Volume 1 In 2007, I Was Sucked By My Grandma In The Golden Silkworm Gu Chapter 13 Walking In The Dar
I waited at the edge of the cliff for a long time, but I didn't hear the sound of the big stone tripod falling to the ground.
Maybe the waterfall in the underground river is too loud, or... it's a bottomless pit.
I used the wolf tooth flashlight given by my third uncle to illuminate the cliff. The part near the edge was very slippery. You can see the reflection when the light shines on it. The underground river is five meters wide, rushing from the cave upstream, on the opposite side of the waterfall.
, is a vertical rock wall. On both sides of the bank are wide cave halls. When the flashlight shines through, you can't see the edge. Occasionally, a few dark shadows flash past, probably some small mice. I walked back with lingering fear, flashlight
Looking at the shore, there is a lot of moss, and some small insects are drilling around.
The third uncle took the flashlight over, smiled, but his face turned pale, and said, do you know why he was so anxious?
I nodded and said I understood. If I fell to this situation, I might be scared to death in the air.
He stood up holding the Zamao Xiaodao and said, go back and see how many seconds we fell just now? I said no, because all of a sudden my soul was gone, who had time to count. He sighed and said it's not
We knew it was dozens of meters underground, so let's see if there was a way back. We walked upstream, thinking about the dark abyss, and we were scared, for fear that we would miss the mark and slide down the underground river again, so we left the river.
Three or four meters away, walk slowly.
Walking nearly a hundred meters upstream, you can see a light yellow hole in the sky.
That's where we fell, the altar.
There was a flapping sound of wings in the darkness, flying close to me, and then something was thrown towards me. I followed it, very lightly, it was Duoduo, who was sleeping. The tiger cat flew to the head of the wounded soldier on the mixed-haired path.
Falling, Noisy said, "Little Taoist, you are such a loser. You didn't catch my little loli properly. If it really fell, what should you do?" It said to me, "Don't worry, it's okay. This little loli will be there later."
Just wake up.
Zamao Xiaodao covered his head, still dizzy. Looking at the fat bird, he became angry and said, if you, an old bird, hadn't reincarnated as a starved ghost and ate the tomb spirit, how could this happen? Tell me.
A thousand ways, it's all your fault.
Lord Tiger Cat defended himself, saying shit, if I didn’t eat this tomb spirit, I would be killed by this little poisonous thing like Lu Zuo. That’s right, you little thing like Lu Zuo would be a blessing in disguise, so much.
With a pair of hands like a soldering iron, there is no need to be afraid of ordinary ghosts.
Everyone was annoyed by its nagging. Even the third uncle, who had always respected it, gave it away and asked it to work hard for a while and go up to inform Lao Si and Zhou Lin that we were fine here and there was no need to worry about it for the time being.
The miscellaneous hair flies up and hovers above the head. It is said that it is okay. It will help digestion if it flies just after eating.
The fat parrot flew up, so high.
I looked at the tall yellow circle of light and asked my third uncle if we had enough ropes. From here to the top, it must be thirty or forty meters, right? The third uncle gestured with his thumb, and after thinking silently in his mind, he said, I’m afraid it’s still possible.
It needs to be high, about 56 meters. This rope is definitely not long enough, nor can it be knotted together enough. We may have to wait for a while. Only Lao Si and Zhou Lin can go back and call for help.
I nodded, and then my face immediately turned ugly.
How easy was it to go back and call for help? There were two door gods squatting at the entrance of the cave outside this underground building. Zhou Lin was held by Xue Xiaoyang and rolled to the floor. This was different from "rolling on the bed".
There may have been a few broken bones. Although he was strong, he was not much better. My uncle was even worse. He relied on a little food and water and was hungry for a few days. His left hand was broken at the elbow. I don’t know how.
Yes, but it must be terribly weak.
For these two wounded men, it was still a difficult question whether they could get out of the hole, let alone call for help.
Don't add two complete sets of sacrifices to the stone table altar.
I can imagine that the third uncle can certainly do it too. He sighed with an ugly face and said that the fourth child can really find places. Magnolia officinalis, tea aurantium, woody ti... If you want to find these medicinal materials, they are also available in other places.
But it happened that he () found this place, and so many lives were lost in vain.
I was silent, too many things had happened in the past few hours, and my mind had not even turned around.
Now think about it, three of my uncle’s traveling friends and one guide are dead, and one is missing. On our trip, the guide Lao Jiang also died. I am not familiar with the others, let alone Lao Jiang, this one looks like
He was a Hubei man who looked like a little old man. He was only forty-six years old, and he was the backbone of his family. There were elders above him and younger ones below, but he died here without any explanation.
Although the ones who killed him were those Gan giants who appeared out of nowhere, Xiao Yang, but in fact, do we also have some responsibilities?
I didn't dare to shirk it, and I felt even more uncomfortable.
Recalling the moment when the giants of Gan killed people, I felt terrified. Killings between people who are not of the same kind were so cruel and direct. In fact, not only giants of Gan, but also humans, how many such killings are there? Look.
Look at the allusions of massacres during the invasion of foreign races in Chinese history, look at the slave trade and the killing of Indians in the Western civilized world...
