestnuts Huang roll a couple of laps on the ground is really a piece of good dogs, I helped break from the nest on a large piece of honeycomb covered with honey reward it.

Fat Man said: "Let's go back and also looking for someone to be a few puppies Pan raises, after the meat of the rabbits every day."

I said: "You want to get down the United States, the number of rabbits Jiabu Zhu mountains you this trough ruthless children to eat. Leaving aside the nonsense, and I am really a bit hungry, and you quickly pick up the rabbit pick up, I went to collect firewood fire. "

The Fat Man in the river, stripped clean and wash the rabbit, I hold a bundle of points from a pile of dry pine bonfire, put the rabbit skinned cast a thick layer of honey, the fire on the grill rack. A moment later, honey roasted rabbit system, the aroma in the air released into the atmosphere opened, I buck cut down feed dog, and the remaining rabbit meat a split two and a half and obese ate enjoyment of all. I have never eaten so fragrant Changzhemetai things, almost even with his own fingers swallow, although there is no oil, salt and seasoning, but it wiped out the wild honey roasted pine re-use the hare meat, do not have some natural flavor, in the city a lifetime can not imagine the world have such a delicious thing.

Eat later, seeing the sky is not early, clothes almost done, they use rough branches wore a huge honeycomb, both a front and rear to carry, and sang revolutionary songs back to the village: "days earth are great , let us all resolve to large; Dieqinniangqin better to favor the pro-Communist. "This is really whip struck gold stirrup ring, singing a triumphant still. The only co-ordination is not too loud and clear in our revolutionary anthem was also mixed with chestnuts Huang excited calls, it makes me feel a bit like the movie devils village atmosphere.

Back to the tun yard a look at people less a part of it, I asked the Swallow: "Swallow your father they all gone?"

Swallow the side to help us carry cellular side of the answer: "Cha Kanha river floods, forest wood have been bubble, and at noon the village people are going to be there to help move wood. Secretary so that I tell you, good to see the crops, do not get into trouble, they want 78 days to come back. "

I least like to hear other people will not let me get into trouble, you are in trouble everywhere, as if I am naturally a person like, so right Swallow said: "The secretary alcohol drink confused, right? We can break what is bad? We were all Chairman Mao a good boy. "

Swallow said with a smile that it does not court disaster Yeah, playing in your town come these educated youth, the village hens lay eggs all give you a Naotengdebu.

To join us in the other two men also went to the forest school leavers, leaving only me and fat along with two other female educated youth, because we went out to play not being sent to forestry work, and feel very lucky. Control into the honey jar, a full installation of more than 10 large jar, swallow the rest of the hive that the entire dish can be eaten in the evening to eat the whole Paozirouchao hive.

One comes to eat, overweight on the music, and said, Let this small life today with the Chinese New Year is almost in the afternoon just to eat roast rabbit meat, Paozairouchao hive at night to eat, my mouth water to flow out. Swallow asked us where roast rabbit. After I said. Swallow said, My God, you can Biexia whole, and in the old woods edge roast hare, Meat man bears leads to Zezheng 呀.

We listen to her say that only think of it, really is too dangerous, thanks to today's people may be in the sleeping bear not only smell barbecue aroma. I light a fire side of the side to help swallow the water and said a fat man in the hand was punctured Powan matter how barren hills and remote places where there will be sort of the Song dynasty blue and white porcelain bowl?

Swallow said that that point is not fresh, the girl from our village, married, Which has a dowry to do a few bottles and jars are from the river fish out come.

I heard the more strange, the river still fishing antiques?

Swallows from under the bed pulls out two vases Let me see: "It's not a long river, all washed down from upstream. Zancun River near the source of these articles are in the ditch Niuxinshan Lama, listening to old people That mountain is buried say I do not know which of Liao Jin Queen Mother's vault, which buried with the good stuff went to the old nose. Many people want to go to that tomb, but it is not not find, that is, into the ditch on the Lama get out. lamas ditch that old and dense woods, and my father would have seen there are savages haunt the ditch, and some people say that Cynanchum haunted mountains, anyway these years no one would dare to go there. "

Yuehua Jian has been night fell, swallows the food done, and obese female educated youth sent for the other two to dinner. The results have just overhauled and one of the named Juan in with breathless to run back, I Mangwen them What's the matter.

Juan breath for a long time before it clear that the original of that woman with her at home educated youth Tian Xiaomeng letter, saying that her mother was hospitalized with asthma, and sick kinda serious. Tian Xiaomeng heard people say that the Buddha Lama ditch long fruit of asthma wonders on a person to ditch mining Buddha Lama fruit. From the morning went, and a dark until now had not come back.

Nao Menzi blue veins look at how high I jump, it Tianxiao Meng also most unwise, and that all virgin forest where even the village experienced hunters also hesitant to go, how she went on his own a person?

Juan cried and said I was no stopping her ah, let's hurry to find her, and if something else can be done if out how to do 呀.

But now the labor of the village went to the forest, leaving the old people who have families to small, and I have to go find fat people can only go to, and swallows takes on chestnuts yellow and hunting with us a go, leaving Juan look at the crops in the village.

Dogs in the mountains are not afraid of getting lost, and we dare not delay the holding lit yellow chestnuts into the mountains overnight. Deep forests there is no way to go, I really wanted a girl do not understand how dare Tian Xiaomeng own a single one broke into the mountains of the most deep fat that she may be anxious confused, who's biological mother is sick do not worry ah.

Because of darkness, let the dog track odor, chestnuts Huang did not received any professional training in tracking, often with the lost, but also fall back to re-look. So we walked slowly, 45 hours prior to the road, and take a whole night. Appeared in the East the dawn of large forest morning breeze blew person goose bumps, clean air makes lifted the spirit of pointing to the west of the swallows to us: "You see, 那座 mountain is Niuxinshan . "

I looked to the west and fat, were covered with vast woodlands in the mountains, stands an uncanny great peaks, the whole mountain like beef heart shape, like a nine Bailian Yulong Great Falls, pour down from the mountains, the villagers Those picked up from these falls where porcelain is washed out, it seems that the legendary Liao empress's tomb may be inside the mountain, but over the years has always been that no one can find the entrance.

I met this spectacular mountain suddenly have a feeling, to Chairman Mao to ensure that such a mountain where it seems that I've seen. Struck by this idea a move, and finally think of it idle normally look at my grandfather left it in this book to see a broken record. This landscape pattern is an excellent Feng Shui Po Point, the former is expected, and later by, nine in Kowloon is like water falls into the hills as if a partition of the lotus in full bloom, right, and seems to be what is called the "Kowloon cover Yu lotus. "

For the nine mountain waterfall, over a small one, or that there is no such a large water flow, are not enough to cover the Kowloon Yulian pattern. The largest of nine in the single digits, there is the implicit meaning supreme; pronunciation is also with a long time, there is the eternal meaning, has always been considered the most auspicious of a number. In addition, if a small waterfall flow, and that's not called the dragon, it was a snake.

This Feng Shui Po Point, as well as the individual known as "Roselle emperor's carriage," according to the book, the most suitable is the woman buried in this place, if the burial of the man, his family should Daoda Mei had.

At this time my mind had a vague feeling that my grandfather's book, "Sixteen-Character yin and yang, feng shui secret technique" is not a mess of the Four Olds, the contents of the book is indeed write with substance, and back after which they re - a good read.

But I do not think this kind of feng shui, what practical value, since ancient times in China there are so many emperors, which one finds a place after death is buried? Change of dynasty, the history of the decline of prosperity torrent, How can it be buried in graves around how well can it?

Swallow, pointing Cynanchum Piedmont valley, said: "This is the famous lamas ditch legend inside savages, to the haunted at night."

Fat man looked at the valley in the clouds of virgin forest, frowning, said: "If Tianxiao Meng ditch into the lamas will certainly be lost, let's only three dog, looking for a bit she could really not easy."

I think they are both a little bit discouraged, cheer for them, said: "communist materialists who believe that the world should not have any ghosts, whether it is a ghost or a Savage, I ran into even if it is bad luck, I have to capture it a few, brought to Beijing to give Chairman Mao, Chairman Mao met with will be very surprised. "

Fat, like me, are a military family background, there is a blood born with the genetic factor most scary and he heard me say this, but also to the spirit, and gearing up to prepare into ditch.

Only Swallows worried about her as a local, small to large heard numerous accounts of this terrible Lama ditch legend, they will naturally develop an innate fear of the psychological. But now to save people must bear only those left behind had.

Three men to sit down and eat a bit dry food, the whole point of equipment, we have a total of two shotguns, these two guns is the Swallow, and her father used for hunting, one is 3 sleeves, and the other to be a frequent Oroqen teeth carry the child, both guns are very backward, and all former chamber filled with gunpowder gun lethal at close range are great, but shooting 35 meters away goal will be difficult to guarantee the power and accuracy, thus playing a hare Paozi sort of fairly so.

I am six years old when my father was taken to the range to play guns, the length of the PLA's standard firearms I have used familiar, but that the former bore Flintlock hunting, and I am not sure to be controlled. Fat, and my experience, for we discussed a bit, shotguns and I each took a swallow, fat man took a machete while cutting wood. With everything ready, a good thing, the three monks on a headlong into a ditch among the forests.

In the Lama ditch, compared to the legendary wild man, and Mountain Ghost, the most real and immediate threat from human bear, people and black bears while blind are in the same bear, but people who bear likes to walk legislation, it was this name . Who bears are huge in size, skin roughness flesh, hunters are only in groups, and with a large number of hounds when the bears dare to attack people. If a person with a broken gun in the forests and people in bear encounter, almost tantamount to a death sentence.

Walking in the woods of the great half-day, beef heart mountains 9 Great Falls rumbling sound of the flowing water of the increasingly large Seeing Lama has come to an end of the ditch on the hill approaching the foot of the bovine heart.

Bear savages were no met, but did not see Tian Xiaomeng sight of a fat ass tired sitting on the ground: "Bu Xingle ... ... ... ... walk in it."

Let's say that on the first swallow Xie Huier bar, chestnut yellow seem Xunbu Dao Tian Xiaomeng the smell of, well, it can be Zezheng ah, if can not find her secretary, and my father still can not bring them back to my Masi.

I am also tired unbearable, picked up the bottle a few mouthfuls of plump plump filling of the two of them said: "Tianxiao Meng Hui people will not bear to eat? Or else there may have been arrested Savage to do a Yazhaifuren . "

We are resting while the side cackle, Hu Ting Wong directed at chestnut forests deep barking up, dogs are a good blood good dog, they are not extremely dangerous circumstances, will not be such a scream.

