Chapter 22 Chapter 21 The Sea of ​​Death

There is such a record in the "King of Kings": One flick of a finger for sixty moments, nine hundred births and deaths in one moment.This short and short moment has eternal flow in the eyes of gods and Buddhas.And apart from this vast and empty universe, has eternity ever come in our human society?Kant said that every time he looked up at the starry sky, his heart would be deeply shocked.Sometimes I wonder, when the stars in the night sky look down on us, do they also feel sorry for our short and humble life?Those persistent desires, from individuals to countries, from the past to the infinite future, flow endlessly in time.

To this day, the voices and appearances of Qin Suo and Uncle Yan are often recalled by chance in the fragments of my life, by the cup of tea, by the window awakened by the rising sun, and by the warm lamp on the desk at night.Their life and death, their hearts and minds, have settled on the bottom of the sea with the passage of time.Those fresh and vivid pictures seem like yesterday, but everything has changed. To this day, I still remember the frightened, fearful and bewildered expressions of me and the people behind me when the huge black shadow soared up and enveloped us.Like an ukiyo-e painting of all living beings, a part of our life is forever frozen in that moment, where we can see the evil, the trembling, and the majestic abyss that God hides underground.

I looked up feebly at the black shadow with a breath of death above my head, and a fishy-sweet smell hit my face.After instinctively falling to the ground, Lao Wei and Lao Li pressed on me in a panic, trembling and holding their breath.When I fell down, I vaguely saw Professor Tan spread his arms, trying to protect us.Her small body separated us from the darkness without a moment's hesitation.We tremblingly raised our heads on the ground and looked at the black shadow on the edge of the cliff. The dizziness caused by the beating of the heart made everything in front of us so unreal and terrible.

The black pillar is composed of countless black wings. After they fly, they disperse instantly, like the quivering tentacles of a demon extending into the empty space.They hovered in the air for a moment, and in the dark, one could see their ferocious and small heads hanging on their chests, slightly retracted claws, and huge flashing black wings, but the most shocking thing was their eyes. These eyes are large and protruding, blue and white, without pupils. I suddenly thought of the depiction at the stone gate, that huge face that makes people shudder.When we all thought that this was an exaggerated depiction of the ancestors of northern Xinjiang, we did not expect that this was a true portrayal of the god of death in the abyss.Yes, we didn't notice that there are no pupils in the eyes of the rock face.

The leading black figure crouched in the air, smelled it sideways, and seemed to smell blood.It uttered a few short chirps, and suddenly the wings of the black shadow group vibrated rapidly, as if the bloodthirsty who had been dormant for a long time had encountered a big feast again, and was watching excitedly and greedily.They didn't hesitate anymore, the leading black figure swooped towards the edge of the cliff, followed by the rest of them, their sharp teeth paled in the emergency lights. At the same time, gunshots rang out. In the empty underground, the reverberation of the gunshots made the eardrums ache.The smell of gunpowder is mixed with a fishy-sweet rancid stench, and the sound of gunfire and the hiss of the two-winged ghoul are intertwined.I heard Gengzi's long roar when he raised his MP5 to shoot at the shadow, I heard Lao Liu's gasping while shooting with a pistol, and I heard Xiang Zhiyuan's wailing screams.His voice seemed to come from the torment of hell, and it echoed loudly. It was no longer like the cry of a person, but more like the dying cry of a dismembered beast.

I tightly covered my ears, Professor Tan was guarding us, but I couldn't stop Xiang Zhiyuan from howling.That kind of pain is like maggots attached to the bones, and it follows like a shadow, reaching the depths of the soul. Fear and death wreak havoc in the darkness, leaving no escape. After the thirty rounds of ammunition in the Gengzi MP5 were fired, he reloaded and raised the gun again.A few seconds later, Gengzi suddenly yelled. "stop!" The shout stopped all voices abruptly.The sixth child held his gun and remained in a shooting posture, motionless.Xiang Zhiyuan and Xiao Fei had disappeared, and there was a half human arm on the edge of the cliff far away, fresh flesh and blood lying on the ground.A few sporadic bodies of two-winged ghouls hung on the edge of the cliff, and most of the living ones were gone.I caught a glimpse of a few black figures flying towards the bottom of the cliff, disappearing into the darkness again.

