Chapter 42: The Ghost Town of Snake Swamp (Part I)
Two minutes later, Aning stopped breathing and died in my arms. There was a look of surprise on her pretty and unpredictable face in her messy short hair, and we surrounded her until she finally died and calmed down, as if time had frozen.
Suddenly, I felt like everything had stopped, my heart was so sad that I wanted to cry but couldn't cry, and my chest felt like something was choking.
It all happened so fast.
Although there were many dangers along the way, and I expected someone to have an accident, I never thought that this woman would die, and it would be so easy and so sudden. It happened without warning, and then the person who was still talking just now died like this. And it's really dead, we don't even have a chance to save it.
I didn't believe what was going on at first, thinking I was dreaming, how could this woman die? She is so strong, gorgeous and cunning, weak on the outside but strong as iron on the inside, although I don't like her, but I sincerely admire her. If I want to die, everyone here is better than me, and I should be the easiest to die.
But she did die, right in front of me, so easily, so really, casually.
I suddenly had a feeling of being beaten back to my original form, and every time and again, although it was dangerous, several of us broke through, and even in Qinling, I went out alone, and I barely came back alive. I once thought that after these things, people like us are already very powerful, with considerable experience, as long as a few of us are together, although there will be danger, but most of them can deal with it, even if we want to die, it should be the most dangerous place in the ancient tomb. But now, Aning died on a snake so easily. I suddenly realized that no, people are fragile animals, whether it is the stuffy oil bottle, Panzi, or me, in this kind of place, if you want to die, it is still death, no matter how good your skills are, no matter how rich your experience is, it is useless.
This is the law of reality, not the plot of a novel or a movie, as long as this kind of thing happens, we will all die, even if it is a stuffy oil bottle, if we stand on the edge of the waterfall, we must have died just now!
I looked up at the dense jungle in front of me, and I immediately felt great fear and despair. At that moment, I almost wanted to run away, not to do anything, to escape from this place.
At this time, the sky finally dawned, and the sun shone down from one side of the canyon, and all sides lit up, and the water in front of it was steaming, and the water curtain splashed by the waterfall formed a white mist shrouded in the sky over the dense rainforest.
The beauty is still there, but the beauty is gone.
Pan Zi is a person who sees through life and death, although he is also a pity at this time, but he is much more calm than us, but he was seriously injured, and he couldn't say much, so he said to us, this is an accident, although it is very sudden, we must also accept it, I don't know if there is a kind of snake of the same kind here, it is not suitable to stay for a long time, let's go, find a clean place and find a way.
I remembered that the stuffy oil bottle had just killed the cockscomb snake, and I felt a little more compassion in my heart, and turned my head to look at the snake corpse floating on the water, only to find that the corpse was gone. This snake is said to take revenge for killing things of the same kind, but it is endless, weird and abnormal, and it is indeed dangerous to stay here, thinking of A-Ning's tragic situation, I can't stay anymore.
I couldn't bear to leave A-Ning's body here for a while, so I picked it up, and the fat man helped Pan Zi, and a few people didn't dare to go into the jungle anymore, so they waded along the edge of the canyon and waded forward.
No one could talk, the fat man couldn't sing mountain songs, and I didn't even know why I was going forward. My mind went blank.
One foot deep, one foot shallow, I walked forward in a trance for more than ten minutes, but I couldn't find a dry place for us to rest. The rì head is getting higher and higher, the coolness of the heavy rain last night is gone, everyone has reached the limit, too tired, a night of running, fighting, climbing trees, death, escape, even the iron man has no strength, what's worse is that with the increase in temperature, the humidity here becomes very large, the fat man can't stand this the most, panting to death, and finally it becomes Panzi helping him.
When we were thinking about whether to bring it up and rest on the spot, suddenly there was a downward slope in the canyon in front of us, and the rain stream on the ground became very rapid, flowing down the slope, and we carefully waded down the stream, only down to the bottom of the slope, and saw the exit of the canyon appear in front of us.
The trees outside are sparse, all of them are a black swamp, more than 200 meters, and then slowly begin to thicken, and behind it is a large area of aquatic rainforest soaked in the swamp, all of which are not tall but extremely luxuriant aquatic trees, intertwined and unfathomable.