I don't know what's wrong with me, why I suddenly want to talk to her, I should have guessed that she wouldn't pay attention to me, but I still said it without thinking, and it was so childish and boring.

People will always regret that they didn't play well enough in two things, one is confession, and the other is quarreling.

When I think of this, my face is feverish, I definitely don't want to quarrel with her, do I want to confess? How could it be, I was only seeing her for the second time.

"What's wrong, Daze, love at first sight?" The old horse smiled improperly.

This guy is getting more and more, and I rolled my eyes: "Zhong fart." ”

"I didn't say anything, I was annoyed and angry."

Even the idiom was used, and I felt the fire in my heart rush up: "Shut your mouth and no one will treat you as dumb." ”

The old horse made a zipper gesture to his lips, and I glared at him, walked into the cotton field, and followed the road of yesterday towards the mountain.

Walking through once is different, I feel my whole body aches when I walk slowly, but now I feel less sore after exercising a lot, the sky has turned white, and there is a slight white mist floating in the woods, which is very quiet.

I don't know if it's because of the heavy moisture or the cold, or maybe the insecticide on my clothes has an effect, I didn't suffer from mosquito attacks anymore, and the whole mountain seemed to sleep, and there was only the wheezing sound of the old horse behind me.

The mud was still damp, but it was a little better than yesterday, and I felt that the trip had been exceptionally smooth, and by the time the sun showed its face, we had already crossed the most difficult part of the road, less than half the way to the top.

The rest of the journey went so smoothly that I didn't slip once, and by the time we reached the top of the mountain, the hands of the watch pointed to 7:40, which was nearly an hour less than yesterday.

The sun shone warmly on us, and the birdsong and insect chirping in the mountain gradually increased, as if the whole mountain suddenly came to life.

We came to the valley of yesterday, the valley is very steep, and the angle is at least 70 degrees or more, and it is a dream to go straight down.

As I observed yesterday, this is the gentlest part of the valley, the terrain is relatively low, and the most important thing is that the vegetation here is a little sparse, and the slopes are covered with green vines, which extend to the groves at the bottom of the valley.

I estimated that it was at least sixty or seventy meters to the bottom of the valley.

"Let's go from here, we don't have a rope now, so we can only use this."

The old horse nodded, and I stretched out my hand to see if the vine was strong, but I felt like I had been pricked by a row of needles and was electrocuted, and I retracted my hand suddenly.

"Holy!"

I felt the sweat on my face come out instantly, and the old horse was startled, and he broke my hand, only to see that my hand was a pale green fine fluff, like a small thorn of a cactus, densely covered with palms.

"What the is this......"

I watched as my right hand swollen, and the old horse quickly took out the water from my backpack and was about to rush at my palm.

I blocked it: "This is drink, let's only have two bottles in total!" ”

The old horse pulled my hand over: "A bottle has to be washed, you know if this is poisonous, if you die here, I can't pull it back." ”

The strength of the old horse is surprisingly strong, I can't resist him, I can only be rushed by him, the fluff on my hand is washed off, but the palm is still red and swollen, hot and painful.

It was really a disadvantage, and my enthusiasm was poured with cold water, and I only felt that the valley in front of me was like the big mouth of a giant beast, waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net.

"Thankfully, it's today," said the old horse, suddenly, "what if it's the day I'm really going to go?" ”

I suddenly felt that it was not so bad to be pricked, I took a closer look at the vine, and saw that it was full of fluffy barbs.

Unfortunately, we don't have a rope now, and if we want to go down, we have to rely on it, so I take off my coat, fold it under my hand, and pull it again.

There was only one coat, and I looked at the old horse, took out a nail clipper from my bag, cut a notch with force, and tore it into four pieces.

"Let's go, if you don't pay me my clothes down here." I said angrily.

Old Ma Le looked at me hesitantly: "I promise that I will not compensate you for ten pieces." ”

We both pulled a vine, pushed the soles of our shoes against the mountain wall, and stretched our arms as straight as we could, both wearing short sleeves now, and it was no joke to run into them.

The vines were covered with wet moss, the soles of our shoes were slippery, and the clothes on our hands were far from being effective, almost at a roller coaster speed, I was already a little afraid of heights, and now I was completely closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, if I screamed like a woman, I would definitely be laughed to death by the old horse.

Almost in the blink of an eye, we slipped into the tree, and I couldn't even brake, but I heard the sound of branches and leaves behind me, and I don't know how many branches and leaves we crushed this tree.

