Qiu Shan thought he was dazzled, staring at the corpse. The hand that was red and swollen like a breadstick lifted slightly, supported it for a while, and then fell off.

His heart was beating wildly, he took out the small pistol from his pocket and shouted at the corpse, "Hey, still alive?" ”

After a moment, the hand was raised again, this time higher than before, trembling slightly in the air. Qiu Shan slowly leaned over with the gun in his right hand, and the hand fell down sharply. Qiu Shan walked to the corpse, kept a distance of one meter, and saw that the corpse's face actually moved.

Qiu Shan clenched the pistol, and saw that the corners of the corpse's mouth seemed to be slightly pulled, and his lips were open, as if he was muttering something, and his eyes, which were squeezed into a slit by his puffy face, opened and closed with great difficulty, as if he was not dead.

"Hey, hey." Qiu Shan emboldened himself by shouting, slowly approached the man and squatted down, seeing that his lips were still moving, Qiu Shan leaned over, leaned his head over, and listened with bated breath.

"Du Mu's ...... Hot Meat Hot Ke Show ......"

Qiu Shan saw that the man's mouth was slurred, his tongue was stiff, and his voice was extremely low, so he said loudly, "I can't hear clearly." Who are you? What do you want to say? When he looked at the man again, his eyes had gradually turned white, his face had turned cyanosis, and he repeated the words he had just said vaguely, and gradually fell silent. Qiu Shan sniffed the man's breath, and he was already out of breath.

Qiu Shan had learned some first-aid knowledge before, so he tilted the man's head back, raised his chin, broke his mouth, and took a finger in his mouth. Qiu Shan looked inside, and saw a small golden bead on the tongue, and a thin rod passed through the tongue under the bead, which seemed to be a tongue ring or something. Qiu Shan groped to find the location of the man's heart, crossed his hands and kept pressing, about twenty minutes or so, seeing that the man's body was slowly hardening, and had to give up first aid.

Qiu Shan took a long breath and looked at the corpse for a moment, thinking that although the faces of these two people were difficult to distinguish, their temperament was quite different from the stout man who had fought in the alley the night before.

Are they a group? When Qiu Shan thought of this, he suddenly remembered that there was a tongue ring on this person's tongue, so he broke open the corpse's mouth again, pinched the tongue ring with his fingers and looked at it, and found that there was a circular pattern about the size of a pea printed on the side of the back, and the color was lighter.

Qiu Shan looked closer and saw a pale white equilateral triangle in a pale white circle, and there was a small round hole in each corner of the triangle, about the size of a needle's eye. Qiu Shan looked at the rest of the tongue ring, and there was no mark other than the pattern.

Qiu Shan couldn't understand the meaning of the pattern, so he had to ignore it and reluctantly close the corpse's mouth. After a short rest, the pit was dug again, the body was dragged into the pit, and covered with loess stones and leaves.

It was nearly noon, and the sun was hanging high, dispelling the chill in the woods. Qiu Shan looked up at the white sun, only to feel dizzy, his body ached, and his mouth was hungry and thirsty. He slowly rubbed to the edge of the stone slope, found an open space and sat down, took out the dry food he carried with him, and ate a few bites randomly.

After eating, Qiu Shan checked the wounds on his arm, and two or three wounds were already a little red and swollen. Qiu Shan took out the small ointment, it was all in English, Qiu Shan picked out some words he knew and looked at them, and determined that the ointment was a bit like a panacea, so he squeezed a little and smeared it on the wounds and bruises.

After everything was done, Qiu Shan lay on the rocks, and there was a chill from the stone slabs, which relieved the fatigue of the body. Qiu Shan closed his eyes and rested for a while, and when his strength was almost recovered, he turned over, used his feet together, and slowly descended along the stone slope into the large moss. The moss is not slippery, presumably due to exposure to sunlight. Although the slope is not steep, the focus is on the moss, and the hills have to be extra careful, so the speed becomes slower.

At this time, when I looked up, I felt that although the stone slope was not very high, it was also quite wide, and there were some crooked and slanted stone cracks on the surface.

Qiu Shan stepped on the thick and soft moss, slowly looked from top to bottom, and suddenly saw a moss depression at his feet, which seemed to be a cave. He hurriedly descended to the depression, but saw that this place was originally a stone crack, the width was different, the width was about ten centimeters, the narrow part was only two or three centimeters, and most of the others were closed together, and the moss was connected into a piece, and it seemed that the wide part of the stone crack seemed to be recessed into it.

Qiu Shan turned on the flashlight and shone it inside, where the rock crevice leaned downward, it was difficult to accumulate water, and it seemed quite dry, and there was nothing in the stone crevice except for some gravel and dust.

Qiu Shan remembered that the light he had seen in the morning seemed to be coming from a slightly left position, so he slowly moved to the left. The moss here is thick, which may be caused by the wind and rain in the rock crevices, and the rainwater flows along the edges of the crevices, so that the moss receives additional nutrients. Qiu Shan moved two meters to the left, and saw that the green moss was smooth and there was nothing abnormal, so he looked down to the left, faintly saw another depression, and hurriedly climbed over, and sure enough, he found that it was a stone crack. It's just that the opening of this stone crack is smaller, only about six or seven centimeters.

Qiu Shan turned on the flashlight and shone it inside, and couldn't help but feel disappointed. The crack here is indistinguishable from the one on the upper right, and there is nothing in it except for some gravel.

