Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

It was about 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

The rain is rarely lighter.

In the middle of the village, there is a pool of water, and there is still yellow soup and sewage flowing horizontally.

Xiao Shu moved to a high place, expressing the feelings of everyone.

"Is there really a secret path under the water?"

Li Changan did not guarantee the ticket.

"How do you know if you don't try it."

In the second search, everyone still returned without success. When the atmosphere was low, Li Changan took the opportunity to tell his findings.

He didn't mention the spell, only that he noticed the problem of stagnant water, then walked along the canal and found this pond.

Honestly.

This is a bit of a fantasy.

Hidden under the water? It's not making a movie!

But I have searched where I should be, and everyone has no other direction at the moment.

Discuss and take action, and find ways to fill the ditch and block the flow of water.

Busy for a while.

The turbid water of the pond gradually calmed down.

A few more minutes passed.

A whirlpool appeared on the water surface, which caused the water level to drop rapidly, revealing a silt-covered ladder and a...door?

Everyone thought it was a cistern, but when the water level receded, they realized that it was actually a sinking stairway. The stone bolt was firmly locked.

From the palace to the gate, it is consistent with the architectural style of the village, embossed with complicated moiré birds and beasts. The craftsmanship is exceptionally exquisite and exquisite, but Naihe has also fallen into disrepair for a long time. To go.

Seeing is believing, no one now doubts Li Changan's "inference" anymore, and more of it is surprised and shocked.

Wang Zhongmin's eyes widened even more.

"Your sister, it's so beautifully cultivated, what is buried under this village? Is it Qin Shihuang?"

At this time, Xiao Shu suddenly screamed.

"Cloth? Cloth!"

She yelled and jumped, leading everyone to see, a small piece of red cloth hung on the jagged edge of the stone gate gap.

"Chunhua is wearing a red dress!"

Needless to say.

Professor Shao immediately jumped down the stairs, and the other men followed closely, dripping through the waist-length sewage, untied the door bolt together, and pushed the stone door open.

As seen by the "swimming dog".

Behind the door is a downward tunnel.

Dark and faint.

The precarious wind and rain, remaining stagnant water and dim sky light all crossed the crowd, plunged into this bottomless darkness, but there was nothing else but sporadic echoes.

Everyone could not help but hesitate.

Professor Shao gritted his teeth.

"There is convection, it can go down."

Let's take the lead again.

Li Changan quickly grabbed him.

"If you encounter something in Black Bloom winter below, you will always rest first, and I will find the way first."

Professor Shao didn't want to let Li Changan be an "outsider", but the Taoist priest said that he often activities in dangerous areas such as the deep forest caves and has a wealth of work experience. In addition, Professor Shao remembered that when he ran into Li Changan yesterday, his clothes After getting wet, revealing that body of tendons, there was really no reason to object.

But still let the students take a bundle of nylon rope, a miner's hat and a walkie-talkie.

"Be careful."

"I know."

Say goodbye to the look behind him, eager, worried, or ashamed.

Li Changan tightened the safety rope around his waist and turned and sank into the dark tunnel.

He sacrificed Chonglongyu and sniffed lightly.

I want to see what is hidden under this Lengshan Lonely Village?

People, ghosts or demons.

…………

The tunnel is not big.

Only allow adults to bend over and walk through.

But it was obvious that after careful polishing, the surrounding stone walls were smooth and smooth, but it was a pity that it was covered with a layer of moss of unknown type.

dark green.

When the light came up, there was a different pussty and turbid color, and the touch of the hand was full of thick mucus.

Helplessly, the feet are also slippery.

Li Changan had to hold back his nausea, his five fingers grasped the stone wall, stabilized his figure, and slowly descended.

There is no reference in the tunnel, only the cold water does not pass the ankle as he stepped down, dark and silent, pulling time out of length.

I do not know how long it has been.

Li Changan finally stepped onto a flat road.

He was in a daze, only to realize that he had passed through the tunnel.

look up.

What appeared in front of him was a huge cave, or an underground world.

The probable reason is that, except for the continuously spreading stone wall behind him, the front, left and right sides and the top of the head are illuminated by light. Except for a few huge stalactites standing out abruptly, there is only darkness and deep invisible borders.

It must not be broad, nor know its sinisterness.

Li Changan thought of two words inexplicably.

"Nether".

"Dongtian".

Li Changan is about to continue exploring.

The waist is tight.

The safety rope is over.

The intercom also sounded for inquiries, and Li Changan reported the situation.

"Don't walk around, we will come down to meet you."

Li Changan had nothing to do, and waited for a long time by the tunnel.

The group of people finally slid down like a stack of Arhats.

Counting carefully, none of them, including the girl Xiao Shu, all came down.

I'm not afraid of an accident, no one will collect the corpses for us.

...

Although there was a stone gate on the ground, everyone had some psychological preparations for the underground caves, but when they suddenly saw the dark and cramped tunnel, there was such a wide area hidden, it was unavoidable to be surprised.

