Although Cai Gaoli is already a veritable leader of Kushantun, the Chinese people always pay attention to their bad reputation and their words are not smooth. In the village, no one dares to call him Deputy Captain Cai, but when he comes to the club for a meeting, the captains of other production brigades always have to bring this sub-word with him, which makes Cai Gaoli feel disgusted when he hears the commune's meeting.

In the past or two years, Cai Gaoli didn't know how many times he ran to the commune, district, and county to remove the sub-character. In theory, he was sleeping - someone on it, removed the sub-character in front of the captain of a mere production brigade, and he didn't hold it in his hand. But who would have thought that he could not get over this shortcut.

This time, when Cai Gaoli heard the wind saying that a new captain might be sent down, he immediately became furious and rushed to his uncle's residence, Guo Min's family, the director of the county revolutionary committee, to ask his uncle to give him the subtitles no matter what.

Cai Gaoli went there for more than a week. Just so happened that Xue Xiang reported to Chengtian County, but was intercepted by Geng Fulin and Chen Guangming, and went directly to the Happy Shop. Cai Gaoli probably didn't know the news at this moment. If he knew that the position he had been pursuing for many years was intercepted, it turned out that the Cai family's world had been poked a big hole at this moment, and he had to crook his nose.

Because of such twists and turns, and when Xue Xiang first arrived, he threw down Cai Guoqing, the most fiercer than the capital, and with Xue Xiang's identity as a capitalist, everyone said that he had an extraordinary origin. Therefore, Li and Han made up their minds to move closer to Xue Xiang.

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"Come on, let's find a place to chat slowly. Zhong Yuan, go and inform everyone to have a rest today and talk about the burning of mountains tomorrow. In addition, we cannot give up those members who need education. Just work harder. When they pour ginger soup, we will ask the militia to press the south slope to repair the canal. The farming is not far away, so this cannot be delayed." Xue Xiang said while leading everyone to the old locust tree. Because the land under the locust tree is the most flat, and there is a stone carpet that has collapsed to serve as a lectern.

After Zhong Yuan took the order, Xue Xiang led everyone to sit under the locust tree, took out a bag of jade, and then spread it out. This time he went to the countryside, and he gave a box of gifts and put a few shirts and military pants, the rest were five cigarettes, small thousand bills, various tickets, a pile of batteries and a calculator. Plus a box of bullets and the m20.

These cadres are all smokers, but they are not full on weekdays, so they have no spare money to buy cigarettes. They mostly use straw paper to roll the leaves and make their own earthy cigarettes to make their mouths. At this moment, when the captain took out the pack of cigarettes that they had been greedy for a long time, they started to dissipate the cigarettes, but none of them spoke politely, and they all took it all in a hurry.

The snow-white and slender smoke body, the exquisite filter, and the thin golden thread wrapped around the junction of the smoke body and the filter all made everyone's eyes wide. After everyone took it, none of them lit it, and they put it into their top pockets with precious and seriousness.

Xue Xiang felt sad when he saw it. He extinguished the half-burned jade, stuffed it back into his pocket, and called out the name of Han Donglin, the number one in Kaoshantun, and asked him to start talking. Unexpectedly, Han Donglin, before he could speak, his words were intercepted by Li Yongjun.

"Captain, don't think that Lao Li is a rough man, but I have to say that evil man from Jinniu Mountain. I know better than Han Xiucai. In 1958, Han Xiucai was studying outside. My old Li had just been demobilized for less than a year. That year, I organized logging in the mountains and I was the team leader. I was present at that time. So, you are still a little tired. Listen to me. Although our old Li is not as good as Han Xiucai, he is just like you can see him with your own eyes." Without saying a word, Li Yongjun turned Han Donglin into a soy sauce party, which made Han Donglin stare at him, but he turned a blind eye.

Before Xue Xiang could speak, Li Yongjun moved his butt, leaned his back to the stone pot that collapsed on one side, and then spoke: "It was July 1958. At that time, the county had just issued a notice of large steelmaking. The black iron pot in his hometown that had been opened with most of the crescent mouth was taken away by the production team. Other iron locks, spatulas, and even keys were taken away..."

Speaking of this, Han Donglin cut off the words of Li Yongjun: "Old Li, let's talk about the key points. No one listens to your presentation. If you don't say it, I'll start talking."

Li Yongjun had a rare opportunity to show off his eloquence in front of everyone, especially in front of the captain from the capital, who was taking the opportunity to show off. He was showing off his energy and preparing to tell the magical and mysterious story in full. He was about to explain the background of the times and the cause of the story, but was interrupted by Han Donglin.

Li Yongjun was extremely dissatisfied and glared at Han Donglin fiercely, and then started to talk, but he didn't continue to explain the deviant things that were off topic. "I remember very clearly the time. July 15th is my Dongdong's birthday. At that time, the brigade arranged four groups to go into the mountains to cut trees, each with ten people. I happened to be the leader of the second group. That night the moon was round and the Jinniu Mountain was illuminated brightly. It had been chopped for a day, and everyone was tired. They searched for the land and lit mugwort and prepared to go to bed. Cai Gaoli came here at this time. He was not the captain at that time, and he was sitting now. Oh no, his former position - the militia company commander."

"As soon as Commander Cai came, he shouted everyone to work hard and strive to get upstream. Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, he worked overtime. He also said that the other teams had already started working and asked us to keep up. The blast furnace of Qidaoling was no longer firewood, so he was waiting. At that time, we were all honest. If anyone dared to be negligent in the organization's tasks, then get up and continue to do it. As soon as I swung less than two axes, I heard a shrill howl suddenly on the group in the northwest direction. The howling sound was sharp and sharp, making my backbone crisp at that time. Tell me, it was so scary that the old man howled such a sound. The bright moon at that time, we saw it, was pale and pale, and now it was still scary when I think about it." Li Yongjun said this, stopped. A gust of wind blew, blowing off a few leaves, and he even tightened his clothes intentionally or unintentionally.

Even though Xue Xiang was brave enough, he felt a little nervous, and the other few people were not much better. The loose circle was squeezed into a ball at this time.

Li Yongjun picked up his arm, coughed, and continued: "As soon as the howling on the group started, the breath disappeared, and then there was a messy roar. I heard the shouts of "Where is Mr. Zhao?", "Old", "Ji". Hearing this, we knew the bad things, and each picked up the guy in his hands and ran towards the group. When we arrived, everyone from Group One and Group Four arrived, and we asked one after another what happened to Group Two. As for Old Man Zhao, no one from Group Two could give an answer. Think about a group of people doing work together, but when a scream, the person disappeared out of thin air. How evil it is."

Speaking of this, Li Yongjun was not sure if he was wearing less clothes. He shivered for a moment and took out the jade that he had been reluctant to draw from his tortured jacket. He took out the flint from his pocket, and prepared to ignite it. Xue Xiang took out a silver lighter from his pocket and lit it for him. Li Yongjun smiled gratefully, took a deep breath, and looked intoxicated, as if he had relaxed a lot.

Everyone saw Li Hongjun was so comfortable that they felt itchy. They gritted their teeth and took out their own cigarettes. They lit it with Xue Xiang's lighter and smoked it beautifully. A burst of mist was spitting out, and the terrifying atmosphere dissipated a lot. Li Yongjun carefully bounced the ashes and continued: "At that time, our four team leaders, including Cai Gaoli, the militia company commander, gathered together to find Mr. Zhao who had disappeared. At that time, everyone had not thought about evil spirits. In addition, our forty-stop young men gathered together at that time.

The scoundrel, who was so brave, decided not to disperse and gather around him. But I knew that before the meeting had dispersed, there was another scream behind him. This time, the word "ah" seemed to be in a lifetime and was only half out. The screams broke out immediately. Forty of us immediately cried and ran out of the mountain. Some even opened their mouths and shouted "There is a ghost." As for the zz climate at that time, they were so scared that they said this word. Isn't it scared me? "

"You should...

What was Shi's shouting in his mouth?" This time it was Xue Xiang's exit that interrupted the story.

Seeing that Han Donglin next to him had turned pale, his forehead was covered with a layer of sweat beads, like fish scales, and when the sun shone, the light shone, the other few people were not much better. They shook their arms and shivered. Knowing that everyone was scared, they deliberately adjusted the atmosphere.

Speaking of this, don’t think that these mountain people are more timid than the people in the city. You should know that such a mysterious thing happened to you, in the mountains and forests that face each other day, and the sense of substitution is probably more than ten times stronger than any horror story. How many people can calm down? This is the contradictory complex of Xue Xiang, coupled with the baptism of various thoughts and strange stories on the Internet, can be so calm.

Li Yongjun smiled silly and said, "Since the captain asked, we Lao Li won't hide it. To be honest, we Lao Li will be the one who calls someone ghosts." After that, he smiled embarrassedly, took a deep breath of cigarettes, burned out the cigarette pillars, and then he reluctantly spit out the cigarette butts. Just as he continued, Xue Xiang took out a bag of unopened cigarettes.

This time, Xue Xiang did not let everyone take it, but each of them had two pieces, just spreading a box of jade. Everyone and Xue Xiang smoked and listened to the story together, and did not feel that the captain who was clamoring for "beating to death, and fighting for it in old age" was as terrifying as before, and suddenly became much closer.

Li Yongjun did not continue to light it this time, but put it in his pocket as before. Just now, a jadeite made him go back to heaven, and he felt in his heart: This is the smell of smoke. Before, there was no smoking, but it was just burning leaves.

Fortunately, the feeling was just a teleportation of the mind, and he did not forget the serious matter: "Forty people went there, eighteen came back. This time, Guo Dawu from the Seventh Team was lost. At that time, no one dared to say that he would go in and take a look, and he was so scared. In the middle of the night that day, several of our team leaders reported this strange thing to the old team leader at that time. He knew that it was so unlucky that Secretary Sun in the district happened to be staying at the old team leader's house. He was here to urge the old people to chop wood. When he heard that we said we disappeared out of thin air.

Personally, I was angry at that time and criticized us for feudal superstition. A loud voice made us stunned. Fortunately, the old captain was righteous and quarreled with the Sun in person, saying that even if he didn't become the captain, he could not let the men in Kuoshantun lose their lives for no reason. The old captain had never used up the old captain, and went to the nearby Hongmiao Village overnight. The next day, another news came again that the Hongmiao Village had lost two people to chop firewood into the mountains. Now, the whole commune was shocked!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!