We continued to walk along the path to the west of the village. The path became narrower and narrower, and we could not see the edge of the weeds as tall as a person. We didn't go far and found that there was no way forward. Weeds blocked our way.

, the three of us suggested that the boy Dunzi clear the road ahead, who is said to be strong. Dunzi held a wooden stick in one hand and swung it from side to side, and with the other hand he plucked the dead grass blocking the way. From time to time, he kept talking about "Dude's body"

Is it a crime to be good and give me such a hard job?"

**Following Dunzi, he looked at the map in his hand and said, "Dunzi, you are no longer a bitch. If you climb over the hill in front, you should be at Dukang Valley."

Huzi helped me walk behind me. The wound scratched by the black guy still hurt from time to time. Plus, because I didn't have breakfast, I felt that every step was getting harder and harder. Fortunately, I had this naive Huzi helping me.

It was almost noon and we finally reached the top of Dukang Valley, but the sight in front of us made all four of us dumbfounded.

The narrowest side of this ditch is more than a hundred meters wide, and the deepest part is nearly a hundred meters deep, almost vertical. There is no path or slope to go down. There are only a few vegetation under the ditch, and the ground is winding and winding.

Getting up is a big challenge for us.

Dunzi scratched his head and looked at the deep ditch in front of him and said, "Damn it, you can't let me jump in! Master Du Kang really found this damn place to settle down. If I want to come and pay my respects, I have to jump down first to see where it is."

Did you order me to worship him?"

It’s no wonder that Dunzi complained. The soil on both sides of the ditch was soft and there were very few vegetation. Moreover, the slope was steep. This was still a big problem if we thought about it. Huzi’s idea was even more ridiculous. He asked us to sit on the ground and want to raise children.

The kid in the kindergarten slipped down like that on the slide. It's a shame that he dared to slide down his butt like this. It would have cost him a fortune. Unfortunately, he ended up hanging on a wild tree next to the ditch. He couldn't get up and down. He must be screaming at the heavens and not the earth.

Not working.

** He actually said that Hu Zi’s idea is feasible but needs to be improved. I think this guy’s brain is also pinched by Chengmen Tower, but his butt is his own.

Let's see what tricks he can come up with.** Take out the compressed nylon rope from the bag and tie it to a dead old tree by the ditch, and throw the other end to the bottom of the ditch. This compressed nylon rope is a special rope for mountaineering in the wild.

, the rope is very light and very strong. It is said that it can withstand one ton of gravity without external influence. **Put on your gloves and pull the rope, sliding it down slowly. Oh, it’s okay to see clearly like this! Why didn’t I think about it?

Come out.

Ten minutes later, a loud shout came from the bottom of the ditch. It seemed that he had successfully reached the bottom of the ditch. Several of us imitated his example and slipped away one after another.

It was noon and everyone was so hungry that their hearts were pressed to their backs. Huzi said that if he didn’t eat, let alone go down and fight, he didn’t even have the strength to climb into the pit. We found a few rocks and set up a picnic pot in the middle, with weeds and branches.

I was sitting on the fuel. I cooked some instant noodles casually. It was really delicious even for hungry ghosts. The instant noodles were eaten by us with gusto.

After a simple meal, we continued on our way. Although there were not as many weeds at the bottom of the ditch as there were above, the ground was high and low and it was not easy to walk on.

After greeting each other and walking through a big bend, we were surprised to find that there was a courtyard in such a deep ditch in front of us. A few of us quickened our pace and came to the door of the courtyard. The courtyard was obviously in disrepair.

It looks dilapidated, but it lacks a sense of antique charm. There are large bells full of copper embroidery hanging on the eaves of each house. There is an indistinct inscription on the closed door, but it can no longer be seen.

The writing on it is gone.

Dunzi suddenly shouted, "Look, everyone, there is a big dirt bag over there, and there is a tombstone in front of it. This must be Du Kang's hometown!"

Due to the age, the inscriptions on the stone tablet are blurred, and there are almost no clues to tell that this is Du Kang's tomb. The earthen bag is covered with weeds, which is really inconspicuous compared with other tombs of great men.

