"You mean, these Milota eat people?"

"They eat everything they can catch. The most common way to capture them is to trap creatures that have strayed into certain crevices and caves to death, and then eat their corpses. ”

We followed him back to the cave. "What's the unique way you say?" The fat man asked.

"They can seal burrows and crevices with their secretions, trapping their prey inside the mountain. The process is very fast, and there are a lot of crevices in these mountains, like a labyrinth, and many people will find that the entrance is suddenly gone. ”

The fat man and I looked at each other, realizing what had happened earlier in that closed cave at the bottom of the lake.

"Or they can form rocks themselves. There are two kinds of rocks here, one is real, the rock that existed in the first place.

The other is formed by the solidification of the bodily fluids they secrete, and the stones formed by this secretion are the same as the original stones here.

They devour and corrode rock, then fill it with their secretions like concrete.

But this method only works on limestones, so they can't move forward when they encounter volcanic rocks, and another way is to splash strong alkali on the rocks to stop them. ”

"Could it be that the rock walls around this ancient road are covered with strong alkali, and although we can see Milota inside, they will not come out?" The fat man asked.

I shook my head: "After so many years, won't it be washed away by the rain?" ”

The ghost man said: "The whole mountain road is an aqueduct when it rains, and there is a soda stone mine on the top of this mountain, and all the rainwater on the mountain is washed down from the top of the mountain and is channeled into this aqueduct.

You can see that the rise of these mountain roads is particularly strange, the rainwater flow here is particularly sweaty, and there is a lot of water accumulation on the surface of the mountain roads. So when the water washes down, there will be countless pools of water, and these pools will dry up. The alkaline substance inside will be covered on the rock surface. ”

I remembered the old log-covered road that the fat man had taken us on when we came before. It is true that there are a large number of puddles there.

"So, this is a very special primitive pasture?"

"I don't think the word ranch is the right word." "The word we used at the time was, it's a fishpond. The rocks are the water, and these things are the fish in the water.

Fish can swim freely in this area, but they can never come ashore. ”

"But does this have anything to do with what you said, they will definitely die when they enter the Zhangjia Ancient Building?"

"There is a very common phenomenon in fish ponds. I don't know if you've ever fished. In a crowded pond, when the bait is put in, all the fish will be attracted by the bait and gather over.

After they entered the Zhangjia Ancient Building, there were stones covered with strong alkali around the Zhangjia Ancient Building, and those things could not enter, but they would be attracted by the heat emitted by the people inside, and squeeze around the Zhangjia Ancient Building—all things would be crowded at the entrance. ”

"You're saying my friend they're going to be trapped to death?"

"That's about it. But the situation is a little more dire than you think.

If there are too many Milota gathered around, the mechanism of Zhangjia Gulou will be activated, and a large amount of strongly alkaline water will flow down from the roof of the cave. A mist of water was formed to fill the entire ancient building, forcing the gathered Milota to retreat.

The entire ancient building will be in a strong alkaline mist, and all the people in the building will not survive. ”

The fat man looked at me, I didn't know how to continue, so the fat man said: "Wait a minute, so to speak, have you ever walked into the Zhangjia Ancient Building, so why are you still alive?" ”

The ghost man ruffled his hair, revealing a terrifying face. Leaning in front of the fat man, "Do you think I'm really alive?" I'm just not completely dead. ”

I saw his face. Immediately realized how this melting was formed.

"This is a strong alkali—"

"I was in the tunnel. It's just a light spray of strong alkaline gas and it becomes like this. The people we were in the building turned into water in an instant. ”

As he said this, he regained his composure, and though his whole face melted, I was touched at once—I seemed to know who he was.

He's not in that photo, it's not the kind of relationship with the third uncle I thought, I just broke out in a cold sweat when I thought about it, but I did see him, where did I see him? Who is he?

The more I felt like I remembered, the more I couldn't remember. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally gave up. I knew that it would only be worse if I didn't flip through the albums, or just relax completely.

"Dude, I sympathize with you." The fat man walked around the side a few times, and found that there was nothing in this hole, so he sat down next to me, "What are you going to do, fat man, I know the doctor of Xiehe, I look at your situation, it is estimated that it is more difficult to look like a person, the whole Yan Bahu." ”

"I'm not going to leave here." He drank his water and said, "I brought you to me just to ask you something. What you want to do after that has nothing to do with me. You can't do anything here anyway.

