Daomu Biji

After experiencing the adventure in Sichuan, climbing is no longer a problem for me. I visually measured the height of the cave. It was more than sixty meters high, about the height of a twenty-story building.

Fortunately, this mountain rock is much easier to walk on. In less than an hour, I climbed very high. What makes me most proud is that the cigarette in my ear did not fall off during the whole journey.

I tied the rope with iron thorns and made a simple safety rope. When I found that it was very difficult to go up any further, I was still about ten meters away from the top of the cave.

The fat man responded to me from below, and I shined my flashlight on the cave ceiling. It was full of stalactites pierced like wolf fangs. As expected, I found that there was something between these stalactites.

But these stalactites are so big and intertwined that I still can’t see them clearly at this distance.

"Is there anything?" The fat man was looking forward to it down there. I thought to myself, if you don't crawl, I won't make you mad, so I ignored him.

The fat man kept shouting below. I calmed down and tried to change the angle on the rock. I almost fell off several times, but I still couldn't see clearly.

I took a few breaths and felt a little depressed. It was a waste of effort to climb so high.

The fat man shouted: "The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke. The purple smoke is produced in this mountain. It is impossible to see clearly from your position. You can shine it for me and set the aperture of your flashlight to the brightest, and I will take a look."

I scolded: "If you are not literate, don't read it. If you want to read it, just straighten your tongue and then read it, okay?"

"I'm so fucking lively. You're just impatient. Don't keep pushing me. If you keep nagging me, I'll make you smoke. You're not necessarily purple smoke." The fat man got angry.

I cursed secretly and had no choice but to shine my flashlight into the stalactites. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see any flowers.

But he also saw something among the stalactites. It's not big, but it must be man-made.

"It can't be seen. It's too far away and the light isn't strong enough. That damn freak took away the telescope, otherwise we could still see clearly."

The core problem is still too far. The tactical distance of Wolf Eyes is actually not close, but human vision is limited. In this kind of concentrated light, things are too small, and if they are not familiar to you at the same time. You see the shape and it's hard to tell what it is.

In this case, you either have a telescope or you have to get closer.

I looked up and saw that it was really difficult to climb up there and the risk factor was very high, but at this time, I had decided to take the risk.

I made a gesture to the fat man to keep going up, regardless of whether he saw it or not.

I tried my best to continue looking for a place to stay, and took a few more steps up.

I just found out. There are smooth lime waterfalls all the way up, and they are at an opposite angle. I just have to step on them. In just three seconds, he would be lying in front of the fat man in a bloody state.

I don’t know how long I have been struggling in that position. The fat man called me countless times and I ignored him. I climbed so high and couldn’t bear to go down like this.

But there was really no way to go. Finally, the fat man was helpless down there and shouted to me: "Come down, the foreman promised to pay."

By staying in that place, my energy was exhausted. I could only crawl down in despair, all the way to the ground. The fat man shook his head at me.

I clapped my hands and sighed: "Now I'm completely at my wits' end. If you have any damaging moves, just use them."

"Fat Master, I have lost my way this morning. I have already run out of ideas. But you are not without success. At least there is something on it." He said, "Actually, I have a way that is possible, but I don't dare to say it. , because it’s too risky. You can use an iron thorn to make a hook and see if you can hook something and swing it over.”

"Then how can I come back?"

"When you come back, hang up on it. When you find the entrance, I will go to the building to rescue the little brother and the others, and then I will come to rescue you. Just hang up on it, smoke a cigarette, and think about our good days in the future."

Fatty’s method is feasible but nonsense. I definitely won’t do it. I won’t say whether the thing above is really related to the entrance. Let’s just say that Fatty went there. If he also died inside, then I will hang here and starve to death. This It's such a hard way to die.

After climbing once, my body function was very exhausted, and my fingers were shaking a little, so I went to soak in the water while moving. At this time, I suddenly realized that my hands felt wrong.

When I looked with a flashlight, I found that my fingers were dark and the nails were all black.

dirt? Mud?

But it felt very greasy, not like mud. When I smelled it, I could smell a strange smell in my nails. Not everyone can smell this smell, but I immediately understood what was on it.

"Don't look at it, you are just like old ladies, but you are still so particular." The fat man scolded.

I said, "No, this is the smell of kerosene." As I said that, I looked at the surrounding rock walls.

"There is kerosene in the cracks of these rocks."

I came to the edge of the rock wall, put my hand in and touched it. It was dry and there was nothing inside. Then I continued to climb up until I was three or four people high. I then put my hand into the cracks in the rocks. I touched a hand full of black oil in one fell swoop.

