Chapter 29 Chapter 29 The Expedition Team Ten Years Ago

Shunzi didn't cry in the end, and after a moment of excitement, she relaxed and respectfully fixed his father's hair, but the corpse was already severely dehydrated, and the hair would fall out when touched.After finally sorting it out, his father became like Ge You.I know this kid must still be feeling uncomfortable. Maybe he will still have the luck of his father being alive in ten years. Now that the luck is shattered, one can say that he is relaxed or desperate. Fatty and Panzi didn't know what was going on, they were baffled and broke out in a cold sweat, so I simply told Fatty Panzi what I guessed, and I believe I guessed right.

The fat man also shed tears when he heard this, and said: "My old man also left early, and he has made revolutions for the country all his life, and in the end he was labeled as a counter-revolutionary. I can understand how you feel, Shunzi, but people always want to look good. On the one hand, if father and son can meet again ten years later, God will take care of you, so be careful." When the fat man cried, Pan Zi's eyes were also wet. It's okay, you still have your father. I have never seen my father. The third master has always been like my father, and now his life and death are unknown.

I hurriedly said, "You guys are sick, Shunzi didn't even cry, why are you two joining in the fun, let's see why they died here." Since they can walk in here, there is no reason why they can't get out, and some accident must have happened to die here.We are also in this tomb now, and I don't want us to follow in their footsteps.At the same time, I also feel that it is a bit strange that several corpses appear here. Shunzi's father didn't say anything, he was just a guide, and the others, according to Shunzi, were not suitable for entering the mountain. They insisted on entering the mountain. Ordinary tourists, do they also have some ulterior purpose, is it a coincidence to come here?I must know.

We went to rummage through the backpacks of these people, and there was everything in the backpacks.Turned out like rotten Song Kua Kua's novels, notebooks, pencils, tendon ropes, marching tents, old-fashioned flashlights, old Swiss Army Knives (it still works), and the 1986 version of the Korean-Chinese Dictionary.Bubble gum, old-fashioned lighter, flagon, lipstick, sanitary belt.The medicine box includes gauze, alcohol, cotton and several kinds of medicinal wine, military compass and so on. The novel is "How Steel Is Made". It's an old book. I don't dare to read it. Once I read it, it will fall apart. The notebooks are also old work notes. I saw my father used it when I was in elementary school. There are three books in total. When I opened them, I found that they all recorded some accounts and phone numbers. The notes at that time were these functions.In addition, there was nothing to prove their identities, and most importantly, none of them had ID cards.

We put all these things in a row, almost fully equipped, although not as advanced as ours, but going out should not be a problem, no matter how dangerous the environment is, these equipments can also handle it without leaving. This is strange.I thought to myself, no matter what, on the premise of being able to leave, if these people are going to die, they should die on the way out instead of sitting here, as if waiting to die. Could it be that they are reluctant to part with the treasure here?This is even more impossible. Then if this is the case, is there something strange about dying here?An ominous feeling suddenly surged in my heart, and I suddenly felt that there seemed to be something looking at us in this tomb, and I couldn't help shivering.

The fat man on the side looked at the things we displayed, suddenly "tsk", and said, "Comrades? Have you noticed that there is something missing in these things?" We are all thinking about it, listening to the fat man's question, and looking at those things carefully, but in my concept, I feel that all the indispensable things are there, and I really can't think of anything missing, so I asked him: "What's missing? what?" The fat man said, "Food! No food! Everyone has no food in their bags." As soon as he said that, we were shocked immediately, and then looked at the row of things. Sure enough, all of them were equipment, and there was nothing that could be used to satisfy our hunger.

I wondered: "There is really no food, which means that these people did not die due to accidents. If it was due to accidents, it might not be such a coincidence. Everyone has no food, no, then they... ate up Food, are you starving to death here?" This doesn’t make sense again. People go from having no food to starving to death. As long as there is water, a normal-sized person can last for a month. They want to go out, and they won't starve to death here. If these people starve to death here, there is only one explanation, they can't get out. Thinking of this, I remembered that the tomb door would disappear in the undersea tomb, so I hurriedly jumped up and ran up the golden pile to look at the tomb door we came in, but the tomb door was still there, and it didn't disappear at all, so I was relieved.I was afraid that the door would disappear suddenly, and I was a little at a loss.

The fat man knew what I was worried about, and told me that if such a situation really happened, we don't need to be afraid if we have explosives on our bodies this time, and I felt a lot more at ease. "Could it be like this?" Pan Zi asked Shunzi when he couldn't figure it out after much deliberation: "Do you know how many people are in the expedition team led by your father?" "It seems that there are only seven people, my mother said, but this is just what she saw, and she doesn't know how many people there are. Anyway, before my father left, he set off with seven people."

"Then here are... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, six corpses, and at least two people are missing." Pan Zi said: "These people died here, could it be that those two people just wanted to get rich? , killed the man, and two of them ran away." I shook my head in denial. These people showed no signs of fighting at all. Judging from their movements and expressions when they were dying, they were curled up together, and it didn't look like they were poisoned or died by external force.What made me feel inappropriate the most, and what made it necessary to find out the cause of their death was that the expressions of the corpses were very uniform, revealing a kind of deep despair, as if they had fallen into a hopeless situation.

It was the first time I saw such a corpse, and I couldn't let go of it. I had a premonition that what happened here back then must have been very difficult, and the more I speculated, the more I felt an unspeakable feeling began to surround me. Cold and uneasy, the creepy feeling that something is watching us in this pile of gold is becoming more and more obvious. After thinking about it for a long time, they didn't come up with any tricks. Fatty and the others couldn't hold back, and wanted to start tinkering with those gold objects. This time, I calmly stopped them all, saying that these dead people died in the pile of gold objects. , I really can't let go, let's not move, don't forget the purpose of our coming here.

As soon as I said that they just came to their senses, the fat man suddenly thought of something, and said: "I'm really dizzy, I forgot what I was doing here, the sign led us here, and the door was blown open, but inside is just A treasure room? There is no coffin, and I understand the meaning of the mark, which means that there is a torch, and the mark must have been left by Aning and the others so that their second echelon can transport the treasure." I said: "The door may have been blown up by these corpses, but this is just a tomb room for funerary objects. The coffin is definitely not here. We have to go in the opposite direction." Although it is unreasonable, I always thought that this tomb passage is the main tomb passage, with the tomb door on one side and the center of the underground palace on the other.So how big is this dungeon?Don't be like a maze, when you think of those marks, is it really because the underground palace is too complicated that they left these marks? "What about those things?" The fat man was reluctant. I said: "You can take whatever you want and go away, it's enough for you to live a carefree life for half of your life, and you don't have to be too greedy, and it's not impossible to come back in the future." After the fat man saw those corpses, he obviously murmured in his heart, but it was impossible to take nothing away.So he picked out a few small gold utensils and put them in his pockets. Sunja insisted on taking his father's body out, and carried the body on his back in a backpack bag. We took one last look at the golden Jinshan agate pile, and then filed out of the blast hole under the tomb door. As soon as I got out of the tomb, I heard the fat man say "hmm" again. I had a premonition in my heart, so I quickly picked up the flashlight and looked around, and I couldn't help being covered in white sweat. The murals on the tomb passage outside are different from when they left just now. At some point, all the red murals turned into shadows of black people with huge heads.