"Dandelion?" I asked in surprise: "Have you arrived at a field of hope?"
"Those are a lot of things that look like dandelions. I don't know what they are." Zhao Yingjun smiled and said, "I just called them casually."
After Zhao Yingjun smiled, his expression became serious. That experience was very unforgettable for him. As soon as he left the house, it was as if he had entered a place he had never been before. Everything before was gone, and there was only a piece of
There was a white light that seemed to cover the sky and the earth, and there were many things like dandelions fluttering back and forth in front of my eyes.
At this time, Zhao Yingjun may be in a very strange state. What he saw was something between fantasy and reality. He was suddenly lost and didn't know where to go.
"Later, I kept thinking about what happened when I was a teenager. I felt that during those three days, I might have gone to another world." Zhao Yingjun said: "Do you know what I saw?"
Zhao Yingjun walked in this overwhelming white light. Gradually, he saw something. One after another, very strange-looking carriages passed by him. The carriages were full of people, standing next to each other.
, was loaded and pulled to the destination like goods. A long time passed, and he was young at that time and was stunned by the unexpected situation. He didn't have much impression of the people on the car, but for those driving the car
Coachman, but his memory is still fresh.
The drivers who drove the carriages seemed to be carved out of the same mold. They had no expression and kept staring into the distance. Occasionally, someone would cast their eyes on Zhao Yingjun, but the mere contact with his eyes made Zhao Yingjun feel cold from head to toe.
Feet. After Zhao Yingjun started taking steps, he felt that he couldn't stop. He kept walking forward with the endless flow of cars.
In fact, he only stopped breathing for three days, but these three days were a very long process for Zhao Yingjun. He walked endlessly, not knowing where the white light would end.
After a long time, the speeding carriages gradually became rarer. As a result, Zhao Yingjun could not even figure out the direction of travel. But at this time, a large group of people came towards him. When Zhao Yingjun saw these people, he was stunned.
Living.
These are people he is familiar with, his parents, his grandparents, his grandparents, all of them are his dead relatives.
"I will never forget those details in my life. If I say it was a dream, I don't believe it, because it is too real." Zhao Yingjun twitched his nose: "Under my parents' feet, there was a little native dog following. That was at home.
Raised, he died in the earthquake."
Zhao Yingjun couldn't tell whether he was scared, but for a child who had lost his family for so long, when he suddenly saw all the people suddenly appearing in front of him, whether it was a dream or not, it made him feel like crying. His mother
Pulling him and asking him to follow him, Zhao Yingjun reached out and touched the little native dog. He could feel the fur of the little native dog, and the puppy even stretched out its tongue to lick his hand.
He walked forward with these people, no one said anything, and the atmosphere was quite strange anyway. He asked where he wanted to go, but his mother didn't tell her.
After walking a long way like this, the crowd suddenly stopped. Everyone turned their attention to Zhao Yingjun. At that moment, their expressions became very strange. Then, his mother let go of her hand.
"and after?"
"There is no future." Zhao Yingjun shook his head and said: "I woke up. After I woke up, the people and things around me were still the same as before. I saw the master."
This is Zhao Yingjun's true experience. He almost never told anyone about it as an adult because he knew that no matter how sincere he was, no one would believe him. In fact, he had always suspected that he was dying when he died.
In the past three days, he wondered whether the old monk had helped him in any way. However, there was no answer to the matter. The old monk, who was an alternative and unique man, had been dead for many years and had never mentioned the death of Zhao Yingjun in his life.
"Later, I went to Tibet for some reasons, and there I met a great wizard." Zhao Yingjun couldn't help grinning when he said it: "A very interesting old man, he only looked at me for a while, and he knew that I
I died once, and because of this, we made friends. Have you never been to Tibetan areas? It is a mysterious land closest to the sky. Some people there are very interested in life and everything about life.
, all have a deeper understanding that we cannot understand.”
"maybe."
"I tell you this just to let you know that the death of a person may not be his true end. Maybe he can still do many things after death. Sometimes, a curse can spread for thousands of years or even
Even longer." Zhao Yingjun said: "So, you have to face these things squarely."
