"Quick, this way"
The gravel was mixed with soil and wrapped in broken branches, stirring up large amounts of dust. Wild boars and rabbits sprang out from every corner of the hillside, and were instantly covered by sand and gravel.
In the face of natural disasters, life is as worthless as grass.
The sky is shattering and the earth is shattering, and all life is in ruins. These things that can only be seen in disaster movies appear vividly around everyone at this moment. No one can imagine what a terrible scene it is on the other side of the mountain.
The soil and sand surged, the gravel rolled, roaring and rolling towards the bottom of the mountain. Even many towering trees were wrapped in it. Facing such a collapse, there was no resistance at all.
Seeing that the direction of the falling sand and stones was over, Uncle Long directed everyone to run towards the nearest high slope. As people move to higher places, water flows to lower places, even if it is replaced by rocks and soil.
Rumble...Rumble...
There were constant roars all around, and this time, the entire Man-eating Valley was probably buried in the rocks.
Everyone hid behind a boulder on a high slope and watched the sand in the distance rush towards the foot of the mountain. The gravel rolled towards the endless plain at the bottom of the mountain, creating a crooked path.
"Fortunately, although this cannibal valley is large, it is only an uninhabited place. Otherwise, if such a mountain fell, I don't know how many people would die..."
After another disaster, everyone no longer has the energy to sigh at the beauty of nature. Everyone was breathing heavily and couldn't say a word.
Chen Tao was lying on the ground like a dead dog. This journey was not too exciting.
Being dragged all the way, there were wounds everywhere on his body. Although they were not fatal, they still hurt. He grinned. After groping with his arms for a long time, he finally felt at ease.
Fortunately, the box was not lost.
In order not to be snatched away, he tucked the palm-sized box into his crotch. Along the way, his brother was hit several times, and his skin was probably bruised.
Uncle Long looked at the mountains in the distance and said nothing for a long time. Then, as if he remembered something, he took out the dagger from his waist, walked to the boulder next to him, knelt down, and carved a few words on the stone with all his strength.
Dead brother......
Uncle Long's hand trembled and stopped, holding back the tears in his eyes before he continued to carve the name.
The spiritual place of deceased brother Di Haolong!
Uncle Wang’s surname is Di!
"Uncle Long, what is he doing?" Chen Tao couldn't see the state of everyone at this time, but he vaguely felt that something was not right in the atmosphere.
"I'm carving a monument for Uncle Wang..." Haozi's voice was heavy.
Uncle Wang......
Upon hearing this name, Chen Tao's eyes dimmed instantly.
If it weren't for Uncle Wang, he would have become a dead soul under the claws of the soul-catching rat.
If it weren't for Uncle Wang, he would have been killed by Boss Zhang's gun.
If it weren't for Uncle Wang, how would he still be standing here?
"I..." Chen Tao's voice was choked with sobs. He groped his way to Uncle Long and gently put his hand on Uncle Long's shoulder. Although he couldn't see it, Uncle Long's trembling body already told him everything.
"Uncle Wang, go well, I will remember what you said, live on!" Chen Tao knelt in front of the boulder and reached out to touch the name on the stone tablet.
Until now, he doesn't know what Uncle Wang's name is.
Di...
Although the engraving on the boulder was very shallow, he still touched out the word.
Uncle Wang’s surname is Di!
Chen Tao's head buzzed, and his right hand trembled as he touched it.
Dead brother... Di Haolong...
Could it be!
Chen Tao's right hand twitched violently. He remembered that Uncle Long once had an older brother!
Chen Tao only has some vague memories of Uncle Long's brother.
When he was very young, Uncle Long's brother was still there, but he was too young at that time, and he was blind for three years afterwards. No matter how much Chen Tao recalled, he could not recall the appearance of Uncle Long's brother. He just remembered that the uncle was very fond of him. He loved it.
Later, my grandfather told me that Uncle Long’s brother died while going down into the cave. Chen Tao didn’t know the rest.
Could it be that grandpa lied to him and Uncle Long’s brother was not dead at all?
In the Soul-Destroying Rat's Nest and in the underground cave, Uncle Wang risked his life to rescue him again and again, just because he was Uncle Long's brother!
