The Dead Zone: Maya Stela: Volume 2

By Qi Men

In 1992, an old man with black eyes "stole" an unpublished and commonly found Mayan stone tablet at the site of Copanmaya, 56 kilometres west of Santa Rosa. The information recorded on it was a huge 'wealth' that no one could even imagine.In 2016, leftists who helped their grandfathers with their books at home stumbled on a stone tablet wrapped in parchment, and at the same time an international group seeking his "help" came knocking. But that was not the only surprise.The black stone forest carved with his name in the Yiyang Maya Project, Henan Province;The lacquered gold wooden box hidden under the ancient lake of Tzu Lake in Ningbo City;the grave robber Uncle Li, who knew him and had bought him deliberately;As if the old man knew him well;The weirdest thing is his father's determination that he is doomed …

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Apr 14, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648846137

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CHAPTER 101 - SYNCOPE

At the same time as I drilled my way over, I shook my flashlight. In front of me was a dark and deep small path. It looked similar to the one we dug, except the soil around it was more compact. It would also reflect a layer of yellow light.

I was stunned for a moment. Why did he pat the dirt on his leg and look over there as well?

I didn't look at my hair. I walked up to the cave and found that it was surrounded by yellow light. I leaned to the side and wiped it off. It was very smooth, but not smooth. There were many round or teardrop-shaped bulges on the bottom surface, which looked smooth and round.

I gasped.

It seemed to be attached with wax?

I cut off a bit of it with my fingernail and rubbed it against my finger. It turned into powder and got darker as I rubbed it, until it finally turned into tiny particles and fell out of my finger.

He tested the other and said, If we use a torch, it will burn up. If we don't use a torch, it might be fine.

I shook my head. There must be some kind of trap in there, and it's the kind of trap we can't escape in the dark.

No matter how flawless the mechanism was, it would inevitably have its limitations, stemming from the limitations of the times. Many of the traps that could have been unsolvable at the time were now made with the help of technology.

The limitations of the mechanisms in this cave were fire and light. In that era, fire and light could basically be considered the same thing. Bringing along pearls to steal tombs was after all a reckless and wasteful object, so the possibility of its existence wasn't very high. But in our time, there is no doubt that fire has light, but I do not have to light fire if I want light.

I turned the light of the flashlight to its brightest and used the beam to probe inside.

The fire piston is flammable, but it is not easy to drop sparks. The difference between torches and their sizes depended on the intensity of the light, which meant that the torches could see things that the fire piston might not be able to.

Of course, this was just my guess. The interior was filled with winding paths. I was unable to accurately determine what the place where the light couldn't reach was like.

I looked down at my watch and shouted, They're still moving inside...

As long as he was alive. His mind was set ablaze. He turned on the flashlight and held it against the wall as he said, When we leave, we can't be too close.

I said yes. He crawled in with his back bent, but he didn't need to crawl. When he bent his knees, he could walk on both feet. I waited for the cat to reach the corner before I wobbled forward.

In the visual field before we came in, there was no visible mechanism. We moved quickly, since even if we did, we would not be able to guard against it. After the first corner, I didn't dare to be as careless as before, and my actions slowed down as well. When I reached the corner, he only advanced a little.

I stepped back a little, just using the flashlight to sweep around.

It looked much the same as the road we had taken before, except that the soil was darker and more granular under the wax. But no matter how I looked at it, I just didn't want to remove the flashlight. When I looked again, I could only see that the reddish black particles were slowly opening...

F * ck!

In my heart, I suddenly felt a rush through the f * cking horse, numb scalp and what is a greeting: Look at the wall!

He Wei looked ahead and said through gritted teeth, The road ahead is not far. We'll rush there in one go! It was obvious that he did not have much confidence as his feet moved as fast as lightning. I watched the tiny black insect that had been curled up spread out like a watermelon insect when I was a child. But as I walked forward, a black line the size of a fingernail slowly rose from the belly of the insect that had been the innermost part of my body, now exposed, until the line was ninety degrees above my body and sharp at the top. I gritted my teeth and ran forward. He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. If that's the case, then it's not a big deal. We don't advance at the speed of a snail, so by the time they break through the wax and come out, I would have already advanced who knows how much.

What was in front of me? Seeing that it was another corner, I quickly followed it. But I took two quick steps and was just behind me, and the latter was as still as a statue. Why aren't you leaving? This scene looked a little familiar. His back was burning as Elder Li stood stiffly with his face and posture.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned around, and this time the rigid posture he had maintained was gone, and his whole body went limp, like a pile of mud. He had his eyes closed and a drop of black and red on his brow. I started. However, he did not see the black slender needle. It was most likely a inhalation and it had already pierced through.

I didn't delay, I didn't care about what would happen if I left the suction in the wound, I squeezed the motionless bug to death, the dark green blood and the lump of black liquid immediately burst out. I was so disgusted that I casually rubbed it to try to shake it, suddenly I felt a numbness at the side of my left temple, I immediately pinched it, and it was indeed another insect. It scared me, because I couldn't feel the feel of the worm on my face. The tiny numbness was short-lived, and if I hadn't been tense, I might even have ignored it.

I looked and saw that the hole in front of us had grown bigger. It wasn't too far away and I immediately wanted to drag him away. Just as I walked up to his side, I was about to collapse. Normally I could have stepped over it with my eyes closed and pulled it over. But now we can't stand up, our feet are bent, we can't move.

