The mountain road is rugged and the night is dark.
A group of nine of us walked hard in the mountains for more than two hours, and finally found the first human habitation after entering the mountains.
Climbing to the top of this mountain, there is a stone house built of a mixture of rocks and thatch. The chimney exposed outside the house is billowing smoke.
Through the uppermost window of the house, we can see that there is light in the house, but it is not the electric light in the city, but a swaying oil lamp.
It was Liu Wenya who knocked on the door of the stone house. It had been so long since we entered the mountain and we had at most eaten some dry food. In addition, we had to fight with the scavengers. Everyone seemed tired and wanted to go into the stone house to rest and recuperate.
I also took the opportunity to ask the owner of the stone house if he knew my master Yang Wensheng.
Liu Wenya knocked on the door a few times, and the wooden door of the stone house opened with a creaking sound. An old man holding an oil lamp poked his head out from inside.
"Hello Grandpa, we are mountaineering tourists. We have been walking too fast and are tired. Could you please go inside and take a rest?"
Although Liu Wenya was injured, she recovered for so long and her complexion improved a lot. She looked particularly youthful and cute under the oil lamp. She wore a sincere smile when asking questions, which easily made people feel trustful.
The old grandpa looked us over, and he was kind-hearted and let us into the stone house.
The room is not big, so after the nine of us entered the room, it seemed a bit crowded.
Liu Wenya took out some daily necessities from her backpack and gave them to her grandfather. Zeng Zhiguang also took out two hundred yuan and handed them over.
The old man is an authentic mountain man. He smiled and expressed his gratitude with a loyal and simple smile. He also took out the ingredients and cooked a big pot of hot polenta for us.
While making porridge, I stayed with my grandfather in the kitchen at the back of the house. I asked him if he knew Yang Wensheng. The old man pointed to the nearby mountain from the kitchen window and said that Yang Wensheng was a good citizen in this mountainous area.
, lives on the hilltop opposite.
"Yang Wensheng is a good man. He has given money and gifts to us poor mountain people every year for so many years." The old man said with regret: "Oh, it's just a pity. I heard that Yang Wensheng was caught killing someone."
I didn't find anything strange in the old grandpa's eyes, and I could tell that my master was very popular among the people in the mountains.
After eating the polenta, we wanted to continue on our way, but our grandfather advised us not to walk on the mountain road at night, as it is easy to encounter birds and beasts. The main reason is that we are afraid of stepping on poisonous insects at night. If we are bitten, some poisons will cause death without treatment.
That kind of.
After everyone discussed it for a while, we followed the old man's suggestion, and we huddled in the stone house all night.
At night, several of us men took turns watching the three scavengers. In order to make them lose the ability to resist, Zhou Wu dragged the three of them out in the middle of the night and repaired them until the scavengers and others were beaten until they could only walk.
, give up only if there is absolutely no other power.
The next morning, it dawned very early in the mountains.
We bid farewell to the kind old grandfather and started climbing towards the opposite mountain peak.
According to the old man, master Yang Wensheng’s old house is halfway up the mountain. It doesn’t look far away, but in fact it takes at least seven or eight hours to get there.
Next, we stopped and walked, mainly to take care of Liu Wenya and rest. She caught a cold after being injured last night. I originally asked her to wait for us at grandpa's house, but she had to go with us.
I had no choice but to agree with her.
Near eleven o'clock at noon, a group of us arrived at the foot of the mountain where Master's hometown is located.
I discussed with Zhou Wu and others for a while, and decided not to take the scavenger and the other three up there. After all, I was going to the master's old house to find important items, and there would be no benefit in taking the scavenger and the others.
The reason why I want to take away the scavengers is to hand them over to the police and use the police's case-handling capabilities to expose the sinister face of Sister Liu Wenya.
Regarding this point, Liu Wenya agrees with my approach. She has completely despaired of her eldest sister and no longer expects her eldest sister to change her mind. She wants her eldest sister to pay the price she deserves!
In the end, it was agreed that Zeng Zhiguang and Zheng Wang would hold shotguns and guard the scavenger and other three people at the foot of the mountain. Zhou Wu, Liu Wenya, and Gouzi would go to Master's old house halfway up the mountain.
Before leaving, Zeng Zhiguang asked me, what should I do if the scavengers and others try to resist, or if someone comes to save them?
Before I could reply, Zhou Wu's expression turned cold. He took the pistol that originally belonged to the bald man and pointed it at the scavenger through the air. Brother Wu banged in his mouth: "Tit for tooth, kill the three of them directly.
Anyway, they were planning to kill us earlier!"
Zeng Zhiguang glanced at me. I didn't want to cause a dispute with Zhou Wu, and I could understand Zhou Wu's tit-for-tat approach. I gave Brother Guang a hint in his eyes, telling him not to kill anyone, and to adapt to the situation accordingly.
Zeng Zhiguang nodded towards me and watched the four of us continue climbing.
After climbing for more than three hours, the four of us finally reached the halfway point of the mountain.
There is a relatively flat area here, and a stone house comes into view under the sun. There is a plaque on the top of the stone house, with a large character painted in red paint on it: Yang.
This is the old house of master Yang Wensheng. From the outside, it looks much larger than the stone house where we rested last night. The stone house is surrounded by walls.
After the four of us got closer, we discovered that there was actually a family of mountain people living not far behind the old house, about fifty meters away from Master's old house.
The residence of that mountain villager is not a stone house, but a brick house with red bricks and black tiles that looks unique in this mountainous area.
Liu Wenya said that the owner of that house was relatively wealthy, otherwise he would not have the money to build a brick house in this mountain.
"Can Ye Jing's master be rich?" Zhou Wu said with a smile: "Yang Wensheng is a ruthless person who can easily invade the bank system. When Ye Jing gets the notebook and USB flash drive, that kid Prince Zheng wants me, Ye Jing, to get one
Give him flowers, hehe..."
I smiled. What King Zheng said was just a joke.
The four of us looked at the brick building over there again, and then Zhou Wu climbed over the wall, entered the master's old house, and opened a rusty iron door for us.
We don't have the key to open the door, so we can only enter it this way.
Behind the iron gate is a small garden. It is probably because the master has not repaired it for a long time. The plants in the garden are extremely lush. On the road leading to the stone house at the back, the wild grass is up to the waist of several of us, almost the same height as the short dog.
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In the courtyard, the air was humid and smelled of mold. At the door of the stone house behind the garden, we saw a long-decomposed animal skeleton.
According to my observation, it was a guard dog tied to a stone pile in front of the door. The dog starved to death outside the door.
A picture also appeared in my mind. When Master Yang Wensheng came home one day, he was accompanied by a person whom the watchdog was unfamiliar with. The watchdog roared at the stranger and frightened the person before he let him go.
Master tied up his own dog.
But because he was in a hurry, the master forgot to let go of the guard dog, and the dog starved to death.
The dog's bones were completely devoid of skin and flesh, and the bones were still qualitative, indicating that it had been dead for at least half a year.
This also shows that Master Yang Wensheng has been away from his old house for at least half a year. Who did he bring back last time?
Who is it, the watchdog who is afraid of barking?
At that moment, when Liu Wenya and the other three people were surprised that I kept looking at the bones, they looked confused, but many doubts arose in my heart.
There was a crunching sound.
Zhou Wu stepped forward, reached out and pushed open the door of the stone house that was not closed...