"Who the are you talking about? I don't dare? Lao Yang suddenly lost his temper, poked the army's head arrogantly, and asked him repeatedly, "Do you dare?" Do you dare? Yes? Do you think Lao Tzu dare? ”

"Dare! Dare! Dare! Ouch, you start with a tap, old Yang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "The army covered the head that was poked and hurt by Lao Yang and retreated again and again, and I couldn't hold back my laughter when I saw it.

"Laugh a little bit!" When the army saw me laughing at him, his arrogance suddenly returned, "After you go in, you won't be able to laugh." Your little rabbit cub has to keep up, there are not only poisonous snakes in the hole, biting you will not live, but also long worms, which are more poisonous, and they will die when they see it! ”

"That thing is an adult talking nonsense to scare children, for so many years, no one has seen that thing with their own eyes, not at all!" Lao Yang corrected, "There are poisonous snakes, but they are rare, they are generally shrunk in small holes, and Lao Tzu killed one last year!" ”

The army didn't dare to refute Lao Yang anymore, so they took out half a pack of crumpled "big front doors", distributed them to us, and kindly lit a fire for us, saying that smoking a cigarette strengthened our courage. Taking advantage of the time between smoking, I told Lao Yang about Fang Cai's doubts and asked him what he meant by "going down". Lao Yang told me that in fact, this hole has an end, and it used to take about two minutes to walk along the direction of the stream, and the water suddenly dropped sharply, forming a water hole that poured down. This water hole is said to be 50 meters deep, and some people have pulled the rope down before, saying that it is very beautiful inside, the shape of the stalactites is magical, look like something, and there is a naturally formed stone bridge, but it still owes more than two meters to fully grow. It takes about five minutes to walk to the stone bridge, and after crossing the stone bridge, there are only a few small holes left, and adults can't get into it at all, so they come to the end.

After listening to Lao Yang's description, I secretly wondered in my heart, although I was very afraid, I couldn't help but want to "go down" to find out.

The entrance to the Bandit Cave is about thirty meters high and twenty meters wide, and sits in a mountain col, and the entrance to the cave is lush and overgrown with shrubs and vines, hanging from the top like a curtain. Before the liberation of this cave, bandits did live, and a fortress more than ten meters high was built with stones at the entrance of the cave, and gun holes were built on the base, and in the early years, people found bullet casings in the cracks of the stones.

There is a rectangular passage underneath the fort, and it is said that there was originally a heavy iron gate, but it was sold as scrap metal a few years ago. At the bottom, several drains were built to divert water from the creek into the cave.

The three of us walked into the cave along the stone gate, Lao Yang and the army had long been accustomed to it, but it was the first time I came in, and I couldn't help but be shocked by the scene inside the cave:

It turns out that although the entrance of this bandit cave is not very big, as soon as you walk inside, there is no cave. Beneath the roof of a large, curved cave is a platform the size of a football field, very flat, apparently built by hand. The creek on the left also has a row of embankments built with stones, which extend to the depths. The army introduced me to the side, saying that this place was the training ground for the bandit leaders, and there were originally gun targets erected on wood, and I don't know who dismantled them and burned them as firewood.

"Tut-tut! Look at this one, how big it is! Presumably, the bandits' ranks must have been spectacular, and the gold and silver treasures they looted would certainly not be less!

The army knew that I was coming for the first time, and deliberately played in front of me. But Lao Yang is already an "old fritter" for this bandit cave, and what the army knows is what Lao Yang told him.

Lao Yang slapped the army on the head again, beckoned to me, and said:

"We'd better hurry up and get in, it's past noon, and we're going to get home before dinner."

So we followed Lao Yang, stepped on the gravel by the stream, and slowly walked to the depths of the cave. We lit two candles before the light outside faded. The first time I came to the bandit cave, I couldn't help but be a little nervous, followed by Lao Yang and grabbed the corner of his clothes, watching the darkness swallow us. After walking for about ten minutes, the light at the entrance of the cave disappeared completely, and absolute darkness came over us, and the three of us hid in the cover formed by the candlelight, which was like being in hell.

At first, the road was quite easy to walk, but due to the recent dry weather, part of the riverbed was already exposed, so we just had to walk along the exposed riverbed. If it rains heavily, we have to climb the narrow plank road on the cave wall. It turns out that the top of the cave wall is only crooked and obliquely carved some grooves for footholding, and it is not convenient to walk on it, and it is also very dangerous. As for why the bandits didn't build a big road to get in, I guess it was also for strategic considerations.

We walked slowly along the river bank, every time we passed a relatively wide pool, we had to stop and have a good look, Lao Yang said, those big fish are hidden in the deep pool, the depth of the water does not matter, the fish in the hole are blind, and the reaction is also slow, you take a candle to shine on it, slowly walk to it next to it, it doesn't feel anything. Although it can be caught by hand, it is not safe, and it is generally cut directly with a firewood knife and killed with a knife. I thought to myself, although Lao Yang's trick was simple and rude, it was also to the point.

But today I don't know if we were unlucky, or if the fish had already received the information, and we walked in for more than an hour, and we didn't even see a single fish. Lao Yang was also deflated, sat on a round stalactite, and lit a "big front door".

"Let's all rest and rest, I don't think there's anything left for today." Lao Yang smoked a cigarette and said sickly.

At this time, the army was interested, and I saw him stuffing instant noodles into his mouth, while shouting at me and Lao Yang:

"In that case, let's not waste time looking for any fish, let's go inside, I really want to go down there this time, listen to my dad, then it's good to look down there, those 'stone flowers' are very big, they look strange, and they haven't been knocked by anyone yet!"

Speaking of knocking stones, Lao Yang's brows furrowed, but he didn't say anything. In our village, almost every household in front of the door, more or less "planted" a little stalactite knocked from the bandit cave, at that time everyone did not have the consciousness of protecting the cave, all by their own interests and hobbies, knocked down the stalactites that caught the eye in the cave, "planted" in their own water tank. In Lao Yang's view, this kind of behavior is disrespectful to the "cave god", and he often tells me that one day the "cave god" will get angry and put all the offenders to death. Although Lao Yang is a little superstitious, he is full of awe of the cave.

Lao Yang stood up and habitually patted his buttocks, glanced at me and the army fiercely, and said to us with a solemn expression:

"You can go down and take a look, but Lao Tzu's ugly words are ahead, if something happens, don't tell your family that I brought it in."

The army nodded and said:

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, no matter if we break our arms and legs, we don't blame you. Long Er, do you agree? ”

I said "agree" on my mouth, but I was always a little worried in my heart, I know Lao Yang, looking at him today, he may not know the bottom of this matter. But I didn't want the army to look down on me, so I slapped my swollen face and became fat.

Lao Yang suddenly sighed, as if there was something hidden in his heart. He didn't say anything, beckoned to us, and motioned for me and the army to follow him. We followed Lao Yang, running all the way along the direction of the water, and in the inexplicable atmosphere, I suddenly became excited.

We walked for about an hour, because everyone was thinking about "going down", and we didn't feel that the road was bumpy. After passing through a narrow corridor, the cave suddenly opens up and the stream flattens out. I didn't pay attention at first, but when Yang told us to stop, I realized that we had come to the end.