Where do tomb robbers meet in their lives?

After a short break, we continued to move stones. This process lasted for about an hour, and we finally dug a hole that people could climb out of.Wu Xie first crawled over with the flashlight in his hands, explored for a while, and said happily: "It's the same as I thought, there is a road here, the terrain is similar to when we came here, there are many caves passing through, there is still hope for going out. I'll help you over here."

I reached out and held his palm with some hesitation: "Liang Shuang...what should I do?"

Liang Shuang was still surprisingly quiet.During this period, I carefully used the flashlight to look through the gap several times, and found that he was just resting on the rock.His side is a dead end, and he can tell with his own eyes that he can't dig it out.Even if the two of us can go out, it will take several days to bring someone in to help him. His situation is very bad.

Wu Xie smiled wryly: "Do we have any other options now? There is only one way in front of us, and we have to go out as soon as possible before making plans."

I thought about it for a while, so I let go of Wu Xie's hand and turned back, leaning against the boulder and said to Liang Shuang, "Hey, hey, we have dug a way out. You wait here first, we will go out as soon as we go out." Coming to you. Probably... not too soon, but I'll be back."

I saw that the kid didn't respond, and turned around to leave, when I heard a voice behind me: "Then I'll wait for you to come back. Also, I'll give you a suggestion, when you go out, look forward and don't look down."

I heard him say this with a usual smile, and I couldn't figure out whether he was deliberately teasing or telling the truth, so I could only respond with a cold snort, and I went back by myself, and drilled out through the small hole.

Wu Xie was right, we were indeed standing in a labyrinth-like tunnel environment extending in all directions.It seems that going out will have to rely on some luck.But Father Wu is not ignorant of this kind of landform, relying on the knowledge he had acquired during his university years, he led me along the way.

After I told him what Liang Shuang said, I regretted it a bit.After getting along with Father Wu for a long time, I gradually mastered some of his temper.Although this guy is not very courageous, his curiosity is definitely the strongest among us.I said that Liang Shuang told us not to look at our feet, but who knew that he started to care about this matter, looking at our feet occasionally while walking with a flashlight.

Gradually, I was also driven by him, and looked down at my feet nervously.

In the end, the two of us played with flashlights, and spent most of the time focusing on our feet.As I walked, I said, "Wu Xie, do you think Liang Shuang is playing tricks on us? There are gravels and nothing under his feet."

Wu Xie looked left and then right: "Your own cousin came to ask me. I thought he was the most reliable among these people, but I didn't expect him to trick me in the end."

I "sighed" for a moment: "I'm the same as you. God knows what kind of nerves he has - oh, yes! Do you think he will pretend to be a fat man... It doesn't matter if you are fat?"

"I've thought about this problem before, don't worry. As I said before, the fat man has a hunting knife on his waist. If he really does something to the fat man, he will definitely use his hunting knife to imitate it more like it." Bring it with you to paralyze us. Not now, most likely he didn't do anything to the fat man."

"Oh," I thought it made sense, and I was a little relieved, "But I was also wondering before, how did he change his makeup to look like a fat man? No, it's not a change of makeup, it's like plastic surgery. Our family didn't How did Xie Xiaojiu manage to do that? Another thing is very weird, it was too thrilling and I forgot to mention it. Just now in the coffin, I, I seem to have met two little brothers."

I told him all these things right away. To my surprise, he didn't show much surprise. After I finished speaking calmly, Father Wu sighed strangely.

"I didn't want to tell you this at first, so that you wouldn't be scared. But since this matter has involved your family, I think I should explain it to you. Xiao Jin, I told you not to be afraid, but this place hides with a very big secret."

As soon as I heard his words, I immediately had mixed feelings in my heart.Secrets, yes, there must be secrets in this place, and not only here, even the people who come here also have their own secrets.

"I can feel it even if you don't tell me. Tell me, what is it?" At this time, it is impossible to push everything to my elder brother. I can only show the courage to face everything. Fortunately, Dad Wu is still there. by my side.

He paused for a few seconds, as if he was sorting out his thoughts: "Actually... Huh?" I saw that Wu Xie stopped walking all of a sudden, and the flashlight was consciously directed at a certain place, and he also looked towards the focal point of the light, so he couldn't help but "Huh." "A little bit.

"Why is there a mural here?"

He and I approached the stone wall, squatted down, and took a closer look with the flashlight.

