[Stolen Pen] Wangmeng's Little Black Hole's Road to Escape

Looking at the mobile phone, he knew that it must have been thrown away not long ago. Wu Xie took the mobile phone from Wang Meng and saw that it was stained with blood. Now, this phone definitely didn’t fall from the sky.”

"Boss, open it to see if there are any clues inside." Wang Meng stood aside and took out a napkin to wipe the blood from the gloves.

Wu Xie opened the phone book of the mobile phone, and saw that there were only a few numbers in it, all of which were calls from abroad, and there was no other information. Wu Sansheng said: "No matter what, we can't find them, so we have to hurry. "Looking around, there are no clues here, and the few people had to open the way and continue walking, but Wu Xie still remembered that seeing such a modern thing in this wilderness, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit incredible. .So he asked the old man, "Has anyone else been in this wood recently besides us?"

The old man smiled at Wu Xie: "There was a group of people two weeks ago, about a dozen, and they haven't come out yet. This place is dangerous, grandpas, we still have time to turn around now." It seems that he still doesn't Hope to go into the woods.

"Isn't he just a monster?" Da Kui said, "Tell you, our little grandpa, even a thousand-year-old zombie would kowtow to him. With him around, all kinds of monsters and ghosts are fine, right?" He asked sullenly. Oil bottle, stuffy oil bottle didn't react at all, as if he was regarded as air at all.Dakui couldn't help feeling upset when he hit a snag, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Wang Meng only treats him as a child and cannot be taught.

A few people walked until it was dark, and finally arrived at their destination before four o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as I got there, I saw more than a dozen military tents that were almost in good condition. This kind of tent was of very good quality. Although it was covered with rotten leaves, the inside was still very dry and clean. There were many daily necessities in the tent. After searching casually, I only found some scattered equipment and no dead bodies, so the old man probably wasn't lying.

Several people even found a generator and several barrels of gasoline. Although the engine was wrapped in tarpaulin, most of the parts were rotten. Dakui tried to start it a few times but there was no response at all.I looked through the equipment again, but found that all the labels were torn off, not even the trademarks on the tents and their backpacks, that is to say, there is not even a single thing that can prove the identity of these people , these people should not want others to know where they come from.

A few people lit a fire in this camp, and had a simple dinner, which was regarded as a rest.The old man obviously still had a shadow over this place, while eating, he looked around vigilantly, as if he was afraid that a monster would rush out suddenly and hang him to death.

Poker bottle was eating while looking at the map. He pointed to a place on the map where the fox's face was drawn: "We must be here now."

So everyone leaned over, and he went on to say: "This is the place for offering sacrifices, and the following should be the altar for offering sacrifices. The sacrifices to be buried with him may be under here."

Wu Sansheng squatted on the ground, picked up a handful of soil, put it under his nose and smelled it, shook his head, walked a few steps, grabbed another handful, and said, "It's too deep, we need to shovel it down to see .”

Wang Meng followed them to help connect the threaded steel pipe and the shovel head. Wu Sansheng stamped a few marks on the ground with his feet, indicating that this is the position for the shovel. Dakui fixed the shovel head first, and then used a short-handled hammer When he started to shovel, Wu Sansheng put one hand on the steel pipe to feel the situation below. During the whole process, no one spoke, only the sound of "ding ding dong dong".When a total of thirteen stanzas were struck, the third uncle suddenly said, "Yes!"

So everyone hurriedly pulled up the shovels one by one, and finally brought out a pile of soil. Dakui took off the shovel head and walked to the edge of the fire to show others. Wu Xie and Wu Sanxing saw that their faces turned pale at the same time. No, even Boyouping let out an ah, Wang Meng sighed in his heart for his bad luck, he finally encountered a difficult situation after a fight.

It turned out that the soil was dripping blood-like liquid as if it had been soaked in blood.

Wu Sansheng sniffed it before sniffing it, and frowned. Both Wu Xie and Wu Sansheng had read the records about blood corpses, but Wu Xie couldn't deduce the exact situation from his grandfather's notes. But since there is blood in the mud, the tomb below must be of great importance.

