The boy crept quietly all over the cave and was astounded at all the precious jewels and exquisite thro zangs that lay all over the place.
Dangbo..o..o Dingbo..o..oo.. there was a poor boy. All he had was a cow, so every day he went with the cow to the forest and let her graze there. As the animal grazed in the grassy patches under the trees he would collect firewood. One day he carelessly wandered too far from the forest clearing where the cow was grazing and when he returned to look for her she was nowhere in sight. Anxiously he searched the forest, calling the animal by her name, “Zaykarmo, Zaykarmo”. But there was no sign of the cow. She was truly lost.
The sun was already setting and darkness was fast descending so he decided to resume the search the next day. He heaved the huge load of firewood upon his back and began to retrace his steps home. Suddenly he stopped, for there, just a few paces in front of him, was the most unusual sight. Near a massive rock sat an old lady who was trembling and shivering with intense cold. She was so old that she was all shriveled up and full of wrinkles. She was blind and she had an enormous goiter. The boy hid in the bushes and watched her for he had never seen anyone like her before. After the sun had set completely the old woman whose teeth were now rattling (for one her age she had strong white teeth) put her hands on the ground to support herself and rose up very slowly. Saying “ah chu chu chu,” she turned towards the rock and said, “Ap Braphu, Go Phich (Father Cave, open the door).” Suddenly a portion of the rock moved and opened up, with a big sound drrrrr..b and the old woman hobbled inside. The boy waited for a while and then went in front of the rock and said “Ap Braphu, Go Phich,” nervously as he cast quick glances in all directions, like a fugitive being pursued, for he felt uneasy as if he was being watched. The door to the cave opened up and he too went inside. Once inside the cave he was amazed to see that it was a very comfortable home. As he wandered around the house he saw the woman. She seemed to be perpetually cold and she had already made a fire in the hearth. There she was sitting in front of the crackling fire, warming herself.
The boy crept quietly all over the cave and was astounded at all the precious jewels and exquisite thro zangs that lay all over the place. He collected as many as he could possibly carry and waited for morning. The next morning the boy watched what the old woman would do. At about sunrise the old woman went to the cave door and said “Ap Braphu, Go Phich” and the cave door opened. The old woman went out of the rock and sat there in front of it sunning herself. The poor boy quickly got out of the rock and hurried back to the village. He told his friends about his adventure in the forest. The rich boy, on hearing this and seeing all the jewels and treasures, thought, “I have to get some of those things too,” and promptly headed towards the forest. Everything was true. There was the old woman and the rock which opened up, and the treasures too. While the rich boy was in the cave the old woman sensed the presence of a human being and she began to grope and feel around in the cave muttering, “Ane, ane, let me eat the fresh meat and let me drink the hot blood.” Soon she found him and before the boy could get out of the cave she caught and killed and devoured him. This old woman was a demoness of the rocks who waited for unfortunate victims to come wandering to her for she was so old that she was no longer able to hunt for her prey.