Chapter 15: Fatigue of Life and Death
Song Jiahuan suffered from skin and flesh, but his bones were quite hard, and he never revealed the information of his companions, so that most of the advance team of Baitou Mountain went deep into the cave to find the rest of the people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Except, of course, looking for someone. They also had a purpose, which was to find the source of dragon qi.
Although it was basically determined that the black dragon qi came from the bottomless cave on the other side, it would be a good harvest if the relevant information could be found in the rest of the place.
And if there are other people in it, if they stab the knife at a critical moment, the problem will be troublesome.
If you are outside, you must first settle inside. This is the main policy of Mt. Baektu.
Song Jiahuan took me to a cave not far to the right, he had been dealing with the enemy of Baitou Mountain for more than half a month, and he was barely familiar with the terrain here, and the reason why he was caught was mainly because he was too hungry and wanted to come out to find something to eat.
He was so hungry that, after a few words to me, he began to lift the backpack on the corpse and swallow the dry food inside.
He collected a backpack full of compressed biscuits. Led me into a long and narrow cave.
Song Jiahuan told me: "We have been here for seventeen days, hiding from the people of Paektu Mountain, but we don't fully understand this place at all - it is simply a labyrinth, a natural labyrinth, and from many places, we can see that there was some kind of civilization here, and we even spent two more days on a stone altar......
I said, what are you doing all these days?
Song Jiahuan said firmly: "Faith." β
I couldn't help but laugh and said that faith can be eaten? I mean, how did you survive without supplies?
Song Jiahuan said with a little embarrassment: "Oh, that's what you're talking about?" We originally brought some supplies, strictly controlled the amount involved, and insisted on it for about a week; Then we found rats, snakes, reptiles, and groundwater barely holding on. Later, one of my companions fell ill with the cold, and we ran out of ammunition, so I had to go out and get something to eatβI wanted to go to the other side of the river to see if there were any fish......
I pouted and said, "You're brave." β
Song Jiahuan was whipped all over his body, and he kept grinding when he walked, grinning in pain. However, when I reached out to help him, he refused again.
He said he could walk and was not yet a patient.
I saw that his face was pale, but his eyes were shining. I know that this young master who came out of Tianchi Village has his own merits, and I will no longer persuade him.
Song Jiahuan said that this is a labyrinth, and sure enough, there are forks everywhere, some are wide enough to drive a truck, some are narrow, and they can only be walked sideways, and some are still dead ends, but Song Jiahuan can always find some subtle signs in the dark, and then find the right way.
Several times we almost collided head-on with the advance team in Baektu Mountain, but fortunately, this guy was alert and always able to avoid it in advance.
After walking for half an hour, we came to a dead end.
This is a collapsed dead end, a large pile of stones and gravel obscuring the entire passage, and it is impossible to move forward at all, but I can see that on both sides of this cave, there are many black patterns outlined, it seems that the age of existence should be very long, because of the destruction, so many patterns are incomplete, basically nothing can be seen.
Only in the corner, there is an interesting picture of an animal with two horns, like a bison, but it has a human body and limbs.
Although the drawings are very abstract, the meaning is very clear.
Just as I was looking around, Song Jiahuan said to me, "Wang Ming, follow me." β
I was stunned when I saw him walking towards a pile of big rocks.
It's obviously a dead end, why is he still going forward, is there some secret passage?
I was suspicious, so I followed him to him, and found that a square stone half a man high had been removed, and then I fell to the ground and said, "Come with me, remember to restore the stone to its place." β
I did as Song Jiahuan instructed, only to find that there was a narrow passage under the stone pile, and I asked all the way forward, "How did you find here?" β
Song Jiahuan said while crawling forward in front: "We were also chased into a corner, and we accidentally found that there was an air flow blowing here, and then we followed the vine and finally found a temporary place to live; If you come in with me, I'm sure you'll be surprised. β
Hearing his confident words, I couldn't stop laughing, saying that it could surprise me, what was it?
Song Jiahuan said: "A great underground ruin, it is only a part of it, I believe that your brother and Wang Qiye should have also found a relevant place, otherwise it would be impossible to avoid the pursuit of those guys." β
Hearing his words, I felt a little relieved, thinking that as long as my brother still had a chance to live, then things would still have a turn for the better.
We crawled through the narrow crevices of the rocks for about ten minutes before we finally came to the end.
