The Secret Art of Refining the Dead: The Walking Corpse File

Chapter 623 Tortoise Shell
In normal times, I would definitely be able to refute Zhou Xuanye's words, but I only reacted like that a moment ago, so now I don't even have the position to refute.

I suddenly felt a little startled. Man is a terrible animal. Different environments create different people, but when these different people are placed in a certain environment, they will actually make the same choice.

I thought that I had a clear conscience, that I was worthy of my conscience, and I even felt that I was different from those mercenary people.

But now I realize that there is actually no difference between me and them.

After beating me hard, Zhou Xuanye returned to his usual appearance, he didn't seem to be in the slightest hurry, but walked to the cave in front, took out a folding shovel to dig the pile of earth and rocks.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down, temporarily put my glasses aside, and walked to Zhou Xuanye's side to watch his digging movements.

The two of us had a very tacit understanding and did not continue the topic just now.

Is there any need to continue that topic?there is none left.

Whether it's me or Zhou Xuanye, we are all human beings, and as human beings, we have human inferiority.It is not an interesting thing to dig out your own inferiority.I changed the subject and asked him what kind of soil he was digging at the moment.

Zhou Xuanye smiled, as if the incident just now had never happened, seeing me approaching, he said: "Don't be idle, dig together."

I took out the folding shovel and followed to dig beside it, and said, "You want to dig a tunnel out?"

Zhou Xuanye said, "Am I that stupid?"

When we dug out a path, it would probably be enough for a hairy corpse to tear us apart hundreds of times. I think Zhou Xuanye is really not that stupid, so he said, "Then what are we digging now?"

Zhou Xuanye said: "I calculated our position, height and terrain. Our current position should not be far from the ground. The only difference is a passage. Even though this passage is not long, we have no Time to dig.

But did you find out that this channel is very stable in front of it, and there must be a reason for the collapse here. What do you think is the biggest possibility? "

I said; "Geological activity, limited compressive structure or structural failure."

Zhou Xuanye said: "If it is geological activity, then this part should not be collapsed only, if it is the collapse of the compressive structure, it should not be only this part of the collapse, so it should be the third situation, this area, was destroyed by some kind of External force destroyed, what do you think is the most likely possibility?"

external force?

I couldn't help but visualize the structural map of the surface of this area in my mind, and I suddenly understood it, and said: "Plants, trees, and roots."

Zhou Xuanye said: "Don't underestimate the ability of plants. A tree is big and rooted deep, and even a rock can be split in half by it. The reason why this place collapsed must be that there were large ancient trees on it. The root system under the tree made the pressure-resistant structure here It was destroyed, so it collapsed."

I praised Zhou Xuanye's reasoning ability in my heart, but then I felt something was wrong: "What is the connection between tree roots and our current danger? Are we going to dig tree roots?"

Zhou Xuanye nodded, smiled, and said, "Yes, it's just digging roots."

I said, "Don't laugh, at least tell me what's the use of digging roots."

He said; "Firstly, by judging the trend of the tree roots, you can know how to dig out; secondly, there are tree roots everywhere, but it is here that collapsed, which shows that the compressive structure near here is different from other places. At that time, the construction ability was not mature for many years, so I guess, this area should be a road junction, or a place with a stone room, let's find that place first and then talk about it."

"What if those places also collapsed?"

Zhou Xuanye said: "Then we shall wait to die."

"..." I immediately dug hard.The two worked together much faster, and after a while, just as Zhou Xuanye said, we dug up a very thick tree root.

Zhou Xuanye looked at the growth trend of the tree roots, and immediately pointed to the direction of its extension, saying: "Dig here."

We dug up obliquely, about four or five meters, and the opposite side was cleared.

At the same time, I also faintly heard the fragile cracking sound of the jade gate, which could not bear the impact.The nature of jade is inherently brittle. This kind of door is not so much practical as it is a symbol, and there is no way to really block anything.

Behind the door is the dead, the dead will not go out, outside the door is the living, the living will not go in if there is nothing wrong, that black jade door is probably a boundary drawn by humans for life and death.

Once the hole was dug through, we got through without saying a word. The hole was so narrow that we had to twist our waists and hips to get through it.The bulging equipment bag, the things inside were split into several parts by us and stuffed in.

This hole is not difficult for us, but it is enough to trouble those fur corpses, because these low-level fur corpses have a stiff body, they can only bite, they can't dig holes, they can't crawl, they go straight Well, this five or six meter deep soil hole alone can block them all.

We crawled over with our front feet, and before we had time to observe the situation behind the hole, those fast fur corpses caught up with us on our back feet, and the first to bear the brunt was the purple fur.

In contrast, the purple hair is much more flexible. It bent down and tried to get into the hole, but it grew corpse hair, and its body full of corpse aura was twice as strong as mine. Where is the hole it can drill through.

I looked to the opposite side, and the cold mask on Zimao's face was staring at me directly. Behind the mask, the purple corpse hair like steel needles, in the light of the searchlight, there was a faint purple awn.

This thing can't get in for a while, and it's stuck at the shoulders. Their stiff and broad shoulders can't be retracted like us living people, so they can't squeeze in at all.

Immediately afterwards, it withdrew its head, and its hands began to widen the hole. I was shocked and said, "It, why does it still make holes?"

Zhou Xuanye said: "Do you think that the thousand-year-old purple-haired corpse can't even make a hole?"

I said: "Don't add such a long string of adjectives to it, damn it, it digs holes so fast!"

Before I finished speaking, Zhou Xuanye clasped my shoulders, threw me aside abruptly, and put his head to the entrance of the cave.Then I noticed that he was holding a grenade in his hand.

I immediately understood what Zhou Xuanye meant, and couldn't help but want to shout hello.

But he didn't give me this chance, pulled out the safety catch, threw the grenade, turned around and ran, and I had consciously retreated to a position about ten meters away.

There was a loud bang, and the whole ground seemed to be trembling. The originally fragile anti-compression structure due to the damage of the roots of the ancient trees was suddenly destroyed more severely, and more earth and rocks rolled down. The house collapsed, and in the dust, Zhou Xuanye and I kept retreating, and when the surroundings returned to calm, we couldn't hear the movement of those hairy corpses.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief; "Thank God, I finally got rid of them."

Only at this time did I have the opportunity to observe the specific environment around me. When I came in for a general look, I only knew that there was a passage at this time, which was similar to the previous one. It is very short, and at the end of it is a stone room, and at this moment, we have retreated to the entrance of the stone room. When the light is turned on the stone room, we can see the rotten wood and the piled up yellow things inside.

After careful identification for a while, I realized that these were oracle bones, which is a method for recording the results of divination in ancient times.

Looking again, there are no oracle bone inscriptions on these oracle bones, but many pictures.

I thought to myself: Could it be that people don't have their own words?Moreover, the geographical environment in which people live is far away from people, and the cultural development is naturally slow. There is no writing, which is not uncommon.It's just that there are so many oracle bones in this place, what are they used for?

I randomly picked up a piece of oracle bone to look at, and found that the thing depicted on it was very interesting. It was a crying child peeing.I thought this is very interesting, aren't oracle bones used to record important divination events?They arrived well, used it for drawing, and drew a child peeing.

But soon, I didn't find it funny anymore, because I suddenly found that this kid looked familiar.

It feels weird.

It is difficult to connect a stick figure with real people, just like normal people, they don’t think that a certain animated character is very similar to the people around them. Although such things do happen, the probability is very small.

However, at this moment, such a small probability thing happened to me.

This kid... who does he look like?

(End of this chapter)