Wang Hailiang's mastiff black tiger died, and died less than five days after returning from the eagle's beak stream. 『』【Latest chapter reading baoly】

The black tiger was already old, and his body couldn't keep up, so he fought viciously with the bull terrier and lost one of his front legs. In addition, he was bitten in multiple places and was unconscious when he returned home.

On the fifth day of sleep, the black tiger swallowed his breath and died in Wang Hailiang's arms.

Wang Hailiang buried the black tiger in Daliang Mountain, and piled up a big grave bag.

He buried it like a human being, and Wang Hailiang stood in front of the black tiger's grave for a long time, and shed two tears.

Life is impermanent, joys and sorrows, and he has seen it very lightly.

Over the years, Wang Hailiang has seen too many things about life and death, and he has to be numb.

From the great earthquake, the great dark disease, the great fire, the great plague, to the great flood not long ago, hundreds of people died in Daliang Mountain.

These people, Wang Hailiang, almost dressed them, and carried the mourning frame, sending them on the road step by step.

There is no banquet in the world, and when a person reaches middle age, he has experienced too many vicissitudes.

The black tiger is not lonely at all, because when he was alive, he was with the villagers of Daliang Mountain, and when he died, he was still with them.

As a dog, it is already the greatest honor to not be sold by its owner and become a delicacy on the table.

Not far away is the ancestral tomb of Daliang Mountain, where is Brother Da Tam buried, where is Zhang Jianjun buried, where is Hailiang Niang buried, where is Yuzhu buried, and where Yuzhu's mother and grandson Shangxiang are also buried. And those who died in the great tribulation, where are they buried.

Including the former ancestors, where are they all buried.

The body of the black tiger will always be with them, and the soul of the black tiger will never leave Daliang Mountain.

Wang Hailiang knew where he would be buried in the near future. Reunite with everyone.

Looking back on his life, Wang Hailiang is worthy and open.

He has not done anything against his conscience, he is worthy of his relatives, his parents, every woman around him, and all the villagers in Daliangshan.

In the future, if you die and be buried here, you will be worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of conscience.

He does not seek to be remembered through the ages, does not seek to be famous and left in history, but only seeks to be worthy of his conscience.

He said: "Black Tiger, you go first, wait for me, and soon after, we will be reunited, and we will still be good brothers in the next life." ”

He paid respects at the grave of the black tiger and placed a fat leg of mutton. Because he knew that when the black tiger was alive, he liked to eat lamb legs.

Then, he resolutely climbed down the hill and got back into the busyness.

When he was about to go down the mountain, he glanced in the direction of the eagle's beak stream again, and felt that the big leper should not die, and he would definitely not die.

If this kid dies, then there will be no singing.

At the beginning, Zhang Dazhuan fell into the Ghost Valley, Erya fell into the Ghost Valley, and Zhang Xilai also fell into the Ghost Valley, none of these people died.

Most of the big lepers will not die, as for the reason, Wang Hailiang has never been able to understand.

It's just that he subconsciously feels that the grievances between the big leper and Daliang Mountain have not been broken, and falling off the cliff is just a new beginning for him.

Let Wang Hailiang guess correctly, the big leper is really not dead.

is not only a big leper, but Song Zijian is not dead.

The Valley of Spirits is indeed very deep, but the heavens have helped him.

It's spring, and the miasma isn't that bad, it's not very toxic, that's one of them.

The second reason is that the lifeless Valley of Ghosts is not the Valley of Death, and it is difficult for people to fall to the ground at once.

Because there are many small trees growing on the cliff, and there are also dead vines, and those small trees and dead vines are like big hands, holding on to the things that fall from above.

After Song Zijian fell, his body smashed on the branches, and many branches were crushed and creaked.

Then it smashed into the dead vine, which was like a spring, slowing down most of the momentum.

The big leper was even luckier, and after falling, it just smashed on Song Zijian's body.

Song Zijian was crippled, his two legs were useless, and one of his legs was smashed off by the heavy body of the big leper.

After the two of them fell, they fainted and died, and they didn't know anything.

The Valley of Spirits was very long, stretching from the Yangmeigou not far away to the large waterfall on the mountainside, less than three feet narrow in the middle and no less than three kilometers wide.

Standing at the bottom, not only can you see a glimmer of sky, but also a large number of plants growing under the valley.

The section close to the Yangmeigou is relatively narrow, and the dead vines and branches have already encroached on most of the space and sealed it off.

The total length of the valley is about 100 li, and it is full of trees in between, and there is a large primeval forest.

The stagnant water in the mountains flows out of the cracks in the rocks, and little by little, it forms a stream, and then a small river, and finally forms a wide Yuma River.

The Yuma River is the river that washes down from the waterfall and flows to the reservoir outside the mountain.

The location of the river water is higher than that of the village, so Wang Hailiang can bring the water from the Yinma River to irrigate the farmer.

There are different opinions about the origin of the Drinking Horse River, and the oldest version is that 1,700 years ago, this was the place where the troops of the King of Great Liang gave water to the war horses.

The waterfall rushes down, and for thousands of years, it forms a large pool, which flows down the river, and the surrounding scenery is pleasant.

But the waterfall above, no one has ever gone up, it is too high, and the mountain rock is at a right angle of 90 degrees. Flowing down from the Valley of Spirits.

At the beginning, Erya also rushed down from here.

This time, the big leper and Song Zijian were not washed down, because it was not the tidal season of the Yinma River, and the flow of water in the upper reaches of the river was not large.

The first person to open his eyes was the big leper, and the big leper found that he was not dead, and he saw the top of the cliff at a glance.

