Half a head suddenly came out from under the horizontal well. Dou Sprout waved his hand and coughed.
"Damn you, you really know how to find a place to hide."
After waiting for a while and seeing no more smoke, we went in to take a look.
I saw a large hole torn open by explosives in the arched wooden wall wrapped in bluestone strips.
The cracks extended around the four small holes made by Master Ji, and splinters of wood were scattered all over the floor.
Tian Sanjiu shook his head when he saw this and said, "If this was ordinary wood, it would have been broken into slag long ago. It really looks like a turtle shell."
"You shouldn't be short of oxygen after a few minutes of walking. Old Ji, you can go over and check the situation."
Master Ji knelt down and looked inside with a flashlight. I also knelt down and looked inside.
It was so dark inside that I couldn't see what was there.
Feeling that the flashlight was not very useful, Master Ji took something from his bag. He said it was a cold light flare, which he bought from a local wild man. He didn't expect to use it so quickly.
He pulled the cold light bomb and threw it in like a grenade.
Just a few seconds later, it was as bright as day, and at that moment, I saw a row of things.
"What's wrong Yunfeng?"
I noticed that my face looked ugly, and Master Ji must have noticed it too. His eyes were wide open, full of horror.
What is it?
It’s rows of dead skulls stacked up!
Just like arranging watermelons!
They were piled densely together to form a wall, and there were so many of them that they were countless!
Looking from the front, it doesn’t matter whether it’s scary or not, but it will give people a huge visual impact.
This is the "Beijing View Wall..."
We were even more shocked when we went in and took a look. The flashlight moved inch by inch and we found that the skulls were covered with clay and neatly stacked.
"ah!"
In the darkness, Xiaoxuan behind me suddenly screamed, and I quickly asked what was wrong.
Looking at the place where Xiaoxuan pointed, it turned out that there was a nest of stove horses crawling around.
The stove horse bug uses the skull as a nest, crawls out from the mouth, and crawls down from the eye socket. There are about a dozen in a nest.
This is not an isolated case. After a closer look, we found that many skulls have stove horses living in them. We just didn't crawl out. We can see them if we get closer and shine a flashlight along the skull's eye sockets.
"vomit!"
Xiaoxuan retched and said, "It's so disgusting. How could there be such disgusting things here?"
I said don't look at it, there might be something else living there, it's disgusting.
At this time, Tian Sanjiu suddenly made a sound. He turned around and asked, "Wang Bantou, have you ever seen a similar wall?"
His head looked unhappy, and he thought for a while and said: "Yes, in the early years, I saw it around the bird burial ground in Medogela, but it is slightly different. Each of the Beijing Guanguan Walls there has a separate
The niches, unlike here, are all covered with white mud."
With his head and brows furrowed, he continued to recall: "Xiaohong's father, Chen Xiaohei, died there and was buried alive by several people from their Southern Sect and Changchun Society."
"The little red you are talking about is a mole in the industry, right?" Tian Sanjiu asked.
He nodded his head.
"Hang on, Sister Hong..." I opened my mouth when I heard the sudden discussion about Sister Hong, but stopped talking.
"Don't talk about it for now. It's all in the past. Let's focus on getting through the hurdle in front of us." said the head.
"Come here quickly! I've found something!" Brother Yu suddenly shouted with a flashlight.
"Where? What did you find?"
Brother Yu squatted on the ground and said, "Look, there is a small bluestone tablet here."
At first glance, it’s true.
This piece of bluestone is about twenty centimeters long. Brother Yu wiped the dust with his sleeve and could vaguely see a row of small characters carved by a knife.
It's not a small seal script. I glanced at it and concluded that it was a large seal script. The strokes are relatively simple, with more than a dozen characters. Some of the characters look repetitive.
Because bronzes with inscriptions are valuable, Baotou studied the rubbings for two years when he was young. He studied for a long time and tried to translate them.
I don’t know if the translation is correct or not, but I guess it’s almost the same, it’s probably this passage.
"He who enters dies, and he who opens dies."
"Those who disturb you will die, and those who see you will die."