The lush vegetation blocked the sunlight, and the top of my head suddenly darkened, but I felt my hand loosen and lose my grip, followed by a "bang", and I fell to the ground on my back, and the side of my face was scratched by the grass.

The vine actually came to an end three or four meters above the ground, and I only had one sentence in my heart at this time, and I felt a terrible pain in my back.

Luckily, there was soft dirt and thick weeds down there, and there were branches on top to cushion me, otherwise I would have smashed my guts to pieces.

"Daze, you're okay, don't scare me!" The old horse came running from the side.

Damn/yes, why is this luck so good, why does the vine he picked grow to the end?

I was so angry that I didn't feel any pain in my back, so I sat up suddenly, and the old horse was relieved to see that I was okay, and raised his hand to pat the grass clippings on my back.

", you tap!"

As soon as the old horse's hand came up, I felt like I had been slapped with iron sand, and it was good not to touch it behind my back, but it hurt to death if I touched it lightly.

The old horse lifted my T-shirt and took a look: "What's the matter, it's a bruise, you move to see, don't hurt the bones." ”

I can sit up with a rub, and my bones should be fine, but the bruises hurt.

I'm so depressed, the old horse's luck is really not covered, thinking that my eyes fell on his neck, could it be that these blinding plastic things are really useful?

The old horse stretched out his hand and pulled me up, and each of us picked up a handy branch and took it, and walked along the cliff wall while pulling the grass in front of us.

No matter how dense the woods are outside, there are people walking on them, but no one has set foot here, and it is better to take something to open the way where there is no road, if you walk blindly on your own, you are likely to be attacked by snakes.

This is all thanks to my internship experience in college, and for some reason, my father is very interested in geology, so he also wanted me to choose geology.

During college, the school organized an internship, and we usually went to class, but that internship was a real internship to go to the field.

That was the time, one of my classmates was walking in the grass and struck a spearhead pit pit tree, but fortunately it was a common place for spearhead pit attacks, and there was serum in the nearby hospital, otherwise I would have to give an account for my life there.

I still remember the appearance of his poisonous hair clearly, so I have an extra habit of walking in the wild, and the formation of good habits really requires a lesson in blood.

The road is very difficult to walk, there is a lot of water on the cliff side, the feet are full of mud, and the soles of the shoes are stained with a thick layer after a few steps, and the weight is almost to fall down, and we have to clean it up after walking more than ten meters.

The old horse walked while looking into the valley, the length and width of this place is only a few hundred meters, there should be no large animals, but a few hundred meters is not long, but the area is not small, we walk like this, it is difficult to find the entrance to the cemetery.

I looked at my watch, it was almost nine o'clock, but we had walked at most 200 meters, and we were still very tired.

"Old horse, can you do it, is it really here? Do you need to go inside? I asked, rubbing the mud from the soles of my shoes on the cliff wall.

The old horse gasped: "It must be here, I think the entrance should be on the stone here, don't forget that this place is close to the Yangtze River, the groundwater is not very deep, the tomb may rely on the water, but it is unlikely to be built directly under the water, this valley is full of mud, if I definitely don't build here." ”

Lao Ma said very reasonable, to build a tomb must be to find a stable place, most of the valley is the mud and sand produced by the rock layer peeling, it is indeed not a good place, and it is the tomb of the Spring and Autumn Period, it is difficult to transport stone outside, and it is very possible to take local materials.

We walked along the cliff wall, and after about two hours, we finally saw a weed-covered hole in the stone wall.

Looking at the black hole, my heart jumped wildly, and the painful and distorted face of my father's death resurfaced in front of me, and now, all I have to do is to take out the piece of jade that has harmed generations after generations.

The old horse bent down, stretched out his head to look at the entrance of the cave, touched it, and stood up excitedly: "It must be here!" This is a thief hole, and it is full of fire-roasted slime, which must have been left by your ancestors! ”

I also stretched out my head to take a look, the clay in the cave is obviously different from the soil nearby, it should be brought by the ancestors when they came, the thief hole is very smooth, and it has not collapsed for nearly 700 years now, so it can be seen that it has worked hard.

I can't imagine how much effort my ancestors put into doing all this, my family has not done tomb robbery in the past generations, it must have invited a master, the Taoist priest said that the suppression effect can not be determined for how long, they will rob the hole so strongly, just so that the younger generations can one day go in and take out the jade.

It's a pity that I don't know what happened in the tomb over the years, my great-grandfather actually folded inside, and the tomb has entered the yang energy, so it stands to reason that the corpse will not be raised.