Chapter 37 Chapter Thirty-Seven

This is a very long mountain road, I should have made a long story short, but along the way, the fat man continued to make all kinds of indirect attacks, and this ghost was not at all defensive.I soon learned that it wasn't because he was defenseless against us, but because he simply didn't think we could get out alive. Fatty asked several important questions at that time, the first one was about lynx.The fat man asked him first: "Are these lynx raised for food?" The ghost answered "yes".He used to be a secret agent and learned many ways to domesticate animals. Because there are very few hunters on this mountain, there are especially many lynxes.These lynxes are all raised by him, and there are already a lot of them now.The lynx is very smart and understands human nature. He used the method taught by the secret agents at that time, and after groping and improving, he found a way to domesticate the lynx.

Lynxes are very strong and very fast, climbing trees and swimming very well.He used these lynxes to kill many people, including many people who came here to hunt. The second question is about Pan Ma.The fat man asked him about Pan Ma's condition, but he just smiled and said that he was probably dead.When we first entered the village, Pan Ma had already informed him.But what happened after that, he didn't know. I knew he was hiding something, but I didn't dare to continue asking, and I was speechless all the way. After walking for less than a cup of tea, we came to a place overgrown with weeds. We could see a lot of equipment and the remains of tents in the mud. It looked like a camp that had been abandoned for a long time.

This is the outpost where Ghost Shadow and the others entered the ancient building. We rested inside for a while, and the ghost took us into a simple shack leaning against the rock. The shack was completely rotten, and it was kept from collapsing only because of the entanglement of some vines on it.We bent down to go in, and immediately saw that there were several mummy corpses completely entangled in the vines, covered with a layer of dried mud. "These people were all dead when they were dragged out. Those who were soaked to death by strong alkali would not be able to rot after death, they were all dried up." As he spoke, Ghost Detective went in and groped around several mummified corpses. With a few strokes, a piece of something was broken from them.

It's really broken, because that thing seems to be a scale, which has grown together with the corpse.After breaking it off, the ghost shook it, shaking off the dried mud on the thing, and then revealed its true colors. It is a cloth bag. "This guy is just like you. He is a very powerful tomb robber. It's just that his time has been unlucky. This cloth bag was like a treasure to him during his lifetime. There are many tools in it, maybe you can use it." Ghosting said.After speaking, he reached into the mud in front of the corpse and dug a few times. He mentioned it again, and the cover made of bamboo strips with the mud was lifted, revealing a hole. "right here."

I reached down and touched it, and found that the wall of the cave was made of stone slabs, and I knew that I couldn't go wrong. "This hole is the same as the one I walked through, but much smaller." "Some holes are for people to go, and some holes are for other things." Ghost Shadow said, "But there is a trick - you have to find a very special shadow, this Miluotuo is different from others. In this Before the shadow, you can use this." He took out a kettle from his arms: "It contains kerosene, you pour the kerosene on the ground in front of Miluotuo, the direction of the oil will tell you the next route."

"How is it different?" I asked. "I don't know, it's different every time. But I can guarantee that you will feel something different immediately after seeing this Miluotuo. That kind of difference is very weird." After speaking, the ghost applauded I said, "You guys take care of yourself, don't come out alive." After the ghost image finished speaking, he left immediately, leaving us in the shack, feeling inexplicable. "He didn't return the gun to me." The fat man said gloomily, "I finally managed to get the fat man. Damn, I already have feelings."

"He's going to give you a gun, what will you do?" "I immediately broke his legs, and then roasted and ate his lynx." The fat man said. "That person is right, you think he is stupid." I said. "However, he has a conscience. He took the weapon away, but he also gave us something." While talking, the fat man opened the cloth bag that Ghost Shadow gave us, and spread out all the contents on the ground to see what was inside. The few corpses on the side look chilling, looking at their relics next to these corpses, and this view, I don't think it is particularly polite.But when I saw a few of them, I was also attracted to it-many things poured out of it I didn't recognize.The fat man's face was also half puzzled and half excited.

I asked him how, and he picked out an arm-long iron spike from those things and threw it to me.I picked it up and looked carefully. The whole iron thorn was covered with black paint. I don't know how to deal with it, and there is no trace of peeling paint.Under the light of the flashlight, the iron spike showed a non-metallic texture, but judging from its weight, it must be a metal object.The tip of the iron thorn is very sharp, and there are some friction-increasing patterns in the middle. If you look closely, you can see six ancient seal characters on one side of the iron thorn. This is a small tool used by ancient pickpockets to pry open some very delicate jewelry boxes-insert this kind of iron thorn into the lock seam, and then forcefully, the jewelry box can be pried open.These jewelry boxes are usually made of tin, which is very difficult to break.At the same time, this thing can also be used to destroy brick walls that are not particularly strong. It is forged with the craft of casting swords. In the center of the iron thorn, there is a copper core with a slight bend, which is very hard.I bought a few before, but there were very few people who knew the goods, and it was too difficult to get rid of them, so I played with them by myself.

These corpses carry this thing, it seems that this is a small tool they are used to using.These people must have been powerful in their early years, but they died tragically for no reason. They have been lying here for decades, which makes me feel a little bit of the final desolation of Liangshan heroes. Dying for other people's wishes reminds me of Pan Zi, and I feel uncomfortable in my heart, feeling that it was a mistake to call him here, and I don't know how they are doing now. Guilt is a very bad emotion.I actually understand that many emotions are not for others.Do I really care about Pan Zi's safety?Maybe I just don't want to feel guilty about myself.If Pan Zi came here with his own purpose, whether it was seeking money or realizing some of his ideas, would I be so worried?

I don't think so. "Everyone is ready to meet their end from the beginning", this is my mentality.In a way, my heart is already a complete grave robber, and I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. The corpses were so dry and cracked that it was difficult to detect the cause of death.Ghosting said before that the deaths of many people here are very bizarre, and it is impossible to speculate on the cause of death one by one. If you are stagnant because you see the corpse, then you don't need to go in. The fat man classified all the things he dug out into categories, and I didn't know how to use many things.It was all little odds and ends, and some firecrackers—I have a soft spot for that stuff.There are also some button-like things made of animal nails, which are worn with wire. The ghost said that these things are useful. Things can also benefit future generations.

There were a few odd trinkets made from flattened coins that caught my attention.I just thought it was fun when I saw it before, but this time I saw a few different ones.I found something wrapped in this aluminum foil trinket, and when I took it apart, I found it looked like a pill. After smelling it, it was gunpowder. This is a homemade flare.After the gunpowder burns out, it will ignite the aluminum foil, producing a very bright light, although the time is very short, it can illuminate a large area in a short time. These are good things, my heart says.I put all these away, carried the gun on my back, and urged the fat man into the stone tunnel.