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 slammed sideways without giving up.

This ghost man is not at all guarded.I soon learned that he was not because he had no defensive heart against us, but because he did not think we could live out.

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?"

The ghost man answered "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 raised by him.Now the number is already large.Lynx is very smart and humane.He used the method of spying on the secret agents at that time, and fumbled.Found a way to domesticate lynx.

Lynx is very strong and very fast.Climbing trees and swimming are very powerful.He used these lynxes to harm a lot, including many hunters who came here.

The second question is about Panma.The fat man asked him about the situation, but he just smiled and said that he was probably dead.

When we first entered the village, Panma had informed him.But after that, he didn't know.

I knew he had concealed something, but I didn't dare to continue to ask, and then I was speechless.In less than a cup of tea, we came to an overgrown place and saw a lot of equipment and tent debris in the mud.

At a glance, it was an abandoned camp for a long time.This is the outpost where the ghost figures entered the ancient building.

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

The nest fence had completely rotted, and all the vines above it were wrapped around, before it collapsed.We stooped in and saw several dry corpses inside, completely entangled in the vines, and 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 after they die. They are all dry."

Saying that, the ghost man went in, and fumbled around with several corpses, and broke a piece from them.

It's really breaking, because the thing seems to be a scale, already grown with the body.After breaking down, the ghost man flicked, and the crusted mud on the thing fell, and it showed its original appearance.

It is a cloth bag.

"This guy, like you, is a very powerful tomb thief, just a bad year. This cloth bag has always been like a baby during his lifetime. There are many tools in it, maybe you can use it."

Said the ghost man.After he finished, he reached into the sludge in front of the body and dug a few times. One by one, the lid made of sludge and the sludge was lifted up, and a cave leaked out."right here."

I probed it down and found that the wall of this hole was slate, and 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," said the ghost man. "After you go in, you will definitely see a lot of Miluotu. I don't understand the principle of this organ.

However, there is a trick-you have to find a very special shadow, this Miluo Tuo is different from others.In front of this shadow, one can use this."

He drew a kettle from his arms: "It's hot oil. You pour the hot 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 you see this Miluo Tuo. The difference is very weird."

After talking about the ghost man, he patted me, "You can do it for yourself, don't come out alive."

The ghost man left immediately after speaking, leaving us in the shack, feeling inexplicable.

"He didn't return the gun to me." The fat man said depressed. "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 cooked all the lynxes."

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

The fat man said as he turned over the cloth bag that the ghost man gave me, spreading all the contents on the ground to see what was there.

The corpses on the side make people look chilly, and look at their relics on the side of these bodies. I still think this is not particularly polite.

But when I saw the 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 an iron needle with long arms from those things and threw it to me.I picked it up and took a closer look. The whole long needle was painted with black paint. I don't know how to handle it. There was no trace of paint removal.

Under the flashlight, the long needle presents a non-metallic texture, but judging from its weight, it must be a metal.

The needle is very sharp, and there are some patterns that increase friction in the middle of the needle. If you look closely, you can see that there are six ancient seal characters on the side of the needle.

This is a small tool used by ancient pickpockets to pry open some very delicate jewelry boxes-use this iron needle to insert into the lock seam, and then pry it open.These jewelry boxes are generally made of tin and are very difficult to break.

It can also be used to destroy brick walls that are not particularly strong.It was forged with the technique of casting a sword. At the center of the needle, there is a copper core with a slight bend, which is very hard.

I used to buy a few before, and there were very few people who knew the product. It was too difficult to shoot, and later I played by myself.

These corpses carry these things, it seems that this is the gadget they are usually used to.

These corpses inevitably blamed one another in the early years, but they died unknowingly. They have been lying here for dozens of years, which makes me feel the last desolation of Liangshan.

To die for the wishes of others, it reminded me of Pan Zi. I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. I felt it was a mistake to call him. I do n’t know what happened to them 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's asking for money or realizing some of his own ideas), would I be so worried?

I do n’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.

These corpses have dried up and cracked, making it difficult to detect the cause of death.

The ghost man has 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 they are stagnant because they see the corpse, they do not have to go in.

Fats categorize everything. I do n’t know how to use a lot of things. They are all small pieces, and there are some hot snaps-I like this thing very much.

There are also some buttons-like things made of animal nails, which are dressed with iron wire. The ghost man says that these things are useful, and I dare not believe it, so let the fat man put them away, in case we hang them, these Things can also benefit later generations.

There are a few things in the bits and pieces that I am particularly concerned about. These are some 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 this aluminum-platinum trinket with something wrapped in it. When I opened it, I found it was a pill, smelled, and gunpowder.

This is a self-made flares. After the gunpowder burns, the aluminum platinum is ignited, which will 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.