Text Chapter 011 Sad

The cave is bizarre and colorful. It's hard to take your eyes off it.

"It's beautiful. The cuckoo behind Yuebai exclaimed.

"Okay, squat and don't move, wait for Aunt Yue to go down and then you jump down. Yuebai told the cuckoo. I'm afraid that the ground is too slippery. He didn't jump down directly, but grabbed the edge of the hole with both hands and slid down against the wall rock. With a bend of his feet, the man was already standing there. She stretched out her hands towards the cuckoo, and in a blink of an eye, her small body had fallen into Yuebai's arms. Xu thought of his mother's embrace, and the cuckoo, who had always been silent, cried loudly, and the voice echoed in the cave, and the surrounding walls seemed to be infected with the cuckoo's sorrow, and it resonated with a whining. Yuebai's heart involuntarily surged with bursts of uncontrollable sadness, as if his heart was about to be broken. The hand unconsciously pressed towards his chest, as if to stop the heart from shattering.

"There's something wrong. ”

Look at the cuckoo again. He was already crying and his face was red, his voice was hoarse but he couldn't contain his sadness, the echo of the walls became more and more distinct, and the chest pain and depression became more and more obvious.

There was a problem with this cave, seeing that the cuckoo was crying so much that he couldn't breathe, Yuebai raised the back of his hand and patted the cuckoo's neck, and the cuckoo softened and suddenly fainted. The crying stopped, and the echo of the wall also stopped, and Yuebai found a trace of clarity again.

What is the reason?

Could it be that the cave also has a sad mood? It seems that we still have to be careful.

Yuebai put the rhododendron behind her back, ready to investigate everywhere, to see where the way out is? There is a deep karst ditch on the surface of the cave, the water flow in the ditch is not slow or urgent, and the stalactites of the karst cave are in thousands of forms, there are thousands of postures, there are stone flowers, there are stalagmites, there are stone pillars, and so on, and this karst cave is tortuous, there are several layers up and down, some of the stones on each layer are as white as snowflakes, some are crystal clear, some are brilliant and colorful, dazzling people's eyes. Walking along the stream in the cave, I seemed to hear music.

The fairy music is fluttering, and it is the water in the upper layer of the dissolution ditch that gushes out from above, sprinkles one after another, and falls on the stones below, and all kinds of stones actually play beautiful music.

The cuckoo on his back woke up slowly: "Aunt Yue, what is the voice? ”

"It's the sound of the flowing water hitting the stones, and the position of the stones seems to be artificially placed, and the sound of each stone is different. ”

"Aunt Yue, this song is refreshing, we might as well take a break here. ”

"It's fine. Yuebai put down the cuckoo and took her hand.

This child is still as thin as when he first entered the Ji Mansion, his life is difficult, his father who has never met him, and his mother who died tragically in front of him. How strong is this thin body, which can withstand so much pain.

Listening to the child's soft voice, Aunt Yuebai felt sorry for the child. His eyes couldn't help but turn red, and a few tears rolled out.

"Aunt Yue, why are you crying?"

"It's nothing", Yuebai wiped away her tears with her hands, "We're going to get out early, there's no food here." ”

"Then let's go. "The cuckoo is very well-behaved.

The two held hands and walked along the river. Looking at the colorful changes, it is like entering a dream world.

"How happy it would be if Meixiang's girl saw it. Yuebai thought. She wiped her eyes, raised her head, and saw a stone tablet standing by the rock in front of her, which was emitting a snow-white light, and when the moon was white, there were thin words engraved on it:

If someone cries, they will be heartbroken or cry blood and die, and if they lose their martial arts and fall into a coma. My surname is Peng Mingmei, and I have been resting here to avoid the enemy. At first, he was in danger of dying because of his heartbreak, but fortunately he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and escaped the disaster by making a song with the sound of stones hitting the wall. But how difficult life is, worries and sadness are disturbing from time to time, and when I go out, the enemy will definitely not spare me. Later, I saw this cave stream, the waterfall is often there, and after many tests, finally got a waterfall stone fairy song. Listening often can clear the mind and qi, deaf and bright, and can not be infected by demons. If someone is destined to see this monument in the future, you should always concentrate and dispel selfish distractions. Turning further to the left, there is a stone room, which is engraved with my flying stone technique and meditation mantra. If you have the fate to learn, cherish it. Out of the stone chamber, you can get out of the cave by following the stream in the cave. Peng Mei"

Yuebai took the cuckoo to turn left, and sure enough, he saw a stone room. The stone chamber is relatively open and flat, and it should be that Peng Mei has polished it one by one. The stone bed and stone table are readily available, and the perennial constant temperature in the cave, the four seasons are like spring, I think Peng seniors live here all the year round. There are four frescoes carved in the stone room. The first mural depicts a man striking a tree with a stone all year round, and the tree is huge, but there are many potholes. The second mural depicts a man with ten fingers on both hands, and all the stones hit the target, which is ten acupuncture points on the human body. The third mural depicts a man sitting upright, surrounded by flying stones, and after a short drink, the stones fly out one after another, and the scarecrows fall to the ground. The fourth painting depicts a person walking leisurely, pointing to a stone with a finger, and the stone walks at will, twisting the stone in the air.

After reading the mural, Yuebai understood that this painting was the fourfold realm of flying stone technique and meditation mantra.

Seeing that the cuckoo has a sharp voice, a clear personality, and a flying stone technique, she is destined to recite the mantra quietly. If she can learn the essence of this flying stone technique, it is also her creation.

But where are the martial arts secrets? Yuebai looked around and found nothing, only a self-portrait of Peng Mei on the wall behind the stone table.

Sincerity is spirituality.

Yuebai called the cuckoo and told the cuckoo to kowtow to Peng Mei's portrait. Fang knocked his head three times, and the drawer of the stone table naturally popped out, and when Yuebai saw it, it was the secret book of the Flying Stone Technique and the Meditation Meditation Mantra. Yuebai picked up the secret book and hid it in his arms, and said to the cuckoo: "The person on this portrait is your master, you have called master, let's go out again." The cuckoo did as he was told.

The two of them walked out of the stone chamber and walked along the stream. As we approached the entrance of the cave, the light became brighter and brighter, and the deafening sound of water came from the entrance. It turns out that the mouth of this cave is hidden behind the waterfall, where several layers of karst streams converge and pour downward, like a curtain of water beads covering the mouth of the cave, and the splashing water is particularly beautiful in the sun. Like a crystal clear water butterfly, flying in the air. Passing through the waterfall, there is a clear stream with neat pebbles that make a walkable path. Walking to the opposite bank, the cuckoo naughtily put his hand into the water, raised a string of splashes, and made a "giggle" laugh, and the child who had not played for a long time finally had a long-lost smile, and Yuebai also smiled on the side.

The grass on the shore is exceptionally green, and the trees are not very dense, but rather sparse. The sunlight shines on the grass and trees, and the light and shadow are so beautiful and moving.