The gun in Lao Liu's hand did not put down, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the top of the abyss in unison.Following their gaze, I was startled. A huge black shadow with spread wings tightly grabbed Uncle Yan.It didn't dare to stay on the stage for too long, and flew up unsteadily, as if it wanted to bring Uncle Yan to the bottom of the cliff.Lao Wei and Lao Li's mouths were wide open, and no sound could come out of their hoarse throats.Professor Tan took a few steps forward, anxiously watching Uncle Yan being staggered and dragged up.At this life-and-death moment, Gengzi threw off the MP5 in his hand, and rushed towards the shadow that was dragging Uncle Yan at a speed of 100 meters.He jumped and grabbed Uncle Yan tightly.The weight of him and Uncle Yan did not stop the black shadow from flying up. The black shadow struggled for a while, and it swayed for a while, half-flying and half-dragging on the edge of the cliff.

"Shoot! Goofy, shoot!" Gengzi roared vigorously, trying his best to grab Uncle Yan's body and prevent the shadow from moving into the abyss. Cold sweat broke out on Lao Liu's forehead.He swallowed, aimed at the shadow, but his hands were shaking violently. He fired a shot and missed.The bullet of the second shot was closer, still whistling past the edge of the black shadow.The sixth child wiped off his sweat, and when he was about to fire the third shot, Yu Yanyan who was beside him grabbed the pistol and fired two bullets neatly.The black shadow screamed and fell to the ground struggling.

Yu Yanyan returned the gun to Lao Liu, glanced at him, and walked quickly to Uncle Yan and Gengzi. Gengzi knelt on the ground and was reaching out to help Uncle Yan out of the claws of the two-winged monster.Uncle Yan had already woken up after this turmoil, and opened his eyes weakly. "Uncle Yan, are you okay?" Gengzi whispered. The teeth of the double-winged monster were deeply stuck on Uncle Yan's shoulder, reaching to the bone, and blood gushed out in bursts.Gengzi opened his sharp teeth and helped Uncle Yan out. "How's the situation?" Uncle Yan panted for a while, gradually calmed down, and asked immediately.

Neither of us spoke.It was a catastrophe.In addition to the missing Xiang Zhiyuan and Li Renxi, Xiaofei also disappeared.I pretended not to see the flesh and blood on the edge of the cliff, pretended not to hear my beating heart, and stood behind Professor Tan silently looking at Uncle Yan. Uncle Yan was seriously injured.Old Wei Mo took off his coat silently, gritted his teeth and tore off a strip of cloth, squatting beside Uncle Yan and bandaging his shoulders. Just then, I heard a faint voice.The hoarse and dry voice, I don't know if it came from a person or a tortured evil spirit, it makes people feel uneasy, but that voice is always moaning unyieldingly.

Uncle Yan put his hands on the ground and struggled to get up from the ground.His gait was a little unsteady, and he ran in the direction of the voice eagerly and staggeringly. Li Dazui held my hand with a pale face, and followed Uncle Yan with his eyes.Uncle Yan and Gengzi ran to the right side of where we were lying down just now. With the help of the flashlight, I saw clearly that Xiao Fei was lying there with his face covered in blood.His eyes were wide open, tears and snot mixed with blood on his face, and his childish face was full of fear and helplessness. When he saw Uncle Yan, like a child seeing a relative, he pursed his mouth and said vaguely: "Uncle Yan, Uncle Yan...I..." One of Xiao Fei's arms was gone, and the bite marks on his face were shocking.He opened his mouth, breathed hard, and looked at Uncle Yan.Uncle Yan sat down beside him and held his hand. "I'm here." He whispered. "My...arm..." Xiao Fei panted a few times, "It's gone, it hurts...very painful." He moaned intermittently, twisting his face in pain.Uncle Yan's hand stroked his body lightly, as if to comfort him.In the end, Xiao Fei was speechless. The pain and blood loss made him suffer a lot, and he just kept his eyes open and twitched. Gengzi stood up and pulled his hair vigorously.He suddenly couldn't contain his anger, and maybe he still had a sense of shame about the fear in his heart just now.He rushed to the edge of the cliff and fired several shots into the dark space.I covered my ears subconsciously, the echo of the bullet pierced the air sharply, making people more and more flustered. Uncle Yan pressed Gengzi's shoulder, signaling him to be quiet.He took the pistol from Gengzi's hand, walked to Xiaofei's side, and held his cold hand tightly.Xiao Fei's convulsions became weaker and weaker, his breathing became more and