I can guess what I am worried about. Because we are not young geographers at all. We are all grave robbers. There are two camels loaded with grave robbery tools. When 119 comes, those cyclone shovels will not be able to hide it from them.
Then we will be completely wiped out.
He looked at me and said, "Just do what you said, Yunfeng. Be careful. If you notice something is wrong, give the signal and we will pull you up."
I nodded and made preparations before going down.
What we bring is the kind of climbing rope with an external net. People who work at high altitudes to paint exterior walls also use this kind of rope. It is friction-resistant and has a certain elasticity. A rope is about fifteen or six meters long.
Because I didn’t know how deep it was, I tied two climbing ropes together with a dead knot, and then tied a cross buckle around my waist.
Qin Xingping, Baotou, and Lao Zhang were all holding on to the other end of the rope. Zhao Xuanxuan was at the end. She was weak, so I didn't expect to rely on him. I just told Baotou and the others to pull the rope and start climbing down.
At first I was not used to the feeling of having my feet dangling in the air. I couldn't control my body swinging around. It took me almost ten minutes to get used to it before I could barely control my balance.
I descended a little, turned my head, and they loosened the rope a little. During the landing, sand continued to fall from the top of my head, which was enough to show that the structure here was very unstable.
The total length of the two climbing ropes was more than 30 meters. Just when the length of the ropes was about to run out, the heels of my feet touched the ground and I reached the bottom.
The entrance to the top is not big, and the space at the bottom of the cave is not small. The sand walls are surrounded by wooden boards and wooden sticks to stare at. As soon as I came down, I saw Dou Sprout Zai's camel.
The camel had been knocked to death. The blood the camel shed was brown, a bit like soybean oil. It was bleeding everywhere on the ground.
Where are the bean sprouts? I turned on the flashlight and looked around, but I didn’t see the bean sprouts at all.
How is it possible that from such a height, someone fell down and disappeared?
I called twice, but no one answered me.
At this time, I heard the voice of the guide Lao Zhang shouting from above.
"How is he? Have you found him?"
I shouted back, "Uncle Zhang! There's no one down there!"
"What! Look carefully! How could such a big person be gone!"
I shouted "Okay", then stepped over the camel carcass and walked inside.
I soon discovered something was wrong. There was a pool of blood on the ground, with traces of being dragged. The color was bright red, and it was clearly left by human blood.
I followed the blood stain with my flashlight and found a small door.
This small door is less than 1.5 meters high, with iron wires tied to the four corners, and a simple door handle made of iron nails and wooden blocks.
"Didn't Lao Zhang say this is an abandoned agate mine? Why is there a door?"
