"Hanging coffin burial" does not really build ancient tombs on cliffs, but hangs coffins on cliffs in a certain way and fixes them. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the past, when I traveled to the Three Gorges, I passed through Qutang Gorge and saw this kind of hanging coffin on the cliffs on both banks.

It's densely packed, a bit like a beekeeper's hive.

However, if there are indeed hanging coffins in this place, then why are so many people exposed to the wilderness?

Moreover, it seems that the hanging coffin does not need so much wood.

The further you go, the more such stumps there are. None of them were cut recently. Some are so rotten that they can't be seen.

Walking in such a place, there is always a sense of oppression. The reason is on the cliff overhead. Always worried that something would fall.

The road is very difficult to walk, and the river is fast, otherwise I would have just planned to get a raft and float out.

By noon, I still didn't see the end, and I didn't know how long this canyon would be after all.

I can't stand my feet anymore. This time I came out, and the equipment was not professional. If I walk in this place for two more days, my shoes will be worn out.

The most uncomfortable thing is that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, which is really a sin.

The vertical variation of the Hengduan Mountains is significant. The mountains are covered with snow and ice, but the heat below the mountains is unbearable.

But unlike in the desert, here we don't have to worry about drinking water.

Raw water is naturally not drinkable, even though it looks very clean.

During the lunch break, boil the water in a can and cool it down. It's put in the kettle.

There are quite a few small animals in this place, such as pheasants! Originally, I wanted to play two to relieve my hunger, but my feet were full of blisters and I couldn't run.

Guns are not dared to be used, and the number of bullets is limited and cannot be wasted.

I sat down and worked on my ankle, which was riddled with thorns. Not having boots in the wild is simply a sin.

Seeing that everyone else was almost rested. Then he said, "Let's go!" When we got to a place where the water was calm, we got a raft and floated out, and it was not possible to keep going. ”

Everyone nodded, got up, and checked their gear to see if anything had been left behind.

The water in the river was very fast, and countless white foams were turned out.

As soon as I walked more than 20 meters, a miserable white thing entered my field of vision!

The heart suddenly tightened: it was a skeleton!

It's different from the white skeleton you saw on the mountain. The corpse was covered in moss.

There is nothing terrible about a dead man, what is terrible is the cause of his death.

It's not shocking to see dry bones in this place. The shock was that the skeleton was leaning against a tree!

The previous ones were lying on the ground.

The dead man in front of him leaned against the tree by himself before he died. In this way, he did not die all at once, and it is very likely that he will leave us with some valuable information.

Several people looked at each other, nodded, and walked over.

The skeletons I saw before were all bare. And this skeleton on the body. But there was a tattered garment.

Not people from the same era.

Scratching open the vines on his body, he revealed a backpack, also in tatters.

Looking at the backpack, my first thought was to look for a notebook!

I've seen it in Nine's notes before, and there was also a group of people in front of Nine who had entered the canyon. Most likely, this person was one of the people who came first.

In his hand, he also holds a pen. I must have written down something before I died.

Flipping through the backpack like tattered cotton wool, there was nothing.

I wondered slightly: was my guess wrong?

Wrong! He was dying at the time, how could he still put the notebook back in his backpack?

Thinking of this, I squatted down and groped on the ground.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dead branches and leaves, and it exuded a strong rancid smell.

In front of the corpse, under a dozen centimeters of dead branches, I finally found something hard, a bag of oilcloth.

It's really a journey.

"You're quite experienced, aren't you? How do you know he's going to have this? Qian Xinyu looked at me and smiled meaningfully. It always felt like he was laughing at me.

The outer layer of the tarpaulin bag is already leaking, but the inside is good.

Lao An and Mo Yiyuan didn't show surprise when they saw this thing. Could it be that these two old guys know about this too?

I tore open the tarpaulin and lay a notebook in it. Other than that, nothing.

Turn the first page, and something dark red comes into view.

Is this blood?

Right! It's the blood that has dried up. The two pages were mottled and stained.

Although it has been a long time, it is still shocking at first sight.

I was about to turn to the back, but Mo Yiyuan grabbed me and said, "That's it!" ”

I froze at first, then understood. At the end of their lives, who would turn to the end of their notebook and write?

However, both pages were covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell what was written inside.

Shake off the rust-like blood clots on the paper and point the first page at the sun in the sky.

A few scribbled characters are faintly exposed, which are also traditional Chinese characters, some years old.

The words are: Don't go over!

Very brief. However, this is written by someone at the end of his life, and in just a few words, all of them reveal the dangers of the road ahead.

A few of us looked at each other, and after one look at each other, I flipped through the back notes.

In this case, it is naturally impossible to look at it in detail.

I took out the speed at which I usually read a large number of documents, ten lines at a glance, and quickly saw the end from the beginning.

At the beginning, Li Yiqi and the others could barely keep up with my speed, and then they gave up directly.

When it comes to reading, I'm the first of these six!

As soon as I finished reading it, Mo Yiyuan immediately smiled and said, "Less, tell us about the general content!" ”

These slackers!

I cursed, sorted out my thoughts, and said, "The general content of the note is about this person's experience. He also didn't use his real name. The code name is number six. According to the contents of Six's notes.

He also followed the river into the canyon. With him were fifteen people. While walking through a wood, they sacrificed ten men, and only five were lucky enough to cross that wood. ”

"The woods? Woods again? What is it about the woods that is so powerful? Li Yiqi asked puzzled.

I got the note, and I showed it to the others. So Li Yiqi also knows the things in the No. 9 notebook.

I shook my head and said, "Six used the password. This place, he recorded a few letters in English: SaUeRjErNgScI. I don't know what that means. ”

As I said this, I pronounced these letters. Lao An didn't speak, but wrote down the letters in his notebook with a pen, and after staring at it for a while, he didn't say anything, but his face was unusually ugly.