I looked up, and my heart chuckled, and I said this is going to be asked? Just listen to him: "I've said so much, you should tell me something I don't know." ”

"What do you want to know?" I said, I was a little nervous, but when I thought about it, telling him what he didn't know, wouldn't that mean that I could talk nonsense?

He said, "Who's in charge of you now?" ”

"You mean—"

"Mind you 'Chen Qing'." He said, "It's been almost thirty years, and Lao Yu will definitely not be in the position." ”

"Nobody cares about us." I said, I can only rely on a rough guess to judge that he asked the management of the archaeological team back then, "The world has changed a long time ago, and there is no one in charge of our group." ”

In fact, I don't know if no one really cares, but at least judging from the respective developments of the Xie family, the Huo family, and the Wu family, there is no possibility of obvious political force intervention.

"No one cares?" He muttered to himself, "You also said that no one cares, is what he said true?" ”

"Who else have you heard about your contact with the outside world during this time?" I asked. Listening to what he said, it seems that he also heard other people say this.

"I don't talk to anyone, you know their way of doing things, I know so many things, if you want to live a little more freely, maybe it's better here." He said.

I said, "But times have really changed, you go out from here, no one will persecute you, the institutions of the year are gone, everyone - everyone is making money." ”

"No way, times will change, but that thing won't change. Wu Sanxing, why do you lie to me. ”

I sighed, I don't know what to say, this guy has been here for so many years, and Banai is a very isolated small village, he may have always thought that the whole era is still the way it was back then, and there is really no channel for him to know that the outside world has changed drastically.

"Don't pretend." At this time the fat man spoke.

I looked back at him, and the fat man said, "You speak so fluently, you certainly haven't been here alone for thirty years."

In this kind of place, even if you are a disabled person, you can't stay for so long and still maintain such a clear mind, fat man, I have seen before, if people spend too long alone, let alone talk, even understanding what others are saying is a problem. ”

I also knew this knowledge, so I said, "What the fat man said is right, do you still have any hidden secrets?" ”

He let out a few strange fan-like laughs: "Wu San Province is still Wu San Province, you can always see things that others can't see." ”

"I'll be the one who debunks you first." The fat man was dissatisfied.

I shook my head and motioned to the fat man not to speak, and he said, "I survived because the guide of the team rescued me."

A lot of people in that village had seen me, and they thought I was crazy. I only had some contact with the old guide, he brought some food up, and I exchanged something with him. ”

"Is that the stuff of the people you killed?" The fat man said, "You picked off my clothes, and you also want to change things." ”

"The old guide you're talking about is a horse." I asked him.

He nodded: "No matter what the outside world is like, what is buried in this mountain should not be known to the world." ”

"What happened to the others?" He continued.

I thought about it and sighed in my heart, how to say it, so I had to make up stories, try not to mention personal things, only mention a few families and some gossip that I heard.

After that, he fell silent, and I could feel that he wasn't listening at all.

I suddenly remembered something, I remembered the guess I had with Xiaohua at that time, the real purpose of the archaeological team, is it really archaeology?

Whether it is as the bag says, maybe the archaeological team is a funeral team.

I looked at that person, and suddenly felt that such an opportunity could not appear again, and in this world, there may be only one person left in that archaeological team. It would be a shame not to ask him some very practical questions.

But I don't know exactly what his attitude is towards us, and when I try to bring it into his experience, I feel that his current attitude is very dangerous.

His attitude towards the others was to kill them all, and now he didn't kill us, just because we had someone with whom he had a common acquaintance, and he appeared here to ask why.

It's impossible for a person like him to change his principles because of his feelings, and I think that he said so many things casually, but he obviously maintained extreme vigilance, which shows that he could kill at any time.

The fat man's gun is with him, and we have no chance of winning.

I had a question plan in my head, and I picked out a few questions, each of which had room to maneuver, and I went through it myself before I mustered up the courage to ask.

"What the hell is it?" That's the first question.

He paused for a moment and looked up. I asked him, "What exactly did you bring in back then?" (To be continued)