Li Fusheng's voice disappeared very suddenly and was cut off. Although this was not something I could see visually, it made my hair stand on end.
Disappear, disappear suddenly, without any warning, just happen suddenly.
Zhao Yingjun threw away the walkie-talkie in his hand and stood up with a cry. Needless to say, something must have happened, and it was not just Li Fusheng who had the accident. If it was just him, others would definitely react.
"Let's take a look!" Zhao Yingjun turned around and left.
"Would you like to call the monk in?"
"No need, at least one person should be left outside to talk to him about the situation."
I hurriedly told the monk, and I saw that Zhao Yingjun's face seemed to be sweating a little, and he looked very nervous, which made me feel weak.
"It's terrible, it's terrible. Young Master Wei should know this. How could this happen?" Zhao Yingjun muttered to me as he walked away.
"Do you know what's going on?"[
"I'm not sure." Zhao Yingjun said: "But you know, once there are gouge marks and someone disappears, it will be very fatal. You can't know what that result means."
"What does it mean?" I shivered because I heard something bad from Zhao Yingjun's words: "Li Fusheng and the others? What will happen? Will...will they die?"
"More terrifying than death." Zhao Yingjun's expression was solemn, indicating that he was indeed frightened by this phenomenon, and said: "If there really is an ordinary accident, then we can at least find their bodies and know where they are.
.But if things go as I expected, the end result is that we will never find them."
"Never find them?"
"We don't know where they are. Even if you search for your whole life, you won't be able to find them. Moreover, they will probably never come back. They will never be seen alive or dead." Zhao Yingjun became more and more impatient as he said, "Such a thing
, I’ve met it before, hurry up!”
We walked very fast, almost forgetting all the dangers. The cave kept tilting. When we walked almost a mile, we probably arrived at the place where Li Fusheng and others had just sent back the signal.
"Slow down." Zhao Yingjun raised his hand to stop me, stopped and looked ahead.
The light of the flashlight reflected patches of crystal light in front of us. About ten meters away from us, deep gouges were revealed one after another in the fluorescent light. Countless gouges were mixed together, paving the way.
It's a long way out, and the area covered by the gouges is endless.
Li Fusheng's accident happened here, so we were more careful. We stood there and looked around. We couldn't see the four of them, not even their shadows. But very close to the left front, there was a flashlight lying alone.
On the ground. The flashlight is still on, indicating that it was suddenly dropped on the ground while it was working.
Other than that, we couldn't see anything, they were really gone and we don't know where they went.
"What the hell!" Zhao Yingjun cursed in a low voice, but he never dared to get close to where the flashlight was. He kept glancing around, appearing very concerned about the gouges in the fluorescent light.
I was also watching. If my vision adapts to the environment in front of me, I will find that the reason why those gouges can reflect the light of the flashlight is because they are crystal clear, like jade. I can't help but think of the time inside the mine cave.
I have seen something that looks like jade, something that monks described as very scary.
"What is that thing? Is it the same thing as the thing in the mine?" I felt panic. The jade-like thing, the huge sundial diagram, and the space-time grid were all related to supernatural space-time phenomena.
It cannot be stopped by human power. I have begun to suspect that Li Fusheng and the others have encountered the time and space grid again? If that is the case, it is indeed very troublesome. They may appear in any unknown corner of this cave.
"No, no." Zhao Yingjun has super powers of observation. He stood here and looked at it for a long time, shaking his head as he looked. Finally, he turned back to me and said, "That's not something from the mine."
"If it's not something from the mine, what could it be?"[
"It seems to be real jade veins." Zhao Yingjun pointed forward and said: "They are all real jade. My guess was wrong. I thought there would be a sundial picture here. You don't know the mystery of that thing. It
It can be dormant for several years, but suddenly it can be activated and then teleport people out. However, these gouges are not composed of a sundial."
I think if we stand on a commanding height and look down at the area covered by gouges, we will definitely see a complete and incomprehensible pattern. This pattern is not the same as the sundial diagram at all. Even Zhao Yingjun
It’s the first time I’ve seen them all.
This is not the jade-like things in the mines, and the pattern is not a sundial, but why did Li Fusheng and the others disappear?
"The problem itself may lie in the place where they were standing just now." Zhao Yingjun pointed to the lone flashlight on the ground and said: "They only temporarily discovered many gouge marks in front, and have not gone over to observe them. Please inform us in advance.