"Hey, it's not a mural. Look at Wu Xie. The painting on the wall looks like an airplane. Look below, what's buried in the pile of stones." Wu Xie stopped. "Let me do it." He handed me the flashlight, and went to clean up the stones covering the lower part of the graffiti on the stone wall. After throwing away a few pieces, a piece of tattered fabric was exposed.

I leaned back uncomfortably, and saw him push away some of the buried stones,

Pulling the piece of cloth, a rotten human hand was revealed.I took a deep breath, turned my head away, sorted out my mood, and then turned to face it again.

With a heavy heart, Wu Xie and I observed for a while, and found that this person must have been crushed under a boulder, trying to climb out, but finally died of exhaustion.I looked at the aisle we were in, and at the skeleton man, and I couldn't help but sigh, he was only a few meters short of the road, and he really only missed it.

When I was sighing at the side, Wu Xie had already moved away the surrounding gravel, and soon a corpse appeared in front of our eyes.The degree of decay of this corpse is quite high. It should have been killed a few years ago. Judging from his clothes, he should be a man with a string of amulets hanging around his neck. According to Father Wu, he was basically an upside-down man.I suddenly remembered what Liang Shuang said, patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, and swallowed hard: "It seems that my Liang Shuang knows a lot."

Hey, this kid looks harmless, so he might have hurt someone too.But judging by his appearance just now, it is quite possible that he will really kill people.But when did you degenerate to such an extent!I grew up with him, could it be that all I saw were illusions?But how could a rigid and serious person like my second uncle raise such a son?

"Liang Jin..."

I grabbed Wu Xie's wrist and tremblingly said, "Liang Shuang can't kill someone!"

Wu Xie was taken aback, and then patted me on the back comfortingly: "Xiao Jin, don't think about it, I don't think this person was killed by someone, he should be killed by these falling rocks. Maybe Liang Shuang just We know that there is only one person buried here. Let's look around for any clues to see who he is."

I heard what he said and thought it made sense, so I calmed down a little, and followed Wu Xie to search around.Soon we dug out a tattered backpack, the contents of which were basically turned into dross.Wu Xie fumbled in the backpack for a while, and found a notebook from the interlayer.

Wu Xie carefully held the notebook that was about to fall apart, and opened the rotten and mushy cover of unknown texture, revealing blue ballpoint pen writing inside. I saw that it was a diary.We looked at each other, and we got together in a tacit understanding, and Wu Xie looked through it.

The paper of the notebook is very strong, and the quality is not bad. The handwriting on it varies from neat to scribbled, but it is obviously a person's handwriting, which is a bit naive. It seems that he is not a person who is often used to writing records. The earliest date is written It was three years ago.

"Today we got a copy of that case..."

It started with such a nonsensical sentence.

Wu Xie is more patient than me, and he is not in a hurry to browse back, but reads carefully on the first page. I don't want to rush him, so I can only sit next to him and read it with him.

The owner of the diary seems to be very concerned about a medical record. We read a few lines before realizing that it is something similar to a psychiatric appraisal.

"...Whether it was a stress disorder was unclear at the time. It seemed that there were some special circumstances in it. What happened at that time was only mentioned in a few records in the file, and it was more of a description of the patient's condition. From the reaction at that time Look, it’s more serious, it must have been greatly stimulated, so she showed that she tried to avoid all the activities, places, and characters that prompted her to remember..." It should be that he excerpted some judgments from the case, and the reading is quite boring .

"Aloofness from others with mild affective limitations (e.g., inability to sense concern, inability to express fear) and moderate reactive disturbances of consciousness (e.g., dazed or in a state of "emotional shock"), induced by unknown stimuli Episodic mania with aggressive behavior... Controlled after a period of treatment and a small amount of medication..."

I looked at it and said, "What's the situation with this person? A psychiatrist in the Dao Dou world? And the guy who wrote it seems to be very sick."

Wu Xie was also quite confused. She skipped a long section of the case description and turned a few pages later: "It's strange, why did you write all these things. It's not bad for him to be patient after copying so much. But does it have anything to do with this fight?" ?”

Then he turned a page and stopped.

On this page of the notebook, a photo of a child was pasted, and two lines of small words were written next to the photo with a blue ballpoint pen.

"The patient, Liang Jin, is four years old, and the stress disorder has not been determined."

"The situation was unknown at the time of the incident, and it was impossible to get clues about Liang Zhenqing from Liang Jin."

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