Seeing that the terrain was still all the way down, there was no more mud and sand on the ground, and it was all rubble.

The gaps between the rock walls grew narrower and narrower, and in the end, only one side could be walked by. The three of them took down the bamboo basket and carried it in their hands, and Uncle Wang also extinguished the torch.

Only one of the torches of the uncle in front of him illuminated. On the rock walls below, water gradually gushes out. It actually converged into a small river at the feet of the three of them.

But the water was lukewarm. I guess there must be forty degrees.

Wang Jin asked Uncle Wang behind me curiously: Uncle, why is this water hot?

Uncle Wang told him: Didn't I tell you in my head? It's just spring, and the ground is just starting to get colder. If you come here in June or July, the water will freeze you to death. But if you come in November or February, the water will steam you again. The people outside have put satellites on the moon in the sky, but they don't know what is going on under the earth and under the sea. Our ancestors have long made it clear.

Wang Jin can't believe it: You always say that the ancestors have spoken, the ancestors have spoken, why haven't I heard of it.

Uncle Wang said: You have always seen the eight wall charts. The Qiankun shook the Kun and said everything in the natural world. However, your grandfather is gone, and we haven't learned. Thinking that there may be masters in the world who can understand. It's just that those who understand are hidden, and it depends on who you can meet.

Wang Jin sighed, feeling that the old man was bragging. Isn't that eight wall charts just a bunch of symbols? If you want to understand people, I'm afraid only Zhuge Kongming. However, if Zhuge Liang burns the warship again, he will definitely not borrow the east wind, and it will be over if the flame directly touches the ejector. While thinking about it, he continued to walk forward.

As we walked, the water suddenly deepened, and there was a stench of decay in the water.

After walking for a while, the water actually reached Wang Jin's chest. Wang Jin's 1.9 meter lattice, Uncle Wang and Uncle Na may be tiptoeing in the water at this moment. Seeing that they couldn't continue like this, the three of them could only stop and discuss countermeasures.

Uncle Wang said: I have been here hundreds of times. Most of the time, I will go on four or five trips a year, and I have never encountered such a situation, and I really don't know the situation for a while.

Uncle said in front: I remember that I should enter the next hole in two hundred meters, the water here seems to be silted here, I'll take a look!

As he spoke, he handed the torch to Wang Jin and walked forward alone. Wang Jin, I think it's strange that it's so dark in front, how can my uncle see the road?

The bottom of the water in front of him may be very deep, and Uncle sank into the water all of a sudden and disappeared.

It took a long time for Uncle to come out of it. When he walked up to the two of them, he only said that the two of them should go back, the farther away the better.

Uncle Wang asked him, he blushed, and only said: Even if you retreat, you will understand later.

The two of them retreated two hundred meters, and they almost couldn't hear their uncle's voice, so they stood and waited. I don't know what my uncle is doing in front of me, but suddenly there was a "rumbling" sound, and the front began to react. Wang Jin saw that the water under his feet was rushing forward, and a cool breeze blew in the cave opposite, and the air became fresh.

When the water completely receded, the two of them walked forward without knowing what was happening in front of them. When I walked to the place where I had just landed, the water only reached the surface of my feet. After walking forward for another two hundred meters, another cave appeared in front of Wang Jin's eyes, but it was much smaller than the cave in front of him. The water under his feet flowed to a lower distance, where did Uncle sit and rest.

Wang Jin went over and saw that there was a depressed look on his uncle's face. Uncle Wang walked to the edge of this cave and looked down, not knowing what he saw, but he also heard him scolding people: "Your ancestors are ..... Wang Jin looked at it in the past, and he also scolded when he landed.

It turned out that the ground was full of colorful things. It's all something that Wang Jin is familiar with. There are red braised noodle bags, green chicken stewed with mushrooms, and purple Laotan sauerkraut. The big one is the 1.25-liter Coke bottle, and the smaller one is mineral water. There are also various plastic sheets and styrofoams. I guess it weighs a few tons.

I don't know from which city's drainage pipes drift all year round. The most hateful thing about this garbage is that it doesn't rot all year round. The accumulation of small amounts has blocked all the rivers below.

Uncle Wang suddenly realized and said: No wonder those scales have gone out. There's this thing in the ground that's making trouble, it's a man-made sin.

At this time, Wang Jin suddenly remembered the two sentences of Zhang Xianzhong's Seven Killing Monument: I don't know that locusts are all over the world, and all the people are suffering. Although he didn't know what these two sentences meant, he knew what "locust" was. That's locusts! I heard the old man say that when there was a locust plague, the locusts covered the sky and the sun, and the dealers did not harvest any grains wherever they went. I think that the locusts are just food for the mouth. But this plague of locusts is an abomination in the eyes of men.

Right now, this pile of plastic garbage is piled up here, and if the dark river under this is known, then what are we people in its eyes? Thinking of his grandfather's idea of blowing up the mountain, Wang Jin was already able to ignore his grandfather's hard work back then, although he was reluctant, he had to do it as a last resort.

Uncle rested for a while and regained his strength. Wang Jin looked at him and was about to run sixty, he had always felt that his uncle was an ordinary farmer since he was a child, and sometimes he loved to be greedy. I know how to go up to the mountains to hunt, ordinary folk medicine and so on.

If it weren't for the fact that I received the ancestor's post this time, I'm afraid I would never see the identity of my uncle in my life. Think about the way your ancestors passed on the posts and the contents of the few pieces of paper you left behind by your grandfather. Suddenly, a question arose, if the ancestors took it as their responsibility to help the world and save people, then why couldn't the so-called weird nose training methods and prescriptions be made public to the world. Wouldn't there be more people who benefited in this way? If you want to save people, why don't you let everyone know about it, and you must hide it? This time, Wang Jin still couldn't help but ask, he felt that he didn't have a comprehensive understanding of everything at the moment, see what else he didn't know in the future, and then make a decision.

Uncle and Uncle Wang have spent so much effort, at least they won't harm themselves. Seeing that my uncle got up and was going to continue walking, he stood up.

At this time, the surrounding air flow is smooth, and the temperature is obviously a few degrees lower, and people are no longer so uncomfortable. It's just that the torch in my uncle's hand is about to burn out. Wang Jin asked his uncle: By the way, uncle, how many torches did you bring?

Uncle looked back at Wang Jin, didn't seem surprised, and said: Just this one, and your Uncle Wang's unburned one.

When Wang Jin heard this, he immediately thought, "Don't say how far you can go further, just turn your head back now, there is no torch, I don't even know the south, south, west, and northwest, can I still get out?"

Uncle Wang still looked calm behind his back: You kid was very smart, I didn't expect you to figure it out by yourself when I divided the mushrooms. At this time, I am talking about this. Suddenly it stopped. It seemed that he had found something, so he walked up to some garbage and stared inside.

Uncle and Wang Jin felt strange, and they didn't know what he meant.

Uncle Wang pointed to the middle of the garbage and said, what is that?

Wang Jin followed the direction he pointed out and looked at it for a long time, only to see that there seemed to be a black rope in a pile of plastic. I want to go down and fish with my hands.

Uncle rushed over first, picked up the strap with his words, and then took out a long thing from the water. When I put it on the ground, it collided with the rocks on the ground and made a "clanging" sound, which turned out to be metal. The three of them looked at each other and shouted at the same time: guns.