After some searching, the soldiers' mood went from nervous to anticipatory to gradually disappointed. However, just as they were about to give up, a soldier suddenly exclaimed, and his voice echoed through the empty basement, attracting everyone's attention.

"White Night, come and see! There's a hidden passage here! The soldier pointed excitedly to the ground, his fingers tapping lightly on a seemingly ordinary stone brick.

When Bai Ye heard this, he immediately led everyone around. They crouched down and took a closer look at the stone brick. I saw that the edges of the stone bricks were a little loose and seemed to be able to move. Bai Ye stretched out his hand and carefully pushed the stone bricks, and sure enough, the stone bricks slowly slid to the side, revealing the opening of a black hole.

"Looks like we've found a clue." Bai Ye whispered, his eyes glinting with excitement.

The soldiers approached the hole and lit it up with flashlights. I saw that the passage was extremely narrow and could only accommodate one person. They looked at each other, both with determined expressions on their faces.

"Let's go one by one, being careful not to touch the walls on either side." Bai Ye commanded, and he took the lead in standing in front of the entrance of the cave, ready to enter the passage.

The soldiers lined up one by one and began this expedition full of unknowns. They climbed cautiously, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble due to a moment of negligence. The passage was dark and damp, and there was an indescribable aura in the air, which made people feel a little oppressive.

However, the soldiers did not deter from this. They encouraged each other to move forward step by step. In the darkness, the light of the flashlight became their only guide.

After dozens of minutes, the soldiers suddenly felt that the space in front of them had become spacious. They quickened their pace, and in a few moments they were out of the passage. They exclaimed in amazement at what they saw before them, only to see that they came to a botanical garden that looked abandoned for many years.

The botanical garden, which has been abandoned for many years, is like an island forgotten by time, standing quietly in this forgotten corner of the world. From a distance, its outline appears mottled and blurred in the dim sunlight, as if covered in a thick layer of dust.

The exterior walls of the botanical garden have long since lost their former brilliance. What was once a white wall is now mottled, and the traces of time have left a deep imprint on it. The walls are covered with vines and weeds, which grow unchecked, eroding the otherwise neat walls beyond recognition. The moss in the corner of the wall silently declares the desolation and loneliness here.

The gate has long been rusted, and the paint on the iron gate has long since peeled off, revealing the rusty iron sheet inside. The lock on the door is long gone, and only the hollow keyhole remains, as if to tell the story of the past glory and the current decline of this place.

Walking into the botanical garden, a desolate atmosphere comes to your face. The path in the garden has long been covered with weeds and dead branches, and with every step, you can feel the crisp sound of dead branches breaking under your feet. The trees on both sides are tall and straight, but their branches and leaves have long since withered yellow, as if silently telling the vicissitudes and sorrows here.

The flower beds in the garden have long lost their brightness and vitality. The flowers that once bloomed are now desolate with their dry branches and broken petals, scattered among the dirt. The edges of the flower beds are also encroached upon by wild grasses, which grow unscrupulously, eroding the otherwise neat flower beds beyond recognition.

The path in the garden is winding and deep, as if it leads to an endless distance. The plants on both sides of the path have long lost their former vigor and vitality, and they stand quietly, as if waiting for something. Occasionally, a bird or two flies through the treetops and makes a few crisp calls, adding a touch of life to this dead botanical garden.

The lake in the distance, once sparkling, is now nothing but a patch of dry dirt. The willow trees by the lake, which were originally graceful and colorful, now only have bare branches, swaying in the wind, looking extremely desolate.

The entire botanical garden, like a ruin forgotten by time, quietly tells the glory of the past and the decline of the present. Every corner of it is full of desolation and loneliness, which makes people feel sorry and sad.

However, in this seemingly lifeless botanical garden, there are some subtle vitality hidden. Some tenacious plants, growing in the cracks, they are dwarf, but they are full of life. They use their existence to prove the strength and tenacity of life.

Sunlight shines through the sparse foliage and sprinkles on the soil, creating dappled light and shadow. The breeze brings a hint of coolness, but also brings an indescribable tranquility and peace. In this desolate botanical garden, time seems to become slow and long, giving people the opportunity to calm down and feel the charm of nature and the rhythm of life.

Bai Ye and the others stood at the entrance of the botanical garden, and everywhere they looked, they were desolate and dilapidated. But instead of being intimidated by what they saw, they were drawn to the mysterious aura that emanated from the ruins. They know that although this place may seem desolate, it hides many secrets that no one knows. They decide to dig deeper, to find the clues and truths that are hidden in the depths.

Although this botanical garden has been abandoned for a long time, you can still vaguely see the prosperity of the past. Tall trees stand tall in the sky, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are dotted in between. However, due to the long period of untending, many plants have withered and withered, leaving only bare branches and decayed leaves.

The soldiers looked around excitedly, illuminating every corner with flashlights in their hands, looking for possible clues. Hakuya also carefully observed his surroundings, trying to find some useful information from them.

"It seems like no one has been here for a long time." A soldier lamented, his voice echoing through the empty botanical garden.

"yes, but there's definitely a secret here that we're looking for." The other soldier affirmed, his eyes full of anticipation.

Bai Ye nodded, he agreed with the soldier. He knew that they were not far from revealing the secret. He looked around and suddenly noticed a dilapidated hut in the distance. The walls of the hut were covered with vines, and the doors and windows were in tatters. However, it was this cottage that caught the attention of White Night.

