Mountains and seas close at hand

Manda, who had been dead for a long time, suddenly came out of the lake. This scene has already scared me a lot.Just now he vomited black sand out of his mouth, and the old man trembled when he touched the black sand, and fell to the ground dead.

Terrible things happened one after another, and I was shaking while holding the dagger.I only hope that the driver will fight with him and lose both sides.Whether the driver wins or not, living people can always communicate.

Sure enough, the driver lived up to expectations, and the old man fell to the ground, which aroused his ferocity.He rushed forward with the machete in hand, and slashed fiercely on Manda's shoulder.This knife used enough strength, the machete cut in the whole way, and it almost split Manda in two.

But Manda just shook, and there was not a drop of blood from the wound.He mechanically turned his head to face the driver.Seeing this, I kept yelling: "Get out of the way! Don't look at his face!"

The driver also knew something was wrong, but the machete was stuck and could not be pulled out.He was also anxious when he heard me yelling, and he just kicked his leg.Manda was kicked two or three meters away by him, black sand sprayed from his mouth and fell all over the sky.

I picked up a torch and rushed up to throw it on Manda.Manda climbed up from the lake, so wet that he couldn't burn at all.I watched him get up slowly, and shouted anxiously: "Slap him in the stomach."

I don't know if the driver was frightened and stood still.I was even more anxious, I didn't care about 21, I picked up a big rock from the ground and threw it on it.Who knew that the head was not accurate enough and it didn't hit it!

I quickly bent down to find another piece, but the stone under my feet was either too big or too small, and at this time Manda had already stood up!

I can already see clearly at this moment, his swollen and white face soaked by the lake water.It has long been difficult to see honesty, only horror and nausea.The big broken mouth opened slowly, and I trembled all over.Just then, a gust of hot air brushed my cheek.

It turned out that Miss Bai threw a torch in desperation, and the torch hit Manda in the face.He heard him utter a strange cry, stepped back a few steps and tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the timing was perfect, I yelled at the driver beside me, "Slap him in the stomach! Hit him in the stomach!"

The driver picked up a stone the size of a watermelon and smashed it down hard. He heard the sound of bones breaking, and then Manda spit out a black thing.Before I could see clearly, that black thing crawled back into the lake quickly!

The lake was quiet again, but the quiet was too scary.

The driver hugged his father and said nothing.The old man closed his eyes, his lips were white, and he had long since lost his life.Miss Bai and I were still in shock, and we sat together in front of the campfire.

I comforted Miss Bai softly: "We'll go home as soon as the sun breaks."

"no!"

The driver let out a low growl, put down the old man's body and walked over.The shackles on his hands made a metallic clang, and he looked down at us: "If it's too late, it will be too late... The turtle spirit is here, and the altar is safe. Let's go get our things before leaving."

I thought to myself, this mountain is not safe anywhere.The day hadn't passed yet, and there were only three of us left.As soon as you hear the name of the altar, you know that it is a place of gods and ghosts.But I was afraid of provoking him, so I could only say euphemistically: "Money is a life-saving thing. It is true that we promise you that you will never lose a penny."

He looked at me and was silent for a while: "I, Chubb, I swear by the souls of my father and mother in heaven, we are friends from today on, and I will never hurt my friends!"

I got a headache when I saw this, Miss Bai held my hand, and she asked Chubb: "Since we are friends, can you tell us some things so that we can rest assured."

Chubb looked at me: "Okay, but tell me first, do you know something?"

I can probably understand what he meant, and shook my head at him: "I don't know anything, I just saw some in books. If you get close, doesn't that thing look like a three-legged turtle?"

He nodded.

I thought about it for a while, and a large paragraph naturally came to my mind: "There are many records in ancient books, saying that there is a kind of water insect in the water. In "Sou Shen Ji", it is called a dragon or a short fox. It can shoot people with sand, Those who are caught will suffer from physical cramps, headaches, and fever, and will die. "Shuowen Jiezi" says: "Short foxes. Like turtles, with three legs, they shoot with air and hurt people."

I don't know where I read it, anyway, I opened my mouth and said: "The situation of Manda is obviously similar to what is written in the book, and then "Huzhuoshi" uses the "palm" to eliminate water bugs, and beats them with the drum of cannon and soil. Burning stones and throwing them.' The Paotuzhidrum refers to tile drums, which we don’t have. But every word in ancient times has a clear meaning. For example, in the word '打', 'District' originally refers to a container containing food, and the extended Refers to a person's stomach. '殳' means to hit. No matter what is used, it is to hit his stomach anyway. Fenshi is a stone that has been burned by fire. Fenshitouzhi means throwing a hot stone into the water, indicating that this We are afraid of heat, so we use torches.”

When I was done, Chubb looked at me.He didn't know which nationality he was from, and his facial features were different from those of the Han people.Square face, pointed ears, hooked nose, deep eye sockets, large and protruding eyes.Leaving aside his appearance alone, he can be regarded as a handsome guy with an exotic style.He looked at me so deeply, I just felt a chill rushing from my spine to Tianlinggai.