Several flashlights flickered in vain.

Wang Zhongmin "hissed" and took a breath.

I don't know if it hurt from falling or was shocked.

"Your sister, I have never seen such a big cave in my entire life! This is the largest cave in the world. Why don't you take off for a trip?!"

Zeng Guangwen chuckled lightly, his spectacles reflecting the light in the dark.

"The largest cave in the world is the Mammoth Cave in the United States. The length of the cave that has been explored so far is more than 600 kilometers."

"The United States is long, but ours is thick!" Wang Zhongmin blurted out a yellow tone, but soon realized that it was out of fashion, he smirked, "Look for someone, find someone first."

After such interruption, everyone was relieved from the shock.

Search separately again.

Li Changan walked along the stone wall on the left. The air was full of unpleasant musty smells, and no trace of Ma Chunhua was found. After passing by a few stalactite pillars, the accumulation of water under his feet became deeper and deeper. He guessed that there should be other water inlets besides the tunnel, and at the same time, the sound of "crushing" reverberating in the cave gradually became intense.

Li Changan followed the sound and found a dark river.

More than ten meters wide, the water is turbid and turbulent, and the depth is not visible.

In the darkness, people's calls were heard one after another, saying that they had seen the underground river, and it seemed that the entire cave was blocked by the underground river.

Li Changan was trying to figure out whether he could go around, and an abrupt exclamation was added to the echo of the karst cave.

Xiao Shu again.

she says:

"There is a bridge here!"

…………

The bridge is a chain bridge.

Across the underground river, directly to the opposite bank.

However, the wire rope rusted and the wooden board decayed, and it smelled of danger from the inside out.

"Have you found the trace of Chunhua?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Professor Shao twisted his eyebrows and hit the flashlight to the other side. In the dark place, some undulating outlines were faintly seen.

He hesitated a little.

"Ma Chunhua is in this cave. She is right. I brought you into the mountain."

Everyone rushed to persuade: "Professor, don't be impulsive, this bridge is too dangerous! We can find another way."

"There are really other ways, and the predecessors would not choose to build a bridge underneath."

He was determined not to let anyone take risks for him this time, and took safety precautions with a rope, and then boarded the cable bridge.

Unexpected.

It can also be said to be reasonable.

The bridge is still usable.

Accompanied by the swaying of the iron rope, he trembling slowly walked across the bridge step by step.

Arrived on the other side.

But.

At the last moment, he was still responding to the shouts of everyone here.

next moment.

The words stopped, and the people also stopped.

Standing still.

It seemed that the soul of the whole person was suddenly captured by something.

No one asked what happened, because the same is true on the cable bridge.

Under Professor Shao's flashlight, the contours of the opposite bank that were originally undulating in the dark showed their appearance.

The pointed one is the roof ridge, the flat one is the courtyard wall, and the sunken one is the street.

This is a village.

A village built deep in the belly of the mountain.

A village that is moldy.

...

The village layout is simple.

With a street about five meters wide as the axis, buildings are distributed along the street.

The houses are all stone walls and blue tiles, but some have single doors; some have high walls; some are just fenced so that you can see the chicken coop, pigsty and wood shed in the courtyard. Everything is available, even canals and cisterns are dug out on the side of the street, and there are stone troughs for drinking animals next to them.

It's just that, all of this has somehow grown moldy, hairy, pus-yellow, dark green, bluish-purple, gray-white, and the mold of all colors grows wantonly, covering the place where it can be seen.

The color was so disgusting that Li Changan thought of the dead mouse again.

Yi Baohua is usually silent, but unexpectedly curious, bold or reckless.

He opened the window of a house.

The light comes in.

Tables, chairs, beds... all kinds of furniture, all kinds of furnishings, are covered with mold.

Except for people, everyone has it.

Li Changan has never seen such a strangeness, let alone anyone else.

Especially Professor Shao is already incoherent.

"I've been to the Zhongdong Miao Village. I said it was the last cave dwelling tribe, the real village underneath. No, no, no, it's all farting... "Looking for Aliens" has been published: Daxingzhong, Anpingfang has a commoner named Zhang Jiagu Well, there is no water for a few meters past the regular well, and suddenly I heard the voices of people and chickens and dogs down, it was very noisy, as close as the next door. I even chiseled a few feet, I saw a stone shell, broke a gap, faint light, and peeped into the house. ...Ha, ha, I am Zhang Jia, and today we are all Zhang Jia!"

Li Changan understood Professor Shao's gaffe at this time. As an archaeologist, he met himself looking for something half-life. How could he not be ecstatic about it.

But the Taoist priest tightened his nerves.

He sacrificed to Chonglong Jade, carefully capturing every breath in the air.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and the village built in a cave for no apparent reason has something to do with that mysterious sect.

But he tried his best to smell for a long time, and found that except for the musty smell heavier and the aura that was more plump than on the ground, there was no noticeable smell.

