I arrived at the end of the spiral staircase after not running very far.
I don’t know where the shadow went.
Now I can only hear the sound of rapid footsteps in the distance.
However, not long after, the footsteps were also covered by the majestic water.
The sound was completely covered up.
The three of us were holding guns, constantly moving the muzzles, and were on full alert.
The shadow that just appeared was so evil that even the ancient books in the West Hall did not record anything like this.
Qing Yazi asked Lao Wen: "You spent so many years in Xiangxi when you were young, you should have seen similar things."
Lao Wen shook his head: "Don't say I've seen it before, I've never heard of it."
"Maybe it's an illusion."
I said casually, moving my eyes to scan the surrounding scene.
This place should be a power distribution room.
You can see big box-like instruments everywhere.
There is a table not far from me with some documents scattered here and there.
The Japanese are all on the four walls.
Moisture-proof measures were taken, but to no avail.
The moisture was still very heavy, and the documents on the table were corroded into disgrace.
After a while, the shadow did not appear again, so we relaxed a little and cautiously left the stairs.
Qing Yazi walked to the table and tried to pick up a document, but it was already stuck to the table with rust.
If he took it off forcibly, it would be easy to tear the already fragile paper into pieces.
Qing Yazi frowned helplessly and did not dare to move the documents any more.
He could only gently lift the cover and take a look at the contents inside.
In many documents, the writing inside has melted due to moisture, and only a small part of the content can still be read clearly.
Qing Yazi flipped through several documents before turning to me and said, "The Japanese also saw that shadow when they were constructing here.
It shouldn't be an illusion."
Lao Wen also leaned over and took a look at a book that Qing Yazi was opening.
Unfortunately, he couldn't understand the words on it, so he could only curl his lips and said: "Maybe what the Japanese saw was also an illusion. " "Probably not," Qing Yazi shook his head and said, "They have managed to catch that thing, and it is recorded in the documents."
While he was talking, he turned another page and saw that almost all the words on the new page were melted away by the moisture, and nothing could be seen clearly.
Only two blurry Chinese characters could be seen in the lower left corner of the paper.
:poisonous insect.
Qing Yazi tried to turn over a few more pages, but all the writing on the back could not be seen clearly.
After the ink marks were melted by the moisture, they looked like a pile of overlapping flowers.
As far as the eye could see, they were just a puddle of mildew.
Shape of gray and black.
"That thing may be some kind of Gu."
Qing Yazi said speculatively, and then shook his head, as if he had overturned his inference in his heart.
I raised my chin towards the documents on the table and asked Qing Yazi: "How did the Japanese catch that thing?"
"I can't see a lot of the content clearly," Qing Yazi said with a frown, "It seems like explosives were used.
I don't know how it was done."
After he finished, he added that the stone hall we were in was the central control room of the hydropower station.
Nine scientists, including Hideki Ishikawa, worked here.
Judging from the vague handwriting on one of the documents, when the Japanese came in It seems that many sacrifices have been prepared to worship a certain god underground.
At present, there is only so much information that can be identified from the files.
I feel that this kind of information is of little use, so I don’t plan to study more.
I waved to Qing Yazi and Lao Wen, and led them towards the iron door to the west of the central control room.
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Touched it.
The door panel and door frame were completely rusted together.
I tried to smash the door panel with the butt of my gun.
There was a thick layer of cotton, moisture-proof sand and graphite sandwiched in the door.
At this time, it all spilled out along the holes in the door panel. .
Qing Yazi came to the door and took a closer look, saying that it was a blast-proof door.
If the Japanese had not used explosives on the other side of the door on a large scale, it was to prevent things from the other side from entering.
The iron facade was already very brittle, but the cotton stuffed inside was very tough.
It took us a lot of effort to dismantle the entire door.
The Japanese definitely did not build such a door to prevent explosions.
Looking outside along the door frame, there is a very large space on the opposite side, the area is almost incalculable.
If you say that this kind of place was blown up with explosives, I would be killed.
Don't believe it.
Standing in front of the door frame, you can see a small dam made of rammed concrete in the distance.
The rushing groundwater has formed a waterfall with a large drop at the mouth of the dam.
The water there is so strong that as long as you step in, almost no one will survive. possible.
There were five searchlights standing on the dam, three of which were no longer shining, and the remaining two were tilted toward the northeast.
The two beams converged and illuminated the rubble in the distance.
The long and narrow escalator connected to the explosion-proof door was also made of iron.
I tried to step on it, but the escalator was already very fragile.
Before I could step on it firmly, there was a crisp "click" sound, and the escalator broke into two parts and fell directly into the darkness. .
We could only smash steel nails at the door and put down a climbing rope.
I asked Qing Yazi and Lao Wen to guard it while one person slid down the rope to the ground.
