White fog is also called miasma, a poisonous gas produced by the decay of animals and plants in tropical virgin forests.
This toxic gas produced by moisture, heat and steam can cause illness if inhaled in excess.
Seeing that the miasma was getting thicker and thicker, Li Hong took out a 3M gas mask from his backpack and distributed it to everyone.
After passing through this dense forest full of miasma, the sky gradually darkened.
Li Hong had been a scout for many years and had extremely rich experience in surviving in the wild. He led the others to find a relatively open place nearby and prepared to set up camp and rest on the spot.
After nearly a day of driving on the mountain road, everyone was exhausted. Fortunately, the team was relatively united and everyone worked together to set up tents and bonfires.
In less than half an hour, two tents and a bonfire piled with branches were completed.
A bonfire was lit, and everyone gathered together, eating and warming themselves by the fire.
Bonfires can not only repel insects, provide lighting, and provide warmth, but can also bake clothes and shoes. When traveling in humid mountains and forests, the biggest fear is that your shoes will get wet. If your feet are soaked in a humid environment for a long time, they will easily become infected.
Therefore, Li Hong has been asking everyone to dry their shoes and socks first. This is the first priority today.
When everyone was eating in front of the campfire, Chang Deming, who had filled his stomach, couldn't help but get up and sing a song to the endless mountains and forests.
Although Chang Deming works in the Cultural Relics Bureau, he has always had a dream in his heart: to write a song that everyone knows.
He likes music. Whenever he finishes his work for the day, he goes home and listens to his favorite music with headphones on for a while without being disturbed by anyone. He likes this feeling.
What Chang Deming just sang was one of his favorite songs, "If This Isn't Love" by Jacky Cheung.
Zuo Shisan felt that Chang Deming's singing was pretty good. When he sang, he completely ignored the surrounding environment and devoted himself entirely to the singing.
As soon as the fat man heard someone singing, he became addicted to singing and opened his mouth to sing:
"If this isn't love, why should I be sad..."
"Fat man, stop! Stop it quickly!" After Zuo Shisan heard the fat man's singing voice that sounded like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, he quickly stopped him.
The fat man looked unhappy:
"Brother, why do you keep interrupting me?"
"Stop howling in the wilderness. The wild wolves may make you howl later!" Zuo Shisan said.
The fat man looked dissatisfied:
"Senior brother, don't always think that my singing is not good. That's because you have no musical ability at all and can't appreciate my high-level singing voice."
"Yes, yes, everything you said is right. I can't appreciate it, so please be quiet for a while." Zuo Shisan said.
Zhao Man sat opposite and watched the two of them bickering with a smile, and shook his head with a smile.
Zhang Rong sat next to Shang Yunsu and glanced at her from time to time.
Shang Yunsu had long seen this boy peeking at him, and suddenly turned his head and stared at him, their eyes meeting each other!
Zhang Rong quickly turned his head to the side.
Shang Yunsu sneered and said:
"Humph, you're so coy, you don't look like a man!"
After Zhang Rong heard Shang Yunsu's words, he quickly turned around and said:
"I...I'm not coy at all!"
Shang Yunsu said no more, but looked down at the bonfire in front of him in trance.
Zhang Rong was a little embarrassed, so he turned to look at captain Peng Changsheng aside, changed the topic and asked:
"Captain Peng, you have been in the industry for so many years. You must have encountered all kinds of bizarre and terrifying things when you were performing tasks outside. Now that we are all together, you might as well tell us about them."
Chang Deming also nodded and said:
"Yes, I really want to hear it too!"
Peng Changsheng waved his hand and said:
"Forget it. After all, you have only been in the industry for a short time. I really have to tell you some things, for fear that you will be too scared to sleep!"
When Peng Changsheng said this, even Fatty and Zhao Man were aroused.
The fat man said quickly:
"Captain Peng, our team is all adults, so you can tell us with confidence and boldness. It just so happens that we can practice our courage now!"
"Do you really want to hear it?" Peng Changsheng also became interested and lit a cigarette.
"Want to hear it!" several people said in unison.
So Peng Changsheng told the people present an extremely terrifying and bizarre incident that he encountered more than 20 years ago...
In the 1990s, at that time, the cultural relics protection law was not yet complete, and the country had not yet fully paid attention to the protection of cultural relics.
Therefore, many criminals use the guise of treasure hunting, but in fact they are digging graves and robbing graves. They are all out-and-out tomb robbers.
It was at that time that Peng Changsheng joined the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau. At that time, there were only a few people in the Cultural Relics Bureau and there was a serious shortage of manpower.
Peng Changsheng was first assigned to the cultural relic excavation and protection team.
On the second day of work, I went with the team to Xi'an to excavate and protect an ancient tomb from the Sui Dynasty.
The burial standards of this ancient tomb are very high, and there are at least four ear chambers detected by the sound waves!
However, the ancient tombs of the Sui Dynasty have always been well-organized. The tomb walls are made of bluestone and there are empty spaces. You must be careful if you want to enter.
In the group at that time, there was also Captain Mo Jin who washed his hands in a golden basin.
His name is Qing Wanli.
With the assistance of Qing Wanli, the tomb door was quickly opened and the mechanism behind the tomb door was cracked.
Everyone followed Qing Wanli into this ancient tomb that had been sealed in dust for thousands of years!
The tomb passage is not long, no more than five meters. Behind the tomb passage are two ear chambers on the left and right. After passing through the ear chambers, you come to the front room. The front room is empty, with only a few human figurines and pottery jars buried with them.
When we came to the middle room, there was a huge clay pot in the middle. The pot had a painted body and three legs underneath.
Except for this clay pot, there is nothing else in the entire huge middle room.
Everyone present was stunned, because no one expected that such a strange scene would appear in the ancient tombs of the Sui Dynasty.
Even Qing Wanli, the experienced gold-touching captain, has never seen such a scene.
So he quickly took out a candle from his backpack, lit it and placed it in the southeast corner of the tomb.
The candle had just been put down, and before Qing Wanli could get up, there was a soft "pop" sound and it went out...
A wisp of white smoke slowly rose from the extinguished candle.
After Qing Wanli saw the extinguished candle, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly shouted to the cultural relic excavation and protection personnel present:
"Everyone, leave quickly, it's not safe here!"
The captain at that time, Lao Wang, didn’t accept Qing Wanli’s tactics at all:
"Wanli, I'm not telling you, what time has it been now? Hurry up and put away all those old superstitions of yours. When the candle goes out, it goes out. If the wind blows it, won't it go out!"
Qing Wanli glared at Lao Wang and said:
"This tomb is airtight from all sides, where does the wind come from?!"
Lao Wang was so straight-tempered and became angry when he heard Qing Wanli yelling at him:
"Who are you yelling at here! Isn't it just a candle that went out? I don't believe in this evil today. A person who has been dead for more than a thousand years can still scare away the living people like us.
Is it a success?!"
As soon as Lao Wang finished speaking, the empty tomb chamber rang out with a sneer of "cluck, cluck, cluck"...
