"Let's go, I'll come in when the equipment comes." I looked at the old horse and felt a little nervous.

The old horse nodded, and I glanced up at the hill above, now that we knew the location, with the rope we no longer had to rely on the vines, and we could just come down from here.

But now that we have to go back the way we came, I can't tell whether I was depressed or relaxed in my heart, and I should be happy to have finally found this place after a lot of hardship, but I can't help but be afraid at the thought of my great-grandfather who died inside.

The old horse turned his head and glanced at me: "Daze, don't be afraid, you have to enter horizontally and vertically, and it is the same if you are afraid to enter and not afraid to enter." ”

Is my fear so obvious?

I smiled bitterly in my heart, but the words of the old horse made me very useful, I belong to the kind of people who eat soft and not hard, the more I provoke me, the more I want to go, so kind words to comfort me I will become emotional.

The way back didn't make it easier to walk because we found the entrance, and when we got to the bottom of the vine, the time was half past one.

"Strange, why is it gone?" The old horse's voice was a little flustered.

"What?" I stepped forward from behind the old horse and stood side by side with him.

"Why are your clothes gone?!"

I was shocked, and hurried to see the branch on which we had hung our coats, which was already empty.

My cold sweat broke out, and the torn coat was inconvenient to hold, so we hung on a small tree growing on the cliff face, but now it was gone.

There was not even a hint of wind in this valley, and although the coat was thin, it was not so light that it would blow away with a little wind, not to mention that there was no wind here at all.

It's hot, but I just feel a chill behind me, is it that someone has been following us and taking my coat?

That's not right, this coat has rotted like this, it is impossible to wear it, what is the use of him taking it?

Is it just to keep us from going back?

The more I thought about it, the more terrifying I felt, not because the coat was gone, but because someone was following us all the time, and we didn't notice it at all.

Lao Ma seemed to have guessed my thoughts, and swallowed his saliva: "Daze, no, if someone really wants to harm us, we don't know anyway, he can just do it, what are you doing with this?" The two of us are big people, and there is a way to get up after all. ”

I settled down a little bit, Lao Ma was right, and we are both unrelated and unprovoked now, and we have not offended anyone, who would use such a boring method to harm us.

But where exactly did the coat go? We looked around, and there was no shadow of our coats as far as we could see.

I suppressed the fear in my heart, and the anger rushed up, even if someone really wants to harm us, the person who can secretly make us bad in this way must be afraid of us in his heart, as long as he is afraid, we have nothing to fear.

But now it became a problem to go up, and we knew how slippery the moss was on the mountain wall, and the vines were so tricky, that we were afraid that we would have to lose a layer of skin.

"I'll try it with a bag."

I opened my backpack, poured out all the contents, and grabbed the vines through the fabric, but after a few tries, it didn't work.

The fabric of the backpack was thick enough, but it was slippery, and I couldn't hold on to it no matter how hard I tried.

"Nope."

I sighed and picked everything back into my bag, the clothes on our bodies were fine, but they couldn't go up or down, and the whole body must be leaning against the vines, otherwise the slippery ones wouldn't go up at all.

The old horse was obviously angry: "Otherwise, let's go up one by one, I'll take off my clothes for you first, and then you go up and take off yours too, throw down the two pieces one by one, and I can't just wear you and climb up." ”

It was a good idea, but when he went down the mountain, old Marco had no clothes to wear, and I looked at him hesitantly: "I'll wait below." ”

"Come on, it's just you, you can't feed the mosquitoes down?"

The old horse said, neatly took off the T-shirt on his body to me, I didn't refuse, silently thanked in my heart, tore the clothes in half in the old way, wrapped the two arms and hands firmly, grabbed the vine and jumped, and wrapped my legs tightly.

I climbed up a little bit, and I felt that my posture was clumsy, and it was too difficult for me to go straight up and down, and no one cared if it looked good or not.

I looked down at the old horse: "Be careful, maybe the one who took my coat is still there." ”

The old horse said "um", and I raised my head and climbed up with all my strength.

Although I grew up in the countryside, I had never climbed a tree, and it was the first time I had climbed a vine, and the process of defying gravity was really miserable, and the strength of my arms, legs, torso, every part had to be exerted to the extreme, and I felt like I was about to die, and I saw that I had climbed less than a third of it.

My face must be as swollen as Guan Gong now, the old horse has not moved below, and I didn't dare to look down, so I shouted: "Old horse, are you there?" ”

"Yes."

