On the soil in front of the building door, there is a trace extending to the back hill, which was left by someone dragging something.
Baiyan Cave has a rare natural environment in Feng Shui.
Originally, the temperature difference between day and night is huge in the grassland and desert, but it is not obvious here.
The temperature and humidity are both higher.
In addition, the special ingredients in the soil have a natural preservation effect on the corpse. , most of the corpses of the dead have corpse hair like bird feathers, and it is unlikely that there will be another place like this in the world.
It is precisely because of the unique soil that the gaps between soil particles are large, so the soil is relatively loose and soft, making the drag marks on the ground very obvious.
When we first arrived at the main building of the institute, we had not seen this trace.
No need to ask, Lao Yangpi must have dragged the yellow leather copper box into the mountains.
Although the copper box was not big, it had to be carried for a long time.
It will still be very difficult to walk.
He dragged the steel box into the corpse cave.
God knows what he will do next.
Ding Sitian always thinks of the good in everything.
She thinks that maybe Lao Yangpi wants to find a place to destroy the dangerous soul summoning box so as not to cause trouble in the world.
Before I saw the old sheepskin, I couldn't make a conclusion, so I just said I hope so, and then the three of them followed the trace up the mountain.
The numb and itchy feeling on my and the fat man’s hands was getting unbearable, but we didn’t dare to scratch it.
Water would flow when we touched it, and we had to inhale in pain.
I was afraid that Ding Sitian would be worried or blame her for causing us harm, so I didn’t dare to tell her about being poisoned, so I had to endure it, but I really couldn’t say that I could survive this situation. when.
But what makes me most gratified is that I finally saved Ding Sitian's life.
Seeing that her body and spirit are much better, the pressure in my heart has also been reduced a lot, and I walked into the door behind the research building with all my energy. hills.
I don't know if this hillside is caused by landslides or artificial blasting operations.
It shows a cross-section of the mountain.
All the large and small caves in the belly of the mountain are exposed.
There is a cave entrance supported by a huge stone man and stone beast.
It is the largest among the many caves.
Like a big black mouth, if you want to go deep into the cave, this huge mouth-like cave is the only way.
We helped each other and walked into the cave.
Inside, the will-o'-the-wisps were phosphorescent and the scenery was vaguely visible, but it was not completely dark.
There are no forks in the cave, it is extremely high and wide, the stone walls are shady and cool, and the evil wind in the deepest part of the cave makes people hairy.
About two hundred steps away, there is a deep stepped cave the size of four or five football fields.
The square earth platforms around it go down layer by layer, forming an inverted pyramid shape.
Judging from the various tools and lighting facilities left inside, this cave is It is a large-scale excavation operation site, but the area is too big.
I was worrying about how to follow the traces left by Lao Yangpi, when suddenly Ding Sitian, who was following me, swayed, vomited a mouthful of black blood, and collapsed to the ground.
Ding Sitian suddenly vomited out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground.
Fatty and I panicked and hurriedly helped her sit down against the wall.
We thought that the anaconda poison in her had been suppressed by Shugongxiang, but unexpectedly, Vomited black blood again.
I felt very uneasy and wondered whether I had taken too much medicine or whether it had no detoxification effect at all and only delayed the onset of toxicity.
But Ding Sitian struggled to stand up and continue to look for Lao Yangpi: "It doesn't matter.
I just feel a little stuffy in my heart.
I feel better after vomiting this blood.
I will be fine after a while.
Bayi, what are you and Xiaopang doing?"
What kind of antidote was given to me?
Why do I feel the ambiguity in my mouth?"
As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily and started to move forward.
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I saw that she was barely holding on, and it was difficult to judge her physical condition at the moment.
Vomiting black blood was definitely not a good sign, but Ding Sitian was very stubborn, so I had no choice but to help her and continue walking forward.
She asked her what she was eating.
What kind of antidote was it?
Naturally, he didn’t dare to tell her the truth that what he was eating was the fleshy lumps from the specimen of the great gecko.
He only said: "Liang The medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease, but medicines are poisonous.
Of course, the medicine is not as delicious as fruit candies.