more difficult, and he would groan occasionally. Uncle Yan picked Xiao Fei up, blood rubbed all over him, he still hugged Xiao Fei tightly, stroking Xiao Fei's back with his rough hands, as if comforting a child who is afraid of the dark to sleep.Xiao Fei struggled a few times for the last time, and his body gradually became still.The originally dripping blood gradually decreased until it coagulated on his face and body.I turned my head away, unwilling to look again. Lao Liu walked up, and I heard his trembling voice ask: "Xiao Fei is still angry, what should I do?" Uncle Yan didn't answer his question, he put Xiao Fei gently on the ground, and tidied his clothes.His fingers lightly brushed Xiao Fei's face again, and he turned to me and said, "Close your eyes." I immediately closed my eyes, and even Lao Li and Lao Wei turned their heads away, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.Looking back, Uncle Yan held Xiao Fei's hand tightly, and the gun was put aside. He still couldn't make up his mind to free Xiao Fei with a gun.Uncle Yan looked at Xiao Fei with a sad and serious expression until he let out his last breath and his eyes lost their luster. Xiaofei left. We stood beside the dead, silent.Uncle Yan walked to the side of the dying Shuangyi man with a sad expression on his face.He took out the dagger, stabbed it into the heart fiercely, and murmured something in his mouth.None of us heard what it was. He staggered from the excessive force, and sat panting beside the dark body. "Chen Wei, is this the god of death you mentioned just now?" Gengzi looked at Chen Wei coldly. Chen Wei's snot and tears were still hanging on his face, he wiped it off, and immediately returned to normal.He changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book. In an instant, the cowardly Chen Wei disappeared, and the power-hungry and ambitious Chen Wei appeared. "There are unofficial rumors that the ancestors of northern Xinjiang came back from the west with a strange creature and spread the disease. It is also recorded in the parchment, and they fearfully called this thing 'Death'. For Death, Flesh is the only sacrifice. They unintentionally brought back the god of death. After fighting for thousands of years, they finally led to the final demise of the tribe. I always thought that this so-called disease was nothing more than a plague. I didn't expect it to be so Tragic……" Li Dazui looked at the body of the two-winged man, and tremblingly said: "No wonder Loulan and the ancient Moshan Kingdom were almost empty overnight, but there is no reason in history. Anyone who knows the reason is dead." Old Wei grabbed Li Dazui's sleeve, and his voice was a little excited: "Zhou Qian didn't die for the priest in black, but because he knew that the god of death was hidden here, so he sacrificed himself to try to prevent us from coming Here. He... he wants to save us." Chen Wei grinned and said in a hoarse voice, "He thought he had cracked the secret and was ahead of time to warn you, but unfortunately everything was in vain. Except for the priest in black, no one can go back in time and find the passage of rebirth. " Chen Wei's words brought a chill.We looked at each other in blank dismay, our hearts flustered.Uncle Yan looked at Chen Wei, whether it was expectation or disappointment.While everyone was speechless, Gengzi reported our experience to Uncle Yan. When Gengzi took Uncle Yan to check the dead tree and the boneyard, Lao Liu and my two senior brothers put the bodies of Qin Suo and Xiao Fei aside.This scene is a bit weird. Two people who shouldn't have crossed paths in life died together in the same place at this moment.The bodies of Xiang Zhiyuan and Li Renxi were nowhere to be found. We were silent for a while on the edge of the cliff, seeing them off. After Uncle Yan came back, his expression remained dignified. His eyes fell on Qin Suo's body, as if he was deep in thought.After a while, Uncle Yan made a decision. "Everyone and I will look along the edge of the cliff to see if there is another way out to the outside world. As long as we can return to the original road, we will return to the ground immediately." This decision is somewhat heartening.In fact, our supplies, except for some satchels left by Li Renxi, the rest have been pushed into the abyss by Qin.Sitting here can only wait for death, and there may be hope of surviving if you take the initiative to attack.Uncle Yan asked Gengzi and Lao Liu to walk at the front and rear of the team with guns to prevent the shadow from attacking again.He took out the pistol, handed it to Yu Yanyan and said, "Take it." Yu Yanyan