Fan Tuan's method was very good. The child was pocketed in the clothes, with only his head exposed. Although he was still struggling, it was of no avail.
"What is this?" Fan Tuan held up his clothes, his expression a little confused, because in such a harsh environment, if a strong man with a solid body jumped out suddenly, it would be fine, but this child who is only six or seven years old
, how did you survive?
Naturally, we all began to wonder whether this child was a "human" after all. His body was so slippery that it was almost impossible to tell his body temperature, and he was as cold as a piece of ice.
"I don't know." I also began to wonder. This child who didn't look like a "human" yet had a normal expression. It was very confusing for a while.
Fan Tuan was holding up the clothes, but the child who was being carried was still wet with water. The clothes were soon wet and flowed down the corners of the clothes. Fan Tuan looked around, was suddenly startled, and said: "Fuck!
Isn't it some kind of fish essence in the river over there?"
puff......
Before he could finish his sentence, the child who was pocketed in his clothes suddenly puffed up his cheeks, and a stream of clear water spurted out from his mouth, pouring directly on Fan Tuan's face. Fan Tuan was quite embarrassed by the spray, and he let go of his hand.
The clothes immediately fell to the ground. However, he reacted quickly. He quickly wiped the water off his face and raised his feet to step on the sleeves of the clothes.
"Do you deserve a beating?" Fan Tuan was annoyed and raised his hand to beat the child.
"No, no!" Su Xiaomeng shouted from behind: "Don't hit him, I think he just wants to get some food."
Compared to me, who was unshaven, and Fan Tuan, who had a rough face, Su Xiaomeng naturally had a stronger affinity. She walked to the child, squatted down, turned to us and said, "He has no ill intentions."
This time Su Xiaomeng seemed to be very assertive, and then he untied Fan Tuan's clothes. The stubbornness in the child's eyes was slightly reduced. He was a little curious and stared at Su Xiaomeng. Su Xiaomeng slowly handed him a piece of meat. The fragrant meat seemed to
It was the most delicious delicacy. The child took it and swallowed it without even chewing.
"Look, what I said is right, he just wanted to get something to eat." Su Xiaomeng was very happy, forgetting all the things he had encountered before, and took the bacon that had not been stewed and handed it to the child piece by piece.
After eating all the meat, the child turned around and left, but he walked very slowly, looking back at us as he walked. I noticed that from the time I found him until now, he has never been dry and has always been wet.
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After walking out for a few more steps, the child waved to us, as if gesturing for us to follow him. Su Xiaomeng was not wary, but I had to maintain due vigilance. We did not get completely close to the child, but only got slightly closer.
Some. At this time, the child raised his finger and pointed to a few gouge marks not far away, and shook his head at us.
"Huh?" I was suddenly surprised. He knew that we had been following the gouge marks to find the final whereabouts of the big iron ball? I don't know the origin of this little guy, but since he appears in this vast underground space,
It means that he understands and is far more familiar with the things here than we do.
Neither Fan Tuan nor Su Xiaomeng understood what the child meant, and stood there in a daze. But I roughly figured out that the child seemed to be telling us that the path we were taking seemed incorrect.
"What on earth do you want to say? I gave you all my bacon, and you don't get anything in return? This is so unkind." Fan Tuan's brain was only as big as a lotus seed when he pulled it out, and he was completely confused.
I roughly guessed what he meant, but I didn’t know how to communicate with him. The child thought for a while with his eyes wide open, raised his legs and walked in the other direction, continuing to wave to us as he walked. The three of us couldn’t help but
After following him, judging from the direction, he was also walking along the direction of the extension of several gouge marks.
But after walking out for about ten minutes, I completely understood what the child meant. My previous guess was correct, because I saw the gouges on the ground suddenly turned and all extended into the river in front of me.
What does this mean? Does it mean that those big iron balls as tall as one person were pushed into the river? Then what?
I was anxious, but I didn't know how to ask. The terrain around us was not too steep, so the river flow was not fast, but no one dared to go down such a deep river easily.
"Where did the iron ball go?" I really had no choice, so I tried to explain to him, trying to communicate with the child.
I was in a hurry, but the child stood there quietly, not sure whether he understood what I meant. But I noticed that there suddenly seemed to be a subtle change in his white eyes. The eyes.
The changes in his face made his facial expression different from before. I can't describe what the change was, but I just felt that this kind of expression should not appear on a six or seven-year-old child.
