The giant hand was gray and white, buried under a pile of boulders, and a finger alone was the thickness of my thigh. The fingers twisted unnaturally, as if trying to grasp something.

I was taken aback and thought that the legendary giant had appeared. It almost made me faint, but I immediately noticed that something was wrong. It turned out that the nails and fingers of this giant hand turned out to be a Yan sè.

Immediately, I discovered that the giant hand was not "flesh", but carved out of stone. It's just that his carving technique is too realistic, and in the case of insufficient light, it will be misunderstood as a real giant hand.

Still, I couldn't laugh. This stone hand is simply a ghostly workmanship, and the carving is so realistic that even if we look at it up close, we feel that the scene is terrifying, and cold sweat breaks out on our heads.

It's like you're in a wax museum, knowing they're fake, but you still feel like they're looking at you.

The stone hand was crushed in a pile of rubble, and probably fell down as the stones collapsed on it. I looked up and sure enough, there was a place above the cliff where the rocks were loose. It's just that the whole mountain slopes, forming a dead end, and I can't see the actual situation.

The old itch was in a hurry, and before I could see it clearly, I had already climbed up. I followed him to the cliff, moving little by little along the slope, and soon climbed to the place where the collapse had occurred.

I originally thought it was a statue or something, but it would collapse naturally because it was in disrepair. When I looked at it, I found that it was actually a bust carved against the mountain. The chest and head have all been blown off, and only one hand and half a shoulder can be distinguished. But based on these parts, I can't tell what this statue is. Only the person who carved this statue has been found, and the style is relatively unique. The remnants of the statue are almost all carved in the appearance of a real person, so what he carved is definitely not something that needs artistic exaggeration such as Buddha statues. As for who it is, I can't deduce.

In the middle of the collapse, a black hole the size of a basketball was blown out. I took a flashlight and shone it inside, and found that the space inside was huge, and a large part of the mountain behind it may be hollow.

My intuition tells me that there may be an ancient tomb behind this huge stone statue, but I don't know where the master has already walked in. Generally speaking, those who can think of building tombs in such places are certainly not ordinary people. But the one who can pour out all the fights in this kind of place is the master of the masters. An ordinary tomb robber, even if he is allowed to walk back and forth in this clamp ditch hundreds of times, he will never think that there is something else above his head.

I summed it up with Lao Itch and decided to go in and have a look, learn the methods of the masters, and by the way see if there was anything left. He was thinner and got his head into the hole. The hole was too high for him to step on, so he had to stick to the wall. I handed him the flashlight, and he took it and said, "I'm cāo, there's standing water in it." ”

I peeked in and saw that inside was a vaulted stone chamber, which had been hewn out. Below is the green backwater, I don't know how deep. This is supposed to be when it rains, and the rainwater flows in through this hole.

I itched to tell me that it hadn't collapsed the last time he came. In this way, this work should still be done in the past three years. Three years is not a short time, but it is unlikely that you will be able to accumulate too much water.

I don't agree, it's better to let him be careful. The old itch relied on his own water xìng good, and jumped down as soon as he let go. All of a sudden, the water didn't reach his chest, and he was so startled that he almost slipped.

I looked at the water and asked him, "How about you stepping on the bottom of the water, is there mud or stones underneath?" ”

Old itch said: "It's a stone, leveled." Fuck, the water is so fucking cold. ”

I took out the tarps from both backpacks, wrapped them up, threw one to him, and the other on my back, and carefully slid into the water. Immediately, a cool air came up from the soles of my feet, making me shiver with cold.

But as soon as my feet stepped on the bottom of the water, my heart relaxed. The bottom of the water is very flat, and it won't be too strenuous to walk. If it's mud, it's troublesome. One foot and one pit is not only difficult to walk, but also the danger of falling into a trap.

Because I didn't expect to work in the water beforehand, I didn't have any equipment to deal with it, so we had to go inside with flashlights. After only a few steps, I saw a low stone door open on the innermost stone wall. Here, the whole design is hardly decorated, it can be said that a hole is dug for the sake of digging, which is definitely not the excavation technique of the mausoleum. I looked around, and a vague thought came to my mind.

The low stone door was so low that we had to keep our heads down to get in, so the water would not reach our necks. The water has not been circulating for a long time, and it has a strange smell, and it is really disgusting to be so close. I paused, wanting to ask the old itch's opinion, after all, we just came in here to have a casual look, and the road was so uncomfortable that I didn't want to continue.

I didn't expect the old itch to be very interested, and I walked into the low door without thinking about it, and beckoned me to follow. I didn't want to spoil his interest, so I followed.

Inside the low gate was a stone path, and it was pitch black. The places we swept with flashlights were all blue-gray stone walls with white flowers. The same random chiseling, basically no signs of repair. We walked more than ten meters inside, and suddenly the stone road turned around at a right angle of 90 degrees. I shone it with a flashlight and found that it was deeply scary, so I couldn't help but stop and didn't dare to rush in.

