"Fuck, face!"

The bald man shuddered, and accidentally shaved off the nose of the face.

"This thing is not alive...... It's a dead man! Seeing that the fat man and Xiao Yong were about to pull out their guns, the mustache hurriedly said.

I saw that where the nose of the face was cut off, a white powdery inner pulp was exposed, which had dried out.

"It's not a dead man, it's a tree root." The eagle stepped forward to take a look.

"I'll go, this tree root grows too human." The youkai rolled its eyes.

"This is probably the kind of plant we used to dig up." The bald man pulled out the root and looked at it for a long time.

That thing, only half of a person's head, with a face in front and a lot of whiskers underneath and behind, looked like a He Shou Wu.

"Okay, okay, let's keep digging!" The youkai urged.

The bald man dug into the hole a few more times, then turned back to us and smiled, "That's it!" ”

……

The entrance to the cave was only forty or fifty centimeters in size, and everyone couldn't wait to get into it.

The youkai and I walked at the end, carrying Ah Chang's upper body together, and Xiao Yong carried Ah Chang's lower body at the end of the tomb, ready to send people into the tomb. At this time, the monster standing next to me whispered to me, "Ye Feng, you kid, aren't you in the same group as them?" ”

I glanced at him, and the kid was smiling at me, and his smile looked very strange in the reflection of the flashlight.

He found out? What did he mean by that? Are you going to pull me to their side? I was overjoyed, as if I had grasped a life-saving straw, and then I became lost again, and the so-called straw was nothing more than a bubble in the sea. These two groups of people are not good things, and no matter which side I choose, it will not end well. The bald man forcibly pulled me into the gang, just to find more coolies, and if necessary, to be a backpad. When I think of this, I can't help but feel sad and feel hopeless.

……

Inside the cave was a large enclosed space, surrounded by natural rock walls, and as soon as the youkai and I got in, we saw many humanoid tree roots standing in front of us.

Most of them are only the height of a desk, and some are shorter, staggering, rooted deep in the mountain. The roots of the trees are withered and cracked, some even decaying, and they are "facing away" from us, "heading" to the west, as if they were worshipping the sages.

"Here are some dead man's bones!" The fat man shouted.

I saw that in the soil between the roots of the tree, there were many white bones embedded in the soil and pottery that looked like containers, and the white bones had been completely calcified, and they would break with a little force. The monster slammed a few times on the ground and pulled out half of the pottery bowl.

"What a hole this shit is! That's what we're here for?! What about the tomb of the high monk?? What about gold and silver jewelry?! He said, holding the half of the pottery bowl.

"It's right here, there's nothing wrong with it." The mustache emphasized.

"What about the tomb! What about gold and silver treasures?? You're blind to me! Eagle, who are you looking for! ”

The eagle's face was ugly.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, Tang Zhengcao, who had been silent, said: "Here, it should be an ancient tomb pit of early Zoroastrianism in Xinjiang. ”

"Zoroastrian?" The monster looked Tang Zhengcao up and down.

"Zoroastrianism is one of the oldest religions in the world, and it was also the most influential religion in West Asia before the birth of Islam, from which Manichaeism was differentiated." Tang Zhengcao explained.

"That is, the origin religion of Mingjiao in Jin Yong's novel." I'm afraid that everyone won't understand, Tang Zhengcao added another sentence.

"Why do you think this is a Zoroastrian burial pit?" Eagle asked.

"Believers in this religion regard water, fire, and earth as gods, so they oppose water burial, cremation, and earth burial in favor of celestial burial, which is the traditional funeral method of ethnic minorities such as Mongolians and Tibetans. The carcass is taken to a designated location for birds and beasts to devour, and then the remaining bones are buried. You see the bones on the ground scattered around, and this is a very obvious second burial. In addition to this, there is also the broken pottery on the ground, which looks like a Zoroastrian vessel used for fire rituals. But these bones are buried deep in the mountains, not like the style of Zoroastrian burial grounds, but rather like the tomb style of Xinjiang's primitive religion. That's why I think this is the grave of early Zoroastrian believers in Xinjiang. ”

"So all this nonsense you said has a ball to do with the tomb of the high monk?" The monster scolded.

"It's okay." Tang Zhengcao shrugged.

The monster wanted to continue scolding, but then he heard a loud noise from the entrance of the cave-

"What's going on!" Eagle asked.

Xiao Yong looked over and said in a panic: "Brother Ying, the stone pile in the air-raid shelter has collapsed, and the entrance to the cave has been blocked!" ”

"Blocked? I—We can't get out?! Hearing this, the bald man hurriedly ran over, and shouted at the entrance of the cave in a dejected manner.

"Holy shit, there's an inner ghost! There are definitely ghosts inside! The youkai took his AK and yelled.

