I shook my head, my mind like boiling mud: "I don't understand, what do you mean by the last time he left, he was here?" ”

The third uncle touched the symbols, "That's right, I've seen this mark more than once in this ruin, it's everywhere, and I followed these marks as fast as I could, through the rainforest, to the camp you found." But I wasn't sure that the mark was left by this little brother, and now that the handwriting is the same, that's right, this little brother must have been here before, and it's a little old. ”

"But what's going on?" I was speechless for a moment, wanting to ask a question, but I didn't know how to ask it at all.

I am a recognisant of rubbings, and I have an extremely sensitive knowledge of handwriting, especially engraving, so I can be sure that this symbol is indeed engraved in a stuffy oil bottle. However, the stone on this does not deceive, this is indeed not recently engraved, so it seems that the only explanation is that the stuffy oil bottle has been here.

Was it before he lost his memory? Could it be that he was also in Wen Jin and Huo Ling's expedition back then?

No way, he completely lost his memory when he was in Xisha.

"I don't know for the time being, but I told you, this little brother is not simple. Apparently his past is unfathomable, and everything he does has a reason. "However, I guess if we follow this mark, we will know where he ended up and probably find a way out." ”

I feel like my brain can't think, but I really don't know anything about the past of the stuffy oil bottle, if he really came here, it would be completely feasible in time, but when I saw the third uncle saying this, his eyes looked at the direction of the black glasses.

I asked him what was wrong, and he made a gesture for me to stop talking, and watched the black glasses go out, before he lowered his voice and said to me, "I'm really angry with you, you really shouldn't have come with me this time." ”

I saw that he suddenly changed the conversation, and spoke so softly, as if he was taboo with dark glasses, so I was stunned for a moment.

The third uncle continued to hurriedly say: "You really don't know how to read feng shui, your third uncle I am not what it used to be, this time the guys are all your third uncle and I temporarily called from the road, this group of people ostensibly called me the third master, but in fact, they don't listen to me at all, they can only make a response, and they have to prevent them from turning against the water." I'm overwhelmed by all of them, and you're not looking for death with you. ”

I immediately understood why the third uncle's expression was so helpless just now, Pan Zi told me about these situations, but I didn't expect the matter to be so serious, and immediately said softly: "I can't help it, you call me ......"

Before I finished speaking, the third uncle immediately gave me a look, and I looked back to see that the black eyes had returned, and he asked the black glasses, "How is it?" ”

"Come down, I'll let them send the equipment down first." Darkglasses grinned, "They asked what to do with that dead fat man, or leave that dead fat man on it and find someone to take care of it?" It's unrealistic to take him with you...... Little third master, your face is not very good-looking. ”

As soon as the third uncle said it just now, I couldn't react a little, maybe it was shown on my face, but I still had the ability to adapt, and immediately said: "This smell is too bad." ”

The third uncle thought for a while and said, "You can't stay, you can't disperse, tell them all to come down first, and then we'll find a place to think about that fat man." ”

said, "Then the little third master came out to help, this guy is a big part." ”

I nodded and said, "I'll come here when I'm done." "I looked at the black glasses and went out.

I glanced at the third uncle, and saw that the third uncle's expression was also very strange, and said in my heart that I really didn't expect things to come to this extent, it seems that the third uncle is really not easy.

To be honest, I have a good impression of dark glasses, although this person seems to be a little crazy, it seems that I know too little about this thing.

The third uncle continued softly: "Don't fight with me, I really can't take care of you when you come with me this time, you have to be careful, I'm really angry with you, if we can get out, I will definitely go to your father and sue you fiercely." ”

I saw his expression and knew he wasn't joking, so I nodded. He hurriedly said: "I'll make a long story short, you remember, these people are all ruthless horns in Changsha, and only these people dare to clamp this kind of lama." This black glasses is a flag man, I don't know the name, everyone on the road calls him the black blind man, he is a gang. The other group is the man called the mop belt, this group of people used to be bandits, outlaws, you have to be especially careful with this group of people, don't be my former buddies, and don't say anything. ”

I continued to nod, and the third uncle looked outside. At this time, the black blind man screamed a few times, and the third uncle patted me and asked me to pay attention to myself.

So I stopped talking and went out with the black blind man. At this time, in fact, I hadn't fully reacted, and I really realized the trouble of the matter after thinking about it while helping, the third uncle wanted to talk to me alone like this, obviously this group of people was already on guard, it may be that something happened before.

I don't understand the things on the rivers and lakes at all, and I can't think much about it at this time, so I have to try my best to pretend to be okay just now, and I can only wait and see what happens.

