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. Father also became Ge You.I know that this kid must be uncomfortable in his heart. Maybe he still had the luck of his father alive within ten years. Now that the luck is gone, one can say that it is easy or desperate.

Fatty and Panzi didn't know how to go about it. They looked inexplicably, and they sweated in cold sweat. I simply said what I guessed to Fatty Panzi. I believe I did not guess wrong.

The fat man burst into tears when he heard it, and said, "My old man also went early, and he gave the country a revolution for a lifetime. Finally, he also put on a counter-revolutionary hat. I can understand your mood, Shunzi, but people always have to be good. I think, father and son can meet again ten years later, 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 sick, and Shunzi didn't cry. What are you two doing? 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 didn't say it, just a leader. The other few people, according to Shunzi, also had to go into the mountain when it was not suitable. It should not be an ordinary tourist. Is it a coincidence to enter the unspeakable purpose?I must know.

We went to find the backpacks of these people. There were everything in the backpacks. They turned out like rotten and exaggerated novels, notebooks, pencils, Oxford ropes, marching tents, old-fashioned flashlights, and old Swiss army knives. ), Korean-Chinese Dictionary of 1986, bubble gum, old-fashioned lighter, wine gourd, lipstick, hygienic belt, medicine box including gauze, alcohol cotton and several kinds of medicinal liquor, military compass 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 the 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 and they are almost fully equipped. Although they are not advanced, we should not be a problem to go out. Even in a dangerous environment, these equipments can also cope with them.

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 that is the case, is it another way to die here?I suddenly felt an unknown feeling in my heart, and suddenly felt something in this tomb seemed to be looking at us.Can not help but 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 are all pondering, listening to the fat man asking this question, and looking at those things carefully, but in my concept, I feel that all the indispensable things are there, I really ca n’t think of what is 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, they were all equipped, and there was nothing that could be used to satisfy 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 such a coincidence. Everyone has no food. It ’s wrong, then are they ... eating up the food? , Starved to death here? "

This makes no sense anymore. People do n’t have food until they starve to death. As long as there is water, people of normal size are enough to stay for a month (you who are 2 meters 27 but only 90 pounds do n’t come to me to lift the bar), as long as They have the intention to go out, and they will not starve to death here. If these people starve to death, there is only one explanation. They cannot go out.

Thinking of this, I thought of the disappearance of the tomb door in the seabed tomb. I jumped up and ran up to the heap of gold wares to take a picture of the tomb door we came in, but the tomb door was still there.Afraid that the door suddenly disappeared, I was a little overwhelmed.

The fat man knows what I am worried about, and if I really encountered that situation, we do n’t have to worry about having explosives on my body this time, so I feel 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 just what she saw, and there are actually a few people who she didn't know. Anyway, my father left with seven people."

"Then there are 1,2,3,4,5,6,6 corpses, and at least two people are missing." Pan Zidao said: "These people died here, will these two people see the fortune uprising? , Killed people, two people ran away. "

I shook my head to deny that these people showed no signs of fighting at all. Looking at the movements and expressions at the time of dying, they curled up together, neither as poisoned nor as dead by external force.What makes me feel most inappropriate is that I must understand the cause of their death. The expressions of the corpses are very uniform. They all reveal a deep despair and seem to have fallen into 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, and the more I go deeper, I guess that the more I start to feel that there is a word that cannot be spoken around. Cold and uneasy, 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 guys could n’t hold back anymore, and they wanted to start tinkering with those gold objects. I really ca n’t let go, let ’s not move, let ’s not forget our purpose here.

As soon as I said that they woke up, the fat man thought of something, and said, "I'm really dizzy. I forgot what I'm doing here. That mark led us to come here. The door was also blown open, but the inside was just A treasure trove? There is no coffin, and 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 it is 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 not. Is this one still not the main tomb?How big is this palace?Do n’t be a maze, what marks do I think of? Is it really because the underground palace is too complicated, 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 can't 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 some small pieces of gold and put it in his pocket, and Shunzi insisted on taking his father ’s body out. , Carrying the body on the body with a backpack bag, the body has been dehydrated, without any weight, it is not difficult to carry.

We finally took a glance at the golden mountain agate heaps with golden light, ruthlessly, and walked out of the torch under the tomb door.

As soon as I left the tomb door, I heard the fat man "en" again. I already had a hunch in my heart. I was busy playing a flashlight and taking photos all over the place.

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