Uncle Wang's face appeared in Chen Tao's mind, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.
"Remember...as long as you live...the Chen family will not fall..."
"I have lived long enough in this life...you are still young...the Chen family in the future...depends on you!"
"Stay alive...protect the Chen family!"
Uncle Wang's voice echoed in Chen Tao's mind again and again, and his tears finally fell to the ground drop by drop.
After grieving for a long time, Uncle Long took a deep breath and fumbled in his pocket for a long time, but only took out an empty cigarette case.
"I don't have anyone at hand right now, so please bear with me for a while, and when I get back, I'll bring you some more good cigarettes and wine!" Uncle Long muttered, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend for many years, "Please honor your master down there. Old man, when things are over, I will come to accompany you!"
Uncle Long patted Chen Tao, stood up, and checked the conditions of the other people. Although he was somewhat injured, at least he was still alive.
It’s better not to die.
"It's pitiful that Qian Shu Hongde was also a sage. In the end, there were no bones left and no peace. People, it's good to live. After death, he is just a handful of yellow sand, leaving nothing behind." Looking at the mountain that was half gone , Uncle Long said sadly.
"It's okay if it's gone. At least people here don't have to worry about bugs and rats anymore. The Man-Eating Valley is gone..."
"Perhaps Qianshu Hongde already knew that such a day would come." Chen Tao suddenly remembered something, "Do you still remember the small words on the stone tablet?"
"Yan and the others were present at the time, so I didn't tell them all. In fact, there was someone behind him..."
"what else?"
"After the opening of the museum, you all only looked at the box on Qian Shu Hongde's body, but there were these few words on the lid of his coffin," Chen Tao tried to remember.
"The body is burned by fire, and no bones remain; the lost valley sinks, and the bloody tree dies; the general situation is broken, and the latent dragon rises. The evil spirits follow the people, and the blessed land is born from now on, retaliation for retaliation, and the loneliness will never end!"
"What does this mean?" Mountain Ghost looked at Uncle Long in confusion.
"These words were also left by that later disciple?" Uncle Long frowned, as if he was thinking about something.
"No, the font is different from the small characters on the stone tablet." Chen Tao didn't know the change in Uncle Long's expression, so he answered honestly, "I think Qian Shu Hongde should have carved it on the coffin board himself."
"The body is burned by fire, and no bones remain; the lost valley is broken, and the blood tree dies..." Uncle Long muttered these words silently: "This Qian Shu Hongde is really a master of calculation. He has long expected that such a day would come. Na!"
"Then what do he mean by these next words? Are he talking about himself?"
"Evil spirits follow people, and the blessed land..." Chen Tao muttered, vaguely feeling the meaning of Qian Shu Hongde's following words.
"Oh, why are you bothering with these useless things?" Haozi waved his hand and said: "We have gone through many hardships on this trip, but at least we came out alive. Now that the mountain is temporarily stable, let's find a way to get out quickly!"
After so many twists and turns, now everyone has completely lost their bearings and can only look for a way out on the edge of the cannibal valley.
"We should have come from the other side of the mountain. If we go out in this direction, it won't be Heizigou." Shangui said.
"No matter what, just go out before dark. Now we have nothing to eat or drink, and all our equipment has been lost. In the mountains in summer, mosquitoes at night are very poisonous!" Uncle Long relied on other terrain around him direction, trying to discern the direction.
He had studied the map of Heizigou. If he wanted to get out of this location, he had to make a big circle and find the back of the mountain, which is the current river on their side. Then he could go out along the river to the east.
The days are long in summer, so the time when everyone comes out of the secret passage is around eleven o'clock in the morning. They don't have anything to worry about. As long as they leave the Man-Eating Valley, there will be people there.
The sun went from the top of the head to the west. Counting the time, everyone had not eaten for a day and a night. After the scorching sun and all kinds of consumption later, they were hungry, tired and thirsty.
"Uncle Long, where are we now?" Chen Tao asked with chapped lips and licking the dry skin on his mouth.
"Come on, get out soon, hold on!" Uncle Long swallowed dryly and looked at the surrounding mountains.
Suddenly hearing something in his ears, Chen Tao stood up straight.
"No, listen, what is this sound?"