The fat man was tied to the "mop", the two were not easy to control, and after pulling in, the smell of urine on the two people was ridiculously strong, almost disgusting. Then, one by one, the people above came down.

The mop is still very polite, scolded a few Changsha dialects, and still nodded and smiled at me, the little third master is long and the little third master is short. But when I listen to it, I feel very different from what I just said above, looking at these people, I feel that the expressions are a little fake, I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if it's really this meaning.

I pretended not to hear at all, and I didn't have the heart to think about what was going on with the stuffy oil bottle.

After four or five hours, everyone went down to the lower shaft, sorted out their equipment, found two people to carry the fat man, and we began to follow the marks of the stuffy oil bottle, and went deeper into the shaft.

The third uncle gave me a short-headed double-barreled tiger head shotgun, double-barreled flat, this is the gun I used to play flying saucers, the same model, but a little lighter, two rounds at a time, using lead shots. This should be the highest-grade weapon that the third uncle can get, we also use this kind of thing in the Seven Star Lu Palace, I bought it from the black market at that time, and it seems to cost more than 5,000 a handful.

This thing can only play a role in hindering and deterring large animals, but it should be quite convenient to fight that kind of cockscomb snake, and it can sweep a large area away at a time. I said in my heart that Pan Zi didn't bring one, and he used his short rifle to be really outdated.

Thinking of Pan Zi and very worried, I don't know how he is now, it should be safer in that temple than here, but if he starts to burn again, I'm afraid it will be really bad luck, if he is there, the third uncle should not need to worry so much.

I reminded the third uncle of the relief I saw before, in addition to the function of these tunnels to store water, is to serve those cockscomb snakes, I came all the way from the rainforest, and I didn't see too many cockscomb snakes, but I saw them a few times, obviously the territory of these snakes is in these tunnels, we have to be more careful.

The third uncle said that these snakes are impossible to prevent, and it is useless to be more careful.

The tunnel is high and low, the environment here, I feel quite similar to the Lu Palace, is it that the Western Zhou Dynasty at that time was not the lane we thought of at all, but the drainage well?

It is impossible to speculate, because there is enough rainfall in Shandong, and there is no need for such a complex underground water storage system. Otherwise, in the event of heavy rain for months, the impounded water may be flooded, and it should be just a simple resemblance here.

After less than 500 steps, there was a fork in the shaft, and the third uncle illuminated it with a miner's lamp, one facing up, one going down, and the one going up should be the upstream shaft, and the water came down from above, and then merged with this one to flow downward. We searched the vicinity and immediately saw the mark of the stuffy oil bottle on the shaft below.

The third uncle couldn't hide his excitement, but I could now see that his excitement was a bit fake, and I had to pretend to be very nervous. Without hesitation, he waved his hand and moved on.

Traveling in this kind of shaft is an extremely boring thing, surrounded by stone bricks, without any reliefs and humanistic things, some are just simple stones, and the light spots of the miner's lamp shake the shaft wall, and there is no change for a long time.

Duan walked for three hours, one fork after another, and saw many marks left by the stuffy oil bottle, and the process was very boring, so I won't repeat it. I passed through a lot of cisterns, and the only thing that was interesting to me was that as we lowered our height, they were getting bigger and bigger, and there was no sound around, as if there were no snakes at all.

It was somewhat unexpected, and we could say that we were a little lucky, but I always felt that something was not right, and there seemed to be something hidden under the silence.

To cut a long story short, we were all right into the evening, and our tense nerves finally began to relax. We could only rest in a row in the shaft that day, lit several fires, and when we were eating, the fat man woke up.

The third uncle gave him an injection to consolidate and gave him something to eat, so I asked him what was going on, but he still didn't have the strength to speak, only said a few words, and soon fell asleep again.

But my heart is already relieved, this snake venom is not a serious injury, if he can wake up, it means that he is no longer in serious trouble. Sure enough, the next morning, when he woke up, his face had recovered, and although he couldn't move yet, he was able to stand up by someone who was being helped up, and when he looked around, he asked me weakly what was going on.

I said that you have to thank me this time, it is rare that Lao Tzu did not abandon or give up, and almost tossed me to death to save you. How can you thank me for being a freshman this time?

The fat man could toss, so he asked someone for a cigarette to smoke, and said with a wilted face: "Damn, how many times have I saved you, fat man, you can save me once and come to this set." I'll tell you, this time it's not even a tie. Then ask me what this place is.

As soon as I told him about what happened next, he didn't say anything after hearing it, so I asked him what happened to him in the end.

