The next morning, my dad woke us up.

"It's dark all day long, which affects our biological clock!" Lao Song complained with a bitter face: "It's like our university dormitory, when the curtains are drawn, it will be in the morning and evening." ”

The hallway was still pitch black, because the light from the outside could not penetrate through, and no matter what time it was, it was impossible to see the five fingers inside.

"Okay, old Song, don't complain, let's eat something and hurry up." I comforted, "Maybe it's going to light up inside?" ”

After eating, Lao Song stood up and began to move his muscles, only to see him staring at the oil lamps on both sides of the corridor and asking, "This is an oil lamp, right?" Why don't you give it a try? "Before we could react, the grandson had already come over with a lighter.

With a single sound, the oil lamp lit up! As the first oil lamp lit up, the oil lamps on both sides of the corridor lit up one after the other, as if someone had lit them with fire, and they all lit up, illuminating the entire corridor aisle.

"What's going on? This thing is too high-tech! Let's get some back! Lao Song shouted excitedly, we resisted the urge to beat him and pulled him back.

"You rabbit cub, you might be able to poke out some moth by lighting this lamp!" Dad scolded with a glare.

"It's okay, it's all ordered anyway, let's take a step at a time." Miko smiled and persuaded.

Lao Song Zhen is not an ordinary person, I feel that the man who is like the wind is no longer enough to describe him, he should be a man like a madman, always elusive. This grandson doesn't want to think about it, it's thousands of years old here, and the lights can still be lit, what kind of rhythm is this? This is the rhythm of the moth!

But lighting these lamps also has the benefits, at least it makes us less depressed.

Ladies and gentlemen, you can imagine that you have to stay in a place where you can't see your fingers for days, and you don't know when the flashlight will run out, which makes us all very painful.

"Quack." Little Dot crawled out of my pocket, two little paws holding my fingers and shaking.

I took out some jerky from my bag, leftover from the last time I roasted centipedes, and I haven't been willing to eat it, this time it's cheaper for you!

"Take it and eat it, are you hungry?" Watching it hold the jerky in the palm of my hand and nibble on it, I smiled and touched its head with my fingers.

Before college, I had almost no friends, maybe because of yin and yang eyes, or maybe because I was a bit autistic and didn't like to communicate with people. After college, there were friends around me, Lao Song, Sanzi, Six Fingers, Fat Man, and Da Bing. I remember when I was a child, there was a wild cat downstairs in my house, and I would take some leftovers to feed it after eating every day. It also had a good relationship with me, and it was my only friend at the time, but I haven't seen him since I moved.

"Quack." This little bit is probably full, lying like a human, two little pink paws gently patting his stomach, and shouting at me with a satisfied face.

Six Fingers took out a pack of cigarettes from his backpack and gave them to us: "Let's go on after smoking." ”

Hey! I like this, as the saying goes, a cigarette after a meal, a race over the living gods! We smoked a cigarette after dinner with a look of enjoyment and began to chat.

"Fatty, what the hell are you doing? You don't just know history, you also know what it looks like ancient religions! The rice is also delicious! Lao Song asked curiously, and the fat man smiled: "My father is a cook, I have learned some of my father's crafts since I was a child, and when I grew up, I was interested in ancient history and monuments, so I learned more about this knowledge." ”

"Come on, don't talk about it, it's almost time, let's go." Dad stood up and greeted us.

"Third son, you said that this immortal ghost book was there in the Tang Dynasty, and it was lost at the end of the Qing Dynasty. But the place we came to is from the Qin Dynasty, what's going on? Lao Song suddenly turned around and asked Sanzi with a smile.

Hearing Lao Song's question, the third son explained with a wry smile: "I don't know, that's what my master said, and the picture was given to me by my master!" I don't know anything else! At that time, my grandfather was very old when he told us about this, and my grandfather already had some symptoms of Alzheimer's disease at that time, so he may have misremembered. When everyone heard the third son say this, they all smiled and didn't care. Maybe his master remembered it wrong when he was old, after all, it's normal for people to have a bad memory when they're old.

The light of the oil lamps flickered constantly, and the surrounding floor tiles were also reflected in orange and yellow, except for the occasional burning sound of oil lamps in the corridor, only the sound of our low footsteps remained. I didn't reach the end of the walk for a while, and this corridor is estimated to be quite long.

"Come and see, what is this?" The GI shouted at us from the front.

A few of us walked over and looked at the wall, and we began to wonder, what is this?

I saw a humanoid silhouette carved on the wall, and there were no facial features or anything, just an outline. If you want to say that if it is an ancient portrayal or something, we can still understand, what does it mean to carve something that grandma doesn't love and uncle doesn't love?

"This may be the unfinished stone carvings when ancient people built this place." The fat man looked at it for a long time and came to a conclusion: "This thing should be carved into a human form, but I don't know what the reason is, and it was not completed in the end." ”

Don't think about it so much, let's keep walking, otherwise when will this come to an end?

We walked down the corridor as we walked deeper into the depths, and all the way was full of these stone carvings, and although we didn't say anything, we all began to feel uneasy in our hearts.

"Let's rest for a while, it's almost noon." Dad wiped the sweat from his head, put down his luggage and sat on the ground to rest.

It's not hot, but you can't walk for three or four hours! After walking down this part of the road, several of us came out sweating.

Lao Song was going to lie on the ground alive and straighten his body, and as soon as I saw his virtue, I gave him a kick: "Hurry up and don't fall asleep, you have to leave in the afternoon!" Hearing me say this, Lao Song struggled to get up with a bitter face: "It is estimated that the hardships of this life have been eaten up during this time, his uncle." ”

Eating the biscuits in my hand, I suddenly miss the days outside, even if it is a jungle swamp! I can even get some meat to eat! Man is an animal that will never be satisfied, just like us, thinking about getting out of the jungle in the jungle, thinking about getting out of the swamp in the swamp, no, finally coming out, and now we want to go back. To put it bluntly, people are cheap, and it can be seen from the student days that they want to take a vacation when they go to school, and they want to go to school when they are on vacation.

We were eating our lunch with a painful look on our faces, and there was a sound like stone breaking in the hallway behind us. We hurriedly stood up in shock, took our weapons and looked behind us, but nothing happened.

"Did we hear it wrong?" The soldier asked, puzzled.

Dad shook his head: "Impossible, how could seven people hear it wrong at the same time, let's be careful, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time." "Just as he was about to continue his departure, Lao Song asked for leave.

"I'm going to pee, you guys wait for me!" As soon as the words fell, the grandson hurriedly ran towards the corridor behind him.

"Lazy donkey grinding! Why is there so much! Dad scolded helplessly.

Lao Song pretended not to hear, and happily ran to the wall and began to sprinkle water. When he was excited, he suddenly felt a cold wind coming towards him, and hurriedly turned around to dodge, only to see an axe cut at the place where he had just peed.

"Oh my God! This axe almost cut off my Huigen! Don't cut it so much! ”