Seeing Uncle Ming's white face, I couldn't help but feel a sudden sudden, what he said was that there was someone behind the door, I don't think there was anything terrible, it was a big deal that the soldiers would block it, and the water would cover it. One of the things I've always worried about the most is Uncle Ming's mental state. Since entering Tibet, there have been casualties one after another, making him a frightened bird, and the name of the place that strikes the thunder mountain in the big black sky has violated his taboo again. Although Uncle Ming can be regarded as an old sailor who has experienced many young years in the wind and waves, suspicion is his Achilles' heel.

There are many things in this world, you can't believe it, but you can't believe it, but excessive superstition will only bring unbearable mental pressure to yourself, even if you have great ability, you are limited by your own psychological pressure, and you can't show it.

At this moment, I can't tell whether Uncle Ming's actions are true or not, maybe he is just a mediocre person who is disturbing himself and scaring himself, but for the sake of safety, I still walked to the stone gate to check what was going on.

Uncle Ming saw that I was going to open the stone door, so he hurriedly said to me again: "There are people behind the door, don't open it, it seems that the altar over there can't go, Brother Hu, I think we still have to find another way." ”

I raised my hand to push Uncle Ming away and said to him, "How can there be people in a place where there are no living people entering or leaving for hundreds of thousands of years?" Besides, we are now taking the road of Huashan, no matter what is inside, it is necessary to take a risk, otherwise ...... "I originally wanted to tell Uncle Sù Ming not to enter the altar today, and the rest of the people are okay to say, your dead old man is dead, but after thinking about it, don't talk about it, and add some stimulation to him, maybe he will become mentally ill like Professor Chen."

I perfunctory Uncle Ming, persuaded him aside, and came to the underground stone gate. I have yet to enter the temple in the belly of this extinct volcanic mountain, and I have not had time to look closely at the only portal. This small stone door is very old, with a sliding stone ball at the bottom as a opening and closing mechanism, and there is no superfluous decoration on the door, except for two huge human eyes carved into the stone slab. The totem of the eyeball can be said to be everywhere in the Exquisite City and the Evil Luohai City, and it is not uncommon to see it, but the eyeball relief on the stone gate is different, and the eye totems seen in the past are eyeballs without eyelids, and this pair of eyes is closed with eyelids closed.

The ancestors in the ancient city believed that the eyes were the source of the power of reincarnation, but what did the closed-eye-like relief represent? I was slightly stunned, and without thinking much about the mystery, I opened the stone door, and cautiously leaned out half of my body to see the movement behind the door. Behind the stone gate is a long natural cave, with a large number of rock crystals formed during the great volcanic upheavals, exuding a cold night light, in the dark underground world, like a winding white tunnel. The tunnel is not straight, and it turns into a dead end of sight after tens of meters, and it is difficult to judge its length.

I saw that although the cave behind this gate is a little weird, it belongs to a very rare geological structure, but it is not as Uncle Ming said, where is there half a figure? It seems that the old port farmer has probably really had a nervous breakdown. Just as he was about to shrink back, he suddenly heard a slow footstep in the distance of the white tunnel.

The area behind the stone door seems to be extremely sounding, and although the footsteps are far away, they can be heard clearly as soon as the ears enter the door. You can't be wrong, the sound of the slow steps, from the two legs of a person, sounded extraordinarily heavy, as if there was a thousand powers, and every step I took landed, my heart trembled.

The thunderous footsteps came from far and near, and the rhythm became more and more rapid, and it seemed that at the end of the white tunnel, a giant rushed to the ground, and the footsteps on the ground were shocking. My heart beat faster, and an inexplicable panic welled up from the bottom of my heart, and I couldn't hold back it, and I didn't dare to look into the tunnel anymore, so I hurriedly shrank back, and with a "bang", I forced the stone door tightly shut, and the footsteps stopped almost abruptly at the same time.

I let out a sigh of relief, and found that there was already a layer of white sweat on my body, and my heart shook for a moment, and even I couldn't understand why I was so afraid of the footsteps just now, and I thought to myself, what the fuck, there must be something in the cave.

I quickly calmed myself, adjusted the rhythm of my breathing, and put my ear to the stone door to listen. Behind the door, it was surprisingly quiet, for a long time, and there was nothing unusual, as if there was only a silent nothingness in the tunnel, and nothing alive existed.

Uncle Ming was behind me, and when he saw me, he knew that I was not much different from what happened to him after he first pushed open the stone door, but he still asked me how I was and what I saw.

Now our group of people are tired and hungry, and some people are seriously injured, it can be said that the end of the strong crossbow, it is difficult to do anything before resting, although the stone gate is not quite right, but it seems that as long as the door is closed, it is still safe in the belly of this volcanic mountain, it is better not to say it for the time being, so as not to cause panic among everyone, and any problems will be solved until they are full. So I shook my head at Uncle Ming, said nothing, pretended to be normal, took his arm, and dragged him back to the place where the fat man roasted the lizard.

