Chapter 17: Entering the Bat Cave
Lao Pi bent down and picked up some sheep dung eggs, rubbed them in his hand twice, put them under his nose and sniffed them, and said to Wang Ling: "Fourth brother, this sheep dung egg is not fresh, it looks like it has been a long time, and this is all dry." ”
"And what do you mean?" Wang Ling said: "It's dark now, and we are not familiar with it, why don't we wait until dawn?" ”
"It's the same with dawn," said the poet, "and I don't think there will be any light here, and I'm wondering if we should go in and have a look, and if we really find the sheep, Lao Xing won't do anything to us." "In the end, they still know how to do it, if they do too much on other people's land, they will be enemies of the people on the whole island, and then the rest of the life will be difficult.
"Let's go in and take a look, let's be honest, I'm a little unsure." Lao Pi tore his undershirt and tied it up while collecting firewood, only the torch made in this way can stand the burning, but don't believe that in the TV series, a wooden stick is used as lighting, that thing is not useful at all. So, he was shirtless, and each of the three of them had a torch in his hand, and the opening of the cave was not high, and he had to bend down to touch it, and a strong smell of sheep suddenly came to his face.
If this smell had been placed in normal times, it would have made people frown, but there was nothing more intimate to them at the moment. The three of them looked at each other and smiled, thinking that this is really a blind cat touching a dead mouse, and they are going to get rich!
Although the opening is low, the space inside the cave is gradually increasing, and perhaps a long time ago, the beach outside was bare, because of the erosion of the sea to create this isolated space. After walking only ten meters inside, Wang Ling suddenly heard some "sparse lala" sounds around him, and there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark, and the more he walked inside, the more he felt that his feet were a little slimy, and the smell of sheep began to mix with another smell to spread here.
Probably a little uncomfortable by the smell, the old skin didn't hold back for a while, and coughed dryly. It was terrible, a cough echoing through the empty underground cavern was enough to make it wrap around its head several times. "Whew" came suddenly, scaring the three of them into squatting, this inexplicable place made an inexplicable sound, everyone will have this instinct. After squatting on the ground for a while, Lao Pi saw that there was no movement, so he pulled the two of them to stand up, and only felt that a strong wind blew above his head in an instant, and then a large black thing pounced on his head and face......
After the first gust of "wind", I only knew that I was waving around with a torch, but I also hit something unconsciously, and when I rested and looked down, there were already four or five black things lying on the ground, the size of a basin, although they were knocked to the ground, but in the face of the fire, the thing was still "squeaking" at the people. The thing had a mouth that resembled that of a pig, with fangs and triangular ears, unusually sharp claws, and a black skin between the limbs and torso.
"Bats!" Lao Pi also gasped, he protected the two of them from their shoulders and took off the rod five or six halves in his hand and said: "Two, I have never seen such a big bat, I heard that when the expeditionary force went to Burma, they were fighting guerrillas in the jungle, and when the supplies could not keep up, they would shoot bats to eat, and a bat could stew a meal for a class of people." ”
Seeing the hideous appearance of the bat, the poet immediately felt frightened, and kept looking at the top of his head and said: "Why don't we withdraw, look at the teeth of this thing, could it be the rumored vampire bat," he gestured with his hand, "Such a big man estimates that I alone can just provide them with a ......"
"It's really unproductive." Lao Pi began to tremble when he spoke, and he held the torch twice and said: "This beast is afraid of fire and light, we have guns and torches and are afraid of a ball, when you came to this island, you wore that green skin and rolled up a trouser leg, and when you stepped on this land, you began to chant poetry, I thought you were here to rule the world, don't be too embarrassed to us young people?" ”
The size of this bat is indeed too large, with a wingspan of nearly two meters, which is not seen in inland areas. But Lao Pi is not wrong, in some Southeast Asian islands, this kind of giant bat is not very rare, some of them live on fruits, some by sucking animal blood, and even more by hunting to eat meat and bones, with such a size, it should not be too difficult to hold a child of seven or eight years old. Those pair of fangs and sharp claws, if they were to be hit in the head, it would be no problem to tear off a layer of scalp.
