At that moment, countless thoughts flowed into my mind, and finally all of them were turned into one sentence-

I'm going to die.

God climbed the road, crawled and crawled to find a pair of human legs in front of him!

If you change someone, you have to be scared directly!

My heart was beating wildly, and I was horrified, and I was strangely calmed down, and although my breathing was still very short, I still tried to be as calm and comprehensive as possible to observe the scene in front of me.

I just said that it was a pair of human legs, but it is not accurate.

Because there was a white skeleton in front of it.

The light was dim, and from my direction, the corpse's thigh bones and soles were the most noticeable.

The sole was clearly a man's foot size, a size over forty.

The old rubber soles of the cloth shoes have been yellowed and half peeled off, and the corners are faintly army green, which looks really old.

This man...

It's like my current posture, head down, suffocating here!?

I was startled, and I felt the rope around my waist suddenly exert force, dragging me towards the hole behind me.

In my panic, I exerted all my strength on all fours, and only tore off one of the shoes of the corpse in front of me and held it in my hand.

Uncle Zhou is worthy of being a man of strength, and he pulled me out of this downward pit almost all the way.

Although it was very violent, and I couldn't use my strength at all in the process, and my limbs wore out all the way on the ground, it was very effective.

I crawled for only five or six minutes, and Uncle Zhou only took about a minute to pull me out of the hole.

Almost the moment I came out of the small pothole, I gasped for breath, and Uncle Zhou was terrified when he saw me like this:

"What's the matter, what's up ahead, why are you screaming so loudly?! Finally...... Huh! Why do you still have the sole of your foot in this hand?! ”

My face was also very ugly, looking at the shoes in my hand, perhaps because the movement was too big just now, the rubber soles liberation shoes, there was a foot that had turned into white bones.

After a long time, I said:

"There's never been one way in this hole."

Uncle Zhou was quite incredulous when he heard this, and I continued:

"I thought about it just now, how could there be a hole that is dug so much at a downward slope..."

"This road should have been opened later, and there is a ...... in this fork in the road"

I waved the bone shoe in my hand:

"Dead inside."

Uncle Zhou looked left and right, quite incredible:

"What is this man doing here, how can he suffocate himself in a hole? He also came to dig the mud and burn the kiln...? ”

I asked this question as if I knew everything.

I shook my head, and then I realized that both of my knees and elbows were worn to varying degrees, but I didn't want to give up so easily.

After thinking about it, I shoved the bone shoes into my backpack and walked into another mine.

This time, Uncle Zhou grabbed me, gave me a look, and entered the pit on the left without hesitation.

This tunnel can obviously be seen to be safer than the other, from time to time you can see that the weak points are supported by wood, and even some bends can be seen crookedly, written in traditional Chinese stroke by stroke:

'Stay safe'

The two of us leaned over and squatted forward for a while, and Uncle Zhou's obviously relaxed voice came from the front:

"This should be the right way, I also see a hammer here."

"It should be left by the people who mined mud here before......"

Uncle Zhou suddenly stopped, I didn't notice it for a while, and hit him directly on the back, seeing that he was stunned, and he didn't cry out in pain, I looked past him.

Ahead is the end of the road.

A large and spacious platform, perhaps two or three meters high, is long and wide enough to accommodate a dozen people working at the same time.

There is nothing special about the platform, except for a few tools for digging into the mud on it.

What was special was a pit in the middle of the platform, and—

It's densely packed inside...... Bones!

I was taken aback, and let a cool air run through my chest, and it took me a long time to regain the ability to perceive from my feet, and I barely managed to walk forward.

There was the sound of Uncle Zhou sitting on the ground behind me, I didn't pay attention to it, but reached out tremblingly, and stroked some bones in the pit, before I said in a trembling voice:

"Baby, the bones here are all the bones of babies!"

As far as the eye can see, there are hundreds, thousands.

In the eyes, they are all shocked.

There was a moment of blankness in my mind, barely turning:

"For, why ......."

The hot pain in my body seemed to reach my chest, and an evil fire in my heart was almost bursting out:

"How can there be so many corpses of small children!!"

How could it be an accident that so many bones of babies of almost the same size, and all of them were discarded here like garbage!

What is it?! What is it?!

Cult!?

The thought flashed through my head, and I almost knocked down all the tool shelves on the platform in one gulp, trying to find out if there were any traces of sacrifice.

Not here, not here.....

Where the hell is it?

In the midst of the fall, I turned around, and by inertia my foot kicked a wooden barrel containing something, which did not sink, and immediately fell to the ground.

A sticky, fishy smell hits your face.

I looked at the contents of the bucket and felt a little creepy.

It took a long time to run into the corner and retch.

It's mud!

It's a child's bones!

This place was not built for sacrifice!

Several pieces of information that I had previously ignored came to mind, but now it became clear and clear.

Why was there a rumor that the back mountain was haunted, crying and screaming, and why would those people give up the big gold mine of the Houshan bowl kiln.

It turns out that the clay of this burning bowl was mixed with the blood of a baby!

Uncle Zhou obviously also saw the movement on my side, looked at the wooden barrel for a while, and finally cried:

"Those who kill a thousand knives, these who kill a thousand knives!"

"I said that no matter how I dig all over the mountains, I can't burn the bowl, so that's it, that's how it is!!"

"You killed a lot of dolls !! these brutes"

I felt sick to my stomach again, and I vomited several times until there was nothing left in my stomach, and then I barely held on to the wall and stood up straight.

But this buttress, I immediately noticed that something was wrong.

The walls weren't cold rocks to the touch, they were sticky, and I put the lamp I had just taken off from vomiting back and looked at my hand.

Dark red, fishy, and mixed with a clear white liquid of unknown origin, all over the hands.

Even, there are several soft, delicate ..... among them Lanugo?!

At that moment, I just felt like my blood was slowly freezing.

I could only stiffen and look up inch by inch.

On top of the wall, there was blood that had been piling up for an unknown amount of time.

Further up, a baby girl with her hair hidden from her face hangs upside down on the stone wall of the cave.

Pus and blood, saliva, mixed with her hair, were dripping down in a steady stream.

Further up, at the top of the pothole—

Densely, hundreds of red eyes stared at me.