"It's not like what we're looking for."

After a long period of time, as if the water had smoothed the edges of the masonry, someone in the group made a sound, which was dispersed by the sound of water echoing through the space.

Before the departure, everyone had seen the rubbings on display, which were hexagons no wider than the width of a palm, several in clusters flattened between the pages of old books, containing strange, indecipherable patterns.

Probably only the most sensitive and apprehensive people associate it with undiscovered paganism, medical school, and college activity.

Green is one such person, who sometimes has an astonishing instinct to find the key in a dizzying array of information, like a fish that merges with the waves and scales in the peck of a heron's sharp beak.

It turns out that most of the time it's not the delusional reasoning of those who are paranoid, obsessive-compulsive, and eager to get promoted, but a God-given gift.

Because of this, a person with no background can earn a place for himself in the important institutions of the church.

The monks were willing to follow his orders, after all, even the sailors knew that they should get on the ship that caught the most fish. As long as you follow with some physical work, most of you can get a guaranteed harvest.

According to the previous routine, there is a probability that they will find a set of pagan symbols hidden underground, and take advantage of the situation to find the gathering place.

What was seen was far beyond imagination, and no one could have imagined that there was a space worthy of the main hall of a church buried beneath Dunling, and a large number of tunnels leading to this place would flow water into a waterfall and plunge into a hexagonal deep well that resounded and roared.

The man who followed the guidance of the heron in the muddy water of the shallows, hoping to find a small fish, fished out the faded scales that could not be grasped by the ten fingers of his palms.

"I ask again, is this the sewer?"

"Whether or not it was built for purpose, it is now." Green was speechless for a moment, but quickly calmed down, "A very large ruin, but this time it is complete. ”

His attitude brought a lot of comfort to the team. Whoever built these things should have disappeared into the vast river of time, leaving no name.

"The most important thing we should worry about is where to go."

The passage that leads them here is only one of many of its kind. No matter how sharp Green is, he is not a web-weaving spider, and he can accurately sense that the prey is on that silk.

"Did you see any signs of activity as you walked around?"

"No, or rather, no trace obvious enough to be noticed." Kraft said truthfully. He focused more on the subterranean structure itself, and the cracked grooves radiating from the central hexagonal well.

Only the rocks are constant here, and the rest of the silt, moss, or traces of what has ever existed will be washed away by the current.

Even the rock itself is not constant, some of the fissures are slightly dull at the edges, and the stone crevices are loose and mossy; And some of them are so angular that they feel a little ...... when you look at them New?

Their haphazard distribution also doesn't fit well with the overall layout of symmetry, concentricity and nesting, like a latecomer, rather than being included in the design.

"Then there's only one way."

"What?" Kraft maintains a puzzled reflection on the environment. The scene is full of common sense, and I don't know what to do.

"Look for them all."

"It's a ...... It's too much of an exaggeration. Even the most determined people can't make such a decisive decision, "It's better to search carefully first, if they come often, they will still leave traces." ”

"We're not going to go through all these passages."

"No, we can. Of course, this is only if the direction cannot be clarified. Green's tone was not joking, but he was really thinking about the possibility of this solution.

"There is enough space in the passage, it will be much more convenient for us to go back and set up a transit rest camp."

"Sewer camp?"

"Sometimes the guys hiding in the sewers use a section as a stronghold, and in that case, so can we." Based on previous experience in search and arrest, these underground spaces are not enclosed and are entirely feasible for long-term stay.

Personnel can save a lot of time and return to the transit station to rest and replenish the lighting before continuing to explore.

A total of dozens of passages open in this underground space of unknown purpose, and the time they will spend here next will not be short, and it is not ruled out that they need to go deeper, and it is obviously impossible to start from the ground again and again.

After a pause and a brief estimate, he became more and more sure of this idea, "It will take about thirty people, and it will take a short time, at least a few days to be safe, and if we are lucky, we won't have to search them all." ”

"Doesn't sound good, have you ever considered rain? This is not a place near the surface, and no one knows how much water will gather here, and the flow rate will be very fast. "It's not just the amount of water, but for a variety of reasons, Kraft is quite reluctant to stay in this environment for a long time.

Especially when I think of being in a ruin, whose function, scale, and age are unknown, the scale of which is very human, and there is no trace of it in the record.

This made him feel that the more he walked in the darkness, the farther away he was from the familiar world, drifting along the waterway into the hidden tributary of history, repeating the mistakes of the lost.

Their distinctive regular hexagonal style creations have survived to this day, but they themselves are missing.

Even if it has been used as a sewer for hundreds of years, it can't erase the grotesque atmosphere that fills the hollow, as if the ghosts who built this place still linger in the long, dark corridors, silently examining the living.