said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will turn against you?" Uncle Yan didn't answer, but just repeated: "Take it." Yu Yanyan took the pistol, turned it skillfully in her hand, raised her head and smiled at me. We walked along the cliff, hoping to find the passage that connected us when we came.Uncle Yan is a person who can afford to let go. He didn't wallow in the pain of losing his partner, but instead kept thinking about problems.He walked beside Professor Tan, thought for a moment, and said, "Professor Tan, I heard Gengzi say that you call the group of paintings on the rock wall a miracle, can you explain it to me?" Professor Tan shook his head: "The miracle I mentioned may not be what you expected. But it is indeed beyond my expectation. If this conclusion is true, then the entire history of early human activities around the world may be rewritten." Old Wei has been tormented by the meaning of those murals for a long time. Even after experiencing the catastrophe of life and death just now, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Professor Tan, what is this miracle?" Professor Tan stopped and looked in the direction of the murals on the cliff on the opposite bank.After a while, she whispered: "Kua Fu chases the sun." Kuafu chasing the sun is one of the ancient myths.It can be regarded as an early vestige of oral history, and it can also be regarded as the earliest literary work, a tragic story full of romanticism.In the early interpretation of the literary world, Kuafu was regarded as a Prometheus-style tragic figure.What he was chasing was believed to be the kindling that was sought for mankind.In the interpretation of historians, quite a few historians tend to think that Kuafu chasing the sun is actually a large-scale migration of ethnic groups.From the interpretation of the book, we can see that the daily process of Kuafu and his group has a lot to do with the living environment, the depletion and pursuit of resources. At this moment, Professor Tan suddenly mentioned "Kua Fu chasing the sun", all I can think of in my mind are these stories that were once told by teachers as leftovers in class.At first I thought that Professor Tan was an association of murals and myths, but then Professor Tan's words surprised me. "We often include Kuafu chasing the sun as a literary myth. But some friends and I have discussed that this myth may not only be a legend, or even not just the view of ethnic migration that the historians now think. Zha Haiyang once talked with me Said, he thinks..." Professor Tan's tone was as calm as ever, Zha Haiyang didn't seem to have passed away in her spiritual world, and his thoughts and views of history somehow continued, and they continued in another person's body. growing and extending. "He believes that the myth of Kua Fu chasing the sun, although exaggerated, may be a record of a real event. This is a transition from a miracle to a human journey. Since the ancient Yao period, people have begun to study geography, Exploration of astronomy and calendar. Yao once summoned people to assign responsibilities to all things in the world. Zha Haiyang believes that the earliest calendar officials at that time had an agreement with Yao, and they traveled in four directions to measure and record astronomy and geography. Yao They are required to take the furs and feathers of local birds and animals every time they go to the place as evidence. After the exploration and measurement, they should return to the agreed place and bring their measurement results, as well as the fur and feathers. As evidence of their long journeys. The ancestors of northern Xinjiang were one of the tribes under the rule of Yao. They used feathers as decorations and even buried them. The idea of ​​checking the ocean—the ancestors of northern Xinjiang were the first group of travelers on the land, and they were a branch that walked westward, across the Eurasian continent, and even beyond." "Could it be that the ancestors of the Xiaohe-Gumugou cemetery are actually the descendants of Kuafu?" I stammered a bit, this thought was too far, and I couldn't accept it for a while. "No, it's impossible." Old Wei adjusted his glasses, his cheeks flushed, "It is recorded in the book, 'Kuafu chases the sun and enters the sun. Thirsty, want to drink, drink in the river and Wei; if the river and Wei are not enough, Drinking Daze in the north. 