Daomu Biji

Chapter 50: There is something on the top of the cave

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Having experienced the adventure in Sichuan, climbing is no longer a problem for me. I visually measured the height of the cave, which is more than 60 meters high, about 20 stories high.

Fortunately, this rock is much easier to walk. In less than an hour, I climbed very high. What I am most proud of is that the smoke from my ears did not fall off the whole time.

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

The fat man echoed me from below, and I irradiated the ceiling of the cave with a flashlight, and it was full of stalactites stabbed with wolf teeth. As expected, I found that there was something between these stalactites.

But these stalactites are too big and canine teeth are interlaced, I still can't see clearly at this distance.

"Is there anything else?" The fat man looked forward to it very much. I said to myself that if I didn't climb myself, I wouldn't say that I was mad at you, so I ignored him.

The fat man screamed perseveringly from below, and I tried to change the angle on the rock with concentration. I almost fell off several times, but I still couldn't see clearly.

I took a few breaths and felt a little depressed. I managed to climb so high, still wasting my effort.

The fat man yelled, "Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke, and purple smoke is born in this mountain. It's impossible to see your position clearly. You shine it on me, and the flashlight's aperture is the brightest, let me see."

I cursed: "If you have no education, don't read it. If you want to read it, straighten your tongue and then read it again?"

"I'm fucking active, you're anxious, don't run on me all the time, and I will smoke you out again, you may not be Ziyan." The fat man was angry.

I cursed secretly, so I had to shine a flashlight into the stalactites, but after a long time, he couldn't see any flowers coming.

But he also saw that there was something in the middle of the stalactites, not big, but it must be man-made.

"What you can't see, it's too far, and the light isn't strong enough. His mother's deformity took the telescope away, otherwise it will be able to see clearly."

The core problem is still too far. The tactical distance of the wolf eye is actually not close, but human eyesight is limited. Under such concentrated light, things are too small. If they are not something you are familiar with at the same time, it is difficult to judge the shape you see. what is that.

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

I looked up, and it was really difficult to climb on it, 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 that I want to keep going up. Regardless of whether he saw it or not, I tried my best to find a place to stay, and went up a few steps.

I discovered that all the further up was a smooth lime waterfall, and it was a reverse angle. As long as I stepped on it, it would only take three seconds to lie in front of the fat man with flesh and blood.

I don't know how long I have been tangled in that position. The fat man called down countless times and I ignored him. I climbed so high and I didn't want to go on like this.

But there was nothing wrong again. Finally, the fat man was helpless underneath, and said to me: "Come down, the foreman promised to pay."

Staying in that place all the time, my spirit ran out, I had to crawl down dingy, all the way to the ground, and the fat man shook his head at me.

I clapped my hands and sighed: "Now I am completely out of the way. If you have any tricks, please go ahead."

"Fatman, I have a bad move. I have already lost it. But you are not without results. At least there is something on it." He said, "Actually, I have a way, but there is a possibility, but I didn't dare to say. , Because it’s too risky. You can make a hook with iron thorns, and see if you can catch something by throwing it over, and swing it over."

"Then how do I come back?"

"When you come back, just hang it up, and when you find the entrance, I will go to the building to rescue the little brother and them, and then come to rescue you. You hang it up, smoke, and think about our good days in the future."

Fatty’s method is feasible, but it’s nonsense. I’m definitely not going to do it. I don’t say whether the above thing is really related to the entrance, so I told the fat guy to go. If he died in it, then I’m going to hang on here and starve to death. The method of death is too hard.

After climbing again, my body function was exhausted, and my fingers were trembling. I moved and soaked in the water. At this moment, I suddenly found that my hands felt wrong.

With a flashlight, I found that my fingers were swarthy, and my nails were all black.

dirt? Mud

But the hand feels very greasy, not muddy. I smelled it, and there was a strange smell in my nails. Not everyone can smell the smell, but I immediately understood what was on it.

"Don't look, like old ladies, they are so particular." The fat man scolded.

