Chapter 35 Chapter 35 We are all Miluotuo’s food

"You mean, these miluotus eat people?" "They eat everything they can catch. The most common way of predation is that they use a unique way to trap creatures that stray into certain crevices and caves to death, and then eat their carcasses." We followed him back to the cave. "What's your unique way of saying it?" asked the fat man. "They can use their secretions to close caves and crevices, and trap prey inside the mountain. This process is very fast. There are a lot of crevices in these mountains, like a maze. After many people go in, they will find that the entrance they came in is suddenly closed. Disappeared."

Fatty and I looked at each other, realizing what had happened in that closed cave at the bottom of the lake. "Or it can be said that they can form rocks themselves. There are two kinds of rocks here, one is real, existing rocks, and the other is formed after the body fluids they secrete solidify. The stones formed by this secretion It is exactly the same as the original stone here. They eat and corrode the rock, and then fill it with their own secretions, like concrete. Using this method, the whole mountain is like a giant jelly. They can slowly move in the jelly The ground moves, and the rock is like a liquid. But this method is only effective for sedimentary and metamorphic rocks, so they cannot move forward when they encounter igneous rocks. There is also a way to stop them by pouring strong alkali on the stones. "

"Could it be that the rock walls around this ancient road are covered with strong alkali. Although we can see the Miluo Tuo inside, they won't come out?" the fat man asked. I shook my head: "After so many years, won't it be washed away by the rain?" Ghost Shadow said: "The whole mountain road is a diversion channel when it rains. There is an alkali mine layer on the top of this mountain. All the rainwater washed down from the top of the mountain is led into this diversion channel. Look at the water diversion of these mountain roads. The start is very strange. The rainwater flows very slowly here. There are a lot of accumulated water on the surface of the mountain road, so when the flowing water washes down, there will be countless pools here. After these pools dry up, the alkaline substances inside will cover the rock surface .”

I remembered the old log-covered trail that Fatty took us on when we came before, and there were indeed a lot of water pools there. "So, this is a very special primitive ranch?" "I don't think the word 'pasture' is appropriate." Guiying said, "At that time, we thought that this was like a fish pond. The rocks were water, and these miluoduo were fish in the water, and the fish could live in this area. Swimming freely, but never coming ashore." "But does this have something to do with what you said that they will definitely die when they enter the ancient building of the Zhang family?"

"I don't know if you have ever caught fish. There is a very common phenomenon in fish ponds: put bait in a crowded fish pond, and all the fish will be attracted by the bait. After they entered the ancient building of the Zhang family, the Zhang family There are stones covered with strong alkali around the ancient building, and those things cannot get in. But they will be attracted by the heat emitted by the people inside, and they will be crowded around the ancient Zhang family building. Everything will be crowded Entrance." "You mean, my friends and they will be trapped to death?"

"Probably so, but the situation is more terrifying than you think. If there are too many miluotuo gathered around, the mechanism of the ancient Zhang family building will be activated, and a large amount of strongly alkaline water will flow down from the cave roof, forming a water The fog filled the entire ancient building, forcing the Miluotuo who had gathered around to retreat, and the entire ancient building would be in the strong alkaline mist, and everyone in the building would not be able to live." The fat man looked at me, and I didn't know how to continue, so the fat man said, "Wait a minute. So, you have entered the ancient building of the Zhang family, so why are you still alive?"

Ghosting parted his hair, revealing an extremely terrifying face, leaning forward in front of the fat man: "Do you think I'm really alive? I'm just not completely dead." I saw his face and immediately realized how this melting of his body had come about, which was the action of strong alkali. "I was in the tunnel at the time, and I was just sprayed with strong alkali gas lightly, and I became like this. The people in the ancient building turned into water in an instant." When he said this, he regained his composure. Although his entire face melted, I was suddenly touched—I seemed to recognize who he was.

He is not in that photo, not the kind of relationship I guessed with my third uncle.Just thinking about it makes me break out in a cold sweat, but I did see him.Where did you see it?Who is he? The more I feel like I want to remember, the more I can't remember.After thinking about it for a long time, I finally gave up.I knew it would only be worse if I didn't flip through the photo album, or just relax completely. "Brother, I sympathize with you." The fat man went around a few times and found that there was nothing in the hole, so he sat down next to me, "What are you going to do? Fat man, I know the doctor from Xiehe, and I Judging by your situation, it might be more difficult to behave like a human being, the whole Yanbahu."