'The river is the Yellow River, and the Wei is the Weishui. How can this legend have nothing to do with the ancestors of northern Xinjiang!" "No, the interpretation of He and Wei is the understanding of later generations. The origin of the original meaning of He and Wei is earlier than that explained in "Shuowen." Professor Tan spoke a little faster, obviously his thoughts are also flying, " What if the river and Wei refer to the rivers and tributaries in the desert? Even, what if this Daze is Lop Nur in the northern Xinjiang region?" Old Wei gasped, and pulled his ears with both hands, as if he wanted to free himself from the inherent concepts.Li Dazui kept silent by the side, but at this moment he suddenly said, "I support Professor Tan's point of view." Everyone's eyes fell on Li Dazui, but he murmured, without the usual demeanor.I thought he was just making a statement. In real academic discussions, Li Dazui used it for gags.However, he finally squeezed out a few words, which were considered as supporting arguments for his argument. "Qin Suo once said before his death that these northern Xinjiang ancestors have made all preparations for resurrection, including memory. I think this memory refers to the content on the mural. They were once the descendants of scientific and technological workers, and their ancestors went to In many places, they have returned here after going through untold hardships. However, at this time, it is different from when their ancestors left, and their identities are not recognized. They abide by the agreement, and the behavior of adorning themselves with feathers is a kind of performance But I think this 'disease' spread by strange creatures finally led to their demise. Before they died, they hoped to be resurrected and engrave the origin of their ancestors, that is, the memory of this ethnic group on the stone wall. " "It's completely conjecture, Lao Li," Wei Datou blushed, and the CPU in his brain was running at high speed, "Your conclusions are all speculation and subjective judgment." Uncle Yan's eyes lit up, his crooked eyes and curled lips were still terrifying, but they couldn't stop the eagerness on his face: "No, this makes sense logically." I noticed that Gengzi next to Uncle Yan shook hands, let go, and held them again.This action seems familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it before, but I feel uneasy.Uncle Yan didn't notice the abnormality of Gengzi either. After taking off the mask, his voice was not as dull as before, but it was still hoarse. "These people who made an agreement with the earliest rulers of the Central Plains traveled far away. Obviously, the ancestors of northern Xinjiang were the ones going west. After a long period of exploration and migration, they finally returned to northern Xinjiang with the solar calendar. Here, settle here. This is the contract they made with people, and they kept it and did it. But when they were in a desperate situation, they...they made another contract with the sky, a contract of rebirth." "But," Wei Datou said coldly, "Uncle Yan, you have already visited the boneyard under the dead tree, and you should know that there are so many dead, and they are still bones after thousands of years. The contract of life and death? Calm down and reflect, It's just a self-deceiving dream." Chen Wei laughed heartily, which was a blatant expression of contempt for Old Wei's scientific rationality.Old Wei glared at him, and was about to speak, but Chen Wei rushed ahead of him and said something that made us all baffled. "Recording the matter, Zuo Zuo, I would like to show that the wound was caused by the knife line, and the main blood of the Big Dipper was the main wound. Tighten your head and be close to yourself, Zong Zong, inside and outside, Zong Zong." Li Dazui glanced at Old Wei, and said in a low voice, "What is he talking about?" Old Wei was a little ashamed, and said angrily: "I don't know." He looked at Professor Tan with a glimmer of hope.Wei Datou was obviously unwilling to bow his head to Chen Wei, looking forward to getting an answer from Professor Tan. This paragraph has no beginning and no end. Although Bian Que is mentioned, I have not read it in the "Biography of Bian Que" in "Historical Records".I don't know what is the meaning of Chen Wei's sudden utterance of this jumbled and obscure sentence. Professor Tan's face was a little pale, and she whispered: "This is one of the 200 Chinese, Kalu, and Sogdian documents unearthed at another site in front of Loulan LA·V. It is numbered 421. Documents written in Chinese." These documents were excavated from the dwellings and stables believed to be in the site, and the excavator was Stein.I am deeply confused why the person "Bian Que" is mentioned in this document.According to historical records, Bian Que was born in the Spring and Autumn Period, "surnamed Qin, named Yueren".In other words, this person's real