Jiang Dajun smoked a cigarette and thought carefully.
It reminded him that when he was a child, the three old men had indeed told them some stories.
At that time, they thought it was a story made up by adults to scare their children and prevent them from going into the mountains, and did not take it seriously.
"Sir, there are indeed stories, but they are just stories told by old people to scare children."
"It's not serious, and there's nothing much to say."
Jiang Dajun smiled and then said.
"Speak, why not? I just like to hear this."
When Long Hao heard this, he thought there was indeed a story, and he immediately became interested and asked.
"Okay, I'll just briefly explain."
"If we were to ask who in the village knows Qingyun Mountain best, it would definitely be the three old men in the village."
"These three old men are almost a hundred years old now. When they were young, they were the best mountain runners in the village."
"When we were little, we loved asking them to tell us stories about the mountains."
"The three old masters often say that there are ghosts on Qingyun Mountain."
"These ghosts live in the fog, and in the fog they saw the house where the immortals lived."
"He also threatened us, saying that if we see thick fog in Qingyun Mountain, we must turn around and run away."
"If you get caught in a thick fog, you could get lost at best, or be kidnapped and eaten by ghosts at worst..."
"Sir, these are just some fantastic legends. Don't take them seriously. Just listen to them."
Jiang Dajun briefly told the story.
Anyway, he had never seen the heavy fog that the three old men were talking about.
I don’t know whether it is true or not. Besides, Qingyun Mountain is so big, it is normal for fog to appear in the mountain.
"Yeah, that does sound pretty bizarre."
"I've looked up relevant information about your village over the past twenty or thirty years."
"A total of twenty-three people are missing from your village, including Jiang Che's grandparents."
"Do you know anything about these missing people, Dajun?"
Long Hao nodded and then asked.
With so many strange things happening in Huaxi Village, it was impossible for him not to investigate it in detail.
Long Hao saw it in the police dispatch record of Qingjiang Town Police Station.
In the past thirty years, Huaxi Village has reported a total of 23 missing persons cases.
The records in the archives are that their whereabouts are unknown, and they are suspected to have been attacked by wild beasts, with no witnesses.
The police station's investigation yielded no results, and the matter was left unresolved.
"Yeah, this kind of thing did happen quite often in the early years."
"Most of the missing people are hunters or people who collect Chinese herbal medicine."
"No one saw them when they disappeared, so I don't know much."
"Xiao Che's grandparents also went up the mountain to collect herbs and disappeared."
Jiang Dajun shook his head and said.
This kind of thing is generally not discussed in the village.
"Is that so? By the way, Dajun, why have your three great grandfathers been safe and sound all this time?"
"Do they have any special skills compared to other hunters?"
Long Hao thought about it and then asked.
The three old men are so old and have been in and out of Qingyun Mountain so many times.
There was nothing wrong at all. This is really worth pondering.
"I heard from my father that the three old men were very good at surviving in the wild when they were young."
"Also, they all have their own unique skills, but I haven't seen them very often."
"The most amazing thing is that the three old men always bring two cats with them every time they go hunting in the mountains."
"But later, the two cats disappeared along with Xiao Che's grandfather."
Jiang Dajun thought about it and told everything he knew.
The three old masters are of too high a generation, and no one dares to ask them many things if they don’t say them.
"It's really strange to take two cats hunting."
"What breeds are those two cats, Dajun? Can you describe them?"
When hunters go hunting in the mountains, they always bring dogs. This is the first time I've heard of anyone bringing a cat.
"They are just ordinary country cats, one black and one white."
"Oh right, just like the two pet cats that Xiao Che has."
"But the black and white cat that Xiao Che raised is definitely not the old man's. It's been so many years now. If it was the old man's cat, it would have become a spirit."
After Jiang Dajun finished speaking, he explained again, worried that Long Hao would misunderstand.
Everyone in the village saw the black and white cats that suddenly appeared in Xiao Che's house.
But no one thought about it that way, because the old man had raised cats more than 30 years ago.
It's impossible for those two cats to be so lively after such a long time.
"Yeah, thank you, Dajun. This information is very helpful to me."
"And Dajun, remember, if anyone else asks you about these things in the future, don't tell them."
After listening to this, Long Hao nodded and memorized some important information.
He had met the three old men of Huaxi in Huaxi.
He seems to be in good health and doesn't need a cane to walk at such an old age.
His hair and beard were all white, but his complexion was very rosy, which was very strange.
He really has the feeling of being an immortal with white hair and a youthful face.
It seems that I have to find some time to visit the three old men in person.
"Yes, sir, I understand."
Jiang Dajun nodded and quickly agreed.
"Okay, let's stop here. I'll be leaving now."
After patting Jiang Dajun on the shoulder, Long Hao ran away immediately.
The convoy entered Huaxi Village and drove in along a mountain road.
The Huaxi Mountains are rolling and have many valleys.
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