Daomu Biji

Under the waist-deep water, the mine lights clearly illuminate the bottom of the water. I originally stepped on those gravel stones under my feet, but I don't know when it will be different.

In the gravel under our feet, some strangely shaped flaky stones appeared. I dropped my hand and molded a piece, and found that it was actually a piece of clay pot that we saw on the ancient sunken ship dug in the Devil City. These pottery pieces were buried in gravel to reveal a small part, which must be carefully observed to separate them from the finely crushed stone. Obviously, here, traces of ancient activities appeared. But looking at the number, it seems that many of them are hidden under the gravel. Everyone began to use their feet to pull away the broken stones, and soon more debris appeared. The fat man raised the miner's lamp high and took photos of the place where we stood, and we were able to see the underwater situation more clearly.

Under the gravel here, mixed with a large number of clay pot fragments, not buried deeply, extending from where we stand to the distance from the bottom of the lake, without seeing the end, and further towards the mark left by the stagnant oil bottle Direction, the denser the number of these pottery pieces, I can see what force was rushing from there. The fat man dug deep and found that there are still many deep under the gravel. At this scale, it is impossible to count how many jars were buried here.

The fragments of these clay pots in the water are very sharp and sharp, like a blade, and the bones are mixed with human bones, and they have been decayed with holes, which are basically imperfect, and some even stick to some hair. It makes people shudder. This kind of scene looks very similar to the sea floor where I saw Haila Porcelain near Xisha. At that time, the whole sea floor was made of porcelain.

But the porcelain is buried in the white sea sand, which looks old and mysterious, and these ugly jars are in the gravel, plus the bones and hair inside, it only makes people feel sick. Looking at the skulls, we all had goose bumps. "What the **** are these?" Said the fat man. I told them what happened after digging a shipwreck in Yadan Devil City, but they didn't know the details, so I explained to them that these were the clay pots found at the time.

According to Wu Laosi's statement and relief display, this should be a sacrifice for snakes. "Is this also a sunken ship?" The fat man said while stroking the miner's lamp. I shook my head, it was estimated that it could not be a boat. At one time, no shipwreck would sink so deep underground, unless this lake has a waterway to the outside world. Secondly, these jars belong to the offerings of those snakes, and should be placed in places related to the sacrificial activities. I think it must be related to the religion of the Western Queen. There are so many. It seems that these jars were not rare at the time. . Wu Lao Si still agrees with the idea that this is a sacrifice, but knowing this doesn't make much sense. I remembered the screams of Wu Lao Si at that time, and I couldn't help feeling the soles of my feet like needles.

Remembering my experience in Devil City, I was still a bit scared, but there should be no accident here.

Looking at the damage of these jars, the bugs inside are bound to be gone, and the human bones are all eroded and broken when touched. These things have been blistered for thousands of years. And the pottery is water-absorbing. If there is a sealed pottery pot that has been buried in the water for so long, the water will penetrate through little by little. The inside must be filled with water and the insects should drown.

"So many sacrifices, will this be the tomb of Queen Mother West?" Asked one of the three uncle's friends.

I thought about it, I can't say that this is not possible, but this is also completely unfounded guess. Heart said it's better not to.

The fat man said: "No matter what he is, let's be careful. Don't step on the pottery pieces. I don't know if these bones are poisonous. Xiao Wu, please wash it quickly. Be careful of your wound infection. Wait for amputation. It's miserable. And since these are sacrifices dedicated to snakes, then there may be that kind of pheasant neck here, we must be careful. "

"Thank you for your concern." I glared at him angrily.

He didn't care at all, and said strangely: "It's strange, when it comes to those snakes, it seems that they haven't seen them since entering this place. Where did those hanging sausages go?"

Pierced my foot, I do n’t know if it ’s the bones of these skulls, or some pottery pieces were crushed by me. Anyway, anything is not good.

At this time, the black blind man dived into the water and dug out half of the skull from the inside. The back of the head was gone. You can see the gray colloid in the brain cavity, like a honeycomb-like tissue. This should be the masterpiece of those corpse turtles.