Moreover, this research institute has been abandoned for many years.
Although the medicines stored in the warehouse have not deteriorated, they will inevitably be a little strange.
When we return, When we get to the pastoral area, I will tell you about the origin of this antidote, I promise you will find it interesting."
The fat man said, "Yes, I promise Chairman Mao that you will find it interesting, so before you listen to Lao Hu's story about the antidote, you'd better review Ostrovsky's How Steel Was Tempered and prepare it thoroughly." mental preparation.”
I glared at the fat man.
Fortunately, Ding Sitian didn't understand it too well.
I thought the fat man wanted her to learn from Paul Korchagin's tenacity in facing the disease, so he didn't say anything more.
I saw that her face was as golden as paper and she was struggling to walk, but I knew that it would be in vain to persuade her to stay outside the cave and wait.
This girl was too stubborn and would never look back easily when she was sure of something, so I had to let the fat man After carrying her on their back, the three of them walked deeper into the cave to look for the missing old sheepskin.
There are flickering lights everywhere in the heart of the mountain, like will-o'-the-wisps or ores.
Through these many star-like lights, we can roughly make out the outline of this huge excavation site.
The ground that has been dug up layer by layer is distributed in a ladder shape.
It is difficult to see what is in the deepest part from the outside.
However, in each layer of loess above, there are some corpse limbs exposed, some with half a head exposed, and some with an arm exposed. , they have not been dug out from the soil, almost all of them have become feathers, and the hair of each corpse is fluttering, as if they will crawl out of the soil at any time.
Looking at the corner, you can already imagine that this excavation site used to be a mass grave.
I don’t know how many ancient corpses there are.
Probably the so-called "turtle resting place" in Feng Shui is here.
The special soil composition makes the corpse appear in a state similar to feathering, but what's the use of it?
The feathering cannot be immortalized and ascended to heaven.
So many After death, people are sincerely buried in this corpse cave, probably because of the ancient people's theory of the law of life and death.
They cannot accept the fact that people can only live once, and hope that life can continue in other forms after death.
Therefore, there are legends such as Hades and the Underworld.
If there are really undead souls after death, seeing their own I don’t know how I would feel about the corpse turning into such a weird appearance and being dug up without any respect.
The corpses were of both men and women, old and young, and they were all dressed in strange costumes, the likes of which we had never seen before.
We have seen too many grotesque corpses today.
Our nerves were a little numb, but standing in front of the excavation site where tens of thousands of people hid their corpses, looking at the countless layers of zombies, we were still a little frightened. , no wonder it is said that this ghost yamen is like an eighteenth level of hell, where a living person will be frightened to death.
In this big cave full of dead bodies, except for the three of us, there is no trace of a living person at all.
God knows what Lao Yangpi came here dragging the copper box.
We estimate that Lao Yangpi is a dead man.
There was nothing meaningful in the pile of Huangshi pit.
He probably walked deeper along the cave, so he continued walking inside along the corridor at the edge of the excavation site.
On the way, he looked around anxiously and called out Lao Yangpi's name.
Let him come back quickly.
Seeing that there was no one around, the fat man became more and more anxious.
He always subjectively believed that Lao Yangpi had surrendered to the enemy and treason.
The cave ran north-south, and walking north across a plateau was the national border.
So he asked me if I wanted to take a political offensive. , come to Wa through propaganda To understand Lao Yangpi's psychology, I thought to myself that this cave is too big, and there is no way for us blind people to find it like riding a blind horse.
Why not just follow the fat man's advice and shout first.
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If Lao Yangpi hides nearby, he might be able to persuade him.
He came out of the cave after changing his mind and nodded in agreement.
At that moment, the fat man shouted into the depths of the cave: "I'm talking about you, Lao Sheeppi, those who fight against us rely on their craftsmanship to make a living.
This is a conflict among the people.
You must not try to join the Soviet revisionists or do stupid things that are alienating the people."
Ah, that's a dead end!
Borzhlev's back You betrayed Marxism, you betrayed Leninism, you betrayed the October Revolution.
Moscow is weeping sadly, and the Monument to the Unknown Heroes is also weeping.
