Chapter 22:

The family of Jiang Yu and his party was named Zhou, the eldest brother who brought them was called Zhou Xin, and Jiang Yu and the others called Zhou's brother.
Zhou Xin is tall and dark-skinned. He likes to be barefoot. He has a loud voice that can yell from one mountain to another. His facial features are Zhou Zheng and he smiles very honestly.
Several people walked into the hall. In the middle of the hall was a porcelain sculpture of an unknown mythical figure on a high table. Sacrificial offerings and incense were placed on it.
Putting hope on the gods is the continuation of the Chinese culture for thousands of years.
It continues to this day and will continue to the future.
Even in the eyes of modern people, the gods are fictitious.
Zhou Xin led a few people to the two rooms on the right side of the hall, Jiang Yu and Tao Zhenzhen in the same room, Chen Ke and Xu Gan in the same room.
A few of them are people who run the news all year round. They have been to any place where the environment is bad. Their spoiled habits have been wiped out in those places. Although Big Brother Zhou’s house is simple and simple, it is better than clean, tired and sleepy. After putting away their luggage, several people lay on the bed and closed their eyes, unable to move anymore.
The night in the mountains is accompanied by stars and moonlight, and the passing mountain breeze blows, giving the fresh and cool smell of vegetation.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there are only the sounds of insects and birds.
Isolated from the world, it seems that there are no troubles.
It makes people feel so calm that they only think of breathing.
The next morning, Jiang Yu woke up. She stood in front of the window, looking at the old man who was still sitting at the door.
Yesterday, the old man sat there when the group of them entered the door. They still sat there in the morning, motionless, like a sculpture, staring at the majestic mountains in the distance through the misty fog.
The mountain stands quietly, and the world is ever-changing. It has green waters and green mountains, just like before.
Zhou Xin opened the door, "Reporter Jiang, are you awake? Breakfast is ready, come and eat."
Jiang Yu turned and smiled: "Thank you very much."
Tao Zhenzhen woke up in a daze, washed his face and went to the hall.
Chen Ke and Xu Gan surrounded the high table in the center of the hall. They looked at the porcelain sculptures on the table in a novel way. Chen Ke had an occupational illness and wanted to take a photo with the camera.
"What are you doing!" The old man's voice was full of anger.
Chen Keshe smiled, "I have never seen a porcelain sculpture like this."
The old man sullen his eyebrows and rushed over in angrily, standing in front of the porcelain sculpture and bowing.
"This is the mountain god, bless our mountain god!"
Chen Ke smiled hippiely, "The mountain definitely hopes that we will take it out of the mountain and let more people of the mountain worship it."
"No need!" The old man put on a stick of incense and looked at the statue of the mountain behind the incense with pious eyes, "It's just the mountain of our mountain."
Tao Zhenzhen couldn't help being a young man, "This is superstition, old man, there are no mountain gods in this world."
"In front of the mountain god, don't talk nonsense!" The old man scolded Tao Zhenzhen angrily.
Tao Zhenzhen's face flushed with suffocation, but in the end he still suffocated his breath and stopped talking.
Chen Ke and Tao Zhenzhen are new youths in the 21st century, advocating science and opposing superstition. They don’t care about the mountain gods mentioned by the old man Zhou. They are proud, as if they feel that I am an intellectual and you are a mountain. Deeply ignorant and superstitious old man, we are not the same, we are not the same, don't convince anyone.
"Regardless of whether there is or not, many cultures and inheritance do not require personal recognition, but we need to be in awe." Jiang Yu followed the example of the old man and bowed in front of the mountain god. "Old man, I'm sorry, they are still young. Please do not mind."
The old man wiped the high table with a rag, looked at Jiang Yu more, but said nothing.
Zhou Xin smiled and warmed up, "Father, I'm eating."
After breakfast, Jiang Yu and his party, led by Zhou Xin, went to the family members of the bones found on the mountains to take turns to interview.
Regarding the questions they raised, the family members said helplessly: "Reporter Jiang, we have answered the questions you asked many times."
The reporters came in wave after wave, asking those who could and could not ask.
Jiang Yu immediately accepted the notebook and smiled and said thank you.
Since all the questions have been asked, they no longer need to do wasteful work and waste time.
Before leaving, Jiang Yu looked at the porcelain sculpture of the mountain enshrined in the hall and asked, "Can I worship the mountain god?"
The villagers were a little surprised, "Okay."
Jiang Yu respectfully worshipped a few times in front of the mountain statue, with a proper posture, like a believer with many years of faith.
Afterwards Tao Zhenzhen asked Jiang Yu why he wanted to worship the mountain god.
Jiang Yu said, please feel at ease.
Chen Ke laughed at her as a media person, the new youth of the 21st century, who actually advocated superstition.
