Volume 1: In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother with golden silkworms Chapter 61
People usually call the sounds of nature, such as the sound of wind, birdsong, springs, and all kinds of sounds that condense the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, as the sounds of nature to describe the beauty of the sounds. As soon as I stepped into the room, I felt this "
"Woooo" sounds came from all directions, making people shudder. The whole world seemed to be tilting and shaking slightly. I couldn't scream secretly. I stood still with my hands in the Mingwang Seal and shouted loudly: "Spirit"
The world became quiet, and the white mist also separated into a group and entangled with me.
I took a few steps back to the side, and then I felt the scenery around me change. There were endless evil ghosts swarming around, baring their teeth and claws, and letting out weird and terrifying screams. I immediately felt something was wrong, so I took out the vibrator I just got and looked at the fog to take a photo.
Go, the Infinite Heavenly Lord shouted loudly, and drank loudly. However, Xu had been away from me for too long, and the mirror spirit did not move at all, and the cloud of mist actually hit me in the chest.
I couldn't avoid it, so I had to take a deep breath, close my eyes and endure the blow.
My whole body felt cold, as if I had fallen into an ice cave, and there was a thick paste-like substance that blocked my mouth and nose, making it difficult for me to breathe. Fortunately, the golden silkworm Gu was in my body, and any sinister evil energy was gone.
When I encounter it, I naturally have to avoid it, so this state only lasts for a few seconds, and disappears without a trace as the heat in my body fills up. I took two steps forward and called the man with the bamboo pole, but he didn't seem to see it.
I waved the kabala bowl in my hand, and I reached out to pull his left hand.
This bowl was made of hard bones and it hurt me terribly. Just when I was about to form a seal to wake him up, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart.
The golden silkworm Gu in my body brought me an extremely terrifying danger.
Without any warning, my feet went weak and I rolled down the ground uncontrollably. Then I heard crazy shooting sounds from behind me. Bullets were flying wantonly in the air. A burst of gunpowder smoke filled the air. Then I heard the shattering of pottery urns.
I heard the crazy screams of someone in despair, heard the violent collision of bullets with the floor and walls, heard someone laughing wildly, and seemed to hear the sound of the God of Death waving a sickle wantonly...
In an instant, the world was in chaos, but this was just the beginning. When I smelled the unique smell of blood, there was a strange rhythm in the ground where I was lying. Within a few seconds, the place I was in was...
Several square bricks suddenly disappeared, and I quickly slid down the suddenly exposed ramp, my consciousness sinking into the darkness at that moment.
I yelled, trying my best to vent the fear in my heart, and not letting the protective consciousness in my body temporarily "shut down" my mind. I shouted the nine-character mantra to keep my altar clear. This feeling is difficult for me to describe in detail.
According to the description, friends who want to know more about it can go to the amusement park in their city and do the roller coaster three times in a row.
Finally, as if ten thousand years had passed, when I felt my butt was bleeding, my body suddenly flew into the air, and then fell heavily onto a soft and slippery thing. I sighed deeply in my heart, feeling that my soul had just turned around.
I came over, and before I could take a breath, I felt something rushing toward me with the sound of wind. I subconsciously stretched out my hand to catch it, and looked in the faint light. Holy shit, it turned out to be a rice spoon with a flat head.
It's the cobra that's often talked about on TV, and my hand just happened to get its head stuck.
Fighting consciousness.
Only then did I realize that the soft and slippery things under my butt were none other than coiled poisonous snakes. They were all crushed into pulp by me who suddenly fell from the sky. However, these were not the only poisonous snakes.
In the space I am in, there are countless venomous snakes, filling my sight, and the snakes they spit out make a "hissing" sound, which is frightening.
A venomous snake can kill someone, not to mention that I was so unlucky that I fell into a snake den?
Is this the place where Sakulang keeps snakes?
However, I have seen the big scene, and I know that there is no use in panic at this time, so I shouted decisively, "Please show me, Lord Golden Silkworm Gu," in an attempt to use the power of Golden Silkworm Gu to make these poisonous snakes calm down and not waste their time.
