Daomu Biji

Since we entered the mountain, except for the game that the guide uncle gave, we ate all the dry food. The game did not take a few bites, and the monkey was disturbed. Now the enthusiasm has not passed, old When itching to say about fish, I said no to the mouth. In fact, I already had a snack in my heart, and my mind also dreamed of eating fish head hot pot at sea.

But this **** knife shattered my sweet dream. I looked at the **** head of the stomach full of acid, which overlapped with the fish head hot pot. A nausea turned upright on the throat, and almost spewed out.

Old itch usually has a lot of courage. Speaking of dead people, he has not seen 800 before, but when he saw this scene, his face turned pale, and he didn't relax for a long time.

Strongly resisted nausea. I turned the head around with a dagger and found that the skin on his face was slightly ulcerated, but the entire head was still relatively complete. It should have just been eaten soon. When the fish swallowed the human head, it chewed a few times, which made the shape of the lower jaw of the skull a bit deformed. The appearance can no longer be described in words, and it is impossible to judge who it is.

This man did not have much time to enter the fish stomach, that is to say, he had just died shortly.

I covered my nose with one hand, and with a dagger in one hand, I plucked the same thing out of the fish's stomach. I wanted to see where the rest of the person was. Soon, I found my hands and some pieces of meat, which were already corroded to a certain extent, and there was no place where this person's identity could be seen.

I turned over a few times and found our backpack that was swallowed by it. The contents of it had been mixed with the food residues in the stomach. Except those that could not be given up, I set them aside. Although those dry foods are well wrapped in plastic paper, I really cannot convince myself to eat them again.

Suddenly, I saw a black object in a mass of paste. Before I could dial it all out, the old itch had already cried out: "Fuck, it's a" slap "."

I don't know what a beat is. I guess it must be something sloppy he learned from the prison. I dialed it out and it turned out to be an earth-made pistol. This kind of gun is really very earthy, that is, the long barrel of the small caliber double-barreled shotgun is sawed, and the **** is repaired to look like a pistol. There are two barrels, you can hit it twice, but you ca n’t withdraw the shell yourself. You have to take out the empty shell like a bullet, so it ’s okay to hit the small beasts that have no attack power. If you encounter a large beast, one If the gun is not killed, after you finish the bullet and fire the second shot, your neck will be bitten off. In addition, this gun has amazing power at close range, but if it is more than 20 meters, even the dog will not be killed, its practicality is not comparable to the official pistol.

I pulled the gun out, rubbed it on the ground, and then picked it up. I pulled out the barrel of the gun and saw that there were two shotgun bullets in it. There was also an iron box for bullets under the barrel of the pistol. There are eight bullets, four blues and four reds. I do n’t know what type.

This person may have come to the mountain to poach, stumbled upon this hole, wanted to come in and see it, and fed fish. This gun may have been swallowed together when the fish bite human flesh. This is the case for people who are unlucky. Who would have thought that there would be such a big carnivorous fish in this place.

The gun is a good thing, it can be used to save lives in an emergency, but there are too few bullets. After the old itch pulled out our equipment, I tinkered in the stomach of the fish a few times, but found nothing more. I looked at the fish and saw that in addition to the few wounds we caused, there were also Some small bullet holes. This fish had been injured before attacking us, but it was an iron sand bomb, which had too little lethality and was not fatal.

Old itch felt strange looking at this fish, and asked me: "Old Wu, why do you say there is such a killer fish in this place, will someone keep it here?"

I said to him: "No, I think it is under the water surface of this stone road, and there are other waterways that connect to the nearby underground river. The underground river here is usually connected to the Jialing River. This fish must have come from the river. of."

Old itchy said: "No, no diving equipment thousands of years ago, how did they dig these underwater waterways?"

I am very interested in seeing the old itch, explaining: "That is not digging, I guess it was caused by an accident."

When studying architecture, there is a natural mechanics about geological structure. It is mentioned that there are often hollow areas in the rock mountains formed during the orogenic movement in the Archaic era, called rock veins. If the rock veins are connected to the mountain stream, it is possible to form the water system inside the mountain. Once the mine is hit here, there may be a huge accident. Small mines washed away several mines, and large ones flooded the entire face.

This is a quarry cave, and there is generally no drainage tunnel. This is flooded here, probably because of such an accident.

However, from this we can also deduce that the size of the quarry cave may be much larger than what we saw, but because it is submerged under water, it ca n’t be seen. With so much stone used, the tomb we ’re going to Certainly the scale will not be so small.

We pushed the body and head of the fish back into the water, but the smell smelled too uncomfortable. We didn't take a long rest and saw that the clothes were almost dry, so we re-dressed neatly, packed all the necessary things into our pockets, and hurriedly left.

