Sourness

When the mystery was revealed, Miyue fell into deep thought, would he hold back Master?

Going out with a purpose in this way is likely to invite various temptations and countless troubles.But he also capriciously brought Big Mao Xiaomao and Little Pearl...

Mi Yue felt guilty.

"I'm sorry, Master." Mi Yue didn't know how to remedy it, "How about I leave the big hairs at Uncle Ma's house?"

Lin Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and looked at him speechlessly, "I've told you so much, how many of them do you think of?"

Mi Yue felt even more guilty.

Lin Qingshan sighed, and felt that the foolishness of the little apprentice was simply unbearable.He stretched out his hand to touch Mi Yue's dog's head, and comforted him, saying, "It's okay, it's convenient to take them with you. If there's a real situation, people alone won't do it. Just like Wang Zhou's case, it's impossible to get back the golden cup only by manpower." and silver smoker."

Mi Yue thought about it, and felt that what she said made sense.If the big black dog hadn't tipped him off, who would have thought that Jin Bei would be buried in such a place.

"Don't think about it." Lin Qingshan continued to walk forward with his arms around him, "If I really think they are in the way, I won't agree to you taking them with me from the beginning."

This is true.

If Lin Qingshan strongly objected before departure, it would be impossible for Mi Yue to really oppose him.

"Okay." Mi Yue pondered for a while, and felt happy again, "They are very vigilant outside, especially Xiaomao, who doesn't sleep at night and walks back and forth, so they can work night shifts for us."

Lin Qingshan nodded with a smile, "Very good."

"It would be great if the three-color warrior figurines were also found." Mi Yue sighed.

Lin Qingshan patted him lightly on the arm, "The police are watching, I can't always ask."

Even if you ask people, they won't tell you.

Lin Qingshan felt a little depressed.Everyone guessed that there was a high possibility that the three-color warrior figurines were traded near Qingshui Town. After all, Wang Zhou would also be worried about long nights and dreams, and it was impossible to carry things thousands of miles away to trade.

But whether the police found any clues near Qingshui Town, Lin Qingshan still can't find out.

no way.

The case has not been solved, and the staff of the institute, including Lin Qingshan, are still suspects.

The master and apprentice were depressed, so they heard Uncle Ma calling them to go and rest.

Lin Qingshan agreed, then turned to Miyue and said: "When you arrive at Binhai, don't talk about these things. Don't tell your senior uncle's family about the theft in the prison or about Wang Zhou."

Mi Yue was slightly startled, "Okay."

After following Lin Qingshan for a few steps, Mi Yue couldn't help but asked him again, "Then...Master, there must be a reason for you to go to Binhai at this time, right?"

"The reason," Lin Qingshan thought for a while, "the Antique Association's meeting is one of them."

Mi Yue didn't make a sound.He knew that under normal circumstances, Lin Qingshan would not attend such meetings with no substantive content in the industry.

However, this is also an excuse, barely justified.

When it was getting dark, Lin Qingshan and his disciples followed Uncle Ma back to Majiayu with their nearly disabled legs.

Uncle Ma has been running in the mountains all year round, and it is common to walk for a day. Seeing the distressed appearance of the master and apprentice, he just laughed, thinking that these cultural people are probably busy with work and don’t have much time to exercise.

"Old Lin, take time to run twice a day from now on," Uncle Ma was making dinner in the kitchen, still concerned about Lin Qingshan's physical fitness, and enthusiastically advised him, "Just run around your mountain twice. That’s fine, you don’t have to run too fast, you just have to persevere!”

Lin Qingshan sat on the small bench at the door of the kitchen and smiled wryly, "I usually take a walk too."

Uncle Ma disagreed, "Then you have to walk a few more times. People always sit, and there is something wrong with the waist. A bruise doctor came to our village before, and that's what he said. Ma Guihua, you know No?"

Lin Qingshan searched in his memory, "It seems to be the woman in the village... who is especially capable of torturing her daughter-in-law?"

"That's her!" Uncle Ma said, "This woman was also a diligent person when she was young. Later, when her son grew up and married a wife, she became tricky for some reason. Let her daughter-in-law do all the work at home. Just sitting in the house every day, and saying that she has worked hard all her life, and she wants to enjoy the blessings of her son and daughter-in-law..."

Lin Qingshan couldn't help laughing, thinking that these people and these stories in the small mountain village are quite interesting.

Uncle Ma was still giving Lin Qingshan science popularization with a serious face on his face, "That woman never went to the ground all day long, and then she always called this pain and that pain... Even the doctor said she was lazy!"

Both Lin Qingshan and Mi Yue laughed.

Uncle Ma cooks very quickly. He cooks a pot of noodles, steams a plate of bacon, cuts a plate of pickles, and adds two drops of chili oil, and the meal is ready.

While eating, Mi Yue suddenly thought of the topography of their mountainous area.

If you use Lingxi Mountain as a reference, the Quanshui Town and Dayan Mountain mentioned by Grandpa Hu before are both in the north of Lingxi Mountain. They are currently located close to Mangling Mountain, which is on the southeast side of Lingxi Mountain.

Although the distance is not close, strictly speaking, they are all residents in the same mountain.Some rumors may not have been heard by people in the mountains in this area.