"Inner ghost? You use your brain to think about it! When we came, there were ten of them, Scar died in the bomb shelter, and now we're nine people, all here! Where does the inner ghost come from? There is only one person in the bomb shelter now, and that is the dead Scar, could it be that he did it? The eagle said expressionlessly.

The youkai didn't talk.

"Fry it! Let's blow it up! The bald man panicked.

"Don't you think we're dying fast enough!" The youkai glared at him.

While they were discussing, Ah Chang on my back struggled, his hands began to tremble, and a strange sound came out of his throat, like the kind that wanted to speak, but couldn't.

I hurriedly said to them, "Ah Chang is awake, Ah Chang seems to be awake!" ”

Just as I was about to put him down, I accidentally touched his trembling hand, and I immediately became stupid, his hand was cold and cold.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and put people down!" The youkai urged.

Seeing that my face was full of horror, the mustache asked solemnly, "What's the matter!" ”

"Ah Chang, it seems to be ...... He's dead. In my ears, Ah Chang was still making a "uh-uh" sound, his hands were still shaking, and his head was starting to twist, but his temperature was the temperature of a dead man......

I threw him on the ground and shouted, "He's cheating!" ”

Everyone instinctively took a step back, only to see Ah Chang lying on the ground, convulsing a few times.

I once heard my grandmother say that when a person just dies, there is still a breath left in the body, and he is not completely dead, and if he is washed by another creature, he will be falsely resurrected, and the soul of the animal will be attached to the corpse, and the corpse at this time will be completely like a zombie and bite when he sees people.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, Ah Chang's face was extremely white, his eye sockets were sunken, and his cheeks were shriveled, completely like before. The dagger was still stuck in his neck, and the blood from the wound turned bright red to black-brown.

Suddenly, he sat up straight! Almost instantly, a barrage of bullets pierced his body! His throat was smashed, his head crumbled, and the splatters of flesh were thrown on my face like sludge—

The eagle silently put away his gun as if nothing had happened.

"Look again and see if there is a way out." He said indifferently.

At this moment, I feel very sad inexplicably, although the eagle's actions are not wrong, but my heart has been shaken like never before, I feel like a weed blown by the wind, no place to stay, no support, no friends, no one can believe, just like a yellow dog being led away. In the darkness, I seemed to see the grave robbers' faceless faces and guns in their hands, maybe in the next second, they would kill me, and then leave as if nothing had happened, as if there was no such thing as me in this world.

How I wish it was just a nightmare, but that's the reality!

……

"There's a dark river here! Come here! "The fat man shouted at us from the depths of the cave.

As we walked along, a small river more than a meter wide was next to the cave wall, not so much an underground river as a small ditch, and its source was buried at the end of the slope in the northwest corner of the cave, and its destination was unknown.

"Xiao Ning, look at it, is there a possibility of an exit here?" The eagle shouted.

At this moment, Tang Zhengcao was squatting on the ground studying a stone, and when he heard the eagle calling him, he beckoned us and motioned for us to come over.

"What is this?" Eagle asked.

"Wadang, fished out of the water. This is engraved with an ancient pattern called a motif. ”

"Ripples?" The eagle asked rhetorically.

Tang Zhengcao handed the tile to the eagle and said, "The pattern is generally engraved on the bronze, which was more common in the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The ancient book says, Kui, the charm is also, like a dragon's foot. That is, this animal, very similar to the legendary dragon. This pattern could not have appeared in the tombs of Zoroastrian believers. The crest is a symbol of royal power and even divine power in ancient times. The appearance of this stone in the underground river can only indicate that there is a very high probability that there is a mausoleum of the emperor buried in this mountain, and it is very close, very close to us. ”

After listening to his analysis, everyone seemed to see hope again.

"Then let's see where the tomb is." The eagle smiled.

Tang Zhengcao was looking around, and I was standing diagonally opposite him, and we quickly glanced at each other, and in his eyes, I saw a trace of uneasiness that was not easy to detect.

……

"Got it!"

In the darkness, the tomb robbers cheered.

At the top of the slope in the northwest corner, two meters deep, a small hole is exposed under the wall of the broken eggshell, which is supposed to be caused by earthquakes, landslides and erosion of flowing water.

"Can't be wrong, that's it!" The bald man is getting ready to get in.

"Xiao Tao!" The mustache stopped him, and then said to me: "Xiao Ye, you go to explore the road first, and draw a cross with a flashlight on our side if there is no situation." ”

When he said this, I felt like I had been sentenced to death. However, I was not afraid, to be honest, I was desperate many times, and I got used to it, anyway, it was a death, but it was a pity that I could only die in such a broken place.

I burrowed into the thief hole, and in front of me, an unknown awaited me.