Ginger Pine Rock
6. Visiting the Shenhe Temple After I came out of Jiapigou Village, I walked along the mountain road sign to the Shenhe Temple. About 300 meters away, I saw a green brick courtyard wall, red columns, doors and windows, and a temple with a large roof from the gap in the pine forest, which may be the Shenhe Temple. My mind flashed the evil face of the hypothetical River Man, the Great Secret Agent and the fierce god evil Song Baosen. The scalp felt fried, and there was some hesitation in my heart whether to go in. I was a little afraid to go in, and some were afraid of regretting it afterwards, so I walked into this temple with my heart up. Only to see a "Shenhe Temple" plaque written above the mountain gate, after entering the temple courtyard, I saw that there were several temples in the courtyard, the main hall was the Guanyin Hall (called the Jizo King Bodhisattva Hall in the novel), the left and right sides were the Reward for Good and Punishment Division, the backyard was the Jade Emperor Hall, the Yuanjun Hall and the Fortune God Temple, and the doorposts on both sides of the door were carved with Taoist content. The decorations inside the temple are like little ghost judges, black and white impermanence, grinning teeth, eerie horror I dare not look closely, I first saw two men standing in front of the guanyin hall, one is a Taoist priest of about four or seven or eight years old, and the other is an ordinary person of about 50 years old. Ordinary people opened their mouths and asked me: "Where did this gentleman come from, is it good to burn the pillar incense, and ask for good luck." "Say goodbye and take the incense by hand, and let me go to the incense burner and burn the incense." I explained busily: "I don't believe in God at first, I don't believe in religion, I only believe in communism." As soon as the Taoist priest heard my words, he said, "I understand that this gentleman is a party member and a state cadre." I asked alertly, "How do you know my identity?" He replied, "Judging by your mannerisms and appearance, you are not a mortal." "I began to remain silent, I am afraid that too much will be wrong. He said to himself, "All those who come to my temple must burn incense and prostrate themselves for good fortune, and some cadres also come to burn incense to ask God to calculate the fortunes, but orthodox cadres like you are really rare." The man standing next to me encouraged me to burn incense again, and I said I would not burn it, and his face showed displeasure. He asked me what profession I was a cadre, and I told him that I was a political and legal cadre who specialized in cracking down on cults. When the Daoist priest heard me say this, he rushed to the scriptures and said, "Zenza, Zenza, no wonder Mr. Mister does not believe in religion or God, he was originally opposed to religious belief, and it is not strange to see it." I immediately corrected: "Our country's constitution and relevant laws clearly stipulate that citizens have the freedom to believe in religion. Orthodoxy should be supported and protected, but cult activities must be severely cracked down upon. For example, Master Dinghe (named Han Ronghua) in this temple was a good philanthropist, and our underground party once protected him, but unfortunately he was later killed by the Japanese agent Song Baosen who absconded here. But Song Baosen did not escape from the palm of the people's hands in the end, and was severely punished by the government. The Taoist priests repeatedly said yes, and hoped that the government would support legal religions more and resolutely crack down on cults. I said I would try to do it, and he put his beard on his head and smiled. I was happy to see him, and took the opportunity to ask him the specific location of the original Shenhe Temple, is there any now? He told me that the original Shenhe Temple was located in Erdaohezi, about a hundred miles away from here, because the Hailin Municipal Government had built the Lotus Lake Hydropower Station and had been flooded. In this way, the local government moved the Shenhe Temple to this place, the scale is not as large as the original, and the imitation is not as good as the original, but the local government can do this very well. I offered to take a picture with him, and he said that people don't take pictures with others. I said I would take a picture of you alone, and he wouldn't take it. I said goodbye to them and walked outside the door, he walked to the backyard, I took advantage of his lack of attention, took out a camera to photograph his back and the temple together, history proves that I have been to the famous "Shenhe Temple." "Walking out of the Shenhe Temple, I exhaled a long sigh of relief, and I was lucky that nothing unexpected happened. Otherwise, can I still walk out today? I really ate leopard bile.