name is not Bian Que, he obtained extraordinary medical ability only after obtaining a secret ban from Changsang Jun.At that time, "the whole world regards Bian Que as a person capable of life and death", and he was similar to Bian Que in the Yellow Emperor's period, and he was named "Bian Que" from then on.But according to Sima Qian's records, Bian Que strongly denied that he could bring people back to life. But is the Bian Que in the document mentioned by Chen Wei a Qinyue native, or a Bian Que from the Yellow Emperor period?No matter who Bian Que is in the document, this person who can "life and death" must be related to Beijiang. Did he really gain the power beyond life and death? Chen Wei smiled brightly: "Actually, the historical records have given us clues. Bian Que's medical prescriptions contain hidden pens of historical records and calendars, and it was also mentioned in the original notes of the historical records that the biography of Bian Que was originally supposed to be medical prescriptions. It should be put together with Guice, Japanese and other methods. But Sima Qian put Bian Que Biography in the biography. All this is just to hide the source of the "forbidden formula". Professor Tan, a Qinyue native This forbidden recipe is precisely from the ancient Moshan country, from the remains of the Xiaohe-Gumugou cultural circle. It is the answer to the mystery of the birth contract in the black-clothed boat-shaped coffin that you and Mr. Zha Haiyang dug out. The answer to the mystery passed down from generation to generation by the priests among the ancestors and guarded by life is the secret technique to bring people back to life!" The infallibility of this speculation left us all speechless.Uncle Yan took a long breath, like a sigh of relief.At this moment, I suddenly saw the bodies of Qin Suo and Xiao Fei, and couldn't help calling out: "Professor Tan, we are back where we were." Yes, we are back where we were.After two hours of walking along the cliff, we found that this place where the bones of our ancestors were stored is actually a veritable isolated island.This towering platform is disconnected from the rest of the rock face, separated by dark fissures. "It's all right now, let's cook and eat here and wait to die." Li Dazui sat down on the rocky ground, obviously exhausted from the two hours of walking just now. "To be precise, if you are waiting to die, eat." Old Wei glanced at the only bag that still contained some food. "There is not much food left. It is only a luxury to be a full ghost and go on the road before death." "But we can wait for the priestess in black to revive us," Li Dazui looked at Chen Wei sarcastically, "Recite a spell, and then we will be resurrected on the spot, full of blood and mana, and return to the beautiful S with 100% energy. Big." "You're wrong," Chen Wei shook his head, "Priests in black never recite spells." I asked curiously, "Why?" In this desperate situation, I still can't contain my damn curiosity.In addition to listening to the dialogue analysis of Chen Wei, Professor Tan and others on the road, the cranky thoughts in my heart have begun to be linked to those witchcraft and spells that I once despised or even ignored.Maybe Zhu Youshu is real, and the wall-penetrating technique also exists. Among those charlatans who are full of incantations and have long robes and sleeves, there are real miracles hidden. Chen Wei pointed to his heart, indicating that everything recorded on the parchment had been deeply imprinted in his heart: "The priests in black are strictly selected from among the women of the tribe. The ability to communicate with the gods. Once they are selected, their eyes will be gouged out, their eardrums will be pierced, their tongues will be cut off, and all their sense organs will be removed. They will rely entirely on the spiritual world of their hearts to approach the gods and obey the will of heaven.” Chen Wei's expression changed from the old wretched one, solemn and solemn, and his words were full of awe and respect for the priest in black.Shocked by this cruel practice, we were dumbfounded and speechless.The spiritual world of the ancestors in northern Xinjiang obviously had their own unique system, which is not something we modern people can understand and accept. "Chen Wei, as you said, must the rebirth take place in the temple?" Uncle Yan asked. Chen Wei nodded: "Yes, this is a complicated and rigorous set of rituals. I don't know how to do it, and there is no record on the parchment. But I am very clear, if we can't reach the Temple of Rebirth, then Only death, eternal death here." Uncle Yan closed his eyes and fell