I shouted: "Second Grandpa, be careful!"
"It's okay." As he said that, he took out a few white black toad seeds from the leather bag around his waist and threw them upwards. They exploded behind his head and became as thick as milk. The smoke enveloped us, and suddenly there was a barrier between us and the white-faced monkey bully behind us.
Second Grandpa shouted: "Pull quickly now!"
He scratched hard with the handle of the knife, and he didn't forget to shout to me: "Bean sprouts, please use more force, you want to stab me to the core."
I was so angry that I yelled back, "It's his grandma's fault! How do you know I didn't put in the effort? I put all my effort into sucking the milk."
He said: "We have to shout one, two, one, two, otherwise we will have to go astray."
I said: "You are really not stupid at the critical moment, one-two! One-two!"
We spread our arms and rowed wildly like chickens pecking at rice. In fact, after walking such a long way, our bones were almost falling apart, but at this critical moment, who cared whether we were tired or not? I gritted my teeth and With enough energy, the canoe rushed forward like a wild horse that had taken off its reins.
On the dark water in front, there were many large and small ships moored silently on it. Looking forward, it became blurry. There were no signs of activity of the sacred grass lantern insects here.
The second grandfather said: "Fu'er, you two stop, they won't be able to catch up for a while, so take a rest."
I stopped immediately and threw the oar into the belly of the canoe. My arms were shaking, sore and painful. I immediately twisted, pulled out the torch from my back waist, took off the iron sheath, and blew it with my mouth. Blow, and the fire is lit.
The handle of the knife and I went around to take pictures. It was all dark and smelly black water, with bubbles popping out from time to time. As we moved forward to take pictures, we could see some large wooden boards and wood. There were some black things shining on the shelf, which looked like fish. I thought to myself, maybe there are those ferocious four-legged monster fish in the black water. Looking further up, they almost all look like inverted cones. Almost all of these soluble rocks are black.
The second grandfather took out a kerosene lamp from his backpack and held it in his hand. He pointed straight ahead and said, "Pull a little further, but we haven't reached the place yet."
So the knife handle and I slid forward for a while. After a while, a large wooden board gradually appeared in front of us. Thick wooden stakes were driven into the bottom of the water. There were rows of wooden shelves at regular intervals on the board. You can see There are sharp wooden thorns on the other side, and the top of the wooden frame is dark. It seems that huge fishing nets should have been hung there.
We boarded the board from the canoe and discovered that this large board was stuck at the throat of the cave like a huge fish bone, extending toward the dark depths.
Moreover, this wood is no longer green wood, but a kind of wood that is very resistant to moisture. Otherwise, it would have been soaked for thousands of years, but it does not rule out that this wood was treated before construction.
I saw a bronze spearhead lying upside down next to the wooden frame. I walked over and took a look. There was a long black line on the side where the wooden handle was installed. I guess the wooden handle had long been rotten.
The second grandfather took a deep breath and said, "Bian'er, let's go to the wooden stand in the corner, have something to eat and rest."
The knife handler asked a question that I also wanted to ask. He said: "Uh... Old man, what kind of place is this? Why is it so scary?"
Second Grandpa said leisurely: "This... is the dock."
The three of us walked to the wooden frame in the corner and sat down. The second grandfather seemed a little unhappy and asked us to put out the torches and only light his kerosene lamp.
I quickly and wisely handed some canned beef to my second grandfather. The taste was very good. He paused for a long time before taking it, opened the can, ate a piece, and said coldly: "Bian'er, what are you doing? What’s going on, why is there an outsider here? This matter is already very difficult and can’t be any more complicated, you know?”
When Dao Baozi heard this, he knew it was talking about him. He lowered his head and fell silent.
When I thought about it, I was convinced that my grandfather and Faqiu Zhilai Mogou must be doing something big. An outsider who didn't know the basics and couldn't be completely convinced brought them in with some absolute worries.
I had no choice but to tell him all my experiences since I left my second grandfather.
After hearing this, the second grandfather also lowered his head and fell silent. After a long time, he stared at the wick of the kerosene lamp again, squinted his eyes, and said: "Su Daji...she is definitely not a powerful character who is easy to deal with. At that time, she only relied on her own strategy. , so that the entire Yin Shang regime ceased to exist. Fortunately, Kunlun Mountain sent people this time, otherwise there would not be much chance of winning."
I said to the second grandpa: "Second grandpa, but I feel that Su Daji is not a very bad person. She had the chance to kill me, but she didn't."
The second grandfather sighed and said: "I didn't say she was a bad person, but her goal was contrary to ours."
"What purpose?" My curiosity arose and I couldn't help but ask curiously.
The second grandfather looked at the knife handle and said nothing. It was obvious that if the knife handle was not present, he would tell me immediately.
Knife Handle knew he was offending others, so he spit out the meat in his mouth, lit a torch, patted his butt, and said: "Okay, okay, I knew I wouldn't be able to come down, so I went over there to find a place to poop." Go, you two, grandpa and grandson, have a good chat."
I sighed, thinking that he really shouldn't have come, but if he hadn't rowed with me just now, we might not know what we would have done.
Second Grandpa saw that he had gone far away, and then said: "This guy is a born bandit. It is very difficult to become a confidant. I just heard you say that Li Sandong is also cooperating with other forces. This guy is probably not a good bird. Take one step at a time, and if there is anything strange, let him die. The secret of this magic ditch cannot be known to outsiders."
I nodded in shame, knowing that what I did was not quite right, so I quickly patted the wooden shelf next to me, changed the subject, and asked the second grandpa: "Second grandpa, what are these wooden shelves and the wooden boards under my feet made of?" What are they for? Did Su Daji build these?"
The second grandfather nodded, looked at these shelves, and said: "You guessed it right, the wooden boards under our buttocks and these wooden shelves, as well as the wooden plank road when we came, were all built by the last generation of the ancient Su family. During the time of the Snake King Su Daji, in order to prevent the plank road from collapsing, Su Daji chose the rarest and most valuable 'black green wood'. For this reason, all the black green woods in Shennongjia in ancient times were cut down. There was no need to use such precious wood for the docks below. Wood, and these wooden shelves are used to catch snakes. Inside this pier is the Snake Mausoleum. Back then, Su Daji had killed almost all the snakes in the Snake Mausoleum in order to clear the roadblocks in Xiamogou. I don’t know if there are still snakes in it now. No."
"What! There is a snake's nest inside this pier!" I looked into the dark depths in surprise, and an icy coldness hit my face.
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