I asked the Swallow: "how the dog? Is not found in any wild beast?"

Swallow pale: "quick on the tree, is a human bear."

I heard that a man bears, Sanxialiangxia hurriedly climbed a tree, Ditouyikan, swallows are forced held out fat ass, fat will not climb trees, difficulty holding a little way up the trunk rub. I quickly slipped down and from the tree, and swallows entrusted with the fat ass, fat man finally climbed a minimum of one tree branches of a tree, sweating profusely to lie in the above said: "I ... ... this tree hell ... ... too high! "

Chestnut yellow sounds more and more urgent, no one waiting for me, and swallows up the tree, they see the bush drilled a whole body of people bear black hair, which met with the living, immediately excited, people enact a growl, such as Ray.

Swallow for many years with her father in the mountains to hunt, the experience is extremely rich, and no time to think, he raised his shotgun to put the bear in front of a shot, hitting the splash is heard fire, shot the bear in the middle of the stomach.

Due to close proximity, and the people bear the abdomen are young and supple, this gun in its belly opened a big hole in their blood and intestines at the same time to flow. Bear wounded people, extremely angry with a large bear's paw into his own intestines stuffed back, and then rage fell into the swallow, swallow the shotgun can not be repeating, behind trees and thorns are nowhere to escape, only to die with eyes closed .

Save important thing, I would not attend to think about, and hurried to shoot the bear in the head aim of this gun, if not hit, the swallows would be finished, imagine a little hand-shaking, a grit one's teeth pulled the trigger, thud, or carry a teeth huge sub-recoil shotgun almost had me flip a somersault, a butt sitting on the ground, I do not know the harmful effects of firearms is not enough, or I shoot too partial, though hit the bear in the head, but its only Daxia eye.

The guns although not lethal, yet swallows saved people bear a blind eye, his face all blood, eyes still half hanging eyeball, it becomes even more crazy, leaving swallows matter, Jing Zhichao I descend quickly.

Then chestnut Huang Meng bites from the back of the hind legs bears, people should pay attention to bear looked away chestnut yellow, chestnut yellow is very alert, see the bear turned around, it is far from running away, the teeth of human bear ci provocation.

It's that get a slow slow and I have to seize the swallows more than a dozen of these life-saving seconds, respectively, climbed the tree.

Bear injuries were not light, even the tiger in the mountains are afraid of one-third, which eaten such a big loss, want to grasp chestnut yellow, but there is no hounds run fast, you want to bite, we have climbed the trees. It is in the trees turn a few times, despite a stomach Xiehuo, and 1:00 actually do not know what to do, fly into a rage, going to Heaven and bluster, sonic booms Valley.

I lie on the trees on the people who bear anxious to see the following straight turning in circles, forgetting their dangerous situation, I feel funny in the other a fat tree shouted: "Xiao Pang, uncle how you two are not leaving the country again ? with the blind cruise below what? You persuade it, do not take things too hard by. "

Fat is not worried about being afraid of bears but a high, take the modern word, he probably was a bit afraid of heights, lying in the Shu Chashang tremble with fear, but he listened to my squeeze on him and refused to lose, with me shouting match up : "Hu 81, you fucking wicked bar on you, below which this is my two Grandpa ah, you see the picture clearer to say, it's not your wife do?"

I laughed, pointing to the following people bear to the fat man said: "Oh, wrong, it was a you Laoyi, I do not give you as uncle."

Fat man angrily want to use the pine trees, vote for me, but two hands tightly holding the tree branches of a tree, for fear of a fall loosely on the go, can not have too much action, can only look on in despair at me.

I met with a more amused look fat, but soon I smile on the catalepsy, and trees are desperate people who bear this tree I climbed.

Although it cumbersome, but the surprising strength of large, but also seriously injured, the pain had completely lost their senses it, in its eyes there are only three of us a dog, a blood-red bear staring eyes, stab the meat firmly Bear Palm Ba Zhu trunk, a huge body of each jump on the climb up to one meter tall. Anma my mind: "Who is his mother's told me a coward would not climb a tree? This is not a pit me?"

An old hunter in the mountains saying exhorted the young hunter's words: Ning fighting Tigers, not fighting mad bear. Injury completely crazy people who bear its destructive and explosive power are staggering. I turn pale with fright, where's minds with the fat joke at heart, constantly plotting how to get out.

Then swallows a reminder to me: "Quick ... quick ... iron ore, playing one of its eyes!"

This way, I would like to back up behind the shotgun, and even criticize their own useless, You Wang climbed a tree to the top for a while, take off his tie pants, armed with the band, armed with a foot tied to a tree can bear my body weight and branches of a tree , and with one hand clutching shotguns hangs center of gravity, freeing the other hand to the shotgun inside filling gunpowder, the horn tube where most of the rest were put into a barrel of gunpowder in the barrel carrying the child teeth.

Who bears climb rapidly, away from me getting closer, swallows, and was worried for my fat into a cold sweat. I try to just focus on filling the hands of the action on the shotgun and not think about the following people who climb to bear.

Zhuang Wan powder followed by pressing pellets, with the Railway Sub-pestle real force of gunpowder and iron ore. My nose sunken temple full of sweat, this shotgun's really annoying. The great forests in the Northeast, the number of hunters because there was no gun and a rapid loss of precious lives, this time if I have a 56-style semi-automatic rifles, even if 23 people come back it bears mention, Even if there are pistols Yehao.

As I had completed the iron ore powder, and replace the end tinder flint that moment, people bear claws enough to my feet. I hastened to shrink feet, moving their guns upside down, facing the bear's head who fired a shot. This is because the gun powder put too much, smoke vapor into my face Xunde a Quhei.

Firearms by virtue of the power of powder injection to stimulate iron ore, but the angle is too low makes the pressure inside the iron ore in the barrel loose, and did not play out the proper power, but also came close to shooting with one hand, there is no support points behind, so close to the Or playing side, and did not hit it in the head, but man beaten bloody bear's shoulder. Who bears from 10 meters tall tree fall down, heavily hit the ground, the ground is deeply withered branches Bai Ye, combined with its flesh thick, fell from a height does not cause much damage to it.

Who bear climbed up, this time it is no longer climb trees, like a heavy tank like Aoaoguaijiao a body slam with the mast trees, played so loudly that the trees have fallen pine needles Echinacea raining.

Fortunately, I used the arm with the arm hangs if they are not 被震 go. I am a little worried that this is not enough tree thick and firm, and then was hit by a few bears will Siegen broken, never thought today I would have died into the deep forests. Preconceived notion that death can not lose face, have to come up with a revolutionary momentum to uphold justice, so I have a good look fat swallows Lao Hu is by no means coward. Then tear the throat of the swallows two fat shouted: "It seems that I was going to meet Marx, and right to continue with his comrades, I am taking a step, giving you to occupy a seat to go over there, and you have no words to revolutionary mentor said, I must convey for you. "

Fat Man in the 10 meters to another tree on the outside of me, shouting: "Lao Hu, Comrade, do not worry go, the revolutionary cause, you are small, do not you have a lot of nag you to learn revolutionary theory there, ah, heard that they always eat potatoes, beef stew, you used to eat it? "

I replied: "Our revolution's when the pick-off to eat? Xiaopan comrades, the revolution would not fall in the car You just pushes ah! Flag rolled serfs halberd, manipulator was placed overlord whip, and that the remaining two-thirds of the world 2 to suffer the public have to rely on you to liberation, I will eat potatoes, roast beef every day went. "

Swallow anxious cry out: "This is Shashi Hou, and you both have pulled Du-Zi Xian Xin, quickly think of other methods ah."

While we can not do anything when people do not bear the body then hit a tree, and it stopped, sitting on the floor kick into gear deep breaths. People bear a lot of the original flow of blood, but also constantly struggles, although the brute force alarming, but there are exhausted, when this time it from the fury of calm down and learn a well-behaved, to Yat pending labor, sitting under a tree with our consumption of on the.

Chestnut Huang also saw a man bear severe, did not dare to bear the cries of people close to the bite, squatting far side, it is also very hungry, but out of loyalty to the master refused to find their own food. Swallows distressed that their dogs, playing a whistle to find himself something to eat chestnuts Huang, chestnuts yellow take his departure.

Three people lying in the trees discuss countermeasures, but after thinking it over, it is no feasible way, and now recklessly under the tree, the hands of only the old-fashioned muskets, no doubt suicidal, most people were not in the village, but also forget about count on someone to rescue . In order not to fell the tree to go, had to use their belt tied firmly to the body trunk to see who is the last who had power bar.

In this way the formation of a stalemate, this tree, three people in the most disadvantaged, those who have some soul-stirring battle bears have exhausted our efforts, now approaching night, and the three of us are night did not sleep a wink for two days during the day and eat a few corn bread son, hungry plight, for fear is to not tomorrow morning, you have to fell trees in the past Ehun.

A scene that reminds me of a President of the poems: the enemy siege of thousands of heavy, I self-stays on. Yamashita, however there is no flags in sight, only people waiting bear.

It's that cranky, and unconsciously I spaced to lie on the trunk and fell asleep. I do not know how long before I feel hungry stomach, waves to hair hurt, they woke up and saw the stars sky clouds, moonlight like a hook, has come to late at night. The entire forest is quiet, and a look at the moonlight, under the tree the bear no longer exist, I do not know what it is time to leave. Branches thick, I think fat is still unclear and is not in tree swallows, they release their throats shouted: "Swallow! Xiao Pang! You still do a tree?"

Even asked several times, shouts echoed in the night of the valley, it has not the slightest response to two. Although I am bold, but the thought of leaving a person alone in the primeval forest itself among the can not help but scared. I thought these two guys not too mean, I forgot how to take the time does not even call me.

I am in the trees again Hanleliangsheng, or not moving, I am anxious up and looked around and saw flashing lights in front of near where there is a surprise, even in such places are inhabited. Both of them are not also see lights, to find someone to go over there?

Darkness Bianbu Qing Old and listen only to water roar, lifting head of the North Star's position accurately, it seems Napian lighting should be from Niuxinshan direction. I slipped down from the tree, one foot deep shallow kick went to the Napian lights.