Seventh, meet Yang Zirong sacrificial place I continue to walk along the winding mountain road to the northwest, the road sign indicates that if you go further, it is the martyr Yang Zirong martyr sacrifice place. My heart was shocked and I quickened my pace, I finally wanted to see Yang Zirong's martyrdom. At this time, the path became narrower, and the road surface was paved with oil residue mixed with gravel, which was relatively easy to walk. On both sides of the path are towering pine trees, with a diameter of more than 30 to 40 centimeters. There are almost no large pine trees that can be closed with their arms, and they may have been harvested by forestry workers in previous years. Walking here is really a bit like the "infernal road" feeling of Yang Zirong riding a green-maned horse to fight a tiger up the mountain and saying a few bandit black words. As I walked down the hill and up the hill again, I noticed a small woodcut birch shed in front of the right side of the fork. On the right side of the shed door hangs a beautiful bust of Yang Zirong, and in front of the door stands a bust of Yang Zirong. I walked into the shed and looked at it, and there was only one bunk inside, which seemed to be the place where the bandits slept. On the wall hang two portraits and descriptions made of spray paintings of Yang Zirong chasing zheng san cannon and Ding Huanzhang (i.e., Ding Scar's eyes). It proves that Yang Zirong encountered Zheng Sancang and other bandits here and was shot in the heart by the small bandit Meng Tongchun (that is, Meng Laosan) with a 99 rifle. Except for Meng Laosan and his men who escaped, the rest of the bandits were all annihilated by the squad. During the Cultural Revolution, Meng Laosan was dug up by the local people and identified as Yang Zirong's murderer, and the masses insisted that the county public security bureau arrest him and sentence him to death. It was a letter from Yang Zirong's unit before his death explaining the situation that there was no death penalty for treason. Later, the man was put into custody for many years before he died. I stood in front of the statue of Yang Zirong to mourn, touched the door frame with my hand and murmured, "Comrade Zirong, I rushed here to see you again, when you were shot by bandits and took your life because the pistol bolt was frozen and could not be sounded." If you had the Type 54 pistol used by our contemporary soldiers at the time, you wouldn't have left your comrades and left this world prematurely. Viii. After visiting the place where Yang Zirong was killed, I turned back and walked in the direction of the Weihu Hall pointed out by the road sign. As I walked, I thought, what is the Weihu Hall like, today I have to go into the tiger's den to see it clearly, and finally achieve the purpose of this trip! As I walked some way forward and turned a mountain mouth, I noticed a man-made reef in front of me on the left. It is three or four meters high and more than 10 meters long like a rockery. I didn't pay much attention and jerked forward into a ditch. The two large birch wood-carved houses here have also collapsed, and I thought this was the Weihu Hall, and I wanted to go up and see what was going on. I looked through the gap in the wood and saw that there was nothing, not like the Weihu Hall. I think Weihu Hall is not so simple, I have some regrets if I bring a narrator up, not recklessly run away from the blind road, listen to the explanation and taste. I noticed that there was another house on the opposite hillside, so I quickly climbed up the hill. When I came to the front of the house, the landlord stood on a large reef with three large red characters engraved on it, and next to it stood a Siberian tiger sculpted with cement mixed with glue. I walked into the house to see that there was a black plaque hanging on the opposite wall, on which were written in traditional chinese characters three big characters of "Weihu Hall". Underneath the plaque is a trench like a tunnel, with a red-painted iron door locked. I went out and looked around at the terrain and saw a large man-made reddish-brown reef on the south side of the house with some weeds and small weeds on it. I guess this is probably the Weihu Hall below, wait until there is anyone coming. I turned back to the main entrance of the house, and on the left side of the door there was a wooden sign that described weihu hall that was restored according to the scene described by Comrade Qu Bo. Inside the hall, there are statues of Yang Zirong and The Mountain Carving, the Eight Great Kongs, and the Small Furnace Craftsman Luan Pingren. At that time, Yang Zirong used the Hundred Chicken Feast to catch a mountain eagle alive here. And emphasize that this is a typical authentic "beard nest", when you go in to watch, you will be creepy and soulless. Seeing this, I suddenly felt my hair stand up, my back was sweating coldly, and my body was shivering. After a while, I suddenly heard someone talking in front of the mountain. I thought, maybe there was someone coming up from the mountain. I waited patiently. In less than 3 minutes, two young men, one dressed in police uniform, were running from the east hillside, about 25 years old. The other, dressed in camouflage, is in his 30s. They ran up to me breathlessly and asked me, "You came up by yourself, where are you from?" Are you so bold that you are not afraid to go up the mountain yourself? "I first joked with them in bandit black language, and then told them that I was from Harbin, a native of Heihe City, and had come to pay homage to Yang Zirong Martyrs Cemetery and Weihu Mountain City, if I didn't have the courage to break into Weihu Mountain!" When they saw that I was a distinguished guest from afar, and they were so knowledgeable about "Lin Hai Snow Field", they talked to me cordially. I learned that they were the economic security staff and forestry stewards of the studio city, and that an hour earlier, I had gone up the mountain alone, unaccompanied, and the narrator had not come. When the owner of the studio heard about it, he was afraid that something would happen to me, so he criticized them both, so he picked them both up to accompany me, followed by a female narrator. After a while, the female narrator also came here, and the two young men told her about my intentions. She smiled and said: "Given that you come from such a big and distant place to see the Yang Zirong Martyrs Cemetery and Weihu Mountain City alone, the spirit is too good." As long as you are willing to see, I will let you see enough, as long as you are not afraid. "I thought to myself, you are not afraid of a lesbian, I am afraid of something. She entered the trench and opened the large iron door of Weihu Hall, turned on the electric light and summoned me inside, and two young men also entered Weihu Hall with me. Entering the Weihu Hall to take a closer look, the Weihu Hall is indeed restored according to the novel and stage style design.