His head rested on one of Song Zijian's legs, and Song Zijian hadn't woken up yet.

The branches on it were crushed and broken, and the big leper had several cuts on his face and body torn by the branches.

He was covered in pain and jumped to his feet.

Heavens, if I fell from such a high place, why didn't I die?

Shake your neck, your neck is as flexible as a bearing, and if you move your arms, your limbs are just as flexible.

This made the big leper unbelievable. It seems that he should not die.

He pounced on Song Zijian at once, raised his hand to probe in front of Song Zijian's nose, and found that there was still exhalation.

Song Zijian was not much better than him, his arm was broken, his head and face were scarred, and his clothes were also scratched by those branches.

"Boss Song, wake up, wake up," the big leper began to shake him.

After wandering for a long time, Song Zijian opened his eyes.

"Leper, why are you, are we in hell?"

The big leper said, "You think there is a hell where you want to be beautiful, we have fallen into the Valley of Ghosts, and we are all still alive." ”

"Oops, my legs, my arms, it hurts"

At this time, Song Zijian found that his body was as painful as a fire. The arm was broken, as was a leg.

Once upon a time, Song Zijian's legs were good, because the nerves in the lumbar spine were broken and he couldn't move. Muscle atrophy occurred.

But now it's completely broken, and it can be used as a whip, and the thigh bone inside is comminuted and fractured.

He sweated in pain, and a fierce enemy begged: "Leper, please, don't leave me, don't leave me." ”

The big leper said: "I know, don't worry, I'm bad, but I still have my own bottom line, I won't die without help." ”

The big leper began to help Song Zijian check the wound, except for the broken bones and slight scratches on his body, Song Zijian had no internal injuries.

One of his legs was entangled in a thick vine, which he dragged down and slowed most of the momentum.

He hurriedly untied the withered vine to help Song Zijian untie it, and only then did he carefully observe the whole picture of the Ghost Valley.

Below is a large expanse of virgin woods, lush and green everywhere. Something that looked like clouds, not clouds, fog and fog floated in mid-air, and the fog was steaming.

The leper knows that it is miasma, which is the methane and carbon monoxide formed after the leaves rot.

These things can be poisonous, and if inhaled into the stomach, they will cause fainting, and those who are strict will die.

"Boss Song, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, we must go, quickly, otherwise we will be poisoned."

But I couldn't figure out where to go.

The big leper knew that more than thirty miles ahead was a waterfall on the Yinma River. Where to go down, it is nine deaths and one life.

If you are swept into a waterfall by the river, you will not be stoned to death, but you will also be drowned.

Backwards is still the Grand Canyon, which leads to Yangminggou sixty or seventy miles away.

There is no water on the other side of Yangmeigou, and there is no primeval forest, at least you can survive.

He decided to go straight to Yangminggou, hoping to meet the villagers who were collecting firewood, or the people who collected medicine on the mountain over there, and they could be rescued with a roar.

Let's go up and talk about it, it's a big deal to be shot by the police.

It's not a problem for him to go alone, the key is how to take Song Zijian with him.

Whatever you say, it's a human life, even though he's been using him all the time.

He can't watch death here, he must be rescued.

At the critical moment, the big leper was moved by compassion.

There are no absolute good people in the world, and there is no absolute bad person, and there is no clear line between good people and bad people.

To judge a person's quality or badness, many people look at the result, not the process.

Everyone says that Song Zijian is a big leper because these two people are utilitarian and unscrupulous in order to achieve their goals.

In fact, until now, the big leper and Song Zijian have not done anything harmful.

The big leper said: "Boss Song, don't worry, I'll drag you out, and you endure the pain." ”

He first picked up four branches, tore his clothes, tied Song Zijian's broken leg, and tied his broken arm.

This method can stop the deformation of broken bones and is very helpful for bone recovery.

This is the simplest and most effective treatment for people who have fallen in the mountains.

The big leper is not a doctor, but he saw that Wang Qingxiang had helped people heal his injuries, which was like a plaster.

After tying Song Zijian's broken leg, he found a dead vine, tied it around his waist, pulled one end of the vine, and dragged him forward.

This is not the very bottom of the Valley of the Spirits, and the bottom of the deepest ravine below is still far, far away from here. It's a full four or five hundred meters. The scorching sun of spring has suppressed all the miasma below 200 meters.

Don't say it, don't look stupid big lepers, with big heads and small brains, and they're quite smart. Song Zijian was dragged away like this, and it was very effortless.

There was no road at all, all the way to the slope, and this section of the place turned out to be a long platform halfway up the mountain in the Valley of Ghosts.

The platform stretches and stretches, spreading along with the Valley of Ghosts, and there is no end in sight.

There was deep grass under your feet, knee-deep, and along the way, you didn't see a single snake, you didn't see a single bird.

No animal dares to approach the Valley of the Spirits, the climate here is unpredictable, and there is no telling when the miasma will suddenly spread.

The animals in the mountains found a pattern and hid far away.

After a while, the big leper was so tired that he was panting and sweating profusely, and he didn't know whether he was infected by the miasma or tired.

Song Zijian suddenly spoke: "Leper, I know that your heart is not bad, this will drag you down, you better leave me and go by yourself." ”

The big leper knew that Song Zijian was playing the sad card. I want to win his sympathy. So he said angrily: "You shut up for me, I want to die, and I will die after I go out, anyway, I can't watch you die." ”

"Leper, I just found out today that you are a good person, don't worry, if we really go out, I will definitely accept you as a godson, and all the inheritance will be given to you."

"It's time to talk nonsense, let's talk about what industry can go out?"

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