"Come with me, that hut might have a clue." As he spoke, Bai Ye led the soldiers towards the hut. The rustle of their footsteps on the dead branches and leaves adds a touch of life to this deserted botanical garden.

The soldiers followed closely behind Bai Ye, their hearts filled with anticipation and curiosity. They knew that what they were going to face next could be the key to uncovering the secret.

As they approached, the outline of the hut became clearer. They could see that the walls of the hut were covered with vague handwriting and patterns, as if telling a forgotten history.

In the depths of the botanical garden, a dilapidated hut stands quietly, as if forgotten by time in a corner of time. The walls of the hut are covered with vague handwriting and patterns, which are like a dusty history, silently telling the glory and vicissitudes of the past.

The handwriting on the walls has long lost its original color, leaving only faint traces. They are deep or shallow, long or short, some crooked, some neat and clear. Some of these handwriting seem to be poems, some seem to be some kind of symbol, and some seem to be random graffiti. They are intertwined to form a unique picture that makes one ponder.

The pattern is even more mysterious. They are presented in a variety of shapes and lines, some resembling ancient totems, others resembling mystical symbols, and others resembling abstract depictions of natural landscapes. These patterns are intricate or simple, symmetrical or irregular, and they are combined in a unique way, as if to tell an untold story.

A closer look at the handwriting and patterns reveals a strong sense of history. They seem to contain some deep meaning, waiting to be interpreted by someone who is destined to interpret them. Those vague handwriting seem to tell a forgotten past, and those mysterious patterns seem to show an ancient culture or belief.

As the light changes, the handwriting and patterns take on a different look. In the early morning sun, they appear soft and hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of mist; In the afternoon, the sun shines obliquely on the walls, and the outlines of the handwriting and patterns become clear, as if given life; And when night falls, the moonlight shines on the walls, and these handwritings and patterns become mysterious and profound, as if telling an ancient legend.

The walls of the cottage are filled with stories and traces of history. They may have once been a smooth and smooth wall, but with the passage of time and the erosion of time, they have become mottled and full of traces of time. These traces are the marks left by time and the witnesses of history.

Those blurred handwriting may be the scribbles of an ancient, the improvisation of a poet, or the meticulous depictions of a painter. They may have once been clearly recognizable, but as the years go by, the wind and rain erode, they gradually become blurred. However, it is precisely this ambiguity that makes them more hazy and beautiful, and people can't help but fall into infinite reverie.

The mysterious patterns are even more fascinating. They may represent an ancient faith, a mystical ritual, or a cultural symbol. These patterns, which may have once been bright and eye-catching, have now lost their original color, leaving only black and white outlines. However, it is this contrast between black and white that gives them a deeper connotation and makes people want to explore the stories behind them.

Standing in front of the walls of the hut, it is as if you can hear the echoes of history. Those vague handwriting and mysterious patterns seem to tell a forgotten history. They have witnessed the changes of this land, and also witnessed the rise and fall of human civilization. They are wordless tellers, using their existence to tell stories that have been buried by time.

In this quiet and mysterious hut, the handwriting and patterns on the walls become a unique sight. Although they are vague and mysterious, they are full of historical charm and cultural connotations. They make people fall into deep thought, and they also make people full of awe and curiosity about this land and the human civilization on this land.

Soldiers pulled out flashlights and cameras to record these possible clues.

"These things. What does it mean, find it out for me, do you hear it? ”

Standing in front of the hut, White Night carefully observed the handwriting and patterns on the walls. His brow furrowed, as if pondering the implications of the clues. Suddenly, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to have discovered some important information.

"If you look at it, the patterns and the text seem to be related to the mural in the basement." Bai Ye pointed to the wall and said, his voice full of excitement.

When the soldiers heard this, they rushed forward. They carefully compared the patterns on the walls with the murals in the basement and found that there were indeed striking similarities between the two. This led them to speculate that there might be some kind of mysterious connection between this botanical garden and the basement.

"Looks like we're on the right track." One of the soldiers said excitedly, a smile on his face as he danced excitedly.

"Yes, the next thing we have to do is to continue to look for clues and uncover this secret, there must always be something important behind all this, something that we don't want to be known, something that we can't understand and can't conclude, that's why we have to look for it all the time, because as long as we keep looking, the road will continue to grow under our feet, that's it." Another soldier added, a determined glint in his eyes.

"Yes, let's do it! Let's do it together! Don't be lazy! ”

White Night nodded, he knew they still had a long way to go. However, he also believes that as long as they persevere, the truth of this secret will be revealed one day.

In this way, the soldiers continued to search for clues in the botanical garden. They dig through the soil with the tools in their hands, looking for objects that may be buried; They climb up to the treetops and observe their surroundings; They even dive into ponds, looking for secrets that may be hidden underwater.

Although the process was arduous and full of unknowns, the soldiers did not give up. With their sweat and hard work, they approached the secret hidden underground step by step.

Over time, they gradually uncovered some useful clues. These clues may not be complete, but they provide important directions for them to uncover their secrets. They know that if they keep trying, they will one day find that secret hidden in the depths of the botanical garden.

During the long search, the soldiers not only exercised their will and perseverance, but also gained valuable friendship and team spirit. They know that no matter what difficulties and challenges they face, as long as they unite and support each other, they will be able to overcome everything.

And Bai Ye also showed excellent leadership and decision-making in the process

(End of chapter)