I started the masters of fantasy Napian lighting living in the mountains the old hunter with a long white beard, a very kind, enthusiastic and hospitable to see me getting lost in the forest of the young intellectuals, it will certainly warm hospitality, give me red cup hot tea, and then roasted to give me only the deer's leg ... ... the more they want to eat the more hungry stomach, with sleeves Male Mo mouth saliva flow out.

Want to eat while walking the edge, and soon went to a huge cave prior to the depths of the cave lit, very strange, just look at those lights not far from obvious, but then turned into the depths of the cave, and could there I'm hungry was blurred by.

I have fantasies of grilled venison, under great temptation into the cave, and made two three-step walk to the dark, dark cave at the end of long and found that hillside in the vast space that people suddenly see the light eyes. Suddenly there are five or six young girls, the opposite is being talked and laughed walking side by side, and now is clearly in the summer, they are dressed in luxurious Piqiu, classical style does not seem to people today costumes, only one of the season wearing the blue khaki clothes, her head rolling two Ma Huabian son, shoulders slung with a printed "Serve the People," the word army green canvas satchel, hey, it was not exactly Tian Xiaomeng do?

Yes, absolutely Tianxiao Meng, she was educated youth in Suzhou came and I was fat Fujian, although we are all Southerners, but it is not too familiar with each other. Mainly because I was too fat Amoy, the total court disaster, generally honest and quiet of the girls did not dare to close the two of us.

Nevertheless, it was strange to see an acquaintance in the cave, and my heart there will be a more or less the end. I bear to go two steps right Tianxiao Meng shouted: "Oda, how can you run this coming? Have to eat it?"

Tian Xiaomeng looking the other way is a look at me, I move toward the beckoning signal to let me approached.
More......

Ghost blowlamp a volume absolutely fine city second chapter "forward a yin and yang, feng shui secret technique"

Since then, a soldier on the Hua Hu, was very well be reused, but in that era, chaos, warlordism, one way or another a hundred-strong team will be able to separatist party, today you destroy me, tomorrow he pick up you, not a few one force is able to survive a long time. Hu Guohua this by following the warlords is not that big in less than a year of fighting in the seats and seize territory by another road warlords fought Qilingbala, were dead, others flee to escape, and promoted a Hu Chinese warlord chieftains to whom also shotgun wound in the melee.

After the defeat, Hu Chinese ran away to home, when his home collapsed early house-breaking, but also spared a hurry, but with no money and grain, for two consecutive days without eating, and smoking also attack together, no one could have thought, had pistols sold to bandits, for a number of Yantu food to meet their urgent needs.

He was a wondering, so is not a matter ah go on this point enough to support the Food and opium at the most 35 days, and eat after the extraction of the net of how to do? Then he thought of home more than 100 miles away at 13 years where there are shops, where many high-brow types buried in the tomb, there are many valuable funerary items.

Hu Guohua at this time served as soldiers fought, bolder than before, most of the. Hu Guohua in the army had been listening to a veteran You Zai said many things Tomb, Tomb in popular known as the "inverted bucket" can be fabulously rich, but also to lose his head which grasps, and so he dared not in the daytime operations, the Xinyi Heng, in a Mao moon lights the night of the lantern, to carry a shovel, and went to the shop inside the cemetery 13.

What is the hair the moon? Heaven is not clouds, but the moon is not bright, very hazy. Of course, modern people are aware, this is a meteorological phenomenon, scientific name is called halo, indicated that a total change in the wind is strong, but the rural village of that age who understand the science. Some parts of the country folk the possession of such a moon, the moon is called long-hairy, while others say that this dark night of moonlight, is wandering out of cruise favorite moment.

Wait until the local, he first of half a catty drinking soju with him in order to embolden color. That day night on the cold Xing Han, Sound from the Dark blowing wind, land, burial mounds where the one piece floating wildfire, from time to time there are several more Jiji creak of Guainiao calls sounded, in the hands of lantern flickering, it seems that at any time may be extinguished.

Hu Guohua this time though just drunk, or scared by this place a ghost out of a cold sweat, but this time Kehao, then drink half a catty Shao Daozi be white, and all along the sweat pores out.

Fortunately, this is a tomb by a wild, no signs of human habitation nearby, shouting no fear of being heard. Hu Hua sang folk songs paragraphs embolden himself, but the songs will be small, no no words to sing a few words, and just to sing the most familiar of the daily "Dawn Acacia tune" and "Shiba Mo."

Hu Guohua bite the bullet and nervously into the vast cemetery of the Central. Even where there is a non-tablet of Gu Fen, in this one Huangfen into the wild, this tomb seemed so different.

In addition to this grave there is no gravestone, more surprising is that this did not in the sealed coffin grave mound below, but which stand on the inserted in Fen Qiu, exposing more than half of it urges the child. The coffin is very new, Zeng Ming Wa walked the 18 bright red lacquer, the shine in the moonlight under the strange reddish light.

Hu Guohua mind some muttering that the coffin so how arrayed? His mother really strange, and fear is what their places. But to have come, not open to see if this was Qibushibai go? No money to buy food for starving to death is a death, no money suffocating smoke opium addiction is also guilty of a death, it might as well make a ghost come strangle gratification, I net be useless in this life air, his grandmother, and today takes numerous , a Road went black.

Made up his mind, brandish iron shovel from the buried coffin dug under the half of it urges the fief, as a whole are displayed in the front of the coffin. Hu China is a big smoker, physical strength is poor, dig a point of land have been too tired to breathe sometimes overlapping. He did not hurry to being opened, with him sitting on the floor pulled out of the Fu-cream to the nose suck a little.

Stimulation of the brain by the opium, nerves are stimulated, and a grit one's teeth stood up, with iron shovel forced open the coffin lid. Inside the body is impressively beautiful, lifelike face, but a very thick face powder brush both sides with red rouge on the face the child wiped his two blocks, in the backdrop of white powder grounding posted two posts look like a red plaster, she body phoenix coronet Xia Pei, the auspicious red silk robes, turned out to be a bride's dress.

That the female corpse was buried just inside, or buried for some time? This piece of the cemetery has long been abandoned, and in recent years, there where people come from? Nanbu Cheng She became a zombie?

But this time, Hu China has long been too busy to think so much, his eyes only woman whose body was found that Guanzhong jewelry, these gold and silver precious stones in the lantern light shone under the seductive manner, as well as on her body of those buried with the dead beside the red wrap into a tube a tube of silver, and there are many gold bars, a few are simply countless.

This time can be made a large fortune, Hu Chinese woman whose body was reaching the hands of line and went to wear emerald rings, just hand out to go, suddenly the wrist was seized, and Hu Guohua shocked, often billed as a look to seize the his wrists with a person who was originally a grace uncommon for the elderly.

Hu had hurried to 13 years China Shop on the way encountered a family name, Mr. Sun's feng shui, this Mr. Sun is a well-known provincial Master, not only look at feng shui fortune-telling, but also pinch will be counted, well versed in the elements Dun Jia Qi surgery.

Mr. Sun Guo-hua 1, see, they found that he had a vague surface layer of the black plague gas, Qiazhiyisuan, furious, this guy is a want to dig the grave-digger to do what damage Yinde activity, now called me hit, we can not regardless of the one. Then came all the way followed.

At this point, Mr. Sun Guo-hua to seize the arms, snapping bellowed: "I only ask you this thief a word, you are such as would have been the curse of heaven are not afraid of it?"

Remark 1, Hu Hua, such as being wake-up call and quickly kneel on the ground, pray and seek for mercy, Mr. Sun.

Mr. Sun up his arm: "Do you though virtue corrupted, but had done nothing, you have to know repent and be saved, let me save you will see, but you have got to worship me as a teacher, and quit smoking."

Hu says China to listen to him to let himself quit opium, in that case to do their own little life, but the carefully weighed, or were retribution comes heavier, 留得青山在, not afraid of no firewood, I will ask him for the time being let I have a horse, in the future while he is not prepared, I went to go smoke my Longevity cream, afraid he found that not a? Everyone wonders has been set on the spot to knock Mr. Sun had eight head-line of the apprentice of the ceremony.

Mr. Sun Guo-hua, see mistakes and nodded with satisfaction, Made in China by Hu opened the coffin, inside the woman's body to life, but also eat a big surprised, it seems this is one film to support dead, the woman whose body was falling into it will lead to disaster, is required to eradicate as soon as possible. So Hu Guohua told such and such, so true ... ...

Together, the two lifted the coffin lid, a push force put the board together on the coffin, took out a long nail the wearer, but also with the ink fountain in the coffin on the criss-cross manner shells filled with ink lines, ink lines as chess board, like the formation of a lattice Zhang black big net to seal the coffin was Yanyanshishi.

Then to heap more Ku Chai Hu China, put the big red lacquer coffin burned mouth. Hu Guohua obeyed the line, point the fire burned the coffin flaming vapor, a Unit to take out the smoke, stink to high heaven, and finally have burned a pile of ashes.

Hu Guohua This reminds us that there are many gold and silver jewelry Guanzhong, stomping, alas, is too late but to arm the master, Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun together to live at home.

Since then, Mr. Sun Guo-hua cured with secret cravings, teach him some ability to look at feng shui Word Analysis. Hu Guohua put a stall in the town, to help people see the word test-phase, make some small money, married a country woman, wife. His gratitude for his master's life-saving grace, from one's place, good had come from life.

On one occasion, however, Mr. Sun Ougan cold, terminal one, no less please doctor, eat a lot of medicine, but has been unable to recover after a few years of a life Guixi.

Deathbed, Mr Suen Kwok-wah to move to the front, said: "You're an apprentice, I just did not have time for the teacher to teach you what real skills. I have here in this ancient books," Sixteen-Character yin and yang, feng shui secret technique ", this book is a remnant of this, only half of the volume, yes, geomancy find the tomb of small surgery, you Liuzaishenbian to be a commemoration of it. "did not breathe a sigh of relief after finished up, in this known to the world Changci.

Hu Guohua buried the master, no matter the time of the study, Mr. Sun left this remnant of his book, over time, but also get a little glimpse of secret, to rich people everywhere in the county cemetery selected good points, and gradually have some reputation, consist in the is also slowly off again.

Hu Guohua wife gave birth to a son, named HU Xuan, HU announced that 17 years of age, to the provincial capital of the Church of England school, young people active in unrestrained personality, came in contact with some revolutionary ideas of the impact of systemic blood boil, every day at night dream of taking part in the revolutionary riots, then ran away from home, defected to the revolutionary base of Yan'an.