Uncle Ma picked up a few pieces of bacon and put them in Miyue's big bowl, "The younger generation should eat more."

Lin Qingshan also glanced at him, "What are you thinking? Can you still be distracted while eating?"

Mi Yue looked at Uncle Ma, and asked hesitantly: "Uncle, you have lived in this mountain for most of your life, have you heard any... stories about mountain gods?"

Lin Qingshan was taken aback.

"Mountain God," Uncle Ma breathed out, "Speaking of which, most people in the mountains have heard of it. Old Lin, right?"

Lin Qingshan looked puzzled, nodded, "Yes."

"There must be mountain gods in this deep mountain and old forest," Uncle Ma said with certainty, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. "They are in charge of these people and beasts in the mountains... Anyway, it's all under their control. Sometimes they also It will turn into a human form and walk in the mountains, and those who are lucky can see it with their own eyes."

Mi Yue, "..."

Mi Yue was dumbfounded. Did Uncle Ma treat him like a child and tell him a bedtime story?

Lin Qingshan was amused by his silly expression, lowered his head and continued to eat his meal.

So throughout the whole night, Uncle Ma told them all kinds of legends in the mountains, such as a hunting boy who spent the night in the forest and met a white and tender daughter-in-law.

The old lady of a certain family was abused and imprisoned in a hut outside the village by her unfilial son. In the middle of the night, a handsome young man came to bring her food.

All kinds of things, Mi Yue's eyes were straightened when he heard it.He felt that if he could record all these stories, he might be able to make a book of Strange Tales from the Qinling Mountains.

Miyue's enthusiasm for the mountain god was finally extinguished by Uncle Ma's unofficial history of the mountains.Until the lights were turned off and it was time to go to bed, he was still a little depressed.

Uncle Ma's house is not big, there are two rooms for people to live in, and the east room is the bedroom for him and his wife.His wife passed away a few years ago, and he is the only one left to live.

The west room on the opposite side is his son's bedroom, which also has a large kang.I heard that this young man went to work in the city with the villagers a few years ago, and he seldom comes back except for the New Year holidays.

There is no night life in the mountains.As soon as the lights went out, the whole world seemed to quiet down instantly.

The moonlight is like water, penetrating the glass window and reflected on the light-colored curtains, as if there is a soft mist flowing slowly in the night.

On the other side of the kang, Lin Qingshan put a thin quilt on his body, and said softly, "Miyue, did Mr. Hu say something?"

Mi Yue turned over, "Are you still asleep?"

Lin Qingshan hummed, and asked again, "What did Grandpa Hu say?"

Mi Yue said everything that Grandpa Hu said and what he thought of at the time, then lay down on the pillow, waiting eagerly for Master to make a summary.

After a long time, Mi Yue thought that Lin Qingshan had fallen asleep, only to hear him whisper in a tone that seemed to be talking in sleep: "Mi Yue, those words... are all true."

Mi Yue was stunned, "What, what sentence?"

"All." Lin Qingshan's voice had an unreal feeling in the night, "Those stories that are passed around in the mountains... what is the special ability to domesticate animals... In the deep mountains, some villages directly take Baoshan and the others. The tribe is called the Mountain God Clan, and they are said to be descendants of the Mountain God.”

Mi Yue was dumbfounded, "They... are they all the same as me?"

Lin Qingshan seemed to be recalling the information that Baoshan revealed to him back then, and after a while he said softly: "It seems not. I remember what Baoshan said, some people in the village do not have this ability."

Miyue thought about genetic issues, and heard that some children will have the same birthmark on the same position on the body as their parents.But some characteristics of parents will not appear in children.

So it is normal for some offspring not to inherit the special abilities of their parents.

Maybe after a few years, this mysterious ability will completely disappear in a certain generation.

"Is it for this reason that they avoid the crowd and live in the mountains?"

"I don't know." Lin Qingshan's tone was serious as if he was discussing some academic issue, "But sometimes, I also think this way: a person who is particularly good at fishing, would you say he would like to Live in the mountains? Or, a person who is particularly good at planting flowers and grass, would he go to the city to operate machine tools every day?"

Mi Yue understood what he meant, "Their abilities are only valuable in the mountains, where there are many animals."

Lin Qingshan hummed, "Perhaps all the legends about the mountain gods are true. They are the servants? Or messengers who were placed in the mountains by the mountain gods to protect the mountains for the mountain gods?"

Guarding the mountains is their mission.

The master and apprentice were silent for a moment, and Miyue asked again, "Master, the magnitude of the earthquake you said...they..."

Lin Qingshan knew what he wanted to ask, and couldn't help but sigh again, "I don't know."

Mi Yue felt sour in her heart.

He could actually think that the phone number of Lin Qingshan's hometown hadn't changed for so many years, if Baoshan and his clan were still alive, how could they ignore him.

"Miyue," Lin Qingshan turned over in his direction, and said very gently: "You have to think of it this way: you also have many clansmen. Although it is not sure whether they all escaped the natural disaster smoothly, but at that time and The few children who were sent to the orphanage like you are very likely to survive. One day, maybe you can meet them again. "

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