Leshan, the land of Sichuan and Sichuan, is an autonomous county called Ebian next to the middle section of Daliang Mountain. There is also a small town below called Heizhugou Town.

This is the address Liu Bao gave us.

More than half a year ago, he sneaked out to travel around the mountains and rivers, and Leshan was the last stop. He stayed in the city for a while, and when he got tired of it, he wanted to go to the autonomous county to see how beautiful the Ashimas of the Yi ethnic group were.

It was here that he got on the bus and finally sent him to that very prosperous downtown.

This is the only thing he can actually remember. There is no other way. We can only follow the picture and find the bus first!

When we arrived at Heizhugou Town, it was already early morning two days later.

The car was arranged by Tu Xingsun. The original owner seemed to have some problems with body odor. The smell in the car was very bad. We were huddled together and slept in a hazy state.

Lin San found a place to park the car, and Tu Xingsun woke us up, suggesting that we have some breakfast first and then find a hotel to sleep first.

It was still early, there were only a few people on the street, but the green shed selling breakfast on the roadside was quite lively.

After calling for food, Fu Huicheng took advantage of the crowds and excitement and ran to inquire about the location of Sihuo Station.

Sihuo Station, this is the stop where Liu Bao said he got on the bus.

The strange thing is that many diners know nothing about it.

A man with a "Tian Bodhisattva" tattooed on his head even laughed at Fu Huicheng, saying that he had lived in Heizhugou Town for more than thirty years and had never heard of Sihuo Station.

Fu Huicheng came back disgraced.

I saw that he was a little frustrated, so I smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's already here. Are you still worried about being delayed for three to five days? Just ask slowly."

"How come Liu Bao, who is such a bastard, is such a thief? I had already planned it. If his matter was simple, it would be fine. If it was difficult, I would just go ahead and rob him. I have already found the people, so we can leave him alone."

The place where Tenzin meets is not far away. They are all gunmen. Give them a signal and they will be there in a moment. It won’t be a problem to capture them..."

Fu Huicheng angrily cursed Mark Liu and his family for not having any good people. He didn't think it was a crow making fun of a pig. He just came with malicious intentions and couldn't blame others for being on guard.

After venting for a moment, he changed the subject and said, "You think, this guy must have made a mistake, right? He was so drunk at that time, can he believe what he said?"

"Not necessarily. He said that before he got on the bus, he subconsciously looked back at the stop sign. The words 'Sihuo Station' were clearly written on it."

I shook my head: "I believe Liu Bao more. This man is very thoughtful and will not really drink and lose his mind. From the test that day, we can see that this man is a bit smart. I always feel that he forgets a lot."

The matter may be caused by other means, but unfortunately I can't see it. It must have something to do with his life being bought.

This Sihuo Station is probably a bit particular, and it’s normal for ordinary people not to know about it.”

Fu Huicheng just shook his head and sighed, feeling that the twists and turns in this matter were probably not a good sign.

After breakfast, we found a small hotel nearby and planned to rest for a few hours.

Fu Huicheng kept talking about Sihuo Station all the way, as if his curiosity was aroused. When registering, he suddenly asked the boss if there was any place in the local area that was related to the word Sihuo.

The boss is a very young girl, in her twenties, with an ordinary appearance, but she is very fair, and she is a very good-looking type. She laughed when she heard the words, with two shallow dimples on her face, she was half joking and half serious

He said: "Don't be joking. You can't mention these two words when meeting people here. In our Yi dialect, Sihuo means that someone died by hitting a trap, which is very unlucky. I keep asking this, and those who don't know think that

You are cursing others."

After saying that, the girl returned our ID cards to us and chatted some more. However, when we were about to go upstairs to the room, she seemed to remember something and called us "Hey". When we turned around, she

He frowned and said, "I just remembered that my great-grandfather loves to tell me stories, and it seems that he did mention the place name Sihuo."

Grandpa...

In terms of age, I am afraid he is someone who has experienced the old society period, right?

I paused and asked hesitantly: "Old man, now..."

"You want to ask if my grandfather is still here?"

The girl smiled and said: "He is in good health. He is almost a hundred years old. He still comes to deliver food to me every day for fear that I will not eat well. If you are interested in this, you can come down at noon. He usually

I’ll definitely be here before twelve noon!”