I was furious. I looked at the bamboo pole in my hand that I wanted to use to lift him up and throw him over. I suddenly thought of the retractable pole in my bag. But now, where would I find the time to do so?

The back of my neck tingled again, and when I reached out, there was another, almost at the same time, pain in my forehead and in my right hand. My right hand, which I was holding on to, switched to my left hand. My left hand went limp, and a black brick fell out of my pocket and split into two pieces on the ground. Small buzzing sounds rose from below.

I felt the strings in my head tighten even more. My eyes couldn't help but stare at the slowly rising black ball. Next up is heaven or hell!

That insect circled in the air twice before flying straight in front of me, heading towards the wall opposite the pit, then lying motionlessly on the wall. My limbs, stiff as stone, were suddenly full of strength. I pulled the telescopic pole out of my bag and tied a knot on one end of the ribbon under my hat. I bent over, my hands on the pole, one foot on the other side.

When I came to the ground, my eyes filled with tears, I pulled forward so that half of him was suspended in the air, and because I was holding him down, the knot on my hat prevented me from turning over.

Even so, his weight could not be underestimated. I felt like cursing him in my heart. This little bastard, he's not at all light on Skinny Mom! My hands were going to cramp, and I shifted the weight of my legs, and then the force pulled him over and almost rolled him over and down the pole face down into the pit. I pulled with all my might, and the pole struck him hard in the back. There was a hiss. I thought that he had woken up, but when I saw him, I felt so depressed that I passed out. Just a natural physiological reaction.

F * ck! I picked up the pole and dragged it with me. A distance of around eight meters was like a thousand meters, and he was sweating profusely in the cold weather. My back began to ache faintly again.

It was all thanks to that black bug that kept him under control. Otherwise, he would really be a tiger with wolves in front of him. However, it might be his bad luck. Even if he had bugs in his pocket, he would still be bitten.

F * ck, the one who is in trouble right now isn't me.

When we get outside, I don't care if there are any traps in front of us. He grabbed his collar and hid in a corner before putting it down and going to his bag to search for disinfectant and band-aid.

Previously, when I was stabbed on the back by the pole, there wasn't even a reaction. I squeezed hard on the small hole on his forehead, but was unable to find the size of the bite from the mosquito.

What do I need to do now? I said that my back was hurting and I squeezed out a large amount of yellow and green pus from my head until it turned red. After applying the disinfectant, I was relieved and gave him a brief explanation.

He heaved a sigh of relief, It wasn't in vain for me to hold it.

I didn't have the time to argue, so I watched him cover his forehead as he sat to one side and looked around:

Coming out of the long hole, the two sides were narrow and wide, a radiating horn that bulged inward at regular intervals, and we were sitting behind this' fender 'now, facing the next direction, with the high, raised wall of earth behind us, cold and thick against it, my heart instantly at ease.

He was panting heavily as he held onto the piece of bone on his spine and boasted, I'll treat you to anything you want to eat outside. You're truly loyal.

I said forget it, you get the fuck out of here. He then frowned and looked at his watch, exclaiming, They're not moving! Are you alright?! "

I'm fine. It's not moving, it's still alive.

It was fine that he was still alive, but he had collapsed even more without moving. Who knew what was going on over there?

We had bags on our back, so we could see the edge of the wall, which was getting bigger and bigger. The thing in front of us couldn't be seen at all. The only sound was the sound of shoes on the ground. Beneath our feet was a hard, ice-cold bluestone, and we were extremely careful with every step we took.

Why couldn't help but say, I wonder how they are doing now …

There was no way for me to comfort her, so I could only silently move forward. It's not as narrow as the long hole, and I'm walking side by side with it.

It didn't look too close, and it wasn't far. We walked a little way, and suddenly we were wide open. A series of stairs snaked up. I was a little surprised that there was actually a way to go here. That's right, we encountered a lot of traps on our way here. I thought again of the net when I fell, and my back ached again.

Previously, my entire body was covered with sweat from being blown away and my back was bandaged. This was just a psychological effect.

The point was the steps in front of him. The stone steps, I don't know if it's to save strength, but at every level we have to climb instead of walk.

Why did he already climb up? I always thought the scene looked familiar. Then I thought about the last part of the road we had climbed at the base of the Pinky Mountains.

The difference was that both sides were empty. With such a large space, it was impossible to find both sides. Presumably, in the words To the side of the mountain and to the side of the river, Shan Kong was also a little bit of a character. Aside from a very large mountain range, there are caves within the mountain, and a heaven and earth, the sun and moon, I forgot who told me about it.

I tried to step on it. I thought it would be difficult to do anything with such a large stone. After all, this kind of setting affected the entire body.

But in ancient times, skilled craftsmen could not count.

I climbed up a little bit with a great deal of patience and caution. As they got closer, they found that the stone was not polished in an orderly manner. It was quite shocking to be able to do this.

What do you mean by crawling faster than me? I was still swaying on the second step when he wiped off his sweat on the fifth step and suddenly said, My forehead is a bit itchy.

I said maybe it was the sweat. After all, the hole was still there.

After I passed through a few levels, I realized that there weren't any exposed mechanisms. The speed at which I climbed increased due to the presence of Wei Yuting and Uncle Lin. About fifty steps. I'm dizzy from crawling. At least he came up. I let out a long breath, looked down at the distance between the two points, and called out in frustration, They're below us.