Don’t go all the way for two pieces of butter bread.
It doesn’t matter if you stand in the wrong team, you stand again.
Just come over here."
I really couldn't listen anymore, so I quickly stopped the fat man.
He was shouting nonsense, and his level was too low.
I was about to continue promoting the policy to Lao Yangpi for him, but I was grabbed by Ding Sitian, and she pointed He said at the foot, "Look, there is a path going down here, and there are fresh traces left by dragging heavy objects on it.
Did Grandpa Sheepskin go down from here to the depths of the excavation site?"
I lowered my head and saw that it was indeed as Ding Sitian said.
In every corner of the excavation site, there were gentle stone slopes, extending into the depths in twists and turns.
The stone slopes were all paved with stones.
They might have been buried in the ground before.
In the soil, each layer of corpses was covered with a section.
Later, they were all dug out by the Japanese.
The slope was covered with broken soil and rocks scattered in the cave.
There were traces of dragging things on the broken soil.
The wind was howling in the cave and the cool air was very clear.
If the traces on the slope were left a long time ago, It will never be as clear as it is now, indicating that the old sheepskin may not have been around for long.
The three of us were eager to get Lao Yangpi back and leave this nightmarish Baiyan Cave as soon as possible.
Seeing that we finally had a clue, we all cheered up and walked down the stone road.
At this time, the feeling of looking at the corpse hole from outside the pit was different.
It was getting lower and lower, almost clinging to the corpses in the loess section.
The stone path was quite narrow, and the body often rubbed against the edges that protruded from the soil.
The cold and lifeless touch of the dead arms and legs made people's nerves even more tense.
Even though they were scared and exhausted, no one offered to give up, and they all walked down the road.
The fat man had an engineer light board hanging on his chest to explore the way ahead.
The three of them held hands and slowly walked down the winding stone path.
After a while, I saw that as I walked downwards, the road in the middle became darker and darker. , and the deepest part looked like a huge strange mouth.
It looked gray and hazy, but it was not completely black.
It looked very unusual.
The fat man said to us: "Why is there such a big pit where dead people are buried?"
Old Shen, do you think there is something in the deepest part of this place?"
Ding Sitian said: "It's not a grave.
There are so many corpses buried here.
I'm afraid there are countless corpses underneath.
This is simply a big tomb where tens of thousands of people are buried.
I don't know how deep this big tomb is."
What should I do?"
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After saying that, she couldn't help but worry about Lao Yangpi again.
She wanted to speed up her pace, but her legs and feet were too weak to obey her orders.
If she hadn't been pulled by me and the fat man, she almost fell down again.
I felt cold sweat on her palms, and knew that she was worried and frightened.
I thought: "The Japanese devils are obviously digging deeper into this excavation site.
Is there something important underneath these layers of corpses?"
"Could it be something like this?"
I was worried that under this ancient tomb would be the legendary hell that blew out the foehn winds, so I had to be cautious.
So I told Fatty and Ding Sitian not to worry.
Even if a mouse comes out of its hole, it must be calculated first, so we must be more careful, walk slower, use our brains more, and look carefully at everything here.
If we encounter danger, It's good to have a measure of advance and retreat.
Ding Sitian agreed with my point of view.
She asked me: "Your grandfather seemed to be a Feng Shui master in the past.
You learned a lot from him.
The corpses in this big tomb are all dead and not rotten.
That's what you said."
Is it because of Feng Shui?
They shouldn’t suddenly come to life.”
I knew that she was trying to get me to give her some reason not to be afraid, so I said to her: "My grandfather's tricks are all the four olds.
Although in recent years I think what he said makes some sense, but It’s better not to take things too seriously.
“As far as I know, in addition to Feng Shui, there are many other factors that cause death.
Under the influence of bacteria, corpses usually rot, but the bacteria that cause corpses to rot need to live in a relatively humid environment with a suitable temperature.
They will not exist in cold climates or hot and dry weather, such as deserts and snowy mountains.
This kind of bacteria exists, so mummies in the desert and ice corpses on the snowy mountains will not rot.
There are also human factors.
For example, the deceased is buried in the coffin after death.