"I'm afraid there may be a problem down here." Wang Meng raised his arm and commented next to Wu Xie's ear.

"How did you know there was a problem, kid?" Wu Xie turned to him and asked.

"That's right, I'm your only assistant, boss, can you not see something famous?"

"Don't be poor, now is the time to be serious." Wu Xie frowned and went to look at his third uncle, only to see Wu Sansheng lit a cigarette and said, "No matter what, let's dig it out first."

While Pan Zi and Dakui did not stop, Dakui made a few more shovels, and then handed the shovel heads to Wu Sansheng. Wu Sansheng smelled each shovel head, and started to connect the shovel holes on the ground with a trowel. After a while, the outline of the ancient tomb was drawn on the ground.

"This is called acupoint detection." Wu Xie secretly introduced to Wang Meng, "This is the basic work of a Tufuzi. Generally speaking, what looks like the top is the same as the tomb below. Very few Tufuzi will I made a mistake, but when I looked at the outline, I felt that something was wrong, most of the tombs of the Warring States period did not have underground palaces, but this one obviously has one below, and it has a brick roof, which is really unusual."

Wu Sansheng measured with his fingers, finally determined the position of the coffin, and said: "The bottom is the brick roof, I can't get it down with a shovel, so I can only mark the approximate position based on experience. This underground palace is too weird. I don't know." Where the bricks are thin, we can only drill in from the back wall according to the experience of the Song tomb. If it doesn’t work, we have to start all over again, so we have to be quicker.”

After all, Wu Sansheng has been digging burrows for more than ten years, and he is a veteran, so his speed of burrowing is extremely fast. The three whirlwind shovels flew up and down, and they went down seven or eight meters in one fell swoop, because it was in this wilderness, There was no need to make soil, so I just turned the mud outside. After a while, Dakui shouted from below: "It's done!"

Da Kui had already dug a large area under the robbery hole and cleared a large brick wall. Several people put on miner's lamps and went inside. Da Kui walked in the front, and Wang Meng followed him this time. Wang Meng hurriedly held him down: "Don't move!" Da Kui was taken aback by Wang Meng's sudden move, and was about to get angry when Poker Ping came up from behind. His eyes were extremely sharp, and Da Kui was frightened. Jump.

He stretched out two fingers, put them on the wall, and felt along the crack of the brick. After touching for a long time, he stopped and said, "There is an anti-theft interlayer inside. When moving, all the bricks have to be taken out." , you can't push it in, let alone smash it!"

Pan Zi touched the wall and said, "How could there be no cracks, how could these bricks be squeezed out?"

Poker-face was self-conscious, he touched a brick, and with a sudden force, he pulled the brick out of the wall.The clay bricks are so strong, it takes a lot of strength to pull a brick out of the wall with just two fingers.These two fingers are really not trivial.

Wang Meng pursed his lips behind him, and secretly put on his gloves that had faded halfway.

Poker-Face carefully put the brick on the ground, pointed to the back of the brick, followed the direction he pointed, and everyone saw a dark red wax wall behind it. He said: "This wall is full of alchemy. The vitriol acid used at the time, if broken, these organic strong acids will be poured on us in an instant, and it will be burned immediately without even the skin."

Poker Bottle asked Fat Kui to dig another five-meter vertical well, then took out an injection needle and a plastic tube from his bag, he connected the tube to the needle, and put the other end into the deep hole inside.Pan Zi lit the fire and burned the needle red. The oil bottle was carefully inserted into the wax wall. Immediately, the red vitrified acid flowed from the other end of the pipe into the vertical well.

Soon, the dark red wax wall turned white, and it seemed that everything inside had been wiped out. Poker-Face nodded and said, "Okay!" Everyone started moving bricks immediately.Soon, a hole was made on the wall that could allow a person to pass through. Wu Sansheng threw a fire pocket into the hole, and observed the environment inside by the light of the fire.

Several people pierced through from the north side of the tomb, and saw that the ground was a whole piece of stone slabs engraved with ancient characters. These stone slabs were arranged in a pattern similar to the gossip. There are eight ever-burning lamps, which of course have already been extinguished. In the middle of the tomb is a square tripod with four legs. The sun, moon and stars are engraved on the top of the tripod. On the south side of the tomb, facing us, there is a sarcophagus. Behind the sarcophagus is a corridor, which seems to be going downwards, and it leads to nowhere.

