Ghost Blows Out the Light

The smoke and dust filled the ground, and the ground was full of black gravel produced by blasting. I leaned out and took a flashlight to take photos of the mountain gap after the blasting. It was completely blocked, and the black snake outside could not enter. Going out is not easy.

Among the four people around, the fat man's condition is fairly good, except that a few blood stains were rubbed out by rubble on his hand. Professor Chen has been in a comatose state. Ye Yixin was rushed by the air wave, holding his breath in his chest and fainting.

I reached out to find Ye Yixin's breath. It was bad. I didn't breathe anymore. My secret path was not good. She was already thin. She was choked by an explosion shock wave and closed her breath. She needed to be rescued quickly.

At this time, my three sober people, Fatty and Shirley Yang, were temporarily deaf and could not recover in a short time, so they could not communicate in language.

I gestured to Shirley Yang Kuai to give Ye Yixin artificial respiration. I saw Shirley Yang bleeding from her nose and reminded her to stop the bleeding.

Shirley Yang easily pulled a piece of clothing to stop the bleeding nose, wrote a few words in his palm with blood, and pointed to Ye Yixin. I took a flashlight to Shirley Yang's palm and saw "CTR" written in her hand.

What do you mean? I can't understand it, it means that Ye Yixin was not saved? She shook her head at her.

Shirley Yang saw that I couldn't figure it out. He could only ignore his still-bleeding nose, lowered his head, pressed Ye Yixin's chest with both hands, and pressed down firmly.

I realized that what she meant was for me to give Ye Yixin an artificial heart erection massage. I was about to take it over. Ye Yixin snorted and pours up in one breath, constantly coughing, I quickly let the fat man take a kettle for her Slobber.

Shirley Yang saw Ye Yixin turned around, raised his head, pressed his ear bones, and stopped the blood from his nose.

The situation has just stabilized, and I have not been allowed to worry about the current situation, and a new crisis has emerged. The so-called ghost cave is in the belly of Zagrama Mountain. The black Zagrama Mountain is like a black empty shell. The location we are in may be somewhere under this shell.

Due to the hollow in the mountain ’s belly, huge internal tensions have been formed for thousands of years, which caused the mountain to split a lot of large and small gaps. Over time, a domino effect is formed.

Although I could not hear the sound for a while, I could feel the mountain shaking, the small cracks on the top of my head gradually expanded, and countless broken rocks fell down, and there was a tendency to intensify.

While covering the small rubble that had fallen on my head, I greeted the others to leave quickly. We can only temporarily climb diagonally upwards along the crack, and every time we climb out, we will be filled with gravel behind us. If we stay for a while without being smashed, we must be buried alive.

One foot deep, one foot shallow, I do n’t even know how far I crawled out, my hands were blurred by sharp gravel, my breathing was short, I felt a heart almost jumping out of my mouth, thirsty and Tired, still carrying Professor Chen who is unconscious and Ye Yixin, who is physically weak, finally has no energy at all. He can no longer move his legs and feet, he just closes his eyes and bury it alive, don't run away.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the spread of cracks in the mountain stopped, and the space more than a meter away was buried. We fell breathless and wanted to drink water.

After a while, the fat man said, "Lao Hu, are we **** dead or alive now?"

I looked at the dark rocks around me and said, "I think it's almost the same. Even if I'm still alive for a while, I might die soon."

The fat man may be tired, and his mind is a little unconscious, and he said to Shirley Yang next to him: "Miss Yang, I will say goodbye to you in advance, and we will go to Lord Yan in a while You are far away, take care all the way. "

Shirley Yang said: "It's all about God's point. Can you both talk nonsense, hey ... I can hear you."

I opened my mouth and moved my jaws up and down. Although I still had tinnitus, I could not hear anything. Everyone counted the kettle and its equipment. My kettle did not know where it fell. Ye Yixin was unconscious when he entered the city. He did not have a kettle on his body. The rest added together, and there were less than two kettles of water.

I said: "Although the reality may not be easy to accept, I still have to talk to you. We are now in the mountain of Zagrama. There is no way around. The air here does not know whether it circulates, otherwise it will not be supported. In half an hour, we have to suffocate. The remaining explosives are also lost. I am afraid we ca n’t get out of our own strength. The dead wounds of our team are left with only one old man full of strength, The old guy was too slippery, maybe he was going to slip in the first place, and do n’t expect anyone outside to rescue him as soon as possible. "

The fat man said, "Since this is the case, it is useless to think about it. Now my throat is smoking, and there are two jugs of water left. Drink it separately and say something else."

I divided the water into two, half of which was given to Ye Yixin and Professor Chen, and the other half of the three of us drank separately.

Shirley Yang took only two sips and could n’t swallow. He pondered for a moment and said, “If we really will die here, I think it ’s my fault. If it ’s not for me, I ’m not going to look for a fine ancient city. With so many things happening, it wo n’t even affect these many people. I really ...

