The bronzes that have not been in the water and soil, which have been handed down in the world to this day, are purple and have cinnabar spots at the bottom, and even these patches have become convex, such as the best cinnabar, put them in a large pot and cook them in boiling water, the longer they are cooked, the more obvious the marks, if they are fakes, so they can be boiled away, so they are very easy to distinguish.

I saw that this copper box was crystal clear through the bones, and when the sapper flashlight shone, the thin light seemed to be almost transparent, so I guessed that this was probably an ancient thing buried under the soil or salvaged from the water, could this be the copper box under the Wong Tai Sin Temple, just what I heard, there are many legends about this thing, but none of them seem to be able to explain clearly.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a moment of confusion, the fat man felt curious, raised his hand and wanted to open the box to see, I actually wanted to see it in my heart, but I knew that this was not child's play, God knows what misfortune was hidden inside, so he hurriedly held down the copper and said: "Let's find medicine first, what is there to look at these four old tattereds, don't forget that so many people in this research institute are dying in vain, just don't touch this thing." But I subconsciously pressed my hand on the copper box, but I felt that the copper box was very light, and I pushed it and shook it when I pressed it, which means that it was empty, and what was released from it may still be left in this building.

I shook the copper box of verdant bones, the copper had already been steamed in the soil and water, and the copper bones left were only a fraction of what they used to be, so the hands were very light, and I felt that it was empty, and there was nothing at all. Naturally, it is not sealed and stored, it must be opened as soon as it arrives.

There were a large number of people who died in the institute, and judging from the suicide notes of the Russians, the serious accident occurred here not long after the copper boxes were brought from the mountains by the Ni'er Society, and although it is not certain that the cause of death of these people was related to it, most of them were inextricably linked, although there was silence in this building. The yellow skin that wanted to kill us has also been cleaned up, but after all, we still have to stay here for a while, don't be careless, maybe there will be any clues left in this empty box, check and understand, so that no matter what we encounter in the future, we can have a psychological preparation in advance.

Thinking of this, I didn't stop the fat man anymore, and asked him to open the lid of the box, and took two photos of the sapper lamp, and it was indeed empty. There were only a few black sawdust left at the bottom of the box, and we looked at each other without saying a word, wondering what was in it. The fat man kicked the copper box aside, and we still wanted to continue to look for medicine in this warehouse, so we let Ding Sitian sit on the wooden box at the door to rest temporarily, and the old sheepskin also stayed there to look at her.

The old sheepskin is really real, and he just asked him to sing to Ding Sitian to refresh himself, and he is still humming and singing. In him: "Ride a white horse, run on the beach, I don't have an aunt and you don't have a Han, let's tie up the two of us to make a tummon of garlic." Whew, hey, the soil is born and the ......soil is rotten", the fat man and I raised the lamp to search, and opened one wooden box after another, but all the contents surprised us.

The strangest thing. It was I who found a chest with a black wooden box in it. There is a glass bottle in the box, and the bottle is as smooth as new. But it looks like an antiquity, and there is a big cyan skull in the bottle, and the mouth of the bottle is only seven or eight centimeters, and the diameter of the skull is close to thirty centimeters, and I don't know where it came from, and I can't know what the bottle is used for.

There is also a black ancient clay pot, the body of the jar is engraved with a variety of ancient Chinese charms, it looks ordinary, but it is preserved and sealed very well and rigorously, it seems to be extremely valuable, this crockpot reminds me of a thing I heard before, before the liberation, there was a merchant who bought antiques in Beijing, once in the countryside to buy antiques, inadvertently received a black jar from a rural farmer, engraved with many ancient seals, it looks like a talisman spell, it didn't cost too much money at that time, just when collecting other antiques, But the shape of this ancient jar is unpretentious, the color is very black, although I can't see the origin of the age, but the antique dealer is very fond of it, and does not take it for sale, but collects it himself, and puts it at home to store water and flowers.

