It's not the first time I've done this kind of wall, even this kind of wall with glass shards. Some time ago, I climbed over such a wall with Hu Zongren near the Huguang Hall, although I didn't really climb into it at that time. In the winter, the clothes were thick, so Hu Zongren and I spent more than ten seconds guessing rock-paper-scissors, because I lost, so I scolded and took off my coat, and then asked Hu Zongren to carry me up, I put my coat on top of the glass shards. This is so that when the glass is broken, the scum will not be splashed everywhere, and it will not make a loud noise because of the thick clothes.

Then Hu Zongren put me down, and I found half a brick around, and then Hu Zongren carried me up again, and the person began to carefully touch it with his hands, and at the same time smashed the glass shards. After all, the area that the clothes can cover is limited, so after I finished knocking this one, I also moved the position a little and knocked it for a while to ensure that the knocked out area could meet the smooth passage of Hu Zongren and me.

Even if I broke the glass, I didn't dare to hold it up with my bare hands, those sharp edges would definitely scratch my young little hands. So I threw away the half brick, supported the wall with both hands, and then bowed my head and said to Hu Zongren, you stand firm, I will step on your shoulders first. So Hu Zongren squatted down slightly, showing a Zama step, in fact, he was also holding the wall with both hands. Although I am small, my weight is not much worse than that of Hu Zongren. So when I stood firmly on Hu Zongren's shoulder, Hu Zongren began to get up slowly, until I blocked the debris with my clothes, and then climbed up the wall.

At this time, Hu Zongren stayed below, so I turned around and let the top of the wall fit my stomach, and I used my stomach to support it, so I lowered my upper body slightly and stretched out my hand to Hu Zongren. In this way, even if Hu Zongren can't grasp the top of the wall at once, he can still grab my hand, as long as he doesn't let go, the two of us will hang on the wall like a piece of plasticine, and after a little support, Hu Zongren will be able to free his other hand to grab the top of the wall.

It is said that the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny, so my taken for granted action that night did make me completely skinny. When Hu Zongren was jumping, he actually grabbed me with two hands, so I had to use my strength to catch him with my other hand, and pull up desperately, so that my stomach became the only force point for the sum of our two weights. Fortunately, I still had a huge abs at that time, but I could clearly feel that the two of us added a piece of almost 300 pounds, although I knocked off the obvious glass slag on the wall, there were some small edges and corners that I couldn't deal with, and it hurt me for a while. In order not to cause serious injuries such as disemboweling, I pulled Hu Zongren up at once, until he let go of my hands and supported my hands on the wall, I really had no strength, and I broke free at once, jumping off the wall about three meters high.

To be precise, I fell, because I miscalculated the terrain at the time, and suddenly stepped on the uneven ground and hit the ground with my butt, but fortunately, although there were some rocks on the ground and the glass slag I had just knocked down, but in general, it was better than falling on the concrete floor. After Hu Zongren jumped off the wall, the two of us squatted together and gasped for more than ten seconds before Hu Zongren stood up and said, let's go, let's look inside. So the two of us began to grope our way through the waist-deep haystack, and although we couldn't see the situation very clearly, we could distinguish the general outline. The area is quite large, if the estimation is correct, almost the size of two football fields, and it is rugged. It's really hard to find something in the dark. Hu Zongren and I are both people with some survival experience, so in such a terrain, we began to look for the lowest point according to our feelings, and this point is very likely to be the path of the dark river that the owner of the tea stall said earlier. Because the dry water is a recent thing, there was water flowing here for thousands of years before that. Where there is water washing, it must be relatively low-lying, and the so-called water flows to a low place. Hu Zongren and I were very careful with every step, because there might be some terrible insects in these haystacks, after all, no one came here, and it was relatively safe.

Soon we fumbled our way to the end of a downhill slope, and when we continued in one direction, we realized that it was a relatively long uphill slope, so we thought this should be the old river. Walking further along this low-lying part in the direction we came, it didn't take long to see a man-made building, because of its boxy edges, it was easy to distinguish itself from its surroundings even at night. This is probably a small dam built at that time to hold back water, and at this time, Hu Zongren said to me, come here, there is something here.