My two points and mine are almost completely overlapped on the shrinking watch, Wei Yuting and we are two sides, LED flashes split into two levels. I looked at the number: 22.

They were twenty-two meters below us.

Twenty-two meters means we still have to go down, but to find them directly is not a very reliable thing to do, and our idea is to go back to where we fell.

We had reached the level plane, one way to the dark, and when I saw the familiar two-level plane across the way, my tears came down.

Opposite me was the place where I had fallen. There was also a bag that had been thrown to the ground. It was hard to tell whose it belonged to.

His gloomy face relaxed a little. Find the way.

The large mass of vines from before all disappeared. I thought it over, guessing it was either to control the two of them, or because we had gotten stuck in the middle of the road when we had been unable to get back in time to the vine roots.

If that was the case, then it would be even better. Without something that was out of the ordinary, the experienced Uncle Lin would be even more likely to bring Wei Yuting to the next level.

He Wei Zheng was squatting on the ground when he suddenly gasped: Left side, come take a look at this.

I saw him facing a wall. I don't know what he was looking at, but he walked over and said, A wall... Why are there so many small holes? I frowned. Suddenly, there was a dull thud from beside me. I turned around and said, Damn, why are you unconscious?!"

What the hell, that's bullshit.

CHAPTER 102 - CRAGGY PATTERN

Why did I fall down? I was immediately at a loss. However, he couldn't just ignore it. There didn't seem to be any danger here. I looked around me, dragged him to the side of the wall, clapped my hands, and continued to look at the small holes he had pointed out.

The rows of holes were not arranged in an orderly manner. Each of them was around the size of my fist and looked as though they had been fiercely jabbed out.

When I touched it, I found that it wasn't made of burning bluestone, but raw stone. In other words, the stone that didn't have any extension smelting process. Its hardness and smoothness were both inferior to the former.

There was a hole. There were three nouns in my head — the vent, the mechanism, the place where the vines come in and out. The thickness of the vines and this thought etc.

Uncle Lin and Wei Yuting couldn't possibly be restrained and brought in. I looked and shouted a few times, but there was no response. I could only find another way.

All in all, these holes were very close to the bottom. I stood up. His line of sight moved up all the way.

There was a small protrusion on the wall, and a long, narrow ravine was connected to each of the holes. The ravine stretched all the way to the top and into the plane behind another protruding rock.

If this was a door, then both sides of the door frame had a full set of upper bars. I pushed hard and didn't move. I couldn't help but laugh at myself for thinking too much. I took two steps back. Other than this place and the path that led to the staircase we had just taken, the rest of the stone surface was flat.

I looked down at my watch. The distance was twenty-seven meters. Wei Yuting was still motionless. Her vital signs were still there. I sighed and looked again at what I was doing lying unconscious against the wall. I felt sleepy. I put my hand over my face to warm it a little, then let it go, and the cold air that hit my face brought me to my senses.

I took two gulps of cold water and pressed my temples. After a moment of hesitation, the dizziness I was feeling disappeared. In front of us, the entrance seemed to have become much deeper. The protruding walls on both sides of the entrance had also become extremely distinct.

I was stunned for a moment. Looking at it from this angle, I only felt that there was a three-dimensional pattern at the opening of the passageway on my right. I turned my head and tilted it slightly. The pattern split into a few cold lines that protruded outwards.

I looked back and forth, looking for an angle, guessing it looked like I'd taken a Ecstasy. Finding the right angle, I stare at that spot with a good look and step by step walk forward. It wasn't until the nearest line of stone jabbed into my face that I stopped.

Upon walking in, he realized that this was not a line of stones. The whole pattern was stuck between two angles larger than ninety degrees, something I hadn't noticed before, except that it seemed to be on the other side when I came out. But now, they were at a corner …

I thought for a moment and recalled that this was a visual illusion, a technique in space painting, some whimsical ideas, which was what it felt like when I walked in to take pictures, one side was big and the other side was small. It was used here twice, in loops and loops. "First, the angle of the environment was flattened, and second, the patterns on the surface could only look different if they were twisted at the same angle.

The latter technique is a bit like the shading I saw earlier, but not quite the same. Normally, this kind of ancient technique must have been taken from all angles and tried to compete in the outside world. But at the moment, I obviously didn't have the time or the energy. After wiping my face, I had a bold idea.

Why did you spend so much effort on it? Is there a mechanism? If I don't touch it, it won't affect me much. Then there should be more.

It was clearly a curve, but it looked like it was going to turn into a straight line. The difference is where curves and straight lines diverge... Hidden space?

If one didn't say it, one wouldn't feel it. If one thought about it in this direction, then the composite pattern would correspond to the corner. If it existed, then the space around the corner would match the pattern perfectly.

The more I thought about it, the more it made sense to me. He walked around the stone in front of me and headed toward the place where I had my thoughts.

How the fuck am I not only good-looking, I'm so smart.

But soon I was disappointed. Even if there was space, I couldn't open it now. I looked up and down for a long time, but I couldn't see any obvious entrances or traps. I tried to kick it, but nothing happened.

I was a little upset. This piece of stone had accumulated so many layers that unless I flew up to grab the top piece, I wouldn't be able to move it at all. It's not going to work here. I have to work hard to move every inch of it.