There was a severe cold, the weather was so cold that the water dripped, the antique dealer was busy with business that day, he forgot to pour the water in the crockpot, and after thinking about it, he thought that the black pot would be frozen and cracked, and he didn't think that when he turned the day and looked again, all the places where there was water in the yard were frozen, but the dark crockpot was fine, the antique dealer felt very strange, so he poured the water into it again and tested it again, it was still not frozen all day long, and even in the ice and snow to probe his finger into the jar, you could feel that the water inside was not cold.

If this ancient clay pot is filled with hot soup and hot tea, it is as if it has just been boiled on the stove in one day, from then on, the merchant knows that this is a treasure, cherished incomparably, and then once drunk, unintentionally knocked the ancient clay pot off the table to the ground, broken into several pieces, found that there is no difference between the tiles and ordinary pottery, but there is a mezzanine, that is, two layers of tank walls, in the mezzanine engraved ghost worker fire map, the ghost worker green face shackles, holding a fan to lead the firewood fire, depicted is extremely exquisite and detailed, The craftsmanship is not something that can be carved by manpower, and can only be described as a ghostly workmanship, but no one can tell what age this ancient clay pot is a product of what age.

I heard that there is a saying later, saying that this kind of external chisel incantation engraved Yin ghost utensils, are all secret in Chenzhou, Xiangxi, the craft has long been lost, now can be seen, almost no complete formation, there are fragments and the like are all from the ancient tomb out of the land, at that time I took this completely as a story to listen, thinking that this is similar to the nature of the story of the treasure gourd, but here I see this clay pot, it is very similar to the hearsay of the folk rank, the ancient evidence of the present, one by one, It seems that many of the craftsmanship and wisdom of the ancients have indeed been lost, and only the part that modern people admire.

But at that time, although I thought it was fresh, I didn't think that these antiquities had any value, anyway, they all belonged to the category of the four olds, and I looked at them casually and put them back in their original places, and at this time the fat man also looked through a lot of things, shook his head at me, and signaled that he had found nothing.

The fat man scratched his head strangely. He said to me, "This place is full of strange and strange things, and none of them are useful if they don't eat or drink." ”

I said, "It seems that these items are all dug up by tomb robbers, most of them are good things that those mud children will do, or some of them may be looted from the people, anyway, they are all antiquities, and I found that these broken and old things have a characteristic." They must be trying to scrape the ground and want to find an important thing, it is likely to be the bronze box of soul summoning in the murals of the Hundred Eyes Cave, you see that most of these artifacts are packed in the wooden box of the copper box, and there are even a few copper coffins, which are probably dug out by mistake for the copper box related to this place, and there will be nothing we need in it. ”

Seeing that there was nothing to be gained in this storehouse, we had to look elsewhere for medicine, and all four of us were wounded, and we were too tired to walk fast. Although anxious, but can only along the corridor step by step slowly rubbing forward, this building is pulling cables, but the electricity has been lost, we don't know what these buildings rely on to generate electricity, and to find antidotes and wounds is more urgent, can not spare time to find power equipment, fortunately there are two good and bad lighting tubes, not completely dark.

Ding Sitian lay on the fat man's back and asked me in a daze, are there any ghosts in this building? I advised her not to be cranky. The haunted movement in the past may have been caused by the two old yellow skins, but I also muttered in my heart that this building was built right under the cave. Looking from the outside, you can see that there are several huge stone beasts buried in the cross-sectional soil of the hillside, which is exactly the same as the legend of the ghost yamen, which says that it is the entrance to the ghost gate. Think of the black earthy pot. I feel that some legends are not groundless, and they are famous. There must be a reason, since it is called the ghost yamen, is there a ghost in the cave?

I secretly told myself, or don't mention these things anymore, mention too much, always say whether there are ghosts, then even if there are no ghosts, there are ghosts, although there is no light in this corridor, but I think it's early in the morning, and it's even more impossible to have ghosts during the day, I found some reasons for myself to keep my mind stable, while checking and rummaging from room to room.

