Ma Sitong lay on one end of the coffin, looking nervously outside the coffin.
The coffin is still shaking!
So much so that there were constant banging sounds outside the coffin.
Ma Sitong stretched his neck and looked outside.
Ma Sitong was shocked when she saw a person floating on the water, hitting her coffin with his head like a bell under the impact of the current.
A fart squatted in the coffin.
After calming down and patting his chest, Ma Sitong sat up again.
Lie down on the edge and look out.
He took out an umbrella from the coffin and poked the people on the water.
The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes.
Ma Sitong thought about it carefully.
Suddenly he was stunned.
Isn't this the young man I met while eating rice noodles in Min'an County before?
At that time, she was harassed with water guns by some second-rate socialites on the road, but it was the man in front of her who saved her.
Ma Sitong stretched out his hand and tried to touch it.
And the heartbeat.
Ma Sitong lay down at the mouth of the coffin, stretched out his umbrella, and hooked Wang Han's collar with the curved handle of the umbrella.
Pull it up hard.
After a lot of effort, Wang Han was finally dragged into her coffin.
The coffin was shaking violently like a ship. With one more person in it, the water was obviously much deeper.
Ma Sitong reached out and patted Wang Han's cheek.
"Hey! Wake up!"
Ma Sitong lay on Wang Han's chest and listened.
Follow what I saw on my phone before and perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Wang Han.
Unexpectedly, I squeezed hard.
A stream of blood came out of Wang Han's mouth, which shocked Ma Sitong on the spot.
Ma Sitong quickly pulled out a tissue from his schoolbag and wiped it with Wang Han. He pressed Wang Han's head and turned it away, pinched open Wang Han's mouth, and tried to prevent the blood in Wang Han's mouth from flowing into his trachea.
Looking around, he found blood seeping out of the clothes on Wang Han's chest. Ma Sitong thought for a moment and untied Wang Han's mouth. Only then did he see that Wang Han was covered in bruises, except for some Yu Hen who had been hit by the waves on the cliff.
There were shocking wounds in several places on his body.
Ma Sitong stared at Wang Han. The two had only met once before. From the first impression, he felt that the man in front of him was a good person.
Just why does this person have so many wounds on his body?
Even a fool can see that someone has hurt him.
Ma Sitong pursed his lips. It would definitely be against his conscience to just ignore it.
After all, I had helped her out before.
Ma Sitong thought for a while, then simply wiped the blood from the corner of Wang Han's mouth, pressed Wang Han's wound with her clothes, like a sliding cell phone, and pulled the slide to close the coffin lid again.
There is a picture of a fish outlined on the coffin, and a pattern of a geese is painted on the lid of the coffin. The coffin is swaying in the water, slowly going upstream.
That movement is like a salmon swimming upstream.
time flies.
Ma Sitong slid open the coffin lid.
What catches the eye are two strange peaks towering into the clouds. The Guihun River flows out from between the two strange peaks, which is majestic and spectacular.
Viewers all marvel at the miraculous craftsmanship of nature.
Tianpengque!
As you go up, the water flow slows down a lot.
Ma Sitong looked around, then turned around and wiped the blood from the corner of Wang Han's mouth.
Passed two strange peaks.
Ma Sitong's eyes were fixed on a very inconspicuous place.
Twist a handle inside the coffin, swing it hard, and the coffin will move towards that place.
When I got there, I discovered that the water was flowing through a very short cave in the middle of the mountain.
Ma Sitong lay down in the coffin again and slid the lid shut.
The coffin was drilled into the cave
At first it was extremely narrow, only leading to the coffin.
Repeat for a quarter of an hour.
My eyes suddenly opened up.
Ma Sitong looked at the cave that was gradually opening up. There was another cave outside the cave.
It's like being in a paradise.
The river passes through the canyon, and from a distance, both sides of the canyon are dotted with houses clustered together.
The houses are connected into villages of different sizes.
Every place has a pure natural texture, simplicity and purity.
There are also some stone sculptures placed in some places. If you look carefully, you will find many similarities with the bronze figures unearthed in Sanxingdui.
In the innermost part of the canyon, a huge bronze altar can be vaguely seen.
