I woke up a day later, with the fat man on his back and the old man and Tahara following on the other side. Our location at this point was already a complex canyon area of subsidence, which made me a little suspicious of all my previous experiences.

They didn't walk in a hurry, it didn't seem to be in any danger, the sun was shining on me, and the slippery feeling on my body was basically gone, but the fatigue and fatigue still didn't disappear a little.

"Those...... What about those people? It took me all the strength to say it.

Several people immediately turned their heads to look at me, their state was much better, Tahara had red eyes, and immediately came up: "Brother, are you okay?" ”

I didn't have any desire to answer, I didn't say anything, I waited for a long time, Tahara still looked at me with red eyes, and after a long time, the fat man with my back said, "Who are you asking?" Who? ”

I sneered, but it was indeed an exhaling sound, and it took me a long time before I had the strength to speak again: "You are being, do you know who I am talking about?" ”

The fat man let out a long sigh, and waited a long time before I heard him speak again: "You...... Your unlucky brother died, the yellow-haired ghost ran away by himself, and the others, except for this little girl, didn't see any of them. ”

I let out a sigh of relief, and with great difficulty lifted my wrist, which was already bandaged with strips of torn clothes, but my palm was almost white, as white as a dead man's hand.

When the fat man saw me looking at his hand, he gasped and said, "Don't blame me for speaking ugly, I can't figure it out, whether you are biological or not, I don't think you two look alike, with such a heavy hand, I almost killed you." That bastard is also a psychopath, and after cutting your wrists, he killed himself by cutting his wrists. I suggest you go out and take a psychological test this time, and check it out early, so that you don't have any mental illness yourself. ”

I didn't have the strength to talk to him about anything else, and the fat man said that there was really no problem, it was too strange, and it took me more than an hour to either guess or listen to them explain what happened after I fainted.

The process is just a guess, in fact, when the fat man and the girl woke up, I was almost out of vital signs, Su was long gone, there was only a backpack on the ground, but the person was gone.

When they saw my brother, it was almost the same as what I had seen, and he had long since lost his breath, and even if there were, the swollen face should be a monster. The cause of my brother's death does not need to go to a forensic doctor at all. Both wrists were almost severed, the blood was completely drained, and he was drained of blood before dying. Before finally falling unconscious, he fell headlong in the water, and being drowned in the water was only secondary, and the time of death must have been longer than I had guessed, and the face that was swollen by the blisters was already three times the size of the original.

"Is it Su Gan?" There is no other possibility, he is the only one who has disappeared here, before I fainted, Sue was still there, but he was not in a good state, as if he had lost his soul.

The fat man shook his head: "Yes, there is a possibility, but we have taken a closer look, the angle of the wound on his wrist is drawn by himself, and the one on your wrist is not clear." Anyway, the chances of that yellow hair doing this are not very good. ”

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Lao Dai added: "It's true that the foreigner did it, if he wanted to kill others on his subjective will at that time, it wouldn't be so troublesome, and he didn't take anything with him, he couldn't get out alive." ”

These canyons were a thousand times better than the mushroom-filled area, at least I could see the sun, and the fat man woke up probably not long before I fainted again, and a few people packed up their equipment, helped me treat my wounds, and drove out of the mushroom-covered valley floor together.

Naturally, the elder brother's corpse will not be cared for, and it is obviously worthless. I didn't feel too sad, and if it was me, I wouldn't have bothered unless I was already thinking about going to Hades together.

The backpack has been brought by the fat generation, these things are related to our lives, very valuable, a few people have counted, save a little, a week and a half should be no problem.

The next road is simply hell on earth, the whole process is non-stop running, I have not been able to act on my own, it is better to carry me on my back than to carry me fast,

I can't estimate how much blood I shed, it spread along the plate, there was no discipline at all, I remember the scene was so horrible that I almost sat in a pool of blood, but I should have survived, I hope this time it will not be another dream.

Monkeys are all over the valley area, we can only wait for the sun to come out before we dare to hurry, and at night we hide in the depression under the cliff, these natural depressions are not all there, so it is very troublesome to encounter a small one.

On most of the rock walls, we also found dense carvings or petroglyphs, but whether it is a mural or a rock carving, it is obvious that it is not the same age at all, these mural rock carvings are densely packed, overlapping layer after layer.