After HU Xuan join the armed forces until the founding of the PRC prior to the time of the Huaihai Campaign, has become the regiment three wild six longitudinal, head south to cross the river after the battle with the army, security in the South around the house also.

Then again there is me, I was born and time is very clever, are catching up with 81 Armed Forces Day, my father called for me since Hu Jianjun, resulting in kindergarten, when a look, there is a class called the Army of the 78 , too many duplicate names, so give me a change of a name "Hu 81."

My grandfather Hu Guohua said: "This name change well, single, and (Hu) 81000 barrel."

In my 18 years old, the family has been hit, my parents came from not so good, they The couple have been isolated reviewed, and grandfather, also pulled out when the monsters and freaks criticism in parading. His great age, and the old arm stand up to toss the old legs, no fighting two back died. He saw a lifetime of feng shui to others for the candidate cemetery, his death or to the cremation. The impermanence of things is just that.

A total of my home had been searched three times, all the valuable things that have been took away, and his grandfather during his lifetime like to collect antiques, these antiques are not smashed is to be copied, nor a preservation. Finally the only one left is the residue left by my grandfather's books, he asked me to book oil cloth had been concealed in the roof of public toilets was able to survive.

Young people during the Cultural Revolution there are three options, first joined the army, this is the best place, one train a person, two jobs of the future be able to allocate work. Second, for those who stay in the city as workers, which is also good, you can earn wages. The most unfortunate is that those who do not find them, it does not matter, or at home under attack, and these young people can only go to queue up the mountain countryside.

You have to say I chose the fourth route, which did not go, I would not do at home Daizhe OK ah? That's not OK, there was no idler say this, everyone is a socialist screw, there are useful. You want at home, alone, neighborhood committees, schools, and educated youth run like a revolving door every day to mobilize you. But some people insist that in the end, not to jump the queue, you can how do I that? Finally these people are also arranged to stay in the city returned to work. Some things are so clearly explained Yue Huoyue confused, never know what the rules are, but the unspoken rules are not everyone understand.

I was too young and do not know specifically how the mountains to the countryside matter, anyway I think such a family background in the military is certainly not expected, and also nobody left in the city organization of work, not to jump the queue had not elsewhere to go. I would like to jump the queue on a queue-jumping, and I was on the vast refining hearts, and because it is away from home, to insert the plug the more the better.

We are here, most people choose to go to Yunnan, Xinjiang, queue-jumping, I choose to go to Inner Mongolia, together with my children and my buddies a triumphant king, who were white than usual, some, fat, and therefore nicknamed Fat Man.

We jump the queue to place the child called Gang Gang Camp, which names I had not even ever heard of. When the train left the house, no one to send us, than those who join the army to force the warm send-off scenes, we are the scene of some of these educated youth away from home miserable tragic. I carry it with only the roof of this hidden in a public toilet a "forward a yin and yang, feng shui secret surgery," I do not know what this is the book, but this is my home, the only retained the same thing, I would like to take the body until the time out to see homesick Ye Hao.
More......

Ghost blowlamp a volume fine city must first chapter of Friends of the White and the mouse

My grandfather Jiao Hu Guohua, Hu ancestors is a ten-mile well-known landlord, Pat Heung, the most glorious period in the city, bought a three alley connected to more than 40 rooms Zhaizi, during which an officer has some out and doing business here, Guo Qing of the food donated units shipped deputy slot.

Minyan goes: "the rich, but three generations." His statement is very reasonable, even if there is Jinshanyinshan home, but also Jiabu Zhu prodigal squandering Sun.

To the Republican years, spread to my grandfather's generation began Jiadaozhongluo, and first points of the home, Hu Guohua also assigned a number of family property, sufficient enough to live comfortably in life too, but he refused to learn happens, of course, this is also the time the social environment, first indulgence in gambling, and later draw on the Fu-paste (opium), to 10000 then has consistently lost his shirt.

Hu Guohua when I was younger Chihepiaodu pumping top five evil, in the end was too poor to even a large child who had no children. If those guilty of smoking on the arrested heart could not bear to scratch the liver, but the money Who told you to draw ah? The past years when the rich, smoke boy met with the owner of Station Lane, he is God of long-Hu, Hu Lord short, greeting was attentive and thoughtful, but once you penniless, they stink Take you as a beggar, catch up with the H-band, the less flooding.

Crazy people should be poor, and the moral shame of these concepts is not important, Hu Guohua thought one way, to get to his uncle cheated money. HU Guo-hua's uncle know that he is prodigal great smoker, usually a paper refused to give him money, but this time Hu said that China cheated his uncle to marry a wife, so his uncle to the Cou money.

Uncle moved to an old man in tears, this unscrupulous nephew finally are able to do pieces down to business, and if married to a virtuous wife of a good tube him and collecting his heart, maybe you can learn in the future.

So give him took 20 ocean, told him that he marry a good wife live, never stop contamination of those Longevity cream, and a few days were empty, but also personally look at the nephew's wife Hu Jia China.

HU Guo-Hua Gui Zhuyi up, in order to meet the uncle, he went home to the village after the paper found a bundle of paper horse people (that is, the kind of burn to the dead) craftsman. This bundle of paper craft master the high-ming, as long as you are right out of something, he can vividly done.

He was required to Justice Woo Kwok-wah, rolling the paper a white folk furniture framed woman, but also to the paper were painted with watercolors on the nose, facial features, clothes and hair, a look in the distance, hey, I really like living Jiugen months.

Hu Chinese people to span the paper at home, on the back room of the kang, the paper were covered with the quilt, and thought was quite good, and so a few days uncle came, on the excuse that I was sick wife in bed can not see off, so that he allowed to gaze longingly at a glance on the list. Think of pride Department, could not help but puts the songs, a walk into the city went smoke opium.

A few days later, his uncle on the door, and bought some snacks like to see printed cloth nephew's wife, Hu China in accordance with a pre-want a good excuse to shirk that the wife feeling unwell and can not see the passenger, so that his uncle opened the door curtain looked put a curtain came down.

Uncle do not want, and oh, so you deal with your kid on the pro-maternal uncle ah? No, today, must get to see a new wife, sick of my wife requested the doctor pays for to the new look sick.

HU Guo-Hua Lan Zhao denied access on the life and death, his uncle, stopped the more the more suspicious, Liangxia Li began to argue, the final block not live, uncle burst into a back room, the bed a look, good suspension did not put Father scared to death, a woman's big white face but also rubbing his red face, with open eyes, staring at the ceiling Zhi Gougou paper models --- a woman!

In this year's Spring Festival took place a lot of things, Hu Hua tie a paper cheated his uncle what the money was brought to light, and his uncle angry, get angry, terminal one, no out of the three days to die.

Hu family relatives and friends all like the anti-Fangzei like him, let alone lend him money, and even the leftovers do not let him rub one. Hu Guohua around the house last sold a pair of sandal wood box 2 dollar, and this box is his mother's dowry, always wanted to leave a concept like no willing pawn, but the cravings attack, too busy and that many of the. Used the money to buy a small piece of Longevity 2 paste, hurried back to the place of the smoke could not wait to soak down on the bed, Mengxi the two, the body floating manner, like in the clouds.

At the moment he felt happy like a fairy on weekdays where those who look down on, abusive, bullying, the experience is not important. Also smoked two, suddenly find themselves breaking the bed is also a dark and tummy thing, often billed as a look at the original Chuangjiao on the tummy a big rat. This mouse's life expectancy is not necessarily small, white mustache, and body with a cat as large as it is next to the adsorption Hu Guohua pipe smoke inside the smoke, as if it knows that this Fu-paste the benefits of greed nose sniffs to enjoy.

Hu Guohua find it interesting, the big rat, said: "You guys are also smokers? It seems to me that illustrious company." Having myself to draw the one, mouth puff 向那 mice, rats seem to know that he is not malicious, do not be afraid of him, lifted his head, wherein it is accepted by the smoke. After a long while, it seems that is too full of addiction, slowly crawl away.

So a few days, only the rats every day to smoke, together with the Hu Guohua, Hu was disregard for Chinese everywhere around there is no half-friend, quite a good impression on the mouse sympathetic, and sometimes rats come rather late, Hu Guohua the endured such as tobacco addiction it.

But good times never last, Hu left a Chinese family on the bed and four walls, and no more money to buy Yan Tu, his gloomy without Ce, sighing in mice, said: "ah rats mice, and today I pay absolutely exhausted capsule can be Zai Mei buy Longevity cream, and fear can not be with you always suck the flavor. "Yan Bi abuzz.

Rats listened to his words, eagle eyes flashing, thoughtful, and anti-body to leave. When dark, the rats back to a silver dollar on Diao Hu Chinese pillow, Hu Hua surprises Cross, night on the town to buy a piece of Longevity paste, point to come back after the lamp burned wantonly throughput, and rats with stirring to suck the Ge Bao.

The next day rats to three silver again Diao, Hu Hua happy simply do not know what to say, and remember when you learned previously read a story of private schools on the right mouse, said: "Knowing Guan Zhong, who is also Bao Shuya. Jun poor and I know Thick impose on me, and really my confidant ah, if not mind, let's forge Quinlan brothers on. "from fraternizing with the mouse, call it as" Brother Rat "and the catering of sharing together with smoking opium, still in the bed to the It put out a nest with cotton, so that rats are also sleep on the bed.

Of Mice and Men Xiangan, no less than very good friends, the rats come back every day to go out Diao silver, ranging from 12 to as many as 35,

Since then, Hu Guohua enough to live comfortably. Years later recall my grandfather always said this day is the happiest of his life time.

So over a number of the half a year, Hu Guohua gradually up rich, but not do so saying, fortune met friends, unlucky touch villain, but also with Hu in the Chinese are poor life, he was a villain to the eye on.

The village has a rogue tempest two thick stick, not the same as he and Hu Guohua, Hu China at least once rich before, how to say I have also been 20 years, "Hu Tai Shaoye," Wang 2 thick stick not be so good life, from his house eight-generation ancestors date, no pass through a non-disclosure Ding pants. He saw Hu Chinese family business lost, and gloat when something happens all right to insult against Hu Guohua maltreatment, bullying, bully, Hu Tai Shaoye year, giving his thoughts to find a balance point.