He said that they chased and chased and ran away, what is the speed of that little brother, he can't catch up at all, and then he heard the sound of the snake, he thought the same as me, the third uncle's people are still alive, but not as reckless as me, sneaked over, and as a result, he opened a bush and was bitten by a snake.

This is not far from what I pondered, he said, that little brother may also have to be tricked, those snakes of my mother are too evil. God bless him as clever as the two of us.

The third uncle was still very happy to see the fat man, and handed him a cigarette, I think it was probably because the fat man was finally his own person. However, the fat man was very depressed when he saw the third uncle, and said: "Third master, you see that you are a lama, you have to add money to me when you go back, otherwise I won't do it." ”

After speaking, several other people also echoed him, laughing and laughing, it seemed that there was no problem with the atmosphere at all, and no one seemed to notice the bitterness of the third uncle's smile.

The fat man recovered quickly, I asked him to drink more water, and then his urine was black, and slowly, the urine began to clear. His physique is indeed good, and his face is becoming more and more ruddy, and by the time we are about to set off, he can basically stand up and act on his own.

I continued to set off with him in my arms, still going deeper and deeper little by little as yesterday, one reservoir after another, and we found that in fact, this water storage system should be in the shape of a net, the further down the structure, the simpler the structure, but the larger the volume of the shaft and the reservoir.

Finally we stopped at the sixth cistern, which was so large that it was erected on the shore of the pond with a stone pillar held by three people to prevent it from collapsing. The entire cistern was dry, and the distance was the size of half a football field.

The fat man no longer needs my support, but his physical strength has not fully recovered, and he is panting and sweating all over his body when he sits down.

We didn't stop to rest, we weren't tired at all from marching through the hoistways compared to the rainforest march like a walk on the sandy beach with the wind and the rì li. And when we got to this cistern, we found that it was overgrown with dry roots, covering almost the entire cistern, and the mouth of the wells that diverted the water was all covered by the roots, and it was overgrown with strange fungi, and we could not find a way forward.

I wonder why these roots are growing here now that we are deep below the ground, and is there a tree in the world with such a long root system?

The "mop" looked at it and said, these are not tree roots, they are all mycelium, and this cistern seems to be a good place to grow shiitake mushrooms. As he spoke, he asked his men to cut off the mycelium and look for the marks left by the stuffy oil bottle.

When I looked closer, I saw that the mycelium resembled the roots of the tree, but they were soft and covered with black hairs, which clinged to the wall of the well, and looked unpalatable.

We immediately aimed at him with a gun, and immediately saw that after he cut off a piece of mycelium, a stone carved human face appeared on the wall of the well behind the mycelium.

I knew what it was as soon as I saw it, and immediately retaliated with a laugh in retaliation for them for laughing at me for being scared by a dummy. They looked at me inexplicably, so I picked up the gravel on the ground and threw it over, and the moths flew away.

When the man saw it, he let out a sigh of relief, and everyone laughed.

These moths may have flown into the shaft by accident, and there may have been snakes here to attract them. I said to them, be careful, there may be snakes nearby. I went to the place where the moths gathered into their faces to rummage, and sure enough, in the dense roots of the tree, I saw a large white sack-like thing. But what surprised me was that there were not many snakes in this white flower, but it seemed to be a whole.

I picked up the snake with a shotgun, and found that it was a large snake, as thick as a bucket, and I could see that the snake had two layers of scales on it.

The third uncle came over and touched it, and his face turned white with the slime in his hand, and he shouted: "Fuck hold the gun to Lao Tzu, this thing is fresh, and this skin has just shed off!" "Urge those who are looking for the mouth of the shaft to hurry up, this place cannot stay for long.

I immediately went over to help, cut the mycelium with a knife, cut it off and ripped it off, and then used a miner's lamp to shine a light on the mouth of the shaft, and in our experience, the stuffy oil bottle would engrave the mark near that place.

After working for a long time, I didn't find it, and everyone was a little impatient, and almost all of the slightly lower wells were found, leaving only some on the top of the reservoir. I thought to myself that this time it should not be opened on it, there is no slope on it, it is almost vertical, and I must climb up the gap in the wall of the well.

There was a skinny little man here who had the best skills, and it was obligatory to climb up. We used a flashlight to illuminate him, and watched him grasp the gap in the boulder with one hand, and at the same time chop off the mycelium with a machete, and then grab the gap like a rock climber, twist and hang over.

I said in my heart that I can't do it if I want to be like him, wait a minute, how can I get in.

He probed a few wells and said, "Here", we breathed a sigh of relief, and the third uncle asked him to knot the rope immediately, and we began to climb up one after another. I only climbed up three or four, and suddenly the little man above shouted again: "Third master, no, there are also here, there is more than one mark." ”