To be honest, I am very curious about this "wonder of sound" on the mountain. Twice, I deliberately chose to stay in a small chain hotel at the foot of the mountain during thunderstorms just to listen to this sound that happened hundreds of years ago.

Yeah, the kind of shouting of death that sounds like on an ancient battlefield.

But the effect was very bad. I could vaguely hear the sound of drums and shouts. However, because the thunder and rain were too loud at the time, and the hotel was still far away from the actual location of the battle, I felt

It's not too obvious, but I heard an old man collecting rags nearby said that he was foolish and bold when he was young. He once climbed up to the mountain to listen to it during a thunderstorm. The sound was so terrifying, as if there were really thousands of troops, fighting against you.

There are fighting and shouting around you, and there are also miserable screams, but you can only hear the sound but can't see anything. The feeling is too weird and terrifying.

However, the old man collecting rags also kindly reminded me not to rush up the mountain during a thunderstorm, as that place was an area with a high lightning strike rate. The only time he went up the mountain during a thunderstorm, he saw a fireball falling from the sky and landing close to him.

Not far away, a large area of ​​trees and grass is scorched, which is a lightning strike. After every thunderstorm, there will be trees or grass on the mountain that are scorched by lightning.

Sister Li's cousin agreed with my conclusion that the reason why the blind man chose to appear on the mountain during a thunderstorm might be related to the extremely tragic war. He further explained that according to war psychology,

For a tragic war, the psychological impact on people is extremely profound.

There are many World War II veterans in the United States suffering from Alzheimer's disease. Their condition is so serious that they no longer even recognize their relatives, but many of them are still deeply impressed by the tragic war they experienced back then.

If Blind Man Gao had participated in that tragic war, it would have left a deep imprint on his memory, which would have had a series of impacts on his behavior. When encountering a thunderstorm, he would most likely be affected by special emotional factors.

And go up the mountain.

What makes my hair stand on end is that the tall blind man may be hiding nearby. With his superb camouflage skills, maybe someone who passes us by is him. The reason why he never strays far from the local area is because he is in the area.

The loyal bones of the Ming Dynasty soldiers guarding this place?

I really want to go to the mountains to wait for Blind Man Gao to appear on a thunderstorm day, and get up close to him to see if he is the Grandpa Gao I have had close contact with, and ask him about everything this strange man has experienced. That would be better than anything in the world.

Any novel or movie is ten thousand times more exciting. But I also know that this is just a thought and there is no possibility of it being realized.

Although you can't go there during thunderstorms, it's still no problem to go there on a normal day.

One day, Sister Li and I made an appointment with my cousin to go to the mountain to find out. I have actually been to this mountain once or twice, but when I learned more about the relationship between this mountain and Gao Xiazi, everything seemed to be different.

Already.

In fact, because the war between the Ming and Qing armies was so old, no traces can be seen anymore. Although history books record that at that time, the mountain almost turned into a "corpse mountain" - covered with corpses.

The whole mountain was covered with maggots. The maggots on the corpses were piled up more than a foot high, and the maggots on the top layer would often fall down, making a rustling sound like fried beans. The miserable situation was truly a hell on earth.

The strange thing is that although the war at that time left no other traces, the sounds of the actual battlefield were accidentally "recorded" on the stone. There is a large cemetery on the mountain, which is indeed a local cemetery.

The tombs of anti-Japanese generals and soldiers have nothing to do with the Ming and Qing armies.

The scenery on the mountain is very good. Sister Li, my cousin, and I walked in the shade of the trees in the mountain, enjoying the cool mountain breeze, and listening to my cousin talk about all kinds of interesting history.

Allusion, very comfortable.

We walked into the Anti-Japanese Soldiers and Martyrs Cemetery and sat down to rest in a pavilion. Sister Li thoughtfully took out a few cans of drinks from her bag and gave them to my cousin and me.

Although my cousin is over seventy years old, he has very good physical strength due to regular exercise. After walking in the mountains for such a long time, he didn't even look tired.

"You are in good health, you have better physical strength than me. I am tired after walking for such a long time, but you are still in high spirits," I said sincerely.

My cousin just smiled faintly: "Actually, my health has never been very good. When I was young, I was frail and sickly. Until the past two years, my health was getting worse and worse, and I also suffered from a mild cerebral hemorrhage. But thanks to that person

, I have had fewer physical illnesses in the past two years, and my physical strength is actually getting better and better.”

I looked in the direction of my cousin's finger, and it turned out to be a tombstone not far away. On the tombstone was written "The Tomb of Patriot General Wang Zhengkui" - Wang Zhengkui? Isn't that what my cousin mentioned when he told the story of the blind man last time?