Recently, Wang 2 thick stick find it very strange that Qiongxiao Zai Hu China has not done anything to make a living at home were able to pawn a pawn, and his family relatives have almost died, how every day at home and smoke opium? Him that all the money to buy cigarettes soil come from? Maybe this kid has done a thief. I would rather quietly staring at him, so he was caught stealing when he was seized and turned over to his official for a few ocean gratuities Ye Hao.

But the gaze for some time and found that Hu Guohua In addition to the occasional outside of town to buy some food and Yan Tu is basically staying at home and never travel with anyone. The more money he does not know how to manage, the more Xinyang Wang 2 thick stick.

Hu Guohua one day to go out to buy something to eat, Wang took the opportunity over the wall 2 thick stick his head into the home, Fanxiangdaogui in China looking to find what secrets Hu. Suddenly found the bed there is only the rats were sleeping, Wang 2 thick stick smoothly to rats arrested and thrown into the pot on the stove is burning the water, and then press on the lid, thinking that Hu and other Chinese to go home to drink water, I have to sit and watch a fun.

No other King 2 thick stick out, Hu Hua came back, just plugging him into the room. Hu Guohua a look at the big pot has given rats being burnt to death alive, and suddenly red eyes, so he took a kitchen knife to chop, Wang 2 thick stick chopped more than a dozen knives. Fortunately, Hu China is a big smoker, hand weakness, Wang 2 thick stick while in a lot of knives, but can not be a fatal wound, his body and blood to escape security team for help, the security team's captain is a local warlord's relative, was The warlords are being invited to drink, a look at the captain was also amazing on the knife-wielding assailant in broad daylight, no Fa-it? Several men hurried life to Hu, who came to China tied him tied up.

Hu Guohua escorted to the front is, the security captain snapped He Wen, why is knife-wielding assailant to kill King 2 thick stick?

Hu Guohua burst into tears, sobbing tell the whole story, finally lamented and said: "If you want I can take back hardship ąýÚ not only mouse I will not live today, surprise, I went so far as to make oversight brother killed rats, which, though not me killed, but because I would die. heaven negative to this good friend, feel then? me someone does a person do, since the slashing of the king two thick stick, have mercy Gaisha punishable pleasure, but only to Executive, let me bury my home mouse brother is a die rest in peace. "

And before the security team leader, stepped in, next to the sigh that the warlords against the Hu Guohua said: "His grandmother's, not forgetting en yes jen, live heart is righteousness, right mouse like this, let alone the right people? I Love You kind, are looking at you are helpless in the future with me to join the army to be a aide on it. "

Barrel of a gun is power, chaos among the commanders who say that Wang Fa. Warlord chief told his subordinates that Wang 2 thick stick used to whip one meal to the Hu Hua outlet, but also put China back home for burial Hu mice. Hu Hua Sheng burial of the rats with the wooden box body, Wage Keng buried, and cried half a day, and went to defect to that particular warlord leader.

Saying goes well: bran sweet as honey to eat when hungry, eat when you do not eat honey sweet. People to the poor down and out when someone else is to give him a bowl of porridge, a piece of cake will be grateful, not to mention rats given so much money Hu China. Of course, mice are also stolen the money, the sage said, Pirates of thirst does not drink spring water, but it is most holy to the yin of the person's moral character standards, the ancients Shangju difficult to achieve, not to mention such a mediocre person Hu China do? Previously heard that smoking in the room long period of time living in the house flies will be addicted rats, remark the non-virtual.
More......

Ghost blowlamp a volume must the ancient city of fine primer

Tomb is not a sight-seeing, not composing poems and couplets, not painted embroidery, can not be so gentle, so strolled Feelings quietly, so heaven and earth Kimichika division. Tomb is a technology to destroy a technology. The construction of the ancient tombs of the nobles, they must find ways and means to prevent theft, so all sorts of extreme, in the tomb of the various bodies set up hidden weapon, the message ① ambush, with boulders, sand, Poison, poisonous insects, Pit, and so numerous. By the Ming Dynasty by the impact of Western clever tricks and wicked craft, and even used some large tomb of the Western mind of Eight transfer organs, especially the Qing Dynasty Imperial Tombs, rated set thousands of years of anti-theft technology in one masterpiece. The Warlord Sun Dianying like digging Tanglin, with the treasures inside as their pay, to launch a large number of the army, even digging spent 56 days with a deep-fried succeed, its solid level can be imagined. The tomb robbers were the subject of these agencies do everything possible to break into the tomb of treasure-hunting. However, in modern times, compared to how the tombs dug the more difficult is to find ancient tombs on the ground there is seal mound and stone buildings like obviously the big tomb was discovered long ago have largely been longstanding, if looking for those hidden in underground and there is no mark on the ground tombs, it will take some of the techniques and special tools, and soldering iron, Luoyang shovel, bamboo nails, earth-penetrating dragon, exploration Yin claws, black suriko tools have emerged. There are some master do not rely on tools, some of the literature by looking for clues to find the ancient tombs, there are very few master the secret technique some people can read mountains and rivers, through the pulse, with geomancy ability to find the tomb. I just fell into the latter category. I have traveled across the country, during which experienced a lot of weird bizarre incident, if a piece to reveal this startling sight enough for the viewer, who have heard of speechless, after all, those who shaped Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Jie days Stubbs, the inverted sea fanjiang The moves are unusual.

This is all sorts of stories from my grandfather to be a residue left over from the book "Sixteen-Character yin and yang, feng shui secret operation," Let's talk about, this residual book, the second half of this somehow being pulled abruptly to go, leaving only the Roll-up surgery feng shui secret chapter in the book described, mostly from tombs of the feng shui reading patterns like be a private secret technique ... ...

① news: the simple objects hidden mechanical device, a touch can affect the other parts.
More......

