Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Fat Man Is Gone
In the low depths of the Water Curtain Cave, connected to an underground rock cave in the shape of a date core, the fat man and I walked to the narrow crack at the end of the cave. The fat man, because of his strong body, could not get out of the narrow crack exit lightly. At this moment, a large group of bats flew from nowhere, trying to get through the exit of the crack, but we blocked our way, so we had to hover and fly above us, but the claws of bats like demons were about to tear us to pieces.
The fat man was scratched by the bat's claws, and kept screaming "Mom, Mom", and couldn't help but scold angrily: "His grandmother, you hairless little beasts, watching the fat man don't roast you for a while, it can be regarded as your eight lifetimes of burning high incense." ”
I dragged my injured left leg and pushed the fat man's body hard in the back, but he was stuck in the crack and didn't move. In the dilemma, I couldn't help but be a little anxious and said, "When is this coming, you still want to eat." If you listen to me and lose weight, will we both suffer such a great sin now? My face has been scratched, and it depends on you if I can't find a daughter-in-law in the future. ”
The fat man squeezed into the crack of the rock, panting and said to me, "You wait for me to shout one, two, three, and then I will lift my breath hard, shrink my stomach and close my ass, and you will push me out." Now you take a few steps back, and after you run, you can smash me out with all your milk. ”
I said yes, and after listening to the fat man shouting the slogan, I slammed into the fat man with all my might, and the fat man was successfully knocked out by me. Immediately after that, I also fell out of the narrow crack and lay on the fat man's body. The fat man snorted and pushed me away from him, and a carp jumped up, and then immediately shouted excitedly: "Lao Zheng, hurry up, there is a stream here, maybe we can eat fish." ”
My knee was like a hammer was constantly being struck, and my whole left leg ached, so I lay down on the ground and rested with my eyes closed, and I could hear the sound of rushing water.
The jujube core-shaped cave was probably formed by the extrusion of the mountain, and outside its crack is an open mountain stream, and the stone walls on both sides are steep and unclimbable, extending upward and closing together indefinitely. There is a clear stream not far away, gurgling and flowing, and the whole looks like a paradise valley.
I lay on the ground and looked overhead, and above the crack exit was a diagonal vault like the top of a tent, stretching forward and upward, and the bats that had just flown out hung upside down on either side of the sloping roof. I estimated in my heart that as long as I walked out of this mountain stream, I would be able to see the sky that I hadn't seen for a long time, and my mood was suddenly much more relaxed, so I stood up, limped to the edge of the stream, washed the dirt and feces on my body, and simply treated the wound on my shoulder. Fortunately, it was only a few scratches, and the wound was not deep, only a little blood oozed from the wound on the cheek, but because of the cold weather, I couldn't feel any pain.
I stood by the stream, looking out of the mountain stream, the trickling water flowing through the gravel and grass into the distance, comfortable like a child who did not know the world, clear and transparent, not a trace of worldly pollution, for a moment, I had the urge to retreat to the mountains and forests.
I said to the fat man, "Tonight, we will spend the night in this cave, and it is dark at night, and it is not safe to go out by wading through the rocks and slipping the stream." ”
The fat man nodded in agreement, and began to collect dead branches on the side of the stream to make a fire, and the branches he picked up were all wet with the stream, and it took a long time before he began to smoke, and as soon as the fire rose, the fat man shouted to shoot the bats with a gun.
I stopped him and said, "Those bullets are for life-saving, and you can't use them indiscriminately until you have to." I have a slingshot in my backpack, and you can pick up stones all over the place to use as ammunition. ”
The fat man took out the bandage I had used earlier from his backpack and made a simple torch for me to hold up to illuminate him. On the stone wall at the top of the cave, there were many bats hanging upside down on the inclined stacked rock slabs, and as soon as the fat man hit one by one, five or six bats were skewered on the fire and roasted.
When I was a child, in my hometown in the Northeast, the locusts were caught and eaten, and the bat meat was a big meal, and the meat of this thing was particularly strong, but the disadvantage was that there was too little meat, and it was not easy to fill the stomach.
Looking at the roasted squeaky bats, the fat man salivated, and I swallowed my saliva and said, "I have eaten too many grains, and I really miss the game in the mountains." ”
The fat man slapped his hand a few times and said, "It's so fragrant, okay, let's eat." With that, he began to feast.
