According to Zheng, the location of Hat Village is far away from Chengdu, but it is also in Sichuan, in Shaanxi and Sichuan.

"Around in our village, within tens of kilometers is all primitive mountains, pushing forward for more than ten years, where the days are similar to the wild people, drinking blood ah..." Zheng old man smiled bitterly: "Now think about it, that day is really bitter, but do not worry about eating, the problem is that there is no water for a while every year..."

Old man Zheng said, out of the pocket out of the smoke, very active sent us a round, and finally gave yourself a point.

“Do you want to know where these two guys came from?”The old man asked.

We brushed our heads, waiting for him to tell us the history of the little man!

“What if you are a bad person?”Old Zheng glanced at us and smiled, “Just like you think I’m a bad person, what if I said... what if you get these little people extinct?”

“What are we going to do with them?”Seven treasures laugh: "We are just curious!Just curious!”

The old man did not squeak, as if he were thinking.

“Where did they come from?”Seven treasures to ask.

"I don't think you're a good person."Old Zheng said very directly: "Take a gun hostage... this is not a decent style!"

Seven treasures were said by him, the expression was a little embarrassed, very confused with his head down to smoke, and did not dare to speak again.

"There are too many people who see the money, and although it is not money, it means the same."The old man sighed, “You are afraid of me, and I am afraid of you...”

“What do you want to do?”Grandfather asked.

"Take a swear word."Old man Zheng smiled: "When I was a child, I heard the old people in the village say that those Mr. Yin and Yang are most afraid of retribution, since you are Mr., it is not difficult to take an oath?" 」

Is Mr. Yin afraid of retribution?That's not wrong!

Just because we gentlemen know the existence of retribution, so we will be afraid of retribution, which, like ordinary people, open their mouths and open their mouths to swear poison?

“It’s hairy.”The old man raised his hand very simply, and said, as if he had sworn an oath, "I swear, if I had been thinking about these little people, I would absolutely not die."

“And you?”The old man looked over his face and glanced at us.

Under the gaze of his eyes, we could not do anything but make a poison oath according to the old man's text.

“Oh!Old man!We all swear by the poison!You should say it, right?”Seven treasures asked impatiently.

Mr. Zheng smiled and nodded and said, “The origin of these little people ... may sound a little impractical, but the reality is this.”

With that, he sighed deeply, and his expression became complicated.

“The Hat Village is not big, but there are many legends passed down from generation to generation, especially about the story of the mountain monster, which is countless...” Zheng Laotong said with a cigarette: “In these local earth stories, nearly half of them are about the legend of the country of the little man.”

Small country?

Is there such a thing?

"The old man in the village often said that a long time ago, there was a water pool near the Hat Village..." Zheng Lao said, a face of memory: "The water in the pool is very clear, and the drinking entrance, there is still a sweet taste, but the deeper you look at it, the darker the color of the water, the blacker the color of the water, you can't see the bottom..."

“Will you still lack water in this pool?”Seven treasures curiously inserted a word.

“Lade.”Old Zheng smiled, "Because this is just a legend, hit me at the beginning, the villagers have never found the waterhole."

“What do you mean by little man... what does this waterhole have to do with this waterhole?”The dragon asked.

“The mouthful of water wells runs dry every year for a while, starting in February and continuing until June.”Old Zheng pressed his voice and whispered to us: "Whenever it dries up, the bottom of the waterhole will be exposed, and people say that the inner wall of the waterhole is stone bricks, looking at it like a well built by artificially built, in the position below, there is a stone door..."

Speaking of this, Zheng Lao's eyes lit up and excitedly said, "Behind that stone door, it is the little country in the legend!"

“Isn’t that right?”Chen Qiuyan couldn’t help but ask, “If there really is a door, and it is kind of stone, it is likely to leak... and they must not flood their little country?”

"There are some things that science can explain."The old man smiled, “Maybe it’s better sealed?”

"The seal is good, I don't know this, but I dare say that this door is real..."

Hearing the old man say this, everyone was speechless, and he looked at him curiously and excitedly.

“A heavy rain Eleven years ago collapsed the back hill of our village.”Old man Zheng said here, the voice slowly low down, the expression on the face is very complex, there is a kind of unbearable backturning meaning: "After the collapse, a spring came out on the mountain ... no, it should be a well-in-eyed."

According to the old man, the well was not large, that is, about a square meter, which was originally covered by a large slate, which happened to let the villagers open, which showed the real body.

The inner wall of the well is made of stone bricks, and the edges are very smooth, as if they have been manually polished, and they are looking at some reflections.

"The water inside is very clean, you can drink directly..." Zheng Laotong smoked his cigarette, and his expression became more and more heavy: "At that time, the old man in the village thought about it, the area of this well is not large, but the characteristics are very similar to the waterhole in the legend..."

“Did you go down and watch?”I asked curiously.

“No.”Old man Zheng sighed: "The water is too deep, and it is cold and bone-chilling, and the space in the well is too small, and it will not come at the nine-tenth."

He said, suddenly laughing, shaking his head.

“At that time, we were still happy...I thought this was God’s chance to give us Hat Village... The two old wells in our village had already bottomed out... If we could no longer find the right water source... the consequences were unimaginable...”

“Be sure that the water in the well is not poisonous, and our village has escaped until February of the following year...” Zheng Lao’s head gritted his teeth: “The well is dry.”

Don't say don't say!The little man with a thicker voice, he yelled directly in the wooden box, and his voice was full of panic: "Don't talk about my house anymore!"

At this time, another little man also made a noise, but did not shout, but he was crying.

“The well is dry, so you go down, right?”Grandfather asked.

"Yes, I was the most courageous person in the village at that time, and the well was on me."The old man gritted his teeth and said, "There is a spring eye at the bottom of the well, which should be connected to the underground river, with a fist so big, close to listen to it, and you can hear the sound of water underground."

As the old man said, he clenched his fist, his body was slightly trembling, I don't know whether it was afraid or because of what, it was unfavorable to say it.

“In ... on the inner wall of the well ... there is indeed a stone door... about half a meter high...” Mr. Zheng said, “There are a lot of totems carved out of the door... all of them are the kind of strange beast that can’t see the past...”

Hearing Zheng Lao say that when he found this stone door, he was also a little excited, almost subconsciously knocking on the door with his hand.

Without a knock, there will be an echo in the door, and that voice is very dull, and it makes people feel bored.

Knocking for a minute or two, seeing that there was nothing else, he was brave enough to open the stone door.

“I didn’t have time to kick...they opened the door for me...”

“Them?”The old man nodded, “The residents of the country of the little man, right?”

“At that time, I was scared...the door was pulled...it was like an organ... you could pump up on your own...” Zheng Lao laughed bitterly: “There were seven little people who opened the door, and everyone held a torch with a chopstick, and I still remember that the fire that came out of those torches was blue, and it was particularly eye-catching.”

As soon as the voice fell, the old man suddenly reded his eyes, as if he were crying, and raised his hand and rubbed it.

“But I didn’t think at the time...”

“It is because of this knocking on the door... that this little man has brought disaster to this little man...”