The two of them walked for a long time. Huang Lang was injured anyway, and he couldn't hold on any longer: "I asked, are there still illusions here? Why is this cave so deep? I can't walk anymore!"
"It's not like an illusion. These caves seem to have been dug manually! Look, there are traces all over the stone walls."
In order to save battery, I only turned on Huang Lang's flashlight. This guy actually used the things he bought from the canteen to recharge the battery. The light was really bad. He didn't pay attention to the cave walls on both sides. He just felt that the road was long and straight, and it didn't look like anything.
It is a naturally occurring form.
Just in case, Ding Li also used the fluorescent paint that Wang Yajun used last time to number the forks. Who knew that after walking for so long, there was not even a single turn, let alone a fork in the road.
"I don't feel right!" Huang Lang still said: "Think about it, we have been walking for half an hour? This area has not reached the end yet. Even if it is opened manually, how big a project is it? It is not a modern nuclear defense fortification.
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In fact, Ding Li had been suspicious for a long time. When he heard Huang Lang's words, he turned on his flashlight, and a snow-white light shone out, which was comparable to a dozen of Huang Lang's flashlights. Ding Li
I made a mark on the stone wall and continued walking for a while.
He almost cursed out loud. He actually saw the mark he just made again. Huang Lang immediately sat down on the ground and didn't want to get up: "Nawu has a pig head, is there a ghost breaking the wall in this ghost place?"
"It's not like a ghost building a wall, it seems like this road is built in a circular shape!" Ding Li said, looking at the curvature of the cave wall.
Huang Lang suddenly became energetic. He had caught a tomb robber when he was a policeman. He had heard of this kind of ecstasy. This is a very simple deception method in ancient buildings, especially ancient tombs, which uses visual errors.
It deceives people all over the place. However, it is too easy to break this kind of thing. As long as the lighting tool in your hand is bright enough, you can easily see the flaw. No one has built this thing since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, not to mention the labor and effort.
, the effect alone is not good. It just bullies the guilty conscience of ancient tomb robbers, and the lighting tools are crude.
So this cave was at least built before the Sui and Tang Dynasties? Who was free at that time to do such a thing in this broken cave? And what happened to so many Qing soldiers who died outside?
Listening to Lin Shanke's simple words, Ding Li really thought this place was just an ordinary cave, but now it seems that this place has an evil character!
This time they used flashlights to shine on the surrounding walls as they walked, and sure enough they found a stone door in an inconspicuous place. Why did it feel similar to the caves in western Hunan? Ding Li even wondered if an armored corpse would jump out when he pushed the stone door open.
"Look, look. What does this mark mean?" Huang Lang pointed at an inconspicuous symbol beside the stone gate and shouted.
"White Lotus Sect!" Ding Li's heart suddenly thumped when he saw the symbol. Just now he was thinking that the style of the stone door in this inconspicuous place was very similar to that in the cave in western Hunan. Who knew that he would immediately see the red symbol of the White Lotus Sect?
The sign of fire comes from the white lotus.
This place was opened by the White Lotus Sect? Why did they open a cave in this deep mountain and old forest? Is it a treasure cave?
By the way, I remembered it. When Ding Li was searching for information on the White Lotus Sect, he came across a statement. It was said that from the Xuande to Chenghua years of the Ming Dynasty, more than 150 people had gathered due to land annexation or taxation and corvee.
Tens of thousands of farmers who fled to the Jingxiang Mountains to make a living are also known as shanty dwellers. They work in groups by the thousands, reclaim wasteland, cut down trees and build shacks, and move erratically, so they are called shanty dwellers. The government regards them as "thieves in Yuansou" and wants to impose sanctions.
The Jingxiang area has Qinling Mountains in the north, Daba Mountain in the south, Xiong'er Mountain in the east, Wudang Mountain, Shennongjia, and Jingshan Mountain in the middle. It spans the three provinces of Shaanxi, Henan, and Hubei. It is blocked by valleys, deep mountains, and sparsely populated, making it a weak link of feudal rule.
Later, the refugees started an uprising and were put down by the Ming Dynasty. But from then on, until the Qing Dynasty, there were still a large number of refugees gathering in the mountains and ravines. When the White Lotus Sect started the uprising, most of them were these refugees. So to put it this way,
Come on, maybe this place is the former White Lotus Sect activity area!…
These thoughts passed by in a flash, and without paying attention, Huang Lang had already pushed open the stone door and walked in. Ding Li didn't hold him back, so Huang Lang walked in.
However, after waiting for a long time, Huang Lang's screams were not heard. It seemed that there was no ambush inside the stone gate! This guy is too reckless. I wonder how he became a policeman before? With this in mind, he naturally followed in.
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In the cave behind the stone gate, many murals began to appear. They do not look like the masterpieces of the White Lotus Sect. However, they are somewhat similar to the murals in the Kejia Cave in western Hunan more than 2,000 years ago. Anyway, Ding Li is a
It was also incomprehensible. Moreover, the aura on the mural seemed to have been destroyed, so that Ding Li could no longer feel it at all.
"This doesn't look like something from the White Lotus Sect?" Huang Lang asked doubtfully. He said, "I feel like this was drawn by prehistoric primitives!"
Ding Li also felt something when he looked at it. Those murals with simple and weird lines made him feel like they were children's graffiti: "Hurry up, you are not an artist, what kind of murals are you looking at!"
"What are you talking about? When I was a child, my teachers and parents all praised me for my artistic talent, saying that if I learned painting, I might be able to become a great painter!" Huang Lang said boldly.
"Okay, great painter, can you tell me what's in these paintings?"
"It seems like the house is being burned down!" Huang Lang said, pointing to the most conspicuous mural.
Ding Li stared at it for a long time and couldn't see where these lines looked like burning down a house: "You're just talking nonsense! If you don't leave quickly, the battery will run out of power soon."
Huang Lang said with a playful smile: "It's okay, I have a lot of batteries, I have enough..." As he said this, his face suddenly changed color: "Where are the things in my backpack?"
Ding Li shined his flashlight and saw that there was a big hole in the backpack behind Huang Lang. It was empty and everything had fallen out. It must have been done by the Japanese ghost just now. To be honest, the Japanese ghost suddenly disappeared.
Ding Li was left with a knot in his heart. He always felt that the Japanese ghost would jump out of the darkness and give them a sneak attack. The mandrills were also missing.
Coming into this hole?
"There is a house here!" Huang Lang screamed, and Ding Li almost fainted. This guy couldn't explain clearly. How could there be a house in the cave? It was clearly a stone room with a simple stone inside.