Volume 2 Xia He Chapter 57 Tiankeng (3)

I have also heard that the Broken Head Cliff is far away from our village, and it does not seem to belong to the jurisdiction of our three-arch bridge district. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info is like the Longyan Cave, it is also an extremely terrifying and mysterious place, there is no human population within a radius of more than ten miles, it is said that there is a Broken Soul Valley under the Broken Head Cliff, that area is shrouded in dense fog all year round, and people and animals dare not approach. Even the most daring mountaineers (hunters) and potters have avoided them, and very few have ever been.

I said in disbelief: "The Broken Head Cliff is dozens of miles away from our Xinghua Village, and we didn't seem to have gone far when we came in from the Longyan Cave, how could we get to the Broken Head Cliff?" ā€

Yang Shigong explained: "There are indeed dozens of miles from outside the mountain to the cliff, which is to go over the mountains and mountains and go around in circles, as the so-called seeing the house to cry, but from the ground through it is not too far, maybe only ten miles or even closer, this is nothing impossible." Oh yes, this comrade is very raw, I'm also old and confused, I've been here for so long, and I haven't asked you for your name! ā€

Master Yang explained to me at first, and finally turned to Director Kuang. Director Kuang said: "My surname is Kuang, my name is Kuang Zongjin, I work at the Sangongqiao District Police Station, you can call me Xiao Kuang." ā€

Uncle Liang interjected: "Xiao Kuang was only transferred to the Sangongqiao Police Station as the director last year, and his father and I are old comrades-in-arms and old colleagues. ā€

"It turned out to be a leader, but it was disrespectful, don't be surprised. & amp ; amp ; quot ; Master Yang snorted, turned his head and asked Uncle Liang, "When did you accept disciples?" It's good to accept Xianghong from a prosperous family, why did you accept Pickup as an apprentice? ā€

Uncle Liang smiled and said, "This matter is a long story, so I'll tell you later." ā€

Liu Yingguo answered: "Fan Liang has accepted two good apprentices, don't you see it at all, although the pick-up people are like this, the kung fu is real, and I am afraid that I can fight with you." The red man is even more powerful, he is no worse than you! It's been two years since you left the village, and in the past two years, a lot of things have happened in the village, and it's not peaceful at all. In the last year alone, more than a dozen people have died in the village, including my father and my grandfather, which is enough to surprise you! ļ¼Œā€

"What? Are the two old people in your family gone? ā€

"Both of my family are old, it's not like that, in the spring of this year, Zeng Chenggong and Tan Xiaojuan were dug to death by Liu Fatzi with a hoe in the lion's den, that is unexpected."

"Huh?"

"I'll tell you something even more surprising, now that the drunkards in the village have replaced you, your fame is no less than yours, didn't you expect this?"

"Drunkard? Li Chaokuan? He?? Master Yang was really surprised.

"But whenever a drunkard encounters a difficult situation, he always secretly asks Xianghong for help, which you can't even imagine, right? What kind of mandrill that plagued the village and harmed you, was destroyed by him, do you want to know this? ā€

"Ahh This??? ā€

Master Yang stood up suddenly, stared at me in surprise, and I said to him a little embarrassed: "Don't listen to Secretary Liu's nonsense, I won't know much, drunkard, no, it's Chao Kuan's father, he has taught me a lot of things." Besides, the destruction of the mandrill was a joint effort between me and Chao Kuan's father, and it was not my own work. ā€

I'm telling the truth. Master Yang opened his mouth, his face full of disbelief.

"Did you see the big toad that picked up and hugged my sister? That's the red lady invited from the temple of Mr. Wu on the three-arch bridge, and asked it to help find the pick-up, without it to guide the way, do you think we can find this place?? ā€

Liu Yingguo gushed endlessly, and Yang Shigong was even more surprised. I was stunned for a while, and then I gradually came back to my senses, and when I saw him throw away his hand to me, I jumped up in a panic. Uncle Liang said unhappily: "Old Yang, what are you doing here? He's a junior, how can he afford your courtesy? ā€

