Exquisite Ancient City Chapter 6 Nine-story Demon Tower
The avalanche caused a violent tremor that cracked a large sloping downward in the steep slope in front of us.
The snowstorm swept in the air had arrived, and everyone didn't have time to think about it, and rushed into the crack in the mountain rock, the crack was very steep, and they didn't expect there to be such a big drop below, and the five people made a pile and fell down, rolling a few times and falling to the bottom of a big hole.
Then, a huge snowboard rolled down from behind, blocking the crack in the mountain, stirring up countless snow foam, choking the five people and coughing violently. It took a long time for the rumbling overhead to calm down, and when I heard this noise, I don't know how many tons of snow were covered on it.
Can't distinguish objects in the dark, everyone escaped from death, and it took a long time for someone to speak, with a mouth full of Northeast accents, and when I heard it, I knew it was a big man: "I can still pant for breath, Lao Hu, Ga Wazi, Liu Gong, Luo Gong, are you all there?" β
I felt like my whole body was about to fall apart, and I couldn't speak for a while in pain, and I only snorted twice, indicating that I was still alive.
Ga Wa agreed, took out a flashlight, and shone around, Luo Ning sat on the ground with a dull gaze, as if he was not injured, Liu Gong fell next to her, his eyes were closed and unconscious, his left calf bone was broken, and half of Bai Shengsheng's bone was exposed.
The crevice we fell into was narrow and deep, and it was pitch black beyond the range of the flashlight, and I didn't know what terrain was in the distance.
The big man probed Liu Gong's snort with his hand, shook his hand and said, "It's over, it's over, it's all gone." β
I crawled over and touched Liu Gong's carotid artery, and it was true that my heartbeat was gone, so I sighed and said to the big man, "Let's bury Liu Gong." β
I took out the sapper shovel and tried to dig a pit, but Gava stopped me and pointed to the ground: "Bugs, fire." β
Gava's reminder reminded me of the devilish ladybugs, the team of fourteen people, ten of them died in that thrilling few minutes, it seems that the land here can't be dug casually, God knows what the hell is down there.
But you can't just leave the corpse of your companion outside, and you can only take a compromise approach. I used a flashlight to illuminate it, and Gava and the big man picked up some rubble nearby and put it on Liu Gong's body, which was kind of a simple stone grave for him.
In this process, Luo Ning always sat motionless on the ground, quietly staring at Liu Gong's stone tomb, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cried out, and the sorrow suppressed in his heart was released like a tidal wave.
I wanted to persuade her, but I really didn't know what to say, I was touched by her crying, my nose was sour, my heart was like a knife, I remembered that last night, the team was still singing military songs in front of the campfire, and the loud singing seemed to be echoing in my ears, but today most of my comrades-in-arms are forever sleeping under the big glacier in Kunlun Mountain.
I helped Luo Ning to stand up and mourned together for Liu Gong and other comrades-in-arms. At that time, no matter what the occasion, I had to quote "Mao Xuan", and I took the lead in reading: "The sky is white, and the march in the snow is even more urgent." β
The other three people also echoed in unison: "The mountain is high on the head, and the wind spreads the red flag over the big pass." Only by sacrificing more ambitions dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky. β
Then everyone raised their right fists and swore an oath: "Comrades-in-arms, comrades, please rest assured to go, some people's deaths are lighter than feathers, some people's deaths are as heavy as Mount Tai, and the death for the interests of the people is heavier than Mount Tai, and you are sacrificing for the interests of the people." We must inherit the legacy of the revolutionary martyrs, follow in the footsteps of your blood-stained footsteps, carry out the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution to the end, and the final victory will always belong to our workers, peasants and soldiers. β
At that time, I was still a rookie, and I had never attended the memorial service of my comrades-in-arms, so I didn't know what to say, but I remember that others said this when they held meetings, and in that case, there was nothing suitable or inappropriate.
After a long time, everyone calmed down from the pain and treated the wounds on their bodies, but fortunately, they were all minor injuries and did not affect their movements. I casually ate a few bites of compressed biscuits, gathered together, and discussed what to do next. It's impossible to get out of the valley that is crushed by snowboards, and I estimate that the whole valley may have been filled in by avalanches and now have to find another exit.
Gava patted the empty bullet bag on her body, indicating that there were not many bullets, because we had to carry a lot of equipment when we entered the mountain, so the ammunition was the minimum, and there were only three rifle magazines per person, after all, it was not a combat mission, and there were no bandits in this area. Some of the ammunition was thrown away during the avalanche, and now there are only an average of about twenty rounds of ammunition left per person, and a total of two grenades. There should be no beasts underground, and it's useless if there are too many bullets, just enough for self-defense.