I thought about it for a while and had to give up. He could only retreat a few steps back and observe the completed shape from a good angle.

I didn't know if it was because I had been staring at the stone for too long, but I felt that the image had become a bit indifferent and unremarkable. If it wasn't for the traces left in my mind by the shock just now, I would have thought that this was some kind of coherent line.

I am not a man of quick thinking, and my interest in such fine antiquities is even greater. I spent half a month looking at the cauldron that my grandfather had appraised, and every day I would patiently run to the research institute.

I was a little curious and silently sized it up once more. This time, the pattern that I had just seen was no longer there. It seemed to have melted into meaningless lines that merged together.

I pieced it together in my mind with my memory: the shape I had seen looked like a sun.

More accurately speaking, it wasn't the sun. A ball in the middle emitted countless rays of light to all directions, all the way to the edge of the wave. Several of the rays of light at the top were connected to a lotus flower, which was quite different from what I usually saw.

Apart from the unknown flowers, the combination of the sphere and the rays always felt familiar to me, and it was a physical familiarity, as if I had seen it only a short time ago. I looked at the prospect and wrung my hands. Why does it look more and more like the vine?

If you likened the ball to a vine's seed sac, then the strands radiating from it would be the vine. There was nothing wrong with thinking along these lines, so the flower was easy to explain. But what does this have to do with me? So what if I found Uncle Lin and Wei Yuting? I don't want to stay here any longer than a quarter of an hour.

I scratched my head in annoyance. He really had no idea right now. This is what my dad said: the mechanism is on your face, but you can't figure out what to do even if you want to. I'm not in danger of losing my life right now, but the other three aren't doing very well.

I almost cursed out loud. From what Uncle Lin was saying, it's been decades of initial training here, at least a few batches at least. Why the fuck is this happening to my team?!

Especially the orienteering problem at the beginning, it felt like someone wanted us to die. We didn't know who offended whom, but it was really depressing.

If my reaction was fast enough, then there wouldn't be any more useless things to deal with. In the end, this situation was still my responsibility. If my initial reaction was a bit faster, then retreating in advance would be different from my current dilemma.

I let out a long breath and squatted down again to look at the holes. I wasn't able to squat properly with this squat, but at a slightly off angle. I was able to see the areas where the small holes were connected to each other. I subconsciously twisted my legs, but my gaze never left them. It was this twist that allowed me to discover something.

I couldn't help but hiss. In that split-second, I was able to see the protrusion on the thickness of the metal.

There's something on the edge of this hole!

My interest was piqued. I leaned in and looked inside. I felt a gust of cold wind blowing out from it. Either I was wrong, or... The air in there is flowing?

I thought back to the time when foreigners explored the pyramids but were unable to find an entrance, so they directly fried it with gunpowder. Although my actions were a little too extreme, if it really exploded, it would still feel great just thinking about it. I fully understand that sense of urgency, which was forced out of me by my mother. If it wasn't for my reason, I'd be fucking ready to blow it up.

I could already tell if I was thinking too much. He simply forgot about this matter and focused on observing the inscriptions.

It was carved from the Yin — the deep chisel marks on the smooth, smooth stone surface were obvious. I turned the angle and found that each hole had a similar shape, one circle after another, and then a large circle.

Looking at the two circles together, it looked like an 8. Looking at the larger circle, there were only eight circles on it, which then formed a big circle. I was a little disappointed: this meaningless pattern felt like a pattern.

I didn't give up and looked through the other holes, but to no avail.

I don't know what to think, but I fumbled with my bag and pulled out the telescopic pole. I pulled it up to its maximum length and held it at the bottom to get in.

Even I don't know what I'm thinking, but I think it might be useful. I've thought of a lot of things, like getting in there and not getting in there for a long time and so on, but I've never thought of anything like that.

The end of the rod sank in, and a great strength tugged at the end, as if something alive had been wrung out. I poked at something soft and elastic.

I felt a tingle. He suddenly thought of the previous mouse, and now that he thought about it, there was not much difference between the size of a fist and the size of a rat's nest. After all, I told myself, there was a hole in the stone wall. There was no need for a rat to do that. However, whether it's a mule or a horse, I will know it when I walk outside. I gritted my teeth and pulled the pole with all my might —

Perhaps the item inside didn't react and was pulled by me. I pulled it out in one breath, and the heaviness vanished.

I chuckled. Good heavens, I finally caught something. This time, I didn't poke anything, but the heavy feeling came back. This time, I waited for a long time, until the thing stopped moving, and slowly started to pull.

The moment that thing was brought out by me, it immediately shrunk back. However, I still managed to catch a hint of dark green.

Alright, I'm not running anymore. It should be a vine.

I thought for a moment. The vines from before probably extended out from here, but for some reason, none of them were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Instead, they were all hiding inside.

What's different now?

Two people! The two of them were taken away!

I wanted to blow the bomb in, but I kept my head. You can't go in here with the poles and vines. No matter if it's me or Wei Yuting, Uncle Lin, we can't enter.

Then there was another entrance.

My father said that there was a common sense in everything, and there couldn't be a situation that went against common sense. I have always remembered this saying in my heart. No matter how much he tried, the vine was still a plant. How could it turn on the mechanism itself?

I thought about it and felt that there was something I couldn't grasp. I felt that something was wrong, but when I thought about it, I couldn't remember anything, so I had to give up.

