Before we could figure out what to make of the faces in the darkness, there was a terrible cracking sound in the dome above us.
I saw the body hanging in mid-air and a large amount of sand and stones covering the stone chamber in an instant.
I instinctively pushed Shirey Yang and Fatty to climb quickly towards the exit.
Since I couldn't run upright, I had to use my hands and feet.
I kept crawling and rolling.
I looked back at the collapsing cave from time to time, wishing I could have more pairs of feet.
"The road ahead is blocked."
Shirey Yang knelt in the corridor.
The road in front of her was already blocked by dirt.
The fat man dug his shovel into the soil and dug out desperately.
His few shovels are undoubtedly a drop in the bucket compared to the constantly collapsing gravel.
I quickly scanned my surroundings, looking for a way out.
But the road ahead has been blocked, and we are still at least thirty or forty meters away from the ground.
"Go back and let's go back to the stone room" "You're stupid."
The fat man stared.
His face was covered with blood and mud, and he almost went crazy.
"That damn place has collapsed.
If you go back, you will die."
"Do you feel it?
The ground continues to shake.
The only rock structure in the entire cave is there.
If even the rock foundation cannot withstand this collapse, then we will only die in the tunnel."
There is no more dark stone room.
It seems that the impact of the first landslide on it has ended.
Fortunately, the escape route was not blocked.
This collapse mainly damaged two places.
One is the entrance when we came.
According to Fatty’s field inspection, it is difficult to clear a passage with the tools in our hands alone; the second place is the one with an interlayer Fortunately, the cave itself is still safe for the time being, and the part that collapsed just now was just a fault hiding the body.
After the collapse, the corpse that had given us a headache for a long time finally revealed its true identity in Lushan.
"It's so rotten that I can't recognize his face.
Judging from his body shape, he must be a man."
The fat man sat on the rock and observed it for a while, and then asked me, "Do you think this kid deliberately harmed us and even wanted to support us when he died?"
"There is always a reason for the dead man to cause trouble.
We have never even seen him, so don't make random guesses."
I looked at the man's body that was crushed to pieces by the rocks, and I couldn't bear it.
"Why do I feel that the landslide has anything to do with us?"
Related, could it be that something was penetrated when digging the mezzanine?"
"Nonsense, just a few shovels can dig up the mountain."
The fat man dismissed it.
"Then dig a road for me.
It doesn't have to be far, just go straight to the old Beijing Railway Station."
Because we couldn't find a way out for a while, the tattered corpse on the ground became the focus of our research.
"Don't you think it's strange?
There is only one corpse in the mezzanine.
Where did so much blood come from?"
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Shiry Yang fiddled with the stones on the ground, trying to find the answer from the covered rock crevices.
"It's hard to say.
The top has collapsed.
Maybe other corpses were pressed deeper.
We only saw this unlucky child."
I randomly picked up an irregular white fragment and looked at it several times, but I still couldn't tell what it was.
I took two more steps and found that the cave was littered with such plastic fragments, a total of about ten pieces, large and small.
It probably fell from the mezzanine together with the body.
"Plastic, it's worthless."
The fat man dropped the pieces in his hand in disappointment, "This guy is so shabby, he was buried with plastic."
"This is a water storage tank."
Shiry Yang found a relatively complete fragment from somewhere.
I took it and took a look, and it turned out to be a household bucket that I often use in daily life.
Judging from the number of plastic fragments present, there were at least four or five such barrels.
It's hard to imagine what a normal person would do with a pile of useless buckets in such a barren armadillo cave.
The most crucial point is this: this man is dead now, his body lies before us, and we know nothing about him except these buckets.
The claustrophobic environment made time extremely difficult.
In order to lighten the atmosphere, I never mentioned the face I saw before, and instead started thinking about how to find other exits.
I suggested, "Maybe we can find clues from this dead man."
"Damn it," the fat man said in confusion, "He's just a useless person.
If he was really capable, he wouldn't die in such a horrible place."
"Did you notice that there was no blood at the entrance when we came in.
There were no clues until the corner in front of the grotto."
"It seems that there is such a thing.
So what?"
"There are two possibilities.
First, this person was injured on the way into the Armadillo Cave, so there was no blood stains along the way.