There are patterns of fish and birds on the utensils used and even on the houses.
Ancient and mysterious.
The coffin stopped on the shore.
Ma Sitong dragged Wang Han to get out of the coffin. After dragging for a long time, he just pulled Wang Han out of the coffin. Ma Sitong was exhausted and fell to the ground. He really didn't have much strength left. He had pulled Wang Han out of the coffin before.
It took all Ma Sitong's strength to pull him up from the water, and his arms were still sore.
After thinking about it, Ma Sitong rummaged inside the coffin, took out his schoolbag, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Rong Rong, can you take your brother to the village entrance? Well, the sooner the better!"
Ma Sitong wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and found that there was a lot of blood on his body.
It takes seven or eight minutes to get there from the village.
Ma Sitong squatted by the river and washed his face. Facing the river, he found that his clothes were soaked with blood.
Then he took off his coat and put it in the water to wash.
I lowered my head and saw that there was blood on the clothes inside. I pulled open the collar and looked inside. There was a lot of blood on the round, cream-colored snow.
Ma Sitong had a little bit of a mysophobia. After looking around, he saw that this place was still quite a distance from the village. He leaned over and washed the clothes inside, then lifted up the clothes, unbuttoned them, and wiped away the blood stains with water.
Suddenly there was a coughing sound from behind.
Ma Sitong turned around.
I found that Wang Han woke up at some point and was sitting leaning against the coffin.
When the old smoker woke up, he looked around and looked for cigarettes in his pocket.
His eyes met Ma Sitong's.
Ma Sitong quickly covered her chest, her feet were unsteady, and she fell directly into the water. She quickly buttoned up her clothes and put on her clothes.
Turning her head, she saw that Wang Han's attention was no longer on her.
Wang Han put his hand in his pants and pressed it.
The naked eye can see that the wet trouser legs are sticking to the legs, and a strip-like thing is wavy underneath the trousers.
Wang Han quickly reached out and pressed the thing.
His face changed.
He put his hand through his crotch and pulled it out.
In his hand he held a sharp-nosed adder.
This thing is commonly known as the five-step snake.
It is also known as the snake that holds a meal for the whole family, and the snake that holds a banquet for the entire village.
"Grass!"
Wang Han rolled his eyes. Even though he had Shen Nong Tu, he was exhausted at the moment and had to be confused for a while.
Ma Sitong ran over in a hurry, trying to get close to Wang Han, but Wang Han still held the snake's head in his hand.
The snake struggled and coiled itself around Wang Han's arm.
Ma Sitong hurriedly took out the umbrella from the coffin and tried to use it to drive away the snake.
However, the snake wrapped itself tighter.
Two figures ran from a distance.
One man and one woman.
The man is a young guy, tough-headed.
The woman has a baby face, looks quirky, and has an explosive figure. As she runs, the big G headlights sway up and down in magnificent and turbulent waves.
"What's wrong Sitong?"
Zhen Yourong ran over panting and asked.
Ma Sitong pointed to Wang Han lying on the ground and put the umbrella into the young man's hand.
"Quick! Quick!"
The young man didn't react at first, but when he saw it carefully, he let out a cry of shame.
Take the umbrella and stir up the snake.
"No! He has a snake head in his hand. Who is this, Sitong?"
"A friend, if you are ambitious, hurry up!"
Zhen Youzhi took an umbrella and pried open Wang Han's hand. The snake swung back and bit Wang Han's hand again.
"Wow! You are so stupid! Give it to me!"
Zhen Yourong took the umbrella and picked it up.
The snake was picked up, and the umbrella was about to be shaken away with a flick of the umbrella. Unexpectedly, the snake fell to the ground like crazy and took another bite at Wang Han's neck.
"Gan!"
Zhen Yourong threw away her umbrella, grabbed the snake and threw it out.
He gritted his teeth and rubbed his hand vigorously on his brother's body.
"Why are you standing there in a daze! Hurry! Carry him to Grandpa Liu and show him!"
Zhen Youzhi picked up Wang Han and ran towards the village.
Ma Sitong tied the coffin to the shore with a rope and chased after it.
The room was filled with a strong herbal smell.
A thin old man checked Wang Han and then went back to tinkering with his own things.