Once upon a time, in Nalae, Ningming, there was a young man named Mwang Carques. He is very strong and eats a lot. A meal of 60 kg of rice is only enough for porridge, 120 kg of rice is enough. Once, he went to Ningbo to visit his friends. After drinking, he went to the village. He saw a yellow cattle stealing seedlings in the field, so he took a big stone five or six feet high and one or two feet long to beat the cattle. Because the force was too strong, the stone was thrown and carried from Poning at night, which was thirty or forty miles away. At the time of grain harvest, his mother invited someone to cut the grain. After working all day, he didn't pick it. He was so anxious that he urged him to leave several times. He used a beam as a pole, cut bamboo as a rope, and cut the burden of dozens of people's bags a day. Finally, he sat the mowers on it, shrugged his shoulders and picked them up.

Later, Mwng kax wanted to rebel against the emperor, but without military forces, he painted on paper. The horses and chariots he painted can become real people in a hundred days. However, it can't be known to anyone. So Mwng kax can only paint in the house by himself during the day and go to work at night. Because everyone went to work in the fields during the day.

Mwng kax had been painting for more than 90 days during the autumn harvest, but at this time, something unfortunate happened: his mother was very suspicious and worried when she saw him not working during the day. One day, when he was not at home, she quietly went into his room and opened the box to have a look. Unexpectedly, just after opening the box, the painted horses and soldiers flew out.

Where are the soldiers and horses of Ngwen Pyax Laiz and Mwng kax flying? People don't know. Later, in Mbanj pyax yieuh in Ningming, there was a poor man who lived by collecting firewood. Ba means Zhuang language mountain. Zhuang language used to be a texture map, which literally translates into a mountain of various texture maps. ) chopping wood, accidentally, the chopping knife fell to the edge of the cliff and slipped off it. The woodcutter climbed down the steep cliff to the foot of the mountain and unconsciously reached Mingjiang. At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of beating gongs and drums, playing the piano and singing opera in a cave. The woodcutter felt very strange and went to the hole. As soon as I got there, I saw many military forces stationed there. When they saw the arrival of strangers, they all gathered around and asked:

"What are you from? (Mwng bin kon tih hawx？ )"

"What are you doing here? (Mwng ha het ga laengx？ )"

"I am a poor man who lives by burning firewood (Gou bin kon hoj ma do fwn bae kaix gin)." The woodcutter said bluntly, "I left my firewood knife on the mountain and came to look for it." (Pyaj hungx gou dog lung ding pyax ma，Gou ma ha mbag pyaj gou)"

When the warriors saw his embarrassment, they all felt pity. One man said, "We have everything you want here. Choose for yourself! (Mwng naemj ou ga laengx，Ti ni ga laengx do mi，Mwng gaeg lweg ou)"

At this time, the woodcutter found that the cave was very wide, full of gold, silver and jewels, shining. But he didn't want anything, just a firewood knife and two Jin of rice, and said, "That's enough for me to eat today. I can't chop wood today (Ndoz Gougin Vaeni Goz Ndaja, Vaeni Goumi do FWNLO). "

Since then, people in Bayaotun have encountered difficulties in life and have gone to caves to solve them. Young people visit relatives and friends to borrow one or two sets of clothes, and girls borrow jewelry at the concert. But take it back when you use it, and don't keep it for yourself. Later, a greedy man borrowed it and didn't return it, so the cave closed automatically. The greedy man held a grudge and told the emperor about it. The emperor thought that the army in Yan Na's cave must be Monka's army, so he sent many people to fight. The soldiers and horses in the cave were outnumbered and all were killed. There are blood, heads and corpses everywhere, which are reflected on the cliffs by the Daming River, forming the present murals.

In the future, whenever I walk to the river or the mountain on a rainy day, I can still vaguely hear the sound of wailing. With a heavy heart, people feel sorry for the unfortunate experience of the warriors, so they discuss inviting monks and Taoists to fight and pray for their souls to ascend to heaven.

On the day of the end of fasting, people found that the hole was opened and a golden basin was exposed inside. Everyone is very happy and wants to move out the golden basin for use. However, this hole is too small for people to get in. Everyone put their hands in and pulled, three times and two times, breaking the ears of the pot and closing the hole again. People take the ears of the pulled gold cans to the gold shop for exchange. After paying off the money, there is only one copper coin left. Everyone thinks that this penny is not easy to divide, and it is not easy to buy things. Just throw it into the river. This throw caused a flood, and the flood rushed across the barren slope opposite Bayao. After the water receded, a sandbar appeared, and everyone realized that this penny was a treasure. Now this sandbar is as round as a copper coin and the land is very fertile. People grow working sugar cane and peanuts on it, and there is a good harvest every year.

Since then, the hole has never been opened again, and the sound of gongs, drums, playing the piano and singing operas has never been heard again. People are looking for the hole, but they can't find it. They just heard that there is a place as smooth as a stone tablet on the river bank, that is, the hole. The figure of man and beast in Huashan mural is the image of those heroes in those days. Every time we encounter strong winds, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain, the graphics of murals are peeling off. The old man said this: they went somewhere else to do unfinished business.