Miss Bai handed me the mineral water and said to him: "Everyone be honest, it's your turn."

Chubb took one look at her, poked the fire with his stick, and told about his family.

Seven or eight years ago, Chubu's aunt was seriously ill.The family spent a lot of money selling iron and steel, but they couldn't raise much money. After suffering for half a year, they finally died of illness.The old man went into the mountain the next day and brought back something wrapped in a cloth.He went to the city to exchange a lot of tickets, and held a funeral for Chubu's mother in a grand manner.When Chubb came back to his senses, he asked why he didn't change money earlier.The old man said that Wang's things cannot be used by living people.

When I hear this, I understand most of it. The ancestor of this family is probably the guardian of the tomb.The old man abides by the ancestral precepts, but the son doesn't think so, otherwise the rabbit wouldn't be able to receive things one after another.Not so many people died in the Chubb family.

I still wanted to persuade him not to go, thinking about it and said: "Now that the old man is gone, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for us to get things."

The wooden stick in Chubb's hand flicked into the fire, and the flames rose half a meter, which made me shiver.

"I know how to get the treasure. It's okay to tell you. First, you have to throw a living sacrifice by the river, and the turtle spirit guarding the mountain will come." He pointed to the high mountain directly opposite, "The monkeys will follow us, and then arrive at The altar under the cliff took something and exchanged it with us."

"I'll go, this monkey is also inheriting his father's business." I couldn't help but sigh, "But we only have a little food left for ourselves. What can we exchange with the monkey?"

"It's okay, you can owe it."

When Chubb said that, I didn't know what to say.I can't persuade you, I'm so anxious that I have a toothache.

There are dead people next to it, legendary monsters in the lake, and a group of monkeys in the old forest. There is also a violent criminal sitting next to me. I have no courage to sleep.

Miss Bai patted me on the shoulder, pointed to Chubb who was snoring beside me, and said in a low voice, "Sleep for a while, otherwise I won't be able to bear it."

I saw her disheveled temple hair and tired face, and felt very guilty, so I whispered, "I'm sorry."

She heard this and looked at me, smiling slightly.

When I woke up the next day, the morning light had not yet shone into the mountains, but the sky was already bright.Chubb was sitting next to me, and I followed his gaze and saw Miss Bai walking over.

Chubb said in Mandarin with a local accent: "She is very beautiful."

Nonsense, I'm not blind.

We tidied up our things, carried our bags and went deeper into the forest with Chubb.I walked all the way in fear, afraid of sudden danger, and worried about Ji Bao, whose whereabouts were unknown.Even the old man's body, I am worried that it has been gnawed beyond recognition by scavengers.

In this kind of worry and fear, we went round and round in the mountains for an unknown amount of time.When I was sleeping at night, I saw three blood blisters on the bottom of my feet, and I wanted to cry without tears.

At noon on the third day, Chubb was in a good mood.We walked through a hidden cave, half a mile forward, and suddenly saw the light in front of us.

I walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down at the lake from a high position, and found that it was really like a bronze mirror, and the circle was very regular.It's as if God drew it with a compass.Looking at the angle, at the moment my feet are facing the high mountain in front of the lake.

It's really good to watch the mountain go dead horse.

Chubb called, "This way."

He led us across a stone bridge, looked around and said, "We'll wait here."

It was a small stone platform, though covered with moss and overgrown with weeds.But traces of artificial carving can still be seen.I walked a half circle around the platform, 14 steps on either side.I did the math, one step is about 70 centimeters, and this platform is about 100 square meters.

Chubb sat on the edge of the stone platform, with the cliff on one side.I walked over and took a look, only to see the caves and ravines rising, and the light clouds surrounding the mist.There is a vast expanse of whiteness, where can you see the bottom.

"Half smoke." Miss Bai suddenly called me, "Come and have a look."

I walked over and saw that there were petroglyphs carved on the mountain wall.It's just that countless vines hang down, covering everything tightly.Thanks to Miss Bai's good eyesight, she spotted some clues.

Miss Bai asked, "Is this calligraphy or painting?"

I put on my gloves and tore off some vines, revealing an area the size of a computer screen.There are circles, squares and spiral circles on the rock paintings on the mountain wall, which seem to be paintings but not paintings, and words are not characters.I looked at it carefully for a long time, not knowing how to answer Miss Bai.

"I don't know, it looks like a petroglyph with characters in it, like Chinese characters but not Chinese characters." I haven't studied geology, so I can't judge the age by distinguishing the rock composition and weathering degree.

Looking at the blurred traces on the rock wall, I always feel familiar, I must have seen it somewhere before.On second thought, civilization can be born in a closed environment, but civilization will definitely not be limited to a small closed environment.The things that are spread out are likely to be integrated with other civilizations, and it is not surprising to see them.

I tore apart more vines, and a pattern emerged that took my breath away.I couldn't help getting excited, stepped back a few steps, looked up at the vine-covered rock wall, and whispered excitedly: "Bashu Tuyu!"