Since there was nothing in the surroundings and nothing at the foot, then there was only … Head?

I raised my head and saw a black disk directly above my head.

My stiff neck looked and looked, my neck was stiff like a piece of iron, but I still couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. I rubbed my neck and lowered my head to think, only to feel that my right hand was heavy —

Hm? I subconsciously looked down and saw something that stuck out … Vines?

No, I deny it myself, the vines are not so short.

I'm surprised …." The small eyes and the square head...

F * ck, a snake!

I immediately collapsed. I didn't care if this pole was broken or not. I threw it into the air with a 'bang' and it fell down to the bottom of the crevice.

I don't know what happened to the snake, but my hand felt a little numb. If I had to fight with that little snake on a regular basis to keep myself safe, I'd forget it for now. I tucked my hands into my sleeves.

I think I might be a little silly. I should have thought before that if we had cut off all the extended branches from the seed sac, we would have lost the ability to act long ago.

It was actually a snake!

Not only are there fucking rats, there are fucking snakes!

If it was during normal times, he would have been hibernating. Could he have been woken up by my poke? Fortunately, it was just a small snake …

I didn't dare to move recklessly as I was burning with anxiety. I heard a groan coming from behind me and turned around to see what it meant by covering my head. I had already woken up and was staring at each other.

I said, Just wake up and find the way!

He shook his head and suddenly looked at me with wide eyes. What's wrong with me?

I shared what he had just passed out with him, and told him what I had seen and heard and what had happened to the snake. He was very interested in that picture. Halfway there, he suddenly stopped and said appreciatively, It really isn't normal.

I was confused. You haven't even gotten that far.

I did, but how did you know it was a vine? No matter how I looked at it, it was just a tangled snake. Look, the one in the middle has a red eye and the rest is black.

That's not right, I thought.

Different angles... There were different patterns?

CHAPTER 103 - RECOVERY

We walked back and forth. After going around and around, only these two angles were able to form the map. Why was he getting impatient? I don't think it's a good idea to waste time here.

How could I not be anxious? I could not find the right direction. The main point is that we've cut off the vine, and we can't follow it around, so how can we not be depressed?

He was confused for a moment and stared at the corner. Suddenly, he walked up and started stroking a stone. I walked closer and saw that the rock was yellow. I was about to ask him what was wrong when suddenly I pressed --

There were no traps. However, the rock did not seem to be affected by the pressure and with a pa da sound, it fell down. But the sound wasn't close, and it took a moment before it came from below us.

Front Bottom... Wei Yuting and the others are also below us. When I looked at my watch, the dot was at our feet. The difference in height did not change.

What do you mean by letting out a long breath, the expression on his face changed again: This is a snake den, right?! F * ck!"

I wanted to comfort him, but then I realized that I didn't know what was going on. You say it's hibernation, but didn't I just pull one out?

This matter couldn't be delayed any longer. I took a look at the hole and saw that it was pitch black inside. I didn't know what was lurking there. I gritted my teeth and said, Let's blow it up.

Before I woke up, I couldn't come up with a conclusion. I couldn't find any way to break through the barrier and it would be a waste if I didn't manage to wake up the snake. Now that both of these conditions have been met, I don't want to dilly-dally any longer. Life is the most important thing.

I have the powder of explosives in my bag. Clip the powder into the gap and line it up bit by bit.

We were a long way from the mouth of the cave, still around a corner. Crack! Crack! Crack!

When the dust fell to the ground, revealing a large, dark hole, I walked across the gravel. There were no snakes inside, and the ground was empty, as we thought.

He squatted on the ground and grabbed the remaining rock and looked down. His face lit up as he said, It's below.

I let out a long breath, tied a rope around my waist, and held the other end in my hand. He slowly hung himself up. I listened to him below for a while before I heard the voices of Wei Yuting and Uncle Lin. What did he mean by waking them up?

The first one to come up was Uncle Lin, and the last one was Wei Yuting. My hands were sore, but fortunately, everyone was still alive. Wei Yuting was still fine, but Uncle Lin's description was too cruel. After coughing a few times, his eyes lit up when he saw me, He really came up!

I nodded with a smile. Wei Yuting took off her backpack and took out two bottles of water as she panted, I'm choking on my pants.

I have a guess about Uncle Lin's situation, but I'll have to wait for him to tell me the specifics.

After Uncle Lin came up, he saw the shattered rocks on the ground. After wiping his face, his expression also eased up. What we need to think about now is how to get to the other side.

Uncle Lin, the higher-ups have confirmed that we made a mistake this time. However, the root cause was still misleading. No matter how he led the team, the rat swarm was not controlled by anyone. No matter who it was, they would still run away.

Thus, although Uncle Lin's expression was exhausted, he was not very disappointed. He was just a bit disappointed. Thinking about it, this was the first time he had led a team, yet such a situation had occurred.

I don't have time to care about how Uncle Lin reports to the higher-ups. I care about how we're going to get out of here.

The vines have been cut down by us, and we have nowhere else to go.

Uncle Lin thought for a moment, then let us use the compression rod.

The compression bar is what we call the expansion bar. As the name implies, it has a high compression resistance. Just by being in this place, I have already experienced a lot of uses.

We still have two in total, Wei Yuting and the one in the bag. Mine and Little Snake had already fallen off the cliff together, while Uncle Lin's was on the other side.

