Yunnan Worm Valley Chapter 5 The water depth is thirteen meters

The sound from under the river has not stopped, and suddenly I heard the sound of falling water one after another ......behind me, and the sound of falling water became denser and denser, and finally the gap between the sound of falling water was almost inaudible, as if all the figurines hanging above the river had fallen into the water.

The fat man scolded to himself: "It's not a good thing, I'm afraid those guys are going to turn into water ghosts to capsize our boat." After saying that, he took the "Jianwei" off his back and pushed open the magazine to load the steel balls.

I also felt that there must be something abnormal behind me, so I turned back to look, but the bamboo raft had already sailed away from the section of the river where the figurines were hung, and it was pitch black again, and the tactical spotlights on the mountaineering helmets did not play any role in this kind of place at all, and theoretically the irradiation distance of fifteen meters could be within six meters at most after gathering the aperture to the limit.

Because in an absolutely dark place, it is difficult for a single person to make a difference with the light of a tactical spotlight, Shirley Yang, who was sitting at the end of the bamboo raft, looked back twice, and couldn't see clearly, and said to me and the fat man urgently: "Don't care what is behind you, use all your strength to move forward, and try to rush out of this section of the river before being overtaken." ”

I promised, "Okay, full speed ahead." "I turned on the searchlight at the front, picked up the bamboo pole, and prepared to use the bamboo pole to support the rock wall and add auxiliary force to the bamboo raft.

Unexpectedly, the solidified beam of light of the strong searchlight shot out, illuminating the straight river in front of him. More than 100 meters away, there is also a place where more than 100 figurines are hung with chains, the light of the searchlight is too strong and too bright, shining on the gray-brown human skin is very terrifying, and those figurines are like countless hanged ghosts, dangling in the narrow mid-air of the river, which makes people feel more and more creepy.

The sound in the river sounded again, stirring up a series of echoes in the empty cave, and I saw that the chains of the figurines hanging in front of them fell off one after another, and the figurines fell into the river one after another like bombs dropped from bombers, and in an instant, in front of the pillars of strong searchlight, there were only hundreds of empty chains left.

This time, it is almost certain that the river that transported materials during the construction of the tomb of the king must have been set up in the river after the burial of the king, but it is not certain for the time being that the figurines that were used as "shells" were put into the water.

This time it was really unfavorable, and before he entered the valley of the Snake River, he went astray first. I am afraid that no one has traveled this river since the Han Dynasty, but the heavy rainfall these days washed our bamboo rafts in, and instead missed the relatively safe route.

I kept cursing in my heart, but the raft continued to move forward, and the river in front of me was quiet, not even the slightest wave, as if the figurines had fallen into the water and sank to the bottom, and there was no movement, not even the ripples caused by the object falling into the water seemed to be there.

The experience of participating in the war has taught me that the calmer it is, the more great dangers and turmoil brew in it. I subconsciously pulled the sapper shovel out. This sapper shovel is a treasure that the big gold tooth bought in Beijing, and it is the equipment of the first division of the United States Marine Corps captured by the volunteers during the period of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea. But at this time, I couldn't take care of it much, and I made up my mind that no matter what came out of the water for a while, I would shoot it with a shovel first.

Shirley Yang also took out the pistol, opened the safe, loaded the bullet, and we were ready to let the raft drift forward slowly. Now that we have fallen into the situation of being flanked by the front and back, we have to deal with it calmly, and after we have figured out the situation, we will strive to be able to strike at the rear, and there is no need to blindly rush forward.

However, we opened the rack and prepared for a long time, and the river in front of us was still as calm as ever, and at this time, the bamboo raft had floated into the river channel with chains in the air, and the thick chain with green mottled traces on its head hung coldly in the air. I gritted my teeth, damn it, it's too calm, behind this calmness, there must be a problem, what is it? It seems that the forms of revolutionary struggle are becoming more and more complex.

