Facing the sharp fangs, for the first time in my life, I truly experienced what it means to be helpless. When faced with death, I clearly didn’t want to die and didn’t give in, but I couldn’t resist the coming of death.
At this time, the rocks above my head rolled down the slope, and there was a low but very penetrating sound. I didn't react much to these external sounds, and it was too late.
Thinking, because I was completely restrained by the fangs that might threaten my life. But the thing that killed me was watching all directions. This was an excellent hunter. It was not only hunting prey, but also paying attention to whether there were any other animals around it.
Something that threatens you.
Just for a moment, a bright light flashed from above me, and then I felt hot blood rushing to my face. The thing that was about to bite my throat let out a low whine, and the front legs
At the root, there is a bright knife.
Wow…
The rocks slid down faster. It was obvious that someone was rushing down from the top. The two things turned around and ran away. I also turned over and climbed up. It was Zhao Yingjun who rushed over. Without saying a word, he took out a stone with only one stone.
A small black skull as big as a fist was thrown towards the one with the gunshot wound, and he quickly chased after the one with the knife in its front leg.
I don’t know what Zhao Yingjun threw out, but the black skull-like thing just rolled next to it. Suddenly, it seemed as if there was an invisible rope binding the other party. I saw that he was wounded by a gunshot.
The thing was screaming, and its four claws were clawing back and forth blindly and irregularly, as if it was fighting a fierce fight with an invisible opponent.
Zhao Yingjun didn't care about this at all, and he chased the other one. The other one's leg was injured, and he was still running very fast, but during the violent running, the knife still in the body pulled up and down with the muscles, causing more cuts.
With a lot of muscle tissue, it ran forward for a while, bent its front legs, and fell to the ground. Zhao Yingjun had been chasing after him. He seized this opportunity, rushed over, and stepped on the neck of the thing.
The thing was still struggling fiercely, but its neck was stepped on and it couldn't escape no matter how hard it ran. Zhao Yingjun punched it hard on the head. I know Zhao Yingjun's strength. Even if this punch is not as strong as Wu Song's,
It was almost done. The thing whined again, and its four legs immediately changed from struggling to twitching. Zhao Yingjun easily pulled out the knife from its body, and then wiped it on its neck, and a stream of blood spurted out.
Zhao Yingjun's hands were covered with splattered blood, but as if nothing had happened, he walked back with the knife. The thing with the gunshot wound seemed to be really entangled by something invisible.
Zhao Yingjun easily kicked it down and touched it on the neck.
"I came in time, I guess." Zhao Yingjun picked his nose and put the dagger away.
I lay down immediately. Although my heart was beating fast, it felt good to be pulled back from the edge of death. Because of the watch, the injury on my left wrist was not serious. I just lay down for a second, and suddenly
Thinking of something again, I quickly got up and trampled the black centipedes one by one in the pile of rocks.
"Don't worry about anything else for now, come here to help."
Zhao Yingjun greeted me. When he saw Li Shunzi's body, he felt strange, but he knew it must be related to those two weird yellow-skin-like things. We picked up all the yellow-skinned bodies and threw them next to Li Shunzi.
, then I told Zhao Yingjun what happened while helping him dig the hole.
"Let this matter go away, it's no big deal." Zhao Yingjun said it as if it was nothing.
"Are you okay?" I raised my hand to show him my wrist.
"I'm right, you are fine now. You don't need to call me my benefactor, you can just call me Yingjun or Handsome Zhao." Zhao Yingjun said as if he was really very handsome, grinning.
Seven or Eight Teeth: "Hurry up and be quick with your hands and feet. All these things must be taken care of, and those old fools can't find any abnormal traces."
"Why have you been gone for so long? If you had come back earlier, I wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation."
Zhao Yingjun quickly dug a hole and threw all the corpses in, while telling me about his past experiences.
Lao Maozi was indeed active nearby. It was a hole that was blown up after precise directional blasting. They must have certain information, because there was only one blasting point, which meant that they took action only after the location was completely determined. As soon as we approached
When he was here, Zhao Yingjun speculated that there must be water nearby, either a surface river or underground water, because the vegetation here is more lush than other places with the same soil environment.
After the hole that was blown out, the air quality changed. Zhao Yingjun originally wanted to follow the two Russians to find the right place and then come back to pick me up, but he suddenly changed his mind after he got there because all the Russians were there.
During the operation, Zhao Yingjun thought it would be okay for me to stay alone on the pile of rocks, so he followed the two Russians into the cave.
As Zhao Yingjun expected, the humidity inside the cave was higher than outside. He didn't dare to follow so closely, so he was far away from the opponent. However, he was groping in that place in the dark, and the speed was quite slow, and he couldn't make any noise.
