Because we brought enough equipment, this time into the mountain, I have imagined any difficulties, so I still prepared several climbing ropes, and I fixed the climbing rope at the moment, which is like the policewoman one after the other. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info went down from the tree hole.

Put on a mountaineering helmet, turn on the tactical spotlight on the helmet, everything in the tree hole is illuminated clearly, after entering the tree hole, the policewoman and I completely sighed at the magic of nature!

This thousand-year-old banyan tree, its own trunk is not hollowed out, but the growth is too thick, too long, forced to send out many branches, and hundreds of years ago issued these branches, I don't know whether it is artificial, or natural near the trunk so grown, over time, it formed a tree hole. So it looks like a thousand-year-old tree has been hollowed out, but it's not.

And further down, the traces of this artificial excavation are obvious, because no matter how naturally the tree hole is generated, it is impossible to extend directly into the belly of the mountain, and after falling down to a depth of seven or eight meters, there is no longer a single branch in sight, and all that is left is the surrounding soil layer.

The policewoman above me said to me, "Why do I think this tunnel is weird?"

I looked up at her and replied, "I think it's weird too." Because the more you look at it, the more it looks like a tomb.

It fell more than twenty meters, and this was the end, the iron tower sat on the ground, covering his thighs, obviously falling from such a high place, Rao is a tall and strong savage-level strong man can't bear it.

Tactical spotlights on helmets. Take a clear picture of the situation below, the bottom of this tunnel. It was even wider, with a passage in the front and back, and the road was wide, like an underground palace, and two frogs could occasionally be heard.

"Tower, are you alright?" I squatted on the edge of the tower and helped him rub his legs to speed up his blood circulation. The tower shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just that the sudden fall to the ground, the shock is panicked, and it's okay to rest for a while."

The policewoman also squatted down to help Tie Ta rub her legs. Because the legs of the tower are too thick, the body of more than two meters tall, this thigh full of muscles, can really be compared to an elephant's legs.

Tieta smiled and said: I'm really fine, when I was a child in our hometown, from more than ten meters high trees are back and forth with vines to other trees, in case it falls to the ground, stand up and pat the soil, nothing, I just didn't prepare, so I was shocked, it's really okay, let's go. to take a break from the technique.

Maybe Tie Ta felt that the policewoman rubbed his legs, and he was a little embarrassed, so he quickly got up.

We walked along the tunnel, just walked a short distance, the tunnel in front of us began to get narrower and narrower, slowly turned into a road similar to the size of the passage, and groped forward in the dark for more than ten minutes, the nose was full of earthy smell, and suddenly saw a stone door at the end of the passage.

"Obediently, dare to let us come to find the Kowloon Golden Tripod, but in fact, we are here to steal the grave and dig the grave?" Although I don't know much about history, as soon as I look at the stone gate, I know that this is the jack gate that was used by anyone with a little financial ability in all the tombs of ancient times.

If you really want to use high explosives to blow up, then I'm sorry, I'm afraid that the stone gate has not exploded, and the tomb has collapsed, which will outweigh the losses.

On this thousand catties of stone door, there are many ancient ornaments, anyway, they are some dragon and phoenix happy events, and the three of us stopped at the moment and discussed.

Tower asks: How thick is this door? Do you want me to try pushing it away?

I shook my head and said, "You can't open it, no one can open this door unless it uses high explosives, and now the key is, do we want to go in?"

The policewoman said: How about going through another passage first?

In fact, we also have explosives in our bags, but not much, this is still a little bit that the uncle in the suit got for me through a special channel, and we didn't dare to bring it before the high-speed rail, or after settling in the local area, I asked the locals to send it over.

Therefore, we can't use this explosive indiscriminately, and we can only use it when we escape at a critical moment.

When I went back and took another road, although the road was always very spacious and the distance above my head was high, it was very comfortable to walk and there was no sense of depression, but before I could walk for ten minutes, the road in front of me was broken.

What is presented in front of us is an old-fashioned suspension bridge of the Republic of China that has been in disrepair for a long time, the bridge is not long, about ten meters, but the wooden planks on this suspension bridge look black and have long been decayed.

If you look down, there seems to be an underground river below, and if you calculate the distance, it is in the belly of the mountain at this moment, and the river water should be a relatively warm place on the mountain, and the snow melts and seeps into the water source formed in the mountain, but at this moment it forms a dark river underground.

No one knows how deep the river is, but we don't dare to risk it if it falls on the water.

The three of them reached a stalemate again, and the progress of things came to a halt again.

The policewoman said: Throw the climbing rope, use the climbing rope to hang to the opposite side, and then we slowly pass, how about it?

I shook my head and said, "Even if we can go over one by one, what if we encounter something more dangerous when we get to the other side?" Isn't it.

The tower is not very good at coming up with ideas, and stands still at the moment. But if a solution is found, the tower will definitely charge at the front, and he is a fierce general, not a wise man.

In the end, I said: I'll go over and see for myself, you two stay here, if there is no danger, or the road is clear, I will remind you to go too, if not, I will quickly retreat, let's think of another way, how about it?

The two of them felt that this method was okay, so I immediately handed the climbing rope to the iron tower, and the other end of the climbing rope was tied with an iron hook, relying on the amazing strength of the iron tower, and threw it to the opposite side of the suspension bridge, as long as it could be buckled on the iron railing on the side of the suspension bridge, I believe that the load-bearing capacity still let me take it over.

After throwing it twice in a row, I finally hung up the climbing rope, so I tied the climbing rope around my waist and carefully went to the suspension bridge.

This suspension bridge is connected by several iron chains, and then the wooden planks placed on the iron chains, I suddenly have a feeling of flying over the Luding Bridge, and immediately the blood surged, and I almost had to hold the iron cable and climb forward. However, when I stepped on the plank, I did feel that the board had already decayed, and there was a slight clattering sound.

I didn't dare to use my strength, I only dared to step on it, if I stepped hard, maybe I would really have to live and die with the plank, but fortunately, the chain was strong enough, I felt that it was absolutely fine to carry my weight, so I immediately grabbed the chain and slowly moved to the opposite side of the suspension bridge.

The platform here is very wide, and there are no passages or anything like that, and there is no sign of artificial excavation, but in the belly of the mountain, there are many roads leading to the bottom of the mountain, and there is no sunlight here, and there are hardly any plants growing here, but I still looked down the miscellaneous path, and saw some unknown but very bright plants.

Feeling that this road could work, I turned around and shouted: Come here, you can go!

The policewoman came first, and when she arrived at the tower, because he was tall and big, his weight was not comparable to ordinary people, so we used three climbing ropes to reinforce it, but fortunately, there was no danger and came over.

When we went down, there was no road, so we had to carefully find the road by ourselves, and just as we were stepping on the path and were about to go down, the policewoman suddenly shouted: Someone grabbed my foot!

I immediately pulled out the dagger, turned my head to look at the policewoman's foot and neck, so to speak, at this moment my knife was about to stretch out, and I was ready to cut off that hand, and when the light of the tactical spotlight shone on, I found that this was not a hand at all, but a weed similar to a vine plant, the color was very bright, and the appearance was quite similar to a mimosa.

"It's okay, the vines are just stumbling." I cut off the vines with a knife, and I continued to walk with the policewoman, and after walking two steps, the tower suddenly said to us at the end: Boss, don't go yet, you come and see why there are three heads piled up here?

I turned around and looked at it, and I was shocked and said, "This is not a human head!"