Chapter Eighty-Seven: Gangfu Spring
The master limped to the exit of the canyon and looked at it in a daze. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The first thing that catches your eye is two beautiful women carrying beer and holding meat skewers...... Phew, what the are you dreaming......
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The first thing that catches your eye is a huge valley full of desolation and desolation, terror and weirdness, insidious and cunning!!
Compared to the small valley on the other side of the canyon, the giant valley in front of me is absolutely terrifying!
It feels like I'm watching "Notes on Tomb Robbery" while listening to "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"! I even have to take a few looks at my wife's ugly face from time to time!
Not to mention anything else, just talking about the color of this valley makes people shudder! At this time, it is almost mid-autumn, and it stands to reason that the valley should be a yellow-green color, but the valley in front of me is a gray and black color!
Is it possible that there are coal mines in this valley? Is there iron mines? Hey, that's good, this is the rhythm of getting rich. That old rich ancestor opened a gold mine, and now this master will open a coal mine or an iron mine, and the two of them will definitely be able to dominate the six northern provinces!
Phew, think about it beautifully, the six northern provinces are the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and without Zhang Dashuai's strength, don't look for that trouble. Besides, the valley doesn't look like there's any mineral or anything like that. To say that the mountain and the stone are gray and black is reasonable. But the trees, flowers, and lakes in this valley are also gray and black, which makes people a little unbelievably creepy......
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Stop, stop for a moment, don't be creepy, let's pick it up first, it's a bit messy.
What's wrong? What's wrong?
It's nothing, just ask, could it be that there is a lake in this valley?!
That's right, not far from the exit of the canyon, there is a small lake about a few acres of land, and the lake is very full of water.
When the master saw this, his heart shook violently, and he didn't care to continue looking at the valley, so he instinctively threw himself towards the lake...... But when he pounced on the lake, his heart was cold. As mentioned earlier, the water of this lake is gray and black, just ask, who dares to drink it?!
The gray-black water of the lake, no one dares to drink it, and the master is no exception. Because if you drink this water, you may die.
But if you don't drink this water, you won't run!
Anyway, playing mahjong is also a gamble, fighting the landlord is also a gamble, and Zakin is still a gamble...... It's a man who loves to gamble.
But as the saying goes, this small gamble is pleasant, and the big gamble hurts the body, this is for a sip of water, and he gambles his life, isn't it a bit of a big gamble?!
If you want to say that, it's a bit of a big bet. That's right, that's what the master thought at the time.
So, the master was mindful at the time, and he thought to himself, how could there be such a lake in such a poor valley? It must not fall from the sky, and don't tell me that it is formed by precipitation, because there is not so much rain here.
If this is the case, then there is a fixed source of water in the valley, either a mountain spring or underground water.
Thinking of this, the master continued to endure his thirst and patiently found a water source along the lake......
Sure enough, in less than two minutes, the master noticed that there seemed to be a small stream on the other side of the lake, so he hurried down the lake towards the stream.
On closer inspection, it is not bad at all, it is indeed a small stream flowing from above, and the water of the stream flows directly into this lake. The stream is not very wide, that is, more than a meter, and the amount of water is not very large, but it is enough to hold the master to death.
Now he should be satisfied, right?
The answer was no, for the master found that the water in the brook was much clearer and more beautiful than the water in the lake. But it's also slightly grayish-black. Could it be that this water can't be drunk?!
In the eyes of others, this is almost over, it's all at this time, don't pick fat and pick up thin, first try to drink a small sip, and it's not too late to drink after making sure it's okay.
But to say that this master is a master, the reason why he was able to become a master is by no means in vain, and his endurance and concentration are by no means comparable to ordinary people. Therefore he did not drink the water from the brook. He hadn't thought about trying such a small bite first, he really wanted to think about it too much. But he was afraid that just such a small bite would kill him on the spot.
In fact, there are many times when some people just have the attitude of trying it out, and they take a small bite of something, and then they don't have it.
This fluke psychology is really harmful.
Therefore, it is no accident that this master can live to this day.
The master thought to himself that this tree had roots and water had a source, and that if you followed the stream to a higher place, you would definitely find the source of this water. It stands to reason that the water from this source should be unpolluted and drinkable.
Sure enough, the master walked up the stream for more than a mile and found the source of the stream. It turned out that the water in the creek was flowing from a crack in the stone in the middle of a cliff, and it looked like a mountain spring. Moreover, the water from this source is indeed very clear and very attractive!
This is called hard work pays off!
The master thought to himself, this is it. So, according to the routine he had thought in advance, he first took a small sip tentatively. With just such a small sip, the master couldn't help but look up to the sky and shouted-too-good-drink-it's too good!
That's an exaggeration, isn't it?
It's a pity that Stephen Chow wasn't around, otherwise he would have to be like in "God of Food", slap this master into the air, and then scold what the are you doing? !
Is this water really that delicious? The master's feeling is, what kind of water is this, this is simply a spring of the gang, it is really sweet!
Immediately afterwards the master leaned down and plunged headlong into the stream, and like a dog, he enjoyed it directly......
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I don't know how long it took for him to finally pull his head out of the water, he didn't wipe the drops on his head and face, but closed his eyes, quietly enjoying the heartiness and dripping at the moment, and was quite satisfied.
At this moment, he seemed to hear the voice of nature, and even more so as to hear the mountain whispering to him--We...... We swear to God, we don't produce water, we're just bricklayers on the construction site......
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After a long time, the master finally enjoyed almost everything, so he slowly opened his eyes and wiped the water on his face by the way.
He looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was right above his head, which meant that it was noon and it was time for lunch.
The last time he had lunch was exactly twelve hours ago, and it wasn't long before he could say it. But he always felt that it seemed like it was already a matter of his previous life.
That's right, it's time for a bite to eat.
In this valley there are mountains, water, rocks, dead trees, thorns, and, of course, dirt on the ground.
So, what would you like to eat, this guest officer......