Chapter 112: Qinling God Tree · Diary

The cave collapsed, and the big and small stones would hit my head no matter what three, twenty-one, twenty-one, and there would be a danger of burying them under the rubble for an additional second. In this case, there is a good way in front of me. How can I control the others? I pulled him and shouted at him: "What can't go in, don't you go outside and wait to die?"
Old itch said: "The situation inside is unclear, you look at it first!"
I said to him: "I can't control so much. Look at this situation. Inside is the Longtan Tiger Cave. I have to break through." He said, pulling him to the cat in the cave.
The old itch squeezed his hand hard and would n’t let me pull him in. He said, "Please listen to me once, this hole ca n’t go in!"
Said he was going to pull me out. I was furious. I just wanted to ask him if he wanted to die or something. Suddenly a stone fell suddenly. I quickly let go and both of them fell back. The stone "boomed" across us, and the hole that collapsed was blocked at once.
I was terrified enough, I yelled and asked him if it was ok. After a long time, I heard him groan and replied: "It's okay, his mother's head was smashed. This is no longer collapsed. How are you? ? "
I told him that I was fine. I pushed the stone and did n’t move at all. I knew the way was broken. So I looked around. I thought it was another cave in the rock wall. There must be an exit on one side. It is a closed space, very narrow, and it seems to be a natural mountain gap. I always feel familiar with the situation.
Climbing a few steps with broken stones, I suddenly realized that this was a cave after collapse. However, the cave here has been collapsed for some years. All the collapsed areas have collapsed, and the ground is full of gravel.
I was wondering just now why the giant snake was so powerful. It struck the hard rock like this after several impacts. Now I want to think that this place has already collapsed a long time ago. That last accident will inevitably damage the surrounding rock layer and the surface The rock that looks solid, in fact, has already cracked inside, hit the giant snake, and finally burst, and collapsed this passage.
I looked at the top of my head and found that there was a gap between two collapsed boulders. The degree of agreement should be very strong. Even if the outside is still striking, only dust will fall here.
The giant snake seemed to use almost the same strength, hitting it a little bit lighter, and finally quieted down.
I was shocked, and remembered that the old itch just pulled me. If I let it go in time, it is now a meat patty. I am not angry, and I am angry behind the stone: "You just took the wrong medicine. ? Almost killed you. "
The old itch was blocked by a stone, and he could n’t get in if he wanted to enter. He also said,
What did I take the wrong medicine? Why do n’t you say that you are awkward? You see it ’s better now.
I picked a few stones and saw the light from the old itchy flashlight coming through the gap between the stones. However, the biggest stone was at least as big as an eight-central table. The gap between them was limited. I could reach out, but people Will not get out.
I knocked the stone a few times and hit a few white stubble. The two stones had the same hardness and it was very hard to hit. The old itch saw that the crushed stone that I hit on it started to loosen again. I was too busy to stop it, and said, "You take it easy, and knocking here will collapse again."
I said, "It is also a knife to stretch one's head and shrink one's head. Anyway, it is either crushed or starved, so there are so few concerns."
Old itch said: "You still don't. When we haven't reached the end of the mountains and waters, you first look around. If there is anything special, you will call me immediately."
I looked around for a week, here the black gourd boom, all I could see was gravel, and I told him that there was nothing in it.
He heard a silence and asked, "Is there really nothing? You look carefully."
I said, "What are you doing? I'm just going to have a big buttock. I must have seen something."
Old itch said: "Well, you look carefully, I also go to the front to see if it is so tight, maybe there is a gap to crawl out."
Speaking of his flashlight, the light was removed. I rested on the stone and took a break. I crawled into the gap and looked around. I knew that there would be no exit. The stone on the head weighed several tons and was trapped. Here, I am afraid that I can't get out in a year and a half.
Walked inside again, and there was no way. I was about to turn my head back, and suddenly saw something seemed to be drawn on the stone wall.
At first glance, I thought it was some graffiti-like cave paintings, very original, probably left by ancestors who cast bronze trees. If you look closely, you will find that the pattern on the graffiti is an airplane and a few English letters. This is a modern work.
Who would engage in these things in such a place? I am very puzzled.
Half of the graffiti was pressed into the pile of crushed stones under my feet. I removed the stones and wanted to see what was painted. After removing a large stone, a dark rag appeared, which seemed to be a Pieces of clothes.
I ripped apart the rags, and a shriveled man's hand was exposed as it shriveled and rotted away. The hands are claw-like, and they seem to want to crawl out of these rubbles, and finally exhausted to death.
I was taken aback, almost calling out, and I said, why is there a dead person buried here? Was it when the cave collapsed and was buried here alive? Who is this person?
I continued to remove the stones, and soon a body appeared. The corpse has been completely decayed. It seems that it has been buried here for some years. The clothes on the body are broken into a ball. I do n’t know the color of the texture, but from the amulet hanging on his neck, this person may be Like us, we also come to fight.
Remembered that the corpse seen at the bottom of the waterfall was rotten to the same extent as him. Those two people may be a gang. They really die for money and birds for food. These two people may be my end.
I continued to dig, dig out the whole body, and found a backpack, which was too rotten to rot, it was almost empty, only some black debris, I did not know what was rotten, and I turned the back. , A notebook fell out of the mezzanine.
The notebook is almost gone. Fortunately, the paper is good. The words written with a blue ballpoint pen are still clear. I picked it up and looked at it. Some geographies and phone numbers were recorded in the front. I turned to the back and suddenly froze for a moment. There are some diaries here. The time when I read the first article seems to have been recorded three years ago.
