The two waited for a long time without moving, face down, until the rumbling voice outside the cave gradually decreased until it disappeared.
Song Yan raised his head slightly and shook the sand on the back of his head. He looked at Xia Lin and asked, "How are you?"
"It's okay." Xia Lin's voice was still calm, but the expression on his face was still the rest of his life. It hasn't faded yet.
They looked back cautiously, and were shocked again. They saw that they were all blocked by sand and mud behind them, and there were several pieces of horizontal wood and gravel in the mud.
Thanks to these pieces of horizontal wood and gravel, a natural barrier was erected in the long and narrow passage to block most of the sand and mud outside, leaving a small space for the two of them to move, so that they would not be completely buried. Asphyxiated to death.
Although this is the second time I have experienced this kind of thing, Xia Lin feels that this life is even more dangerous than the previous one. If Song Yan hadn't been protecting him just now, he would rush forward desperately, I'm afraid he would have been surging. The incoming mud was swallowed.
At the same time, he felt a kind of inexplicable fear spontaneously from the bottom of his heart. If he had miscalculated the exact time when the mudslide broke out, so that they had no time to scatter down the mountain, but at the moment they were squeezed in a corner where they could hardly move. What's going on again?
Although many things will change due to the butterfly effect in a resurrection life, natural disasters like mudslides are formed over the years and cannot be changed overnight by human factors.
Although the mudslides in the last life also covered this cave, it was just a big enough seal to seal the entrance of the cave. He still had ample space for activities in the cave.
But in this life, the debris flow burrows into the hole desperately like a beast with eyes, which simply does not conform to the natural law of objects falling.
He told Song Yan this doubt.
Song Yan moved his lips, but pressed the conversation down again.
He suddenly remembered the young man he saw the moment he entered the cave. At that time, he had no time to think about anything. But now when he thinks about it, the child with the man's left arm is probably the child they have been looking for. .
And the "push" gesture made by the man seemed to be manipulating the trajectory of the mudslide, although it sounded very unscientific.
He carefully recalled the appearance of the man at the time. Because of the rain and fog, he couldn't see the eyebrows and eyes of the other party, but what he could see clearly was that the other party was still clean and tidy up and down without carrying any rain gear. , This phenomenon has also exceeded his cognition.
Who is he? No, it should be said, is he human?
Xia Lin didn't say a word when he saw him, thinking that something had happened to him, and then asked, "How are you?"
"I'm fine, it's just a bit..." He suddenly stopped.
Because he found that his left leg seemed to be stuck by something and couldn't move a single move.
At this time Xia Lin had already curled up and sat up. Although there was not much space left under the squeeze, at least Xia Lin could move his body.
Seeing Song Yan's words, he said
nothing, and asked: "What's the matter? "It's nothing," Song Yan said, "My legs are too long and I'm stuck. He was afraid that Xia Lin was nervous, so he deliberately humored his tone lightly.
In the dim and small space, Xia Lin couldn't see Song Yan's condition at all, and then asked: "How are your legs?" Are there any injuries? "
Song Yan moved his body a bit, and finally pulled his right leg out from under the heavy mud, but his left leg still couldn't move.
He leaned down along the left side of the body, and then he was on the left.
He touched a huge rock above his leg. He jumped in his heart, followed the sharp bottom of the rock, slowly touched it, and touched the root of his numb and unconscious left leg, which was slightly slippery. The liquid.
He rubbed his fingertips, and it was indeed the liquid. He retracted his hand and looked at it, then closed his eyes abruptly. It was full of blood.
His heart was beating quickly.
His hands and feet felt cold. He knew that he was bleeding a lot, but he didn't feel the pain temporarily. His entire left leg was pressed under the rock and completely lost consciousness.
He hesitated to tell Xia Lin, but He quickly rejected this idea.
The space they were in was too small to even turn over, and Xia Lin couldn't check his injury at all. Telling Xia Lin at this moment, except to make him worried and anxious, it was of no use at all.
The stench of the soil temporarily concealed the bloody ambiguity. Xia Lin didn't know what had happened to Song Yan. When he saw him, he still didn't speak, and urged again: "Song Yan, what can I say to you? "
Ah, I'm listening." "Song Yan forced himself to reply in a relaxed tone, and tried his best to control his voice not to tremble.
But Xia Lin still noticed something wrong, and asked: "Why do you... the sound sounds weird, is it uncomfortable?"
"I can't move on my stomach like this, of course it won't be too comfortable." Song Yan said.
Xia Lin believed his words, and comforted: "You are stuck and unable to move, and blood flow is not smooth. It is estimated that your body will become numb after a long time. You can hold on for a while until the rescue team comes..."
Song Yan listened to Xia. Lin Xu was babbling and gritted his teeth silently.
I'm afraid I can't wait for the rescue team, he thought, with his current bloodshed speed, he couldn't last a day or a night at all. Even if he had survived, his leg would have been abandoned long ago.
"Xia Lin," Song Yan breathed almost inaudibly, "I'm a little boring lying on my stomach like this, you...talk to me."
"Talking more will make you lack oxygen." Xia Lin blurted out, "and it's easy to lose. Physical strength."
"..." Song Yan really admired him for being able to display his survival instinct so calmly at this moment.
Seeing that Song Yan stopped speaking, Xia Lin couldn't bear it anymore, so she rarely softened her voice and said, "The rescue team will come, don't be afraid."
Song Yan smiled bitterly in a place where Xia Lin couldn't see it. He was really scared just now, afraid that he would just die here.
But now, he was even more afraid of letting Xia Lin know that he was dying.
Xia Lin had already experienced the fear of death once here, and once again, most people would not be able to bear it. It is rare that he could maintain such a strong and optimistic attitude.
But Song Yan knew his physical condition very well. He kept praying in his heart that he could survive the arrival of the rescue team. He hoped that he could stay with Xia Lin alive until he left here safely.
Otherwise, he could not imagine that after he became a cold corpse, Xia Lin would be forced to be trapped with this corpse in a small space day and night... He was afraid that Xia Lin would really collapse.