We estimated that the distance between the two was three meters greater than the distance between the two words. To us, these three meters were like a ravine that was difficult to cross.

Uncle Lin suggested a method that we didn't dare to think of.

Tie the two poles together with nylon rope, and when one of us reaches the top, toss the other one over. Here we pull the rope tight, and the man grabs the pole over the rope and climbs over.

This didn't work at all, and the distance between us to climb the rope made it impossible for us to know where to start, because the other section was bound to fall.

Wei Yuting lowered her head and thought hard for a while. Then, she raised her head and asked, What do you think?

The method Wei Yuting proposed had to be used on a rope as well.

Tie the two telescopic rods together, and pull the rope at the last point. We'll support her from here.

Swallow through?

Wei Yuting nodded: I've told you before, I've learned how to dance, so I shouldn't be hurt.

That being said, why did he touch his chin? But we still can't get through. Wei Yuting was not even two meters tall, what right did she have to go over?

Wei Yuting blinked and said, Why have all of you become stupid? Who said I was going to the other side? That's where I'm going. When I looked, it was actually the flat area where the cave was located.

Wei Yuting said firmly, Of course not on the surface, but there's no problem down there.

The platform had more poles than the one on the flat surface. It could basically hold on, but it was not stable, so it was easy to slide down. But if it was Wei Yuting who went up, the three of us men would support her. If the body was light and the pulling force was strong, there wouldn't be a problem.

Wei Yuting snapped her fingers, Then I'll climb up and tie that bag to the rope. You guys can climb over after I tie it up again. My strength is too small, so I'm afraid that I might not be able to bind it well.

Wei Yuting's method was adopted. For safety, there were a few loops of knots around her waist, and a rope was attached at the back. Uncle Lin was responsible for letting the rope out a little. What was I supposed to do to support her weight?

To be honest, I can do it all by myself. What do you mean by that, you're even more as steady as an old dog. He was just surprised to see Wei Yuting standing there, recovering her strength.

I held the pole in front of me. Wei Yuting didn't hug it like I did with driftwood. Instead, she did something with a good ratio: she walked on a horizontal bar with her two arms easily moving her body forward.

I kept my eyes fixed on the other side, afraid that something might go wrong. It was a surprise, but it didn't hurt. My heart dropped with her feet.

What do you mean a big breath of relief, make my teeth sour, this fucking sour smell of love.

What was it that pulled Wei Yuting up to, I was there to support her. There was no help from either side now, and her movements were labored, but not difficult.

Wei Yuting pulled the bag over and, as per what we had agreed upon, jumped down from the bag and tied it up with a rope.

When we were done, I tied the rope and hung the bar over there.

Seeing that there was only one spot left, I didn't bother to drop my hands. I flipped my body and landed on the wall, pressing down on the back part of the ground.

Uncle Lin was the last one to come over. When he came over, the two bags had already been tied to one end of the pole with a rope. When he came over, I stretched out my hand and fished for the bag.

Nobody wants to stay here much longer. Why did he drag Wei Yuting up there? I untied the rope on my bag. The three telescopic poles had the shortest length, so I didn't bother to untie the knots and threw them all into my bag.

The rest of the way was easy. We didn't run into anything we shouldn't have, so we went back the way we came. It was raining when he reached the cave entrance. The ground was covered in mud. The cold wind caused our group of people to shiver, and it was also late at night that we couldn't clearly see the oil on the ground. Wei Yuting seemed to have been carried all the way back.

The first thing he did after leaving the mountain was take a hot bath. After changing his clothes, he fell asleep immediately. It was noon when he woke up, only Uncle Lin and I were awake. Uncle Lin was frowning as he flipped over a stack of papers when he saw me wake up and pointed at the hot food on the brick bed.

As I stuffed the meat into my mouth, I asked without sincerity, What's wrong? Uncle Lin frowned and flipped through the few pieces of paper. He didn't even raise his head as he replied. I'm thinking about how to explain this matter.

As a matter of fact, I said, it's not your fault.

That's not it, Uncle Lin said. I've never been able to figure it out. What was that disorientation from the start?

It wasn't just Uncle Lin, even I didn't fully understand that everything in this wave was due to the disorientation.

Uncle Lin knocked on the back of his hand. Although it may have been an accident, but this accident seems too unexpected.

I don't know whether to laugh or to cry. I thought you said it like a tongue twister. However, I didn't know what to say, so I just continued to eat.

The other two woke up in the afternoon. After dinner, I told Uncle Lin about what happened after I fell off the cliff. I was worried about why I suddenly fell asleep after being bitten by that mosquito, and I wanted to go to the hospital to check on him.

That is to say, we slept here that night. We're in the mountains, and we're going to hover over two mountains, even though we've built a road. However, he couldn't get a taxi out of here since he could get a taxi outside. He was naturally not grateful for the walk in the night. The next morning we went out of the mountain, the water at the intersection brought up smoke and dust to our eyes, and then we felt alive again.

Speaking of which, even in the past, archaeology was different. After all, it was open air work, and there were always many people doing one thing. There were always sounds of shouting coming from the side.

Uncle Lin went to prepare the email and the report. The three of us didn't have much of a mission, so we simply strolled along. The main reason was that I was standing beside them, glowing and heating up. He Wei and Wei were standing beside them, watching each other. He didn't come with all the bags in his hands the whole morning. At noon, he went to the noodle house for a meal. Life was indeed comfortable.