Attack me. Facts have proved that the reputation of the fat bug as the king of poisons is true. As soon as it appeared, it immediately exuded "bastard energy" from its fat body. The fat body shook again and again, and the surrounding people were shocked.
Coming closer, the venomous snake that was ready to move was actually intimidated by the king with acne on his forehead, and reluctantly retreated a distance of ten feet.
Even the struggling black cobra in my hand became trembling, like soft noodles, and did not dare to move.
I looked at the fat insect looking at me with a pair of black bean eyes. Its triumphant look made people laugh.
However, this guy who has been practicing in a pottery jar for nearly a year and has eaten hundreds of venomous snakes naturally has a unique temperament. He is not angry and has no authority. I was so moved that I almost shed tears. If it weren't for my fat family
It seemed that I could not avoid the tragedy of being fat and eaten by insects. I was so excited at the moment that I couldn’t take into account its reputation as a “chrysanthemum” and kissed its fleshy body vigorously.
The ice is cold, and a scent of sandalwood lingers between the lips and teeth. It tastes really good.
The fat insect was quite embarrassed and struggled to break free from my hand, then flew to the head of the king cobra in my hand, leaned down, broke open its head, and sucked hard. After a few seconds, this
The skin of a venomous snake more than one meter long shrunk and had no luster, and seemed to have lost all vitality. I threw away the snake in my hand, stood up, and began to look at the environment I was in, while the fat bugs flew above and looked down.
Watching the gluttonous feast in front of him.
This is a large cave. It is hard to imagine that there is such an underground cave with karst landforms under the tropical rainforest of Myanmar. It is very wide. Except for a few dim yellow lights on the wall near me, there is no other underground cave.
There is deep darkness everywhere, and the darkness is as thick as ink, so thick that it cannot be melted away. And this light is also very interesting. It is made of a white candle as thick as a bowl, which lights up quietly and emits a light.
A scent that is both strange and familiar to me.
To put it simply, this place is a "convex" shaped space, and I am in that protruding place.
With the protection of this fat worm, I became much more courageous. I stood up and walked forward, but the snakes retreated one after another. The fat worm was very powerful. Whenever it saw anyone retreating slowly, it would fly to the top of my head and suck at it for a while.
All the essence of life was absorbed, which made the snakes even more frightened. I felt a large rolling mass of black air in front of me, as strong as substance. This black air frightened me, but also made me curious, so I walked slowly towards it.
Passing near a light, I suddenly saw something on the rock wall. This discovery made me think of something, and I quickly walked over. Snakes and insects have been climbing on this rock wall all year round, and it has changed its appearance. There is a layer of
I couldn't see the black dirt carefully, so I stretched out my hand to peel off the layer of dirt, revealing the appearance of the thing on the rock wall.
This is actually a crude mural, and one I am familiar with.
I have seen murals of the same style in the caves in Qingshanjie, Jinping, and also in the Yelang memorial ceremony in Shennongjia. They are all composed of red and black lines or arcs, simple and bright.
, generous and simple, with strong and unique styles in patterns and patterns. They all describe little people with three eyes and square eyes on their foreheads. I have no intention of analyzing the content of this mural, but I am deeply shocked.
I kept thinking of the eve of the Spring Festival in 2007, when an old man from the countryside asked me with a slightly sarcastic smile: "Do you really think that the vast Yelang Alliance country is really arrogant?"
I really didn't believe it, but I knew clearly that the place I was in was under the mountains and forests of Myanmar, a foreign country.
There are actually the remains of Yelang’s old friends here!
So, what is their intention in carving these pictures on these underground mountain walls? What kind of information do these murals convey, and what kind of history do they tell?
I don't know, I was just impressed by that magical country thousands of years ago. A sense of historical weight came to my face, weighing heavily on my heart. But now is not the time to sigh about this. After looking at it for a while, I didn't.
Instead of continuing, he took out a powerful flashlight from his worn backpack and shined it into the darkness, trying to find the way back.
When I walked out of the "convex"-shaped opening and looked into the darkness, a golden light dazzled my eyes. I was stunned and walked over quickly, only to see a pile of wooden boxes.