Fire oil is a special kind of oil. Its ingredients are all kinds of weird. The oil prepared by many recipes can be called fire oil. The only common feature is that this oil is gelatinous, fluid, but very viscous. . When there is a cotton wick, it burns very slowly, and is usually used as a permanent lamp or torch in a closed place. They sit for a long time without going bad or drying out.

The gap was very narrow and I couldn't put my hand completely in, but when I shined a flashlight into it, I found that the content of kerosene in the gap was very high. On the dark layer, you can still see a lot of fist-sized cotton balls inside.

I looked up along the gap and found that the gap filled with fire oil was continuous, spiraling all the way to the top of the cave.

This is a path to light a fire. Looking at the cotton wick, it looks like it is used for lighting.

The fat man also climbed up and was surprised when he saw it: "Hey, there's sesame sauce in it. What is this?"

I pointed at the cotton core and explained to him. When he looked up, he was speechless: "**, if you want to point this out, it must be really spectacular."

"But, what is this thing used for?" I asked, "Does it take so much kerosene to look in the mirror? This is so fucking extravagant and wasteful. Besides, this thing must be disposable, these kerosene points Once it's on, it's impossible to put it out. Even if you have a fire extinguisher, it's very difficult to climb up and spray it around. Every bit of the oil has to be burned out."

"Not necessarily." Fatty said, pointing to the cotton wicks among them, "Look at these cotton wicks, they all have signs of burning. These things have all been ignited."

I shook my head: "It must have been lit when testing the quality of the cotton wick, and then put in. If it was lit here, the kerosene here must have burned out before it can be extinguished. You climb up the wall with the fire all over the wall. How many people will die if you put out the fire? Moreover, all the oil ditches here are connected. If you want to put out the fire, you must extinguish all the cotton wicks at the same time. If you extinguish one, the flames on the side will immediately burn it again. ignite."

The fat man touched his chin and nodded: "It makes sense. However, there should be a connection between this kerosene ditch and this mirror here, right?"

I nodded and he said, "That's OK." He took out his lighter and said, "Comrade Marx said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

When I saw it, I was immediately shocked. I was about to ask, "What do you want to do?"

The flame of the lighter almost flew out of the fat man's hand. With a flick of his hand, the fat man put the lighter into the gap. The kerosene inside was ignited immediately, and a fire dragon spurted out from the gap in the rock.

Neither he nor I expected the flames to be so fierce. We were both caught off guard and jumped out, falling heavily into the water.

Fortunately, there was water below, so I didn't suffer any pain from the fall. I struggled to get up immediately. When I looked up, I saw a jaw-dropping spectacle.

A fire dragon was seen spiraling upwards, crawling randomly on the cave wall as if it was frightened, leaving a blazing mark of flames. Almost instantly, the entire cave was illuminated by fire.

At the same time, the temperature in the cave began to rise, and a smell of fire oil immediately filled the entire space.

We watched dumbfoundedly as the fire dragon spread upwards in circles, almost feeling dizzy.

It took ten minutes for the fire dragon to climb to the top and stop. We saw a spiral of flames covering the entire cave wall. The entire cave was completely revealed. I found that the shape of the cave was like an inverted trumpet, and all the firelight was concentrated into the mirror in the water. The ancient building in the mirror was illuminated as if it were daytime.

"Awesome." Fatty said dully.

I looked back at him and snatched the lighter from his hand: "You are crazy, what if this oil line is connected with explosives? This place is not what it used to be. Fatty, can you be more reliable and let us live a few more years?" ?"

"If you want to live a few more years, you shouldn't come here." The fat man said. He didn't look at me at all, but looked up. "Fat man, I'm not as stubborn as you. Look, what is that?"

I looked up and immediately saw that there was a very small model of an ancient building in the originally dim area on the top of the mountain.

A small model of the ancient building hangs upside down on the cave ceiling. If the light wasn't so strong that it eliminated all the shadows, it would be impossible to see it.

"Zhang Family Ancient Building!" I frowned. At the same time, I saw many light spots shining on the ancient building. It seems that there are many lenses around the model of the ancient building, reflecting the firelight here. At the same time, I also saw countless light spots flickering on the surrounding walls, and the entire cave looked like glass.

The fat man murmured: "It turns out that the Zhang family are all from the Lilliputian Kingdom."

"No, this is a filter." I said. I looked at the shape of the entire cave and immediately understood its operating mechanism. Looking at the wall full of flames, I knew it was impossible to verify. But I am almost certain that there will never be a second possibility about the secret of the ancient building in the mirror. To be continued