Under the illumination of electric lights, several bowls of wild boar oil lamps hung on the roof of the Weihu Hall, and several bowls of wild boar oil lamps were hung on the walls like ghosts of ghost fire, and there was a stone-built pot stove in the center of the ground, which was used to eat a hundred chickens on the sixtieth birthday of the mountain. These lamps are illuminated with electricity and are very realistic. High on the east side of the hall is the seat of a mountain sculpture, and above the seat chair there is a fierce old eagle, and the two eyes are staring at everyone in the hall, as if they suddenly flew down and grabbed you with their crooked claws. Then use your crooked, pointed mouth to remove the flesh from your eyes or cheeks. The characters are basically the same as those introduced in the novel. The mountain eagle sitting on the Taishi chair was about to escape, when Yang Zirong held the bald brain shell of the light with a pistol, as if Yang Zirong was shouting loudly: "Mountain eagle, you can't run." "In a circle of the hall stood the Eight Great Kongs and Luan Ping, and I could almost all recognize them.
When I saw these reactionary figures were sculpted with cement mixed with special glues, they were both realistic and exaggerated; Both vicious and hateful; It's funny and absurd. I really don't know how the artist imagined the design at that time. The commander of the bandit company, one of the Eight King Kongs, was a large wine bag, wearing a pseudo-police hat on his head, carrying a wine jar in each hand, staring at the toad's eyeballs, drumming his cheeks, shy belly, and a greedy face. I kicked him in the ass and scolded, "You big drunkard, greedy guy, be careful of guns." I walked over to the chief of staff of the cannabis and angrily scolded, "You, the Demon King of the Chaos World, have burned and looted all your life, attacked the small train at the bridge of the Erdaohe River, and forced our little Gao Bo to sacrifice heroically, and today I have come to avenge them." Reaching out and slapping him twice, the narrator and the two youths couldn't stop smiling when they saw my demeanor. Seeing the little furnace maker Luan Ping standing at the root of the wall, I scolded: "You turtle egg who is willing to wear a green hat, Yang Zirong has already shot you, how did you come back to life, today on behalf of the people, I will correct you again and die." With that, I compared my right hand to a pistol and swiped it at his head. The lieutenant commander, one of the Eight King Kongs, held a gun and pressed it against the wall, squinting at Yang Zirong, and was a little stunned after seeing Yang Zirong's demeanor. At the west door of the hall, there is the collapsed nose bridge of one of the eight King Kongs, running in from the outside step by step, and the nose is an urn "Broken!" The communists are coming! "And shoot at the door. The seven Kongs ran together toward the door, only to be swept down by the squad with submachine guns. After a fierce battle, a battle ended in less than 20 minutes. Then there are the episodes where the squad will meet at the Hundred Chicken Feast and celebrate the victory. The plot depicted in the novel is, although very thrilling and gripping. But in fact, there was no gloomy Weihu Hall on Weihu Mountain, nor did it have nine groups of twenty-seven bunkers. There is only one on the east slope, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with springs underneath, and a semi-underground horse rack nest made of log poles. It can accommodate twenty or thirty people, and 25 bandits such as the mountain carving are hiding here. Yang Zirong and other "Five Tiger Generals" scouts disguised themselves as deserters of Wu Sanhu and endured hunger and cold for half a month before entering Weihu Mountain, claiming that they would take refuge in Jilin and pass through this place, and let the mountain eagle lead the way. He cleverly gained the trust of a mountain eagle and escorted it down the mountain to be captured. For this reason, Yang Zirong was honored by the Mudanjiang Military Region for his three major merits and awarded him the title of "Reconnaissance Hero". Half a month later, Yang Zirong was killed in the final battle against bandits, and the reconnaissance platoon he led was named "Yang Zirong Platoon" by the Mudanjiang Military Region. In July 1947, the "Yang Zirong Platoon" was merged with the second regiment to the First Division of the First Column of the Northeast Field Army (later known as the 112th Division of the 38th Army), and successively participated in the Autumn and Winter Offensives, the Battles of Siping, Liaoshen, and Pingjin, and swept through Jiangnan; Then he triumphantly crossed the Yalu River in the northeast, spilled blood on both sides of the Han River, and played the reputation of the world-famous "Long Live Army"; In the early and mid-1980s, the 38th Army was ordered to dispatch some of its teams to participate in the self-defense counterattack in southern Xinjiang and make new contributions. The "Yang Zirong Platoon" was renamed the "Heroic Reconnaissance Company" by the Central Military Commission. They sprinkled wine on the banks of the Babu River to pay tribute to Yang Zirong, the old platoon leader who was buried in the snowy fields of the northern forest and sea, and the heroic banner became more and more glorious and bright. They sent the photographs and objects reflected in the Yunnan front-line reconnaissance combat company's successive victories and the title of "Heroic Reconnaissance Company" to the Yang Zirong Martyrs Memorial Hall in Hailin City for exhibition, and told the people who came to visit that there are people who will succeed Yang Zirong in the cause of the reconnaissance hero Yang Zirong.
Qu Bo, the author of "Lin Hai Xueyuan", was awarded the rank of colonel by the recalled troops of the General Political Department of the People's Liberation Army, went to Hainan Island to experience military life, returned to Hailin County once in June 1963, searched for Gao Bo's cemetery without success, returned to Beijing after sweeping the tomb of Yang Zirong, and returned to work in the General Bureau of Industry of the Ministry of Railways in 1965.
Qu Bo