They were neatly placed in front of me, and the top row was all opened, revealing overlapping bricks, densely packed. The reason why they reflect a golden color is because these bricks are all
Made of gold.
These boxes and gold bricks are marked with traditional Chinese characters, Japanese characters, and Arabic numerals.
I seemed to understand in an instant the real intention of Wu Wulun and Kato Haraji: in the war seventy years ago, although Japan has not admitted it to this day, it did play the role of a bandit, killing most of the
All the wealth in Asia was plundered, and after the defeat, the gold, jewelry and other hard currencies it plundered were inexplicably missing and disappeared.
Some people say that all this wealth has fallen into the hands of Japan's major chaebols (Mitsui, Mitsubishi, Fuji, Sumitomo...), and here General MacArthur (a member of a certain brotherhood, not specific), the commander of the United States in Japan, serves as the
He played a disgraceful role, so much so that during the Korean War, the major Japanese chaebols were cultivated with blood. Since then, Japan has rapidly risen from a country in ruins to the world's second largest economic entity, which can be called a miracle.
Some people also say that when Japan was about to be defeated in 1945, the emperor issued an edict, and under the supervision of the most bushido-spirited young officers in the Japanese military, the gold was distributed and hidden in the jungles of Southeast Asia, and the locations were marked out for later use.
It is actually credible to use this statement when Japan rises again, because in 1946, based on the information confessed by war criminals, the US military unearthed tons of gold and jewelry from the jungles of the Philippines, and these
War criminals were dealt with lightly in the subsequent Tokyo Trial; after Japan's economic rise in the 1960s and 1970s, Japanese companies continued to arrive in Southeast Asia to carry out exploration work in the name of investment...
These speculations are not in the minority. I only heard them before. However, the moment I saw these golds, I confirmed at least the second guess. Everything in this world is trivial, and only benefits can make things happen. People are tired from running around, and Sakulang's existence in this mountain forest did not happen overnight. If the superiors behind Wu Wulun didn't know, I would even believe that sows can climb trees. In essence, it is a country that is still in turmoil. It is really not convincing at all for a country in China to send out this elite group to rescue the captive victims. On the contrary, if it is said that it is for this large amount of wealth, there is no ambiguity.
The same goes for Kato Haruji, but the reason why this Japanese boy went alone may be more because of the Kirin Fetus.
I can still feel it from my contact with him.
If in the past, such a large amount of gold was placed in front of me, I would have gone crazy with joy. However, now my heartbeat has only accelerated a few times, and I am no longer excited. After all, if I lose my life, I will have money. What's the use? My intuition told me that the Japanese army chose to build a base here to hide gold, and its purpose was not just for the sake of secrecy. After passing the pile of boxes, I came to a huge stone tripod. This stone tripod is huge. , three meters high, and its appearance and style are very similar to the one in the Yelang Sacrifice Hall.
I stood quietly in front of the stone tripod and felt an inexplicable pressure crushing me.
Fat bugs hovered between my eyebrows, helping me to resist this pressure.
After the stone tripod, there is a cliff, a bottomless abyss, and endless darkness below. I seem to have an indescribable feeling that jumps out of my heart. Looking at everything inside, I always have an uneasy feeling. Really, my head started to hurt for a moment. Suddenly, the stone cauldron began to shake violently, and then vigorous black energy emerged from the cauldron. With this shaking, the land on the cliff began to crack continuously, huge The stone fell into the abyss. I wanted to step back, but was wrapped around my body by the black air.
My whole body was shaken, and suddenly I felt like my soul was out of my mind, and my body was falling into the abyss along with everything.
When I fell, I shouted angrily to myself: No, this is an illusion!
…
When I opened my eyes again, I found a petite body thrust into my arms, and Zamao Xiaodao's wretched face was shouting something to me anxiously. I came back to my senses. , there was a burst of surprise in my heart: I searched for him through hundreds of searches, and it took no effort to find him. Looking at the nervousness on Duoduo's face in my arms, and then the surprised face, I breathed a sigh of relief: It was an illusion, he is not dead. very nice!
Is it really an illusion?
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