Daomu Biji

"You mean, these Milotuo eat people?"

"They eat all the creatures they can catch. The most common way of catching them is that they use a unique method to trap the creatures that stray into certain gaps and caves to death, and then eat their corpses."

We followed him back to the cave. "What is the unique way you are talking about?" Fatty asked.

"They can use their secretions to seal caves and gaps, trapping prey inside the mountains. This process is very fast. There are a lot of gaps in these mountains, like a maze. After many people enter, they will find that the entrance they entered suddenly Just disappeared.”

Fatty and I looked at each other and realized what had happened in the closed cave at the bottom of the lake.

"In other words, they can form rocks themselves. There are two types of rocks here. One is real rock that originally existed.

The other is formed after the body fluids they secrete solidify. The stones formed by this secretion are exactly the same as the original stones here.

They devour and corrode the rock, then fill it with their own secretions, like concrete.

But this method is only effective on limestone, so they will be unable to move forward when encountering volcanic rocks. Another way is to pour strong alkali on the rocks, which can also stop them. "

"Could it be that the rock walls around this ancient road are covered with strong alkali, and although we can see the Milotuo inside, they won't come out?" the fat man asked.

I shook my head: "After so many years, won't it be washed away by the rain?"

The ghost man said: "When it rains, the entire mountain road is a water diversion canal. There is an alkali stone mine on the top of the mountain. All the rainwater on the mountain washes down from the top of the mountain and is led into this water diversion canal.

You can see that the rise of these mountain roads is particularly strange. The rainwater flows very fast here, and there are many water accumulation designs on the surface of the mountain roads. So when the water washes down, there will be countless pools here. After these pools dry up. The alkaline material inside will be covered on the rock surface. "

I remembered the ancient path covered by logs that Fatty took us on when we came here before. There are indeed plenty of puddles there.

"So, this is an extremely special primitive ranch?"

“I don’t think the word ranch is appropriate,” said Ghost Man. “The word we used at the time was, this is a fish pond. The rocks are the water, and these things are the fish in the water.

Fish can swim freely in this area, but they can never land. "

"But this is what you're talking about,

If they enter the Zhang Family Ancient Building, they will definitely die. Does it matter? "

"There is a very common phenomenon in fish ponds. I wonder if you have ever fished. In a crowded pond, when bait is put in, all the fish will be attracted by the bait and gather together.

After they entered the Zhangjia Ancient Building, there were stones covered with strong alkali around the Zhangjia Ancient Building. Those things could not enter, but they would be attracted by the heat radiated by the people inside and squeezed into the Zhangjia Ancient Building. Everything around the ancient building will be crowded at the entrance. "

"You mean, my friends will be trapped to death?"

"That's about it. But it's a little scarier than you think.

If there are too many Milotuo gathered around, the mechanism of the Zhang Family Ancient Building will be activated, and a large amount of highly alkaline water will flow down from the top of the cave. Water mist formed and filled the entire ancient building, forcing the Milotuos gathered around to retreat.

The entire ancient building will be in a strong alkaline fog, and all the people in the building will not survive. "

The fat man looked at me. I didn't know what to say. He said, "Wait a minute. So, have you ever walked into the Zhang Family Ancient Building? Then why are you still alive?"

The ghostly figure lifted his hair, revealing an extremely terrifying face. He reached in front of the fat man and said, "Do you think I'm really alive? I'm just not dead yet."

I saw his face. It became immediately apparent how this melting occurred.

"This is a strong base—"

"I was in the tunnel at the time. It turned into this after being lightly sprayed by strong alkali gas. Those of us inside the building turned into water in an instant."

When he said this, he regained his composure. Although his whole face melted, I was slightly touched - I seemed to have no idea who he was.

He is not in that photo, and he is not the kind of relationship I thought he had with my third uncle. Thinking about it makes me sweat, but I have indeed seen him. Where did I see him? Who is he?

The more I think about it, the less I can remember it. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally gave up. I knew that not flipping through the photo album, or relaxing completely, would only make things worse.

"Brother, I sympathize with you." The fat man walked around a few times and found that there was nothing in the hole, so he sat down next to me. "What are your plans, Fatty? I know the doctor from Xiehe. Judging from your situation, it’s probably more difficult to look like a human being, like a Yanbahu.”

