Walking up the riverbank, the murky water laps against the rocks, and the waves are loud.

"Godfather, are we sure we want to go upstream?" When I came to the edge of a cliff, I stopped, looked at the mountain in front of me, and asked.

The godfather pushed aside the grass in front of him, looked around and said with certainty: "Climb, trust my instincts." ”

I followed my godfather, and after a lot of effort, when I climbed to the top of the mountain sweating profusely, my godfather was looking around. I lay myself flat on the rock, facing the sky, enjoying the mountain breeze rushing over my whole body, and I felt so tired when I lay down.

"The mountains here are strong and straight, and if you want to talk about feng shui, this place should be the best in this area. Godfather praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Godfather, I guess your intuition is wrong this time. I questioned weakly: "It's not less than ten kilometers from here to Yang Qitian, is there a road nearby, how many tons of weight can the stone tablet be made?" ”

"You don't have to get it, just find a stonemason to get the local materials." My godfather took out a compressed biscuit from his bag and threw it to me, pointed to the stones all over the mountain and analyzed, have you noticed that the material of the stones around here is very similar to the Baozi Monument?

I was stunned for a moment after hearing this, as if there was really a little truth, but after thinking about it, I argued again: "Then how did the great-ancestor of the villagers who bought tofu get the stone tablet back?" You must know that he is only a small peasant, and it is impossible to use too much manpower and material resources in a big way. ”

The godfather took a bite of the dry food in his hand and pondered: "There should be a way to this, but I haven't thought of it yet." Then he said, "It's going to get dark soon, take a break and set up camp as soon as possible." ”

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the rumbling thunder. When I got up, I saw that it was pouring rain outside the tent. The godfather had also gotten up at this time, and he touched my tent against the rain pillar and said loudly, "Hurry up and pack your things, something is wrong." Before the words fell, a thunderbolt fell nearby, causing my eardrums to buzz.

At this time, the godfather shouted again: "We can't stay here, the top of the mountain is a minefield, we have to run down the mountain." There was anxiety in his voice.

Being in a minefield felt horrible, I felt my hair stand on end, and I heard a slight popping sound in my ears from time to time.

I didn't want to be killed by lightning on this mountain for no reason, so I came back to my senses and quickly put on my headlamp and ran out of the tent. The thunder grew denser, lightning flashed around me from time to time, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and in just a few seconds I was drenched all over.

Packing our backpacks haphazardly, we braved the heavy rain and dragged down the hill on the other side, the raindrops under our feet kept gathering, and after a while, the ground was full of water. The yellow mud reached his knees, making the descent extremely difficult.

The godfather suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly said, "It's not good, go around the ditch and be careful of the torrent." As soon as I finished speaking, a torrent mixed with mud rushed down, and my godfather pushed me so hard that I stumbled to the side, and I could only hold on to a tree root to stabilize my body. Looking back, the godfather was carried down by the torrent, and soon disappeared.

"Godfather. I cried out in a heart-rending voice, but the sound was instantly drowned out in the rolling torrent. Ignoring the pain of the roots of the tree, I struggled to crawl out of the ditch and stumbled downstream into the floodwater.

No one can replace my feelings for my godfather, and after a few years of getting along, he has cared for and taught me like a father and brother, and has made the two of us who are not related by blood regard each other as more important than our own lives. The wet liquid kept running down my cheeks, and I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.

Finally, when I reached a relatively gentle slope, the flood suddenly disappeared, and by the strong afterglow of lightning, I saw a huge sinkhole next to the bushes in front of me, and the water had flowed into the hole when it had reached it.

I groped around the cave for a while, and found that the sinkhole was very large, much larger than the water of the mountain torrent. As soon as I touched my backpack and secretly rejoiced that the climbing rope was in my bag, a bold idea was born in my mind.

I poured out all the contents of my backpack and spread them on the floor, picked out a folding knife and a lighter and put them in my pocket, and left nothing else, but found a big tree around the sinkhole, tied the climbing rope firmly to it, and carefully put the rope into the hole.

"I can't do that much" I took a deep breath and slid down the rope into the hole.

After about thirty meters of descent, the rope was not enough, and I looked around by the light of the headlamp, and found that there was a slope that was just not far from the water, and I estimated that it was only five or six meters high from me, so I controlled my body and swung in that direction as much as possible.

Once, twice, and finally, the swing was barely enough to reach the top of the slope, and I seized the opportunity to let go, and the whole person fell on the slope.

When I reached the slope, I didn't care about the pain on my body, and searched around, the inside was very wide, but the water flow was much calmer, and I looked closely and found that it was an underground river.

While checking the terrain, I felt downstream along the underground river. I don't know that the dark river has existed for tens of thousands of years, there are a lot of strange-shaped stalactites distributed on the top of the cave, and there are many curves, after turning a few bays, the river in front of me has become spacious, I went down to try, the depth of the water is up to the chest, the spirit suddenly lifted a lot, and a lot of hope has sprung up, thinking that as long as the godfather is not fainting to death, it should not be too dangerous in such a current.

As I walked, I suddenly felt a cold feeling under my feet, and I felt soft, and I couldn't stop squirming. When I bent down, I stepped on a snake more than a meter long, and I was so frightened that I jumped to the side, for fear that I would be bitten by it. The snake didn't attack me, but writhed and crawled quickly into the crack in the stone on the side.

After a false alarm, I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was a small snake, probably also washed in by the flood in the mountains.

I quickly walked over to take a look, and sure enough, it was really my godfather, I saw him lying on the ground with his mountaineering bag on his pillow, and half of his body was still soaked in the water. I couldn't control it anymore and choked up and pounced.

"Oops, get up, it's crushing me." The godfather grinned.

I ignored him, everything that happened just now was like a long parting for me, I was afraid that my godfather would leave me again, and I still hugged him, my nose twitched from time to time.

The godfather took off my headlamp, looked at my face for a few seconds, and asked softly, "Crying?" ”

I reached out and wiped my tears, stubbornly shaking my head.

The godfather looked around and asked, "Why did you fall off too?" ”

I told him what had just happened, and after listening to it, my godfather fell into a short silence.

"Silly boy," he said reproachfully, "you've really grown up." There was love in his tone.