"I won't leave here." He said while drinking water, "I brought you here just to ask you something. What you want to do after that has nothing to do with me. Anyway, you can't do anything here." I raised my head, my heart skipped a beat, and I thought I was going to ask? I just heard him say: "I've said so much, you should tell me something I don't know." "What do you want to know?" I said, feeling a little nervous, but when I thought about it, telling him something he didn't know, wouldn't that mean talking nonsense? He said, "Who is in charge of you now?"

"Are you referring to—" "I don't care about you 'Chen Qing faction'." He said, "It's been almost thirty years, and Lao Yu will definitely not be in that position anymore." "No one cares about us." I said, I can only rely on rough guesses to judge that he was asking the management of the archaeological team back then, "The world has changed a long time ago, and no one cares about us." In fact, I don't know if there is really no one to care about, but at least from the development of the Xie family, the Huo family, and the Wu family, there is no obvious possibility of political intervention.

"No one cares anymore?" He muttered to himself, "You also said no one cares, is what he said true?" "Who else have you heard? Have you had any contact with the outside world during this time?" I asked.From what he said, it seemed that he had heard other people say this. "I won't contact anyone. You know their habits of doing things. I know too many things. If you want to live more comfortably, maybe it's better here." He said. I said: "But the times have really changed. If you go out from here, no one will persecute you. The institutions of the past are gone. Everyone—everyone is making money." "Impossible, times will change, but that thing won't. Wu Sanxing, why are you lying to me?" I sighed, not knowing what to say.This guy has been here for so many years, and Banai is a very closed small village. He may always think that the whole environment is still the same as before. There is really no way for him to know that the outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes. "Stop pretending." At this moment the fat man spoke. I looked back at him, and the fat man said: "You speak so fluently, you must not have stayed here for thirty years alone. In this kind of place, even if you are a disabled person with all kinds of abilities, it is impossible for you to stay so long I have maintained such a clear mind for a long time. Fat Lord, I have seen it before, if a person spends too much time alone, let alone talking, it will be a problem to understand what others are saying." I also knew this kind of knowledge, so I said: "The fat man is right, do you have any secrets?" He let out a few strange laughs like a blower: "Wu Sansheng is still Wu Sansheng, you can always see things that others can't see." "I'm the one who exposed you first." The fat man said dissatisfied. I shook my head to signal the fat man not to speak, and the ghost said: "I can survive because the guide of the team rescued me back then. Many people in that village have seen me, and they thought I was crazy. The old guide has some contacts, he will bring some food back, and I will exchange some things with him." "Is it the stuff of those people you killed?" The fat man said, "You ripped off my clothes because you wanted to exchange them for something." "The old guide you're talking about is Pan Ma, right?" I asked him. He nodded: "No matter what the outside world looks like, the things buried in this mountain should not be known by the world." "What happened to the others?" he continued. I thought about it, what should I say?I was also very emotional in my heart, so I had to make up stories, trying not to mention personal matters, only mentioning a few families and some gossip I heard. After I finished speaking, he fell into silence, and I could feel that he wasn't listening at all later. I suddenly thought of one thing: I remembered the speculation I had with Xiaohua at that time—is the real purpose of the archaeological team really archaeology? Is it possible that the archaeological team is a funeral procession, as the purse said? I looked at that person and suddenly felt that such an opportunity would never happen again.In this world, perhaps this is the only person remaining from that archaeological team.It would be a shame not to ask him some very practical questions. But what is his attitude towards us, I don't know.I tried to put myself into his experience, and I felt that his current attitude towards us should be very dangerous. His attitude towards others should be to kill them all.Now he didn't kill us, it's just because we are people who have a common understanding with him, we appeared here, and he wanted to ask why.It is impossible for a person like him to change his principles because of his feelings.I think he said so many words casually, but he obviously maintained a very high level of vigilance, which shows that he may commit murder at any time. With Fatty's gun in his possession, we stand no chance. Can't ask directly, I have to be extremely careful.I thought of a questioning plan in my mind, picked out a few questions, each of which had room for maneuver, and went through it myself before summoning up the courage to ask questions. "What the hell is it?" was the first question. He froze for a moment and looked up.I asked him, "What exactly did you transport in that year?"