When the old horse's voice came, I felt like I had taken a reassuring pill.

Climbing vines is really one of the most difficult experiences in my life, when I am still more than ten meters away from the top of the mountain, I feel that my whole body is trembling, my arms have no strength, my head is blank, and I even want to let go directly, even if I fall down and die, it is easier than now.

"Osawa, come on!"

The old horse's voice came from afar, and my spirit was shocked, and my mind cleared a little, and I had such a terrible thought in my heart, if the old horse saw my flesh and blood falling in front of him, he would definitely laugh at me for not even climbing a vine.

Suddenly, I felt that I had the strength in my hands again, and the speed of climbing was much faster than just now, and I was going to suffer this knife after all, so it was better to hurry up and suffer less sin.

By the time I reached the top of the mountain, I really couldn't squeeze out the slightest strength, and I sat on the edge of the valley, and I didn't even have the strength to raise my hands and undress.

"Old horse—" I cried out into the valley.

"Hey—"

Hearing this response, I was finally able to put my mind at ease, and quickly untied the clothes wrapped around my arms, took off my T-shirt, picked up these pieces of cloth and shook off the fluff on them, and threw them together.

I saw the old horse pick up the baggage and quickly equip it, he climbed the vine very quickly, and his posture was very graceful, which was completely different from me.

I looked at my watch, it was already 2:40, and I had been climbing for more than an hour.

It took less than forty minutes for the old horse to climb up, and he sat on the edge of the valley panting, looking at me and smiling bitterly, and he had no strength.

We drank all the rest of the water and sat on the top of the mountain for half an hour, even if the way down the mountain was difficult, there was nothing more difficult in the world than climbing a vine.

However, the road had to be walked, and we couldn't camp on the top of the mountain, so the old horse gave me back my T-shirt and put his bag on his back, and in his words, it was good to have a block.

By the time we staggered out of the cotton field, it was close to half past nine, but fortunately there was a flashlight today, and it was much easier to go down the mountain, and the bottle of insecticide was sprayed by me as I walked, and I felt that there was not much left.

"Osawa, look ......"

The old horse suddenly turned off the flashlight, lowered his voice and called me.

I looked in the direction that the old horse was pointing to, and saw a black slender figure walking east along the main road.

It's the woman in black!

Why did she come out at this time again, what the hell was she going to do?

I felt like I was about to explode with curiosity, and the old horse obviously couldn't hold back, and pointed at the woman and pouted, knowing that he was asking me if I wanted to follow, so I nodded without hesitation.

The cicadas around us were noisy, but we both didn't even consciously slow down our breathing, and for some reason, I thought that if we made a little noise, this woman would find out.

It wasn't a good place to follow, the surrounding fields were lower than the road, so we just hid on the edge of the cotton field, bending over and following her carefully.

We didn't dare to get too close, we could only see her back, she walked very steadily, her steps were so light that she could hardly hear any sound.

The road ahead was pitch black, but this woman didn't even bring a flashlight, and I would have been terrified if I had changed, but she didn't seem to feel fear.

Before we knew it, we had followed for more than a mile, and the terrain was gradually rising, and the field was coming to an end, and in front of us was the hill we had passed through, and there would be a small turn in the road.

The woman had reached the highest point of the road, and seeing her figure gradually sinking, we hurriedly got out of the cotton field, and walked a few steps along the mountain bag, and when we reached the highest point, and wanted to look down, I felt very flustered in my heart, and grabbed the old horse.

The old horse looked at me suspiciously, I don't know why I just felt that it was inappropriate, but I couldn't explain why.

I pulled a handful of grass in front of me and quietly poked out half of my head.

I almost didn't scream at this sight, but the woman turned around at some point, staring straight in our direction.

I retracted my head as fast as I could, but my heart was pounding, and I thought the woman must have seen me, even though I was only showing up for a moment.

The old horse also wanted to stretch out his head to look, so I quickly grabbed him and shook his head desperately, only to see the old horse's regretful expression.

Now that it has been discovered, there is nothing to follow, and the old horse raised his hand to signal us to go back, but I still had a trace of luck.

I just covered my head with grass and only showed half of my eyes, and the woman might not have really seen me, not to mention, if a normal person noticed that someone was following me halfway, they would either run forward quickly or come back uncertainly to see the situation, but now there was still silence around me.

I had the courage to poke my head out again, but I was not so apprehensive in my heart, if I was really discovered, I might as well go out and say hello generously.