Chapter 9 Chapter 8 Accidents and New Discoveries

Unexpectedly, the first sentence that Lao Li packed up was: "I mean them, you don't need to worry about those people, I'll go out now and meet you outside." go out? Immediately, the current temperature popped into my head. When I went outside at night like this, it was at least ten degrees below zero. Although he had already put on a coat, even if he was wearing mink fur, he would probably freeze to death if he went out now. more! However, I just can't stop him now. After all, in the current situation, if we all stay here, if any accident happens, we won't even have a single person to respond.

On the contrary, he has gone out, and we can have a support when we encounter some problems. Moreover, although Lao Li is a technical soldier, his marksmanship and field skills are not bad. Sending him out is also the best choice. Having said so much, Lao Li still strode out, and Section Chief Wang and the others were still wrapped in the quilt and did not come out. To be honest, I hate the cadres in these institutions more and more now.Everyone is pampered, and they are all in this field. Many things still count on us to serve them, and they still think of themselves as the bosses of the organs!

Now that I have made a decision, I will not talk to them anymore. Once something happens in a while, I will definitely abandon these guys immediately. Lao Li pushed open the door and went out. I also closed the safety of the pistol and put it in the holster. After all, the pistol is too unsafe, and it would be bad for me if it went off. Section Chief Wang and the others seemed to have come to their senses when they saw that Lao Li was gone, and they hurried over and surrounded me and asked, "Where is Old Bing Li going? What are you guys doing!" I glanced at them impatiently, and I said coldly, "He's out on guard, and this place is not safe."

Hearing this explanation, they were relieved a little, but none of them showed even a little worry about Lao Li.Seeing them like this made me even more irritable, and I didn't want to stay with these people for a second. After packing up my equipment, I turned to the back room alone, looking at the stone blocking the hole, my irritability intensified, and I turned around in the room, but I still couldn't grasp any clues. Now the time is almost seven o'clock in the evening. Although it is far from dark in Tibet, the sky is gradually getting dark. The kitchen is sealed off for some reason, and the light is even more dim.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but want to make the environment I live in brighter. After all, people will become depressed after staying in such a dark and closed environment for a long time.As soon as I thought about it, I turned on the flashlight and started looking for the location of the window left before. Unexpectedly, when the light of the flashlight hit the largest wall, I actually saw a big skull under the white light of the flashlight. The skeleton was a full 30 centimeters in size, and the painting skills were very rough, and the strokes were messy, and it was obvious at a glance that it was a random drawing.

However, under the place where the skeleton is, there are still some handwritings that can't be seen clearly. There will be such things in this place, which already has a different taste. Out of curiosity, I boldly walked to the front of the skull mural and those words. I walked to the front of those pictures and words. Fortunately, because of my personality, the flashlight in my hand was a high-end LED product. The white cold light shone on those pictures and words, but they were very clear. I saw that the handwriting was rather scribbled, as if it was written in a hurry, but the color was dark red. I secretly speculated that it might have been written with the red spring water in the entrance of the cave.

The above words are quite simple, there are only three sentences in total, the first sentence is "Don't move that stone", the second sentence is "Never drink the water inside" and the third sentence is "Get out of here immediately!" Among the three sentences, only the third sentence is punctuated, and it seems that the word has been smeared repeatedly, probably to make the handwriting clearer. As I was watching, a thought suddenly came to my mind. Listening to what Lao Li said, it seems that the water in this spring is not always red. Stupid enough to drink that kind of water?

If this assumption is true, what would the person who left these handwritings use?Blood?human blood? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but fight another cold war. What kind of situation would make people leave such words with blood? In the corner of the picture, I found another name, Wang Weicheng, why does it become more and more familiar the more I look at it?I suddenly remembered, isn’t this Wang Weicheng the name left on the cement road?Then, my mind was flexible for a rare time. In our terminal, I seemed to have seen this name before, and it was in the station history museum. At this moment, Section Chief Wang probably couldn't find me outside, and walked into the room with his head down. Seeing that I was looking at the things on the wall, he asked curiously: "Xiao Luo Ah, what are you looking at?"

