There is a fork in the road in front of us, and we took the left fork along the shore. This man said he would take me somewhere.
"Hey, kid! I told you to hurry up. You're so slow that you can't even walk in the dark." He turned around to urge me from time to time.
I didn't reply, I only dared to complain in my heart, "You can't walk in the dark, so is there day and night here? Besides, didn't you see that I'm still carrying someone on my back?"
Sister Hong has a plump figure, but she is not very tall. I estimate that she will only weigh about 110 pounds when she is stretched to death. Although she is not heavy, if she is carried for several miles on her back, she is still on such a harsh underground river bank. I would fall down if I wasn't careful, so I couldn't walk fast.
"Stop, stop here." The man in front of him suddenly stopped.
He pointed to the other side of the underground river for me to see.
There is a rock wall on the other side of the river. With the faint flashlight, I discovered that there is a crack on the rock wall on the other side of the river. This crack is about tens of centimeters wide and very long, but I can't see how deep the big crack is.
"What's wrong?" I asked puzzledly, looking at the other side of the river.
"What else can I do? Swim over and go to the other side." He looked at the stone crevice with half-squinted eyes.
"I'm a landlubber and I don't know how to swim. Besides, Sister Hong hasn't woken up yet. How can she get there? I said, aren't you just playing? If you want to go over, you have to wait until Sister Hong wakes up."
The man looked at me and then at the unconscious Sister Hong who was lying on my back. He finally sighed and cursed secretly that he was lazy and pissed a lot.
I put Sister Hong down gently, and the man and I leaned against the rock wall with our eyes closed to relax. I wanted to wait for Sister Hong to wake up before leaving. Safety was the top priority in everything.
I was a little tired, so I leaned on it and fell into a daze.
As the old saying goes, what you think about every day is what you dream about at night. I had a very strange dream.
In my dream, I dreamed that I came to a magnificent palace. There were fur carpets on the ground floor of the palace. Six huge bronze palace lanterns stood on both sides of the palace. The candles in the palace lanterns were shining brightly. There were many gracefully dressed willow trees. Thin-waisted gauze dancers walked into the palace and danced in groups of three.
These stunning palace maids had eyebrows as thick as mountains, and with the flying veils flying, they all looked up to the top of the main hall.
I also looked along.
I saw twenty-nine steps from bottom to top. On the steps, a huge bronze bed stood in the middle. Eight ferocious chi dragons were cast on the four corners of the bronze bed. The bodies of these chi dragons twisted like springs, and their dragon faces Fierce, each chi dragon corresponds to a different direction, each looking in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
On the bronze dragon bed, lying on his side was a man dressed in luxurious clothes and wearing a crown. He was holding an empty bronze baron in one hand, without even looking at the dancing girls behind him.
Because this person's back was turned, I couldn't see his face clearly. I wanted to walk over and take a look, but found that my body was not in control.
suddenly.
In the huge bronze palace lantern, the flames of the burning candles slowly transitioned from light yellow to light green, and finally turned into dark green.
In an instant, the entire magnificent palace disappeared, and the green light seemed to come to the underworld. At this time, the beautiful faces of the dancers began to become ferocious.
At this moment, the man lying on the bronze dragon bed turned his head towards me little by little.
This person...
The face was green and flat, and pus was dripping from the face. The whole face seemed to be soaked, and became bigger and rounder. The facial features were squeezed into the center, and the two long teeth pressed tightly against the lower lip and forehead. There are a few hairs hanging down naturally in the front.
"Ah!" I woke up with a start, sweating profusely, gasping for air, and shocked.
"What? Did you dream about ghosts?" The man leaned against the stone wall and opened his eyes, asking me calmly.
"No...nothing, it was just a dream," I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead in a panic.
In this dream, you can even see the patterns on the bronze palace lanterns clearly. It's so... so realistic.
Sister Hong hasn't woken up yet, but I can see that there is blood on her face. I think she will wake up soon if there is no big problem.
Sure enough, my guess was right this time, Sister Hong woke up that night.
She opened her mouth to drink water as soon as she woke up. She was weak now, and I was afraid that she would have diarrhea if she drank the river water, so I took out the last half bottle of mineral water left in the bag and fed her to drink.
"Sister Hong, you finally woke up!" I wiped her mouth for her, looking happy.
"Hey... I almost died here," she grabbed my hand, "Thank you Yunfeng, you saved my life. You didn't leave me and ran away. You were right. You are a man who values friendship."
She no longer calls me a brat, but calls me a man instead.
"Actually, it's nothing, just help each other, haha," I scratched my head in embarrassment.
"Are you...?" She suddenly spotted the hairy-faced man leaning in the southwest corner, closing his eyes and concentrating.
The man opened his eyes and saw a mole waking up. He cupped his hands and said, "Southern earthworker, gold tipper, Chen Jiansheng."
Sister Hong's current expression was one of six points solemn and four points disdainful, but he still cupped his hand and replied: "Beijing Logistics, a mole, Chen Hong."
The two nodded in the air, and then stopped talking to each other. This was regarded as a greeting from their colleagues.
Originally, the southern faction and the northern faction had always been at odds with each other. Now, it's good to be able to say each other's names and say hello.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. I think that if the leaders of the southern faction and the northern faction meet in the same tomb... there may be bloodshed.
Everyone dares to show their swords, and no one will take the initiative to give in, unless the other gang can defeat our own gang, otherwise, this guy will show his true intentions.
He and I are on the wrong track, but I can't get angry. I try to keep both parties talking calmly. After all, there are only three of us here, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope. The most important thing is to find a way out first.
I told Sister Hong that I was going to cross the river to the other side.
After hearing this, she frowned and said, "Yunfeng, why do you trust others so easily? What would you do if someone has evil intentions and wants to harm you?"
"snort."
The man next to him folded his hands and said: "The heart of a villain can judge the belly of a gentleman, but it is difficult for women and villains to care for each other."
"You!" A mole stood up with an angry look.
"Would you like to curse again?"
"Haha..." The man raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Only women and villains are difficult to raise."
"Don't! Don't be impulsive, Sister Hong!" I wanted to reach out and grab her, but I was a step too slow and didn't.
"It's over, it's over, something bad is going to happen..."
"Mouse from the south! Get up!" A mole rushed over aggressively.
At this moment, I noticed a change in the man's eyes. First he was angry, and then he became confused and dazed.
He was a head taller than Sister Hong, and still looked a bit imposing when he stood up.
At this time, the man scratched his head and said: "Rat in the south! Get up!"
Sister Hong's expression changed. She pinched her waist with both hands and cursed angrily: "You are trying to imitate me!"
The man immediately put his hands on his waist and said, "Try to imitate me."
"Southern stinky rat, dead rat, rotten rat!" Sister Hong's temples were filled with veins.
The man giggled and learned: "Southern rats, dead rats, rotten rats."