Before I could finish my thought of It would be great if we could do this everyday, Uncle Lin called and said that we had to hurry up and leave. Someone was waiting for us over there.

I was still at a loss on that someone earlier, but when Uncle Lin passed me his phone number and saved it, I compared it to that person, Song Ping.

I heard that the person who brought him along gave him a 90% chance. In comparison, although we were able to put up a good fight this time, a little bit more is still a lot of trouble, so Uncle Lin can only listen to us and say that we can't get any points at all.

I can still feel the pain in my back. The bag left by the needle on Wei Yuting's forehead had also disappeared. She could no longer see any lethargy, nor could the hospital see anything. Wei Yuting had even fainted on the ground to no avail. So this trip, the most unlucky one is me again.

I asked Uncle Lin indirectly why he was looking for Song Ping. He stuttered on the phone for a long time, and didn't give any response until we had dinner together before we left.

As expected, when we arrived in Shaanxi, Wei Yuting and I were directly called away. Song Ping and I went together to the provincial institute for cultural relics research.

My partner didn't work with me much, and he didn't know what to do. I just stayed in the institute and helped out. Thus, he could not understand why Uncle Lin had kept his mouth shut.

The corners of his eyes were cut, but there was no scar. It was said that he was scratched by a sandstone when he was leading the way, making him look like he was suffering. When I compared myself to him, he appreciated the crisscrossing marks on my back, which blocked his sighing mouth.

The research work was very boring. I sometimes think of Wei Yuting and Wei Yuting, but they always say that a man and woman matching is not tiring. Without a light bulb like me, this pair of young lovers can still be very efficient.

Every night, I would go out with Song Ping to have a chat with him. If there's nothing to do, we would play games.

He always felt that he had had too many days to live like this. In the future, whenever he saw a hill, he always wanted to take a detour.

There was no news from Shanghai. I didn't have any way of contacting them, mostly through Ike, Achilles, or whatever.

Just like that, a month passed, and I finally got the news about the two of them. Wei Yuting called me while crying, telling me what was' injured '.

He was not severely injured, but his entire body was injured, to the point that he could only stay in the hospital. It is said that the instant he saw the light of day again, he fell to the ground with a high fever and a body covered in blood. I explained the general situation to Song Ping and Uncle Lin (This is the only person I can contact now, my dad's phone can't be reached, and previous friends can't talk about this kind of thing). I was just volunteering, flying over to find the person, and was still in the ward.

These past few months, I've been in the ward more often than I've ever had before for a variety of reasons. What do you mean almost completely wrapped up into a dumpling? Fighting in blood, these four words sounded very cool, but in reality, he could only feel his eyeballs go numb.

I arrived at night and let Wei Yuting rest while I wait. The next day, he saw her buy breakfast with dark circles under her eyes before entering the ward.

I thanked her for the bun and asked her while I drank my soy milk, So, what happened to you all this month?

CHAPTER 104 - ZHOU YI AND THE TRUE CLASSIC OF THE JADE MARROW

The wind was biting cold, and every whizzing sound that passed through his face was painful.

Although it was early spring, the temperature around him didn't rise at all.

Fortunately, both of them wore thick down jackets.

Wei Yuting asked, Where do you think we should start?

What do you mean after looking around for a while, I still couldn't see anything from the ground under the water mist. The ground was covered with weeds, so I could only sigh and reply, Let's slowly search … Isn't it just here? I heard that the professor arrived in the morning... Although I still prefer to look for it myself.

There are many schools of thought in Chinese history. Those who were familiar with this method could write them down in textbooks, such as the Confucian clan, the Mo clan, the military, and so on. The number of people who could keep abreast of it in the Spring and Autumn Period were countless, so they were known as all the sons of a hundred.

In reality, there was still another sect that had existed before the ancient era. Rumors had it that since the time of the ancient era, when Yin Shang once established a sect, he had already formed his own.

This strange person was Jiang Ziya from the Yin Yang family.

The Yin and Yang families didn't know much, but the rules and means were very broad. Although the ones who were immersed in it were few, but the ones who knew about it were also very wide. Normally, he would refer to it as the Secret Yin Yang Technique.

The reason why they had come this time was to find the remains of the Yin Yang Sect that might exist here. It was written by Shikan, a secret text collected recently by the Xi'an Museum. It was deciphered by a disciple of Dongfang Shuo in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

According to the original reasoning, such an important and dangerous place should not be explored by only two rookies who had just started their business. However, it was clearly stated on the board that Never cross pairs, and two would be crushed to death. Yin cannot flourish, Yang cannot weaken. If one wanted to enter, they had to have one male and one female. The scales had to be balanced.

Every generation had very few female characters. The previous generation's female characters were still at the bottom of the sea, and in this generation, Wei Yuting was the only person. It was likely that Uncle Lin had reported the relationship between Wei Yuting and the couple, so this time, only the two of them entered.

Wei Yuting rubbed her hands, took a deep breath and stamped her feet: Wait a little more.

The two of them did not have much knowledge in the arts, and so they only knew a little about it. It was not good enough to get them here, but it was the only choice they had for a dead horse.

It wasn't easy to say, but the branch was very afraid of the ancient language. They had wanted to let the experienced elder bring Wei Yuting along, but the word weakened couldn't handle it. Wei Yuting was in her twenties and was indeed at her most seductive and feminine. She was not in her twenties, but she was still afraid that it would not be enough.

