The next day was Saturday, and Wang Xiangyu did not return home this week because he had to go to the countryside to grasp family planning.

Wang He ran to the old fishing uncle's house like a gust of wind early in the morning, and after a meal, the two came to the mountain diagonally opposite the White Dragon Waterfall.

Wang He went to Guizhou to see the Huangguoshu Waterfall in later generations, compared it, and felt that the Huangguoshu Waterfall of the White Dragon Waterfall was not much worse, although it was not as wide as the family's house, but this waterfall was higher, and it looked more imposing.

Wang He thinks that if the local government develops this waterfall and creates a tourist business card, it will definitely drive the development of Liulong Town.

The old fisherman took Wang He to a cliff on the mountainside, tied the rope he brought to a tree, and then grabbed the rope and went down five or six meters, walked a few steps on the steep stone wall, and turned into a crack, the crack was first tight and then loose, first narrow and then wide, and finally came to a stone cave with a size of seventy or eighty square meters.

When you walk through the cracks, the light is very dim, but after entering the cave, it is brighter, because there is a stone wall on one side, and there are several holes of different sizes on the wall, and the sunlight shines through the holes, illuminating the cave.

Wang He glanced at it a few times after coming in, although this stone cave or stone room was a good place to go, but at a glance, it was empty except for strange stones.

Wang He said dissatisfiedly:

"Old fisherman, where did you get the cheats here? I can't even see a piece of paper. You can't lie to me, do you? ”

The old fisherman smiled:

"Children just can't hold their breath. Follow me. ”

It turned out that there was a hole in the innermost corner of the cave, and after following the hole, I turned around and finally came to a cave as big as a basketball court.

The light in this cave was a little worse, only a few rays of light slanted in from the top of the left, but this was enough, for Wang He, as long as there was a little light, he could see clearly.

"This cave was accidentally discovered by the people in the village, and when the devils entered the village during the war, the people in the village hid here. It turned out that there was a relatively easy passage in front of it, which was blown up by the devils with a bomb. ”

The old fisherman took out the flashlight hole from the cloth bag he was carrying and told Wang He about the history of the cave.

After the passage was blown up by the devils, the villagers were trapped in the cave, and everyone did not bring much food, and the water was very scarce, only a few corners of the cave would show a little water. If you can't get out all the time, you will starve to death here, fortunately, someone found the cave that just came down, but the hole was very small at that time, people could not get into it, and finally the owner of the village used a set of treasure flags, and others used hoes, sickles, hammers and other tools, and the cave was enlarged.

Eventually, the villagers were able to escape, and the cave was largely unattended, but the story was passed down by the older generation.

Old Angler and Chen Jianfeng came here to play together when they were young, but because they didn't bring lighting tools at that time, they didn't look closely, and later with the death of the older generation, there are not many people in the whole village who know about this cave.

This story Wang He sounds quite interesting, just like the old house in Maple Flat when he was young, and he also heard many stories from decades ago in front of his grandparents, the question is - what does this have to do with cheats?

In the face of Wang He's question, the old fisherman took Wang He to a relatively flat stone wall, shone the light of the flashlight on it, and said:

"What do you think this is?"

The stone wall is carved with five images of larger stickmen, and below each stickman, there are several smaller stickmen, all of whom hold a thin stick in their hands, and their movements are different, and there are small directional arrows on their bodies, limbs and sticks.

Except for the stickman image, there are no more traces of artificiality on the stone wall, not a single word.

After Wang He casually looked at the stickman, he pointed to the stone wall and asked the old fisherman tentatively:

"What do you mean, these stickmen are cheats?"

The old fisherman nodded with a serious expression.

Wang He turned his head and left.

After the two returned to the old fishing uncle's house, Wang He did not stop, and still did not go back to the outside of the village.

On the way back, the two did not talk, and now seeing this situation, the old fisherman hurriedly shouted:

"Hey, don't go. I've finished reading the cheats, when will you give me the treasure flag?"

Wang He was happy when he heard it, turned around and said:

"Bring pen and paper. ”

As soon as the old fisherman heard that there was a play, he hurriedly found a pencil and a notebook and came out, and Wang He took it and wrote on the table in the atrium.

The old fishing man was full of expectations at first, but after making tea, he inadvertently glanced at it, and saw that the paper was full of stickmen, and couldn't help but widen his eyes and said:

"You...... What is this?"

Wang He threw the pen on the table and said:

"You show me the stickman, and I'll draw more and give it back to you. Let's settle it. ”

The old fishing man couldn't cry or laugh, and stopped Wang He, who was about to turn around, and after the two drank two cups of tea, the old fishing man said unhurriedly:

"I'm not kidding you, do you know what you just watched?"

Wang He pursed his lips and said:

"Stickman, well, look at you like this, even if they are practicing some kind of kung fu, the question is where can I understand?"

The old fisherman smiled:

"Didn't you say you were a genius? It doesn't matter if you can't read it, I'll teach you. ”

Wang He shook his head:

"Not interested. What age is it now, I still have a stick in my hand every day, and I am not a beggar disciple who asks for food. ”

The old fisherman hurriedly said:

"You can use it flexibly, you can use it in your hands. ”

Seeing that Wang He still looked uninterested, and stood up and walked out of the door, seeing that he was about to leave, the old fisherman was a little anxious, chased outside the door and picked up the circle of rope that had been used to go down the cliff just now, walked to the sun-dried valley and stood still, and said in a deep voice:

"You see. ”

After throwing the rope forward, the rope flew out for two or three meters, and the old angler grabbed the rope with both hands, and then began to play with the rope.

Wang He was disdainful at first, and after a few glances, he gradually put away his contempt, this rope is only the thickness of the little finger, and is generally used to pull the cow on the nose of the cow, but it is this kind of soft rope, in the hands of the old fisherman, but the effect of a club, and as his hand is unfolded, the rope seems to have become a spear, in his hand like a poisonous snake.

The old fisherman played to the occasion and hooked a bamboo pole with a rope and threw it at Wang He.

Wang He just caught it, the rope head was like the tip of a spear with a sharp sound straight over, frightened him hurriedly waved the bamboo pole to slap the rope head away, which Cheng thought that the rope seemed to be alive, after swinging away, he turned in the air and stabbed at Wang He's door again!