As the saying goes: when the belly is tight, the eyelids are loose. When we were both drowsy, I opened my heavy eyelids and said to the fat man, "There should be no danger in the cave, so let's not keep vigil and sleep for a few hours before we set out." ”
I didn't hear the fat man's answer, and when I turned sideways and saw that he was already asleep with his head covered, I put my backpack under my head and went to sleep peacefully. Because my body was so sleepy, I slept very peacefully and deeply without a dream, and I don't know how many hours I slept. When I opened my eyes comfortably, I found that the fire beside me had been extinguished. I sat up from the floor and stretched, feeling a dull pain in the knee of my left leg, but it was much stronger than yesterday, and it was no longer as if my bones were broken. My mind was not yet fully clear, but I felt as if something was wrong in my daze, and I couldn't help but look around the mountain stream, and suddenly I shivered, and jumped up from the ground, and then the pain in my knee caused me to fall to the ground again.
Fatty, fatty, gone!
I had only slept for a few hours, how could the fat man disappear beside me for no reason, I glanced around, there was no fat man under the rock wall, by the stream, in the valley in the distance. Panic, nervousness, made my throat dry, hoarse cries, anxious cries did not get any answer, my heart became more and more nervous and messy.
I forced myself to stay awake and began to think about the current situation: the narrow crack next to me, the fat man must not be able to get in alone. If he wanted to leave, he must have walked out of the mountain stream and followed the stream to the outside of the valley. But I can't figure it out, why did the fat man leave me alone? He couldn't have run so far to catch a fish, so he might have been forcibly taken away. However, it doesn't make sense. If the mysterious man appeared, why did you just take him away and ignore me? Besides, I'm not a person who can't sleep with thunder, my own constitution is particularly sensitive to bioelectricity, if someone forcibly takes the fat man away by my side, I can't have no sleep at all?
All kinds of speculation don't make sense, I think the broken head can only be explained by supernatural events, but could the fat man Zhenfei be captured by a ghost? This kind of thinking is simply ridiculous, and the ghost himself will not believe this kind of speech, and he will jump out in protest.
The more I think about it, the more panicked I become, and the things I can't figure out are the unknown, and the unknown situation is the most disturbing and frightening. I immediately got up from the ground, dragged my backpack, and limped towards the stream, looking around for anything unusual as I went.
Warm and peaceful rays of sunlight poured in through the gaps at the top of the mountain stream, reflecting the crystal clear and shimmering light of the stream. But I only felt the cold to my bones, and the wet trousers from the stream rushed to the top of my head. Before I knew it, I had waded into the stream, heading out of the mountain stream, in the direction of the valley. The cold stream froze my teeth, but my heart was anxious like a fire, and I couldn't help but curse constantly: Dead fatty, I've disappeared twice after playing with me, and when I find you, I have to smoke you.
I waded through the icy stream, walked about a mile away, the stream between the mountain streams began to become turbulent, and the stream was full of smooth pebbles, and large streams of different heights and sizes, I drove with both hands and feet, difficult to shuttle through the cold and slippery stream, the huge anxiety in my heart, let me ignore the painful leg injury. My voice was already hoarse, and I still didn't hear the fat man's answer. I bent down, took a sip of the cold stream water to moisten my throat, then washed my face, and cheered up to continue wading through the water.
Passing through the steep mountain stream, I saw the green valley, the slippery moss all over the rocks at the bottom of the stream, and I dragged my limping legs and cautiously continued to walk through the stream. The more empty the place, the more empty people feel, and emptiness will produce a lot of negative emotions, loneliness, sadness, loneliness, they will make your body heavy, make your soul empty, make you feel isolated and helpless, and lose hope for the future.
And the time that passes silently will gradually increase the sense of emptiness and disintegrate the walls built in your heart. I kept driving away the emptiness, dragging my heavier and heavier legs forward, trying to sing a minor tune to relieve the emptiness and loneliness, but I didn't have the slightest extra strength to open my mouth, so I could only cry out in despair in my heart, "Dead fatty, where are you?" ”
The fat man's head injury is the most worrying thing, my knee injury is at most a leg waste, but he has a head injury, and he has lost too much blood, if the wound is cracked or infected again, it will be life-threatening. This worry made me keep walking, wading through the bone-chilling stream, stepping on the smooth stones, and walking towards the outside of the valley.
At last, after more than an hour of marching in the icy stream, I saw a large amount of spills in front of me, and I immediately quickened my pace, fanciing in my heart that the fat man was waiting for me at the exit, and then told me that he had only come out to see it out of curiosity.
With blind optimism that only a fat man can have, I rushed out of the valley.
Under the vast sky is a large patchwork of strange peaks, strange rocky stone forests, endless mountains and rocks overlapping abruptly, and between the densely lined cone-shaped stone pillars, there is no trace of the fat man.