What, in the south, there is a small village, called Yunyin Village.
This place, all year round, is like spring, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, but now this story we want to talk about has a little unusual cold.
Let's say that there is an old man in Yunyin Village, surnamed Li, and everyone calls him Uncle Li.
This old man has worked hard all his life, shaving food in the field, and seeing that he is about to enjoy happiness, he is thinking about a big thing in his heart - to build a new house for himself, so that he can have a stable nest for the rest of his life.
Uncle Li, who did what he said, immediately invited skilled craftsmen in the village to buy good wood, bricks and tiles, everything is available.
That scene was as lively as a family marrying a daughter-in-law.
The villagers are also happy to help, after all, Uncle Li usually helps them.
Just like this, day by day, a month later, the outline of the new house appeared in the east of the village, with red bricks and green tiles, and it was festive to look at.
The night before the new house was completed, Uncle Li was so beautiful in his heart, wandering around the new house alone, thinking about moving the next day.
It was late at night, and the moonlight shone on the roof, quietly.
Suddenly, a cry broke the silence of the night and went straight to Uncle Li's ears.
The cry, miserable, far and near, sounded like someone complaining at night.
Uncle Li's heart tightened, thinking about where the crying came from in this wilderness?
He plucked up the courage, pushed the door open, and followed the cry to find.
It's weird, the voice is in my ears, but I can't find anyone.
Uncle Li began to mumble in his heart, thinking that he couldn't have encountered something unclean, right?
The next day, Uncle Li told the old people in the village about it, and everyone talked about it.
Some say that the lonely soul and wild ghost have found the wrong door, and some say that the feng shui is not good and provokes evil spirit.
In the end, the old scholar in the village came up with the idea that it would be better to ask a Taoist priest to take a look, and maybe he could solve the mystery.
The Taoist priest's surname is Zhang, and he is a master who travels around.
When he heard about this, he immediately came to Yunyin Village.
Daoist Zhang walked around the new house a few times, frowned, and then said to Uncle Li: "Old man, there may be some secrets hidden under your house.
To solve this problem, you have to dig five feet down.
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When Uncle Li heard this, he was apprehensive in his heart, but the matter has come to this point, and he can only dig hard.
The villagers gathered again, digging and moving, and in a short time a big hole was dug in the ground.
As the soil was dug up little by little, a strange aura slowly dispersed, and everyone held their breath for fear of alarming something.
Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the bottom of the pit, and everyone saw that it was an old wooden box with intricate patterns engraved on it.
Although the years have left traces, the simplicity and solemnity of the box make people involuntarily awe.
Uncle Li lightly lifted the lid of the wooden box, and he was so excited in his heart, but he didn't see any gold and silver treasures in the box, just a yellowed cloth and a letter.
There was a map on the cloth and an old story in it.
It turned out that this place was a place where generals fought in ancient times, and the generals risked their lives to defend their homes in order to protect the people.
Before he died, he buried his sword and a letter in the ground, hoping that future generations would remember his sacrifice and continue to guard the land.
The cry of that night was that the general's soul was not gone, because the new house was built, disturbing his old man's resting place, so he wailed.
The letter also said that although the general's sword was no longer sharp, it still had the power to protect peace, and it had to be passed on from generation to generation by people with good hearts.
Time flies, Yunyin Village is still so quiet and beautiful, and Uncle Li's new house has also gone through ups and downs, witnessing the growth and changes of generation after generation.
Every night, when the moonlight shines on the roof, people will think of the story about the old man building a new house, the cry at night, and the Taoist priest revealing the secrets.
This is not only a bizarre legend, but also a respect for the past and hope for the future, reminding everyone that in this land, there is always something that is worth guarding and passing on.
Besides, Uncle Li's new house has not only become a landmark in the village, but also an indelible memory in the hearts of the villagers.
Whenever they were free, the old people would sit around and tell the story of the general, the cry and the guard, and the children would listen to it without blinking, as if they could travel through time and space and see that history with their own eyes.
Time flies, a few years have passed in a flash, and Uncle Li has changed from a prime of life to an old man, but his spirit is still so full.
He often took the children of the village to the small temple and pointed to the stone tablet engraved with the traces of time, telling about the heroism and sacrifice of the general.
The children were enthusiastic when they heard this, and they all said that when they grow up, they should become people like generals, protect their homes and guard justice.
But ah, the quiet days didn't last long.
One year, Yunyin Village was hit by a major flood that had never been seen before, a flash flood broke out, the river overflowed, and the entire village was flooded.
In our village, it was really noisy, and when everyone saw the flood, they were scared like something, so they ran away and found a place to hide.
But at this moment, our Uncle Li, who was a tough guy, slapped his thigh, picked up a shovel and rushed to the entrance of the village, which was the gate for the flood to enter the village.
Uncle Li roared: "Don't panic, we have to try to lure the water away, our village can't just be gone!"
Although his voice was hoarse, his momentum was more stable than that mountain.
As soon as he took the lead, the young and strong young men in the village were not ambiguous, and they followed the guy.
The rain was pouring like a scoop, and the flood was like a mad beast, but our Uncle Li and the villagers didn't stop it.
They dug ditches to divert water, piled earth and dammed them, and built a wall with their flesh to keep the flood back.
Just when everyone was so tired that they couldn't hold it anymore, hey, it was strange, and suddenly a golden light flashed in the sky and fell straight into the flood.
