第一百零七章干洞的滋味(2/8)

                                         我一听真要试，心里不由有些打颤，但是，在秋桐面前，我不能充狗熊，硬着胆子下。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “老秦，这洞里会不会有水啊？”我又听见自己的声音在颤抖，看看秋桐，正带着嘲讽的目光在看着我。
                                                                                                                                                                “这是南坡上，不会有水！”老秦说。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                老秦开始一点一点放绳子，我一点一点开始下去。我没有带任何照亮工具。
                                                                                                                                                                光线迅速暗下来，洞口那一点点光亮悬在头顶上，离我越来越遥远，很快就成了一枚贴在头顶上的剪纸月亮，终于，我的脚下咯噔一下，到底了。接着，石板盖上了，月亮消失，一些声响、光线和生命之物离我而去，我被独自留在地心7层楼房深处，一口枯井，不，准确说是一座真正的坟墓中。
                                                                                                                                                                黑暗如潮水，四周一片死寂。当一个人把手放在眼前却什么也看不见，眼睛像盲人那样失去作用，恐惧就会油然而生。那一刻，我认识到，人是需要光明的动物，黑暗让人联想到死亡。
                                                                                                                                                                我用手在四壁摸索，我估计这个干洞底部大约有四五个平方的面积，我脚下不时踩到一些磕磕绊绊的东西，但是我不敢用手去摸，我估计是死人骨头。
                                                          

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