"Why are you yelling like that? Did I break your urn? Zheng Feng looked at me and said. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"You can't move things here, just in case・・・・・ just in case・・・・・" I really couldn't find a word to frighten him.

"What in case? Look at what you're nervous about, it's your stuff, and such a broken bottle isn't worth a few dollars. Zheng Feng said.

"What if those people's ghosts are in these bottles, and they come out to kill us?" I had to scare him with ghosts, and I couldn't find a better reason.

"The bottle is so small that it can't even fit on one foot, and it still holds 'those people'? Can you make a draft before you bluff someone? Zheng Feng responded to me.

I looked at the debris on the ground with distress, and found that there was some powder stuck to it, it was gray, and I don't know what it was. The surrounding environment is dry and windless, and it is also a bit hot and dry, and such a powder may have been a liquid in the past, but after hundreds of millions of years of volatilization, it finally became what it is now.

"See the powder? Probably all poisonous. I said.

"What kind of thoughts do you have, don't let this or that, it's not your family's things, do you want to take it all in, pull it back to your house?" Yuan Weichao said.

He always wastes no time in squeezing me with words, especially in front of Long Linglong.

Before I could think of a word to deal with, Zheng Feng walked over and stepped on the powder of those broken pottery shards, which was unusually dry in this stone cave, and when I stepped on it, the gray powder rippled like a mist.

I was naturally sensitive to this kind of pollution, and naturally retreated, afraid of inhaling the unclean gray powder.

"Everything here has extremely precious historical and cultural value, no matter who destroys it, it is an extremely serious crime, we had better not destroy things here, saving life first is the most important thing." Long Linglong said to Yuan Weichao.

"Anyway, these things can't be stolen here, and when we can go out, see if this thing is valuable, and it's not too late to come back and get it." I say.

Yuan Weichao pursed his mouth, although he wanted to refute my words, but Long Linglong also meant this, and he couldn't say anything.

"There are mosquitoes." Zheng Feng said suddenly, and then bent down and patted his calf, because the more he went down the hole, the more hot he felt, our clothes had already been smoked dry, he was fat, probably afraid of the heat, and had already rolled up his trousers, revealing his hairy calves.

Got mosquitoes? Have it?

Is it an ancient mosquito?

I held the fire fold and looked around, to see what this ancient mosquito was like, but there was no buzzing of mosquito wings in my ears at all, I had an epiphany, there could be no mosquitoes in such a deep underground, and there was not even a shadow of an insect along the way, how could there be mosquitoes here?

He scratched his legs vigorously, as if it was a heart-piercing itch that penetrated the bone marrow.

"There are no mosquitoes here, what is biting you? Is it itchy terribly? I asked.

Tough guys can tolerate pain, but they can't stand itching, pain is a feeling, itching is a heart.

Zheng Feng kept scratching, the hair on his legs was scratched off, and he said vaguely: "I don't know what I bited, it's just an itch, and I can't get rid of the itch if I scratch out the blood." ”

"We originally brought mosquito bite medicine, but unfortunately they were all in the tent and didn't bring them out." Yuan Weichao said.

"It doesn't seem to be a mosquito bite, there is no living thing here." Long County Magistrate said.

"Oh no, he's poisoned." I thought of the mist of gray powder that was stepped on by Zheng Feng, which may have been a kind of medicine made by ancient people, "Everyone pay attention to their feet, don't step on broken pottery shards, and don't touch the clay pots on the shelves, it may be poisonous." ”

Zhang Shun was holding a clay bottle and shaking it in front of his eyes, and when he heard me say, he hurriedly threw it on the shelf and said, "Can you be poisoned by touching it?" ”

County Magistrate Long gently put the clay pot on the shelf and said, "This hole is so secret, is it necessary for them to get some poison to prevent others from falling down?" ”

Zheng Feng's legs were covered with blood, dripping to the ground drop by drop, and he was still shouting itchy in his mouth.

The symptoms of poisoning were very obvious, and I walked around the broken pottery shards and the powder sprinkled on the ground, and retreated to the mouth of the cave, saying, "This cave is very strange, and we should not linger here for long." ”

"If the people who died here put the poison in clay pots instead of throwing it directly at the mouth of the cave in order to prevent others from falling into the fight, wouldn't that kill all the people who came in?" County Magistrate Long stood in place and calmly analyzed.

"Maybe this is not the poison that was intended to harm us, but the place where they put the medicine, and maybe only the bottle that Zheng Feng broke was poison, and the other bottles may be medicine that cures diseases and saves people." Yuan Weichao said.

"These bottles and cans don't even have a tab, how can we know that the bottle is a life-saving medicine and that bottle is a deadly poison." Long Linglong said.

"yes, in case we run into poison again, it's better not to test these drugs with our lives." I say.

Zheng Feng had already limped back, he was already rotten on his leg the size of a palm, the red muscles inside were turned out, blood was gurgling down, Long Linglong hurriedly bandaged her with a piece of clothing in private, now there is no medicine, I can only use this stupid method, but it doesn't work, the blood penetrates the bandaged cloth after a while, and the blood beads bulge out from the fine holes of those cloths, dyeing the cloth so that none of them can see the original color.

"I can't stop the bleeding, the area is too big, there must be medicine." Long Linglong said.

"It's okay, the wound was much worse than this during the war, and it could grow on its own without medicine, -- why is it still so itchy." He scratched his hand twice as he spoke.

"Is there any healing medicine in these medicines?" Zhang Shun said.

"Yes, there will be, they will never just build a poison manufacturing base, and they will make poison to play if they have nothing to do, but no one knows which bottle is the healing medicine." Long County Magistrate said.

"This poison is so powerful, it makes the meat rot so fast." Zheng Feng said.

Hearing him say this, our eyes were focused on his injured leg, the festering area had exceeded the bandaged strip of cloth, and it was only a minute, if it was half an hour, an hour, his whole leg and whole person would be rotten.

Now half of his calf is ulcerated, and this man has not shouted a word of pain.

"You must find an antidote, otherwise you won't be able to stop much effort, and your legs will be wasted." Long Linglong said.

But finding an effective healing medicine in these nameless bottles and cans is undoubtedly equal to the probability of the lottery.