Qin Siyan didn't know that the two of us were discussing the matter of plotting against him, so he ran up happily. He said: "I really can't stay with the Wang family, I can't breathe. Where are you going? I heard Lin Fang say that there is a cemetery on the top of the mountain where the Cremo witch doctor is buried, I haven't seen what the ancient tomb looks like in real life, are you interested in going up and taking a look together? -

I said in my heart that you are asking the right person, among the few of us, it is really me and the fat man who are most interested in the ancient tomb, but we don't have you kid in our plan. Although I half-jokingly said to the fat man that if Qin Siyan got in the way, he would knock him out, but after all, this is just a joke, people have saved our lives when we were in the United States, if he hadn't driven us into the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in time, our brothers and sons might have been imprisoned in the United States by now. Where is there a chance to stand here and enjoy the magnificent scenery of the Amazon. Therefore, the place where he should be taken is still to be brought, anyway, everyone is in the spirit of learning to visit the tomb of the Cremo witch doctor, and it is not to do anything shady.

On top of that, I was not familiar with the culture of the Indians, and I could even say that I knew nothing about it. There is a Qin Siyan following us, and if necessary, he may be able to make a cameo appearance as a docent for us.

I made up my mind, so I said to Qin Siyan: "Since Siyan is interested in the tomb of the witch doctor, then let's give up our lives to accompany the gentleman, and have the courage to follow you up to have a look, and see the tomb of the foreigner-

Qin Siyan didn't know what I was doing with the fat man, he pushed his glasses quite seriously and said, "No problem, you follow me." If something special happens, don't be afraid. I heard that some corpses will turn into zombies and hurt people after death, so when the time comes, they will listen to my command. In this regard, I have more experience than you -

The fat man and I were very curious, what was going on with the serious experience in Qin Siyan's mouth, so he asked him, "What, have you ever met a big zongzi?" -

Qin Siyan said shyly as he climbed up the mountain: "It's not a big zongzi." When I was an intern at the prosecutor's office, I once dealt with a case of zombies hurting people. The bitten man insisted that it was a corpse that attacked him. At that time, no one wanted to believe his testimony, and the victim wanted the local government to be responsible for his losses. When I was assigned to this case, I met the victim in the morgue of the local police station what the victim described as zombies. The body was dug up from the ground by the victim while clearing the farmland. According to his own account, when the body was first dug up, the skin and hair on the body were intact, and he thought that someone had been murdered and then abandoned the body in the field. However, the corpse's clothing did not look like modern attire. The victim knew that he had dug up a historic corpse and was about to call the police, but the moment he stood up, the corpse suddenly stood up straight and bit him on the shoulder. Fortunately, the victim had a shovel at hand, so he broke the neck of the zombie that bit him with a spade, and then hurried home to report the crime. By the time the police arrived, the body had turned into a shriveled skeleton of bones—

I always thought that zombies were only available in China, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen in the United States on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, so I hurriedly asked him: "What about later?" What does that zombie look like? Can you still pounce? -

Qin Siyan shook his head: "They have all become skeletons that have fallen apart, what do you do to hurt people." I checked the tooth marks on the victim's body, which basically matched the characteristics of the teeth of the ancient corpse, but the police used the supernatural incident as an excuse to overturn my proof, and the case was finally closed. I just heard that the victim had a sudden nervous breakdown a few weeks after the crime, and bit all the animals on the farm to death, and his neighbor called the police, and the guy was shot dead on the spot for attacking the police, and it is said that he was still able to walk upright after being shot, and the blood that came out was coagulated, and finally the police had to shoot continuously until his head was completely broken, which ended this terrible scene-

When he saw that I had been silent, he thought I was frightened by the zombie story he described, and comforted me in a flat tone: "Actually, what happened later was hearsay, and it should not be taken seriously." Anyway, we're about to get to the top of the mountain, is there really such a thing as a zombie, just enough to witness it with your own eyes-

I thought to myself, buddies, have seen more big rice dumplings than you have ever eaten. The terrain of Marik's lair is special and the climate is humid, and the corpse buried here will only quickly decompose the autopsy, and it is too late to turn into a zombie. If it weren't for the fact that I had come to spend time with the fat man and pay tribute to our lost youth, I wouldn't have bothered to climb up to see those disgusting rotting corpses.

The actual elevation of Marik's lair is not as high as it seems, after all, it is a small hill in the alluvial fan plain, and no matter how high it is, it cannot reach the sky. After reaching the peak, it didn't take much effort to find the tomb of the witch doctor of the Cremo people, not that we were lucky, but in my opinion, there is no such thing as feng shui in the concept of savages, and when we reached the peak, the ground was already full of dead human bones, and there were places where there was no way to settle down, so we had to shout - borrow - while stepping on it. Under the soles of my feet-gaba-"Gaba-ground rattled, and my scalp couldn't help but tingle when I stepped on it: is this a witch doctor's tomb or a mass grave, and how is it that there are human bones scattered everywhere?

