Including Wu Xie, Hu Ming and others knew the story of this cave.
Too many people died here.
It is an exaggeration to say that every inch of land here is stained with the blood of people from the Nine Sects.
At that time, perhaps because she was a woman, Huo Xiangu was entrusted to stay on the ground to take charge of logistical support and did not come up in person.
But judging from the behavior of the injured people brought down every day, we know how dangerous it is here.
Cutting off hands and feet, disemboweling the body, this is considered lucky. At least one third of the people who came here will stay here forever. But that's fine. Back then, all the hidden weapons here were basically wiped out.
Even evil things like ghost rice dumplings must have been dealt with by the people of Jiumen back then.
What is left should be some troublesome things that are difficult to deal with.
In general, Hu Ming and others must have avoided a lot of trouble.
After taking a deep look at the depths of the cave, which seemed to be filled with ominous darkness, the three of them did not go straight in hastily, but returned to the bag.
Wait until early the next morning to refresh yourself and regain your strength before going out to explore.
To be honest, just by being here, Hu Ming's keen sense of smell smelled a fishy smell accumulated over time.
Coincidentally, Hu Ming and the others had just found the cave and received news from Huo Xiangu the next morning.
To be precise, it was the MMS sent by Fatty to Hu Ming and Wu Xie.
Cai. To Hu Ming, this thing is really an ancient thing that only exists in memory.
But for Wu Xie, in this day and age, MMS is the most convenient choice if he wants to transfer pictures and other data via mobile phone.
What Fatty sent were some photos.
This is a photo of clouds.
“Damn Fatty, Mad, is this guy really tempted and determined to harm this little girl?”
“No matter how old he is, Can you be someone’s father?”
Wu Xie looked at the photos and curled his lips in disgust.
We obviously agreed to go to the club together as young models, but in the end, the fat guy actually sneaked into the shore!
Look at the inside, he still wants to do this wholeheartedly for the rest of his life. A good man?
Can Wu Xie endure it?
This is obviously mocking him as a single guy, okay?
"Maybe the little fat guy really likes Yuncai to call him daddy..."
Hu Ming showed a subtle smile.
Men, there are always some little hobbies and special moments. Calling daddy is really awesome!
That feeling is simply amazing! Both physically and mentally!
Physical and psychological both received great comfort at the same time.
Hu Ming's face subconsciously showed a happy expression of aftertaste.
"Huh? I suspect you are driving, but I have no evidence!"
Wu Xie looked at Hu Ming expressionlessly.
Wu Xie swore that Hu Ming was definitely thinking about something inappropriate for children, and he had practiced it himself!
"..That's enough for you two!"
Xiaohua sighed speechlessly, feeling that the painting style of these two people was completely different from the tomb robbers he knew.
"Ahem, stop talking nonsense and get down to business. The little fat man also said that they have returned to the lake and are preparing to find the entrance to the Zhang Family Ancient Building."
Hu Ming He coughed lightly, glanced at the photo sent by the fat man, pointed to the few numbers at the end and whispered. To be honest, Fatty Ya'er probably didn't take the Zhang Family Ancient Building into his heart at all. His heart was almost filled with clouds.
"Then we have to hurry up. After all, Grandma Huo has a lot of top-secret information in her hands, and she is also very resolute."
"I'm afraid it won't take long for her to find the entrance, right?"
As she prepared the equipment she carried with her, Xiaohua said softly.
The three came to this key cave again.
What can be confirmed is that a major dangerous accident occurred in the later period when this place was discovered.
But along the way, Hu Ming and the others found no traces in it.
There is only an old fishy smell that lingers on the tip of the nose.
To be honest, this is really not a good experience.
Not long after, the three of them discovered many strange cracked mud marks in the passage behind the two iron-clothed mummies.
Looking carefully, this is not a natural rock formation at all, but a finished product after drying of artificial materials.
It’s cement, the military cement of that era!
After many years and nearly half a century, the quality of military supplies is still amazing.
The entire mountain wall behind is made of cement.
Obviously, before leaving, the people from the Nine Sects spent a lot of effort to transport a large amount of cement and seal the cave shut.
Bang!
Wu Xie tentatively picked up a big stone and hit it on the cement wall, making a dull sound.
"It's useless. The quality of military supplies is beyond your imagination. Military cement has always been used to build important facilities. It has only been used for less than half a century, and it is far from being scrapped."
< br>Hu Ming shook his head to stop Wu Xie's Wuwei move, stepped forward and carefully rubbed and observed the cement wall.
The strange thing is that the cement walls here show a strange dark red color, and in some places, they even show an ominous and strange black color.
These two colors are completely different from the colors that cement should have.
“Military cement? In that era, was military cement this strange color?”
Wu Xie and Xiaohua followed Hu Ming's movements and looked carefully with searchlights, trying to find any clues.
"In that era, military cement was yellow. You have seen yellow cement in the sanatoriums in Golmud."
"As for the current color..."
Hu Ming looked at the black and red foam on his fingertips and came to a conclusion.
Close your eyes, put your nose close to the wall, and carefully distinguish the faint smell.
"That's right, the biggest old fishy smell comes from here. The red color is not the color of cement, but the color of rotten flesh and blood!"
Hu Ming opened his eyes and pinched them. He pinched his nose and sighed softly.
"Uncle Ming, what do you mean?"
Hearing this, Xiaohua and Wu Xie only felt waves of hair on their backs, and flesh and blood mixed with cement?
What weird things happened here?
"What I mean? What I mean is that this wall is eighty percent made of the flesh and blood of people from the Nine Sects!"