Days to Return to the Goddess

The night in the mountains is not very peaceful, and the sound of birds, beasts and insects are in my ears, giving people an illusion of danger coveted in the dark, like a light on their back.

The temperature gradually dropped, and the mountain breeze was enough to make your arms tremble.

Jiang Yu and Chen Ke both wore thin clothes. There was nothing romantic that you took off and dressed me. It's not bad to take care of yourself.

"Sister, are you afraid?" When Chen Ke asked this, his gums were trembling.

Jiang Yu looked at the sky above his head, half of the sky was blocked by the luxuriant branches and leaves, and the stars and moonlight leaked from the missing branches and leaves, and said lightly: "Don't be afraid."

Not only are they not afraid, but they are full of enthusiasm and are excited about having touched the edge of the truth.

"Sister, you said, if we die here, will the station hold a memorial service for us? Will it be written on the elegiac couplet, a hero dedicated to the news?"

Jiang Yu looked at him coldly, "Do you really want to be a hero?"

"Of course, what people remember is often heroes and martyrs. I hope my name can be written on paper."

Jiang Yu looked at the sky in silence, with a low tone, "I don't know if you will become a hero, but I know, if you die here, your parents and relatives will be very sad."

Chen Ke smiled blankly, "Stop talking about heroes, let's talk about others."

Jiang Yu looked back lightly, "What are you talking about?"

"Talk... what do you think about this."

"Until the truth is not clear, I will not express any opinions on the unknown. This is the ethics of a journalist."

"Senior Sister, this is boring," Chen Ke said with a smile: "It's just the two of us."

"Even if I was alone, I would not express opinions easily. Journalists can listen and watch, but there is no need to speak out. What you show to the public should be news, facts, not you as a dissemator Views and opinions expressed by the author."

As soon as the voice fell, a rumbling vibration came, and the whole mountain was shaky under the cover of night.

Jiang Yu and Chen Ke met once, and both saw the panic in each other's eyes.

"No way……"

Small rolling stones rolled down from the mountain, deafening sounds echoed between the sky and the earth, dark clouds in the sky covered the moonlight, and between the sky and the earth, there was a miserable sound.

Jiang Yu looked up at the direction of the top of the mountain and said with a deep eyebrow: "Someone is here."

Chen Ke didn't react for a while, "What?"

"There are people on the mountain, listen carefully."

Chen Ke lowered his eyebrows, holding his breath and listening to other sounds besides the vibration.

The voice was hurried and sharp, drowned in deafening noise.

"Yes... Uncle Zhou?!"

Jiang Yu condensed his eyebrows, "Yes, it's the voice of Uncle Zhou."

Chen Ke was shocked, "Why is he on the mountain at this time? Oh, it's dangerous!"

"Don't worry," Jiang Yu grabbed him and said calmly: "We can't protect ourselves now, we can't save him, but...I guess this shock is only temporary, it shouldn't last too long and cause too much harm. ."

As soon as Jiang Yu finished speaking, the sound of the mountain shaking seemed to be a little lower. Jiang Yu suddenly changed his face and threw Chen Ke to the ground.

A huge stone fell from the sky and hit the bottom of the pit where Chen Ke had just stood.

The huge boulder was about half a person tall and had two hands wide around it. The dust raised from the bottom of the pit made them cough, and the boulder sank into the ground.

Chen Ke stared at the boulder with lingering fear, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling.

Jiang Yu also felt timid afterwards, pulling Chen Ke to stand against the edge of the big pit, looking around and hurriedly saying: "You saved your life, we are all cleaned up."

As the boulder fell, the whole mountain became quiet, and the old man's wailing and weeping voice echoed in the forest.

"Mountain God, please calm down and let your people go!"

It's hard to imagine that the old man in his sixties can let out such a bitter anger.

"If you want to blame, take me away, my son, my grandson, they are all innocent! Please don't hurt them!"

The voice was bleak, roaring and choking in the endless night, every word, expressing despair.

Jiang Yu couldn't imagine how the old man went up the mountain when the mountain was shaking, to pray for the mountain god's forgiveness, just for the descendants of the mountain.

Stupid? Ignorance.

But there is nothing in the world that can be generalized.

Jiang Yu looked at the moonlight in the sky covered by dark clouds and was silent.

She was not a person who liked silence, but after rebirth, the first thing she learned was silence.

There was a noisy voice, and Zhou Xin finally came with someone.

"Reporter Jiang, Reporter Chen, are you there? The mountain **** was angry just now, are you all right."

Jiang Yu said loudly: "You go to the mountain, Uncle Zhou is there, you go and save him!"

Someone shouted: "Zhou Xin, your father found it, on the mountain, go quickly!"

"What!" This was Zhou Xin's voice.

Someone lowered the rope and pulled the two of Jiang Yu up. Jiang Yu looked at the crowd holding the torch and said, "Chen Ke is injured, please send him down the mountain, and a few more young and strong people, hurry up to the mountain. ."

The soldiers were divided into two groups. One group took Jiang Yu and Chen Ke down the mountain, and several others went up the mountain with torches.

After arriving at the mountain village, Jiang Yu waited at the door. About three or four hours later, Zhou Xin carried Uncle Zhou back. The gray old family tried their best to climb up the mountain, and the whole body was covered with blood marks drawn by thorns. Now he is unconscious.