Jiang Yu was silent for a moment, and said, "I don't know, but I think I should pay a respect."
Xu Gan is older than Jiang Yu. In those years running in the news, he was very knowledgeable. He also said: "You are doing the right thing. You do not need personal recognition in this place, but you need to be awed. "
Jiang Yu looked at the mountains in the distance, and the white clouds were rolling in the sky, and suddenly said, "Let's go to the mountains and have a look."
Zhou Xin waved his hand again and again, "No way, no way, that place is hard to find, and at this time, climbing up must be at night, and the roads in the mountains are hard to walk and find at night, and it may not be possible to get down."
"Even you think the road is hard to find, so how did the dead get up? As far as I know, several of them have disabilities with their legs."
Zhou Xin sighed, "I really don't know. In the past few years, many old people in the village have disappeared one after another. Young people like us have also searched everywhere. The mountain has also been rummaged, but we have never found it."
"That cave has never been discovered?"
"No."
It was getting late, and there was nothing for a day, so a few people had to go back and wait for tomorrow morning before going to the mountain.
In the dead of night, Jiang Yu sat in front of the window, looking at the mountains in the distance, and at the old man Zhou who was sitting at the gate and staring at the mountains in the distance. Suddenly, a thin and small figure ran in from outside the door. It was Zhou. Xin's ten-year-old son.
Jiang Yu thought, walked to the entrance of the hall, and waved to him.
Zhou Xin's son called Anniversary, he was naughty at his age, and there was no clean place on his body. He was covered with mud and bare feet. He stood in the yard and washed his feet with a spring that was drawn down.
Jiang Yu handed a big white rabbit toffee to him, "Anniversary, sister will ask you a few questions, okay?"
"White Rabbit Toffee!" Anniversary tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth. "My uncle always brings me Big White Rabbit toffee every time he comes back from a big city. I like it! Sister, what do you want to ask?"
Jiang Yu looked at the back at the door and pulled Anniversary into the room, "Anniversary, my sister asks you, has your grandfather told you any story?"
Old people like to tell children stories, which are generally not too absurd. They will tell some personal experiences and things that they don’t want to be forgotten.
Tell your children in the form of a story, hoping that this story will be passed on and will not be forgotten.
"I have said it!" said Anniversary: ​​"Grandpa said that the mountain was angry in our mountain many years ago. There were originally more than 100 households in our village. Because the mountain was angry, there are only 50 or 60 households left, grandpa. Tell us to worship the mountain god, otherwise, the mountain will be angry again like five years ago."
"five years ago?"
"Yeah, the mountain was angry again five years ago, but fortunately, the mountain did not hurt us this time. Grandpa said it was a warning and warned us to better worship the mountain god."
Jiang Yu thought of the mountain gods enshrined in every household.
"Nianyao, I'm sleeping." Zhou Xin's voice came from outside the house.
Anniversary responded and ran out, leaving only a string of wet little footprints in the room.
Unable to sleep, Jiang Yu took a small stool and sat outside, next to his father.
The mountain in the distance is a mountain, but in the night, it is not as towering and tall as in the daytime, as if there are countless monsters hidden in the sky, the night blows, the coldness is so hard that people are flustered.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
The old man looked at the mountain in the distance, looked at the outline of the night, and sighed, "Look at the mountain."
"You watched the mountains for many days, don't you feel tired?"
"I watched it for decades."
Jiang Yu asked lowly: "You know what's going on in the mountains, don't you?"
The old man's muddy eyes turned slightly. He looked at Jiang Yu, full of vicissitudes and see through the ups and downs of the world, "Reporter Jiang, you should leave here."
"I want to understand this, don't you want everyone to know the truth? Let the villagers remember this forever?"
"You will be condemned by heaven if you offend the mountain god."
"The mountain is alive and will not condemn good people."
The old man sighed, "Yes, you are a good person, the mountain will not blame you, we are the one who committed the crime..."
"You tell me the truth, and I will help you pray for the mountain god's forgiveness."
The old man shook his head, "Baby, you all go back, you can't find out anything, you can't find out, and the mountain will not forgive us."
The old man got up, held a stool against the wall, his voice was old and trembling, "I can't find out, go back... go back."
The old man's squatting back became farther and farther away in the night, and the chattering voice was blown away by the mountain wind. She heard the old man's unsteady footsteps, his heavy walking, and the shaky back, little by little disappeared.
However, the large mountains in the distance still stand, and in the endless night and dense forests, there is still an unknown past buried.
The mountain is angry...Heavenly Scourge...
Jiang Yu walked into the house quickly and said to Tao Zhenzhen and Xu Gan: "Big Brother Xu, tomorrow you and Zhenzhen will go back to the city to find out the top fifty...no, the seriousness that happened in the previous sixty years Geological disasters, Chen Ke, stay behind and go up the mountain with me tomorrow."