Shiry Yang tried to calm him down, but Lao Chuai couldn't hear a word he said, so he dragged us and yelled "let's go".
I held him down and asked sternly: "Why are you walking?
What did you see?"
"There are dragons and monsters, just underground.
They have white bones and can breathe fire.
People are eaten by them."
Lao Cai said, tears and snot all over his face again.
I asked him to speak slowly, and then I remembered that there was still half a sip of wine in my bag, so I drank it all for him.
After drinking, his spirit obviously improved a lot, but he was weak when he spoke: "The signal gun didn't sound, and I was anxious for a long time; then I heard the gunfire and knew that your side moved first.
I lit it in the mountains.
Fire, finally got the signal The bomb was detonated.
Later, they caught up.
I ran quickly and returned to the camp along the mountain road.
I wanted to see if they had dug up the ruins of the ancient city.
The people who stayed in the camp were about to go down.
Such a big pit, and It was dark and deep, and there were ravines everywhere on the ground.
They went down as fast as they could.
But before the leader could say anything, a wall of fire suddenly jumped out from the ground.
Oh dear, the wall of fire was hundreds of meters long, and everyone was gone before he could blink.
How dare I continue watching?
I turned around and ran away. , I couldn't help it, and looked back.
At that moment, I saw a white dragon raising its head from the ground.
It was a dragon, with claws and teeth, exactly like the one we saw at Xiao Gong's house. " Lao Chuai started breathing again as he spoke.
He was afraid that I wouldn't believe him, so he raised his right hand and swore to the sky that if he told a lie, his whole family would die.
After listening to this horrifying description, my heart calmed down.
Lao Chuai thought I was stunned and asked me why I didn't speak.
"Let's go, it's not worth it to keep thinking about me."
He wiped his face, as if he had seen through life and death, and his eyes were even more lonely.
"Let's go to the Palisade Camp and meet the Bone Dragon you mentioned for a while."
"No way," Lao Cai shouted, "Are you crazy?
I haven't made it clear enough.
This is not something humans do."
The fat man patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brothers traveled all over the country, and the storm has subsided.
It's just right to see the ancestor with any face in the future.
Your fat master hasn't tasted dragon meat yet, so this trip is just the right time to try something new."
Cut two pounds and go back to honor Lao Xue."
"Miss Yang, please persuade them quickly.
This can't be done.
My life, Lao Chuai, is worthless.
There is no need to fight hard."
Lao Chuai has always believed that mining has offended the gods.
There is a white dragon guarding the ancient city, which cannot be crossed by mortals.
But Years of experience have allowed me to see more clearly, and I am more willing to believe that the Dragon God's Breath is a defensive measure, a clever device set up by the people of the town to defend the city.
Looking at it from another perspective, if there are really living dragons in the world, then we must not miss this golden opportunity, and we must go and see it at all costs.
Shiry Yang probably saw through my thoughts.
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Instead of answering Lao Chuai, she turned around and pulled out the aerial view of the ancient city she carried with her.
"The restoration work has been completed a long time ago.
I originally planned to tell you after I find the ancient city.
Now that I have found the place, I will spread it out."
She pointed to the hand-drawn drawing and carefully explained to us the structure of Zhenku City.
"Zhenku is similar to Jingjue.
With the north and south as the central axis, it is divided into four urban areas, southeast, northwest and northwest.
The inner city is in the middle, with three city walls on the periphery, and a moisture-proof layer is dug between the walls.
Considering the local climate, the thickness of the moisture-proof layer cannot be small Looking at it, it is estimated that its thickness is similar to that of the city wall.
It is estimated that the entire city covers an area of about 100,000 square meters.
We need to be mentally prepared.
We all know that Zhencucheng is famous for its mineral deposits, and the major treasury and iron smelting plants are our focus of investigation.
The possibility of hiding black bottle sand in these places is also high.
Unfortunately, this picture shows.
It was extracted from the shroud, and some important information has been lost.
For the time being, we can only find the location of the money bank based on experience."
After explaining the general route, she pulled out a set of miniatures: "Everyone should bring a copy.