In fact, in the current situation, it would be unwise to go any further. It's a bit frightening to see how deep the water is, and you can't see the scene in the water. If something comes out of the water, even a piece of wood can scare me half to death.

Seeing that it was so deep inside, Lao Itch was a little weak himself, scratching his head there and not making up his mind. We* were on one side, with the lights shining, discussing what to do next.

Lao Itch looked at the stone walls around and asked me, "Have you noticed that although this tomb is quite large, it is very crudely repaired." You see these stone stubbles, one is more ugly than the other, and they have not been repaired at all. I heard that the Tang Dynasty opened the mountain as a mausoleum, could this be a Tang tomb? ”

I said, "You only know one thing, but you don't know the other." What is the opening of the mountain, that is to hollow out the whole mountain. Inside are all rooms a few feet high, and there are stone slabs in them, and there are still bricks and tiles, so they can't be sloppy at all. There are also huge sealing stones in all the passages, which can only be pulled by horses. Look here, the strange rocks are craggy, it's simply - an air-raid shelter. I don't think it's a tomb. ”

When the old itch heard this, he hurriedly asked: "No, don't fool me." ”

I looked at him, thought it was funny, and said, "I'm just a guess, whether it's or not, you have to walk in to know." However, in my experience, this should not be an ancient tomb, but an ancient mine. This may be a mine tunnel, and if you go further in, if you see a deep shaft straight down, you can't go wrong. ”

At this point, I found that something was wrong. It's full of water, and even if there is a deep well, it's underwater, and we can't see it if we want to.

Old Itch listened to my words, felt very bored, and asked me if there would be anything good in the ancient mine. I shook my head, the jade ore and gem ore in the ancient mine, because these things are very rare now, so if you can find the remaining veins, you will not be able to eat them for several lifetimes. But for special reasons, the ancient mine is a taboo in the inverted half of the bucket, and you can't go in casually. My grandfather also dug up ancient mines, and every time he walked out, he retreated, and he had to leave a mark on the mouth for future generations to be careful. My grandfather said that if you treat the ancient mine as an ancient tomb, you will die in it.

Lao Itch listened to my oath, and was a little unconvinced, so he said: "I don't believe that this mine can be more dangerous than an ancient tomb." There are no zongzi in this, what's the danger? ”

I thought the same thing as him at first, but after thinking about it, I felt that the rules of my ancestors still made sense. Because the mines in ancient times were all cross-era mining, the mines of the Tang Dynasty may not be opened until the Ming Dynasty. The mining methods of each dynasty are different, what is the single-entry, winding, and counter-excavation, so the structure in the cave can often be complex to the point of being incomparable. If you go a little deeper, you may get lost in it, let alone go in to find the veins.

Moreover, to put it mildly, most of the miners in ancient times were prisoners, and the mortality rate was very high due to high-intensity labor and no medical insurance. There is generally a place to throw the dead in the mine, called the straight burial well, in which the dead are piled up layer after layer, so the ancient mine cave is a more unlucky place than the ancient tomb. Think about it, if the straight burial well was opened on the corpse ground, maybe the whole dozen of them under the pressure were black-haired zongzi, and if they jumped out, what a spectacular scene.

Lao Itch thought about it carefully, felt that my analysis was still more reasonable, and said: "Since this is the case, then let's not get away with this hero, or go back." Besides, we don't know what kind of mine this is, if it's a broken iron mine, it will be a waste of hard work. But then again, Lao Wu, can you see what this mine is mined for? If it's a jade mine, let's write it down and come back later."

I have a very little understanding of Gu Yu, which is why my business is not big. However, in front of Lao Itchy, I still have to maintain the image of a connoisseur, saying: "The so-called 'jade' in ancient China is very messy, in addition to nephrite and jadeite, it also includes crystal, agate, serpentine, white marble, turquoise, and lapis lazuli. However, there have been only a few places where jade has been produced since ancient times, such as Xīnjiāng Hotan, Henan Dushan, Liaoning Xiuyan, and Shaanxi Lantian, but there are no here. You see, although the rock here is green, there are white flowers in the green, so it should be a copper mine. ”

Old Itch was very disappointed, and the high interest finally suppressed all of it. Once a person loses his goal, all kinds of unfavorable factors will be infinitely magnified. He immediately cried out that it was cold, and as soon as he said it, I also felt the biting cold, which was beyond the limit of what I could bear. We got our gear up and turned back the way we came.

Just as we passed through the bend again, there were several dull sounds of water in the darkness behind us, as if something was sneaking in the water.

I grabbed the old itch's hand and forcibly turned the flashlight in his hand in the direction where the sound of water came from. Immediately, I saw a huge dorsal fin sink into the water in an instant, and at the same time, a triangular water mark appeared on the surface of the water and swam towards us.

Before I could react to what it was, Old Itch had already slapped my hand away and shouted, "Run!"