There was a huge stone blocking it at the end, Song Jiahuan didn't push it away in a hurry, but gently pinched it with his fingers a few times, three long and one short, and repeated it twice, before someone's voice came: "Who is it?" β
Song Jiahuan opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Hai, it's me, Jiahuan." β
The big stone was immediately removed, revealing a bearded but haggard face, he first glanced at Song Jiahuan, and then immediately found me, and said vigilantly: "Who is he?" β
Song Jiahuan climbed out of the cave and introduced: "Wang Ming, Wang Zhao's elder brother, heard that his brother had an accident and rushed over. β
I followed out of the cave, stretched out my hand and said, "Hello, Wang Ming." β
The middle-aged man, who was almost in his fifties, stretched out his hand to me and said, "Xiao Hai." β
Surname Xiao?
I turned my mind for a moment, and knew that it should be a master with a foreign surname in Tianchi Village, so I shook it with him very politely, and the man looked at me very eagerly and said, "Wang Ming, how many of you are here?" β
I didn't want to hit him, but there was really no need to lie, so I answered truthfully.
When he heard that there were only four of us here, and the other three were still waiting above, Xiao Hai was obviously disappointed, withdrew his hand, and said to Song Jiahuan: "Hao Chen may be dying. β
When Song Jiahuan heard this, his face changed, and he didn't say anything more, and hurriedly ran inside.
Xiao Hai ignored me, and followed me, but left me alone, looked around, and found that this is actually a very large room, there are relief patterns on the wall, showing prosperity, there is a stone tripod more than three meters high in the middle, the stone tripod is three legs, and there is a simple dragon shape around it, but it is not different from what we know, it looks very strange.
In addition to these, the large room was full of rotten and dilapidated wood, and the slightly better ones were collected by Song Jiahuan and them, and then a bonfire was lit.
The leaping flames turned the light and shadow in the room eerie.
It is indeed a miracle that there is such a place under the belly of the mountain.
I walked up to me, smelled a strong fragrance, and when I looked closely, I saw that some of these woods were very precious, all kinds of pineapple, mahogany, and sandalwood.
Obviously, this place was once very luxurious, otherwise it would not have been possible to have so much precious wood.
I took two breaths and noticed that there was air circulation in the place, but I couldn't find any other exit, so I closed my eyes and felt it, and realized that the air was coming from the corner.
I walked to the bonfire and found a man in his thirties curled up on the ground, covered with fur and close to the campfire, but he was also shivering with cold and shivering, while Song Jiahuan fell to his knees, took out the seized compressed biscuits, crushed them in a hot water filled with a leather hat, and carefully placed them on the man's mouth.
He said with a crying voice: "Hao Chen, my brother, you can hold on, you have been here for so many days......"
Hao Chen's face was pale, his lips were blue, and his breathing was a little short, obviously he was already a little sick, Song Jiahuan and Xiao Hai joined forces to help get this biscuit into his mouth.
Maybe it was because he had some food in his stomach, the man's spirit was a little better, and he reluctantly opened his eyes, and saw Song Jiahuan, grinning with a chapped mouth, and said hoarsely: "Ah Huan, are you back?" β
Song Jiahuan couldn't help nodding and said, uh-huh, I'm back, and I brought something to eat.
Hao Chen saw me again, he should know me, nodded at me, I hurriedly smiled at him and greeted, Song Jiahuan said anxiously: "Hao Chen, do you know, our reinforcements will come soon, he is Wang Ming, do you remember, it is Wang Zhao's brother, he is amazing, this way, he has killed seven masters of Baitou Mountain, including an elder-level person, with him, we will definitely be able to be saved......"
The more anxiously he tried to prove something, the more his hesitation was revealed. Wai Shi died.
On the contrary, the person concerned was more calm, and smiled calmly: "Ah Huan, don't bother, I fell into the cold ice of the Xuan family in Baitou Mountain, and the cold poison has reached the internal organs, and it is already incurable, but before I die, I can hear such good news, and I can be regarded as dying without regrets......"
Song Jiahuan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, tears flowed out suddenly, and Xiao Hai, the middle-aged man next to him, also had a gloomy face and sighed heavily.
The three of them fell silent, and at this moment, I coughed, and then said, "May I ask, what is the so-called Ice Spirit?" If you don't mind, can you give me a pulse? β