I waved her hand to interrupt her words: "The words can't be said, we have an old saying in China, people die for money and birds die for food. I and the fat man are self-sufficiency, and they won't fall if they are not coveting your 40,000 beautiful children It ’s so desperate. And Professor Chen is doing this business. Even if you do n’t sponsor, they will find ways to find this exquisite ruin. "

Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered having heard Shirley Yang once said that she had dreamed of the ghost hole before, even the iron chain on the queen ’s coffin, and she said that she had vaguely seen in the dream. There is a huge thing lying on the coffin, but I still can't see what it is. Isn't that the **** flower konjac growing on the coffin?

When she said at the time, she said that she thought this was the dream entrusted to her by the father of the missing explorer. Looking back now, this matter is very strange. Does Shirley Yang have the ability to know the prophet? So I asked.

Shirley Yang shook his head and said, "It used to sound like a voice calling me constantly, let me come to the ghost cave in Zagrama Mountain, but only when I saw the ghost cave deep in the ground, I know, my father ’s expedition has never been to a ghost cave. They may have died somewhere in the desert. But why would I see a place in the dream from the future, I ca n’t figure it out. "

The fat man wondered: "What else? Such a thing? Maybe you were the queen of the elite in your previous life, and you are revisiting at the moment ..."

His voice did not fall, and there was a burst of cracking sounds in the mountain. It seemed that the first round of the situation had not disappeared, and he had to come again. We rested for a while, and died until we were about to die. Naturally, we were unwilling to wait for death. We saw a large slit in the front, and the beam of flashlight swept in, as if we saw a person sitting there.

At this time, the large and small gravel produced by the mountain cracks, the raindrops seemed to roll down, and it was not enough to take a closer look. Shirley Yang illuminates the open road with a flashlight, and the fat man carries Professor Chen. I dragged Ye Yixin backwards, and they all flashed into the crack in the front of the stone.

Before I could see clearly where it was, I felt poor breathing first. There is a lot of dust inside, and it has been closed for many years. There is no circulating air. We hurriedly took out the gas mask and put it on our heads, only to hear a bang behind us, dozens of huge black rocks rolled down and blocked the entrance.

When I saw the road was broken, I turned around and looked at the surroundings. It turned out that the place we were in was a square stone house of only a dozen square meters. On the ground was an old large stone box. This stone box and The black stones that can be seen everywhere in Jingjue City are very different. They are very simple and unique in appearance, and we have never heard of them.

The stone box is more than half a meter high and more than one meter long. The craftsmanship is extremely precise. There are several stone paintings carved on it. I do n’t know what it is for.

We patronized the peculiar stone box, and did not notice that the two people sitting cross-legged on both sides of the stone box suddenly shone with a flashlight when approaching. The three people were taken aback, the flashlight in their hands fell to the ground, the stone room Suddenly it was dark, and only the fat man shouted, "Two dumplings!"

In the dark, Shirley Yang took out the spare flashlight, and under the photo, he saw two people sitting cross-legged beside the stone box. They turned out to be two shrivelled corpses.

The remains are old and young, and they have turned into dark brown. The beard on the old man's jaw is still faintly recognizable, wrapped in sheepskin; the other looks like a young child, they are sitting cross-legged, it seems that they are watching this A weird stone box.

After I saw it clearly, I sighed and said to the fat man: "Don't move the dumplings in the future, scaring the dead to lose their lives. These two clearly become fossils, let alone death for thousands of years. His mother's It turned out to be a tomb. "

Shirley Yang glared at me and said angrily: "Well, you old Hu, want to hide me? You two guys are clearly grave robbers."

With a chuckle in my heart, the secret road is not good, we didn't talk about it? Is she an American who understands "Zongzi"? Fortunately, Professor Chen was unconscious and didn't hear it. In addition, Ye Yixin seemed to be in a semi-comatose state, and it was impossible to hear our conversation.

I hurriedly argued: "Is n’t that what I told you? I ’m a hobbyist who studies feng shui planets, not a tomb thief. You should n’t be innocent in the future. Both my reputation as a fat man is very good. As early as my hometown, it ’s ten miles away Notoriously good young generation. I am a veteran, and the fat man was in their unit, and he was also appraised as a model worker in March and March every year. "

The fat man listened to me anxiously wrong the last sentence and hurried to correct it. By the way, I wanted to lead the topic away: "Do n’t listen to his nonsense, he ... Mom is the 38th Red Banner Bearer. I am a young commando, ashamed, ashamed, Both the party and the people are well trained. You see this stone box is weird, what is this for? "

Shirley Yang didn't answer our words, and suddenly said: "Depending on the plate to hang a lot of gold, Haizi Gua sounds. Grab the kicker and pour the bucket to pour the big top Yuanliang, and the moon Zhaoziyuan won't be able to pack."