into deep thought quietly.Gengzi and Lao Liu picked up the satchel left by Li Renxi and counted the food and water. "Up to three days, minimum supplies for 12 people." Gengzi whispered. "Eleven people, don't count me." Uncle Yan's face was still calm, and he said lightly, "Professor Tan, there is one thing I have never figured out. Why are the coffins in the Xiaohe cemetery all boat-shaped coffins, and why are there trees that die like boats?" The sentence is engraved on the stone gate, why is there a boat under the giant tree?" Professor Tan pondered for a moment: "This is a symbol. The ancients often symbolized the ideas in the spiritual world with certain specific objects. In fact, there were also boat-shaped coffins in early tombs in some parts of Northern Europe. Boats across the sea of ​​death after death." I noticed that Gengzi's hand was trembling again. He shook it several times, and his body was also trembling a little.As if to hide his uneasiness, Gengzi walked over and touched Uncle Yan's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Yan, you have a fever." Wei Datou tore off half of a compressed biscuit and handed it to me.I took two mouthfuls feebly and fell asleep.This is the third day we have been in a desperate situation.Being in the dark for a long time has completely disrupted my biological clock.At first I could often feel hunger and thirst, but later on I no longer longed for food so much, I just felt weak and lethargic all the time.Li Dazui snatched the water bottle from Chen Wei, handed it to me, and said in an orderly tone, "Drink some." I shake my head, water is too precious, and I don't really want it too much.Chen Wei muttered, "I just took a sip." I think it's a doomed thing, we're going to die here.When water and food are exhausted, there is no backup, surrounded by abyss and endless darkness, we will die in loneliness and despair, just like those who disappeared in the desert, and the words "unaccounted" are written in the file. "Don't be depressed, Liang Ke," Old Wei comforted me, "At least we know how the ancient Moshan Kingdom perished, and we may have added a new scientific basis for the mutation link of the theory of evolution. Sister, even if we die, we will die With dignity." Dou Miao's faint voice sounded: "No matter how dignified you are, you are dead. You cannot be made public when you discover these strange creatures. Old Wei, your dream of being an assistant to the cultural relics bureau is not only shattered, but also you will not be engraved on the development path of the theory of evolution." name." Lao Wei realized that what Dou Miao said was right, he sighed, looked at the kettle, and held back his drink.Professor Tan's eyes fell on Old Wei, with a sad look in his eyes.I know that she is concerned about us in her heart, and the powerlessness at this moment must make Professor Tan, who treats us like children, full of pain. After a long time, Professor Tan slowly said: "These days I was wondering why these northern Xinjiang ancestors had to go through so much trouble to die here. Now I gradually figured it out, they chose a dignified way Die. As the people under the sun, they don't want this evil to be exposed to the sun, but bury it deep in the ground. Dignity, this is their choice." Professor Tan's words moved us involuntarily.Even though we are going to die, we are still shocked by the endless dead bones beside the dead tree.It is not the vast dead bones themselves, but the owners of these dead bones still have a more important pursuit than life itself, even though this pursuit seems small and ridiculous.But in this world, who is not small, who is not ridiculous? The conversation between Gengzi and Uncle Yan was heard from afar. The two of them were sitting a little far away from us, talking all the time. "I was bitten too," Gengzi's voice was weaker than before, but still decisive and impulsive, "Uncle Yan, I must be infected." Uncle Yan's face was a little livid, and he said something again, his voice was very low and he could not hear clearly.Gengzi waved his hand, strode to the edge of the cliff, and habitually reached out to touch the smoke, but the smoke was gone.He walked back and forth a few steps violently and bored, then turned around and shouted: "We must leave here quickly, or we will all die!" Gengzi's roar was a bit deafening, this was the first time I saw him be so violent towards Uncle Yan.He had just finished shouting, but froze there.Gengzi pricked up his ears on the edge of the cliff and listened for a while, then suddenly ran to Lao Liu and shouted loudly: "Be alert! There is movement under the cliff!" We suddenly