Chapter 30: The Second Rain (I)

After leaving the grotto on the stone wall. We each adjust our mood. Continue into the depths of the canyon.

Because of the influence of stone carvings in the grottoes. We walked very carefully. Keep an eye out for every movement in the jungle. I am afraid that I will encounter an ambush set up by the Queen Mother of the West thousands of years ago.

However, as we go deeper. But nothing strange happened. Nothing happened all the way. Not even the other remnants of the Western Mother Country have been seen. Only the rainforest is getting denser. Intricately intertwined. Overwhelming. It was as if we were in a royal palace far away from the Queen Mother of the West. And not in the closer. Walk to the back. The eyes are spent. I feel only the tangled vines of the green sè everywhere. It's like walking through a bowl of dragon's whisker noodles with green mold.

That's when I realized what the concept of "jungle" was. The woods I passed through in Shandong and the Qinling Mountains were like tourism compared to here. Walk a kilometer over there. You may not be able to advance even a hundred meters here. It's just struggling. looked at Pan Zi's resolute face covered with sweat. I don't know how they survived the war back then.

Just keep moving forward. Until the woods are dark. The canyons on both sides became silhouette paintings. We didn't go much further.

There was no one in the ranks to speak. All that remained was the sound of wheezing and the sound of slapping mosquitoes.

The fat man walked away. Committed hysteria. Just hum a mountain song in front to refresh yourself. Sing why the flowers are so red.

"Why are the flowers so red? Why is it so red? Hey, it's red. The red ones are like burning fires. "He's a trail blazer. At the front of the line. His singing also refreshes us. You can't expect a stuffy oil bottle to do that.

But the fat man's singing is really ugly. Plus it's not a serious singing. Sounds like a conjuring.

Panzi couldn't listen to it anymore. I scolded that it was so hot here. Can't you sing something cooler?

The fat man said what do you know. This is the song of the visitors on the iceberg. I sang. I think of the glaciers of Changbai Mountain. It's kind of cooler.

Panzi said, can't you sing the white-haired girl? How direct. Also save the association.

The fat man said I cāo, you still ordered a song. You really think I'm a radio station. Sing what you want to hear. Lao Tzu sings to you to save face. Less fucking so many opinions.

I'm scolding. And there was thunder in the sky. Lightning flickered in the clouds. The wind also blew. Rain stars appeared in the air.

We all quieted down. Look up at the sky. Through the canopy. The clouds lit up. There seemed to be lightning in the clouds. The clouds were pressing down on the top of the canyon. A-Ning sighed. He said, "The road at night is biased and there is wind and rain." It seems that the Queen Mother of the West does not welcome us. We've suffered some of our sins tonight. ”

The fat man said, "Let's go down." It's better if it's raining. It's raining and cool. So stuffy. Your fat man, the eggs in my crotch are going to hatch chicks. ”

We couldn't help but laugh when we heard it. Pan Zi scolded: "Then you take care of your chicks." Don't wait for the thunderbolt to strike. ”

The voice did not fall. And the rain really came. At first it was a few rainbombs that hit us in the face. Before we could react. The pouring rain came. All of a sudden, it was as if the whole forest was quiet. Wan Mu was silent. Then there was a "boom". The whole canyon roared in an instant. Rainwater pumped in like a whip through the cracks in the canopy. Barely knocked us down.

We didn't expect the rain to be so hard. I was caught off guard. All of them are holding their heads and running around. Luckily we were at the bottom of the jungle. There are a lot of big trees around. The canopy is dense. There was a tree with a tangled canopy of vines. Under A-Ning's shouting. We climbed up to hide from the rain.

Everyone huddled together. It's like being fished out of soup. The fat man said I cāo, where the fuck is it raining. This is simply the dragon lord urinating on the top of our heads.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning lit up. illuminates the entire canyon. Look ahead with the lightning. On one side of the cliff, the rain has gathered into a large waterfall and poured down. The rainforest rolls in the dark. On either side is a huge curtain of water rushing down. It was like Moses' parting of the sea. Spectacular anomalous.