That Kuomintang general Wang Zhengkui? Did he later die on the anti-Japanese battlefield?

The old man saw my confused face and said with a smile: "Yes, it is the Wang Zhengkui I mentioned last time, but he only passed away last year. In order to commemorate his achievements in the Anti-Japanese War, the superiors gave special approval to the provincial United Front Work Department

He is buried here."

"Then you must have had contact with Wang Zhengkui? You must have asked him about the mysterious blind man, right?" Sister Li also asked curiously.

My cousin nodded silently, looking at the tombstone of Wang Zhengkui, as if he was lost in memories of the past. In the shady and secluded pavilion surrounded by green mountains, Sister Li and I were immersed in the memory of our cousin.

In the wonderful world narrated.

My cousin and Wang Zhengkui met four years ago. At a commemoration meeting for the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, Wang Zhengkui was invited to speak on stage as a guest, and my cousin, as a cultural figure, also participated in that meeting. When the host announced "

When he heard the name "Wang Zhengkui", his cousin was immediately shocked - when he was researching the anecdotes of the blind man, he became too familiar with the name "Wang Zhengkui".

Could this Wang Zhengkui be the same Wang Zhengkui recorded in the book who had direct contact with the blind man? Could it be that he has the same name? But in terms of experience and age, this Wang Zhengkui is almost completely consistent with the one in the book.

In curiosity and excitement, my cousin finally waited until the meeting was over. He couldn't wait to go over and say hello to Wang Zhengkui. Coincidentally, Wang Zhengkui was also a loyal reader of his cousin. Wang Zhengkui had carefully read several books written by his cousin.

He had paid attention to the work "Hometown Party" for a long time. The cousin made some insinuations and inquired about Wang Zhengkui's hometown and experience. In the end, it was confirmed that Wang Zhengkui was exactly the one mentioned in the book.

The two hit it off immediately and chatted happily.

After all, his cousin was a man of culture and was very considerate. He did not ask about the blind man rashly at first - because this mysterious blind man was surrounded by too many taboos and secrets. He was afraid that Wang Zhengkui would talk about it at the beginning.

If you have resistance, you won't be able to understand it further.

What surprised my cousin was that Wang Zhengkui had always lived in this small county town! He didn't know it at all. From then on, his cousin often visited Wang Zhengkui. Whenever the two old men met and chatted, they would talk to each other several times.

When I was young, my cousin was very cautious and always felt that the time was not yet ripe, so he never took the initiative to ask about the blind man.

They talked more about Wang Zhengkui's experience fighting the Japanese army on the battlefield. Wang Zhengkui had received a formal military academy education and had so much practical experience, so he talked endlessly when he talked about fighting.

Once, the two of them were exercising in the park. Looking at Wang Zheng's burly figure, my cousin asked jokingly: "General Wang, with your size, is the target bigger? If you were shot on the battlefield,

The probability is much greater than that of a small soldier, so it is indeed not easy for you to survive through a hail of bullets."

Wang Zhengkui laughed loudly after hearing this, but replied very seriously: "This is the most intuitive feeling. Some people think that the smaller a soldier is, the smaller his chance of being shot. Is this true? This is certain.

Reasonable.

When we were fighting with the Japanese, I had an orderly who was very thin. Once, while on the march, he was being violently raided by Japanese planes. Both sides of his cotton-padded jacket were pierced by bullets, but because of his thin body, the bullets

They only penetrated the fat cotton-padded jacket. If his body had been a little stronger, the two bullets would not have just "passed through the jacket."

It is true that thin people are less likely to be shot. For example, agile soldiers from Sichuan are more likely to survive than tall soldiers from other provinces who participated in the war at the same time.

But in addition to size, one's mood during combat can even more affect a person's survival on the battlefield.

Two extreme emotions - excessive fear, and excessive "not afraid" - can easily cause combat individuals to die before fully realizing their combat potential.

I once had a company commander under my command. For some reason, before the battle, he had a dull and sad look on his face. During the battle, he knew that there were Japanese soldiers in a house, but he still rushed in hastily and numbly.

As a result, he was beaten to death on the spot.

If we conduct a psychological analysis on this company commander, his mental state during combat is very problematic: he has a kind of inexplicable boredom and sadness. This negative mental state will inevitably lead to slow reaction and poor concentration.

, judgment, etc. are severely reduced.

When I was studying at the Central Army School, an American instructor once told us that if a person is in a state of extreme boredom and sadness, people will become absent-minded and slow in their reactions to the things around them. The efficiency and error rate of doing things,
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