The long and narrow mountain range connecting Li County to the west of Yongchang County is called Fubo Mountains. The famous Lijun Ancient Road is in the north of Fubo Mountains. There is also a long and narrow mountain range connecting Anyang County to the east of Yongchang County, named
It is the Dagu Mountain Range.
Unlike the southern part of the Fubo Mountains, which is connected to the Shiwan Mountains in southern Xinjiang, there is a very open canyon between the Dagu Mountains and the mountains in southern Xinjiang. Although that canyon is rarely visited by people, Yongchang County and Anyang County still reached an agreement a hundred years ago.
According to the agreement, an official road was built there connecting Zhaoshui City of Yongchang County and Shuanglong City of Anyang County, which meant that when one party was attacked by the Nanyi, the other party could rush to rescue as quickly as possible.
But in fact, in the more than a hundred years after the construction of this official road, it was actually used by the two counties for rescue very few times. However, the two counties unanimously built small military towns along the road. As the number of military towns on both sides increased,
This official road actually separates the mountains in southern Xinjiang from the Dagu Mountains.
Therefore, although the Dagu Mountain Range is also considered to have many wild beasts and monsters, it has never caused much trouble to the hinterland of Yongchang County and Anyang County. It can be regarded as a relatively stable internal mountain range in Zhongzhou, especially in the northern part of the Dagu Mountain Range.
It became a hunting ground for the dignitaries of the two counties in their spare time.
There is a large valley among the northernmost mountains of the Dagu Mountains. There are three small and large villages gathered in the valley. The villages wind along the valley, with mountains on their backs and water on their sides, for several miles.
Most of the people in the village farmed some land, cultivating terraced fields on the gentle slopes of the mountains, but it was never enough to feed the family, so the men in every household were basically hunters.
Most of the time, hunters go up the mountain in teams, sometimes two or three people, sometimes more than a dozen people, following the winding mountain roads that have been trampled by them for generations, to hunt around the areas where the most wild beasts gather.
For them, these mountains are their home, and the wild animals in the mountains are as if they have been deliberately driven away and kept in captivity in those places. They are familiar with the roads and take them for granted.
But on this day, when a team of twenty or thirty hunters from Majiazhuang, the largest of the three villages, came back from the mountains, all three villages exploded.
Because of this trip into the mountains, people died.
And one death means seven.
The team entering the mountain encountered a monster.
There is more than one monster.
Everyone panicked, and the elders of each village hurriedly called a meeting with the remaining men in the village. They selected a few of the most capable men to go into the mountains via multiple routes, risking huge risks to kill all the hunters who were still in the mountains.
They were all recalled.
But at dusk, when each village counted the number of people, it was discovered that not only many hunters who had entered the mountains in recent days had not returned, but also several messengers who had promised to come back before sunset no matter what, had not returned!
The village immediately became a mess.
Some families closed their doors tightly, and some simply went into the tunnels dug to avoid disasters and never came out. Only the orphans and widows who had lost the mainstay of their families were at a loss. They could only stay at home and pray over and over again to let their men
You can come back safely.
The man in Majiazhuang is the oldest person alive today, called Lao Ma Tou. Lao Ma Tou did not hide, but also organized the strong men in the village to gather together and build a pile of piles around the village.
He piled dry firewood and placed flammable turpentine hay among them. After all this was done, everyone was allowed to go home. Only the hunter who lived on the outskirts of the village was left behind, and was told to stay up all night and wait for news from him. If the village finally
When a fire was lit at the entrance of the village to the south, they immediately used rockets to ignite the fire outside the village. After that, they hurried to the south of the village.
The old man did not go home, but held a fire and stood guard by the small bridge at the entrance of the village. His turbid old eyes stared at the dark patch of water on the other side of the river, listening to the rolling water beside his ears, motionless like a stone pillar.
I don't know how long it took, but the old man suddenly felt a heat in his palms, and his whole body trembled with surprise.
When he looked back, he saw that it was his little grandson. He was immediately shocked, grabbed the boy's little hand quickly, lowered his voice and yelled, "Cat! Why did you come here? Where is your mother?!"
The little boy glanced at the darkness on the other side of the river and said timidly, "Mom...Mom went into the mountains to look for my father. She asked me to wait at home, but...but I'm afraid...
.”
"Nonsense!!" Old Man Ma's eyes widened and he stamped his feet anxiously. While holding his grandson's hand, he glanced toward the mountain behind the village. "You go home now and get under the covers. Remember
Be sure to close the door to the yard and the door to the house. Your father and mother will go back soon, do you understand?!" He looked at the little boy's eyes that gradually widened and shook his arm vigorously, "Did you hear that?
?!Go back quickly!!”
"Grandpa...Grandpa...!" The little boy stepped back step by step, causing old man Ma to take two steps back involuntarily, "Weird...monster...
.!!!" Old Man Ma was shocked and hurriedly looked back. With the faint light of the torch in his hand, he could vaguely see the "monster"!
On the small stone bridge, in the darkness, a huge furry head was slowly protruding out. The head was the size of a house. It looked like a tiger but not a tiger, with eyes as big as buckets. It was covered with markings and fell to the ground silently!
It stared at the old horse head so quietly, as if looking at an insignificant ant, and then stepped slowly and firmly step by step, without wavering at all no matter how the old horse head waved the torch in his hand.
The old horse head waved the torch while retreating, his whole body trembling like chaff, but his other hand still held his grandson tightly, guiding him behind his thin body, "Go back! Go back! Be careful... Immortal
I’ll kill you with my sword! I’ll kill you!!”
The giant monster didn't react at all. He even raised his head and glanced at the dark, quiet and lifeless village behind Lao Ma Tou.
Old Ma Tou retreated to the wood pile at the entrance of the village and lit the bonfire with the trembling torch in his hand. The flames burned brightly and immediately attracted the attention of the giant monster.
Then, rockets were shot out from the dark houses all around, and bonfires surrounded the village, illuminating it brightly!
The monster stopped for the first time since it appeared. It moved slightly sideways and seemed to be heading towards the village where the bonfire was not lit. However, in the next moment, it jumped over all the flames and pinned the old horse's head to the ground!!
"grandfather......!!"
The little boy was pushed a few meters away by the old horse's head and fell to the ground. He raised his head and stared, shouting in panic. He kept staring at the ground with his legs, trying to stay away from this monster that looked like a gluttonous beast, but how could he?
keep away!
Arrows were immediately shot out of the dark houses around, but they couldn't even penetrate the monster's seemingly soft fur, and were shot away by a layer of invisible air!
The monster lowered his head and looked at the old horse's head, which was vomiting blood and dying after being pressed by his claws. Then he followed his gaze and looked at the little boy who was as weak as an ant, bared his teeth and raised his claws!
In the desperate and powerless eyes of the old horse head, he grabbed the little boy like lightning!!
Then.
At this critical moment.
Suddenly a thunder flashed across the night sky!!
A female voice as clear as a warbler rolled down the mountain!!
"You evil beast, how dare you!!!"
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