, Zhao Yingjun followed and lost the two people in front of him. However, he still did not give up and continued to move forward.
There was really nothing worth exploring in the space there at first. Just like some karst underground karst caves in the south, water continuously seeped and dripped from many places, and converged into many small streams on the ground.
.The terrain is low, and the water flow follows the terrain. Zhao Yingjun walked for a while and felt that it was too uncomfortable, so he planned to come back first. But just when he was about to come back, two Russians who had lost track of him were in front for some reason.
After stopping for a moment, Zhao Yingjun followed.
This time, he followed it to the bottom in one breath. It seemed to be a basin in an underground cavity, with a sudden drop of more than ten meters in the terrain. The Russians' action site was on the edge of the basin.
"That's actually not a basin." Zhao Yingjun said to me while cleaning up the remaining blood stains on the ground: "All the water flows along the terrain. When it reaches the drop, it all pours into the basin below, where there is an invisible
It turned into an underground lake."
The Russians gathered by the underground lake. Their lighting equipment was very advanced and powerful. Zhao Yingjun hid aside and watched. There was a lot of equipment of all kinds piled up on the shore of the lake, some of which even Zhao Yingjun had never seen before.
They had rafts floating in the lake, and people with scuba gear, and they were probably salvaging something. Zhao Yingjun didn't actually go to the lake shore to take a look, but judging from the appearance of the Russians, what they were salvaging was still blood-patterned pottery.
The overall shape of the underground lake is like a pair of eyes. It is actually two lakes side by side, connected by a not too long waterway in the middle. The Russians have two rafts, one is fishing in the lake, and the other is
He wandered back and forth next to the waterway. Because the Russians placed their action here, Zhao Yingjun could not go deep, and he did not see any remaining monuments and ruins left over from ancient times.
After the two of us cleared the scene, we walked carefully along the route that the Russians took back and forth, stopping to observe after walking for a while. Zhao Yingjun squatted there, took this opportunity to pick his feet, and said to me: "I have been
I think the motives of the Russians are a bit strange. You think these blood-patterned pottery is valuable, but in fact it is not very valuable, because they are simple pottery figurines with no words or patterns, and they will be smashed into your hands when you take them out.
, but they have fished out so much, and they are still fishing."
"Do you suspect that this is not what the Russians want to salvage? The blood-patterned pottery is just a by-product of their salvage?"
"That's probably the case. If it's something very important, they won't fish out the blood-patterned pottery and pile it outside. There won't even be anyone to look after it."
"Then what should we do? We met Lao Maozi here. If they don't retreat, we won't be able to get in."
"If we wait for them to withdraw, they will take away all the valuable things." Zhao Yingjun stood up and motioned for me to continue walking forward. He said to me: "I am so good at mathematics, I will eat this kind of food."
Lose? Let’s go and take a look first.”
Zhao Yingjun walked through the road down there, and he had some impressions. However, we still didn't dare to turn on the light source completely. Zhao Yingjun had to think about the way after walking for a while, so it was much slower than when he followed the Russians in before. As we walked, I
Do you think it's worth taking the risk to go in, because there are too many people on the other side, and they are all packed with huge backs.
But Zhao Yingjun seems to be born with such an extremely challenging activity and has no intention of backing down. When we reach this point, we are already like grasshoppers on the same rope. I have no chance to go back. Fortunately, there is no chance in the middle.
The Russians returned from the underground lake, so it went smoothly.
I didn't have time to observe the geology and landforms here, so I followed Zhao Yingjun in a daze. Finally, he took me to the edge of the big drop. All the water flowed down. Although the flow was not large, the underground lake below seemed
It is stuffy, and if the water flows down, more than half of it will fall into the lake. Year after year, the water level may never drop.
In such a dark environment, the light on the lake shore can almost be described as brightly lit. I saw the raft that was salvaging blood-patterned pottery in the lake, and four or five frogmen with diving equipment took turns working.
They stopped fishing, and the blood-patterned pottery they salvaged was temporarily piled on the shore of the lake.
It's really strange. Let's not talk about what the Russians want to fish here. Let's just say that there are so many broken blood-patterned pottery in this lake. It is already a very bizarre phenomenon. The blood-patterned pottery under the tent was carefully identified by Zhao Yingjun.
However, it is definitely a product from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to the Qin Dynasty. If you think about it this way, there is only one explanation. The Qin people two thousand years ago also came here. As for what the Qin people did here, why did they stay like this?
If there is too much blood-patterned pottery, you can only make a conclusion after looking for conclusive clues.