Yang Shi said fairly: "The ancients said: the Tao exists, the teacher exists. Youyun: There is no order to learn, and the master is the teacher! Meng Xianghong has such a skill at a young age, how can she not be respected by me? I respect him for his profoundness, what's wrong with that? ā€

After speaking, he bowed down again, Uncle Liang shook his head with a smile and ignored it again. I didn't expect him to be like this, so I hurriedly helped him, and before I could speak, he continued: "Xianghong, you didn't understand anything when the mandrill teased you the year before last, and you learned such skills in just two years, which master are you worshipping as your teacher?" I have lived to be more than 70 years old, so how come I have never heard of such a cultivator in my neighborhood? ā€

This is the question I don't want to answer the most, and while I was groaning, Uncle Liang said: "Old Yang, don't ask questions, he taught him a senior master, and told him not to leak it, didn't you make him embarrassed by the roots?" ļ¼Œā€

Master Yang sighed, a little lost, and then returned to normal, smiled at me, changed the topic, kept asking Liu Yingguo and Uncle Liang about the situation of his family, and finally asked about the major events that had happened in the village in the past two years.

I'm not interested in hearing them talk about the past.

Maybe it was a day of climbing the mountain and drilling a hole and finally jumping into the pool, the physical exertion was too great, and the mental tension was high, I felt a little tired, and lay down on the rocks covered with dead grass in the cave, listening to the not very real rumbling sound, and soon fell asleep.

This sleep was very sweet, and I had no dreams until the next morning, when I was woken up by Pick-up.

I sat up in a daze, wondering whether I was at school or at home for a moment, and I was completely awake after a moment of confusion, remembering that I was sleeping in a cave.

I looked around, Uncle Liang and the others were not in the cave, they must have gone outside a long time ago. I stood up and yawned, rubbed my eyes, and pulled out of the hole as I picked up.

He asked me to get up and practice boxing with him. Since he arrived in Xinghua Village, as long as I returned home, I had to practice with him. He's got a lot of skill, he's powerful, I'm not an opponent yet, and I'm at a loss every time. But I'm willing to suffer, since practicing with him, I feel that I have made a lot of progress, from the first can only support three or five moves and can't get close at all, to now I can entangle with him for twenty or thirty moves, and occasionally let him take three punches and two kicks.

Standing on the grass in front of the entrance to the cave, I looked up at the sky, and all I could see was a large gray disc with a burly edge, no sunlight, and another cloudy day. Thinking that it should be the north wind blowing and cold outside, the old man who is okay is probably going to sit in the fire hall to roast the fire, and I only wear two clothes inside, but I don't feel cold.

We turned the stone wall, the rumbling sound of the water was immediately much clearer, the dark river water on the cliff flew down like a dragon, and the splashes splashed everywhere, forming a large water mist, the water vapor was pervasive, cool and moist, and the breath could be heard.

I stood on the edge of the rock wall and looked at the bottom of the pit, with a stream running through it into the pool. The grass and trees on both sides of the creek are luxuriant, full of red, yellow, purple and white flowers, and it is a scene full of vitality in spring.

The bottom of the huge crater is rounded, and according to my estimate, it should be about a mile in diameter. We are now on the side of the waterhole, and as far as I can see, the two or three zhang from the bottom of the pit upwards are mostly bare rock walls, and in particular, it is not steep upright or outward, but slightly inward. Except for a lot of flowers and plants embedded in the stone crevices, there are not many trees. The whole pit looks a bit like a big gourd, with a large bottom and a thin middle, and the upper part is slightly sloping outward in many places, overgrown with various colored trees. Looking up, the top of the pit seems to be much smaller, with a slightly elongated S-shaped smell. No wonder Master Yang said it was difficult to climb up.

Seeing that I was just looking around, he couldn't help but reach out and pull me, pointing to a small piece of grass by the waterhole in front of me, meaning where to practice boxing. I retracted, nodded, and walked behind him towards the meadow.

At this moment, there was a continuous cry of a toad croaking in front, there was a situation! We immediately ran over and saw it sitting on a rock by the stream, two or three feet in front of it, two weasels confronting it with their teeth cracked.

I perked up and shouted excitedly, "Big rhubarb, little yellow." ā€