"Where did Taiwan's Nuwa Tomb come from?" I retorted as hard as I could. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl burst out laughing, winked at me, pointed behind me, and said, "Are you sure this is Taiwan?"

I turned my head, and the ladder that had caused me to fall to the ground was gone, replaced by a mountain wall, and I instantly understood what she meant.

Fifteen minutes earlier, I would have been blinded when I heard the nonsense that I was going to dig up Nuwa's tomb, but now I have a part of my heart that thinks it's true.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the thoughts in my brain ran fast, I have heard about digging ancient tombs, in addition to emperors and generals, there are also some mysterious historical celebrities, and I generally don't feel particularly strange. But the term Nuwa's tomb is particularly paradoxical, in my cognition, Nuwa is a legend of ancient times, before the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

It is said that there are seven mausoleums of the Yellow Emperor throughout China, including Shandong, Henan, Hebei, Gansu and other places. The authenticity of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum has not been confirmed until now, is it possible to have the tomb of Nuwa? What's more, isn't Nuwa a god? How can there be a tomb?

Ziche had a cigarette in the corner of her mouth and the short-haired girl squatted on the ground to sort out her backpack, you didn't know what you were talking about, and it seemed that she was exchanging useful supplies. I followed suit and lifted my backpack to the ground and opened it to take a look. Three blades of various sizes, a telescopic tripod for sketching, an iron box containing a few sketch pens and colored pencils, a sketchbook of Ju 16, a torn towel, a bottle of wine, two packs of cigarettes and a small first aid kit, I dug into my pocket, and only took out a lighter, a small jar of spray hairspray, and a little loose change.

Today, I was completely driven away by Ah Shui, grabbed my bag and went out, and I didn't particularly care about what I brought. The bag is filled with painting tools that are usually used for sketching, and it doesn't look like equipment that comes in handy in polar expeditions. I stared at the sour backpack and suddenly felt a little miserable.

Seeing that I was on the side, Ziche hooked me from behind with a smile, handed me a mini flashlight, pointed to the hole in front of me, and said, "This is for you, and you will need it later." Then he said, "Feng Xin has already entered, the front should be fine, you and Qian Yan go forward first, and I will be behind."

"Humility...... Food?"

Ziche gestured the short-haired girl with his thumb and said, "Yang Qianyu."

Then Ken and I went into the dark hole first, which was only half a man high and stretched underground. Not only is the back hunched, but the thigh muscles and knees also have to bear the resistance of leaning forward, which is equivalent to walking downhill in a half-squat, which is quite physically demanding. It had only been about thirty minutes since I bent over and walked before my waist began to protest.

In order to save electricity, Qian Yan told me not to turn on the flashlight first. There was only the light of her flashlight ahead, and there was very little visibility. And I was next to her buttocks, and I said that tomb robbers are not easy, and when I watch movies and novels, I will always construct some scenes and pictures in my mind, or fantasize about climbing the tomb road, but now I haven't climbed it, and I am sweating.

The whole passage was wet and stuffy, and the more I walked, the colder it became, and in the process, I kept an eye on the back, but there was no movement, and I didn't know what happened to the sub-car. My heart is quite chaotic, so nervous that my heart beats faster and faster involuntarily.

It may have been that my heart was beating so loud that I could hear Qianyu, and she began to talk to me constantly. We chatted like this, and the tension gradually diluted a lot.

It turns out that Qian Cai is a native of Hainan and a polar photographer, and her parents are both good rock climbers, and she has been following her parents to climb since she was a child. Years ago, her parents accepted an offer to show a TV show on a polar expedition, and she went with them, and stumbled into polar photography, but she left the job a few days ago.

I asked why not continue, the profession of a polar photographer sounds pretty cool. She smiled wryly, "Girls, there are some insurmountable obstacles in the first place."

I seem to be able to understand this sentence, although I am not a girl, but I have seen a lot in the days of dance school. Many female students always can't dance well when they come during their menstrual period, and some girls even have to swallow a row of painkillers a day. I think that entering the polar region for photography is not sightseeing, and it should be a problem to even change sanitary napkins.

There was not much nonsense in the middle, almost all of them were talking, I was responsible for listening, most of them I went in and out of my left ear, and occasionally I only took a few words.

Suddenly, Qian Yu turned around and shone a flashlight at me, which was the exit.

Out of the hole, I turned on the flashlight and stuck it in my waist, shook my hand, and kept massaging my shoulder, busy soothing my muscles and bones.

glanced at Qian with his spare eyes, although he was also sweating, his expression was as relaxed as anything. She took off her coat and tied it around her waist, leaving only a sleeveless sports bra that was close to her body. The deltoid and biceps muscles on her arms were very well-trained, and the sweat slid down her neck, giving her a hazy feeling of just out of the shower. From the side, the neck to the collarbone, abdominal muscles, round buttocks, calves, the overall muscle lines are tight and smooth, I look stupid. The girl has a bit of muscle and is really pretty good-looking, I look down at myself, fucking like a white chicken.