The wood of the coffin is thick and exquisite, and the material is airtight.
Lime and charcoal are placed in the coffin to prevent moisture, forming a dry and constant-temperature closed space so that bacteria cannot survive.
If moved, the corpse in the coffin will not rot easily, and may become a mummy or even a wet corpse with moisture still present.
In addition, there are some special cases, such as those who died of cholera, or who suffered from diseases during their lifetime and lost most of the water in their bodies before death.
After death, they will quickly become mummies, which are not easy to decay and disintegrate.
The shape of the mummy is shriveled, and its weight is more than half that of the newly deceased.
The skin is wrinkled and shrunk, generally black and light brown, and the hair and nails may continue to grow.
The rarest one is corpse wax.
For example, if an obese or fatty corpse is thrown into a river or buried in a saline-alkali land, corpse wax will easily form on the surface of the corpse to prevent it from decaying, because in the water flow, the corpse produces Corruption will be washed away by water.
Corruption The bacteria in the corpse will also be taken away by the water, and the fat in the corpse will turn into something like soap, slippery and greasy, called "corpse wax".
If salt and alkali invade the corpse, this greasy corpse paste will also be produced. , the corpse is wrapped in corpse wax, so it is not prone to decay.
When I was in middle school, I visited an exhibition of cadaver specimens held by the Public Security Bureau.
It was a popular science education to get rid of superstition, and I watched it with my grandfather Hu Guohua.
He said that although this exhibition is enough to popularize science and make sense, it is not comprehensive.
There are too many reasons why people do not decay after death.
Such a small exhibition cannot cover them all.
However, the special things my grandfather said, I Naturally, I didn't dare to tell Ding Sixian, so I just told her the details of the popular science exhibition, so that she no longer had to worry about the dead in the grave pretending to be dead.
However, a person with a normal imagination can easily associate with what he hears.
The more scientifically speaking, the more people will associate it with some feudal superstitious legends, especially the fat man who keeps mumbling "ghost" at inappropriate times.
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This ghost yamen is so evil, now I didn't feel anything as I walked deep, and I didn't even see a ghost.
It was just a pile of dead bodies with hair on them.
What the hell is that big of a deal?
We were so suspicious in the crematorium that we thought there was a ghost trapped there, but in fact it was.
Old Huangpizi is causing trouble.
It seems that ghosts are born from the heart and are troubled by others.
Our minds, armed with Marxism-Leninism-Mao Zedong Thought, should not believe in that set of idealist theories.
This is a shame, a shame for materialists all over the world.
But why are we fooled again and again?
It seems that the lessons of history It is not always a warning for future generations.
This is the objective law of class struggle and is not based on human will.
While the fat man was making excuses for himself, we walked in a circle to the end of the spiraling stone path.
There was a hole here, which was blocked by a pile of white round gravel, with many Oriental ghost symbols pasted on it.
The Japanese devils suspected that the Baiyan Cave was haunted.
There were similar ghost-suppressing charms in many places, including the strange structure of the incinerator, all for the purpose of warding off evil spirits.
However, the so-called haunting might just be caused by yellow skins.
The rubble wall in front of us has been torn open, and a large hole is exposed in front of us.
There is a gray light inside.
We thought that this large tomb was the lowest level.
Who would have thought that there is something deeper below?
Because of the space, we didn't dare to go in directly.
We called Lao Yangpi several times at the entrance of the cave, but got no response, so we decided to go deeper because we didn't believe that the cave had no bottom.
The fat man was still the first to clear the way.
He was carrying the Kangxi sword, calling Lao Yangpi's name, and walking in with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
I supported Ding Sitian and followed him.
After walking for more than 20 steps, the fat man suddenly stopped and whispered to us in a panic: "Lao Hu, Si Tian, it was so irresponsible of you two to say that there was nothing wrong.
Look at those things in front of you.
What" I took a few steps and looked forward, and I felt goosebumps on my body.
It was not good.
Such a large area of ancient buildings and palaces, where exactly was this place?
And there seemed to be something else in those ancient buildings.
Things are moving.
Could it be that they entered the Yama Palace by mistake: