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 the residence of his brother-in-law, Guo Min's family, the director of the county revolutionary committee, and asked his brother-in-law to give him the sub-word no matter what.

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

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, please inform everyone to have a rest today and talk about the burning of mountains tomorrow. In addition, we can't give up those members who need education. Just work harder. When they pour ginger soup, they will ask the militia to press the south slope to repair the canal. The farming is not far away. This is not 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 bowed a box and put a few shirts and military pants, the rest were five cigarettes, three thousand small bills, various tickets, a pile of batteries and a recorder, plus a box of bullets and the m20.

These cadres are all smokers. However, they are not full on weekdays. Where can I buy cigarettes? Most of them use straw paper to roll the leaves and make homemade 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. They all hurriedly answered.

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 widen. 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 in his heart. He extinguished the half-burned jade, stuffed it back into his pocket, and called out the name of Han Donglin, the most talented man 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 if you want to talk about the evil spirits in Jinniu Mountain, I know more clearly 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. I was the team leader and was present at that time. So, you are still a little tired. Listen to me. Although our old Li is not as straightforward 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 at my house that had been opened with most of the crescent mouth was taken over by the production team, and 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 speak, 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 sat with his son now. Oh no, his former seat - the militia company commander."

"As soon as Company 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 in Qidaoling was no longer firewood, so he was waiting. At that time, we were all honest. If anyone dared to neglect the tasks assigned by the organization, 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 third group in the northwest direction. The howling sound was sharp and sharp, making my backbone crisp at that time. Tell me howled so much that it would be a scary thing for the old men to make such sounds. The bright moon at that time, we saw it, and it was pale and pale. Now I think about it." Li Yongjun stopped, and a gust of wind blew, blowing off a few leaves. 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 originally loose circle was squeezed into a cluster at this time.

Li Yongjun picked up his arm, coughed, and continued: "As soon as the howling in the third group started, a few breaths disappeared, and then there was a messy roar. Only then could he hear the shouts "Where is Zhao Laosan going?", "Lao San", "San Jiazi". Hearing this, we knew the bad things, each picked up the guy in his hands, and ran towards the third group. When we arrived, everyone from Group One and Group Four also arrived. We asked one group repeatedly what was wrong with Group Two. What was the matter with Group Two? 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 should be."

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 take out from his torn coat pocket. 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. They felt itchy in their hearts, gritted their teeth, and took out their cigarettes, lit them with Xue Xiang's lighter, and they were so beautiful. 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 for a meeting, intending to find Zhao Laosan who had disappeared. At that time, everyone had not thought about evil spirits. In addition, our thirty or forty guys gathered together at the time.

My son, he was so brave that he decided not to disperse. He gathered together to search around. But he 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 only half came out. The screams broke out immediately. Thirty or forty of us immediately cried and shouted to our parents and ran out of the mountain. Some even opened their mouths and shouted "There is a ghost." You said that the climate at that time was so scared that you said this word. Isn't that scared you? "

"What did you shout in your 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 fine beads of sweat, like fish scales, and when the sun shone, the other people were not much better, they shook their arms, and knew that everyone was scared, so 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 night. 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 splitting a box of jade. Everyone and Xue Xiang were smoking and listening to the story together, and they didn't think the captain who was clamoring for "beating to death, I'll resist it" was as terrifying as before, and suddenly got 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, this feeling was just a teleportation of thoughts, and he did not forget the main thing: "Forty people went there, thirty-eight came back. This time, Guo Damou of 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 me to chop wood. When he heard us, he said it was out of thin air.
Chapter completed!