It is a kind of understanding, or emotion, tempered by experiencing hardships, endurance, loneliness, suffering, and various setbacks.
Gouge marks, iron balls, what do they mean? I am more and more curious.
"Kunlun..."
While I was thinking, the child suddenly uttered two chaotic and vague syllables. I was startled and vaguely heard that he was talking about the word "Kunlun".
But his tone was turbid and old, completely inconsistent with his age. When these two words were spoken, Su Xiaomeng and Fan Tuan were also shocked.
"What?" I asked hurriedly: "Kunlun what?"
He has no vision and can only experience the world through hearing, taste, and touch, but his senses are quite keen. When I asked questions in a hurry, he turned his head as if he was watching me.
Once again, I felt the indescribable vicissitudes in his eyes.
He seemed to be thinking or in a daze, but remained silent. After a while, he turned his head again and sighed.
"Kunlun..." This was the second syllable that the child uttered in exclamation, but it was still the same two words, and the listeners were confused.
"Does he know these two Chinese characters?"
Then, the child walked into the water step by step along the gouge extending into the river. I gritted my teeth. It seemed that he did not reject us. This was the only opportunity to trace the whereabouts of the iron ball. I had to seize it.
So I hesitated for a second and immediately followed the child into the river.
As soon as he entered the water, the child seemed to have entered a world of his own. He was more nimble than a fish. He flipped a few times in the water quickly and plunged in without even a splash. His
The water quality is surprisingly good, as if I could swim in this deep water for days and nights without eating or drinking. Fan Tuan and I don't have such good water quality, so when the water gets deeper, we naturally start to panic.
With a splash, the child emerged from the bottom of the water, grabbed my sleeve, and took me into the water. The river water was bitingly cold. When you soaked in the water, you felt that every trace of warmth in your body had been taken away by the water. However, the water quality
It is so clear that an ordinary flashlight can illuminate the bottom of the river at once.
Vaguely, I saw that the gouges extending into the river were still continuing, diagonally crossing the river, and I didn't know where they ended. When I was about to run out of breath, the child
Take me to the surface. I shake the water off my head, my lips are a little blue from the cold, but I feel it is worth it.
There is no doubt that this kid knows more than I thought.
I continued to ask him where the gouges on the bottom of the river extended. The child led us across the river again and stopped near the other side. The gouges continued to spread. In the absolute darkness, things were gradually invisible under the deep water.
, I don’t know the end point of the chisel mark yet, but there is a very narrow hole near the water on the river bank. The diameter of the hole is a little more than one meter, and half of it is submerged in water. The child swung into the hole,
My vigilance was still there, but I immediately got in. If a kid wanted to cheat, he would have done it underwater just now due to his water nature.
The narrow hole was only six or seven meters long. Through this hole, I saw a secret room that seemed to be hollowed out from the bottom of the river bank. The area of the secret room was very large. I estimated that it should be seven meters or even higher, but the bottom of the secret room was
Half of it was immersed in the water. There was nothing else in the secret room. When the child got in here, his expression and body relaxed at the same time, floating lazily on the water, as if he was lying on a large and comfortable bed.
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There are many paintings densely carved around the secret room, which are different from real murals. Real murals are made by painters and engravers, and the pigments are specially processed so that they can be preserved longer. And those on the four walls of the secret room
Although the painting is very finely carved, it does not have any paint, exuding an ancient and rustic atmosphere. I have a feeling that the child will not stay in this secret room for a short time. The dark and cold river bottom, every second
They are all lonely and isolated. When that loneliness penetrates into the bone marrow, he will use all kinds of ways he can think of to pass the time. I suspect that these unprocessed murals are just children carving them little by little.
On the stone wall.
The murals did not have any text description, one after another. When I was looking at these murals, the child gently paddled in the water and swam behind me. I turned my head to look at him, and at that moment, I seemed to be able to understand his words suddenly.
The emotions contained in the white eyes.
It was a look of helplessness, loneliness, and vague longing. It was not without reason that he brought me here. He wanted me to see these murals.
Until now, I still don’t know who the child is. He can only pronounce some simple syllables. The dense murals are connected together and covered all around the secret room. For a while, I couldn’t tell where the murals started.
The child took me to the northeast corner of the secret room. After his guidance, I realized that that might be the beginning of all the murals.
There is a woman on the mural, a tall and stout woman.