Chapter 39 Chapter 39 The Only Exit

The tomb passage sloped downwards, and the angle became steeper and steeper. Fatty and I shot straight down with the flashlight, and there was no sign of the end, and there was always deep darkness at the end. I panicked a little. We have traveled a long distance all the way down, and we have penetrated into the interior of Changbai Mountain. If we keep going like this, where will we go?Is it the center of the earth? But even if it is the center of the earth, we must go on, because the guiding sign left by Poker Bottle clearly indicates to us that he is walking in this direction, and every step we take is a step closer to the truth.

We have no choice but to bite the bullet and go on.After walking by the light of the flashlight for more than 20 minutes, the fat man said to me: "Xiao Wu, have you noticed that the tomb passage is getting warmer?" I nodded and said, "Maybe our destination is close to the stratum active area of ​​the volcano, where there is lava or hot spring activity, and the temperature will gradually rise. Where exactly did Wang Zanghai dig?" The fat man couldn't answer the question either. After going forward for a while, the fat man suddenly turned around and asked me, "Tell me honestly, what special relationship do you have with that little brother?"

I was choked up by the fat man's question, and I didn't know how to answer. Then I realized that I had misunderstood, and what he asked was not the kind of relationship I thought. The series of events happened too fast just now, and I actually didn’t fully react to it myself. Thinking about it now, Fatty didn’t know that my blood had already shown the same phenomenon as Poker Bottle’s blood in the Qinling Mountains. It was the first time he saw it. How can I not be surprised.In order not to show his shortcomings in front of Aning, he didn't ask at that time. Now that there are only the two of us, he naturally wanted to ask.However, with his personality, it is impossible for him to ask seriously. He asked about my relationship with Poker-Face, and he should just be wondering why my blood can also "repel insects".

According to Master Liang, the strange ability of my blood should be related to the Qilin blood that ate the smoked corpse, but I really can’t remember if I have eaten this kind of thing, and I don’t know anything about Qilin blood, so I can’t be sure. Answer him, and I was also an accident just now, a fundamentally unconscious behavior, and I can't just conclude that my blood is at work. Seeing that I didn't answer, the fat man thought that I agreed with him, and said, "He may be your long-lost brother, younger brother, or cousin, or your father's illegitimate child. Your family has inherited this special ability."

I scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, my father is only my son, if he is a pedant who has an illegitimate child, then there is really no man in the world who can be trusted." The fat man still thought there must be something wrong with it, and I really didn't want to discuss it with him, so I changed the subject. After walking for a long time, the tomb passage finally came to an end. When I walked out of the tomb passage, a gust of warm wind suddenly came, which lifted my spirits.I hurriedly turned on the flashlight and looked around, and found that this is a gallery built on the cliff, just like the sacrificial altar of the fake spiritual palace that we saw in the ice dome when we came, the floor under our feet is a corridor. The column stands on the cliff, and a huge black tripod stands in the middle of the corridor. One of the tripod's feet has sunk into the stone floor, showing a posture about to fall. Obviously, we have to be careful when walking on this platform. , the underlying stones are aging.

The edge of the platform is a cliff, and the top is also pitch black, and the top of the head cannot be seen. The fat man grumbled: "Why... it's the end again, there is no way to go, there is still no coffin, where is this Wannu king hiding?" I said: "This is not the strangest thing. We came along the sign of that little brother. There are very obvious clues along the way, but you see, there is no one here. Could it be that these people found that this is a dead end?" , have they all gone back? Or..." I looked towards the darkness to one side, "flew away?"

When we walked to the edge of the corridor, the signal flare suddenly burned in the sky. In this extremely dark space, it was like a small sun, illuminating the situation in front of us at once. With the light of the signal flare, I saw that this place is actually a huge mountain crack. The corridor we are on is built on the cliff of the crack on one side, and more than 200 meters away from us is the cliff on the other side of the huge crack. Rather, it feels like being on a cliff in one of Africa's great surface rifts.We all couldn't help but let out an exclamation. The signal flare gradually fell and fell under the corridor, showing the situation below us, and another shocking scene appeared in front of us. We saw countless bronze chains as thick as bowls in the bottomless rift below. Traversing both sides, connecting the rift valley together.

With the falling light source, twenty meters below the corridor, to the depths of a chaotic rift, I don’t know how many such chains are there, and the sparse places are almost invisible, but on the deep chains , and there are many things hanging densely, like many bells, which are too far away to see clearly. At this time, the fat man found a rock climbing rope at one end of the porch, and hung it down from one end of the platform to the top of the nearest bronze chain below, where it was tied. The fat man frowned and said, "That's enough, but that little brother is also persevering. It seems that he climbed down. Do we have to go down and learn from monkeys?"

I said: "Looking at the denseness of the chains below, it must not be difficult to climb, but what is this place? Why is there such a strange setting? Could it be that the coffin of King Wannu will be under this rift? Have you ever wondered?" However, how could they transport the huge coffin down?" The fat man said: "It's really possible, but the ancients always had their own ingenious methods. Should we go up and inform those foreigners, or go down first?" I said: "I don't know if I can come up again after going down. We don't need to be a scout dog for them and call them down. Their equipment and technology are better than ours, and it will be beneficial. Besides, Pan Zi is still up there." , Anyway, the third uncle has already been found, so just spend a little more time."

