Daomu Biji

This is a very long mountain road. I should have made a long story short, but along the way, the fat man still did not give up and carried out various side-strikes, and this ghost was not guarded. Soon I knew that he was not because he had no defensive heart against us, but because he simply thought that we could not go out alive.

The fat man asked a few more important questions at the time, the first one was about lynx. The fat man first asked him: "Is these lynx raised to eat?"

Ghost replied "Yes". He used to be a spy before and learned many methods of domesticating animals. This mountain has a lot of lynx because there are few hunters. These lynxes were all raised by him, and now they are in large numbers. Lynx is very clever and humane. He used the methods of spying on the secret agents at that time, and after groping for improvements, he found a way to domesticate lynx.

Lynx is very strong, and the speed is very fast, climbing trees and swimming are very powerful. He used these lynxes to harm many people, including many who came here to hunt.

The second question is about Panma. The fat man asked him about the situation, but he just smiled and said he was probably dead. When we first entered the village, Panma had informed him. But after that, he didn't know.

I know he has something to hide, but I dare not continue to ask, and then I have nothing to say. In less than a cup of tea, we came to a place where weeds were overgrown, and we could see a lot of equipment and tent debris in the mud. At first glance, it was an abandoned camp for a long time.

This is the outpost where the ghosts entered the ancient building.

We took a break inside, and ghosts led us into a humble shack leaning against the rock.

The shack had completely rotted, and all the vines above it were wrapped around before they collapsed. When we stooped in, we immediately saw that there were several corpses completely entangled in the vines, covered with a layer of dry mud.

"These people were all cut off when they were dragged out. Those who were soaked by strong alkalis will not rot and die." Then, the ghost detective went in and fumbled around a few dead bodies. A few times, break a piece from them.

Is really breaking, because that thing seems to be a scale, already grown with the body. After breaking down, the ghost flicked, and the mud that had dried on the thing was thrown away before revealing its original appearance-a cloth bag.

"This guy, like you, is a very powerful tomb thief, just a bad year. This cloth bag has been like a baby during his lifetime. There are many tools in it, maybe you can use it." Ghost said. After talking, he reached into the sludge in front of the body and dug a few times. Then, the lid made of sludge and bamboo strips was lifted, and a cave was exposed. "right here."

I went down and touched it and found that the wall of the hole was made of stone. I couldn't understand it.

"This hole is the same as the one I walked at, but it is much smaller."

"Some holes are for people, some are for other things." Ghost said. "But there is a trick-you have to find a very special shadow. This Miluo Tuo is different from the others. In front of this shadow, you can use this."

He took out a kettle from his arms: "It is filled with fire oil. You pour the fire oil on the ground in front of this Miluo Tuo. The direction of the oil will tell you the next route."

"How is it different?" I asked.

"I don't know, this is different every time. But I can guarantee that you can feel the difference immediately after seeing this Miluo Tuo. The difference is very weird." After talking about the ghost image, he patted it Me, "You can do it for yourself, don't come out alive."

Ghost Shadow left immediately after the speech, leaving us in the shack, feeling inexplicable.

"He didn't return the gun to me." The fat man said with frustration, "Fatty man, I finally got it. I rely on it. I already have feelings."

"He will give you a gun, what will you do?"

"I immediately interrupted his leg and then roasted all his lynx to eat." Fatty said.

"That person is right, you think people are stupid." I said, "But he also has a conscience and took the weapon away, but also gave us something."

The fat man said while flipping the cloth bag that the ghost gave us, spreading all the contents inside to see what was inside.

Several corpses on the side looked chilling, and on the side of these corpses they looked at their relics, and this view, I think it is not particularly polite. But when I saw a few things in it, I was also attracted to the past-I didn't know many of the things poured out. The fat man's face was half puzzled and half excited.

I asked him how, he picked out a long iron thorn from those things and threw it to me. I picked it up and took a closer look. The whole iron spur was painted with black paint. I do n’t know how to deal with it. There is no trace of paint removal. Under the flashlight, the iron thorn shows a non-metallic texture, but it comes from its weight Judging, it must be metal. The tip of the iron thorn is very sharp, and there are some patterns that increase friction in the middle. If you look closely, you can see six ancient seal characters on the side of the iron thorn.

This is a small tool used by ancient pickpockets to pry open some very delicate jewelry boxes-use this iron thorn to insert into the lock seam, and then use a force to pry open the jewelry box. These jewelry boxes are generally made of tin and are very difficult to break. At the same time, this thing can also be used to destroy brick walls that are not particularly strong. It is forged by the process of casting swords. At the center of the iron thorns, there is a copper core with a slight bend, which is very hard. I used to buy a few before, but there were very few people who knew the product, and it was too difficult to shoot. Later, I played by myself.

These corpses carry this thing, it seems that this is the gadget they are usually used to. These people inevitably blamed one another in their early years, but they died unknowingly. They have been lying here for dozens of years, which makes me feel the last sadness of some Liangshan heroes.

Died for the wishes of others, which reminded me of Pan Zi. I felt uncomfortable in my heart. I felt that it was a mistake to call him. I do n’t know how they are now.

Guilt is a very bad emotion. I actually understand that many emotions are not for others. Do I really care about Pan Zi ’s safety? Maybe I just don't want to feel guilty. If Pan Zi came with his own purpose, whether it is to seek wealth or realize some of his ideas, would I be so worried?

I don't think so. "Everyone is ready to meet their ending from the beginning", this is my mindset. To some extent, my heart is already a tomb thief, and I do n’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

The corpses have dried up and cracked, making it difficult to detect the cause of death. Ghosts have said before that the deaths of many people here are bizarre, and it is impossible to speculate on the cause of death one by one. If you are stuck because of seeing the body, you do n’t have to go in.

Fat people sorted all the things they turned out, and I do n’t know how to use many things. Those are small bits and pieces, and there are some flamboyants-I am very fond of this thing. There are also some things that are made of animal nails and look like buttons. They are dressed in iron wire. The ghost says that these things are useful. I dare not believe it, so let the fat man put them away, in case we hang them, these Things can also benefit future generations.

There are also a few things that I am particularly concerned about in the bits and pieces, which are a few strange trinkets made by flattening coins. When I saw it before, I just thought it was fun, but this time I saw a few different things. I found something wrapped in this aluminum foil trinket. When I opened it, I found that it was a pill-like thing. It smelled like gunpowder.

This is a homemade flares. After the gunpowder burns, it will ignite the aluminum foil and produce a very bright light. Although the time is short, it can illuminate a large area in a short time.

These are good things, I say. I put them all together, I carried my gun, and urged the fat man to touch the stone tunnel.