Let's decide on a location so that we can gather easily if we get separated."
Lao Chuai gave her a thumbs up and praised her for her carefulness.
Only then did I know what she was busy with every day and night, and I was quite moved.
The fat man put away the drawings, tied up his cuffs, stood up and said, "Everything is alive, what are you waiting for?
Let's go."
I led the three of them back to the fence camp on a familiar road.
Although I was mentally prepared, the messy scene in front of me was still shocking.
In just half an hour, the entire camp was completely unrecognizable.
There were a few broken fragments on the charcoal black ground, and it was impossible to tell whether they were people or objects.
"Not a single one was left."
The fat man circled the traces left by the fence.
"It's so damn evil.
Even the iron objects were burned away.
This fire is too powerful and evil."
Lao Chuai immediately took over the conversation: "What am I talking about?
This is dragon fire.
Ordinary ordinary fire is not so powerful.
Look, there are not even bones left.
Sin, sin."
Following the traces of the baptism of fire, I quickly found the isolation zone that Fatty mentioned earlier, which was also scorched.
There is nothing else to be found except the long and deep underground entrance.
I stood in front of the hand-excavated adobe slope and looked down into the ground.
The hole is bottomless, and there is a set of irregular planing marks on the edge, which are not like those left by ordinary machinery.
Lao Chuai said that those were the paw prints left by Bailong when he raised his head.
I ignored him, silently pondering how I could reach the bottom of the entrance safely.
There are rammed earth stairs built into the pit in front of me, which extend to the end of the darkness and are bottomless.
Iron anchors were welded to both sides of the ladder, and the safety ropes hanging on the anchor locks were burned to the ground.
The fat man looked around for a moment, then suddenly turned around, lay down on the ground and started groping around, as if he was looking for something special.
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Lao Hu, hurry up and help me. " He stuck his butt out and kept moving back and forth among the scorched earth while shaking his head.
"Everything that can be burned has been burned.
There is nothing hidden in the mud.
If you have the time, why not help me figure out how to get down."
He insisted: "When I was imprisoned, I saw them burying a lot of things in the ground in a sneaky way.
These people are very smart.
In my opinion, they probably hid their private goods secretly and planned to swallow them up later.
Since they are not lucky, Just accept it and we won’t be polite.”
I accompanied him over several uneven mounds, and my waist almost broke, but I didn't see any of the private goods he mentioned.
"Are you fucking kidding me?
The whole camp is about to be turned over."
"That's not possible.
How about we go to their car and see if it's parked at the entrance of the mountain.
It's not far from here."
The fat man has always been obsessed with money, and he rarely succeeds in the things he sees for sure.
Shiry Yang and Lao Chuai were wandering at the entrance of the cave.
She tried to get down to the next level, and soon climbed up again.
She said to me worriedly: "We have to find a way to pull two more safety locks against the wind.
I'm afraid we don't have enough ropes."
In the deep mountains and old forests, finding a usable rope is more difficult than climbing to the sky.
The old man came up with an idea and said: "There are many rattans on the cliffs of Qingqiu.
They will be stronger than anything else if they are soaked in some oil and kept."
Although it's not a bad idea, it will take at least another two hours including the round trip.
If something goes wrong again, we won't have time to deal with it.
The fat man took over and said, "What a waste of time, why not go to the car and have a look.
If nothing else, I have seen several chain locks as thick as a bowl."
I knew he had a small calculation in mind, but it was true It’s more reliable than going back to Qingqiu.
So I asked him to take Lao Chuai to the mountain pass to check the truck, while Shiry Yang and I stayed in the abandoned camp and continued to study the map of the ancient city.
The fat man was persistent and asked me to help him check the situation in the fields.
I waved the engineer shovel and barely moved it twice to show perfunctory.
Shiry Yang looked at their backs with a worried expression again.
"Still worried about Zhencucheng" "We have to worry about it," she untied our backpacks one by one.
"Dry food and water are problems.
It will take at least two or three days for just a few of us to dig through the ruins of 100,000 square meters.
Not to mention weapons.
There was only half a pack of black powder soaked in water
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