, an accident happened at this time, so we have to avoid that place."
My heart suddenly became confused. What happened to Li Fusheng and the others? These accidents were obviously beyond my ability to predict and deal with. They disappeared, but I could do nothing about it.
"It's very strange here. It's really strange." Zhao Yingjun was gradually attracted by the large chisel marks carved on the jade. He stood and looked at it for a long time, then slowly turned around and said, "I don't know if it's...
There’s something wrong with the brain.”
"How to say?"
"I am definitely seeing these chisel marks carved on jade for the first time. I have never seen them before." Zhao Yingjun habitually touched his chin and said, "But the more I looked at it, the more I felt that there was something in my mind.
Things are going to jump out."
"What on earth do you want to say?" I was a little anxious, because the disappearance of Li Fusheng and the others made me emotionally unstable, and I had no time to guess riddles with Zhao Yingjun here.
"What I want to say is that I am definitely seeing these gouge marks for the first time, but there seems to be some impression in my mind. Maybe I have seen them before? I really can't say for sure." Zhao Yingjun was trying to think back. He should have a very strange idea.
A clear person is unlikely to have any vague memories. If he wants to recall something, he can recall it quickly. But at the moment, no matter how he thinks, he only has a vague impression.
"Let's go find Li Fusheng and the others."
"I must look for it." Zhao Yingjun nodded and said, "Let's take a look at those chisel marks first. I have to take a look."
There was a distance of more than ten meters from here to the place where the gouge marks began to appear. We walked slowly over. Zhao Yingjun was very careful this time. He took off his backpack and threw it straight out before taking a step.
After the backpack was safe, we would follow the rolling path of the backpack. In this way, we got closer to the gouge.
Zhao Yingjun seems to be right. All the chisel marks are carved on jade, but no matter how I look at it, I don’t think these jade stones have natural jade veins, because they are arranged so neatly, as if they were mined from jade veins.
The ore has been laid here. This kind of large-scale generosity is a bit scary. The Chinese have admired jade since a long time ago, and the value of jade has always been higher than gold. The value of so many jade piled together is inestimable.
But look again, this large piece of jade seems to be a whole, which is very confusing.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of what Li Fusheng said before setting off, that this cave should not be that simple. In addition to what happened to the Gayang old man, there might be other unknown secrets.
The chisel marks on the ground are actually made up of many, many very fine lines. Chinese architecture also has patterns, which generally pay attention to symmetry, and these chisel marks are no exception. The chisel marks may have no special meaning, and are arranged in an orderly manner, like exquisite
Like his tattoo, it extended to the front. We walked very slowly, which gave us more opportunities to observe. After a while, Zhao Yingjun squatted on the ground, not knowing what he was looking at. In the end, he fell directly to the ground.
"Come and take a look." Zhao Yingjun waved to me.
He turned on the flashlight to the strongest light, and then shined it straight on the ground. Jade was not completely transparent, and the light could not penetrate like glass. But under the strong light and Zhao Yingjun’s reminder, I vaguely understood
I saw that in the middle of the jade, there seemed to be a golden liquid flowing slowly.
"What is this!" I was surprised. Although I couldn't see very clearly, I could tell that something was slowly flowing inside the jade.
"I don't know, so I said it's a ghost." Zhao Yingjun stood up.
As soon as the strong light left the ground, the slowly flowing things were no longer visible, so Zhao Yingjun slowed down again and kept shining a flashlight on the ground. As we observed, we found that the flow of those things had a direction.
Following these slowly flowing things, the two of us continued to move forward. We walked very slowly, maybe for more than 20 meters, when a depression appeared on the ground with a length and width of about five meters. The depression
It's not too deep, about three to four meters. From my judgment, this depression should be the center of all the gouge marks. In other words, all the gouge marks are centered here and expand in all directions.
When we shined a flashlight into the inside of the dent, our sight suddenly froze. The light was very strong and everything in the dent was clearly illuminated. I saw a person lying quietly in the dent.
He was motionless, as if he was sleeping, and as if he had died.
"Who is it?" I felt a numbness in my scalp. The person in the dent was obviously not one of Li Fusheng and the others.
"That's..." Zhao Yingjun stared at the person in the dent for a while, then his body suddenly trembled violently like an electric shock, and the flashlight in his hand almost fell out of his hand.
When I saw his forehead, a layer of cold sweat broke out in an instant.