Chapter 262: Qushen Ancient Road Fighting Fire Boy
Bai Xier was lost, and strange blackened footprints were left at the scene, extending all the way into the back mountain of Yangzizhuang.
Zhou Baxu looked gloomy and squatted down to check for traces. At the same time, the big black mouse in the temple, whose eyes were covered with copper coins and whose hands were ruined, had quietly sneaked out and entered the mountain.
Chen Lulu waved her hand, and the oil-sealed ghost lit up.
Zhou Ba wax used the oil lamp to examine the traces on the ground. He saw black powdery and deformed long footprints, mixed with tar. This was the coke of something that had been burned. Although the footprints were somewhat deformed, they were still roughly in the shape of a human foot.
Zhou Baqu turned to Sun Nian and asked, "How do you get to the scorched tomb you saw on the mountain that night?"
Sun Nian was still dumbfounded: "There is just one road on the mountain, just follow it and you will see it."
The Youth League Committee teacher also noticed something unusual at this time and came over to ask what was going on. He was told that the team going to the countryside had lost a member. He was also very worried and called the police for rescue. Zhou Baqi said not to worry, he would handle the matter.
Zhou Baqu: "Please pay attention to safety, I will go into the mountain to find someone."
Zhou Ba Wa couldn't help but entered the mountain, followed by Wang Qingming and Chen Lulu.
About Yangzizhuang Back Mountain.
What they know about Zhou Baxi and others is that the old site of Yangzizhuang was buried by a landslide. It has no forestry assets and is now deserted. The villagers of Yangzhuang usually don’t go there because of the wet geology and landslides.
Because of the risk, the village adults also forbade the children to play in the mountains and made up some scary stories.
On the buried site of Yangzizhuang, the township government erected a monument to the victims. Every year, the village chief would bring people there to offer some fruits as a memorial. Because of this incident, rumors spread among the children of Yangzizhuang.
What strange stories about the village god and the Qu God?
The children were talking nonsense, but Zhou Baqi had already refuted the rumors with the old village chief. Nothing had happened in the mountains for so many years.
But in the past two days, abnormalities have appeared one after another. First, Sun Nian said that he saw some burnt graves in the mountains, and then Bai Xier disappeared today. It seems that there is some secret hidden in the back mountain that the villagers of Yangzizhuang themselves do not know.
At night, in the mountains and forests, there are many figures moving under the light of flashlights, and on the muddy mountain road, there are a line of liberation shoe prints.
Zhou Baqu took Wang Qingming and Chen Lulu and went deep into the back mountain for more than half an hour, but they still could not find the scorched grave that Sun Nian mentioned. When Azu sent news, there was no trace of Bai Xi'er yet.
Chen Lulu: "Is that person confused? The villagers of Yangzizhuang have lived here for decades and have never seen any burnt graves."
Zhou Ba was silent. It didn't matter whether there was a burnt grave or not. What was important was to find Bai Xi'er.
Ahead, at the end of the mountain road, there is a monument.
Zhou Bachu stepped forward to check.
'To commemorate the 67 victims of the Yangzizhuang landslide in 1989, the memorial is ringing with warning bells.
This is the former site of Yangzizhuang that Wang Qingming and the old village chief have talked about. The mountain road ends here.
Where did Bai Xi'er go? Zhou Baxu frowned. There was still no news from Azu who was looking for him. He took out his mobile phone and opened the secular game. Suddenly, the beam of the flashlight shone out from the forest, dazzling people's eyes.
sound.
Jiang Xundao: "Really? Why are you here so late at night?"
Zhou Baqu: "You're not going back."
Two days ago, Jiang Xundao said that the Archaeological Bureau's official inspection of the Bai Emperor's corpse had been completed, and he said goodbye to Zhou Bawa and went back, but he suddenly showed up again today.
Jiang Xundao: "It's hard to explain. I was driving on the highway when the superior suddenly called me and said, 'Listen carefully, something has happened in the past two days since I arrived at Yangzizhuang. Let me turn back and investigate."
Jiang Xundao: "I just came back from Zhongmiao Temple. I found that the yin and yang in the back mountain of Yangzizhuang were out of balance, pure and chaotic, so I went into the mountain. I didn't expect to meet you. What's wrong?"
Zhou Baqi: "Someone from our team going to the countryside is missing. I will go into the mountains to look for him."
Jiang Xundao: "Missing?"
While the two were talking, suddenly, snap!
Zhou Ba Wa looked down and saw that his shoes had stepped into the mud.
Under the moonlight, the wet ground
The shimmering light, like snake scales illuminated by the shadow, extends from the mountain road, like a huge white snake crawling in the mountains. The "White Emperor's Yin Corpse" that Zhou Baxi had seen once in Yangzizhuang is actually here.
appeared again.
At the end of the mountain road, where the 'White Snake Head' is, the moonlight shines on the memorial to the victims, like a towering horn.