"I won't leave here." He said while drinking water. "I brought you here just to ask you something. What you want to do next has nothing to do with me. Anyway, you can't do anything here.

I raised my head and felt a little thump in my heart, wondering if this was what I was going to ask? Just listen to him: "I've said so much, it's time for you to tell me something I don't know."

"What do you want to know?" I asked. I felt a little nervous, but when I thought about it, telling him something he didn't know didn't mean he could talk nonsense?

He said: "Who is in charge of you now?"

"Are you referring to-"

"I don't care about you 'Chen Qing Sect'," he said, "It's been almost thirty years, and Lao Yu will definitely no longer be in his position."

"No one cares about us." I said, and I could only rely on a rough guess to tell that he was asking the management of the archaeological team back then. "The world has changed a long time ago, and no one cares about us."

In fact, I don’t know if there is really no one in charge, but at least judging from the respective developments of the Xie family, Huo family, and Wu family, there is no possibility of obvious political interference at all.

"No one is in charge?" He murmured to himself, "You also said that no one is in charge. Is what he said true?"

"Have you heard anyone else say that you had any contact with the outside world during this period?" I asked. From what he said, it seemed that he had heard other people say this.

"I won't contact anyone. You know their habits of doing things. I know too many things. If you want to live more comfortably, it may be better here." He said.

I said: "But times have really changed. When you walk out from here, no one will persecute you. The institutions back then are gone, and everyone - everyone is making money."

"Impossible, times will change, but that thing will not change. Wu Sansheng, why did you lie to me."

I sighed, not knowing what to say. This guy has stayed here for so many years, and Banai is a very isolated small village. He may have always thought that the entire era is still the same as it was back then, and there is really no channel for him to understand. The world outside has changed dramatically.

"Stop pretending." The fat man spoke at this time.

I looked back at him, and the fat man said: "You speak so fluently, you must not have been here alone for thirty years.

In a place like this, even if you are a disabled person with all your abilities, you cannot stay for such a long time and still maintain such a clear mind. Fatty, I have seen it before. If a person lives alone for too long, don't talk. Even understanding what others are saying is a problem. "

I also knew this kind of knowledge, so I said, "What the fat man said is right. Do you have anything else to hide?"

He let out a few strange laughs like a ventilator: "Wu Sansheng is still Wu Sansheng, he can always see things that others can't."

"Let me expose you first, okay." The fat man said unsatisfied.

I shook my head to signal the fat man to stop talking, and he said: "I survived because of the guide of the team who saved me.

Many people in that village had seen me and they thought I was crazy. I only had some contact with the old guide. He brought some food and I exchanged some things with him. "

"Are they the things that belonged to those people you killed?" Fatty said, "You took off my clothes because you wanted to change them."

"The old guide you are talking about is Panma, right?" I asked him.

He nodded: "No matter what the outside world is like, the things buried in this mountain should not be known to the world."

"What happened to the others?" he continued.

I thought about it and felt emotional in my heart, how should I put it, so I had to make up a story, try not to mention personal things, only mention a few families and some gossip I heard.

After he finished speaking, he fell into silence. I could feel that he wasn't listening at all.

I suddenly remembered something. I remembered the speculation I had made with Xiaohua at that time. Is the true purpose of the archaeological team really archeology?

Is it what the bag said? Maybe the archaeological team is a funeral team.

I looked at that man and suddenly felt that such an opportunity would never come again. In this world, there might be only one person left from that archaeological team. It would be a shame not to ask him some very practical questions.

But I can't figure out what his attitude is towards us. I tried to bring in his experience, and I feel that his current attitude is very dangerous.

His attitude towards other people is to kill them all. Now he has not killed us, just because we have common acquaintances with him, and he appears here to ask why.

It is impossible for a person like him to change his principles because of feelings. I think that he said so many words carelessly, but he obviously maintained extreme vigilance, which shows that he may have murderous intentions at any time.

Fatty's gun is with him, and we have no chance of winning.

We couldn't ask directly, we had to be extremely careful. I made a question plan in my mind and picked a few questions. There was room for maneuver in each of these questions. I went through it myself again before I plucked up the courage to ask.

"What on earth is it?" This is the first question.

He was stunned for a moment and looked up. I asked him: "What exactly did you transport in back then?" To be continued