The Taoist thought of Zhong Huansu’s conversation before he left:

"You don’t need to be too nervous, fellow daoists. It’s an old saying that 99% of the monsters, ghosts, and snakes are dead in the exhaustion of spiritual energy. You’re just starting a mission this time. Insurance function."

"Since there is no need, why do you have to come to spend money specially?"

"Because sometimes, the task is more than just a task."

Zhong Huansu threw a word of wit and laughed, but he just went out, the old water ghost Boss Wu, who hid in the toilet all the way eavesdropping, stabs him to expose what he meant.

"It's just that the work in their department is not good, so throw out some bones and try if you folks idlers are obedient."

Leave the rest alone.

Is it true that as Zhong Huansu said, the ghosts and monsters that may exist here have belched themselves?

Oh, that's great.

Taoist thought.

Isn't it wonderful to live less and have more money?

Zeng Guangwen's shout came from the front.

"Professor, come here!"

...

Zeng Guangwen is in the small square at the end of the street.

A stone wall stands beside the square.

There are murals painted on the walls.

The murals are not covered by mold, and contrary to the normality of this place, they are not so delicate and complicated. They only use lines to outline a village in the mountains and fall into disaster. The villagers fall one by one, and only one hero walks out of the village alone.

Simple and rough, but with a vigorous vitality, people can't help being infected by the scene in the painting, and they can't help but want to understand the story that happened next.

It is a pity that the rest of the stone wall has collapsed.

But Zeng Guangwen's reason for calling everyone is not just the mural.

His flashlight was pointed at the back of the collapsed stone wall, where there was an upward stone step, which was covered with thick mold and printed with a series of obvious footprints.

After tossing for a long time, I finally find someone!

Everyone then pulled out their minds from the atmosphere of searching for wonders.

Hurry up along the stone steps and arrive at a shrine, a shrine carved out of stone built in a cave in the belly of the mountain.

At this moment everyone is a little numb, there can be villages in the cave, and what is it strange to add a temple?

There are temples, of course there are statues.

It stood silently in the depths of the temple.

Pig nose and eagle eyes, beard and hair halberd.

This familiar face has gone from the mural into reality.

Standing tall on the sacred stage, coldly looked down at the mortals who broke into its hall.

The flashlight shone in a jumble of lights, putting a spot of light and shadow on the idol, making it more terrifying and fierce.

Rather than face to face, he immediately gave everyone a short exclamation and long-term heart palpitations.

Li Changan was the first to recover.

As a Taoist priest, he has always lacked piety and no spiritual idols. To him, he was just a stone.

He held the flashlight and searched for a while, and found a dark red in the corner of the altar.

Ma Chunhua!

Seeing everyone, they were busy pointing the lights over.

The woman with disheveled hair curled up there, hugging Xiang An Dai's already stiff body.

Xiao Shu cautiously called twice.

She raised her head slowly to meet the light, with a trance smile on her face.

Then.

Bring the corpse's head close to his heart and shake it gently.

Lips opened lightly.

A soft folk song echoed in the dark.

The song is vague and weird, but familiar.

Li Changan pointed a flashlight at the face of the eagle-eyed pig's nose, and Zeng Guangwen murmured beside him:

"Hey, heyke."

…………

In order to search and rescue Ma Chunhua, everyone tossed all day.

All were exhausted.

Therefore, although the members of the archaeological team had a serious career and wanted to plunge into the ground, they still had to go back to the ground to fix them.

So everyone crossed the rickety chain bridge again and climbed into the long tunnel.

Seeing it is about to see the sun again.

Wang Zhongmin, who was leading, suddenly let out a strange cry.

When the Taoist priest heard it, he thought that the ghosts and monsters had finally appeared, and with excitement, he jumped up a few vigorous steps.

However.

There were no demons, no ghosts, and some just stood silently in front of Shimen in the dim wind and rain.

There are seven people in total.

The same skinny, the same withered, the same old too much to look like a living person, looking over with the same dim eyeballs, the eyes can't see the slightest emotion, but it makes people faintly cold.

It is the master of this solitary village in the mountain, the seven residents who have grown old with the village.

Professor Shao came up out of breath, and when he saw this, he immediately persuaded him with his own experience:

"Dear folks, don't get excited. The work of our archaeological team is not to disturb your ancestors or to destroy it. On the contrary, we are to help you protect it and repair it."

"right."

Wang Zhongmin also interrupted.

"These things will only become moldy if they are buried in the ground. If they are developed, people in the county will follow, isn't it good?"

Both of them, you and I said a lot.

The seven old people were still the same, looking dull in the rain.

Until the two people were dry and looked at each other, they couldn't find any more words.

They turned around at the same time and left separately.

From beginning to end, without saying a word.

Everyone was at a loss.

Li Changan stared at the past thoughtfully...

Their backs imaged pieces of rotten wood and clusters of mold, which melted into the dilapidated and withered old village in the miserable wind and rain in the evening.