Most people in our field are adapted to dark environments, but there are two types of darkness: familiar and unfamiliar. If I am in unfamiliar darkness, I will still feel uncomfortable, just like now.
"Head, can you turn on the light?"
There was a sound of banging the head in the darkness.
"Wait a minute, it's not unusual to have rats in caves, but such a large number is really abnormal."
Xiaoxuan grabbed my hand and said in a nervous voice: "I'm scared to death. This island is isolated from the rest of the world, and no one is farming on the island. What do so many rats usually eat to survive? There won't be any dead bodies in this hole, right?"
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Dou Sprouts said: "What are the corpses of dead people? Zhao Xuanxuan, don't you understand? This is not a mouse, this is a field mouse. It has a very strong ability to lay babies. On average, one can lay five or six litters a year, and the number of babies born is two."
They can grow up in three months. These beasts can survive by eating tree roots and weeds. I think this is most likely a vole hole. All the voles on the island hide here for the winter because we broke in and made them stressed.
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After talking, Dou Sprout turned on the flashlight.
I saw rats still scurrying around, but their numbers were significantly smaller than a few minutes ago.
Xiaoxuan and I also turned on the flashlights.
Bean sprouts stepped on one, and the mouse immediately started squeaking non-stop.
"Did you see? Am I right? Voles are small, have long tails, thin fur, and smaller eyes than the mice at home."
As he spoke, Dou Sprout picked up one and tried to throw it at Xiaoxuan.
"You're going to die! Get away! It's about to be lost!" Xiaoxuan yelled.
Dou Sprout smiled and threw it away.
I was too nervous just now, but now I can see clearly, it does look like a field mouse.
Suddenly Xiaoxuan said: "I feel like I was bitten."
"Where did you bite??" I asked quickly.
Xiaoxuan bent down and lifted up her right trouser leg.
Shockingly, I saw bite marks above her ankle, but the amount of bleeding was very small.
Dou Sprouts scratched his head: "It stands to reason that voles don't bite people. I used to catch these things when I was a kid in my hometown in Zhoushan, and I've never been bitten before. Don't be afraid. It's no big deal. It's not poisonous."
"Come and take a look."
"What's wrong?"
I saw him holding up the flashlight and shining it towards the corner of the cave.
I went over to take a look.
"Hang... head, what is this? How could this happen?"
I saw a few mice in the corner with their tails knotted together, actually tangled together!
When we shined the flashlight, we saw that these mice were trying hard to escape in different directions. The result was that they were spinning in circles like a tug of war. Their tails became more and more entangled, and none of them could escape! They kept squeaking, and I counted them.
There are seven in total.
Xiaoxuan covered her mouth and said, "Could it be that these two accidentally bumped into each other when they were running around?"
"Yunfeng, do you know what this is called?" he asked me.
"have no idea."
He held up his head with a strong flashlight and shined it on the top of the cave, then left and right, frowning and said: "This is called the Rat King, and some people call it the Rat King phenomenon. The last time I saw this was at the Wei Qi Liu Family in Tianjin.
The year the rat plague was controlled.”
"Botou, does this mean something?"
He shook his head and said: "It doesn't mean anything. If you believe it, it exists, if you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. We just don't believe it. Let's go and have a look in front."
Then we started exploring inside the cave.
At this time Dou Sprout patted me, he came over and said to me in a low voice: "Fengzi...I know what I want to say, it is unlucky...In the past, the old man said that if you see the Rat King, you will die a lot."
Human."
"Shh... shut the fuck up, do you think I really don't know? If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it. We've already told you everything. If we don't believe it, it's over."
Dou Yazi licked his nostrils and whispered: "This can be considered a vision. Maybe there is some big treasure hidden in this cave. Fengzi, is this really a cave dug by man? How much manpower and material resources would it cost?"
"Look there."
I looked at a location near the top of the cave and whispered: "Did you see it? Those are the marks left by the iron awl when the stone was cut. It is strange in other places, but not strange in Qiandao Lake. It looks like a tourist attraction.
Bangyuan Cave, Fangla Cave, and the Dongshan Long Cave we went to before all have traces similar to iron cones. The Chun'an Hundred Thousand Hidden Soldier Cave and the Training Cave recorded in Song history have not been found until now."
"Could it be that this is the Cave of One Hundred Thousand Hidden Soldiers recorded in history books?"
"No, I see the height and scale of this cave. It would be difficult to hide hundreds of people."
"Then what is this place? Why did people hundreds of years ago dig a cave here?"
"Who are you asking me? I don't know. Maybe it has something to do with the marching pot or stone tablet we dug up."
After chatting quietly with Dou Sprout for a few words, I suddenly realized something.
Compared with the north, many coin hoards in the south are stored in caves. Some are packed in large jars and water tanks, and some are packed in wooden boxes. Those wooden boxes are basically rotten in the soil, but a large number of ancient coins inside are due to rust.
It has become a square or square shape, so when you see the square shape of the mountain of money, you will know that it was originally packed in a box. People in the industry call this kind of official cellar, but it is not actually the case. I think it was buried secretly by rich people in the past.
Cave in Gupu County, Sichuan, Hekou Town Cave in Huoqiu County, Anhui, Xisaishan Cave in Hubei, Liushahe Cave in Ningxiang, Hunan, etc. are all calculated in tons.
In the past, northerners liked to bury their assets near their old homes or fields, while southerners liked to hide their assets in caves. Southerners called these "money caves." Meimei's Yongzhou store has been purchasing large quantities of southern caves.
As for the storage, as far as I know, she has a warehouse, which contains at least fifty or sixty tons of goods stored in the southern caves. If someone were to go in and pick them one by one, they would not be able to finish it in ten years without eating or drinking.
So I thought to myself, is it possible that this is what the southerners call a money cave?
Now I both hope so and hope not.
The reason why I hope it is is that there may be a large number of ancient copper coins. The reason why I hope not is also very simple. I don't like it.
What we are pursuing is lost history, the kind of treasure like the sinking silver in Jiangkou, the treasure obtained by the rebel army in the past when they raided the five prefectures and sixteen counties.
There is a wall between legend and reality. You can't see or touch it, but it will completely block you. The material that builds this wall is time.
The third year of Xuanhe, from 1121 to 2007, totaled 886 years.
People living here have died generation after generation, and even the Xin'an River has changed its course. What is left in Qiandao Lake is only Hecheng, the lion city that sleeps under the water, Fangla Cave, the legend of Yinjia Mountain, and the Painted Cloth Sutra.
legend.
Front varnish cloth, back varnish cloth, middle varnish cloth.
Some people in the local area pronounce this sentence as seven steps in the front, seven steps in the back, and seven steps in the middle.
I meditated hard on this sentence during my stay in Qiandao Lake. I read it in my mind at least eight hundred times, and I felt more and more that there was something in it.
I dare to say whoever believes me! Whoever can decipher this sentence first will be able to find the treasure of the rebel army first. By then, there will be less to worry about! Three generations of descendants will be financially free.
Both Boss and I firmly believe that this treasure will not disappear for no reason. It must still be hidden somewhere locally. I will definitely decipher this varnished sutra that has been passed down in Qiandao Lake for 800 years.
Taking a deep breath, firming up my goal, I followed quickly with a flashlight.