Wu Sanxing first probed in and smelled it, then waved his hand, and the others got in one by one.

Since Poker Bottle acted so reliable, Wu Sanxing looked at the writing on the ground and said to him: "Brother, look at these writing, can you tell who is buried here?"

Poker Bottle shook his head, but didn't say anything.

Wang Meng looked at the word for a long time with a weak light, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

It was too dark in the tomb, so several people lit up a few torches and threw them into the lamp, and the whole tomb immediately lit up.

Pan Zi was so bold that he even climbed onto the tripod, wanting to see what was inside.Suddenly, he cheered: "Master, there is a treasure here!"

Everyone quickly climbed up, and saw a headless mummy in the cauldron, its clothes were all torn, and there were some jade jewelry on the mummy, Pan Zi was not polite, took it off and took it to himself .

"This should be the torso of the people left after the sacrifices. They cut off their heads to sacrifice to heaven, and then put their bodies here to sacrifice to people. Looking at the jewelry on these people, these people should be prisoners of war. The hands of slaves are not Possibly jewelry."

Pan Zi jumped into the cauldron all of a sudden, wanting to see if there was anything underneath, but this time his speed was too fast, and it was too late for Poker Face to stop him.

Wang Meng muttered inwardly that it was not good, and hurriedly turned to look at the stone coffin, only to find that fortunately there was no response, so he was relieved.

Wu Sansheng scolded: "You boy, this tripod is used for offering sacrifices, you go down because you want to be a sacrifice?"

Pan Zi chuckled inside the tripod, "Third Master, I'm not Da Kui, don't scare me," he said, taking out a big jade bottle from inside the tripod, "Look, there are so many good things, we might as well Turn this cauldron over to see what else is there?"

Wang Meng's actions have already made him feel agitated. This is disrespectful to the owner of the tomb, but that Pan Zi was fascinated by the treasure in the tripod for a while, and he couldn't see the crowd at all. change in expression.

"Don't mess around, come out!" Wu Sansheng hurriedly shouted, he saw that Poker Fing's face had turned pale, and his eyes were fixed on the stone coffin, knowing that something might happen.

At this time, Wu Xie heard the sound of "clack" and turned his head to hear it, and couldn't help but feel chills. The sound didn't come from the coffin, but it came from the stuffy oil bottle. Could it be that the stuffy oil bottle has something question?

At first, Wu Xie thought that Poker-Face was trying to scare him, but seeing Poker-Face's expression and behavior, he immediately denied this conjecture.He only heard the sound of "clucking" from the Poker Bottle, but he didn't see his mouth move. Wu Xie looked at him, feeling so cold in his heart, he thought that it couldn't be done, could it be that Poker Bottle is an Infernal Affairs rice dumpling?

Wu Sanxing saw that his expression was so terrifying, he pulled Pan Zi out.Suddenly, Poker Bottle became silent.There was no sound in the tomb room, and after an unknown period of time, the coffin board suddenly turned upwards and began to shake violently.Then there was a gloomy and chilling sound from the stone coffin. Wu Xie suddenly remembered that the sound was very similar to what was described in his grandfather's notes, it was almost like the sound of a frog.

Seeing this scene, the timid Da Kui was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. Wu Xie was so frightened that his feet went limp. After all, Wu Sanxing was a person who had seen some worldly experiences. Although his feet trembled, he didn't fall down.

After the Poker Bottle heard the sound, his face was very ugly, he knelt down on the ground, and smacked his head heavily at the coffin.Wang Meng at the side said in a low voice: "Kneel down!" Hearing this, several people hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed like that stuffy oil bottle.

After the Poker Bottle kowtowed heavily, he raised his head and made a series of strange noises, as if he was reciting some spell, which he couldn't understand at all.Wu Sansheng broke out in a cold sweat when he saw it, and said softly, "Isn't he talking to it?" Everyone knew what it meant, and everyone didn't speak, they just thought it was weird.

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