There are always the cruelest devils and the kindest angels in human nature. These are people, real people.
I stood by the river blankly thinking, and was awakened by the calls of my third uncle and Zamao Xiaodao. I turned around and found that they had walked more than ten meters away from me. I asked what was wrong? Zamao Xiaodao waved to me.
He called me over. His voice was mixed with strange emotions. I quickly ran over with Duoduo in my arms, and saw the two of them standing on the edge of a big pit. I walked to the side and looked down, and saw many knots in the big pit.
In the middle of the dirty dust, there are all white bones.
These white bones, some large and some small, may have been fused together due to their age, forming "fossils".
But there were some, but they were extremely clear. Especially at the edges, I saw several huge skulls. This size was simply beyond the reach of human beings, not even comparable to Xiaoyang. There were a few more.
There are complete mummies in this place. Originally, this place was close to an underground river, so it was impossible to have mummies. However, there happened to be a mummy. We looked over and were shocked. This was not a human corpse, but the corpse mentioned by the third uncle before.
The black-scaled mermaid was thrown here after his body was roasted to produce grease.
Here is a large cemetery. When the light shines through, there are many large pits like this in the darkness.
Is this the place where the tomb spirit needs to be suppressed?
The third uncle continued to search with a flashlight, and finally we found a large altar in the south. This is a larger place than the altar just now. In the middle, there is still a stone tripod, four meters tall.
It is tall and rectangular, with two straight ears on the top and four cylindrical tripod legs on the bottom. The layout is almost the same. We walked closer and raised our feet, but we did not dare to step on it.
The third uncle picked up the compass, wiped off the water stains on it, and then recited the "Spell to Ask God to Enlighten". I leaned over and saw the black magnetic needle shaking sharply. I couldn't understand the relationship between the pointer and the direction on the compass, nor did I understand
What do these characters mean? But when I saw Uncle San and Zamao Xiaodao’s faces turned blue, I felt guilty and asked what’s wrong? Zamao Xiaodao smiled, moved his stiff face, and said that there were two pieces of news, one
Which one do you want to listen to first, the good one or the bad one? I suddenly felt bad and said, I’d better listen to the good one.
Zamao Xiaodao pointed to the black magnetic needle of the compass and said that the good news is that this altar, oh, to be precise, it should be called a monument, has no offensive formations; the bad news is that the resentment here is so thick that it is scary, and the black mist
There must be evil spirits around. The third uncle smiled bitterly and said that at this time, he still knows how to bicker. Let's go up and have a look. Maybe we can () find the answer.
We filed in and went to the altar.
This is an altar table with six paintings carved on the ground. We browsed one by one and discussed the abstract images and lines:
The first painting shows emptiness and chaos, the face of the abyss is dark, and the world is in a womb;
The second painting shows the appearance of mountains, surrounded by the sky, dense forests, and giants appearing among the majestic mountains;
The third painting shows three-eyed villains appearing on the alluvial plain between the two mountains. They established a kingdom, farmed, hunted, fished, and offered sacrifices...
The fourth painting is a chaotic and dark underground, with all kinds of horrors emerging, monsters drawn by countless lines;
The fifth painting is a war, with homes destroyed by light and fire, and corpses lying thousands of miles away;
The sixth painting is about building an altar. The three-eyed villain finally defeated the darkness, the one with wings became the king, and built four great cauldrons to suppress the dark formations in the mountains on all sides.
…
Zamao Xiaodao swallowed his saliva, pointed to the sixth picture, and asked if the place we were standing on was one of the formations? Isn’t this too ridiculous? A fairy tale? I remained silent, didn’t say anything, and just thought of the waterfall just now.
Flow down the dark bottomless pit, fearful in my heart, not knowing what is at the end there. Every nation has its own myths and legends. For their own benefit, rulers often exaggerate the facts and compile many fabricated things.
As a result, the things we are exposed to now are not comprehensive. If you don't believe it, you will be fooled. If you believe it and accept it completely, you will be fooled.
However, what does it mean to have such a terrifying altar in such a place?
Is this giant stone cauldron really the formation that suppresses the dark passage?
The third uncle was holding a compass, squatting under the big cauldron, and said that maybe it was true. Look, there is wind, and the pointer shows abnormality. This darkness may be what we call the spiritual world. It's not sure. However,
Since we can get these things here, there must be a way back to the ground. If we look hard, we will definitely () find them.
This place is very big and empty. Zamao and I lost all our equipment, so we only had Uncle San’s flashlight. We gathered together and looked around, but found nothing. Instead, we found an underground river. This is a tributary.
, can not be compared with the rushing underground river in front, it is gentle. There are many stones next to this stream, and if we look through the gaps, we can see white objects. We walked a few steps closer and found that they were eggs. The eggs were like a baby's little fist.
They are large and densely distributed on the river bank and on the rocks. When you turn over a big stone and look around, you will see a vast expanse of white.
Everything has a degree, and once there are too many, it will make people feel weird.
I felt numb in the back and felt something in my heart. I looked back and saw that in the darkness, there were suddenly dots of flames, blue and green. It looked like the night sky in my hometown and county.
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