At this time, the river water suddenly bubbled up like a boiling pot, and I hurriedly lowered the angle of the strong searchlight and shone it into the river, and the pillar of light passed through the water, just enough to illuminate a half-sunken figurine.

The dry skin of the figurines was soaked by the river, and cracks appeared on the gray-brown skin, and the originally vague human faces became clear. It turned out that the faces of these figurines were covered with mud before they died, and after eating the scabs, they used mud to block the eyes, ears, nose, mouth, anus and other seven orifices and suffocated to death, so the deceased still maintained a tragic expression of pain and struggle when he was dying. At this time, the light was illuminated, coupled with the flow and obstruction of the river, so that the light changed, as if the countless figurines were resurrected in the river, it was really terrifying, and my hand controlling the strong light searchlight even trembled a little, I had never seen such a terrifying situation.

The cracks that appeared on the figurines' bodies were gradually expanding and swollen, turning into cracks, and bubbles were constantly emerging from the figurines' eyes, mouths, noses, ears, and cracked bodies, and many dried insect eggs emerged from them.

The eggs were alive when they saw the water, like a dry sponge absorbing water, and they rapidly expanded, and their bodies turned into white finger-sized water bumps, and fins like little finger caps grew on both sides, and they swam extremely fast, and all of them swam towards the bamboo raft at a rapid speed.

We were shocked, this is in Yunnan to talk about the tiger color of the water bee, this shallow water insects, very attached to floating objects to lay eggs, sometimes in Yunnan, Guangxi and Vietnam and other places in the paddy fields, the buffalo is suddenly crazy to jump up and run wild, that is, by the water bee bite.

The fat man had never seen this kind of water bee, and when he saw these strange white things, they rushed to the bamboo raft as if they were flying, so he slapped them with the bamboo pole in his hand, causing a large splash of water.

I was afraid that the fat man would overturn the bamboo raft in a panic, so I hurriedly said to him: "It's okay, don't be too nervous, although these water bees bite people very well, but they can't fly out of the water, as long as we are on the bamboo raft and don't fall into the water, we don't have to worry." ”

Seeing that those white-flowered water bees gathered more and more, layered under the bamboo raft, the number was too large to be counted, and more water bees kept joining in the distance, although the number was large, but it did not pose any threat to the people on the bamboo raft for the time being.

The fat man scolded: "I'm cāo, why are there so many, are these all those people out of their skins?" Is this a bug or a fish? ”

I told the fat man that this was an aquatic insect, and the fat man felt a little relieved: "That's okay, I usually only hear people say that the piranhas in the water are very powerful, if only the insects are nothing, no matter how powerful the insects are, they can't eat people." ”

Shirley Young said to the fat man: "Actually, insects are the most powerful species in the world, but their size limits their power. The strength and vitality of insects are the strongest on the earth, and if there are more insects, they can bite people to death, and even some highly poisonous insects, one can solve an elephant. ”

We kept using sapper shovels to knock down the water bees attached to the front end of the bamboo raft, but there were too many water bees, and we could only knock out the side of the bamboo raft, and we were helpless at the bottom. I comforted the fat man and Shirley Yang and said, "We just need to keep the balance of the bamboo raft, this kind of water bee is not a big deal, I also ate a pot in Vietnam back then, the protein content is very high, much better than silkworm pupa, and the taste of Pipi shrimp." When the bamboo raft sails out of this river, we will boil these water bees and eat them, so that we can sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple. ”

The fat man said: "If you want to eat it yourself, it is all crawling out of the skin of a dead man, and I won't eat a bite of it even if it tastes like a lobster." ”

Shirley Yang said to me: "Don't be too optimistic yet, since so many water bees are parasitic in the dead corpse with a lot of painstaking techniques, I'm afraid it's not so simple." After being exposed to various types of surgery materials recently, I have found that there is one of the biggest things that they have in common. ”