But I don't know if it's because these bats are too huge, so it doesn't seem to be very numerous, and with the rush out just now, there was no movement for a while, so Wang Ling also agreed to continue the search. After walking a few steps, the poet reminded them of a word, and he said: "I don't think something is right, we have been on the island for a while, how come we have never seen such a big bat fly at night?" ”
"Stupid," Lao Pi laughed, "This thing is silent, we lie down and sleep when we are tired, this guy is the master who only goes out at night, just the opposite of our work and rest time, no one has ever cared." ”
"That's not either," the poet insisted, "in my hometown there are bats that come out in the summer, and I often encounter them, and this big man is too obvious, do you think that this bat also knows that the boundary on the mountain bag never flies over?" ”
"I'm always scared of myself when I'm fine," Lao Pi continued to observe while looking up: "Go back and find someone to verify, but I care about what this thing eats, it shouldn't be eating insects, I heard that this thing is big enough to suck blood and eat meat......"
"Vampire?" Wang Ling remembered a picture in his mind, they had gone to the little lamb lying in the strange cemetery......
"Brothers," Wang Ling pulled the arms of the two and said, "Something is wrong, I think we should retreat now, there will be no sheep here, let's go deep enough, sheep are not animals that live in the dark, they have to eat grass and don't live in such a place." I think there is only one possibility why there is a sheep smell, those sheep were caught here and then eaten! ”
"Eat sheep?" Lao Pi said with some disbelief: "Fourth brother, you are nervous," he looked at Wang Ling's nervous appearance, slowly stiffened his body and said, "You shouldn't mean that the little lamb outside is ......?"
The two of them really thought of being together at this moment, Wang Ling nodded at the old skin, the latter's face turned white all of a sudden, looking at the two of them talking about a look of you know and I understand, but the poet was a little anxious and said: "Oh, if those bats really eat the sheep, we can go back and have an explanation, don't ink here!" ”
Wang Ling smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid it's too late to go back, let's underestimate these things......"
"What do you mean?"
Lao Pi took over the conversation and said to the poet: "Lao Wang means that those bats have played a trick for us, called luring the enemy deep, this is a typical guerrilla warfare, first use a small force to anesthetize the enemy, wait until the enemy relaxes his vigilance to chase and kill, and then occupy the favorable terrain to attack a bag of dumplings. I ask you, poet, is there a difference between man and sheep in the eyes of the beast? ”
"Yes, of course there are ......" The poet still wanted to defend something, but Lao Pi shook his head and said: "There is no difference, it's just a meal of meat, it's not better than the city, there are fewer people, now I understand why Lao Xing didn't let us in, but I just can't understand, why don't these bats simply kill the mountain, where our farm has appetizers, why bother us a few thin young people." ”
"Don't care about these for now," Wang Ling said: "I have a kind of ability to predict bad things, the old people say that this is called yin and yang eyes, I can look before and after, and I don't know if this time is accurate, maybe it's unfounded and worrying, let's slowly retreat and talk about it." ”
"I know, I know, it's called a sixth sense, it's called intuition." The poet was timid, and as soon as he heard that this was the scene, he was eager to step on the hot wheels and turn into a puff of green smoke, but the two of them did not move, and he did not dare to move easily.
"I'll see if I try." Lao Pi took a step forward, picked up the five or six halves in his hand and fired a shot diagonally into the distance, and this shot was fired over, and suddenly there was a very explosive sound in the darkness. The sparks from the bullets splashing into the rocks were accompanied by a chaotic flutter of "hula, hula", and sure enough, their guess was justified!
After the gunshots, instead of a tidal wave of huge bats as they had imagined, the cave returned to its previous silence after the noise. It's just that this silence is a little scary, deep in an isolated and desperate situation, surrounded by countless pairs of eyes watching you in the dark, does it mean that these bats have no hostility towards them at all?
In order to prove this suspicion, Wang Ling decided to make an attempt himself, and he took the torch and left the two of them alone in the direction of the entrance, which he remembered would not exceed thirty meters at most. About five or six paces away, he heard a commotion overhead, and the restless men in the darkness began to shake their wings, and he paused to look behind him, and the owners of the two torches were also looking nervously at him. As soon as he was halfway through this step, there was a loud "bang" overhead, and the shadows of the commotion could be faintly discerned in the darkness and began to rush towards him like half of an arrow from the string......