Volume 5 Chapter 29 The expedition team ten years ago

Shunzi didn’t cry in the end. After a moment of excitement, he relaxed and respectfully combed his father’s hair. But the body was already severely dehydrated, and the hair fell off as soon as it was touched. After a hard time, his father became the look of Ge You. I knew that this kid must still be upset in his heart. Maybe he had a lucky chance that his father was still alive ten years ago. Now that the lucky chance has been shattered, he can be said to be relaxed or desperate.

Fatso and Pan Zi didn’t know what was going on, and they were confused. They were sweating and I told them what I thought had happened. I believe I was right.

Fatso also shed tears and said, “My old man also died young. He worked for the revolution all his life, but in the end he was labeled a counterrevolutionary. Shunzi, I understand how you feel, but you have to think positively. Your father and son will be reunited in ten years. God has taken care of you. Look on the bright side.

When Panzi saw Panzi’s tears, he said, “It’s okay, you still have your father. I’ve never seen my father’s face. Third Uncle has always been like my father, and now his fate is unknown.

I’m busy: ”Are you sick? Shunzi didn’t cry, so why are you two making a fuss?

Since they were able to get in here, there is no reason why they couldn’t get out. They must have died here in an accident. We are now in this tomb room, and I don’t want us to follow in their footsteps. At the same time, I also feel that there is something strange about the appearance of several corpses here. Shunzi’s father is not to mention, just a guide, the other people, according to Shunzi said that they are not suitable to enter the mountain, but they have to enter the mountain, they should not be ordinary tourists. Is there any ulterior motive? Is it a coincidence to enter here? I must know.

We went to look through the backpacks of these people. There was everything in the backpacks. We found rotting novels, notebooks, pencils, ropes, tents, old flashlights, old Swiss Army knives (which still worked), and a 1986 edition of the Korean-Chinese dictionary. There were also bubble gum, old lighters, flasks, lipstick, and sanitary belts. The medical box contained gauze, alcohol, cotton, and several types of medicinal wine, a military compass, and so on.

The novel was “How to Train a Dragon,” an old book. I didn’t dare to flip through it, for fear that it would fall apart. The notebooks were also old work notes. I had seen my father use them when I was in elementary school. There were three of them. When I opened them, I saw that they were all filled with accounts and phone numbers. At the time, these were the only functions of a notebook. In addition, there was nothing to prove their identity. The main thing was that none of them had an ID card.

We put all these things in a row, almost fully equipped. Although not as advanced as ours, it should not be a problem to go out. In any hostile environment, these equipment can also cope with the big difference.

This is strange. I thought to myself, no matter what, under the premise of being able to leave, these people should die on the way out, not sitting here, as if waiting to die. Is it that they are reluctant to leave the treasures here? This is even less likely.

If so, is there something strange about dying here? I suddenly felt a sense of foreboding, and suddenly felt that there was something in the tomb watching us, and I couldn’t help but shiver.

The fat guy on the side looked at the things we had displayed and suddenly said, “Comrades? Have you noticed anything missing from these things?”

We were all thinking about it, listening to the fat guy ask, and looking at the things again, but in my concept, I felt that all the indispensable things were there, and I really couldn’t think of what was missing. I asked him, “What’s missing?”

The fat guy said, “Food! There is no food! There is no food in anyone’s bag.”

As soon as he said that, we all got a chill, and when we looked at the row of things again, sure enough, they were all equipment, and there was nothing to fill our stomachs.

I was surprised and said, “There really is no food, which means that these people did not die from an accident. If they died from an accident, it would not be so coincidental that everyone had no food.

This doesn’t make sense. From having no food to starving to death, as long as there is water, a person of normal build can last for a month (don’t come to me to argue if you are 2 meters 27 but only 90 kg). As long as they have the will to get out, they won’t starve to death here. If these people starve to death here, there is only one explanation, they can’t get out.

Thinking of this, I remembered the disappearing tomb door in the underwater tomb, and hurriedly jumped up and ran to the pile of gold to check the tomb door we came in through. I was relieved to see that the tomb door was still there and hadn’t disappeared at all. I was a little overwhelmed by the fear that the door would suddenly disappear.

The fat guy knew what I was worried about, and told me that if we really encountered that situation, we wouldn’t have to be afraid because we had explosives with us.

“Could it be like this?” When I couldn’t figure it out, Pan Zi asked Shun Zi, “Do you know how many people were in your father’s expedition team?”

“It seems to be only seven people. My mother said so, but she only saw that many people, she didn’t know how many people there were. Anyway, my father left with seven people.”

“Then there are… 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, six bodies here, and at least two people are missing.” Pan Zi said, “These people died here. Could it be that the two people who ran away killed them because they saw the money?

I shook my head to indicate that I disagreed. These people showed no signs of a struggle. Judging from their movements and expressions at the moment of death, they were curled up together. It didn’t seem like they were poisoned, nor did it seem like they died from external forces. What made me feel most uncomfortable was that I had to find out the cause of their death. The expressions on the bodies were all very similar, and they all revealed a deep sense of despair, as if they had fallen into a hopeless situation.

It was the first time I had seen such a corpse, and I couldn’t let it go. I had a hunch that what happened here back then must have been very complicated. The deeper I speculated, the more I felt a cold and uneasy feeling enveloping me. In this pile of gold, something was watching us, and the feeling of creeping horror was becoming more and more obvious.

After thinking for a long time, we still couldn’t figure it out. The fat guy couldn’t hold back anymore and wanted to start messing with the gold again. This time, I stopped them calmly, saying that these dead people were buried in a pile of gold, and I really couldn’t let go. Let’s not move for now, and don’t forget why we came here.

They only realized what I said when I said it, and suddenly the fat guy thought of something, saying, “I really got confused and forgot why we came here. The mark led us here, and the door was blown open, but there was only a treasure room inside? There was no coffin, and I saw the meaning of the mark. It must have been left by Ning and the others so that their second echelon could transport the treasure.

I said, “The door may have been blown up by these corpses, but this is just a burial chamber for the funerary objects, so the coffins must not be here. We need to go in the opposite direction.”

Although it doesn’t make sense, I always thought that this tunnel was the main tunnel, with the tomb door on one side and the center of the underground palace on the other. Now it seems that this is not the case. Then is this tunnel still not the main tunnel? How big is this underground palace? It can’t be a maze. When I think of the markings, I wonder if it’s really because the underground palace is so complicated that they left these markings?

“What about those things?” The fat guy was reluctant to part with them.

I said, “You can take one thing and it will be enough for you to live a carefree life for half your life. You don’t have to be greedy, and you can come back later.”

After seeing the corpses, the fat guy was obviously thinking about it, but it was impossible to take nothing. So he picked up a few small gold items and put them in his pocket. Shunzi insisted on taking his father’s body out, and used a backpack to carry the body on his back. The body was already dehydrated and not very heavy, so it wasn’t difficult to carry.

We finally took a last look at the pile of golden jade, and with a heavy heart, we walked out of the blast hole under the tomb door.

As soon as I stepped out of the tomb, I heard the fat man say “hmm” again. I had a premonition in my heart, so I quickly flashed my flashlight around, and I couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat.

The murals on the outside of the tomb were different from when I had just walked by. I didn’t know when, but the red murals had all turned into the shadows of people with huge heads.