Uncle Ming is not going now, nor is he staying, he is worried, his eyes are full of red silk, he sat by the fire and told me about the superstitious cause and effect between names and fate, and place names, and persuaded me to take everyone to leave this big black sky thunder mountain as soon as possible.

I was indifferent and just cared about eating to fill my stomach, but Uncle Ming talked endlessly as if he had been hit by a magic barrier. He first said a few famous events in modern times, seeing that I didn't have any reaction, he said farther and farther, and finally said that in the sixth year of Zhou Xiande, Zhou Shizong Chai Rong raised a large army to go north to attack Liao, in order to take Youzhou, the true dragon son of heaven drove the expedition, morale was greatly boosted, and the speed of the army, the Khitan army and civilians were all panicked. The Liao soldiers fled in the wind, rushed overnight, the Zhou army was like a broken bamboo, and even the three passes in two states, namely Mozhou, Yingzhou, Sikou Pass, Waqiao Pass, Yijin Pass, and it was possible to recover Youzhou, but unexpectedly when crossing the Waqiao Pass, Chai Rong ascended to the top to view the six divisions, and saw that the three armies were majestic, and the dragon was happy. There were many local people who greeted him, and Sejong Chai Rong saw that the terrain here was treacherous and occupied, so he asked a local old man what the name of this place was. He replied: "It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is called the sick dragon platform." Chai Rong heard the name of the place, immediately looked gloomy, that night he couldn't afford to be ill, had to give up the good shape shì retreat, lost the opportunity to recover Youzhou, and he himself died of a violent illness on the way back, which shows that this name is good luck and evil......

I listened to Uncle Ming for a long time, some things I haven't heard, but some seem to be true, but I'm afraid this is all psychological. People can enjoy their lives for good deeds. The ancient emperors all called it "long live", and I haven't seen anyone who can live for more than a hundred years, so it's all fucking bullshit. I don't think I can let Uncle Ming continue to talk anymore, we listeners are unintentional, he says it intentionally, and the result can only make his own nerves more tense, so he makes a look at the fat man and asks him to take a piece of meat to block Uncle Ming's mouth.

The fat man understood, and immediately handed a piece of meat that was a little overcooked to Uncle Ming: "Climbing the snow mountain without drinking butter tea is like an eagle breaking one of its wings...... Of course, we can't drink butter tea, but this meat is quite chewy. I explain uncle, you can't think about it, you want to use so many eggs, you can gnaw on the big molars, and you can go on the road when you are full. ”

Uncle Ming said to the fat man: "Fat boy, you don't know how to talk and don't talk nonsense, okay, what is good to go on the road when you are full?" Wouldn't that become a meal with a broken head, who can still eat it......" But when I took the meat in my hand, I smelled the smell of meat, and I was indeed hungry, and I didn't care about it halfway through the words, and I gnawed angrily.

I know in my heart that if a person has violent ups and downs in a short period of time, it is never a good sign, but here and now I can only do it in a hurry, and there is no curse, but it is good to stabilize Uncle Ming first, and I will go to Shirley Yang to discuss countermeasures.

Shirley Yang was taking care of Ah Xiang's injury, the turtle shell did work wonders, Ah Xiang's wound had healed in a short time, but because she had lost too much blood, she was very weak, and she fell asleep groggily at the moment.

I told Shirley Young about the stone gate leading to the altar in detail, and Shirley Young had never heard of the white tunnel behind the stone gate, and there was no mention of it in all the information I had collected before. But it can be expected that this area of Karamir must have its special features, otherwise the people of Evil Luohai would not have specially built the altar of the ghost cave here. We discussed to no avail, and it seemed that there was only a few hours of rest for now, and then we would enter the white tunnel and take one step at a time, and there was not much room to choose from.

So everyone had a full meal, and took turns to rest according to the pre-arranged arrangement, and after Uncle Ming was full, he didn't have so many words, and fell asleep as soon as his heart fell sideways. But everyone had their own hearts, and after only four hours of sleep, no one could sleep. Shirley Yang gave Ah Xiang something to eat after she woke up. I redistributed the remaining weapons, and the fat man seized Uncle Ming's M1911 pistol and gave it to Shirley Yang. Then I realized that we only had three pistols and a sporting rifle left, and the ammunition was pitiful, an average of more than 20 rounds per person. The losses in weapons and equipment greatly exceeded expectations and cast an ominous shadow over the road ahead.

So far, I can only comfort myself that there is no flame mountain that I can't pass, and I go forward hard. Shirley Yang looked at the closed eyes carving on the stone door, and thought for a long time without a clue, so everyone opened the weapon safety in their hands, and was in a state where they could fire at any time, and then pulled the stone door back, but because of the experience of the previous car, no one dared to cross the thunder pool half a step, and still stood outside the door to peep at the movement inside. In the tunnel behind the door, there was no movement except for the faint white fluorescence in the depths of the cave.