became frightened, and the feeling of drowsiness was swept away.Lao Liu and Yu Yanyan immediately stood up with guns in their hands.Yu Yanyan stretched out her hand and pulled us to a position closer to the inside, and said, "Hide behind." As if trembling before the imminent catastrophe, everyone stood stiffly, or hid, or held guns on guard.Seeing Yu Yanyan standing in front of us made me feel sad.There is no difference between an early death and a late death, but deep down I would rather starve to death than die under the teeth of these strange creatures. "Sister Yanyan, stand with us." I whispered to Yanyan. There is also a look of fear in her eyes, but what I can't forget is the strength she tried to show in front of me: "Liang Ke, I am a soldier." The trembling sound at the bottom of the cliff soon spread to the sky, just like last time.Gengzi, Lao Liu, and Yu Yanyan stood at the forefront of the cliff, and we were inside. Lao Wei helped Uncle Yan up, and when the situation was not good, he took him and us to run towards the dead tree.Uncle Yan struggled a bit, but he was already very weak, but he didn't break free from Wei Datou's hand.In a sense, Wei Qifang, a frail scholar, subdued a former professional soldier for the first time in his life. Surprisingly, these shadows did not climb the cliff.They flew out in groups, but flew towards the distance along the big crack. The sixth man opened his mouth wide, looked at those black shadows that flashed past, put down the gun in his hand and turned back, "Uncle Yan, those things have all flown away." Uncle Yan staggered forward a few steps, squatting on the edge of the cliff to observe the situation.Gengzi also squatted down, propping his elbows on his knees: "What the hell is going on?" Uncle Yan let out a "hush" and continued to listen.Gengzi closed his mouth wisely.After a while, Uncle Yan ordered: "Bring over the emergency light." The power of emergency lights is running out, and these days we try to use various light sources sparingly.Li Dazui once laughed at himself, if he couldn't get out alive with these flashlights or emergency lights, at least he would turn on the lights before he died and die in a place with light. Uncle Yan took the emergency light to shine down the cliff, and we surrounded him one after another.Where the lights passed, there was nothing to see but darkness and rough rock walls. "Did you hear that? What sound?" Uncle Yan turned to ask us. The two master brothers and I shook our heads, and even Professor Tan looked confused. "I heard it!" Yu Yanyan simply lay her whole body on the rocky ground, hanging her head on the edge of the cliff to listen, "It's a roaring sound." "Is it the collapse of the rock wall? Or an earthquake?" Uncle Yan looked at Dou Miao, hoping that the former high-achieving student of the Department of Earth Sciences would give him an answer. "It's over, it's over," Li Dazui's pale lips trembled a few times, "The Twin Wings have just left, and a new way of dying has come up again. Can't God let us starve to death quietly?" Dou Miao, like Yu Yanyan, was already lying on the ground.After a while, he raised his head and hurriedly said to Uncle Yan: "Give me the lamp! Quick!" Uncle Yan handed the lamp to Dou Miao, and Dou Miao shot the light source straight to the bottom of the cliff.The roar at the bottom of the cliff gradually became clear, and even we heard it.Dou Miao turned around, and for the first time I saw such an excited look on his face: "It's water, underground water!" "This, how is this possible?" Lao Wei adjusted his glasses, and his polygonal face trembled like Lao Li's. "Such a loud roar, how much water is there?" There is no doubt about it, Dou Miao's light has already shone on the rising water.Dou Miao stood up and handed the lamp to Gengzi: "Nothing is impossible. The entire Tarim plate was originally covered by the ocean, and fish fossils from 20,000 years ago were found in the rock formations in the Urumqi area. The place where we were standing was originally It's the bottom of the sea." Uncle Yan thought for a moment, then asked Dou Miao: "Then is this water sea water or fresh water?" 窦淼答道：“这个巨大的地下空间应当是当年海底变迁和火山作用的杰作。但水应该是淡水，这个板块地下其实有丰富的储水量。八年前，我和导师曾经到这里来做研究，就是寻找地下水，试图解决沙漠地区的水问题。但……我们失败了。” 李大嘴松了口气：“那就好，至少我们不会被渴死。不过看这水的涨势，我们还是有可能被淹死……” 就在这时，陈伟忽然直起身子，狂笑了起来。他笑得如此疯狂，肆无忌惮的在空间里回荡他的笑声。 “陈伟，陈伟！”埂子被他的笑声扰得心神不宁，试图制止他。陈伟却充耳不闻，依然狂笑着。那种狂喜渗透了他身上每一个毛孔，让他在昏暗中前后摇摆的身体如中了蛊般让人生厌。 埂子伸手堵住了陈伟的嘴，顺便还想在他后颈来一下，严叔连忙制止了他。严叔走到陈伟面前，打量着他，沉声道：“你为什么笑？你意识到什么了？” 在严叔的眼色下，埂子挪开了堵在陈伟嘴上的手。陈伟连忙大口喘息了几下，跪在地上用手抚摸着喉咙。片刻后，他终于缓过气来，抬头道：“死亡……之海。” 他大声的、几乎是用尽全部力气吼了出来：“当死亡之海淹没大地/我将复活/你们的灵魂/将由我牵引至彼岸/获得重生。死亡之海，树死成舟，你们还不懂吗，这些象征，都有其真实的存在！”