The fat man thought of Kirk's muscles all over his body, and agreed with me. We went back the same way, knowing that the road was quite long, and we speeded up unconsciously. Aning and the others had been waiting impatiently for a long time. They thought something happened to us, and they were relieved when they saw us come back.I took Pan Zi's water, took a sip, and then told what I saw. As soon as she heard that there was a bronze chain across the bottom, Ah Ning quickly took out the photos she took from the underwater tomb, pointed to one of them, and saw many Eastern Xia warriors carrying bows and arrows on the murals in the photo, Climbing on a cliff, and the background is countless things similar to chains, which obviously depicts the situation when the Dongxia people explored the huge underground rift.

I said: "It seems that those chains were not set up by the Dongxia people. They should have been curious at the time, what was going on under the rifts that were sealed off with chains." The fat man said: "These iron chains, could they be some kind of defensive measures for the ancestors who built this place to prevent things below from climbing up? For example, the giant black soft things depicted in the murals." I nodded and said, "It's possible." Then I asked Aning, "Which one is this mural? What's the next one?" Aning said: "According to the general rules of narrating murals, this should be the sixth to last mural, and there are five more after that, in order..." Aning spread out the last five photos. I saw the mural in the last photo. It was a scene of many Eastern Xia warriors shooting arrows with bows. It seemed that there was a tragic battle, but the enemy could not be seen on the mural. I don’t know. What are they wrestling with.I thought of that kind of strange bird that couldn't see its figure when it was flying in the air, and my heart tightened, and I wondered if there was such a thing down there? And the next one is the scene of many evil spirits coming out of the stone. There doesn't seem to be much plot connection between murals and murals, but it seems to give people infinite associations and a very conscious feeling. Aning asked me: "Did you see something strange again? Wu Chaoren?" I laughed at myself: "It's not that I can see anything, you see, behind the mural of climbing the cliff is the scene of the battle, I feel that this may tell us what dangers we will encounter after descending into the rift valley , whoever has arms, prepare them.” A few people regarded me as a spiritual leader, and what I said was what I said. Kirk hurriedly picked up his M16 and made a gesture of wrapping it on him.We packed up our bags and walked towards the tomb passage that cut deep into Changbai Mountain. I followed at the end of the team to see how my third uncle was doing, but I was still unconscious, and I didn't know what frightening things he saw here. Pan Zi reassured me, saying that even if he crawled, he would I have to crawl and drag third uncle out of this ghost place together. Walking in the tomb passage, looking at the nervous people in front of me, I also had a strange feeling in my heart. In the absence of Chen Pi's fourth and third uncles, I had to act as the leader of these people. This feeling is There is an inexplicable pleasure that I have never felt before.But are my thoughts and my decisions really the right ones, and am I driving them all to their deaths?Thinking of this, I feel hesitant again. Soon everyone came to the porch, and the fat man fired another signal flare to let everyone see the spectacular scenery around the rift valley. Pan Zi and I took out the rope and prepared to climb down. This was an extremely risky decision, but we The way out has been completely blocked, there is no other choice. I don’t know what’s going on below. Ah Ning and his group are not good people. After I took out all the ropes, I pulled the fat man over and told him to be careful. Now we are all in trouble. Cooperate, once you get to the bottom and have a clue about the way out, be careful of that stinky woman turning her face and denying her. The fat man patted me on the shoulder and gave me a look, which meant that he had already saved his hand.Afraid that I would be worried, he tore off a corner of his clothes and let me see that there were ten remaining detonators tied around his waist. We tried it. The rope of Pokerfinger was very strong. Pan Zi was still the pioneer. He was the first to climb down. After getting down on the chain, he hung his body like a horizontal bar athlete and jumped easily. When I got to another chain below, I repeated this five or six times. I had already gone down more than ten meters, and I gave me an OK gesture. Aning's equipment is much better than ours. Kirk put on a divergent guiding headlight and turned himself into a moving light bulb. The second climbed down. We used Kirk's head as a guide and climbed one after another. Go down the corridor and come to the world of suspended chains. However, the density of the chains is quite high, and it is still very convenient to climb. No matter what the original purpose of the bronze chains is here, it gives people like us a convenient ladder.After climbing for a long time, I have become proficient in various movements and mastered some tricks. It feels like Spider-Man is reborn. Like a spider, more than a dozen people descended slowly, and nothing unexpected happened along the way, and we were amazed by the firmness of the chains.Four hours later, the overhead balcony had become very small, and we had entered the depths of the rift valley, which was beyond our sight from above.Those bronze chains hanging like giant bells that couldn't be seen clearly from above appeared in my field of vision. To be cautious, I blew the bat whistle to stop Kirk and Pan Zi at the bottom, and looked down with Aning's night vision binoculars. In the faint green field of vision, I saw those who were hanging on the chains. The things, it turned out, were some dead people who were hanged there, a black hair-like thread stretched from the back of their necks, and hung on the chain.Looking at the quantity, the chains underneath are so densely packed that it is almost impossible to count them all. Wang Zanghai’s dragon fish ciphertext reveals that the kind of human-headed bird that we can’t see when flying in the air and only appears when it lands, likes to hang its prey on the branches to dry. With so many corpses, could it be that the bottom is their lair? It's no wonder that Boyoupin told us not to go down, but we have no other way to go now. If we don't go down and give it a try, wouldn't we die as well?I suppressed the fear in my heart, made a gesture, signaled everyone to be alert, and continued to descend. We have come here, even if it is hell below, we have to bite the bullet and go down.