The Book and The Sword PART NINE ** 9 **

That afternoon, the heroes had a large meal and then waited for the time to leave. At about four o'clock, Bai Zhen arrived with four bodyguards to accompany them. The heroes put on formal gowns, and rode to the Lama Temple. Bai Zhen noticed with relief that none of them were carrying swords.
At the temple gate they dismounted, and Bai Zhen led them inside. Three tables had been prepared in the Hall of Tranquillity, and Bai Zhen solemnly invited the heroes to be seated. Chen sat at the head of the middle table while Bald Vulture and Master Lu took the head seats on the other two tables. Underneath a statue of the Buddha, a fourth table had been set up with one large chair covered with satin and brocade, obviously the Emperor's seat. The heroes began to weigh up the distances in preparation for the assassination attempt.
Dishes of food were brought out and placed on the tables and the heroes quietly awaited the arrival of the Emperor. After a while, footsteps sounded outside and two eunuchs marched into the hall with a senior military official whom the heroes all immediately recognised as Li Keshou, the former Commander-in-Chief of Zhejiang Province. Yuanzhi gripped Yu's hand and almost cried out in surprise at the sight of her father. She wondered when he had been transferrd to the capital.
"Here is an Imperial pronouncement!" one of the eunuchs shouted, and Commander Li, Bai Zhen and the other officials present immediately knelt kown. Chen and the rest of the heroes had no alternative but to do likewise.
The eunuch unrolled a scroll and announced: "On the orders of the Heaven-ordained Emperor, the following proclamation is made: We are benevolent in order to encourage talent just as our ministers and the common people should strive for merit in order to gain rewards. Chen Jialuo and the others have been loyal citizens and deserve to be honoured. Accordingly, I bestow upon Chen Jialuo the title of Successful Candidate of the Imperial Civil Service Examination, while the others are to be given good positions in the Board of Rites and the Military. We invite you to dine at the Lama Temple. The Commander-in-chief of the Imperial Forces in Zhili Province Li Keshou will host the banquet." The eunuch looked up from the scroll and shouted: "Express thanks for the Imperial benevolence!"
The heroes realised with a shock that the Emperor had cheated them and was not coming.
Commander Li walked over to Chen and bowed before him.
"Congratulations, Master Chen. You are honoured to be so highly favoured by the Emperor. It is truly unexpected." Chen replied with a self-deprecating remark.
Yuanzhi and Yu walked over together. "Father!" Yuanzhi said quietly.
Commander Li turned to find his lost daughter standing beside him, as if she had dropped out of nowhere. He grasped her hand, tears welling into his eyes.
"Yuanzhi," he said, his voice shaking. "Are you all right?" She nodded. "Come, come and sit with me," he added, and pulled her over to a table on the side.
The two eunuchs, obviously kung fu experts, walked over to the central table and stood before Chen. One of them saluted with his fists, then turned and shouted: "Boy!"
Two young attendants entered carrying a tray on which was placed a pot of wine and several cups. The eunuch lifted the pot and filled two cups, then picked one of them up. "I drink to you!" he said to Chen, and drained the cup at one draught. He picked the other one up and offered it to Chen.
But Chen had been watching intently, and had noticed two small holes on the side of the wine pot. The eunuch had put his thumb over the left hole when he poured the first cup of wine, and had moved it to cover the right hole as he poured the second cup. Chen guessed the pot was divided into two compartments inside, and that the flow of wine from each could be controlled by covering one or other of the holes. He glanced at the eunuch in distaste and knew that if it had not been for Princess Fragrance's warning, he would have drunk the cup down.
He saluted with his fists in thanks, and lifted the cup as if to drink it. Expressions of delighted anticipation sprang to the faces of the eunuchs, but then Chen put the cup down again, picked up the wine pot and poured out another cup. This cupful he drank then offered the original cup to the second eunuch.
"You drink a toast as well, sir," he said.
The eunuch turned pale as he realised Chen had seen through the trick. His right foot shot up and kicked the cup out of Chen's hand and the other eunuch shouted: "Get them!" Several hundred Imperial bodyguards and guardsmen sprang into view from every side.
"If you gentlemen don't wish to drink, then don't," said Chen with a smile.
"His Imperial Highness decrees," one of the eunuchs shouted, "that the Red Flower Society has engaged in rebellion and continues to harbour evil intentions, and that its members must be immediately seized and killed."
Chen waved his hand and the Twin Knights leapt over to the two eunuchs, paralysing each with a blow to the neck. The Red Flower Society heroes brought out their weapons from under their gowns, and Priest Wu Chen charged for the door with the other heroes close behind. He seized a sword from one of the guards and killed three others as he passed.
Commander Li grabbed his daughter's hand and dragged her after him as he directed his forces to stop the heroes, but Yuanzhi pulled herself free and ran off shouting: "Look after yourself, father!"
Commander Li stared after her for a moment, then began urgently calling: "Yuanzhi, come back!" But she had already left the hall and had joined Yu who was fighting fiercely with five or six guardsmen in the courtyard outside.
Flames were licking up towards the sky from a nearby hall, and the noise of the battle was deafening. As Chen and the other heroes broke out of the Tranquillity Hall into the open, they were surprised to find several dozen Lama monks fighting with a group of Manchu soldiers outside the burning hall. From the look of things, the monks could not hold out for long, but as they watched, Bai Zhen led some of the Imperial guards over and helped them force the Manchu troops back into the hall. Chen had no knowledge of the enmity between the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, but he immediately recognised the fight as an excellent diversion and quickly ordered the heroes to escape over the temple walls.
As they touched the ground, the heroes involuntarily sucked in their breaths: in front of them were rank upon rank of Manchu troops, all with bows drawn or with swords in hand. The scene was brightly lit by several thousand torches.
"He has arranged things very carefully," thought Chen. Priest Wu Chen and Bald Vulture charged into the Manchu ranks, killing as they went, and a hail of arrows descended on them.
"Everyone try and make a break for it!" shouted Huo Qingtong. The heroes fought like demons.
Priest Wu Chen noticed seven or eight Imperial Guardsmen attacking Zhang Jin, and he leapt over to help him. He stabbed three of them in the neck, and the rest howled and retreated.
"Tenth Brother, are you all right?" he asked.
Zhang Jin looked up at him and dropped his wolf's tooth club. "Second Brother, I'm finished," he said. In the fire-light, Priest Wu Chen saw he was covered in bloody wounds. With only one arm himself, the Priest could not support him.
"Lie on my back and hold on," the priest said between clenched teeth. He squatted down, and Zhang Jin put his arms round his neck. He felt the warm blood spurting out of the hunchback's wounds, but stood up and charged off again with sword raised to continue the killing.
Chen could see things were going badly and ordered the heroes to return to the wall to regroup.
"All right, Tenth Brother, get down," said Priest Wu Chen as they reached the comparative safety of the wall. Zhang Jin did not move. Luo Bing went over to help him, but found that his body was stiff and his breathing had already ceased. She threw herself onto his corpse and began to sob.
Just as the Manchu troops moved in for the final attack on the heroes, their ranks parted and several dozen monks fought their way through, their yellow robes glowing in the firelight. Leading them, his long white beard dancing and shaking, was Lord Zhou.
"Come with me, all of you!" he shouted to the heroes, and they charged after him through the Manchu blockade, and found Heavenly Mirror and the monks battling fiercely with the Manchu troops.
Huo Qingtong surveyed the situation with dismay. The heroes were killing large numbers of the enemy, but no matter which direction they went, they were always surrounded. She looked around for some possible solution and spotted a dozen or so people standing on a nearby Drum Tower.
"One of those men must be the commander," she shouted to the others, pointing at the tower. "Let's seize him."
The heroes immediately saw the wisdom of her words.
"Let's go," Priest Wu Chen roared. Wen and the Twin Knights ran after him. They quickly reached the foot of the Drum Tower, and leapt up onto the balcony just as several dozen guards moved to intercept them. Wen, however, dodged nimbly past them and charged straight for an official standing in one corner who wore a red cap signifying senior rank. As he caught sight of the official's face in the firelight, he almost called out "Great Helmsman!" He was almost an exact twin of Chen's. Wen remembered his wife telling him about the resemblance of Qian Long's favorite, Fu Kangan, to Chen. This must be Fu, he decided.
It was indeed Fu, who was also the Beijing Garrison Commander. Wen deftly dodged the swords of two surprised bodyguards and lunged at Fu with Priest Wu Chen close behind. Down below, the Manchu troops ceased their attack and stood watching the drama above them.
Fu knew no kung fu and he cringed in fear as Wen lifted him bodily into the air. A gasp went up the Manchu troops. By this time, the Twin Knights had killed the last of the bodyguards on the tower balcony and ran over beside Wen. Fu raised his command flag and shrieked: "Stop, all of you! Return to your units!"
Three bodyguards bravely charged forward, but Priest Wu Chen placed the tip of his sword on Fu's throat and smiled at them. "Come on," he said. "Don't be shy."
The bodyguards hesitated, glanced at each other, then withdrew.
Wen squeezed Fu's arm and he screamed in agony. "Retreat!" he shouted. "Back in position, all of you!" The Manchu troops did not dare to disobey and immediately formed up at a distance.
Chen gathered the heroes and the Shaolin monks together on the Drum Tower balcony. He counted up the casualties and found that apart from Zhang Jin who was dead, eight or nine of the others had been wounded, only one of them seriously. He surveyed his followers in the lights of the flames from the temple.
"Let us attack the Palace and kill the Emperor to avenge Tenth Brother!" he shouted. The heroes roared their approval, and the Shaolin monks joined in.
"The Shaolin Monastery has been destroyed by him," Heavenly Mirror added. "Today, the Commandment against killing is suspended."
"What?" asked Chen, shocked. "The Shaolin Monastery destroyed?"
"Yes, it's been burnt to the ground. Brother Heavenly Rainbow died protecting the sacred scriptures."
The news compounded Chen's anger. With Commander Fu as their hostage, the heroes marched through the ranks of Imperial Guards encircling the Lama Temple. When they had passed the last rank, they saw Xin Yan and a number of the Society's followers standing at a distance with several dozen horses. They ran over and mounted up, one or two to each horse, and with a defiant shout, galloped off towards the Imperial Palace.
Xu rode up alongside Chen and shouted: "Has an escape route been planned, Great Helmsman?"
"Ninth Brother has gone with some of the others to the West Gate to wait for us. What are you and the monks doing here?"
"Those Manchu devils!" replied Xu, his voice full of hatred. "They came one night and sacked the monastery. Heavenly Rainbow would not leave and was burned to death. They even kidnapped my son! We have been looking for the officers responsible ever since, and the chase brought us to Beijing. We went to Twin Willow Lane and they told us you had gone to the Lama Temple."
By this time, they had arrived at the Forbidden City with the Imperial Guardsmen pressing in on them from behind, loath to leave them alone even if they did not dare to attack.
Xu looked over at the Twin Eagles. "If the Emperor gets wind of this and hides somewhere in the depths of the palace, we'll never find him. Could you two go on ahead and investigate?" he asked.
The two old people were delighted to have the opportunity to show their worth, and immediately agreed. Xu took four flare rockets from his bag and gave them to Bald Vulture.
"When you catch sight of the Emperor, kill him if you can, but if he is guarded too tightly, signal us with these," he said.
The Twin Eagles leapt over the palace wall and ran swiftly across the courtyard inside and then up onto the rooftops. As they raced along, they saw the heavy palace gates and the endless courtyards and pavilions, and wondered how they could ever hope to find the Emperor in such a place.
"Let's grab a eunuch and question him," Madame Guan said.
"Good idea!" replied her husband, and the two jumped down to the ground and hid themselves in a dark corner. After a while, they heard footsteps approach and two figures walked quickly by.
"The thin one knows kung fu," Bald Vulture whispered.
"Let's follow and see where they go," Madame Guan replied.
The Twin Eagles silently shadowed the two figures, one very thin, the other fat and much slower on his feet. The thin man had to constantly stop to wait for him to catch up, and at one point said: "Faster! Faster! We must report to the Emperor as soon as possible."