Only then did Zhou Ba Wa suddenly realize that there was something on the back of the monument they had just ignored.
The dead body of Bai Di gathers in the water, and the god of Mangdang Canal dominates the village.
On the back side of the monument, there is actually a small niche temple of the White Snake.
The humidity in the air around him suddenly increased, and Zhou Ba Wa felt a sharp pain in his waist. When he opened his clothes, he saw a black sore.
Not only him, but fellow travelers Jiang Xundao, Wang Qingming, and Chen Lulu were all in trouble and were using their own methods to heal.
However, Zhou Bachu obviously felt that this time was much more violent than before. He heard Jiang Xundao shout: "Oh no, why is this Baidi Yin Corpse going crazy? It has never happened before. It seems that Yangzizhuang is really going crazy these two days."
Something strange happened, the humidity here is too heavy, let’s retreat first.”
Before he finished speaking, a rock suddenly collapsed and the ground collapsed! A large pit collapsed in the soft mud on the ground, and Zhou Baqiu and the others fell into it.
The sky was dark, the ground was upside down, and there was a huge pit of unknown depth. It was hit by wheels, mixed with mud and sand. Zhou Basu fell down in pieces, and the big calamity talisman on his forehead was dimly lit. It was a credit to his quick reaction, and he was so disappointed.
Released this skill to reduce damage and heal.
Zhou Baxu looked at the other people in his group. They all landed safely. Each had their own means. After all, they were all temple owners of at least three temples. They raised many secular gods and artifacts, so they would not be short of means of survival.
Make sure it's safe and watch your surroundings.
The flashlight beam shone through the vast and empty underground space, the stalactites and stalagmites in the caves, and the ancient sewers and underground rivers.
Chen Lulu: "Is this an underground river?"
Chen Lulu held up the oil-sealed ghost in her hand to illuminate it, and the shadows of several people stretched infinitely on the tall cave wall.
Jiang Xundao: "The wet dragon climbed the dry road, and the old water pressed the mud bed. It turns out that the snake road that the canal god Bai Di walked on was in this place."
Geology is an interesting and mysterious science. Groundwater drills through the soil to create channels and connects active veins. It is a miraculous work of nature.
Wow, the water surface just below the heel rippled. Wang Qingming walked to the cave wall and touched it to take a closer look: "The traces of erosion are very high. The original level of this underground river should be more than this point."
Jiang Xundao touched the rock wall: "The underground culvert here is the incarnation of the White Emperor. As early as the Qin and Han Dynasties, he was killed by the Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty with a sword, cutting off the vitality and the flow of water."
Zhou Bachu pushed him away and told him to stop farting here. When he touched the rock wall with his hand, he could clearly feel the warmth, and the water under his feet was also warm.
Zhou Ba Wa: "Evaporate."
Zhou Bawa: "The groundwater here evaporates upward under the influence of temperature and penetrates into the soil above. The area around Yangzizhuang has always been very humid and has a lot of water. The ground is often muddy and landslides are prone to occur. For this reason, groundwater seeps upward.
serious."
Now everything was explained, including the poor geological conditions around Yangzizhuang, the dry and wet conditions that can cause serious sores, and the triggers for landslides that even buried a village in the early years. Including the sudden collapse of the ground just now, and they fell.
Not to mention, Jiang Xundao's mythical statement and the local folklore really coincided with the truth.
If this underground river is Baidi, the canal god, it is indeed dead now and has been evaporated cleanly. Its corpse ran to the ground to cause trouble. The loss of groundwater led to the disaster of Laoyangzizhuang and
The harsh environment of Xinyangzhuang.
Of course, none of this is important. Zhou Bachu did not come to explore some unsolved mysteries of the old village and get into science. They went into the mountain to find people. And just now, after falling into this ancient underground waterway, Ah
Zu finally discovered Bai Xier's trace.
Zhou Ba wax set off immediately.
The group of people walked along the channel. The further they went, the less water there was, the drier the surrounding area, and the temperature was rising. The underground river bed at the back was so dry that it was dry and cracked. It could be seen that they were approaching the evaporation of this underground river, killing people.
The culprit of the death of the canal god.
Then, Zhou Bachu saw some things starting to appear on the ground around him, which were burnt as black as charcoal.
's grave.
Also appearing at the same time were carbon black residue footprints.
Zhou Ba wax knew that they had found the right place. After searching for the footprints for a while, the temperature became higher and higher, and his eyes were red, burning, and painful.
Jiang Xundao frowned: "Earth fire?"
There was a pungent smell of sulfur. In front of Zhou Baxu and the others, there was a magma river. On the volcanic pumice in the middle of the river, there was something like an altar, and Bai Xi'er was leaning on it.
At the same time, a deformed human-like charred corpse covered only in carbon black and tar was stretching out its charred fingers to draw something on Bai Xier's forehead.
Buzz! The chain saw roars!
A scarlet silhouette knocked off the scorched corpse's fingers.