Qiu Shan searched up and down the rocky slope again, left and right, but found nothing but moss. He thought back to the morning, and wondered if there was something glowing hidden in the moss. But if so, how does the light pass through the thick moss? Thinking like this, Qiu Shan returned to the stone crevice just now, turned on the flashlight and looked inside. This time, he noticed a stone gap on the right side of the stone crevice, about a centimeter high, hidden behind the moss and the stone crevice.

Qiu Shan took out the folding knife and scraped all the moss growing along the stone crevice, and saw that this stone crevice was diagonally to the upper right, which happened to be connected with the larger stone crevice. The canine teeth of the stone seams are staggered and naturally close together, but the stone slope on the other side of the large stone crevice is slightly protruding forward.

Imagining the sun at its rise, it occurred to him that if the sunlight passed through the large rock crevice at a certain angle, it would be possible to reach the small stone crevice. If a mirror is placed between them, it is possible that the light will come from a crack in the small stone.

In order to test this idea, Qiu Shan climbed to the side of the big stone crevice, shone a flashlight into the stone crevice, and then looked at the small stone crevice, only to see that the light actually came out of the small stone crevice. It seems that this stone gap hidden behind the stone crevice turned out to be a light channel, when the sun rises in the east in the morning, the light just passes through the large stone crevice, is reflected by an object buried in the light channel, and shoots out from the small stone crevice, which can only be seen from the very special position of Sima Dao.

Qiu Shan looked in the direction of Huabiao on Sima Road, and calculated in his heart the approximate angle of the light coming out of the small stone crack on the right, and estimated that the reflection in the light path should be located on the right rear side of the small stone crack. Qiu Shan came here, saw that the stone crevices here were relatively tightly combined, and secretly thought that the object reflecting the light should be about half a meter away from the rock surface, so he took out a folding knife and opened it, and tried to chisel the stone crevices. Since the entire hillside was limestone, it was not particularly dense, and the knife was sharp, so Qiu Shan barely managed to make a small hole in the crack of the stone.

When Qiu Shan saw that this method worked, he chiseled along the crack in the stone. The work was quite hard to do, and it took Qiu Shan about 20 minutes to pry and pry, and his arm was so tired that he could dig a fine groove in the rock crevice. Qiu Shan turned on the flashlight and looked inside, and found that although the outside of the stone crack was tightly fitted, the inside was hollow, and there was a faint reflection of something, which seemed to be a bronze object.

Qiu Shan suppressed his excitement, cheered up his spirits, and chiseled with all his might. After persisting like this for more than half an hour, the stone trough slowly expanded, and it was already the size of an egg. Qiu Shan found that the thickness of the stone seam was about seven or eight centimeters, and when he looked inside, he saw that the reflective object seemed to be a semicircular object, about the size of a fist.

Qiu Shan endured the pain in his fingers and arms, and with all his strength, he continued to expand the stone trough until he could fully fit into his hand. At this time, an hour had passed, Qiu Shan was exhausted, but he didn't care about resting, he reached into the stone trough, hooked his fingers to the bronze object, and slowly pulled it out.

When the bronze artifact was completely taken out of the stone cave, Qiu Shan looked closely, and saw that this bronze artifact was a bronze mirror that was half missing, with a diameter of about six or seven centimeters, and the edges of the fracture were uneven. The bronze mirror style looks quite simple, because the light channel is very dry, although it has gone through the vicissitudes of time, there is no copper rust and mildew, and the reflective surface is still as smooth as new.

Qiu Shan held the bronze mirror in both hands, and felt that there seemed to be lines on the back, so he hurriedly turned it over and saw that there were patterns such as text patterns on it. The text is like a text and a picture, around the outer edge of the bronze mirror, a total of twelve, the strokes are square, but none of the words can be recognized; The pattern lines are fine and dense, complex and tortuous, slightly convex, and engraved on the entire back.

Qiu Shan thought that this kind of ancient mirror had many such decorations, and he didn't think about it, so he wrapped the bronze mirror and put it in his pocket, turned on the flashlight and shone it into the hole, and saw that there were no other objects inside, so he took out his mobile phone and took three or four photos inside. After taking the photo, Qiu Shan filled the cracks in the stone with the gravel that had just been carved.

At this time, Qiu Shan's arm was already sore and weak, and after lying on the moss and resting for a while, he slowly descended along the stone slope to the open space below, and then closed his eyes and lay down for a while before turning over, and glanced at the time, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. Qiu Shan secretly thought that if he was seen going down the mountain at this time, it would inevitably make people suspicious, so he took out the bronze mirror again to observe it carefully.

The sunlight is still very dazzling, and the fine lines on the bronze mirror become conspicuous in the sunlight, although it looks like a chaotic line, there are faint mountains and rivers, and there seems to be brilliance overflowing.

Qiu Shan secretly thought that his Taoism in cultural relics was still shallow, and he didn't know any of the words on the bronze mirror, not to mention that half of it was missing, so he couldn't see Zi Chouyin. Thinking of this, he simply re-wrapped the bronze mirror and put it in his pocket, and when his fingers touched the two pistols, he took them out and studied them, and found that there was a small hook at the butt, and after pulling it, he heard a slight "click" sound, and the bullet seemed to have been loaded. Qiu Shan hurriedly reset the hook and carefully put it in his pocket. Then I took out the flashlight and looked at it, and when I saw a switch, I gently pressed it, and the flashlight emitted a white light, which looked quite dazzling in the sun. He opened the folding handle and saw a small camera and several buttons inside, which should be used to record videos.

At this moment, the mobile phone suddenly vibrate, Qiu Shan took it out and looked at it, and couldn't help but exclaim.