This place looked like a flat piece of land, but in the end, it was a depression between two mountains. This piece of land with no trees and only grass, it looked like a flat land.

As the sun rose and the fog cleared, a loud clanging sound came from behind him at a quarter past seven. The voice stopped a meter away from the two of them, and a white-bearded old man with a vigorous spirit walked over. Behind him was a painted car full of confidence.

Wei Yuting and the other old man quickly bowed and paid their respects. The old man chuckled and told the two of them to stand up straight. He looked them up and down before praising them, A perfect couple, a perfect one.

The two of them smiled shyly. The old man took out a glutinous rice ball, gnawed on it while handing over a small satchel by his waist. Take this with you. Maybe you can use it later.

The old man respectfully accepted and returned. He grabbed a thermos from the basket and drank a few mouthfuls before continuing to eat his rice ball.

He opened the zipper and saw several sheets of paper inside. The top line was written in red: Wuhan Geomechanical Research Institute of Wuhan, Chinese Academy of Sciences.

There were eight densely packed groups of lines at the bottom, and they were divided into sixty-four boxes. Inside each of them was a divination, and underneath each of them was a small word. The drawing was very meticulous and the next line was even more detailed than the one printed on the wall: Sixty-four Diagrams and Their Names.

It would be unrealistic to say that he didn't have any impression of this. Under normal circumstances, the basic eight monoliths required knowledge. The two understood the sixty-four monoliths and the name of the monolith, but could not remember it.

After the old man finished eating the glutinous rice ball, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth and hands. He threw the rest of the plastic bag into the basket and asked with a smile, Have you both read 'Zhou Yi'?

Zhou Yi was an ancient book, and was the only remaining book of divination in the world. After that, it gradually became a book of righteousness. Zhuangzi said, 'Yi' uses Dao Yin and Yang. Speaking of the Yin Yang family, this book was a must.

But just because you've read it doesn't mean you can master it. Although we were good at different things, we didn't know if the elders of the three of us had already considered that our next days would be intertwined with the underground, and that what we would learn would be extremely mixed, and could be called oil of ten thousand gold, and that we would know everything, but that nothing would be deep enough for us.

What do you mean, I've read a little …

The old man nodded. There's also a device inside that can see the holographic picture on your side. Take it out and have a look.

What do you mean by just looking at Wei Yuting? His eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

Then where do we go in? Also, that, how can we call you that? You can't just keep on calling me grandpa, right? Wei Yuting asked.

The old man smiled. You can just call me Old Good.

That being said, the two naturally could not call each other that. They then said, Good grandfather, where do you think we should go in from?

Do you know Dongfang Shuo? The old man said, I saw the engraving and said that it was built by Dongfang Shuo's disciples to protect their predecessors, and that they thought it was a cover for their master's burial ground. But it's not right to say it's a cover. The old man pointed and said, Dongfang Shuo's tomb is inside, but compared to the huge tomb inside, it's only a drop in the ocean.

Why did he seem to notice it? The old man twisted and turned his fingers, pulling out two fine beads from his pocket that were wrapped in the milk of the cart, and rubbing them back and forth between his palms.

Dongfang Shuo is a man of eight years of life, with a strong fire and no water, so he never talks much about righteousness. Words: metal injury caused by fire, the calamity of fire caused by plague. One could obtain water to temper the gold. The result was delicate and elegant. If the gold is in the fire and there is no water, then the plague will be set on fire, and if there is water, there will be no water.

Wei Yuting and what did she mean when she heard the words' Heavenly Book ', she was confused. When I heard this, I had an impression and asked what it was. I remember that this passage is from the 'True Jade Scripture' 'Golden Tempering Water', right?

What do you mean by that? You can even f * cking remember this? "

I chuckled but didn't say anything. The Jade Marrow Sutra. No wonder. My father said that the Jade Marrow Sutra was originally a combination of Chinese tombs and tombs, and was a book of a more regulated nature than the Book of Burial. Like the books of Suspicion and Shaking Dragon Scripture by Yang Jansong in the Tang Dynasty, it was said that the origin of feng shui could be traced back to the ancient times, from the pre-Qin period, the Qin and Han Dynasties, the Wei and Han dynasties, the Tang and Song dynasties, the Yuan and the Qing dynasties, and the True Marrow Sutra was a book by Zhang Guozi, a master of Song Dynasty, who had been in charge of the imperial archives and the Chinese classics for many years.

The principles contained in it, such as Heaven Man Unity, Yin and Yang Harmony, and the Yin and Yang Family's core, and the < True Jade Scriptures > is more suitable for our work place. My father brought me a pile of books, which is one of them. I don't remember very well, but at that time I was studying Yi (not Zhou Yi, but Gu Yi, the unannotated predecessor of Zhou Yi) and reading it together, which made me remember quite a lot. Hearing the words calamity of fire and plague, he immediately remembered.

Why is it hard to say, This... I don't understand.

The old man snorted and said, It's just archaeology, you've all learned it before. You've never done this before. These words came from the < True Jade Scripture >. Dongfang Shuo's fate was to lose water. After death, in order to balance the five elements, he used the second method of Golden Tempering Water". That was to say, it was known as the Upper and Outer Fire, Middle Fire, and Inner Gold Water Diversion. Saying: between fire and water, this is the