Daomu Biji

Shunzi didn't cry at the end. After a moment of excitement, the person relaxed and respectfully arranged his father's hair, but the body was severely dehydrated, and the hair fell down as soon as he touched it. It also became Ge You.

I know that this kid must be uncomfortable. Maybe he had the lucky chance that his father was still alive in ten years. Now that the lucky chance is broken, one can say that he is relaxed or desperate.

Fat man and Pan Zi didn't know what was going on, and they looked inexplicably, and in the cold sweat, I simply told what I guessed to fat man and Pan Zi. I believe I did not guess wrong.

The fat man burst into tears when he heard it and said, "My old man went too early, and he gave the country a revolution for the rest of his life. Finally, he put on a counter-revolutionary hat. I can understand your mood, Shunzi, but people always go to the good side. I think, ten years later, the father and son can meet again, and God can take care of you. Look at it. "

When the fat man cried, Pan Zi's eyes were also wet. He said, okay, you all have a dad. I haven't seen my dad's face. My grandfather has always been like my dad, and his life and death are still unknown.

I was busy: "You guys are ill? Shunzi didn't cry, what are you two doing together? Let's see why they died here."

Since they can walk in here, there is no reason why they can't go out. There must have been an accident when they died here. We are also in this burial chamber now. I don't want us to follow their footsteps. At the same time, I also feel these The corpse appeared here a little bit strange.

Shunzi ’s father did n’t say that he was just a leader. According to Shunzi, he also had to enter the mountain when it was not suitable. It should not be an ordinary tourist. Is there any ulterior purpose? Is it a coincidence to enter here? I must know.

We went to find the backpacks of these people. There were everything in the backpacks. They turned out like rotten fluffy novels, notebooks, pencils, tendon ropes, marching tents, old-fashioned flashlights, and old Swiss army knives. Use), the 1986 edition of the Korean-Chinese Dictionary, bubble gum, old-fashioned lighter, hip flask, lipstick, hygienic belt, medical box (including gauze, alcohol, cotton, and several medicinal liquors), military compasses, and so on.

The novel is "How Steel Is Made". I do n’t dare to go through the old book, and it will definitely break up when I turn it over. The notebooks are all old work notes. I saw my dad used it in elementary school. There are three books in total, and when you turn them over, they all record some accounts and phone numbers, and the notes at that time are these functions. In addition, there is nothing to prove their identity. The most important thing is that no one has brought an ID card.

We put all of these things in a row, almost fully equipped, although we are not advanced, but going out should not be a problem, no matter how dangerous the environment, these equipment can also deal with almost.

This is strange. I wondered, no matter what, under the premise of having the ability to leave, these people are going to die, and they should die on the way out, not sitting here. It seems to be the same as waiting for death. Is it Can't bear the baby here? This is even more impossible.

If so, is it another way to die here?

I felt an ominous feeling suddenly in my heart. I suddenly felt something in the tomb seemed to be watching us, and I shivered.

The fat man on the side looked at the things we displayed, and suddenly said, "Comrades, have you found anything missing in these things?"

We were all pondering, listening to the fat man asking this question, and looking at those things carefully, but in my concept, I felt that all the indispensable things were there. I could n’t think of what was missing, and asked him, "Less what?"

The fat man said: "Food! No food! Everyone has no food in their bags."

As soon as he said, we were suddenly excited, and then looked at this row of things. Sure enough, all of them were equipped, and there was nothing that could be used to hunger.

I wondered: "There is really no food, which means that these people did not die because of accidents. If they died because of accidents, it might not be so coincidental. Everyone has no food. It ’s not right, then they are ─ eating up food. , Starved to death here? "

This makes no sense anymore. People have no food to starve to death. As long as there is water, people of normal size are enough to last for a month (you who are only 2.90 meters for two meters, two seven, do not come to me to raise the bar), As long as they are willing to go out, they will not starve to death here. If these people starve to death, there is only one explanation, and they cannot go out.

Thinking of this, I remembered the tomb door that would disappear in the seabed tomb. I jumped up and ran up to the pile of gold wares to take a picture of the tomb door we came in. The tomb door was still there. The door suddenly disappeared, a little overwhelmed.

The fat man knew what I was worried about and said to me: "If we really encounter that kind of situation, we don't have to be afraid to have explosives on our body this time." I just felt a lot relieved.

"Will this be the case?" When thinking about it, Pan Zi asked Shunzi: "Do you know how many people are on your father's expedition?"

"It seems that there are only seven people, my mother said, but this is only what she saw, and there are actually a few people who she didn't know, anyway, my father left with seven people before leaving."

"Then there are--one, two, three, four, five, six, six corpses, and at least two people are gone." Pan Zidao said, "Will these people die here, will these two people see you?" Cai Qiyi killed people and two people ran away. "

I shook my head to deny that these people showed no signs of fighting. Looking at the movements and expressions at the time of dying, they curled up together, neither as poisoned nor as dead by external force. The thing that made me feel most inappropriate and must understand the cause of their death is that the expressions of the corpses are very uniform, and all reveal a deep despair, seemingly caught in a hopeless situation.

This is the first time I have seen such a corpse, and I ca n’t let it go. I have a hunch that what happened here was definitely not easy. The deeper I guess, the more I feel that the surroundings are beginning to shroud an inability The coldness and uneasiness of the metaphor, the creepy feeling that something is watching us among the piles of golden mountains is becoming more and more obvious.

After thinking about it for a long time, I did n’t think about any famous ones. The fat people could n’t hold back, and they wanted to start tinkering with those gold objects. This time, I was calm and stopped them all, saying that these dead people died in the gold objects pile Here, I really can't let go, let's not move first, don't forget the purpose of our coming here.

As soon as I said they woke up, the fat man thought of something at once, and said, "I'm so dizzy, I forgot what I'm doing here! That sign led us to come here, and the door was blown open, but the inside was just There is no coffin in a treasure trove. I know the meaning of the mark, even if it has a sharp object. The mark must have been left by Anin so that their second echelon can transport the baby. "

I said: "The door may have been bombed by these corpses, but here is just a tomb with burial objects. The coffin is definitely not here. We have to go in the opposite direction."

Although unreasonable, I always thought that this tomb is the main tomb, one side is the tomb door, and the other is the center of the underground palace. Now it seems that it is not. Is this one still not the main tomb? How big is this palace? Not like a maze, I think of those marks when I think about them. Is it because the underground palace is so complicated that they left these marks?

"What about these things?" The fat man was a little reluctant.

I said, "You just take the same thing, it is enough for you to live a carefree life for half your life, and you don't have to be too greedy. And you won't be able to come back in the future."

After seeing the corpses, the fat man obviously murmured in his heart, but it was impossible to take anything away, so he picked a few smaller pieces of gold and put it in his pocket. Shunzi insisted on taking his father ’s body. Go out and carry the body on the body with a backpack bag. The body has been dehydrated, there is no weight, and it is not difficult to carry.

We finally took a look at the golden mountain agate heap, which was shining with golden light, and was ruthless, and walked out of the torch under the tomb door. As soon as I left the tomb door, I heard the fat man "hmm" again. I already had a hunch in my heart. I was busy lighting up the flashlight and taking photos everywhere.

The murals on the tomb outside were different from when they left. I do n’t know when the red murals all became the shadows of black people with huge heads.