This person's font is relatively naive and should not be very good at writing. Each diary is only a hundred words. I quickly turned a few pages and saw the back spine cool.
Judging from the records in the diary, this person should have been here three years ago. The diary did not write about the process of his coming, but began to record from the time he was trapped in this cave, but in the following content, occasionally mentioned his experience before coming in.
They should have a total of eighteen, because it is mentioned in one of the articles: Only one of the eighteen people is left. It is also mentioned that they did not enter by our route, but came from a huge tree hole surrounded by aerial roots in the banyan forest at the top of the mountain.
This should be the old banyan tree, we did n’t have a chance to go in. We did n’t expect that there was such a big stilt in it. If we knew this, we would n’t have to spend so much trouble.
But looking down, I couldn't help but feel glad that I didn't go that way, because it was remembered that the way they came down was extremely dangerous. Eighteen people went in. There were only six left when they came out from the bottom.
It is estimated that the tree hole should be opened in the middle of the forest, and the old ancestors of the banyan tree that dozens of people can't hold, as old itch said, but the banyan tree is a single tree, and the forest is a few or one. , Now it's unclear. After these people came down, it should be exactly the opposite of us. We climbed directly from the bottom of the bronze tree, and they should have fallen directly on the top of the bronze tree.
To my surprise, he also said that after they found nothing on the sacrificial platform, they went down the surrounding plank road, but the bottom of the plank road was full of water, like a very deep water pool, the water was green, I can't see it at all.
They jumped into the water pool and found that the depth was so deep that they could not dive in without equipment. The diving equipment they brought was too small. After trying it out, they had to give up. Six people floated to the surface and looked dumbfounded.
It turned out that when they dived, the water level dropped extremely. When they came out, the boardwalk with their equipment was six or seven meters away from them. They did not expect this stubble, the rope was all in the bag, not carried on the body, all panicked.
The water level dropped rapidly. A group of them climbed onto the bronze tree, and a group of people ran into the hole exposed in the rock wall. The owner of this diary entered the cave where I was at that time, but unfortunately, he has not entered the cave for a long time, and suddenly a black dragon-like python suddenly emerged from the water and chased down the bronze tree. Going up, he only heard the trumpets and gunshots of his companions, so scared to hide in the cave and dared not go out.
This disaster was unprepared. His companions were all desperate. One of them started explosives before he died in the fight with the python. They were preparing to open the mountain to explode the tomb, so the amount of explosives was so large that they exploded and collapsed. The cave collapsed with shock waves.
The owner of the diary was temporarily fainted. When he woke up, he found that he was trapped. He expected such a violent explosion. The people outside must not have survived. He came to steal the tomb and he was not targeted. He expected someone to rescue him. It's also impossible.
The next content started to get a little boring.
He was trapped in the crevice for seven days. He did n’t carry much food, and he ate it all at once. He was thirsty and hungry, and his battery was exhausted. In the darkness, he knew that his limit was coming and remembered that his old lady was nobody. Take care of it, you can't help it.
In the next few days, he was in a trance because of hunger. One day he woke up, and he did n’t know when it was now. He only felt thirsty. When he was in a trance, he picked up a kettle that had dried up and poured a few sips. When a miracle happened, sweet water suddenly poured out of the kettle. He didn't know what was going on. He drank greedily for more than ten minutes, but the water was not rare.
He thought he was dreaming, and said that he must be dying, and he had hallucinations, so he simply died, and thought that since it was a dream, there might be something to eat in the bag. The bags were full, and he was overjoyed, eating desperately, and almost choked to death.
Gradually, he discovered that all this was not a dream. At first, he thought that God had manifested his spirit and came to rescue him. Later, he felt more and more wrong. Finally, he discovered that there was a certain connection between his production and his thoughts, but It ’s not a matter of trying everything. For example, when he wants to eat something, it does n’t appear, but when he touches the food in the bag, he often feels what he likes to eat, although There is nothing in the bag.
He began to analyze consciously and experiment with thinking. Gradually, he discovered his material ability. He wrote a lot in this paragraph. The process of the experiment was very complicated. In the end, he did not draw a conclusion about the materialization ability, but thought that he became a "tranced god".
The graffiti on the stone was painted during this time. I am afraid he painted and played when he was extremely bored.
At the end of the diary, he wrote that he would use this ability to try to go out from here. If he succeeds, he can go out to be a superman. If he fails, he will die here. I do n’t know that he did one last time. What experiment, anyway, seems to have failed in the end.
But a person with this ability came to the real world, and I do n’t know if it ’s a good thing or a bad thing.
Seeing this corpse and thinking of my own situation, I couldn't help feeling cold. I didn't have food at all. I'm afraid I couldn't even support it for seven days. Besides, even if there was food, I would be trapped endlessly here. It would be better to die. .
I put down my diary, and then searched the pocket on the body to find a mobile phone. I have run out of electricity. I tossed it aside and pulled out a purse with some money in it. What I said was rotten. It will rot, what's this called?
I still have this person's ID card in my wallet. I pulled it out to see what the unlucky ghost was called. I saw it with a flashlight. I saw that the person's photo was blurred, and the name was still clear. It was called "Xie Zi Yang."
This surname is really rare. This is also the surname of Jielian who died in the seabed tomb. I looked at this person's birthday and it was quite young. It's just a pity.
Suddenly, the flashlight flashed in the back, and the old itch had crawled back and asked me behind the stone: "Old Wu! What are you looking at?"