The strange scene before me horrified me. Compared to my nervousness, Ma Biao seemed very calm. He even moved a few steps forward. I was afraid that he would have an accident, so I hurriedly followed behind him.
When I got closer, I finally saw what was going on with the red patches on the cliff. It was a kind of little red bumps I had never seen before. Those small bumps covered the entire wall so densely that it made people feel sick. It feels comfortable, like being pierced into the skin by wheat awns and other plants, the skin feels itchy all the time.
Seeing Ma Biao slamming those things with a waist knife, I hurriedly stopped and said, "Don't move. These things are very strange."
Ma Biao looked back at me and said, "Don’t be nervous. It’s a long worm egg. I have seen it in the mountains." He shoveled some on the wall with a knives and handed it to me. He continued: "The long worm egg is also called a ghost pen. It's a red ghost pen. In addition to the red ghost pen, there are also white ghost pens. The ghost pen is a fungus like Ganoderma lucidum and bamboo fungus, and has high medicinal value."
I looked carefully, the ghost pen is very thin, about one centimeter long, and looks very soft overall, the lower half is white, and the upper part of the handle is bright red. The cap on the head is like the head of a brush, about the size of a rice grain, and there are subtle wrinkles on the pen. The surface is not only a layer of crystal clear mucus, but also emits a bit of fishy smell.
Judging from the shape, it really looks like a brush. I wanted to reach out and touch it, and Ma Biao immediately said, "Don't touch it, the ghost pen is poisonous."
I hurriedly retracted my hand, looked at the red cliff with eyes full, and said, "Did the ghost pen just grow out?"
"Yes, the ghost pen survives for a very short time after breaking the soil. It usually takes two hours from growing to withering, so it grows extremely fast. The ghost pen can be said to be a plant rarely bred in nature, but it can grow in such a large area. Growth is very rare."
I looked at the dark mud river under my feet, thinking that strange things were happening around the strange people, and strange things were growing beside the river. All of this should have something to do with this dark and sticky river, right
Suddenly Ma Biao said: "It's broken! Hurry up! It's going to rain!" After saying that, he pulled his legs out and said: "Go back on the same path, and then climb up the rope, otherwise we will die here."
I looked up at the sky, the top of the cliff was still bright, not like it was going to rain. But after all, Ma Biao has lived in Qishui Town for three years, and he is very familiar with the surrounding climate. Since he said that it will rain, he is definitely not talking nonsense.
I am catching up
Ma Biao, ask what's going on. Ma Biao picked up the backpack on the ground and said, "Ghost pens like wet places. Now suddenly there are large areas of ghost pens growing at the same time, indicating that the air is very humid, which is a sign of heavy rain."
I ran after him and said, "But I don't feel the moisture."
"We are at the bottom of a cliff, more than 100 meters above the ground. Naturally, we don't feel much about the humidity of the air, but plants and fungi are different, and they are far more sensitive to climate than people."
A word immediately made me nervous. We are now in the big rift valley in the deep forest. Once it rains, all the stagnant water in the forest will flow into the rift valley. At that time, a lot of rainwater will gather in the cliff of desolate water. The water cliff will undoubtedly become the drainage channel of the entire forest, and Ma Biao and I will be washed away like ants, life and death are unpredictable!
Before I came here, I had imagined many difficulties. I thought that I was already very thorough, but I didn't expect to ignore the rain. If something happens this time, no one can blame himself for being too careless.
Ma Biao and I ran towards the starting point along the Nihe River with strides. We couldn't help but pray secretly, hoping that it would never rain, or that it would rain until we climbed the cliff.
When we came, we were looking and walking. This time we rushed back completely in disregard. The speed was much faster, but we had been away from the starting point for almost five hours, so how could we be there
The weather in the forest changed when it changed. It was not fake at all. It didn't take long for the sky to rumbling thunder. Looking up, half of the sky was overcast and half of the sky was clear. Dark and heavy clouds came from the northeast. It didn't take long for half of the sunny day to be completely swallowed, and the sky was gloomy and terrible. It seemed that as long as the cloud was pricked with a stick, heavy rain would pour down.
The bottom of the cliff was as dark as a moonless night, and Ma Biao and I used torches to illuminate the road deep and shallow. Looking at Ma Biao's anxious face, I knew that a catastrophe was imminent.
Click!
Lightning pierced the sky, and the bottom of the cliff was shone pale and dazzling in an instant!
Rumble!
The earth trembling with thunder and shock!
Oh oh oh!
The storm blew past the top of the cliff, and the whole Qishui Cliff made a miserable cry like a ghost and a wolf.
Dou Da’s raindrops began to fall from the sky, and banged loudly under my feet and in the Qishui River. I felt a little bit
I got confused and asked Ma Biao what to do.
Ma Biao gasped and stopped and said, "It's too late. We can't get back to the top of the cliff at the current speed." He opened the backpack, took out a compressed vacuum bag from it, and then opened the vacuum bag. After driving, I almost jumped up happily because it was a very simple inflatable boat!
For things I didn't expect, he was already prepared. In an instant, I suddenly felt that Ma Biao had probably been to the bottom of the cliff before, otherwise he would not know the Ghost Pen in such detail and prepared things so well.
But this kind of thought only passed by for a moment, because the raindrops falling from the sky have been connected into a line, from a "crack" sound to a "swoosh" sound. At the same time, the rainwater on the cliff wall rushes down like a small waterfall mixed with muddy water.
Ma Biao and I worked desperately to pump up the inflatable boat, and took turns to perform brutal sex on the pump under our feet, and screamed painful when we stepped on the pump...
When the inflatable boat was finally filled with air, the rain had already covered our feet, but in the blink of an eye, the water rose to our knees.
Just when Ma Biao and I jumped on the inflatable boat, a wave over a meter high came over from behind, which instantly photographed us with people and the boat far away, lifted half of my body out, and illuminated the lights at the same time. And the oars were all washed away.
Ma Biao grasped my arm tightly and pulled me up, shouting: "Grasp the handle on the boat!"
My sight was completely blocked by the rain, and I could only see Ma Biao's fuzzy outline. In a panic, I grabbed the handle on the inflatable boat.
A wave came over again, tossed the inflatable boat, and then fell into the water in an instant. The inflatable boat carried us ups and downs, stumbling, spinning, and sprinting forward with the turbulent water. In a trance, I saw a white plastic bucket in the rushing water.
That is a plastic bucket with chemicals, that is to say, we have passed the place where we descended to the cliff in the turbulent water. I cried out in my heart: It's over, everything is over! This short time is longer than where we left five or six hours ago. If we continue like this, after the heavy rain, we may have been hundreds of kilometers away!
Suddenly, Ma Biao yelled again: "Look, look ahead! What is that!"
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