Strange to say, the flood slowly receded as if it was being dragged by some mysterious force.
The villagers were dumbfounded, but more grateful and in awe.
They knew in their hearts that this must be our general's heroic spirit who had appeared and pulled us at a critical moment.
As soon as the flood receded, although our Yunyin Village suffered a big crime, the roots were still there.
The villagers were so grateful that they were in tears, and they all ran to the small temple to worship the general's heroic spirit and thank him for his protection.
Uncle Li, that became a hero, his story was spread faster than anything else in the village.
Time flies, decades have passed, and Uncle Li has also completed his life.
The night he left, in our Yunyin Village, it was really a mourning.
The villagers spontaneously saw him off and prayed for him, hoping that he would also be well there.
At Uncle Li's funeral, a young Taoist priest suddenly appeared, holding a whisk in his hand, walked to Uncle Li's coffin with a serious face, and said slowly: "Uncle Li has done good deeds all his life to accumulate virtue and protect his homeland, and his good deeds have touched heaven and earth."
Although he is gone now, his spirit will always be with our land.
After speaking, the Taoist priest took out a jade pendant from his arms and gently placed it on Uncle Li's chest.
The jade pendant is crystal clear, exuding a faint light, and it looks different.
The villagers were so curious.
As soon as the Taoist priest's voice fell, the warm current was like a spring breeze, blowing throughout the village.
Everyone seems to be supported by some mysterious force, and in the face of the hurdles in the future, they are all much tougher.
Although Uncle Li is gone, his story is engraved on the hearts of the people of Yunyin Village like a brand.
In the dead of night, when the moonlight shines on the newly built roof, the villagers will remember the old hero and the land he guarded.
They understand that there are things in this land that need to be protected—the souls of heroes, the peace of their homeland, and the faith and hope that will never be extinguished.
Since Uncle Li left, Yunyin Village seems to be covered by an invisible halo, and the days in the village are becoming more and more prosperous, and the neighbors help each other to build a more beautiful home together.
The story of Uncle Li and the general Yingling has become a favorite legend for children before going to bed.
When night falls, under the lights of every house, you can always hear the child's immature but determined voices, telling those stories of courage, protection and inheritance.
Time flies, decades in the blink of an eye.
Yunyin Village is no longer the isolated village, as the wheels of the times roll forward, it has become a good place for tourism to catch up with the outside world.
Tourists come here from thousands of miles away, not only to see the scenery, but also to explore those old stories and feel the cultural flavor.
But in this bustle and change, some things are still the same.
Like the small temple, it still stands quietly at the east end of the village, guarding the land and its people.
Every year on a specific day, the people of the village will gather here to hold a lively festival to express their respect and gratitude to the general's heroic spirit.
This year, Yunyin Village has a special guest - a historian from afar.
He heard the story of Yunyin Village and was particularly interested in that forgotten history.
The villagers took him to the small temple, and he carefully looked at the stone tablet engraved with the traces of time, as well as the jade pendant that the Taoist priest gave to Uncle Li.
"This jade pendant is really a treasure.
The scholar touched the jade pendant, his eyes shining, "It is not only a treasure, but also a link between the past and the present."
It has witnessed the changes in Yunyin Village, and also carries the protective heart of the general and Uncle Li.
The scholar decided to stay in Yunyin Village for a few more days and study this period of history.
He visited the old people in the village, listened to their stories, and turned over a lot of ancient books, and finally wrote a book about Yunyin Village and the general's heroic spirit.
As soon as this book came out, it became popular, making the name of Yunyin Village spread all over the country, and let more people know about that dusty history.
Oh, as soon as this book spread, our Yunyin Village was lively, and tourists flocked to it, not only for the beautiful scenery, but also to feel the heavy historical atmosphere.
The young students in the village were also inspired, and they used their brains to combine the culture of our ancestors with modern gadgets with their own creativity and talents, and made a bunch of tourism gadgets and cultural derivatives with our local characteristics.
Our Yunyin Village is so full of new vitality.
This place not only retains our traditional folk customs and historical culture, but also mixes modern elements and ideas, and has become a good place for sightseeing, leisure and vacation.
The spirit of guarding and inheriting, just like the heroic souls of Uncle Li and the general, is forever engraved on this land.
Time flies, spring is coming again, and our Yunyin Village has ushered in its big event - a grand cultural festival.
The festival not only brings together artists and craftsmen from all over the world, but also attracts tourists and scholars from far and wide.
They are here to exchange ideas, share culture, experience life, and witness the prosperity and prosperity of our Yunyin Village.
At the climax of the cultural festival, the villagers spontaneously organized a solemn sacrificial ceremony.
Dressed in our traditional clothes, with incense and offerings in their hands, they walked slowly around the small temple.
In that solemn atmosphere, they expressed their most sincere respect and gratitude to the general's heroic spirit.
At that moment, it was as if there was really a mysterious force floating in the air, which connected the past and the present, and also connected the hearts of every person in Yunyin Village.
After the sacrificial ceremony, the people dispersed, but the spirit of protection and inheritance remained in everyone's hearts forever.
They know that no matter how the times change, their love and protection for their homeland will never change.
And the story of our Yunyin Village will become more and more shining with the passage of time, and it will become an immortal story praised by future generations.