Her words were not understood by others, but I heard them clearly. This is the "lip code" of fighting. Because in our business, we can't see the light, just like there are secret words on the underworld. Trafficking women on the underworld called opening notes, smuggling goods called back green, selling children called moving stones, thieves called Buddha, and so on. Our tomb robbing is called upside down, and each has its own rules and phrases to facilitate communication between peers. At that time, my grandfather was looking for a yin house to find treasure points. He was one of the few local feng shui people at that time, and he had also known a familiar gold school captain, and he knew the doorway well. The lip code that talks about fighting is more familiar than our native language.

Shirley Yang Gang said a few lip codes to me, which probably means: "Your heart is broken, and you don't tell the truth. Seeing that you are a master tomb robber, this kind of thing can't hide my eyes."

I was suddenly asked by her without thinking about it. Generally speaking, my peers called me masters. I had to humble myself, so I replied and said, "Without Yuanliang, I moved firewood on the mountain and burned fire under the mountain. , Where did you divide the pangolin and how many doors were dismantled? "

Shirley Yang said: "One river has two sides of the river, and the fire is moved down the mountain. The partridges are divided into pangolins, and the partridges are solved by the gates. Many of them have gone to the treasure hall.

I ’m shocked and regretful. I ’m so **** damned. This time I ’m counting this American girl. Does n’t this mean that I admit that I am a tomb thief? But it ’s also weird. Not many people understand these large-scale cuffs before the liberation. After liberation, they are basically lost. Like Dajinya ’s father did many years of fighting. The semi-professional tomb thief knows and hears only a few nouns. I really ca n’t imagine these incisions, even from a young American woman. How could I believe if they were n’t heard face to face, Did you even meet your colleagues?

And listening to her lip code, she is also an ancestral skill, but she has a skill, but she does not understand the technique of recognizing acupuncture points by looking at Feng Shui. No, I ca n’t admit it. I continued to pretend to be stupid, so I said: "These poems are the texts we learned in elementary school. I can't think of the textbooks in American elementary schools ... There are also similarities."

Shirley Yang saw that I was arrogant and did not recognize him. I had to say, "Forget it, this place is not the place to speak. If we can go back alive, I hope to have a serious talk with you."

In case of amnesty, I quickly stood up and looked for a way around, secretly calculating: "If I can go back, I will let you not find me, hum, big deal, I will go back to my hometown, not in Beijing." But then thought again: "No, she hasn't given us the money yet, this fact is tricky ... what on earth is she trying to do? Wouldn't it be like the fat man said, look at me Laohu, or she is going to report the whistleblowing Is n’t it possible? Is it true that her ancestors, even if they did n’t touch Jin Xiaowei? That ’s right.

As I was thinking about it, the fat man and Shirley Yang had already turned around in this small tomb for a few times, with his head and feet, and behind him, full of dark rocks, and in some places, there were a few cracks, all of which were too small. No way out.

At this time, Professor Chen shouted and woke up. He was unclear, crying and laughing for a while, and no one knew. We had no medical treatment and no help for him. We could only toss him madly.

In the end our eyes fell on the big stone box between the two corpses, but even if there was any baby buried there, it would be useless for us dying people.

The fat man patted the stone box and said, "I don't know which two poor ghosts are buried in this small tomb. Except for the sheepskin, there are no decent funeral items. There is no good thing in it."

Shirley Yang carefully looked at the figures carved on the stone box, and suddenly looked up and said to me: "Do you remember the" Great Tang Dynasty "? I once mentioned Zagrama Mountain."

I said: "Remember, it seems that it is also a divine mountain with two ancestors buried, but it can't be this old one and two young people. This burial chamber is so simple and does not fit the identity of the first sage." I thought Then I said that I have seen a lot of ancient tombs. The tomb in the heart of this stone mountain does not fit the theory of Feng Shui. There is a fierce cave under the mountain. How can we bury people on it? But if I said this, it would inevitably reveal my identity, so I only spoke half of it, and I swallowed it back.

Shirley Yang said: "What is buried in this tomb is not the Prophet. This child is a kind of apprentice or son of the Prophet. He is called the Prophet. This old man is his servant."

I wondered: "How did you know? Does this figure of the stone box sculpture say so? Is there anything else on it?"

Shirley Yang greeted me and the fat man to look at the stone box together: "The dozens of patterns carved on this stone box are an ancient prophecy. The composition is very simple and the characteristics of the symbols are very obvious. I think I can understand part of it."

The more I listened, the more strange it was: "What did you predict? Did you say where is the secret path in this stone room?"

Shirley Yang shook his head and said: "No, this prediction does not seem to be very accurate. The prophet said that no one came to this tomb after his death. Until one day, four people unintentionally opened the stone box ..."

The fat man counted: "One, two, three, four, five, we have a total of five people. Isn't Professor Chen crazy? Isn't it a person? It can be seen that this prophet is not accurate, and most of them are also a godsman who deceives the world and scams. flow."

I stared at the remaining four people and said, "If the prophet is not a liar, this prediction may not be talking about us. But besides that, there is another possibility ... we have a person here who is not."