The two of us chatted, took turns sleeping for a while, and explored the surroundings of the sacrificial site. The bronze fragments that the Russians were looking for were meaningless to us. During this period, no one came in from the entrance.
, it wasn’t until we finished eating everything we could eat and the battery was about to run out that we decided to go to the entrance to have a look.
After Zhao Yingjun looked out at the crack where water was flowing for a while, he turned to me and whispered to me that it was strange. It was completely dark around the underground lake, and no light could be seen.
It is impossible not to use a light source in this place. If the entire underground lake is completely dark, it can only mean that the Russians have withdrawn.
The two of us quietly got out of the crack, and now we had a wide view. We were sure that the Russians had indeed left, at least leaving the underground lake. When we climbed to the shore, we saw a mess of things, and two
The raft was abandoned in the water. Zhao Yingjun found another flashlight and frowned. He said that the Russians seemed to have left in a hurry and did not even have time to pack up the things here.
"There won't be anything here..." I turned around and looked around.
"No, there are no signs of fighting here. They left on their own." Zhao Yingjun looked at it with a flashlight. The Russians must have been active for a while after I entered the crack. They may have taken the dead people out of the water.
After fishing it out, several sets of diving equipment were thrown aside in a mess.
"Let's go to the ground first." I felt an indescribable disgust and fear towards this dark environment, so I pulled Zhao Yingjun and wanted to leave.
Wow…
The moment we turned around to leave, something in the lake made a small splash. Although the sound was not loud, it immediately attracted our attention. Zhao Yingjun pulled me to squat down, and we both turned on the flashlight.
, he looked at the source of the sound just now.
There must be something in the water. Although I can't see it for the time being, the water ripples caused by that thing are rippling on the lake surface. Looking at the undulating water ripples, I think of the strange monster I met under the Shiyan River.
Something, but Zhao Yingjun whispered not to worry so much. Judging from the water ripples, even if there is something under the water, its size is very limited.
"Is it the kind of thing that looks like eyes in the stomachs of villagers?"
"Probably not." Zhao Yingjun said while looking at the lake: "If there are a lot of things like that, Lao Maozi won't take too much risk to go into the water to fish for things. They used several living people as bait, and they have probably trapped the things.
It’s almost done.”
Wow...
Before we even finished speaking, something popped out from the lake seven or eight meters in front of us. It was like a person treading water, with half of its body rising out of the water and looking at us.
Sure enough, this thing is not big, just over a foot at most. It looks like a fish, a strange fish that I have never seen before. However, the head of this fish is very round, and the mouth is a bit like a dolphin. Overall, it looks very cute.
When I saw the size of this fish, I felt relieved.
This fish with a round head floated in the water for a while, then dived into the water. But in less than two seconds, it resurfaced and swam toward us little by little. How can I describe that look?
Just like cats, cats are cautious by nature and will keep a certain distance from any living creature, especially people. They want to get close to people, but their innate nature makes them have to be on guard.
"What kind of fish is this? Why are you always looking at us?" Zhao Yingjun moved the light in his hand slightly, and the fish still stayed on its original route, swimming slowly towards us.
"It definitely has no vision. The visual function of such a creature living in a dark environment has long since deteriorated."
The fish swam to the water surface close to the lake shore, and was very close to us. It kept swimming in a seemingly complicated route and method. After a while, it jumped out of the water, and its tail made splashes of water one after another.
It was spinning rapidly in circles. But after watching it for a while, I found that its swimming patterns seemed to be regular.
"Let's go. I lived in Tibet and rarely ate fish." After noticing that there was nothing else going on, Zhao Yingjun stood up and waved to the fish: "Go home to your mother. I don't raise fish.
"
As he said that, he patted me and signaled to set off. I stood up and touched the water stains on my knees and followed Zhao Yingjun slowly. But after walking a few steps, I turned around and the very cute fish was still there.
The ground was swimming anxiously.
"Brother Yingjun, wait a minute." I quickly pulled Zhao Yingjun back, pointed at the fish, and said, "Look, I always feel like it wants us to follow it into the water?"