From the door frame to the ground of the large cave, which is a distance of five or six meters, I quickly stepped on the ground, immediately turned the flashlight, and scanned the surrounding area.
There are also many light bulbs installed in this place.
It is estimated that the wires are broken and none of the lights can light up.
When sweeping the light, I also saw a lot of parts piled up near the stone wall behind me.
Those things must have been disassembled from the aircraft.
Coming down, you can occasionally see some large metal plates similar to wings.
Feeling that there was no problem, I lit up Qing Yazi and Lao Wen and asked them to come down.
The first thing Qingyazi did after he came down was to take a look at the pile of parts and told me and Lao Wen that these parts should have been unused by the Japanese when they built the fortifications.
They might want to continue digging. , but I don’t know what kind of resistance I encountered, so I couldn’t dig deeper, and the parts that were brought in were not used in the end.
I suddenly remembered that the diary I found before said that the Japanese encountered a very solid rock formation during the excavation process.
Just as Qingyazi was about to say this, I squatted down and tested the ground. feel.
It has been damp all year round, and the ground is very smooth.
There is no graininess to the touch, which means that there is no sand here anymore, and there should be large tracts of rocks on the ground.
After that, Lao Wen tried to drive steel nails into the ground again.
He even hit the hammer several times, but the sharp nail cone did not make any holes in the ground.
It only broke a little bit of the stone shell, and the broken stone pieces were very thin.
Like a blade.
Qingyazi picked up a piece of stone and looked at it.
He said that the general shale layer was not that hard and the geological structure of this place was abnormal.
I tried to smell the stone flakes, and smelled a mixture of old rice and cinnabar.
I concluded that what we were standing on was not a shale layer at all, but a man-made mixed stone.
In Lu Ban's book, it was described as This special stone is called "Seven Gold Stone".
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As the name suggests, this stone is made by pressing seven kinds of copper ore mixed with stone powder.
Generally, glutinous rice slurry and golden grass liquid are added in the process of making the stone.
The glutinous rice paste is used to add toughness to the stone and prevent it from being too brittle.
Gold-etching grass liquid is made by pressing and stirring several different corrosive herbs.
Lu Ban said that the golden-etching grass liquid can change the structure of the seven-gold stone, making the final shape of the stone become similar to ordinary shale. resemblance.
This kind of stone was originally developed to strengthen tombs, but because the cost is too high, it is rarely practical even for princes and nobles.
Looking at the surrounding stone land, the area is difficult to estimate with just two eyes.
The Japanese spent two full days on it.
A hole was made in it only in 2008, and that was done after sensing a miracle.
One person could hold up ten people.
You can imagine the thickness of the seven-gold stone layer.
To produce so many seven-gold stones would probably cost the entire country.
Furthermore, the stone is also mixed with cinnabar.
Basically, it can be concluded that this huge stone layer was specially built to block some evil thing underground.
There is also a very critical question.
Who made such a huge Seven Gold Stone?
I have been thinking about these things in my mind, and I didn’t say anything for a long time.
Lao Wen couldn’t help but ask me: "What are you thinking about?"
Some things were too troublesome to explain, so I didn't bother to explain them.
I just responded: "There must be something powerful and evil under the ground."
At this time, Qingyazi was using his flashlight to shine a light on a cave entrance near the underground river.
Just now, I was only focused on checking whether there was any danger in the surroundings, but I didn’t notice that there was a cave there.
The quicksand of Qihai swept my vision from there.
However, I just regarded the hole as an ordinary pothole.
At this time, the light shone on the edge of the hole, and I saw that the shape of the hole was very regular and could not have been formed naturally.
It should be the hole that the Japanese spent two years digging through.
Qing Yazi turned the flashlight around, took a photo towards me and Lao Wen, and asked me: "Go down and take a look."
I glanced at the dam pressing at the mouth of the waterfall and said, "Go to the other side of the river and have a look first."
The searchlights on the dam seemed to be pointing in the same direction, and the intersection of the lamp posts was a patch of gravel on the ground.
I thought to myself that the Japanese would not focus all their lights on a piece of useless stone.
There must be something buried under that piece of rubble.
The current is so fast that if you want to reach the other side, you have to walk through the dam.
There is an iron ladder standing next to the dam, which can lead directly to the top of the dam.
However, this ladder is already rusty.
We can only rely on mountaineering tools to drill nails into the dam body while tying ropes to climb up.
The Japanese have indeed spent a lot of money on this place.
After so many years, the dam is almost solid, with only two or three very narrow cracks on the top of the dam.
It was only after we came up that we discovered that there were gun trenches built with sandbags next to each searchlight.
The machine guns fixed inside were very rusty, and all the muzzles of the guns were pointed at the pile of rocks illuminated by the light beam
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