Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11479

The road under my feet keeps winding downwards. Fortunately, it is not the kind of downhill where there is a sudden fault. Instead, it is the kind where the terrain sinks slowly and gradually.

The stream in the middle accompanied us all the way. As we continued walking inside for a while, the road conditions changed.

It turned out that there was a stream in the middle of the entrance to the cave, dividing the way in into two.

Everyone chose the path on the left side of the stream, but after walking for a while, they found that the road on the right side of the stream was being squeezed by the mountain and becoming narrower and narrower.

In the end, the path on the right completely disappeared.

Yang Huaming said: "Fortunately, we chose the left one. If we had taken the right one, I would have to wade across the stream to the left, and our clothes, shoes and socks would all get wet!"

Yang Yongqing glanced at the dark water on the right that stretched forward and shrank his neck. "Uncle, we can no longer use the word creek to describe this. Have you ever seen a creek like this?"

Yang Huaming also stretched his neck to take a few glances at the large, deep ditch of black water beside him. It was indeed no longer a shallow stream with crystal clear water, water plants and pebbles.

As we got deeper into the cave, the water became obviously deeper and deeper, and it was dark inside, completely an underground river.

The water flow changed from the previous gentle and gurgling stream to become turbulent here, especially at the bend in the road, where there was a rock blocking the way ahead. The water flow became more violent, as if there were unknown creatures hiding in the water and swimming downstream, and because of the obstruction of the stone rock walls, it roared angrily.

"Everyone, stop chatting and watch your step. This section is very slippery. Don't fall."

Yang Ruoqing's reminder reached everyone's ears, making everyone come back to their senses and be fully alert.

Luo Fengtang had already stepped forward to support Old Man Wang. Yang Ruoqing held the whip in one hand and a pine oil torch in the other.

Based on what she had seen along the way, this place was completely a natural underground cave. However, it was a little different from other caves. After walking for so long, she had not seen any cave entrance on the mountain above her head. It was like a semi-closed cave with only the entrance, and no light from the outside world at all in other places.

She had visited caves in other places before. After walking for a while and looking up, she could see holes above her head, through which sunlight and air leaked.

The cave in front of me is not only deep, but also dark and eerie. The deeper I go, the lower the temperature gets. There is obviously no other entrance, but there is always an inexplicable cold wind blowing in from the cracks in the strange and hideous rocks.

The flames of the torches were blown left and right, but fortunately Yang Ruoqing had prepared two windproof lanterns. The flames in the lampshades were steady, and the light and warmth they emitted supported everyone to continue exploring deeper into the cave...

"Father Wang, how long will it take us to walk?" Yang Huaming couldn't help but ask again.

Old Man Wang turned around and said to the people behind him, "I'm looking at the compass. I'll stop when I should."

Yang Huaming asked again: "Father Wang, are you going to lead us to find the lair of that evil creature?"

He had already entered the cave for a certain distance before stopping and placing offerings to perform a ritual.

I didn’t expect that the offerings were still in the bundle. The group just walked in and down with their heads down. The cave was full of twists and turns, and it seemed like they would never reach the end…

Yang Ruoqing turned to Yang Huaming and said, "Uncle, please be patient."

Yang Huaming said, "You guys go first. I need to pee. I am dying of holding it in."

Everyone stopped and waited for him.

Yang Huaming said: "Don't worry, I can't pee, you guys go ahead and I'll catch up soon!"

Let’s keep moving forward.

Yang Ruoqing followed closely behind Luo Fengtang and Old Man Wang, her eyes passing through the gap between their bodies and landing on the compass that Old Man Wang had been holding all the way.

On the black compass, there were circles of strange and complicated scales, each of which corresponded to some traditional Chinese characters. Yang Ruoqing only recognized a few, such as Qian, Kun, and Kan. The others... were embarrassing, because they knew her, but she didn't know them.

A red pointer, shaped like a compass, was swinging slightly left and right on the compass.

Yang Ruoqing observed for a moment and found that the pointer was not swaying because of the amplitude of Old Man Wang's walking, but it was swaying itself as if it was induced by some energy fluctuations.

"Father Wang..."

"Shh!"

Old Man Wang signaled Yang Ruoqing to keep quiet. He stopped dragging the compass and carefully sensed the amplitude of the needle on the compass.

It changes from left to right constantly.

Xiao Jie's father, Yang Yongqing, and Kang Xiaozi also followed behind. Seeing that the people in front had not moved forward, they did not ask much and stayed where they were. Everyone was curious and nervous about this unfamiliar underground cave. Since they came here to do business, they were full of nervousness and anticipation for the unknown.

"There's something ahead!" Old Man Wang suddenly whispered.

"What is that? Is that evil creature's lair here?"

"It's hard to say. It's just ten feet away. Everyone gather together and cheer up."

"Where's Fourth Uncle? Hasn't he caught up yet?"

"Dad? Dad, are you here?" Walking at the end of the team was Kang Xiaozi. He turned around and shouted in a low voice into the dark passage behind him.

There was an echo, and it was his own voice, not Yang Huaming's voice.

"What's going on? Not peeing? But peeing?" Kang Xiaozi muttered to himself, preparing to light a torch and turn around to answer the call.

After taking only two steps, a strange cry from Yang Huaming suddenly came from behind.

"Oh my god, help me!"

"Everyone calm down and don't move!" Yang Ruoqing suddenly spoke up to stop the three people behind her from returning.

"Tang, protect them and don't move. I'll go check out what's going on!"

Luo Fengtang wanted to go by himself, but when he saw the other people going with him, especially the old man Wang whom he was supporting, Luo Fengtang held back and absolutely obeyed Yang Ruoqing's arrangements.

"Qing'er, be careful!"

"It's okay." Yang Ruoqing held a torch, and the whip in her hand had been replaced with the Moye sword. She quickly walked towards the direction where Yang Huaming's voice came from.

Soon, she saw Yang Huaming crawling towards this side in the passage ahead. While running wildly, he did not forget to turn his head to look behind him, as if there was a strange thing chasing him.

"Don't panic, Fourth Uncle. I'm here to pick you up!" Yang Ruoqing waved the torch at him.

The light from the torch allowed him to see the road clearly. He quickly got up and ran towards Yang Ruoqing without looking back.

"What happened back there?" Yang Ruoqing supported him and shone the torch on his face.

My goodness, his face was bruised and swollen, and his body was covered with mud and moss from the stone wall.