The old itch hit the flashlight and opened the road in front. The two went one after the other and walked straight into the back stone path.

It is also dark inside. Stone figurines and animal figurines lie on the stone path. The walls of the caves on both sides are potholes and cracks. The semi-finished products of relief stone carvings can sometimes be seen.

These things are very big, I can't help but wonder how the stones collected here are transported to the ancient tomb.

According to the information given by Mr. Qi, the territory of the Snake Country is not large, most of them are mountainous areas, hunting is the main way of life, productivity is relatively backward, and should not have the strength to transport stones over long distances. In order to facilitate transportation, the ancient tomb should be relatively close.

The hole we just entered was exploded by tomb robbers, that is to say, the exit of this quarry cave should be on the other side, and it is impossible to pass all the way, so that we can reach the entrance of the underground palace?

However, many people deliberately prepare materials far away in order to hide the location of their cemetery, which is beyond our control.

We walked in there for half an hour, and it was already dark before and after. The old itchy flashlight battery was almost exhausted and started to blink. I felt tired. I greeted him to stop and change the battery.

We sat on the ground and put the flashlight on the ground, shining on the realistic stone men. Old itch asked me: "These stone statues are so realistically carved one by one, and they are really panicked. What kind of dynasty things do you say, why I have no clue?"

Like him, I was also confused. China has a long history of mud and stone carving, and has a long history of integration with ancient Indian and Tibetan culture. However, the carving technique that uses realism as the main expression has only appeared once in my memory, that is, the Terracotta Warriors of Qin Shihuang, but here The stone statues and terracotta warriors are completely different, it is really a different kind.

However, the stone figurines have the distinctive features of double snakes, and they definitely belong to the ancient She culture. Regardless of whether the mine belongs to the ancient tomb we are going to, we have now entered the realm of the ancient snake country. There is nothing wrong with it.

There are a lot of old tickles, and I ask this question while smoking, and I am tired, so let him ask me everything else, I am not archaeological, we take things away, study these things, let them old The professor does it.

Replacing the battery did not take a few steps. The flashlight light reflected in the front. It seemed to be the end. We ran forward. Sure enough, there was a stone wall in front. The end of the stone path was a small stone room. There were many broken pieces inside. The headless stone figurines are surrounded by stone lamps, and a sarcophagus is placed in the middle of the stone room.

The sarcophagus is very large. A double snake is carved on the lid. The two snake bodies are wrapped around the sides of the coffin. The carving is very refined, but the place of the snake's tail is obviously not yet completed. Only a rough carving is made.

The flashlight looked up. The stone of the coffin showed a translucent white like condensed fat. The lid of the coffin was not closed, revealing a slit in the thickness of an arm. The entire coffin was placed on the coffin bed, and there was nothing else around.

Appears to be a funerary coffin, which may have been surplus when entering the mortuary, or carved to spare, and abandoned here.

Why is this stone road so long that it only leads to this place? I wondered. It ’s impossible. It ’s obviously a place where there are piles of defective products. There are no exits. Then the two ends of the stone road are closed. Is the road for transporting stone material below the water level of the water channel just passed? Or is there a secret way in this stone room?

If the entrance is underwater, it would be bad, I secretly said.

There is nothing strange in this stone room. Lao Ti and I looked around, and finally reached the side of the sarcophagus.

Itchy was the first time I saw the coffin. It turned around twice, and asked me, "Is there zongzi in it?"

I didn't even think about it, saying, "No, I haven't heard of the casket being carved into the mortuary. This should be an empty coffin."

Old itch put his eyes in the gap of the coffin lid and took a photo with a flashlight, said: "But there seems to be something inside, I don't believe you came to see it."

I walked to his side and looked at it from a distance. Sure enough, looking down through the gap of the coffin, there was a black shadow lying inside. But what it is, I really can't see it.

Old itch blew the dust off the lid of the coffin and knocked, trying to put the flashlight into the gap of the coffin to take photos, but the head of the flashlight we bought was too big and couldn't be inserted after trying for a long time. He asked: Do n’t open it and see? ”

I feel a little strange in my heart. I used to have a few veterans on the side when I opened the coffin. This time, I was alone. I did n’t have much confidence and shook my head.

Hadn't finished speaking yet, the old itch suddenly shrank back, stepped back a few steps, sat on the ground with a butt, and the flashlights rolled away.

I was taken aback by him, and I just wanted to ask him what he was doing. Suddenly his hands were cold, and when he looked down, a dry and pale hand didn't know when it protruded from the gap in the coffin lid, and was grabbing my wrist on.