The underground facilities of this research institute are divided into two floors, the bottom layer is much larger than the first floor, and the corridors are marked with red paint.

I still have a suspicion, that is, the Japanese army built such a large-scale secret research facility, I am afraid that it is not just as simple as developing poison gas and bacteria, there may be more amazing secrets and research projects in it, but these things are too complicated, and what we see and hear is just the tip of the iceberg, there is no clue at all, the more I want to enter, the more I feel a headache, there seem to be many small insects crawling back and forth in the brain, so I think about moving forward, and unconsciously follow the rest of the three people, to the end of a wide passage, There is a circular gate with a striking red sign "0" on it.

The iron door is half-hidden and half-merged and not locked, this door is completely different from the portal we see nearby, these basements are large and small, and have different uses, all the way over, there seems to be no pattern at all, I swept in the door with a light tube, the black rumbling seems to be very deep, the space is much larger than expected, so I decided to go in to see the poison, but the situation inside is unknown, I don't know if there is any danger, so I let the fat man stay at the door to answer, and I went in alone to explore the way.

The fat man's wound hurt again, and he clutched his neck and said to me, "You only have one arm left to move, and you still want to engage in personal heroism?" You should understand that the strength of the collective is invincible, so why don't I go in with you, and let the poor middle peasants stay and take care of Si Tian, what else do we have to worry about. ”

We came in from the outside, although there were many corpses in this building, but there was no danger in sight, if there was something inside this "0" door, I really couldn't cope with my current situation, if I let the fat man go in alone, he would be reckless, and it would be safer for me to partner with him, so I thought about it and agreed.

We left the Kangxi treasure knife to the old sheepskin, let him take care of Ding Sitian, no matter what happens inside, don't go in, we won't go too far, we will return immediately if we find out the situation, and then I took the scabbard, and the fat man took the remaining two bullets in the eight boxes, and the two opened the iron door and walked in one after the other.

As soon as I landed, I felt that my feet were soft, and I took a picture with the sapper torch, and saw that the ground was not concrete, but covered with red soil, and poked the soil with a scabbard a few times, and the soil layer was so thick that it could not be poked to the end, and the ground was full of mud and unevenness, which was a bit like a vegetable garden.

The air here is damp and cold, and there seem to be a lot of impurities in the air, although I can't feel anything when I breathe, but it has interfered with the range of the sapper lighting tube, the distance of the lighting has been shortened by nearly double, and the light is almost swallowed up by the darkness, we don't dare to go deeper casually, and grope our way to the wall along the iron door marked with the word "0", surprisingly, the walls here are all adobe bricks, and they are connected with the top wall in an arc, resulting in a spacious basement with high middle and low on both sides, and the adobe bricks are upward and adducted, The layers are folded and staggered, and the shape looks more like a cave or cellar.

The fat man and I thought this was the devil's vegetable cellar, but how did I think it was wrong, there were many bumpy bumps on the adobe bricks, connected to each other, like something on the wall with mud, I guess it was impossible to find any medicine here, this is not like a good land, the ghost knows what kind of weird things to do, or withdraw and find a way to find it elsewhere.

We were about to withdraw, suddenly we felt a noise overhead, a gust of cold wind hit, we quickly lowered our heads to dodge, in the light of the short line of the lighting tube, only to see a white figure, hanging down from the ceiling, and I couldn't see where the man's feet were hanging, only two hands and head hanging upside down in front of our eyes, as if to reach out and grab someone.

The fat man and I hurriedly grabbed the scabbard at the same time, poked it in the other's head and pressed it against the wall, and the sapper lamp on his chest shone right on the man's face, which was not a living face at all, it was surprisingly white, and it was so dry that it began to crumble, and the nails of both hands were curled and twisted slightly.