Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

I looked at the sky, and the sun was already setting in the west. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoEven if I rush back immediately, it's too late. Because before I could reach the confluence of the three rivers, it would be dark. After dark, not only was it impossible to find the right direction, but the water was so cold that it was impossible to cross the river. Now, all I can do is find a dry leeward place, take off my clothes and dry them in the sun, or I'll get frostbite, or I'll have to find something to satisfy my hunger. Otherwise, you'll be hungry when it's dark. The nights in the high mountains of Tibet were very cold, and I had to be prepared for everything.

I'm going to spend the night here, so I'm not in a hurry. I chose a low-lying place for myself on a leeward side and began to look for wild fruits to eat, but it was a small col surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there was nothing to eat except rocks and pine trees, and wild grasses. So, I had to break some pine branches to build a nest for myself. While I was picking the branches, I noticed that a large stream on the north side of the col was rushing down from the top of the hill, and where it joined the stream earlier, it made a clear noise, and flowed into a small pine grove at the foot of the col, and then disappeared. I thought it was strange, so I went down to the low-lying area and into the pine forest. It turned out that there was a cave about one person high on the edge of the cliff. It was from this hole that the stream flowed. I looked into the cave for a while, and then I saw a faint and faint light from the darkness, and I knew that it was the exit of the cave.

It was still early for the sun to go down, so I decided to go to the cave, where there might be a road leading to the lake of the fairies. If only I had to stay here and starve and freeze. Instead of waiting here, the Tao should take action and try, at this time, even if there is a 1% hope of survival, I will try desperately. I broke a thicker branch, then pulled up my trouser legs, probed the water with the branch, and cautiously entered the hole.

The stream is not very cold, and the momentum is not very strong. It's just that it's pitch black in the hole, and you can't see anything, so you can only grope your way forward with your hands, and you have to pay attention to safety, so you can walk very slowly. As I walked, I wondered what the scene would be like at the entrance of the cave, whether it was a green hill or a pasture; Is it a deep stream, or is it a cliff? But today's series of bad luck has made me pessimistic, and I dare not think too much about the future. So, as much as I longed for a pasture or a green hill, I guessed that it might be a deep stream or a cliff. Because in the alpine wilderness separated by the birds, there are unexpected and dangerous paths everywhere.

I don't know how long I groped in the dark, but I couldn't see a trace of light or hope, not even the faint light I saw at the entrance of the cave just now. I was pessimistic again and again, hoping again and again, relying on tenacity and endurance to support the trek, not knowing whether it was sunset or night outside the cave. Maybe it's because I've been walking for too long, or maybe I've been so eager that I've lost my estimation and judgment of time. Just when my tenacity and endurance were almost exhausted, a faint light finally appeared in the layers of darkness, which seemed clearer and more alluring than the light I had seen at the entrance of the cave. I was in a state of excitement, and I quickened my pace in the direction of the light.

Finally arrived at the entrance of the cave. Outside the cave was a very bright golden light, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes. I rubbed my eyes, held on to a pine tree at the entrance of the cave, and looked ahead, only to see the stream rushing down from the edge of the cliff below, falling hundreds of meters down the cliff. Looking into the distance, there is a vast and thick green surging forest sea, along a narrow flat river that is not more than a dozen kilometers wide but dozens of kilometers long and stretches to the distant mountain side. Pingchuan is surrounded by snowy mountains that are higher than the sky. These snowy mountain ranges, one after another, stretch continuously, surrounding the green plains layer by layer.

The blue sky is pure, the white clouds are like snow, and the forest and sea under the sunset are boundless, verdant and green, very fresh and quiet. After walking in Tibet for nearly half a month, it was the first time for me to see such a dense and dark green green, and I couldn't help but feel a shudder in my heart. Looking further into the green, I suddenly saw a wisp of smoke rising faintly from the dense forest. At first, I thought I was dazzled, but the wisps of smoke kept waving, as if they were sending me a signal for help. Apparently there must have been local herders living in that dense forest.

However, when I was ready to descend from the cave entrance with great hope and surprise, I realized that I had been happy too soon. The cave is just in the middle of the cliff, and the only way to descend from the edge of the steep cave to the bottom of the mountain hundreds of meters high is to risk your life. The sun was peering uneasily at the summit of the distant snowy mountains, as if urging me to hurry up. I knew that the sun was running out of time for me, and that I had to go down to the bottom of the mountain before it got dark, because I couldn't spend the night at the edge of the cave or on the cliff face.

I looked at the cliffs between the cliffs on the mountainside for a while, and then I chose a slower cliff face and began to descend. Because of the steepness of the cliff face, which was very dangerous, I had to stop every few steps and look down for half a day to strengthen myself before continuing to descend. When you go down to about 100 meters, the slope on the cliff wall is steeper, and the rock is hard and sharp, so you can only go down with your hands through the crevices. My hands were grinding hard between the crevices in the rocks, and my fingers hurt so badly. But I know that my life can only be clenched by my fingers, and there must be no relaxation or slackness.

By the time I got down to the bottom of the mountain, I didn't have any strength left, so I sat down on the edge of a more gentle cliff. The sun had already set at the bottom of the mountain. The twilight mist in the mountains and forests is gradually spreading. It was about to get dark. I didn't dare to let myself rest longer, so I hurriedly began to descend the mountain. At this time, because it was almost close to the bottom of the mountain, there were some scattered pine trees on the edge of the cliff. This helped me a lot to get down the mountain. In order to be safe and fast, I grabbed the twigs of one tree with my hands and climbed down the other. In this way, it didn't take long for me to descend to the rock face about 100 meters from the bottom of the mountain. The rock face is so steep and smooth that there is hardly any place to climb or land.

I stopped again, grabbed a small tree, and looked down for a few moments before I set my back to the rock face for the most precipitous and crucial last stand. The rock face is so slippery that it is almost impossible for hands and feet to grasp and step on it. Therefore, every step is very difficult and dangerous, and you must be extremely careful. But, as I got down to the twenties, the things that worried and frightened me the most happened. When I was stepping on a rock crevice, because there was water in the rock crevice, the soles of my feet slipped, and my fingers were digging at the rock face, so I didn't need much force at all, so my body started to fall down against the rock face. I hurriedly tried to grasp it with my hands again, but my fingers were just scratching the rocky face, but I couldn't stop my body from falling rapidly. As I screamed in nightmarish terror, I rolled over on the rock face and fell straight from the air to the bottom of the mountain, nearly 100 meters away. I know I'm completely finished, and I'm completely broken.