The Twin Eagles were overjoyed when they heard this. They passed through doorways and courtyards and finally arrived in front of the Precious Moon Pavilion.
"You wait here," the thin man said and disappeared upstairs, leaving the fat man standing alone by the front door. The Twin Eagles crept round to the side of the pavilion and climbed up onto the roof. Then, with their feet hooked onto the eaves, they hung down over a balcony smelling of fresh paint and flowers and saw a row of windows, one of which glowed with the faint light of a candle. They slipped onto the balcony, just as a shadow passed across the window paper. Madame Guan carefully wet the paper with her finger, making a hole and then looked through to find Qian Long seated in a chair, a fan in his hand, and the thin man kneeling before him: it was Bai Zhen.
"The Tranquillity Hall in the Lama Temple has been burned to the ground and not one of the soldiers guarding it escaped," he said.
"Excellent!" exclaimed Qian Long, very pleased.
Bai Zhen kowtowed. "Your slave deserves to die. The Red Flower Society bandits eluded capture."
"What?"
"They saw through the attempt to poison them with the wine, and they escaped while I was dealing with the guards."
Qian Long grunted and hung his head, deep in thought.
Bald Vulture pointed at Bai Zhen and the Emperor, indicating to his wife that he would attack Bai Zhen while she killed Qian Long, and the two were just about to burst through the window when Bai Zhen clapped his hands twice and twelve bodyguards slipped noiselessly out from behind cupboards and screens, each one carrying a sword. The Twin Eagles knew they were no match for so many expert fighters and decided to summon the other heroes first. Bai Zhen whispered something to one of the bodyguards who left and brought the fat man back with him.
The fat man, wearing the yellow robes of a Lama priest, kowtowed energetically before the Emperor.
"You have done well," Qian Long said. "Are you sure you left no clues?"
"Everything was done according to Your Highness's wishes. Nothing is left of the Tranquillity Hall or what was in it."
"Good, good, good! Bai Zhen, I promised that he should be made a Living Buddha. Go and see to it."
"Your Highness," Bai Zhen replied with a bow.
The Lama kowtowed again.
As they walked out of the pavilion, Bai Zhen stopped the Lama. "Show your gratitude to his Highness, abbot," he said.
The abbot looked at him in surprise, but unwilling to disobey an Imperial bodyguard, he knelt down again and kowtowed in the direction of the Precious Moon Pavilion. Then he felt an icy coldness on his neck, and started in shock.
"What...what's happening?" he asked, his voice shaking.
Bai Zhen laughed coldly. "The Emperor said to let you become a Living Buddha, so I'll send you to the Western Heavens where you can be one."
He twitched his hand and the blade did its work. Two eunuchs brought a carpet over, wrapped the abbot's corpse in it and carried it away.
Suddenly, Bai Zhen heard shouting in the distance. He turned and ran back into the pavilion.
"There are bandits outside causing a disturbance, Your Highness," he said. "Please retire to the inner palace."
Qian Long had seen the Red Flower Society fighters in action in Hangzhou and he knew that his bodyguards were no match for them, so without questioning Bai Zhen further, he stood up.
Just then, Bald Vulture released a flare, and with a 'whoosh' it scrawled a path of white light across the night sky.
"Where do you think you're escaping to?" he roared as they burst through the window into the room. "We've waited a long time for this!"
The bodyguards around the Emperor stared for a moment in surprise at the red-faced old man and white-haired old woman who had suddenly appeared in their midst, then rushed at the intruders. Bai Zhen slung Qian Lung over his back and with four bodyguards protecting the front and rear, ran for the stairs. But Madame Guan forced the bodyguards back with a fistful of projectiles and lunged at Qian Long with her sword. Bai Zhen leapt backwards in fright.
Meanwhile, Bald Vulture was fighting with three guards simultaneously. Bai Zhen gave a whistle and four other guards joined the other three and completely surrounded Bald Vulture. But he fought like a demon and kept all seven at bay for a while, until one of the guards lashed out with a whip which cracked loudly against his right arm. In great pain, Bald Vulture switched his sword over to the left hand and forced the bodyguards back.
Seeing her husband was wounded, Madame Guan went over to help him, and the two retreated towards the second floor of the pavilion. Bald Vulture knew they could not tie down so many top-class kung fu fighters for much longer, so he slipped over to the window and shot off another flare. He and his wife blocked the stairs, retreating a step at a time when the pressure was too great. Luckily, the staircase was narrow and only three or four bodyguards at most could attack at one time. Even so, the strain of having to fight against an enemy which always had the advantage of height was very wearying.
Bai Zhen could see things were going badly. "Brother Ma," he said to one of the bodyguards. "Put His Highness on your back." The bodyguard squatted down and the Emperor climbed on. Bai Zhen gave a shout and charged at Bald Vulture. The two began to fight, and Bald Vulture cursed his luck. The longer he fought, the more painful the wound on his right arm became. Bai Zhen by himself was as much as he could manage, let alone the other four or five bodyguards that also surrounded him. Bai Zhen's hands dived and flew, every move accurate and deadly, and Bald Vulture, completely absorbed in fending him off, was unprepared for a cold-blooded attack from behind. A bodyguard thrust his sword deep into Bald Vulture's back.
Bald Vulture knew instantly that he would die. He swung his elbow back with all his strength and smashed his attacker's skull, then with a huge roar, he raised his sword and threw it forcefully across the room at Qian Long. The bodyguard Ma who was carrying the Emperor, saw the blade flying towards them and with no time to dodge out of the way, put his hand up to stop it. But this was a throw by a man on the verge of death, backed by incalculable strength and outrage and the sword sliced off half of his hand and plunged through his chest and out the other side.
Bald Vulture was content, assuming that the sword must have entered Qian Long. Exchanging his own life for that of an Emperor made death seem worthwhile. Madame Guan ran to her husband as Bai Zhen hurriedly picked Qian Long up off the floor.
"Your Highness, are you all right?" he asked.
Qian Long was scared out of his wits, but he struggled to control himself. "At least I was well-prepared," he replied with a smile.
Bai Zhen could see the tip of Bald Vulture's sword extending six inches out of Ma's back and the rip on the front of Qian Long's gown, and he wondered in awe how the Emperor had avoided injury.
"Your Highness is very fortunate," he said. "Truly, the Son of Heaven has the protection of a hundred Gods."
What he did not know was that Qian Long had been so fearful of an assassination attempt as a result of his decision to break his pact with the Red Flower Society that he decided to wear a metallic vest at all times. It had saved his life.
Bai Zhen looked round and saw there was no longer anyone blocking the steps. He lifted Qian Long onto his back, the bodyguards fell in around him and they all ran straight downstairs. But just as they were about to pass through the pavilion's main entrance, Qian Long gave a shout of alarm and struggled free of Bai Zhen's grasp: standing in the doorway was Chen Jialuo. Behind him, their torches dancing and swords glinting, were several dozen kung fu fighters. The Emperor turned and ran straight back up the stairs. The bodyguards swarmed like bees after him with the Red flower Society heroes on their heels. Two of the guards who were slightly slower than the rest were intercepted by the Twin Knights and instantly killed.
Chen and the other heroes had had to fight their way through the palace to the Precious Moon Pavilion, and they were delighted to find that in spite of the delay, the Emperor had not yet escaped. Shouting in triumph, the heroes galloped up the stairs. Chen assigned men to watch the various exits. Priest Wu Chen stood with his sword at the ready at the head of the stair well on the third floor, while the Twin Knights guarded the bottom of the stairs. 'Buddha' Zhao and three of the Shaolin monks took up positions by the windows.
Huo Qingtong saw her teacher Madame Guan in a corner embracing Bald Vulture, blood welling in great surges from the gash in his back. She went over with Master Lu who took out some ointment. Bald Vulture smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"I'm sorry," he said to Madame Guan. "Because of me, you've been unhappy for all these years. When you return to the Muslim areas you must marry ... marry Brother Yuan ... and then I will be content in the afterworld. Brother Lu, you must make sure for me that this happy event takes place..."
Madame Guan's eyebrows flew up in outrage. "Do you mean to say," she demanded, "that you do not know how I have felt towards you in the past few months?"
Lu was just about to suggest it would be better for her to say a few comforting words to her dying husband rather than start another argument, when she jumped to her feet and shouted: "Well, I'll rest your mind at ease!" She raised her sword and drew it firmly across her throat. Lu and Huo Qingting were standing at her side, but neither was quick enough to save her. Bald Vulture let loose a wail of grief which was cut short as he also died. Huo Qingtong threw herself onto their corpses and sobbed uncontrollably.
Chen pointed his dagger at Qian Long. "Even forgetting the pact we made in the Six Harmonies Pagoda, we agreed on the dyke at Haining never to harm each other. And yet you use poisoned wine to try and get rid of me. What do you have to say?" He stepped forward and pointed the dagger's blade, glinting coldly, directly at Qian Long's heart. "You have decided to throw in your lot with the barbarians. You have cruelly oppressed the common people. You are the enemy of all good men under heaven," he announced in a formal tone. "Our fraternal bond is broken forever. Today, I will drink your blood to avenge all those who have been killed in your name."
Qian Long's face turned deathly pale and his whole body quivered with terror.
Heavenly Mirror strode forward. "We of the Shaolin Monastery led a simple life," he shouted. "We had no quarrels with the world. What justification did you have to send your evil underlings to burn our monastery to the ground? Today, I will disregard the sacred commandment against killing."
Chen helped Huo Qingtong up and placed his dagger in her hand. "Your father and mother, your brother and sister and countless members of your tribe died at the hands of this man," he said. "You kill him."
Huo Qingtong took the dagger and walked towards Qian Long. One of the bodyguards moved to intercept her, but Wen stopped him and with eight or nine swift blows broke all his ribs and his spine, so that he fell limply to the floor in a heap. A hubbub of voices rose from outside. 'Buddha' Zhao looked out and saw a sea of torches and faces around the pavilion.
Wen walked over to the window. "The Emperor is here," he called. "If anyone dares to come up here, I will kill him immediately." His tone was forceful and commanding, and a hush fell over the crowd. The heroes in the Precious Moon Pavilion also fell silent, and stared fixedly at the gleaming blade in Huo Qingtong's hand as she advanced step by step towards Qian Long.
Suddenly, a figure darted into the room and in front of Qian Long. Huo Qingtong stopped in surprise as she saw it was a Manchu officer holding a baby. He smiled and held up the white, chubby baby which was sucking its little fingers.
"Give me back my baby!" Zhou Qi screamed and lunged forward.
"Come on, then," the man shouted. "If you want a dead baby, come and get it."
Zhou Qi stopped in her tracks and stared at him in a daze.
The officer, surnamed Fang, had been commander of the troops sent by Qian Long to destroy the Shaolin Monastery. He knew of the Emperor's wish to get rid of the Red Flower Society, and during the night attack, his men had snatched Zhou Qi's baby son. Fang had recognised this as an achievement of great merit and made his way to Beijing for an audience with the Emperor.
Qian Long had questioned him closely that evening, wanting to ascertain for certain that no evidence relating to his origins could have survived at the Shaolin Monastery. When the Twin Eagles appeared, Fang had dodged behind a curtain, but he now recognised an opportunity to gain even greater merit.
"All of you leave the palace and I will return the child to you," Fang said.
"You devil!" Huo Qingtong shouted at him. "It's just a trick!" In her excitement the words came out in the Muslim and Fang looked at her uncomprehendingly.
The heroes had thought they finally had the Emperor in their grasp. But one man, clearly ignorant of kung fu and holding a baby, had left them powerless. They turned to Chen, waiting for his decision.
Chen looked at Huo Qingtong and thought of how Qian Long had forced Princess Fragrance to suicide. How could the deaths of her whole family remain unavenged? Looking round, he caught sight of the corpses of the Twin Eagles of Tianshan. Then he saw Xu's face, full of fear for his son, and glanced back at the child in Fang's arms. It was only two months old and was gurgling happily, stretching out its little fingers to feel the knobbly hand holding its neck. Chen looked at the other heroes: Heavenly Mirror's eyes radiated compassion, Lu Feiqing sighed and Lord Zhou's white beard shook as he trembled. Zhou Qi was standing with her mouth wide open, a crazed expression on her face.