This time, the stone door was completely pulled away from the doorway, and I found that the back of the door also had a relief of closed eyes, and there were also some strange eyeball patterns, all of which were closed-eyed forms, and the middle was divided into two grids, each of which was the opening and closing of the eyes, and the part that was opened had a black blurred figure in the background. I don't seem to understand it, as if what is recorded in it is the secret of this natural tunnel.

Shirley Yang only glanced at it a few times, and he already understood the content: "It's too dangerous, fortunately I didn't walk in recklessly just now." This natural tunnel formed by crystalline ore is the legendary evil god Daikokusky Thunder Mountain. This is the only way to enter the altar of the city of Badara, there is no fork in the road, and anyone who enters, must close their eyes and pass the guò, once they open their eyes in the tunnel, it will ...... Something terrible is going to happen. ”

I asked Shirley Yang what would happen when he opened his eyes in this tunnel of white crystalline stones, and Shirley Yang said that he didn't know, and the content on the stone door only served as a warning, which was very general and vague. The human eye will release the evil god in the cave, and as for what you will see when you open your eyes, there is no record on the stone gate.

Shirley Yang thought for a moment and said, Legend has it that the Great Black Sky Thunder Mountain is an evil spirit that controls the ore, of course, it is just a myth and legend, probably like the avalanche god Crystal Freedom Mountain. It is likely that the tunnel was made up of a crystalline rock containing special elements. There are many secrets hidden in the human body, especially the eyes, which hold some kind of faint bioelectricity. For example, some people are very sensitive to the gaze of others, and even someone looking behind their backs will make them aware of it, and this subtle sense of sensitivity comes from this. I think this white tunnel must not be simple, maybe once you open your eyes in it, you will be affected by some kind of element, at least you will lose your mind, or at worst you may lose your mind.

Shirley Young meant that if you want to enter the tunnel, you must ensure that you do not open your eyes until you reach the altar, otherwise the consequences will be dire. I think she is thinking from a scientific point of view, although it is inevitable that she will be subjective and arbitrary, but no matter what the big black sky strikes Thunder Mountain, if you want to go smoothly and pass the local way, it is best to follow the rules of ancient times.

With your eyes closed, you lose your sight, and it is very risky to go through a tunnel in such a situation, and no one has ever experienced it. We discussed it for a while and decided to take a risk. The fat man took the lead, withdrew the rifle from the bullet, and turned it upside down as a blind cane, Uncle Ming and Ah Xiang walked in a relatively safe middle, without trekking through mountains and rivers, and Ah Xiang himself could barely walk. Shirley Yang and I walked at the end. I was still worried that someone would not be able to withstand the pressure of the darkness, and if I opened my eyes halfway, I would not be able to eat and walk around, so I put everyone's eyes on tape before entering the stone gate, and then I left.

Since there were not enough ropes, the people behind had to hold on to the shoulders of the people in front, and the five of them formed a line, clinging to the left side of the tunnel, groping their way forward step by step.

I secretly counted the steps, and Uncle Ming became nervous again, nagging non-stop, I thought to myself that it would be good for him to keep talking, now he is like a blind man, only by constantly talking, and through the touch of Guò's hands, can I understand the existence of each other.

This time I closed my eyes and walked into the tunnel, but I didn't hear the terrifying footsteps in the depths again. Shirley Young said that in the underground of the Grand Canyon of Colorado, there is also a kind of crystalline stone that can make its own sound, and the sound inside is strange, such as the natural sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and there are also sounds such as human crying and laughing, and wild beasts roaring and roaring, but you must put your ears on it to hear it, and it is called "sound moving stone". The tunnel may contain a similar substance that interferes with human hearing.

Humans may have an instinctive fear of the dark, and they talk as they walk, reminding each other not to open their eyes from time to time, sharing some of the psychological pressure caused by the loss of sight. But no one knows how far away it is from the end of the tunnel, the damp and rancid smell in the tunnel gradually becomes stronger, and the cold air on the four walls is pressing, which makes the whole person feel extremely depressed.

At this time, the fat man in front of him began to scold, complaining that in this tunnel, every hair on his body felt awkward. It turned out that it wasn't just me who felt this way, it was the same for everyone, and it was a very strange feeling.

I only heard Uncle Ming say: "Miss Yang, you just said that the feeling of being stared at makes people feel very uncomfortable, and I seem to feel that way now." Do you feel like a lot of people are staring at us? There seem to be people up and down, left and right. ”

I heard Shirley Young in front of me say, "It's a feeling, but hopefully it's just an illusion of not being out of sight...... But there really seems to be something in this hole. ”

At this time, there was some noise around us, and when we heard the sound of a poisonous snake swimming and spitting out letters, we involuntarily stopped moving forward. I felt my fingers tingle, and I wonder if it was because I had put my hand on Shirley Yang's shoulder for too long. I had a terrible thought, terrible, that my vision was restricted by necessity, and then my hearing, smell, and touch were abnormal, and that our five senses were gradually disappearing after entering the tunnel.