Chapter 32 Chapter 32 The Secret in the Cave

There are piles of old wooden boxes, some of which have been opened, and inside are piles of straw, which have been rotted and blackened, and piles of mortar shells can be seen inside, and all the oil paper is torn, all rusted It's a mess. On the other side I could see some neatly placed mortars and a few shotguns. It seems that it is this guy who bombarded us. "Many are useless." The guy saw me looking around, and suddenly said, his voice was very vague, and he still couldn't tell the difference between men and women. I turned to look at him, and he handed me a military porcelain cup with boiling water in it.I was amazed that he could talk, I would have accepted it if he just made some weird noises, but now he can make such easy-to-understand voices.Later I realized that he is human after all, and it is very common to have a physical disability without a bad voice.

"You..." I didn't know how to speak. "Wu Sansheng, you're old too." He looked at me, seeming to be smiling, but any expression on his face seemed very strange, "However, no matter how old you are, you always look like someone, not like me." I froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that I was wearing the third uncle's mask.What surprised me was that he could call out the third uncle's name, so this guy actually knew the third uncle. "you know me?" "Well, it's been thirty years, you probably wouldn't have guessed that I'm still alive."

"You are?" I suddenly realized why he brought me here.If he knew third uncle, then he would be surprised to see third uncle suddenly in the wilderness. I stared at his face, it was a conditioned reflex, I wanted to recognize who he was, but I was Wu Xie, and I had no memory of my third uncle at all, so I soon realized that it was futile. "I didn't expect to meet you again in this kind of place." His pronunciation was very vague, with a strong dialect accent, but it wasn't the dialect of Guangxi, and I couldn't tell where this dialect came from. "You won't recognize me." Flipping his misshapen hand among the debris on one side, I saw his nails, yellow and thick.

This person is the one who robbed me of the box in the "former residence" of Boyouping.It's all right. He flipped around for a while, took out something from the pile of debris, threw it to me, I barely caught it, and found that it was a small thing folded from a thinned coin. I couldn't tell what it was, it seemed to be a Pentagram. In the past, the aluminum cents were put on the railway, and when the train was pressed, it was pressed into aluminum foil, which could be folded into various small things.When my father took me to watch the train when I was young, he often pressed a few for me.However, the pennies were still very valuable at that time, and this kind of game was generally only played by people with richer families.

He threw this thing at me.Could it be that the third uncle can remember who the other party is when he sees this thing?It seems that the other party must be someone who has a close relationship with the third uncle. My mind was spinning very fast, and all the information was pieced together in my mind to form a lot of stories.Who is this guy? He knew the third uncle and joined the archaeological team. Could it be that he is also a descendant of the older generation, a peer of the third uncle?A scene appeared in my mind: a young man joined an archaeological team, and after entering the mountain, he was hit by a trap and festered all over his body.Thought to be dead, he survived, was rescued by young hunters from a nearby village, treated with herbs, and recovered, but disabled.He lived in seclusion in the mountains, lingering on his last breath.In order to protect others from such harm, he pretended to be a ghost in the mountains, scaring many people away.But more and more villains were attracted by the legend of the treasure, and the heir to the archaeological team of that year finally appeared.He watched all the way, waiting for the opportunity to reveal his identity all the way, and at the same time he was very conflicted because he had become a monster now.While intimidating the team and trying to scare them away, he suddenly ran into his good friend XXX who grew up with him. Now that they recognize each other, they are ready to start complaining to each other...

What will happen next?He might have advised me that there was a danger in it, and that it was time to walk on the shore.If I obey, I will go back obediently, how is this possible?I must not listen, then he may turn against me and kill me in the end, or just watch me go on an adventure and let me die.If it is a more tragic ending, it is that he reluctantly became my guide in the end, entered the ancient building of the Zhang family with me, and finally died in order to save me.Before he died, he would tell me, look, I told you a long time ago, you must get out alive! I shook my head and got rid of the thoughts I saw in these TV dramas.Of course, such a thing cannot happen in real life.I think he didn't expect to see me at all, and he probably doesn't know what to do now, maybe he just wants to catch up with me.

But this guy mortared us once, and I'm not sure he knew I was there.But judging from the things this man did mercilessly, he was not afraid of those who hurt him. Killing someone must be a matter of no psychological pressure for him. Then I can't be too relaxed.I don't know much about him. If he and my third uncle had a grudge, and now he doesn't say a word right, I will probably be killed.His pants were bulging and I knew there must be a guy in them. I pretended to think, and then made a slightly astonished expression: "It's you?" I lowered my expression, "How did you become like this?"

"Can't you guess?" He took a sip of water and asked suddenly, "Which side are you on now?" What?What does it mean? I just wanted to slap my mouth in my heart.I suddenly felt a lot of pressure.This kind of dialogue is too jumpy, and it contains too much information. Only people who have a good understanding can continue the dialogue.I don't know what kind of question he is asking. If this goes on like this, within three sentences, I must have revealed my truth. "On your side." I thought about it and thought it was the safest answer. Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, he began to laugh strangely: "Wu Sansheng, will you stand by my side? What happened outside to make you like this?"