Second, he was already injured when he entered the cave."
"Speak slowly, I'm a little confused.
Since there are injuries on the body and the amount of bleeding is extraordinary, why can't we see it?"
"This is the second possibility that Old Hu said," Shiry Yang suddenly said, "This person came in from other places, and there is a secret passage in the cave."
"Yes, this grotto is not the end for him, but the starting point.
He was injured and entered the Armadillo Cave for some reason.
When he reached the corner, he was too injured to move, so he turned back again, and finally Died in the cave."
"But when we came in, there were traces of smoke at the entrance, which shows that someone has been in and out of this cave repeatedly.
If not him, who else could it be?"
"We don't know this, but this person who comes and goes in the cave may be the reason why he can't leave.
As for the specific situation, there is no need to study further.
What we need is the location of the secret passage.
This may be our The only hope of getting out alive right now.”
"What if?"
Shirey Yang hesitated.
I knew what she wanted to say, so I quickly interrupted, "There is no if.
Look for clues from the corpse first.
No one would run into the barren mountains with four or five buckets for no reason.
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There must be some connection."
"Then just dig him out," the fat man said in shock.
He decisively began to remove the rocks that were pressing on the body.
"Why are you just standing there?
I don't want to fight a protracted war if you don't take action."
We moved two pieces of broken rock that were half a man's height, and most of the twisted and deformed corpses were exposed.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to lift it out.
The upper body has been crushed."
I suppressed the stomach acid that kept churning and squatted down to look for the deceased's belongings.
Shiry Yang stepped on the rocks nearby and held up a flashlight to illuminate us.
The body was badly damaged, especially the face and chest, which were almost reduced to a pile of flesh.
I was close and could see clearly.
Although I repeatedly warned myself not to stare at the corpse, the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't control my eyes and glanced at his face unconsciously.
I always felt that the bloody face was blurred.
I've seen the face somewhere.
The fat man pushed me: "If there is anything good about the dead man, please think of a way to bring him out."
Then he used a shovel to clean up the rubble around the body.
How to "remove" a highly deformed corpse from the pile of rocks has become a difficult problem.
Generally speaking, raising a coffin to make a fortune and raising a corpse to make a fortune are all inseparable from the ropes used to tie the corpse.
Corpse tying ropes were once rumored to be very strange in our industry.
I heard that some people could easily lift hundreds of kilograms of ancient corpses out of coffins with unknotted corpse tying ropes, but I have never seen the power of this with my own eyes. , and cannot peek into the mystery.
Da Jinya once got us such a treasure as if it were a treasure.
In his words, this treasure was something that had been blessed by a holy monk.
When the rice dumplings saw it, they would jump out and kowtow, and take the initiative to take out the bright things in the coffin.
The utensils were presented for worship.
As for the holy monk from which mountain and which temple, he himself couldn't tell clearly.
In order to test the authenticity, Fatty and I took it on a trip to Xinjiang.
When we came back, we almost beat up the big gold tooth.
Da Jinya argued that it was because our hearts were not sincere, so the baby didn't want to appear.
I was too lazy to argue with him.
Anyway, I never had any thoughts about such artifacts and magic weapons since then.
The rope we usually use for tying corpses is much simpler than the legendary one.
To put it bluntly, it is a straw rope that has been treated with antisepsis.
The method of use is simpler.
Generally, you first pass it through the neck and tie a slip knot, and then apply force from outside the coffin to pull the body away from the coffin board.
If the gap is not enough to touch the things in the coffin, you need to tie it again at the waist and abdomen of the body.
One lap pulled him up completely.
The slip knot is used to facilitate the return of the body.
We touch gold just to get money, and we always have an attitude of respect for the tomb owner himself.
We will only destroy the body unless it is absolutely necessary.
However, this situation is extremely rare.
After all, even if someone fakes the corpse, we may not be our opponent.
Really When we encounter one, our consistent strategy is to focus on escaping and secondary on counterattack.
The man's corpse in front of him has been rigor mortis for a long time, with multiple fractures, and most of the joints were smashed to pieces.
If you want to get him out of the pile of rocks, you will probably have to use external force.
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But we didn't have any rope on hand, so in desperation we had to use a belt instead
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