"It doesn't look like it's going to rain lately. But you're right, we should have people on it to keep an eye on the weather, there is no place to fix here, and the rapids will wash people away. ”

"I think I should go back a little further, to the place where I came in, and it was better to retreat to the burial chamber behind that rock crevice." "If it's too close to the hall, I'll call it 'the hall,' and anyone who passes by will notice the sound and the light of the fire." ”

Pushing the temporary site back meant that each round trip would require a long walk and a longer search, but he felt it was necessary.

Green nodded in agreement. More than half of the torch oil had been consumed during the previous search, and the team returned the same way. They realized that the matter could not be solved in a short period of time, and they were afraid that they would have to work in a place where they could not see the sun for a long time to come.

Fortunately, the priests' abilities and prestige were sufficient to convince the people, or the monks were willing to sacrifice their personal comforts to demonstrate their devotion to the Lord by breaking down pagan superstitions and reprimanding lawlessness, and this literal dirty work was carried out.

The team withdrew from the sewers, leaving the rest of the time to complete preparations for the advance.

First, Father Green, who had gained something, gathered more people, and added a credible "colleague" to the grave keeper's side.

Although Kraft was very suspicious of the secrecy, the people of the Inquisition did a certain amount of cover-up, and the logistics were placed in the coffin and entered the cemetery in batches.

The road was cleared and cleared, and guide signs were placed; The poured bones were brought aside.

They then emptied the burial chamber connected to the sewer, moved the bones and burial goods to another place and rearranged them, picked out the fragments of the clay pot stained with honey, and looked for clues such as the inscription code on it, but of course found nothing.

After discovering that the small burial chamber, which had been converted from a half-chamber, was too crowded, it was proposed to vacate the adjacent chamber for the storage of flammable materials and the storage of waste, which was quickly implemented.

Based on Kraft's description, the monks sketched a sketch of the location of the openings around the hexagonal hall, and began to allocate the scope of exploration and estimate the time for the return feedback.

In this regard, they show rare professionalism. Kraft was a little relieved while being a little unaccustomed.

"I'm a nice guy and I have the experience." Green snuffed out an extra oil lamp and paced to Kraft's side, "Then just leave the matter to them, and leave the luck to the Lord." ”

Vadin saluted them and led a group through the chasm, the sound of boots falling on the other side, and the flickering light of the fire faded away in the dampness.

"Why don't you go along?" It should have been a blessing to have been able to move forward with the search as planned and well-staffed for the first time, but Kraft, who had been a little free, soon felt a little idle.

Looking down at the sketch, Green looked like a wolf watching the footprints of his prey, subconsciously licking his moist and dry lips, and when he entered the tomb, he had not once remembered to get the water bladder beside him.

"Somebody has to be here to make decisions, to be in the right place at the right time."

It can be seen that the devoted priest is fully at work, and his earnest eagerness for faith and duty is surging in the restraint of quiet reason.

"As I said before, all I need now is time, you can go back to the clinic first, and I will send someone to inform you if there is news."

"No, I don't want the next time I hear the news, it's a decision you've made that I don't know about. ”

This sounds like he wants to leave his partner behind and go it alone, and he believes that Green did this kind of thing - if he has more than 30 people in his hands and logistics behind him, he will do it himself as soon as possible.

"It's not going to be that easy, I have a hunch. Don't forget the pattern on that rubbing, we haven't found any signs of it yet. Kraft felt the need to be reminded.

Following the clues, it seems to have gained a lot, but there are too many things that have not been confirmed. And the bits and pieces in that hall contain a lot of obvious or unrealized inadequacies.

"There's a suggestion that I hope will be taken seriously."

"Okay."

"No, I want guarantees, the kind that has enough credibility." Kraft emphasized his attitude.

Green's eyes were taken away from the sketch, a tone he hadn't heard from the professor before.

He became serious, and considering that with the other party's style, he would not propose something that could not be done and would embarrass both parties, so he agreed after a little hesitation:

"In the name of Heavenly Father—as long as what you say is reasonable."

"Very good, let your people not think of this as a street gang, be prepared to fight the devil, and it is best to solve it with a crossbow from a distance."

"We'll be ready." Green doesn't understand why this needs to be specifically mentioned, but it doesn't hurt.

"Very well, I'll be here tomorrow." Kraft stared into Green's eyes, making sure he was getting what he meant.

Before leaving, he remembered the hall again, and a little doubt became clear.

"By the way, if you go to the sewers a lot, I have something to ask. Can moss grow in places where there is no light? ”

"Is that okay? Isn't moss supposed to grow in a dark place? ”

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