I kept in my hands, while slapping the water bees close to the bamboo raft, while paddling the bamboo raft forward, trying to sail out of Shalong Mountain, at this time listening to Shirley Yang's words, suddenly my heart moved, recalled the situation in the coffin shop of the stone tablet shop, and couldn't help asking: "What are the characteristics you are talking about...... Conversion? ”

Shirley Young said: "Exactly, it seems that the magic of the dead is to use the soul of the dead as a medium to transfer the resentful soul to the rest of the creatures, so that the non-poisonous and harmless creatures can be turned into weapons or poisons that kill people." Of course, this is only the tip of the iceberg that we have come into contact with, these water bees raised in human corpses with ancient hemorrhoids will never be as simple as ordinary water bees, but the information we have is limited, and we don't know the real mystery of the king hemorrhoids, and I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd. ”

When the fat man heard us say this, he couldn't help but get anxious: "It seems that Xianwang, the old zongzi, likes to play yin, likes to do things around the bend, and refuses to be refreshing and cheerful when he harms people. ”

As we spoke, the raft had carried us across the straight river into a larger cave, which was already full of water, and I swept it around with a bright searchlight, and the big empty cave was the size of two football fields, with only one exit on the opposite side, from which the water continued to flow. I looked at the compass, it was southwest, which meant that there was no problem with the direction, let the bamboo raft drift over there, and finally it would be possible to pass through the huge cave at the foot of Shalong Mountain, and flow into the Snake River in the Worm Valley.

At this time, I don't know how many water bees are attached to the bottom of the bamboo raft, and the bamboo raft has been dropped into the water, and if the weight is increased, it is possible that the river will not reach the surface of the feet, and it will be miserable. However, if it is said that so many water bees raised by the scab technique here are trying to increase the weight of the raft and sink the raft and other water vehicles, it is too stupid, and even if the water bees are doubled, the bamboo raft will not sink completely. The power of the king's trick is that people can never imagine what the next trick is.

From the time we entered the river and took the bamboo raft to start rafting, we have already passed two-thirds of the way at the foot of Shalong Mountain, as long as we persist and persevere, we will not have to worry about the things in the water as soon as we get out of the mountain. I tried my best just now, and I paddled with a bamboo pole for a long time, my hands and legs were sore, and I couldn't move anymore, so I had to slow down. Shirley Young threw a buoy with a barometer into the water and measured the depth of the water, which was very deep, about thirteen meters, a less auspicious depth.

The exit ahead is the same as before, a straight waterway that has been processed by man, and from there it should not take too long to get out of the interior of Mt. Shalong.

However, just as the bamboo raft was halfway through the huge cave with the three of us, we heard the sound of rubble in the corner of the cave, and in the darkness there seemed to be some huge thing, moving rapidly among the rocks at the edge of the cave.

Shirley Yang reminded me, "Old Hu, turn the searchlight around." ”

Only then did I remember that there was still a strong searchlight, and I hurriedly turned the strong searchlight around and shone it through. As soon as the pillar of light swept there, the rolling sound of the sparse rubble came to an abrupt end, and in the midst of a mushroom-shaped rock, there was a blue-scaled python facing us with its head held high. The python was also too big, it was like a clawless cyan dragon, and the scales on its body shimmered ominously in the searchlight. Presumably it grows in the forest of the insect valley, because the python is greedy for a shady environment, it takes this big cave as a nest, usually in addition to going out to hunt, it hides here to sleep, but somehow was alarmed by us.

The blue-scaled python paused slightly, and suddenly blew a bloody whirlwind, and the snake swam down the mushroom rock, and the huge and wild body of the body knocked out countless fine powders from the white mushroom rock where it passed, more like a giant dragon wrapped in the white dust mist, galloping with a swift wind, swimming into the water at a very fast speed. After the green python entered the water, the mushroom rock dust rolled up by it had not completely fallen, and it had already swam from the depths of the water to our bamboo raft like a strong wind.