At this time, I was ready to go all out, drank my saliva and said: "The times have changed." "Then you agree now that all these things should not be known by the world?" "It shouldn't be." I said. He didn't continue to speak, and the atmosphere fell into a deep silence. "What happened to you back then?" I asked tentatively. I thought about this sentence for a long time, because judging from his attitude, the third uncle must have not participated in the activities here.This person became like this, it must have been caused by entering the ancient building of the Zhang family, then the third uncle may not know the details of what happened here, so it is relatively safe for me to ask this question.

"They gave up on me." He said, "They gave up on me, but they certainly didn't expect that I would survive." "You have been staying in this mountain for so many years?" "Where else can I go?" he said. I looked at the sundries around him. There were many modern items, which must not have been left by him at that time. "I am very familiar with these mountains, and there is a village outside, where I am waiting to die. And I still have these things." He pointed behind him, "When they left, in order to carry the broken corpses, Just left everything here. I used mortars as traps and got a lot of good stuff."

"Haven't you thought about going out to find us?" "In this mountain, I am safe. I can't walk out of this village alive." He said, and he stood up, "Follow me." He took out a burning branch from the campfire and walked into the cave.The cave is only more than ten meters deep. When I walked close to the bottom of the cave, I found a big pit with a diameter of three or four meters, and a strange smell rushed towards me. As soon as he threw the branch into the pit, the bottom of the pit lit up.I saw that the bottom of the pit was full of white bones. These bones were all yellow and mixed with the mud at the bottom of the pit. I don't know how many there were. "These people are people who have been looking for that place for decades. They must not know that these people will die in my hands." I was stunned: "You killed all these people?" "Anyway, they will die when they enter that building. Rather than dying in that demon building, it would be better to die at my hands. There can be no more dead people in that building. If there are more dead people, they will be full." I looked at the pit, and then at the bonfire outside. The distance between the two places was only a few meters. If the corpses were thrown in this pit, wouldn't they be afraid of rotting and smelling?At least it should be buried too.This man is really crazy. Does he like watching corpses rot? He kept a certain distance from me, and now the backlight turned him into a ghost again.He repeated: "If you are full, there is nothing you can do." I didn't quite understand it, and was about to ask in detail, when I suddenly heard a strange sound from the bottom of the pit, as if there was something at the bottom of the pit. What?Could it be that there are some wild animals in it?These corpses were not rotten into bones, but were eaten into bones? The fire sticks at the bottom of the pit became darker and darker, and several skulls rolled out of the darkness. "What's inside?" I finally couldn't help asking. Before I could finish asking, something in the darkness rolled out. I looked at it and couldn't help being dumbfounded. It turned out to be a fat man, his body was stripped naked, his hands and feet were bound very tightly, his mouth was tied with a cloth, and he looked like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, rolling in the mud. "Why is he here?" "I saw it in the village. He belongs to you, so I didn't do anything." The man said, "He was looking for you around here during the day." "Quick, let him go." I said. Ghosting took out a small knife from his waist and threw it into the pit. The fat man immediately rolled over, turned around and grabbed the knife, then quickly cut the rope, tore off the cloth strip from his mouth, and shook the fat all over his body. He rushed towards the pit: "I will kill you!" As soon as the fat man rushed up, the ghost backhanded out the fat man's "Little Ding Dong" from behind and pointed at the fat man.I immediately smoothed things over: "My own people, my own people." "One of my own?" The fat man looked at me, "Third Master, you have too many contacts, do you also have business dealings with aliens?" "It's a long story, it's a long story." I said immediately, and immediately winked at the fat man. The fat man was obviously very angry. No matter who it was, he would definitely feel uncomfortable if he was stripped naked and thrown into the mud.He cursed more than a dozen times before he finally calmed down, and shouted to the ghost: "Fuck you, fat man, where are my clothes?" Ghosting walked back, found a few clothes in the pile of rubbish, and threw them to the fat man.The fat man pulled me back and asked, "What's going on?" I told him with my mouth: "I don't know either, don't ask." The fat man scolded the ghost: "Monster, my mother is walking well on the road, you motherfucker sneaked up on me, there is a kind of you motherfucker who will practice alone with me." Guiying ignored him and asked me, "Since you are on my side, why are you here?" I sat down, ran through the story a little bit in my head, and gave him a general idea. Just say that my nephew's friend is trapped in the Zhang family's ancient building, and I have to rescue him and so on. "It's that group of people... Is that group of people related to you?" He lowered his head. "Have you seen them?" "Among them was a young man with a knife on his body," Ghosting said. I nodded immediately: "Yes." "They are already dead." Ghost said, "They have already entered that building, and they are no longer in this world." I glanced at the fat man who was rubbing the mud. The fat man didn't listen at all, he just kept cursing. "No way," I said, "he's seen them before, they're alive, and..." "You don't believe it?" Ghosting took a sip of water, "You two come with me, and I will show you the truth about this place."