In the depths of the darkness in front of me, the old electric lights hanging overhead, after decades of vicissitudes and corrosion, can still be lit with electricity.

Dozens of lights, all the way to the depths of darkness, I don't know how far away the end is.

Surrounded by a mess of rocks and many simple digging tools like hammers and pickaxes, I couldn't resist lifting a sharp shovel with one hand.

Although it is covered with rust, the tip is still quite sharp, and the weight and length are just right in the hand, which can be used for self-defense.

Seeing that there was a layer of gray light at the end of the darkness, he also chose a weapon for Suchak to defend himself, but he didn't expect him to speak.

Instead, he turned and picked up the rusty sledgehammer on the ground.

Combined with our tattered clothes, if we had a searchlight and a hard hat on our heads at this time, the two of us would have been like coal miners.

I don't know what awaits me and Suchak in front of me, but I can guess by looking at the messy scene around me.

The group of little devils must have left in a hurry after receiving the order to stop digging, otherwise they would not have dropped so many tools.

At this time, I became more and more curious, and looked at the mechanical watch with the hands on my wrist constantly turning, as if it had reached the position where the magnetic field abnormal was the strongest recorded in the data.

Looking back at the half of the statue that I had mistaken for a corpse at first, the more I looked at it, the more strange I became.

The statue looked rough but unfinished as a work of art, his lips slightly open to reveal his terrifying teeth, and the lines of his body were so simple that it was almost impossible to distinguish between his body and arms.

Although it looks humanoid, it has a bit of ancient charm in terms of temperament, and it seems that this stone statue was also excavated from the soil by a group of little devils decades ago.

Maybe it was the tombstone of an ancient tomb, I was suspicious in my heart, and I didn't continue to study it.

Reflecting the dim light overhead, little by little towards the darkness.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, we encountered the first difficult choice to enter the underground tunnel.

There was a fork in the road at the end, and I couldn't help but lean into it, and I was greeted by rows of minecarts covered in black paint.

These carriages, driven by small diesel locomotives, are quietly lined up in dimly lit tunnels, covered with a thick layer of dust.

Looking towards the end, you can see a little rusty rails sloping upward, sinking straight into the darkness of the tunnel.

I realized that this might be the railroad train that the little devils used to transport the ore waste, and if it could still start, it would be possible to get back to the surface with this train.

When I thought of my severed hand, I felt like I had suddenly tugged at a certain heartstring.

With today's advanced medicine, if it were timely, I might be able to take my right hand back, which is why I never threw away my severed hand.

But now that he was approaching the deepest part of the tunnel, and was about to know the reason why those little devils had stopped digging decades ago, he was a little excited and a little apprehensive.

If you leave now, you may not be able to unlock the shocking secrets hidden here decades ago in this life.

A longing for the truth and a suppressed touch point that was about to collapse in my heart made me can't help but start to struggle, but Suczak's thoughts are always resolute.

He kept holding the old photo of his daughter in his hand, and with some inexplicable premonition, he found that he was getting closer and closer to his daughter.

I looked at the severed hand in my arms, the blood from the wound was almost dry, and the horrific flesh was hidden in the stubble, which gradually turned black and purple after losing the blood vessels connected to it.

Gritting my teeth, I finally put my severed hand on the ground, found some rocks to hide it, and felt as if I had made a great decision.

That is, this time to risk your life, but also to see what secret is hidden at the end of the tunnel, if you miss this time.

Even if he escapes death, he will definitely regret it in the future.

In this way, the two big men gave up the only way to escape in the tunnel for their own purposes.

After exiting the minecart tunnel little by little, looking at the other end of the tunnel leading to the pitch-black and dead silence in front of me, my heart was filled with an indescribable sadness.

I don't know why, but I have a vague premonition in my heart that this time only one of Suchak and I will make it out alive, or that both of us will be left in the tunnel forever.

As I approached the tunnel with cautious steps, this feeling became stronger in my heart.

In order to solve the lighting problem inside, I simply made two torches the old way.

After tearing off the fabric on my body and wrapping it around the wood to make a simple torch, my upper body was in tatters and there were no strips of cloth to keep out the wind.

But light is essential in the dark, and Suzak and I walked slowly into this unexplored tunnel with torches in one hand.

He almost tripped over the rocks under his feet, perhaps because he had been in a state of high mental tension, and thought that there was something in the dark that wanted to sneak up on him.

It wasn't until he found out that it was a broken stone tablet that tripped over him that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the light of the torches in his hand, the tunnel here is very wide, and you can see that the group of little devils must have put a lot of effort into digging this place.

However, the further you go, the narrower the road on both sides of the tunnel becomes, and gradually it becomes an underground cavern about three meters high and two meters wide.

The walls are covered with signs of irregularly shaped artificially excavated stones, and the ground is covered with oddly colored ores and digging tools.

I used the torch in my hand to illuminate the stone tablet where I had nearly tripped over it, and I was surprised to find that there were some strange words engraved on it.

But with my experience, I can't even recognize these tadpole-like oracle bone inscriptions, to be precise, these words are more like hieroglyphs.

Looking at the position of the broken stone tablet placed on the ground, it is not difficult to guess that this must have been dug out of the tunnel just before the little devil received the order to retreat.

When I thought of the half of the stone tablets I had seen before, I became more and more curious, and the position I was in at this time was probably not less than a thousand meters deep into the hinterland of the Xiangxi Mountains, and even those royal tombs were difficult to cast the ancient tombs in such a deep place.

The most important thing is that the deeper you go, the harder it is to dig into the rocky soil beneath, and it is hard to imagine how the ancients could have hidden statues and steles so deep underground, given the excavation equipment of the ancients.

What is hidden in the depths of this underground, remembering the archival report left here by the little devil, it is no exaggeration to say that the magnetic field here is very different.

Even the watch hands on my wrist at this time were speeding around under an inexplicable energy.