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

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

I came to the edge of the rock wall, went in and touched it, it was dry and there was nothing inside, and then I continued to climb up, all the way to the height of three or four people, I then probed into the cracks in the rock. Touched the black oil in one hand.

Kerosene is a special kind of oil, and its ingredients are all sorts of weird. Many formulas can be called kerosene. The only common feature is that this kind of oil is gelatinous, fluid, but very viscous. . In the case of a cotton wick, it burns very slowly, and it is generally used as a permanent light or torch in a closed place. They will not deteriorate or dry out even after being placed for a long time.

The gap is very narrow, my hand cannot fully penetrate, but when I shine a flashlight inside, I find that the kerosene content in the gap is very high. On the swarthy 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 kerosene was continuous, spiraling all the way to the top of the cave.

This is a way to catch fire. Look at this cotton core, it seems that it is still used for lighting.

The fat man climbed up too, and he was surprised when he saw it, "Hey, there is sesame paste in it, what is this?"

I pointed to the cotton core and explained to him. He raised his head and looked up, and he was speechless: "Fuck, it must be spectacular when it comes to the point."

"But what is this thing used for?" I said, "Does it take so much kerosene to look in the mirror? It's so extravagant and wasteful. Moreover, this gadget must be a one-off, these kerosene points It’s impossible to put it out at all. Even if you have a fire extinguisher, it’s extremely difficult for you to climb up and spray it around. You have to burn out the oil at all."

"Not necessarily." The fat man said. He pointed to the cotton wicks in it. "Look at these cotton wicks, they all have burnt marks. These things have been ignited."

I shook my head: "It must have been ordered when testing the quality of the cotton core, and then put it in. If you order it here, the kerosene must be burned out before it can be extinguished. You are climbing up the wall full of flames. Put out the fire, how many people will die, and all the oil ditch here are all connected, you must extinguish all the cotton wicks at the same time, just extinguish one, the flame on the side will immediately extinguish it again ignite."

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

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

When I saw it, I was immediately shocked, and just wanted to ask: "What are you doing?"

The flame of the lighter almost flew out of the fat man's hand. When he flung his hand, the fat man plunged the lighter into the crevice. The kerosene star inside was lit up, just as a fire dragon spurted out from the crevice of the rock.

Neither he nor I thought that the flames were so fierce that both were caught off guard, so we turned back and rushed out and fell heavily into the water.

Fortunately, there was water below, so I didn't fall in pain, so I immediately struggled to get up, and when I looked up, I saw a spectacle that made me stunned.

I saw a fire dragon spiraling all the way up, as if frightened, crawling on the cave wall, leaving a raging flame mark. Almost instantly, the entire cave was immediately illuminated by the fire.

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

We watched the fire dragon spread upwards stunnedly, almost feeling dizzy.

It took ten minutes for the fire dragon to climb to the top and stop, and we saw a flame spiral covering the entire cave wall. The entire cave is fully revealed. I found that the shape of the cave is like an inverted horn, and all the firelight is concentrated in the mirror in the water. The ancient building in the mirror was illuminated like daylight.

"Nice." The fat man said dullly.

When I looked back at him, I snatched the lighter in his hand and said, "You fucking crazy, what should I do if there is explosives in this oil road? This place is no better than before. Fatty, you can make us live a few more years more reliably. ?"

"You shouldn't come here if you want to live a few more years." The fat man said, not looking at me at all, but looking at it, "Fat man, I'm not as troubled as you, look, what is that?"

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

The small model of the ancient building hangs upside down on the top of the cave. If it is not so strong that all the shadows have been eliminated, it would be impossible to see it.

"Zhangjia Ancient Tower!" I frowned. At the same time, I saw a lot of light shining in the ancient building. It seems that there are many lenses around the model of the ancient building, reflecting the fire here. At the same time, I also saw that on the surrounding walls, there were countless light spots faintly shining, and the whole cave looked like colored glaze.

The fat man murmured: "It turns out that the Zhang family are all from the country of the villain."

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