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953. Changting Town

Mouzi sent Nalanhong and Nalan Rongbai to the highway back to Changbai Mountain and said goodbye in a hurry, using the excuse that he and Lili were going to Heilongjiang to participate in the Ice and Snow Tourism Festival. This deceived others but not Nalanhong.

"Wu Shuang has gone to Heilongjiang again. Uncle Rong, where do you think he will go? Go back to the Tong Jia clan? Or go to the clan of the Ulanara clan?" Nalan Hong discussed with the old slave Nalan Rong Bai.

"This kid is too cunning and his whereabouts are elusive, but he certainly won't waste time in vain. But let's not worry about him for now. Let's go home and take good care of your leg! It won't take long to become Wushuang.

, your girl from the Ulanara clan, or the Fucha clan, they will all gather at the Holy Mountain, and then you, the mountain guard, will have to fulfill your duties as a landlord."

Meihui and I drove all the way towards Harbin, bypassing the south bank of Langlang River, a tributary on the left bank of Harbin, and then entered the boundary of Mudanjiang. There is a small county called Hailin about 20 kilometers west of Mudanjiang City, where the earliest Ninggu Pagoda monument is

Located in a village near Hailin City, this village is called Guta Village.

It's just that we are not locals in Mudanjiang, and my understanding of Ninggu Pagoda is limited to this. In the huge Hailin City, it is really like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a small village. The local Manchu culture is rich, and the villages and towns are all based on

Mainly Manchu, but nowadays almost all of them have been Sinicized. Not to mention the ruins of Laoguta Village, I can’t even speak a complete Manchu. Compared with the Manchu culture in Jilin Province, Heilongjiang

The protection of national culture is still far from enough.

Satellite maps were not popular in those years, and in such a large area, there were so many villages that even they had the same name.

For this reason, Meihui and I went to the Mudanjiang City Library to check the local county annals, and finally found the name of a small town in the yellowed pages, Changting Town. There is a village below the town also called Guta Village.

There are parentheses marked at the back (Guning Ancient Pagoda Ruins).

The two of us didn't want to delay any more and drove non-stop to the ancient village. It was already ten o'clock in the sunset when we arrived in Changting Town, and the off-road vehicle could no longer drive. There had been a heavy snowstorm in the past few days, and there were no sanitation workers in the countryside.

There is not much snow on the Lihe Highway, but no one cares about the snow on the country roads. Although this is the ruins of Ninggu Pagoda, it has long been forgotten by later generations as history immerses it. Now it is folk custom

During the inspection by scientists, I am afraid that more of them will go to see the ruins of Xinning Ancient Pagoda, because there is no trace of Manchu and Mongolian culture in this place.

Changting Town is a poor mountainous area. It is surrounded by mountains and there is not much arable land. Most young people have gone to Harbin or Mudanjiang to work. In winter, there is heavy snowfall, and the whole town is very depressed after nightfall.

Rarely, there was only one main street where the shops on both sides were still dimly lit.

"We can't walk anymore, the snow is too heavy. We have to spend the night here tonight!" Meihui and I found a snack at a random place and took a bite.

Maybe it’s because I’m tired after driving for a day, or maybe it’s because the people in this rural place are simple and the cooking is all original, which made us both feel full in the end. In the countryside, you have money and nowhere to spend it, so I came here
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