Why is there a corpse turtle king in this head? It is completely unprovable, but guessing from this meaning, it seems that these clay pots seal the human head to feed this terrifying bug, which is a bit like the modern man beekeeping. If Wu Lao Si's inference is correct, this behavior may have originated from some mysterious customs during the period of the Western Queen. I don't know where they caught this kind of insect that nests in the human brain.

We continue to move forward in the debris, paying special attention to the underwater to avoid being scratched by the pottery. The situation is becoming more and more clear. The more you go in, the more fragments of the pottery pot under your feet. We walked for less than one kilometer in this way, and we found ourselves on a shoal completely piled up by fragments of clay pots.

The whole area is debris of clay pots, large and small, most of the colors are dark red and yellow pottery. Under these fragments of pottery pots, you can see a lot of seemingly complete ghost head pots, looking like they are underwater Several layers were stacked underneath.

We can't know how many layers of this thing are buried under the debris, but the scene is creepy enough. Afraid of stepping on the ghost tank, we dared not push forward any more, so we stopped to find a way.

The fat man was not interested in these tatters, and the three uncles did not dare to touch them, drinking shochu to drive off the cold. The black blind man was very interested. He dived down and looked at these ghost pots again and again, and the fat man said impatiently: "Four eyes, do you still see too few dead people? What are you doing with that thing?"

Found a circle, all around, this area is very large, if you want to pass, either return to the original, find a way around, or just step on the sharp bones and pottery.

Is hesitating, I saw Wen Jin looking at her feet, and if she was thinking, she asked her what she thought of. She suddenly said, "Could we have arrived?"

"Here? What do you mean?" I was strange, and I immediately understood, "You mean, this is our destination?"

She nodded: "It seems that we have reached a place where heaps of sacrifices are placed. This kind of place is generally a place of worship, and there is a distance after walking. Is it possible that this place is our destination?"

I looked at my feet and the surrounding area, and I felt that it was impossible. At least I could n’t accept it. What is this place? There is nothing but these ghost pots here. What are we doing here to do? I have to watch these jars carefully in Devil City.

Looked at the dull oil bottle, he still didn't speak, Wen Jin took out the fluorescent stick, folded a few to make them light up, thrown into the surrounding water, and illuminated the surrounding. Others looked at it and began to learn how to play. The fluorescent stick was thrown out, and soon the surrounding water lit up with a faint green fluorescence. We started to look for any suspicious things under the water, the ghosts of the water surface under the green light were abnormal,

This time I watched it very carefully, but it still didn't have any strange things we wanted to find, except that the pottery pieces were pottery pieces.

We have some frustration. I looked at the bottom of the water and said, if this place is the destination, then the only possibility is that something is buried under these clay pots. But this should be impossible. There have been so many people here. If the things are below, they must have been dug up. Obviously this is not the end, we have to continue searching.

The most hateful thing is that I do n’t know what our destination looks like, and I ca n’t remember anything about the oil bottle.

I kicked some water to disperse my cold and tension. At this moment, I suddenly saw my reflection twisted into a weird look by water waves, then I saw my face and my lower body overlapped, and suddenly realized what I was looking up at directly above us and found I don't know when we have risen a lot above our heads, it looks dark.

I took the miner's lamp to illuminate it upward. The low light of the miner's lamp is nearly forty meters away, and the top of the cave here exceeds this distance.

I adjusted the lighting intensity of the miner's lamp to a strong light block, and the incandescent light emitted from the miner's lamp.

The people around me were attracted by the suddenly lit miner's lamp. I ignored it and shone the miner's lamp towards the top of the cave, which reflected the top of our head.

I was stunned for the moment. I saw that in the rock on the top of the cave above our head, the inlay was a huge unspeakable object. This thing is huge, the part protruding from the top of the cave is spherical, and its diameter cannot be estimated at all, almost covering our entire field of vision. The geology seems to be rock, but the color is completely different from the surrounding cave roof.

Strangely, the surface of this stone is full of asphalt barrel-sized holes, tens of thousands, dense and dense, and looks very ugly, just like the lotus root in the air. Others looked up at the sky along with my lights. No one spoke at once, everyone was stiff, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

"What is it?" The fat man muttered.

Wen Jin murmured: "Heaven, this-this is a piece of heaven stone."