I noticed a large unnatural flush behind her trapeziar shoulder, like pigmentation after a wound had healed. Xu felt my gaze linger, she turned to look at me and said, "Don't be curious, even if it's a girl, you have to carry the camera equipment on your shoulders."

I lowered my head with a bang, and I was caught by a girl and I was staring at her, very embarrassed. Hurriedly changed the subject, "Didn't Ziche say that he was the queen of His Highness? Why is it that we are all out and he hasn't caught up?"

"He will follow by himself, don't worry about him, he has his own way of doing things, and our purpose now is to follow the instructions and join Feng Xin." She said it with ease.

"You're waiting for me where you are." After Qian Yu gave me an order, he disappeared.

I waited for her on the spot against the wall for a while, calling her by name and not seeing her answer. Unconsciously a little scared, I raised the light source of the flashlight to the brightest and shone it randomly.

This is a stalactite cave, I kept searching up and down in the cave with a flashlight, and found that this stalactite cave is not big, the dripping stones and stalagmites on the periphery of the cave have been connected into stone pillars of different thicknesses, stalactites are deposited by the evaporation of the water containing minerals that infiltrate into the cave, and the formation speed is quite slow, with an average of only one to two millimeters in ten years.

The penetration of ordinary flashlights is not strong, the light source can not hit the top, it is impossible to predict how high this cave is, I look up at these strange stalactite pillars, emotional, dripping stones and stalagmites, one on the top and one on the bottom, it will take millions of years to meet again together. On the other hand, the longest human being is not more than a hundred years, what work is not smooth, no car, no house, no money and no girlfriend, these ghost troubles are like scum when they think about it now.

Suddenly, a stalagmite not far away caught my attention.

Most of the stalagmites were gray in color, and although the stalagmites were also gray, when the flashlight shone on them, the stalagmites felt a faint light of light purple coming out from the inside out. I walked around to the stalagmite, trying to take a closer look, but unexpectedly, I didn't give up, it was too strange, and I took a flashlight and looked around the stalagmite round and round.

Sure enough, after going around a few times, I realized that there must be something in this stalagmite. The whole stalagmite was wet, and when you touched it with your hand, it was a little sticky, as if a lot of conditioner had been poured on the stone, and it felt a little nauseous. The color of the deposits of minerals in the surface of stalagmites is uneven. And this purple light seems to be refracted at a certain point, and although I don't have a clue yet, I seem to have grasped the trick of observation.

The shadow in this stalagmite, the upper half has a clear outline of the head, shoulders and neck, and the whole shape extends to the lower half, and when it reaches the edge of the waist, it actually splits, and the two ends of the fork are tilted to the left and right, which reminds me of the brand logo of a chain coffee shop.

Through the purple light, it feels like a ...... Merman.

I was just as I was looking at my mind when I suddenly heard the crispy sound of Sissy in my ears, and a dark shadow suddenly rushed towards me. I was so beaten that I was about to scold when I felt sticky and fishy. When I looked up, I saw a creature that looked like a fish-like body in front of me.

The object resembled a giant mudskipper, with fins on its abdomen that functioned as feet, allowing the fish to walk upright. The strange fish had a long tail and no head, like a fish cut down in the market, which was originally the position of the head, and was covered with wriggling blue-black tentacles.

A white object resembling a tongue slowly protrudes from the middle of the black tentacles, and it emits an unpleasant fishy odor, and I can't help but hold my breath. The fish stopped in front of me, its white tongue sticking out in my direction, and the further it went, the stronger the taste, and the tongue kept dangling back and forth in front of me, as if looking for me.

I moved my body carefully, and after about two people away from the fish, I couldn't hold it back, and I spit out, and the fish's tongue instantly stabbed at my cheek, and I quickly shrank my neck back, and stared at the boss, the white tongue in front of me looked a bit like a human spine.

Knowing that it was judging my position by breathing, I held my breath and adjusted my breath as I shifted it, trying to test the strange fish's sensitivity to breath. After a while, it found that it was impossible to tell at all, sometimes it moved very quickly, and sometimes it hesitated at strange points.

Suddenly, I felt the stench getting stronger and stronger, and I shone my flashlight around.

My back was cold, I was dead, and I was attacked.

Before I knew it, there were four or five headless monster fish around me, all of them pointing their tongues like human spines at me.

My palms were sweating, and his grandmother was calculating me.

The strange fish that attacked me first was the color of a shepherd dog. Giving me the right amount of threats, I was unwittingly into their encirclement territory.

Seeing them approaching, I didn't care if I should breathe or not, and I ran away, and all the strange fish chased after me.

The stalactite cave was full of water, and I slipped and fell on my face to the ground. This is the second time I fell today, I couldn't get up for a while, I turned my head to see, all the strange fish rushed towards me, my eyes closed, I want to say die, die.

At the same time as closing his eyes, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly took out the lighter and hairspray spray in his pocket, and pressed the nozzle at the lighter at the same time, and suddenly the tongue of fire burst out, and the strange fish in front of the burn was caught off guard. The fire crawled all over the strange fish's body, and I watched it shake in the flames a few times before falling down, and the air was filled with an indescribable rancid smell in addition to the smell of burnt head.