Jiang Yu suddenly understood.

The temperature on the mountain is low, and young people cannot withstand the cold on the mountain, let alone these elderly uncles.

After setting up Uncle Zhou, Jiang Yu took a look. Zhou Xin said that fortunately, he found out early, and it was not a big deal. When he was old, he suffered a bit of wind and cold, so he took medicine and rested for two days.

Jiang Yu was determined to look at Zhou Xin, "You know all this, right?"

Facing Jiang Yu's questioning, the honest man was silent.

Jiang Yu continued to ask, "Those landslides were deliberately covered by you. Since you don't want people to discover all of this, why do you want to lead us up the mountain?"

The tall man lowered his head, "Because I believe in you."

"Me?" Jiang Yu was slightly shocked.

"Zhou Cheng said, you are the host of Star TV, and Star TV is the best TV station in the country. Only you can help us. I waited for a long time and finally waited for you."

"Help you, what can I help you?"

"Help us expose this."

"No matter what you want to expose, reporters have come to interview before. You can..."

"I only trust you," Zhou Xin said word by word: "Zhou Cheng said, no one can help us except you."

He looked into the depths of the mountain, "We have lived under this mountain for generations. We have been isolated from the world for a long time, and we have been in peace. But thirty years ago, a mountain quake occurred suddenly. , Destroyed most of the village, and there were only more than 50 people left in the family of more than 100 people. The old people always thought that they did something wrong, which angered the mountain **** and went up the mountain alone to ask for the mountain god's forgiveness. "

"But the fact is that the whole mountain has been hollowed out because of excessive mining!"

"Why do you know about mining?" Jiang Yu asked him.

Zhou Xin raised his head, his dark eyes staring at Jiang Yu, "Zhou Cheng is my brother. He is the first person in our village to walk out of the mountains. He found out the truth, and he told me."

"You can call the police!"

"Reported, but it's useless!"

Jiang Yu thought for a moment and understood what Zhou Xin said was useless.

If we say that Star TV is leading public opinion to exaggerate news for the sake of ratings, then in Guizhou, where the economy is still difficult, the economy is dominated by coal mines. This is a high-profit industry. Once something unfavorable for digging occurs, it will be related to the interests People depressed.

Thirty years ago, during the period of rapid development of mining, an isolated mountain village with no roads deep in the mountains, a place full of ignorance and superstition, no one knows why the shaking occurred, only that the mountain **** was angry, they wanted Calm the anger of the mountain god.

The mountain was hollowed out, and the miners took away the equipment and manpower and went to the next mountain.

In the general environment, mountains are not important, but money is important.

Jiang Yu tells the truth, such a mining-themed program is difficult to get approval from higher authorities.

Today, when the country is encouraging the mining industry, how dare Xingguang hit rocks with pebbles, shake trees with mayfly, and openly contradict national policies?

"Reporter Jiang, you will help us report the situation here, right?"

Jiang Yu remained silent.

After rebirth, every step she took was extremely difficult, starting a show, and regaining her influence.

Let's not say whether this program can be run, just report the content of their interview, and someone on the station will naturally stop themselves and deduct the content of the interview.

But Zhou Xin was still praying, "Reporter Jiang, I have also looked for other reporters, but when they heard, they all left. Reporter Jiang, my brother said, you are the best reporter and you are hosting the best program. , You have the ability to help us! Let everyone know about this, the country will have to do it. I heard my brother say that recently some people surveyed there and brought tools. They wanted to re-mine, reporter Jiang, This big mountain is already empty. If it is mined, it will fall down!"

How simple.

For Zhou Xin, how easy it is to disclose.

But for Jiang Yu, how heavy the pressure is.

"Since you know this, why don't you tell the others in the village? Why do you want to let the innocent old man go up to the mountain to ask for the **** of the mountain and die?"

Zhou Xin said dejectedly: "They don't believe in me. They only believe in mountain gods. They don't want to go or leave here. Before the police came, we couldn't find the cave and couldn't save them."

Jiang Yu was silent.

"Senior Sister, try it." Chen Kechu was at the door, leaning on the door frame, "Didn't you say that we are news media people?"

Chen Ke turned his back to the majestic mountain, and at the end of the stretch was endless darkness.

The next day Jiang Yu and Chen Ke left the mountain village with the interview materials. When they left, the ebony crowd drove them to the entrance of the village, smiling and waving their hands to say goodbye.

The most kind smile hung on the simple face.

On the day when he returned to the city, Jiang Yu and Tao Zhenzhen joined Xu Gan. As Jiang Yu thought, the accident that happened in the village 30 years ago is completely undocumented. No one knows an isolated person. What happened in the mountain village.

Jiang Yu reported the information. As she expected, it was not bad. Director Lin of the News Department failed to pass.

This is a policy strongly supported by the state, so how dare you come from!

Jiang Yu did not give up and continued to report without giving up.

However, the result of the struggle was the partial concession of the station.

The show can be broadcast, but the mining part must be cut off. The show can use superstition and ignorance as the theme to expose the cause of death of the dead.

Jiang Yu thought of the unsophisticated faces in the mountain village. Uncle Zhou roared desperately on the mountain late at night, standing silently in the dark night, the endless mountain that had already been hollowed out.

Is it superstition and ignorance that matter?

It's not.

The important thing is people.