Yunnan Worm Valley Chapter 17 The Forbidden Line
I asked Shirley Young: "I see these two stones poking here, although they seem abrupt, but the rocks themselves are nothing special, if they are meteorites, then there should be craters here, you see where there are traces of meteorite impact around here." ”
Shirley Young looked at his watch again and said to me, "Look at the dive electronic watch you are wearing on your wrist, there is no time to show it now." There are a lot of crystals on this stone, and I guess it contains some kind of rare element, and electronic circuits, transistors, and radio equipment will be affected by it. There may be more crashes nearby, related to these two meteorites, the plane that deviates from the course, once it approaches the sky, all the electronic equipment will fail, this is simply the Bermuda Triangle of Yunnan. ”
The fat man and I both raised our hands to look at our watches, and sure enough, all the numbers were gone, as if the battery had run out. And I went near the rock, and there were many tiny crystals on it. I worked as an engineer for several years, and I spent my adult years digging holes in the Kunlun Mountains, which belong to a superimposed geological structure, and there are almost all kinds of rock formations, so I know most of the rock characteristics, but I have never seen this gray crystalline mineral rock.
The fat man still didn't believe it, so he took out a radio from his backpack, which I took to listen to the news broadcast on the road, after entering the mountain, there was no signal, so it has been pressed at the bottom of the bag, and at this time I took it out, as soon as I turned on the switch, I immediately "Bang Bang Bang" came out of a few noises, and then no matter how I tossed, there was no movement.
The fat man said: "It's really strange, there is this kind of stone, I don't know how much the international transaction price is one or two, let's collect some and go back to study and study first." "After that, I picked up the pickaxe and wanted to go to the rocks and knock a few samples down.
I hurriedly stopped him and said to the fat man, "Don't move, what if there is radiation?" I remember looking at meteorites somewhere, there are radioactive materials in them, and when they are radiated, they lose their hair first, and finally their whole body decays and dies. ”
Shirley Yang said: "Not all meteorites have radioactive materials, and there may be some kind of electromagnetic energy in this piece, so there is strict interference with electronic equipment." This meteorite may not have fallen here, but was later moved to Taniguchi as a sign of the entrance to the king's tomb. The falling meteorite must be at an angle of 6.5 degrees to the horizontal tangent of the atmosphere, otherwise it will burn up and disappear due to excessive friction with the atmosphere. These two stones are just a little residue left after burning, and the crystals on the surface are formed by intense combustion. Although there is no grass growing here, there are active insects and ants around, so it may not be harmful to humans. But if you don't know what happened, I'd advise you not to touch it. ”
The fat man was still not very reconciled, but after all, he had already obtained a few genuine antiquities from the old banyan tree, so he gave up and threatened to come to this worm valley to mine stones again when he couldn't mix it up in the future.
We stood at the mouth of the valley, and looked at the two stones with human eyes painted on them, and we wanted to camp here tonight, but how did we look at it, how did we feel that this place was wrong, and I always felt uncomfortable being stared at by those eyes. However, the situation in the worm valley was unknown, and if we went any further, the devil knew what would happen, so we had to go back the way we came, and set up a meal near the red-flowered bush.
Since entering Shalong Mountain, the three of us have not had a good rest for two days and one night, except for the fat man who slept for most of the night.
There are not many insects and ants in this area, and there are flowers and trees fragrant to hit people, it is indeed a good place to camp and sleep. Starting tomorrow, there will inevitably be many more life-threatening activities, and tonight is the last chance to rest, and we must restore our body and mental state to the best state. So he casually ate some beef and dry food bought from Caiyun Inn, leaving the fat man on the first shift, and took turns to sleep in the sleeping bag. Last night in the forest shot a large eagle owl, eagle owl is a very vengeful animal, close to dawn, there are already a few to attack us, but because the sky is already bright, they are not used to activities in the daytime, so temporarily retreat, I don't know when, look at the cold, will come back, so this night watchman must have.
At night, I suddenly felt a tingling itch on my hand, the itch was the back of the hand that was bitten by the piranha in the mountains, and I sat up from the sleeping bag at once, reached out and touched the back of the hand that was originally tied with waterproof tape, the tape had been broken, and black insects crawled out of the wound. I hurriedly pinched two of them with my hands, and the worms crawled more and more, I was so frightened that I wanted to find someone to help, and when I looked up, I saw that the surroundings were quiet, the moon hung in the air, and the whereabouts of the fat man and Shirley Yang were gone, and the sleeping bags were all empty.
Suddenly, there was a noise in the nearby trees, and an old man in a green robe, wearing a golden mask, rode on top of an elephant and rushed towards me through the red flowers. He was menacing, I hurriedly rolled away to dodge, suddenly I felt someone pushing my shoulder, I opened my eyes at once, it turned out to be a nightmare.
Shirley Yang was looking at me from the side: "You were startled, dreaming again?" ”
My clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and the dream was too real. It seems that it is my turn to keep vigil, strange, did I just dream that the man in the mask was the king? I won't feel it in my dream, but the pain of the itchy and painful wound is still faint after waking up, and when I think of this, I suddenly feel the wound on the back of my hand tighten, and I jump and jump in pain.
If the wound heals and new flesh gradually grows, it should be slightly itchy, and it seems that the injury is serious again. I lifted the tape and saw that the back of my hand was slightly purple, and I had already taken antibiotics, so it shouldn't be an infection, but the wound seemed to be a little bigger than it was at the beginning. I had to change the medicine again, re-bandage the back of my hand, and wonder to myself, could it be those saber-toothed piranhas, who ate the water bees in the figurines and contaminated me with the poison? Thinking of the disgusting part of the scab, I couldn't help but feel up and down, so I had to try to think about the good side and cheer up my spirits for vigil.
But then the more I thought about it, the more worried I became, I was afraid that my hand would not be able to be saved, in case a few insects really crawled out of it, I would rather cut off this hand in advance first, and did a long time of ideological struggle, so I had to wake up Shirley Yang who had just fallen asleep, and ask her to help see if I was poisoned.
After Shirley Yang saw it, he found me some pills to eat, and comforted me that it was just a normal phenomenon of wound healing, and that it didn't matter if I didn't have to worry about it, as long as I protected myself from getting infected again. That's when I let go of my hanging heart.
Finally, at dawn, the three of them set off towards their destination according to the predetermined plan, preparing to find the place marked by the toad in the valley to see if they could find the secret passage through the miasma. This tomb of the king has been in business for many years, and it is very well arranged, even if there is a secret passage through the barrier on the ground, I am afraid that this secret passage is not so easy to walk.
The plants in the Worm Valley are much denser than in the jungle, so they are narrow and difficult to navigate. Passing through the two huge meteorites in front of the valley, along the snake creek to the depths of the valley, as the terrain gradually descends, there are more and more cane plants, clumps of vines cover the top of the stream, and the mountain walls on both sides are hung with countless small plants of all kinds, like a colorful hanging garden.
Due to the narrow terrain, the competition for survival here is extremely fierce, and all kinds of plants are desperately expanding out of the valley in order to get a little more light, so the terrain in the valley cannot be seen from the heights.
The valley was unusually humid and muggy, and as far as the eye could see, it was all rich green, and after a long time, our eyes felt glazed. In order to advance through the dense vegetation, the fat man had to open the way with a sapper shovel in front, and Shirley Yang and I followed closely behind, struggling through the mosquito-infested valley and overgrown vines.
Compared to the obstruction of vines, the biggest problem comes from mosquitoes in the shade of the valley. These vampires in the jungle rushed to people in groups regardless of life or death, so we had to mash the garlic and airplane grass we brought with us into juice and rub them on the exposed parts of the body. Even though there are these mosquito repellent things, I still get a few bites, and the place where I bite is immediately red and swollen, and it becomes hard, and the tentacles are painful, like a pink tumor.
Shirley Yang said thank God, these mosquitoes are not big, and they are not very poisonous, and the poisonous mosquitoes in the Amazon rainforest are the real blood-sucking demons in the jungle, and they are highly poisonous. However, the poisonous and vicious mosquitoes are afraid of garlic, and this weakness coincides with the vampires of European legends.
Although the vegetation in the valley is dense, it can still be seen that there are more and more traces left by human beings, and some collapsed stone statues and stone figures are revealed from time to time. These are the stone carvings on both sides of the Shinto of the king's tomb, and it can be seen that the tomb of the king, like other royal tombs, has specially established the Shinto in front of the tomb for future generations to go to the Ming Tower to worship and worship. However, King Xian probably did not expect that less than seven or eight years after his death, the subjects of his territory, including his hometown of Gudian, would be included in the territory of the Han Dynasty. The royal tomb, which spent huge manpower and material resources and dug out the hollow to manage and build, can only remain in the depths of this dark valley, forever sealed in the dust in the corner of history.
After walking for three or four hours, I finally found the ruins of a ruined wall in front of me, which is the legendary first embankment. Now only the rammed earth stone platform is more than three meters thick and two meters high, which is also covered with a layer of weeds, and only some of the green stones have no vegetation, which looks more like a green mound, mixed with the jungle in the deep valley. If it weren't for Shirley Yang's sharp eyes, we would have passed by here.
In order to further confirm that the remnant wall covered with plants was the standard embankment wall on a human skin map, the fat man used a pickaxe to chisel the broken wall several times, trying to scrape off the weeds and green moss on the surface. Unexpectedly, this knock didn't matter, and hundreds of finger-sized small tree lizards "swished" out of the cracks in this broken wall. These little green creatures are exactly the same color as the plants around them, except for the eyes and tongue that are blood-red.
The fat man was also startled by them, and picked up a pickaxe and a sapper shovel and slapped them indiscriminately, turning many small tree lizards into meatloaf.
Shirley Yang pressed the fat man's hand and told him to stop: "These little tree lizards don't hurt people, they only eat mosquitoes on weekdays, why can't you get along with them." ”
I suddenly found that when these little tree lizards fled in panic, almost all of them ran out of the valley, or climbed the plants on both sides, and were beaten by the fat man, but none of them fled to the depths of the valley, not only the tree lizards, but also the mosquitoes and crawling insects flying around did not dare to cross the thunder pond half a step. There are hardly any insects or animals on the other side of the valley, and it seems that there is a death dividing line here.