There is no dry food at all, everything that can be eaten has just been eaten, and we must find a way to find an exit within two days, otherwise we will starve to death in the ground. The fortunate thing in the misfortune is that Luo Ning actually has a compass on his body.
The depth of the mountain gap is beyond imagination, and after walking south for a while, it comes to an end, and the cracks in the earth turn north, and it feels like you are walking under a large glacier.
We walked forward in the dark for more than ten hours, the lower the terrain became, and the underground space became larger and larger, Luo Ning measured it with a barometer, and the number of air pressure jΓΉ was converted into an altitude of only more than 400 meters, which was about the same as Sichuan, far lower than the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau with an average altitude of more than 4,000 meters.
At last the terrain finally calmed down, and the sound of rushing water was heard, and it seemed that there was a large underground river not far away. When I saw that there was no longer a downhill road, I searched around with a flashlight to see if there was any way up, and suddenly I noticed that the light from the flashlight produced a lot of faint reflections on the rock wall, like shining on the fragments of countless mirrors.
Luo Ning exclaimed: "It's mica!" β
The other three listened to what she said about mica, and they didn't know what it was, but they were very frightened when they heard her tone, thinking that something was urgent, so they hurriedly blocked Luo Ning behind them, took off the five or six semi-automatic rifles from their backs as quickly as possible, pulled the bolt with a few clicks, and prepared to shoot.
Luo Ningqi said: "What do you do? β
While holding a gun on guard, I asked Luo Ning, "What mother's male?" Where is it? β
Luo Ning said: "It's not an animal, I mean it's all crystals all around here, mica and crystals usually grow in the same formation, ah, there are crystals too." β
Although Luo Ning is mainly responsible for the mapping work, but often work with the geological exploration team, and also know a lot about geology and minerals, the crystals like glass flakes that appear around us are a kind of monoclinic crystals, which can only appear in the Archean double rock formation, and the underground reserves in Hebei are very large. But the mica here is extremely dark in color and has a large hexagonal column. The quality far exceeds that produced in the mainland, and in terms of the depth of mica color, we are in an unimaginable position.
Luo Ning was attracted by the rare mica around, looking at this piece and looking at that piece, I picked up a small piece and looked at it, and I couldn't see anything unusual about it.
At this time, I suddenly heard the big man shouting to Gawa: "Gawa, what are you doing?" Hurry up. β
I shone it with a flashlight, and saw that Gawa was kowtowing on the ground in the way of Tibetans, and her whole body was lying on the ground, what is this kid doing? To whom to kowtow? I looked in front of him again and gasped.
In the ground actually stands a "gold" shaped wooden tower made of thousands of giant trees, there are countless red flashes dotted on the tower body, through those faint flashes of light, the base of the wooden tower is nearly two hundred meters wide, rammed with mud and stone, the thousand-year-old cypress wood is built into the tower body, it is divided into nine layers, each layer is full of dry bones wearing peculiar ancient costumes, men, women and children have it, each big tree is engraved with the secret text of the Tibetan people. Is this a grave? On such a huge scale, who built it underground?
Luo Ning had been watching mica, and when he heard the three of us talking, he also came over to watch closer.
I waved my hand at the big man and told him not to interrupt him, and continued to ask Gawa, "What kind of tower is this?" Do you recognize the words written on it? β
Gawa shook her head vigorously.
I said, "This baby, I don't know what you're kowtowing, and seeing so many bones scares you stupid?" β
Gava's face was full of panic, and she said in Chinese, which was not very fluent: "Hu this Ga Xiong, oh let you tell Oh, let you pull Oh, Larrados, nine...... Nine-story demon tower. β
I didn't understand the first half of his sentence, but I could hear the last four words clearly, what nine-story demon building? What is it for? Isn't it just burying the dead?
Before Gawa could speak, Luo Ning crept back from the tower, made a silent gesture to us, pointed to the tower behind him and whispered to us, don't alarm them.
I saw her solemn expression and knew that there might be trouble, but I didn't know what she was referring to, so I lowered my voice and asked, "What is alarmed?" Dead people in the tower? β
Luo Ning said extremely nervously: "No, it's the kind of ladybug with fire, they all sleep on the dead corpses, there are too many to count." β
After listening to Luo Ning's words, I realized that the dense red flashes on the wooden tower turned out to be from the transparent ladybugs.
Although I have some of the fearless spirit of a revolutionary soldier, I feel panic when I think of that strange ladybug. This creature beyond common sense was too difficult to deal with, and the horror of the tragic scene in the valley was too strong for me.
I gestured, and the four of them quietly retreated back the way they came. Before he could take a few steps, Gava suddenly stepped into the air and fell into a ditch.