Chen knew Lord Zhou's last son and heir had died as a result of the Red Flower Society and that the baby before them was his sole hereditory lifeline. But if they did not kill the Emperor today, they were unlikely to ever have another opportunity to gain revenge. So what to do?
Huo Qingtong turned and handed the dagger back to Chen.
Chen nodded. "All right," he said to Fang. "We will not harm the Emperor. Give the child to me." As he spoke, he replaced the dagger in its sheath and stretched out his hands.
"Huh! Who'd believe you?" Fang replied darkly. "I'll return the child only after you have left the palace."
Chen was furious. "We of the Red Flower Society hold to our word," he said. "Why would we bother to cheat an animal like you?"
"That's why I don't believe you."
"All right," Chen countered. "Then you leave the palace with us." Fang hesitated.
As soon as Qian Long heard Chen say that his life was spared, he was ecstatic with happiness and didn't care less what happened to Fang. "Go with them," he said. "You have gained great merit today. I will naturally not forget it."
Fang shivered as he heard the Emperor's tone, and realised that he was talking about honouring him posthumously. But all he could say was: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your benevolence." He turned to Chen. "If I leave the palace with you, what chance have I got to live?" He wanted Chen to promise to spare him.
"You've already done enough evil," Chen replied angrily. "You should have been consigned to Hell long ago."
Qian Long, worried that other complications could arise, and that Chen might change his mind, urged Fang on: "Quickly, leave with them now."
"But I'm afraid that once I've gone, they will try and harm Your Highness," Fang added.
"So what do you suggest?" Chen asked in exasperation.
"Allow his Imperial Highness to leave first and then I will accompany you out of the palace."
Chen could see they would have to let him go. "All right," he said to Qian Long. "Leave."
Qian Long did not concern himself further with the bearing an Emperor should maintain, and fled for the door as fast as his feet could carry him. Suddenly, Chen stretched out his right hand and grabbed him as he ran past, and boxed his ears sharply with his left hand --'bang, bang, bang!' the sound ringing out crisp and clearly. Qian Long's cheeks immediately began to swell up. The heroes were taken by surprise, and there was a brief silence before they roared out their approval.
"Do you still remember that poisonous oath you swore?" Chen demanded, but Qian Long did not dare to make any reply. With a contemptuous wave of his hand, Chen dismissed him, and Qian Long stumbled out of the room and down the stairs.
"Get the child!" Chen shouted.
'Buddha' Zhao was holding his poisonous darts and looking out of the window, waiting for the right moment. As soon as Chen had hold of the child, and Qian Long appeared down below, he would fire off several dozen projectiles at the Emperor's body.
Fang, meanwhile, was frantically looking around, trying to think of some way out for himself. "I want to see with my own eyes that His Highness is out of danger before I'll hand over the child," he said, shuffling slowly towards the nearest window.
"You Turtle! You're already a dead man," snarled one of the Twin Knights. They shadowed him, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Qian Long emerged from the main door of the pavilion, and the bodyguards waiting down below surged forward.
"You traitor," 'Buddha' Zhao muttered to himself. "You traitor."
Fang saw the several dozen bodyguards gathered below, and decided it was better to take a risk than to simply wait to die where he was. So in a sudden movement, he embraced the child and threw himself out of the window.
Taken completely unawares, a cry of surprise went up from the heroes. One of the Twin Knights flicked out his Flying Claw and hooked it round Fang's left leg, then tugged with all his might. Fang's body flew up, the baby left his hands and the two began to fall. 'Buddha' Zhao crouched down and launched himself like an arrow out of the window. As he flew through the air, his head pointing down and his feet up, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed hold of one of the child's tiny legs while at the same time throwing three of his poisonous darts at Fang, hitting him squarely on the head and chest.
A shout went up from both the heroes in the pavilion and the bodyguards down below. Zhao steeled himself, hugged the baby to his chest and landed firmly on his two feet. The Twin Knights, Lord Zhou and some of the other heroes jumped down from the pavilion and surrounded Zhao and the baby to protect them. Zhao looked down at the child in his arms and saw it kicking and waving its arms about, chuckling away in delight. It obviously thought the leap a moment ago that had almost ended its life had been great fun and wanted to do it again.
Chen pushed their hostage Commander Fu to the window and shouted: "Do you want him to live?"
Qian Long, once more under the protection of his bodyguards, caught sight of Fu in the torchlight. "Stop! Stop everything!" he shouted. The guards turned and waited for his directions.
Fu was in fact Qian Long's illegitimate son. The Emperor's first wife was the elder sister of a senior minister, whose beautiful wife Qian Long had spotted when she came to the palace one evening to pay her respects to the Empress and he had had illicit relations with her which resulted in the birth of Fu. Qian Long had many sons, but for some perverse reason he loved this illegitimate one more than all the rest. The great physical likeness between Fu and Chen was therefore the result of the fact that they were uncle and nephew.
Chen knew nothing of this, but was aware that the Emperor doted on Fu. He and the other heroes escorted their hostage downstairs. Zhou Qi ran over to Zhao and took the baby from him, almost crazy with happiness.
On one side, were the Red Flower Society heroes and the Shaolin monks, on the other, the mass of palace guards and Imperial bodyguards. Commander Li could see his forces vastly outnumbered the enemy, but he also knew how the Emperor felt about Fu.
"Great Helmsman Chen," he shouted. "Let Commander Fu go and we will allow you to leave the city peacefully."
"What does the Emperor say?" Chen shouted back.
Qian Long's cheeks were painful and swollen like over-ripe peaches as a result of Chen's blows, but seeing his beloved son in the hands of the enemy, he could only wave his hand and say: "You can go, you can go."
"Commander Fu will see us out of the city," Chen said, then looked straight at Qian Long and announced in a loud voice: "All the common people under Heaven would be happy to eat your flesh and make a bed out of your skin. If you live another hundred years, may they be one hundred years of fear-filled days and tormented, sleepless nights!" He turned to the heroes. "Let us go," he said.
The heroes pushed Fu forward and made their way towards the palace gate, carrying with them the bodies of the Twin Eagles and Zhang Jin. The Manchu guards stared at them fixedly as they passed, but did not dare to stop them.
Soon after the heroes passed out of the palace, they spotted two horsemen galloping after them, one of whom was Commander Li.
"Great Helmsman Chen!" he called as they drew near. "There is something I wish to discuss with you."
The heroes reined in their horses and waited for Li and his lieutenant, Deng Tunan, to catch up.
"His Highness says that if you allow Commander Fu to return safely, he will agree to anything," Li said.
Chen's eyebrows shot up. "Huh! Who would believe a cursed word the Emperor said any more?"
"Please, Master Chen. I ask you to express your wishes so that I can return to report."
"All right," Chen said. "Firstly, I want the Emperor to rebuild the Shaolin Monastery with his own funds, making the golden statues of Buddha even larger than before. The court and government must never harrass the monastery again."
"That is easy to arrange," said Li.
"Secondly, the Emperor must not increase the military burden on the common people in the Muslim areas and all the Muslims taken prisoner must be released."
"That is not difficult either."
"Thirdly, the Emperor must not bear a grudge against the Red Flower Society or seize any of its members no matter where they may be." Commander Li was silent. "Huh! If you really did try to seize any of us, do you think we would be afraid? Did not Master Wen here spend some time as a guest in your own military headquarters?"
"All right. I will rashly agree," Li said finally.
"Exactly one year from today, if all three demands have been fully met, Commander Fu will be released."
"All right. We will so arrange things," replied Li and turned to Fu. "Commander Fu. Great Helmsman Chen's word is very precious. Please do not worry. His Highness will certainly issue orders to see that all three requests are met. I will not allow a moment to pass without thinking of your safety, and will make sure everything is done as quickly as possible in the hope that Master Chen may see fit to release you early."
Fu said nothing.
Chen suddenly remembered how they had seen Bai Zhen and Commander Li's forces had mysteriously attacked the Banner troops guarding the Hall of Tranquillity in the Lama Temple. He did not understand the circumstances of the incident but knew it must involve a very dark secret. He decided to scare Li a little.
"Tell the Emperor that we know everything about the Hall of Tranquillity affair," he said. "If he is treacherous again, it would not be beneficial."
Li started in surprise and hastily assented.
"Commander Li, we will take our leave of you," Chen continued and saluted with his fists. "When you are promoted and become rich, take care not to oppress the common people."
Li saluted in reply. "I would not dare," he said.
Yuanzhi and Yu dismounted and walked over to Li and knelt down in front of him. Li realised sorrowfully that he would never see his daughter again.
"Look after yourself, child," he said quietly. He stretched out his hand and stroked her hair, then turned his horse round and rode back to the palace. Yuanzhi began to cry as Yu helped her onto her horse.
The heroes galloped to the city gate where 'Pagoda' Yang and 'Leopard' Wei were waiting for them. Fu ordered the city gate to be opened. The huge bell in the bell tower above sounded, ringing out the start of the fourth watch.
As they passed out of the city, the heroes saw an expanse of reeds beside the city moat flailing about in the pale moonlight. A bit further on, they came upon a graveyard, and noticed a crowd of people there wailing and singing a Muslim funeral dirge. Chen and Huo Qinging rode over to investigate.
"Who are you mourning for?" they asked the crowd.
An old Muslim man raised his head, his face coursed with tears, and said: "Princess Fragrance."
"Princess Fragrance is buried here?" Chen asked.
The old man pointed at a new grave, the yellow mud on which was not yet dry. "There," he replied.
Huo Qingtong began to cry. "We cannot allow her to remain buried here," she said.
"You're right," Chen replied. "She loved that Jade Pool in the heart of the White Jade Peak, and said how much she would like to live there forever. Let us take her remains and bury them there."
"Yes, I agree," Huo Qingtong said, swallowing her tears.
"Who are you?" the old man enquired courteously.
"I am Princess Fragrance's sister," Huo Qingtong replied.
"Ah!" another of the Muslim suddenly shouted to the other mourners. "It's Mistress Huo Qingtong!"
"Let us open up her grave," she said, and Chen and the heroes started work helped by several of the Muslims. They shifted the earth as fast as they could and in a moment, had uncovered the stone slab placed over the grave. They lifted the slab up and a perfumed fragrance emerged. But when they looked inside, they found the grave was empty.
Chen took a burning torch from one of the mourners and held it over the grave opening. On the floor was a small pool of blood and the piece of jade that he himself had given her.
"We brought Princess Fragrance's remains here and buried them ourselves," said the Muslims. "We have not left this spot since. How could her body have disappeared?"
"She was so wondrously beautiful. Perhaps she was a spirit that descended to earth," Luo Bing suggested. "Now she has returned to Heaven. Don't be distressed."
Chen bent down into the grave and picked up the piece of jade. Suddenly, he began to cry, the tears running down his face like rain. She was so beautiful, so pure. Perhaps she was a spirit.
The people sighed and covered up the grave once more, and as they finished the work, a large jade-coloured butterfly appeared and began dancing to and fro above the pile of earth.
Chen turned to the old man. "I will write a few words. Please ask a master carver to erect a stone engraved with the inscription on this spot," he said.
The old man nodded, and Xin Yan gave him ten taels of silver to cover the cost. Then he took writing implements from his bag and handed them to Chen.
Chen raised his writing brush and wrote: "Fragrant Tomb" in large characters. Then after a moment's thought, he wrote:
"Vast, vast sadness,Boundless, boundless loss.The song has ended,The moon has been snatched awayIn the midst of the mournful cityThere is a patriot's blood.Patriotism is sometimes exhaustedBlood sometimes runs dryBut the thread of your fragrant spirit has not been snapped!Is it not so?You have become a butterfly."
The heroes stood for a long time in silence. Only when the eastern sky was already light did they mount up and ride off westwards.
THE END
More......