I suddenly remembered that Section Chief Wang seemed to be in charge of the station, maybe he could know something, so I asked casually, "Do you know Wang Weicheng?" When I mentioned this name suddenly, Section Chief Wang was taken aback, and couldn’t remember it for a while, so I could only remind him: “I remember seeing this name in the station history museum of the terminus, but now I can’t remember where I saw it. It's gone." As soon as he mentioned the station history museum, Section Chief Wang slapped his head suddenly and said: "I know, it was the 717 incident. He took the car, and all thirteen people in the car fell to death in the ravine. It happened many years ago. How do you Remember to ask this."

When he said that Wang Weicheng was dead, I just felt chills all over my body, and then I looked at Section Chief Wang with a wry smile and said, "He, and maybe the other dozen people, all died here." When I said that, Section Chief Wang stayed there for a long time. It took a long time before he came back to his senses and stopped me and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, I have seen photos of their accident scene!" I can understand how he feels now, no matter how slow they are, they probably already feel that something is wrong now.What's more, I don't know why, I have a very bad feeling when I go to this place, and I don't know if they feel the same way.

However, looking at him now, he should have noticed something. I comforted him for a while, and when Section Chief Wang calmed down a bit, I pointed to the painting on the wall and told him, "I suspect that this is his What was left with blood before death." Section Chief Wang stayed there, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he said as if he had made up his mind: "Master Luo, just pretend you didn't hear what I'm going to say." I knew in my heart that he must tell me something, and it would affect his future. Section Chief Wang took a deep breath and looked at me, saying word by word: "Xiao Luo, I don't know if you believe in ghosts or gods, but I want to tell you something. Three years ago, something happened in the place. A child's heart was eaten." Hearing what he said was so serious, I felt a little funny instead. Compared with what we are encountering now, this matter is not a big deal, and besides, it is not impossible for such perverts to exist in this society! Seeing my disapproval, he suddenly sneered and said, "Do you think those who stole organs did it? No, his heart suddenly disappeared!" A living person fell to the ground while walking, and was already dead when he was sent to the hospital. After the autopsy, it was found that his heart was gone in his chest cavity, and there was no scar on the outside! Section Chief Wang stood there and stared at me straight after he finished talking about it, making me at a loss for what to say. He stared at me for a while, and finally sighed: "This is true. Let’s pass on this story, but I have a good relationship with the child’s father, and I know something about it. The doctor who performed the autopsy was frightened and kept saying praises to appease God. Later, his father told me that the child died from the mountain. It would be bad to pick up a tribute to praise God." Praise God is a deity believed in the primitive religion of Tibet. I do know this. Later, when Master Padmasambhava came to Tibet, it is said that most of the Praise Gods have been classified as the Tantra gods. However, there are still some areas, especially Nyingchi, who still believe in those praise gods, and it is said that they are quite effective. After saying this, Chief Wang's mood became even more depressed. He kept rubbing his hands and said, "We must have trespassed into the forbidden area of ​​those monsters without permission. What should we do? What should we do?" He still doesn't know that he will become like that at night, and I don't want to tell him this. In the current situation, one thing more is worse than one thing less. If he goes crazy because of that, my chance of survival is undoubtedly It will be much less. After staying here for a while, my train of thought still hasn't been straightened out. Whether it's the strange things about Section Chief Wang and the others, or the fact that Lao Li seems to be hiding something, I'm confused.Until now, there is still no clue that can connect all the things, but somewhere in the dark, I always have a feeling that there should be some connection between these things. To change the way of thinking, suppose that these things are all related to those so-called praises of gods.Then we can only think that a recruit accidentally offended a god of praise in this mountain.Unfortunately, this Zen God is a bad-tempered buddy, and not only did he deal with the bastard who offended him, but he also dealt with us. This explanation seems to be the most reasonable explanation now. If we follow this line of thinking, once the gods are offended, they need sacrifices to appease their anger. Only by relying on the practice of the Benbo wizard can success be achieved. From this point of view, the few of us seem to be doomed this time. The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong. It should not be like this. The situation that Lao Li and the others encountered back then was ten times more dangerous than it is now, but it was resolved in the end, and that Banqin should also be a monk, not a wizard of Benbo. I walked to the fire while thinking, and suddenly heard a crisp sound under my feet, as if I stepped on something.