The ditch was hidden and parallel to the route we were traveling, so we didn't notice it when we came. Although the ditch was only more than a meter deep, Gawa was still snorted by the fall, I quickly jumped down to help him, and saw Gawa covering her feet, with a painful expression on her face.
At this time, Luo Ning and the big man also went down to the ditch respectively, and took a flashlight to shine it, and found that Gawa's foot was hit by a sharp white bone spur, and even the shoelace foot was pierced with a transparent hole, and the blood flowed like an infusion. The ditch is full of layers of white bones of various animals, and the number is too large to estimate. It seems that this ditch should be a burial pit for cows, horses, sheep, dogs, and other animals.
In order not to alarm the ladybugs in the nearby wooden tower, the big man covered Gava's mouth with his hand to prevent him from screaming, I pulled out the white bone inserted in his foot, Luo Ning sprinkled the Yunnan Baiyao in the first aid kit on his wound, and took out a white bandage to help him bandage it to stop the bleeding.
My hands were stained with the blood on Gava's legs, and I smeared a few handfuls on my military uniform, and a thought suddenly flashed through my mind, this burial pit for cattle and horses was dug so strangely, not in a square circle, but in the shape of a long ditch leading to the wooden tower where the corpses were placed, this shape is similar to a layout called "deterrence" mentioned in the "Secret Art of Feng Shui", if this is the case, then there should be a burial ditch of the same size in parallel positions.
The two burial ditches are parallel to each other and clamp the tomb of the wooden tower structure, forming the trend of two dragons absorbing pearls, and it is inferred that the ditch next to it should be some utensils used by the owner of the tomb during his lifetime. It's just that it is not known whether these two burial ditches are artificial or naturally formed, and it seems that the latter is more likely.
The nearby river was very loud, judging from the river rapids, there was an underground river in the northwest, that is, behind the nine-story demon tower, because dragons could not do without water.
If that's what I expected, then the map of the underworld is already in my head, and I just need to find another burial ditch to confirm my inference.
The big man pushed me on the shoulder: "Old Hu, what's the matter?" β
I thought of it, and I came back to my senses after being pushed by him, and I asked Luo Ning: "Luo Gong, can you estimate our current position?" Probably where on the map? β
Luo Ning used the compass to calculate with reference to the map, and said after a moment's silence: "We have been walking north for more than ten hours underground, and according to our speed, the big glacier that has already passed the head should be about to leave Kunlun Mountain." β
I told me what I had just thought, and if I went back at this time, I would have to go back to the avalanche-covered crevice, and if I was right, we should be able to get out along the underground river. But to do so would be to risk passing through the bottom of the nine-story demon tower, which is a plan to survive in death.
The four of them thought it was dangerous, but it was worth the risk, but I decided to find another burial ditch to confirm it.
Before the operation, I asked Gava what the hell was a nine-story demon building.
Gava Chinese is very difficult, I finally understood some after speaking for a long time, in his hometown of Xuewei, there is also a nine-story demon tower exactly the same ruins, according to legend, this "nine-story demon building" is the funeral form of the ancient demon king's mausoleum, when the demon kingdom perished, the tomb has been destroyed by the hero King Gesar, only a pile of rotten wood shelves is left in the Tibetan plateau, and the narrative poems passed down from the herdsmen's mouth, in the generations to sing the praises of King Gesar like the sun like the unparalleled martial arts.
When Tibetan herdsmen pass by these relics, they bow and sing epics. This is not to fear the tomb of the demon king, but to show respect for King Gesar. Gava also said something religious, but I couldn't understand it, and I don't know if the ghostly insects were the resting spirits of the dead in the tomb.
I left Luo Ning and the other three people in the same place, crawling forward by myself, and at a place separated from the burial ditch of cattle and horses more than 100 meters, there was indeed another burial ditch, which was full of ancient leather boots, ancient Tibetan wood chips, ancient Mongolian wooden tablets, painted wood chips and gold ornaments, wooden rafts, wooden wings, wooden birds and beasts, bronze ware, grain and a large number of silk and other funeral items.
It seems that my inference is correct, the underground river behind the nine-story demon tower must be connected to the outside world, so I sneaked back to the animal burial ditch to beckon the other three to act.
I opened the way first, with the big man behind me with a gun, followed by Gava, who had a good stab in his foot, and Luo Ning helped him walk behind him.
The scale of the nine-story demon tower was very large, and the underground cavern was originally extremely vast, but the tower and the large mica on both sides almost blocked the road to the north, and only a very narrow place on both sides was barely passable.
We passed under the wooden tower with trepidation, and when we saw the ladybugs in the tower that shimmered with flames, we felt that our hearts were about to jump out of our throats, and the distance of each step seemed so far two hundred meters below the tower.