We looked at several places, and most of the murals depicted tributary sacrifices, surrounded by countless monkeys, and in those underground canyons, there were a line of tributary processions, carried large cages containing monkeys or people.

At the end of the procession, there was a huge stone plate, but this proportion was placed in the actual location of the stone plate, almost more than ten meters in diameter.

These sacrificial men carried the men in the cages to the edge of the stone slabs, and now I can see that these are indeed people, and that their paintings are more elaborate than those of monkeys. The next picture confirms that this is a sacrifice, those who were carried to the edge of the stone plate as a sacrifice are beheaded one by one, the fresco is too old, but the traces are still there, the person whose head was cut off, a large amount of blood flowed into the stone plate, and from the lines, the blood flowed through those ravines.

Other mural carvings are of the same kind, some of which are scenes of digging niches, into which slaves and laborers put piles of coffins one by one, and they sprinkle a lot of powder into the niches, presumably for embalming.

In addition to these murals, there are also many incarnate rock carvings, and the content of the rock carvings is those giant man-eating mushrooms. At first, I thought those things were some rare species that had gone extinct, and the valley floor overgrown with mushrooms was an extremely closed environment, so it was not unusual that many extinct creatures and plants still existed.

But the content of the carving immediately told me that those giant man-eating mushrooms did not grow naturally, and when they were only the size of an arm, they were kept in captivity in several large vats, and the whole breeding process was very complete, and those man-eating mushrooms were indeed nourished by carrion. The source of the carrion is a giant stone mill in the corners of the carving.

The people were thrown into the stone mill, and a dozen oxen pulled the stone mill, and those people struggled inside, but to no avail, and those who crawled out were also stabbed with spears by the people outside, and they ended up in a bucket full of minced meat.

We just watched it once, and we were already covered with goosebumps, what kind of feudal dynasty would have such appalling sacrificial activities. And they also use almost miserable methods to raise some large mushrooms that live by predation.

It's too long, just some preliminary speculations, the age of these things is probably in the early Shang period, and it will only be earlier, under that kind of system at that time, this kind of behavior is very easy to explain, and there is nothing new about tens of thousands of people to be buried for one person, and such a disgusting thing is understandable in that kind of big era.

Obviously, not only the era of the murals has a gap, but the time gap between the murals and the rock carvings is even greater, and the early Shang seems to have been hundreds of years late, to say that the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors is probably not an exaggeration.

These things are tired of seeing too much, all kinds of things, big and small things are recorded, lucky to see a few large-scale events are still relatively fresh, but most of them even eat and sleep have pictures, painting murals must be all the craftsmen, the style of painting is different, children graffiti is countless.

After a week, we couldn't hear the monkeys anymore, which allowed us to finally get a good night's sleep that night. All the way to the north, there is no deflection at an angle, in fact, this kind of place is still very easy to walk, the most afraid is to turn several corners in a row is a dead end.

Our food bottomed out on the eighth day, and everyone was exhausted, and this little girl was really beyond my expectations. I didn't feel comfortable along the way, but there was really no way, stepping on the ground was the same as stepping on cotton, let go of other people's hands, and immediately planted my head.

Tian Yuan can insist, there may be more than 100 kilometers all the way, I didn't hear any complaints from her, the fat man expressed a distressed opinion for me, saying that it is really not good to let the old generation carry it, the little girl just shook her head vigorously.

At last we were back on the meadow, and a day later we saw the convoy on the ridge of the hill in the distance, and several men were almost wiped out in the last kilometer or two, and we came out in the direction of the whole valley, and if we had not known that the most trouble-prone thing was the last part of the road, we might have fallen here and could not have risen.

At the foot of the hill, the people stationed in the ring convoy saw us, and after finally confirming that the other party rushed down with a stretcher, all four of us fell on the soft grass.

I have never felt that the camp here and those simple beds are so comfortable, compared to the experience of more than 20 days, it is simply heaven, the team doctor who stayed behind helped me deal with the wound, and the pain was not felt at all.

We stayed in the camp for another five days, and no one came out, because several of us were more or less seriously injured, so only a few people remained behind, and the rest drove us out, before leaving, I only remember that the fat man said that a large number of people would arrive soon and go directly to search and rescue, but these have nothing to do with me.