After careful observation with no results, Dunzi said, "Let's go take a look at the courtyard first. Anyway, it will be dark in a few hours, so we can still spend the night here tonight. I would like to express my condolences by the way."

Our stomachs, as the old Red Army said, people are iron and rice is steel, but we can’t carry a gun when we are hungry.”

Hu Zi was the first to kick open the large wooden door of the courtyard. With Hu Zi's fierce kick, the door opened, but half of the door panel was kicked away by Hu Zi. The three of us all looked at Hu Zi.

I asked depressedly, "Is it necessary to be so violent to open the door? We are here to fight, not to rob."

Huzi scratched his head and said naively, "Isn't it like this in movies? Kick the door open, then pick up the guy and rush in?"

Helpless! An ancient locust tree in the courtyard after passing through the gate caught our attention. Didn’t the ancients care very much about Feng Shui? If the courtyard does not plant mulberry trees, it will not contain locust trees. Doesn’t the owner of this compound understand? Sophora japonica trees.

When the characters are taken apart, don't they mean "wood" and "ghost"? What does the owner of this yard mean?

There was a stone beast in the middle of the yard that shocked us even more. It had a tiger-like body with two horns growing out of its head. It looked up to the sky with its mouth wide open, showing its sharp teeth. It seemed as if it wanted to swallow the whole sky. This was not the old man's house in front.

Does the black monster want to eat us? Why is it here? Look carefully! There seems to be writing on the stone slab in front of this stone beast. We went to the market to clean the stone slab, and it was all in small seal characters. I really couldn't understand it.

Dunzi seemed to be reading these words seriously. Dunzi made money from these antiques, and there would inevitably be some pictures and texts on the antiques and paintings, so it was common sense to recognize these words. We were anxiously waiting for Dunzi to figure it out and explain it to us.

Dunzi was trying to figure out the words on the stone tablet. The three of us went into the room in the courtyard opposite the gate to take a look. A clay sculpture in the center of the lobby had collapsed in half, and we didn’t know which deity it was worshiping. The stone incense burner on the altar table was filled with sand, facing the mud.

There are eight large wooden chairs on both sides. All of them are missing arms and legs, and they are covered with dust. They look like they have been there for many years. It is really incredible that there is such a temple under such a deep ditch.

As the sky gradually darkened, a few of us lit a fire in the hall, sat around the fire, ate biscuits, and patiently listened to Dunzi telling us about the inscription at the door.

Dunzi lit up a cigarette and said, "Because some of the fonts on the inscription are no longer legible, the general meaning is that this monster is called "Pig". The beast makes a loud roar and lives by drinking the blood of animals. Its blood is green. It is

Du Kang, the originator of wine, picked up a life-threatening larvae while traveling in the Kunlun Mountains and adopted it. The beast grew bigger day by day, and at first it only ate small animals such as mice, hares, etc. One day, it accidentally broke into a house and injured a person's life. The villagers were angry.

In order to save his life, Du Kang had no choice but to hide in a natural ditch in the west of Baishui County, which was later named after Du Kang. Du Kang was originally a minister under the Yellow Emperor. He was mainly responsible for looking after the granary. Due to the emperor's wars, he was constantly sued.

As more and more food accumulated, a lot of the food became moldy. Du Kang was reluctant to throw it away and packed it up with spare utensils. One day he found that the moldy food in the utensils gave off a burst of fragrance. After tasting it, he found that the food was moldy.

The liquid was fragrant and refreshing. It was presented to the emperor. Emperor Longyan Dayue ordered it to be Dukang's wine. It was reused by the emperor. After his death, Dukang's last words were to be buried in a deep ditch to the west of Baishui County, and to be buried with his favorite "piggy" during his lifetime, so as not to

If you hurt the innocent, the emperor will allow it." Everyone was overjoyed to hear this. Since the "Pig" was buried with Du Kang's tomb, there is also a stone statue of "Pig" in the courtyard of this temple. There is also an earthen tomb outside the courtyard, so this must be Dukang's tomb.
Chapter completed!