"That's good, I love listening to stories told by old people the most!"

I nodded to the girl to express my gratitude. When I went upstairs, I asked Fu Huicheng to arrange for the two brothers to buy some good wine. The Yi people are good at wine. We can make friends and listen to more stories. They come out to do errands many times.

Experience tells me that the elderly are the real encyclopedias. There are many things that no one else can explain, but perhaps clues can be found from the mouths of those elderly people who have lived through the long years.

Because I was thinking about this matter, I didn't sleep very deeply even if I touched the pillow. I woke up just after eleven o'clock. When I went out, I found that Lao Bai and Fu Huicheng were in the same situation, with eyes full of tears.

Bloodshot, but energetic, obviously the same situation.

I picked up the wine and went downstairs to put it on the counter. The girl didn't want it, and couldn't bear our insistence, so she had to accept it with some embarrassment.

Then we didn't bother her and found a seat by the window to wait. Not long after, we saw a rickety old man coming with a food box. The old man only had eyes for his daughter and didn't even look at us.

The man kept lowering his head and spoke in Yi dialect, which we couldn't understand. The girl pointed at us from time to time, probably explaining the situation to the old man.

After a while, the old man walked towards us tremblingly. He was really too old. I quickly stood up and helped him sit down.

The old man was not polite and rested with his eyes slightly squinted, but his wrinkled face was filled with an indescribable desolation. I call this sad mood twilight.

After a long time, the old man sighed softly: "No one has mentioned the word Si Huo for a long time. Everyone who knows... is gone..."

Obviously, he was stuck in memories.

It's rude to interrupt other people's memories, so I could only wait patiently. When the old man came to his senses slightly, I asked, "Old man, where is Sihuo...?"

The old man smiled: "Aren't you here in Sihuo?"

"here?"

Fu Huicheng exclaimed: "Is this Sihuo Station?"

"It's not Sihuo Station, it's Sihuo Town!"

The old man emphasized, and then sighed: "That's the name of the old society. Many young people nowadays can't even speak our Yi dialect. It's normal not to know this name!"

"Sihuo Town, Sihuo Station..."

Fu Huicheng murmured: "But the place we are looking for is Sihuo Station. Just one word difference is a big difference..."

"I have never heard of Sihuo Station. I have lived here all my life and I am familiar with every plant and tree. There is no Sihuo Station here."

The old man hesitated for a moment and then asked: "You guys, are you looking for the wrong place? Why do you have to look for this Sihuo Station?"

I could only vaguely make up a story, saying that we were adventure enthusiasts who wanted to find some magical places to visit. A friend said that Sihuo Station was interesting, so we came. It should be the right place.

Right here in Heizhugou Town.

"Why do you dolls have so many strange thoughts now..."

The old man muttered something to himself, but didn't think much about it, and immediately asked: "Since someone has been here, has he told you what that place is like?"

This is really embarrassing for me.

In my speculation, Liu Bao may have been tricked at that time. He said that he had not gone very far, but no one knows whether he had gone far or not. And what he saw at that time, maybe a normal person would not be able to do it at all.

I can't see it. Only the three words "Sihuo Station" are a very important clue, and the others are probably not very reliable.

I thought for a moment and then said, in the south of the town, there is a small farm restaurant that specializes in cooking Yi dishes to entertain guests. It has no brand name and is just a traditional Yi house with about six or seven rooms. In the middle

There is a small pavilion. Go out from this private restaurant and continue walking south.

"Oh... I have some impression of the place you mentioned, but it's very remote..."

The old man frowned in thought, and then suddenly stood up and said in silence: "Continue to the south, there is no Sihuo Station there, it is a mound where dead people are buried. After passing the mound, there is

But the stone gate is closed. Let's walk up... My grandpa once said about that place, saying that it was the ancestral land of our Yi people. Our ancestors came from there. They left their ancestral precepts and were not allowed to enter.

, otherwise disaster will be imminent. As the old saying goes, when the Orion enters, there is no trace, and the strong man never looks back once he leaves!!"

Seeing a few of us dumbfounded, the old man sighed angrily: "Don't believe it, little kids, I advise you with good intentions, don't go there. I came from that era, and I saw some things with my own eyes.
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