I walked in his direction, pushed aside the grass, and saw Hu Zongren's obscene black shadow squatting on the ground, and he whispered to me, do you see? There is a stone monument here. I was startled, then squatted on the ground and reached out to touch the stone that Hu Zongren's hand was touching. Just touched, a little wet, slippery, carefully felt, only to find that the top has been covered with moss, I touched it, like a blind man, touched the front of the stele from those different shades of traces can be touched, this is indeed a carved stele stele, will it be the tea stall owner said, the stele used to record the deeds of Yao Gong. In terms of feel, I roughly sketched the size and style of this stele in my mind, and there are usually steles like this on the side of some buildings, either to praise merit or to protect peace, but I couldn't know the contents of the stele, so I just looked around, roughly remembered the location, and thought that if I had to get clues from it later, I would come back again.

Since we had found the right direction, all that remained was to walk in the direction of the upper reaches of the river, so Hu Zongren and I began to turn back and walk in the direction of the upper river. We both struggled with the grass along the way, and from time to time we would hear a rustling sound from the grass not far away. It's scary to make such a sound at night, but it's probably just a small animal like a vole. It was difficult for us to move very slowly, and it took us a while to get to the middle. The terrain has changed, not on a gentle slope, but like a ladder, layer by layer, and each layer of propyne is about ten meters apart. This is probably the field left behind when there were still people farming here in the past. And when I looked up, although I could still see the place on the viewing platform, I couldn't see the park management office anymore, so I reminded Hu Zongren, can we light a lamp now, walk in the dark, it's so scary! Hu Zongren looked at it and said, let's do it, we can find it faster if there is light. So I turned on my phone's flashlight and took a look at the terrain around me. About two or three hundred meters in front of me, there was a corner, and the corner was on a gentle slope, and according to the logical order of the river, that place should be the source of the dark river. I looked up and found that I could almost see the place where Hu Zongren and I were having tea in the afternoon, so this judgment should be correct. So Hu Zongren and I planned to go our separate ways, he went along the left, I followed the right, and each of us followed a semi-circular trajectory to find it, so as to ensure that we would not miss much.

Hu Zongren since the change of mobile phone, also began to enter the era of intelligence, as a young man, although a little silly, but at least the function will still be used, so he tossed the flashlight of his mobile phone, began to look for it separately with me, but we did not always turn on the light source, but one by one, after lighting a familiar terrain, it will be turned off, and after walking to a new place, it will be turned on for a while. This also reduces the likelihood of detection.

Ten minutes later, on the side I was looking for, I saw a stone-like thing protruding about 1.5 meters out of the ground and covering an area of about 2 square meters. So I took a closer look, and found that its exterior was covered with vines, and when I opened the vines, I could see something white like lime, very mottled, and from several places where it had fallen, it seemed to be made of sand and gravel mixed with laterite and bricks, and from the shape it looked like a trapezoidal pillar with a wide bottom and a little narrower top, but the top was broken, or collapsed, and I walked around and couldn't figure out what it was, could it be the foundation left by someone here back then? I was about to call Hu Zongren to come over and have a look, but Hu Zongren called me on the other end, not very loudly, but I could clean and hear in such an environment. He said come here, I'll find something, it looks like a shrine.

As soon as I heard this, I came to my senses, and immediately walked in the direction of Hu Zongren. When I walked up to him, he showed me a picture of the grass in front of him, and in the middle of the haystack in front of him, there was a small square lattice, about the size of the strange thing I found at the other end, but not so tall. But the difference is that the one in front of Hu Zongren is built on a pedestal paved with stone strips, which looks like a staircase. Although it is a square thing, it has only three walls, and the middle is empty, forming a door shape. The small pillars at each corner are rounded, and although they are overgrown with weeds and have no roof, judging by my experience with Hu Zongren and me, this is an abandoned shrine used for the Buddha.

"Although the rain is wide, it does not moisten the grass without roots, and although the Buddhism is wide, the difficulty is not good."

The top of the shrine was lifted, but the two words that were still missing could still be seen: "Night Rain".

Hmph, I've been tossing for so long, but I've finally found it.

This place can drink Lao Yin tea!