Qin Siyan has always been at the forefront, in his own words, he has been a lawyer for so long, what kind of corpse has he never seen, and these bones in front of him look much more refreshing. Once we reached the summit, a downward grotto dominated the three of us. According to Lin Fang's description, under the grotto should be the burial cave where the previous generations of Morrick witch doctors died. I looked down and saw only a pile of rocks at the entrance of the cave, and all I could see further down was pitch black. I picked up a stone and threw it down, and soon there was an echo, which showed that the cave was not deep and there should not be much danger inside.

The fat man was prepared for this trip, he pulled the rope from his waistcoat bag, found a solid rock and tied it to himself, and then took out his flashlight and pinned it to the pocket of his clothes. Seeing that he was so skillful, Qin Si asked me curiously, "What kind of work did Wang Pang do before?" -

In order to hide the embarrassment, I tied a rope to my waist and eyes, and explained to Qin Siyan: "We used to work in the mines, you know Shanxi, China, right?" There are a lot of small coal mines there, very similar to this cave -

Qin Siyan nodded, followed our example, and tied himself up. Before going down to the cave, I said to Qin Siyan: "If the situation is not right for a while, you will cut the rope and run by yourself, and don't look back." The two of us have a lot of experience in underground escapes, and if you stay, you'll only hold us back. When the time comes, everyone will suffocate in a hole, and it won't look good-

The fat man had been waiting impatiently, and when he saw that we were all ready, he greeted us and was the first to climb down the hole. Qin Siyan and I followed him and slowly stepped into the legendary witch doctor's tomb.

As I had predicted, the grotto was not artificially excavated, but a geological cave of nature, and the Kramo Witch Doctor chose this place as his burial pit, probably because the Malik Lair was the only hill in the vicinity, and where they seemed closest to the sky, they thought it was a place where they could communicate with the gods of the heavens. Shirley Young once told me that in the Indian concept of life and death, death is the beginning of another life, they are not afraid of death, they have their own description of the world after death, and believe that life after the soul is separated from ** is eternal. I said that in this case, why did the Inca Empire still circulate legends about the Fountain of Youth, and that rejuvenation itself was a kind of resistance to death. Shirley Yang shrugged his shoulders and said that since it exists, it means that there is a reason for it, and no matter how much we speculate, we can't know what the predecessors have experienced, but it is precisely because of this that the importance of archaeology is truly reflected.

The entrance to the witch doctor's cave is narrow, almost ninety degrees vertical. There were no traces of artificial polishing on the rough four walls, but fortunately the distance was not very long, and we crawled all the way down with our palms and knees, and finally reached the bottom of the cave after half an hour.

At the bottom of the cave is an oval-shaped confined space, about 100 square meters in size. Because of long-term ventilation, the air quality is also unsatisfactory. As soon as the fat man landed, he took something out of his pocket and hung it around his neck, and I almost didn't laugh out loud when I saw it, so I asked him, "Didn't you say that this thing had been thrown into the Sea of Japan, why is it hanging up again?" -

The fat man covered the gold talisman and explained: "I regretted it as soon as I threw it in, and it took me half a day to find it after jumping boat." It is now an ornament, a peace charm. There is no essential difference with the Buddhist beads hung by monks and the cross hung by priests. Does not possess any class attributes-

Qin Siyan has been following us, although this barrister claims to have seen strange corpses, but it is the first time to run the scene on the ground, he climbed the cable and slid down little by little, and the glasses on his nose almost fell off several times, making him very confused. Although the distance from the hole to the bottom is not very far, if he falls, it is not a joke, and it is me and the fat man who break his arm and foot and suffer in the end. I untied the rope from my waist and stood at the entrance of the cave, holding his feet with one hand and his waist with the other, and took the rope back little by little. After Qin Si saw it, he first squatted on the ground and gasped for a while, then untied the rope and said, "It's really not easy to come down, seeing that you two are so relaxed, you must have worked in the coal mine for a while, right?" -

I smiled awkwardly, and at this time the fat man had already walked to the end of the grotto, and he held up his flashlight, as if to make me see more clearly, and shouted: "Old Hu, come and see this side, the dumplings full of holes-

At first, I was a little skeptical that there were zongzi in the cave, because the rainforest area is hot and humid, and the corpses are very decomposable. It is precisely because of this that the ancient Incas would travel thousands of miles to transport the corpses to the extremely cold Andean region for burial. Could it be that there is any special climatic and geographical condition in the Malik lair that allows the corpses of the witch doctors to be well preserved?

I followed the position indicated by the fat man, and in the corner of the oval burial cave, there were countless columnar objects wrapped in Inca camel blankets, like a huge insect cocoon. Judging by the shape and size of the cocoon, it is believed that it is the legendary Cremo Witch Doctor.