[帰る・kaeru]
This word is a bit special, and it is generally used in two scenarios.
"Go home, or go back to where we should be." Ryusei pushed up his glasses and wrote a Japanese explanation in his diary, "Shinto City is the territory of the Japanese. It seems that the host does not welcome us. Brother Ping An ,What should we do now?"
The rockburst phenomenon is a natural disaster, and the psychic tide accompanying this natural disaster is the highlight. Before the journey even started, it seemed that an invisible mountain god had stopped in the underground world of the Ryukyu Islands early, blocking the road and issuing a warning to the strange visitors.
"Little brother, let me think about it..." Taoist Ping An is a real person and does not intend to overshadow Ah Xing. He explains the actual situation clearly: "The road ahead is dangerous, why don't we just turn back and go back first as others say? A trip home.”
Meteor asked: "Why?"
Luo Ping'an asked Hei Ge, who was at the rear of the team, to turn around and go to the tunnel exit, and explained carefully.
"You all said that this Japanese word is of great significance. They just want us to go home, and they don't mean to embarrass us - they are polite, they don't tell us to go away, they don't insult us, and they probably don't want us to go in anymore. .”
"And the power of natural disasters like rock bursts is very powerful. You can also hear the huge sonic boom when the earth shakes the mountains - flying rocks and gold sand spurt out together. The power is more terrifying than bullets. According to the standard nine millimeters fired by the North American Iaijutsu Counting par bullets, the kinetic energy of the weighted warhead is at most four hundred joules."
Meteor is still wondering, this Taoist priest seems to like firearms and keeps pace with the times.
Brother Ping An didn't even look back, and pointed at the mine behind him with his thumb raised.
"If you think of this rock-burst mine as a cannon muzzle, the fine sand and iron thrown out are not shells that ordinary armor can protect against."
"This warhead is high-density hematite in the basalt layer that has been squeezed for hundreds of thousands of years. It is compressed and ejected by tens of millions of tons of mountains. Our physical body will never be able to withstand this kind of attack."
Meteor looked back at the wall opposite the mine. The small round holes riddled with holes were the answer - to cause such a powerful destructive force, it would have been necessary to use a cannon to fire dozens of shrapnel shells.
The fresh injuries caused by the flying sand and rocks just now, as well as the huge mechanical force trapped in the pothole, these energy turned into pure heat, and the broken steel bars glowed bright red. Brother Ping An was right - they might be able to cross This is a big pit, but you may not know what you will encounter later.
"Okay, then I'll listen to you, Brother Ping An." Bu Liuxing immediately followed Mr. Ping An's footsteps, walking back and forth. "Exploring unknown areas certainly requires courage, but retreating when faced with difficulties is also a kind of bravery. You are right. wrong?"
Luo Ping'an could see through A Xing's little thoughts - this young man in his 25s and 26s must be unconvinced in his heart, but his words would definitely give him some prestige.
"Ah, yes, yes! You are right!"
Then the two brothers, who had been separated for who knows how many years, walked towards the exit along the same path. In just ten minutes, we reached the ledge at the entrance to the tunnel.
There was no words all the way. When Meteor walked out of this tunnel, he felt the pressure in his heart disappear inexplicably. The strong spiritual pressure also dissipated, and he felt lucky to have escaped from the danger of death.
He began to examine his body and heart. This was not the first battle between heaven and man. In the previous battle to exterminate the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, there were many rounds where he suffered in this high-pressure environment, wandering on the line between life and death.
It's just that today, when encountering the natural disaster in the Howling Ridge Tunnel, this fear of the unknown is much stronger.
It was just a tunnel that would produce rock bursts. There was an invisible and intangible mountain god blocking the way, but this sense of oppression made Meteor's physical body take the initiative to give in. It was like seeing a huge wave coming towards the face, and the body under his feet The ground began to tremble, and this series of near-death experiences that were difficult to describe in words caused cracks in his heart.
You know, Ah Xing has been fond of extreme sports since he was a child, conquering mountains, rivers and huge waves, free-falling from thousands of meters in the air and parachuting. The adventure of narrowly avoiding death is his favorite thing.
But when he walked out of this tunnel and walked back to the civilized world, he was also surprised and surprised. For a moment - he wanted to admit defeat.
At this time, cold sweat broke out on Ah Xing's forehead. He recalled that when Brother Ming faced the golden egg in the sea of Fangfeng for the first time, the majestic spiritual pressure almost shattered the meteor, but the elder brother remained firm and motionless. ——That is the super power that Meteor has always envied and admired.
Luo Ping'an reminded: "Let's go, little brother?"
Meteor remained silent, holding a breath in his heart, and silently climbed onto Brother Hei's saddle, wanting to escape from this place quickly.
Taoist priest Ping An didn't say anything. He followed Ah Xing and climbed onto the back of the wolf. After returning the same way, he could safely ride on the big wolf and quickly return to the frontline stronghold to report the situation.
Following the traces of stone ballast on the road, it only took Hei an hour to complete the 60-kilometer journey.
But things are getting more and more wrong——
——According to the markings on the geological topographic map, this winding mountain road turned into an endless maze.
"That's not right, little brother, that's not right." Luo Pingan pointed to the crystal stone on the road, "We have been here, more than once."
According to the iron rules of the material world and the rules of pathfinding, if you follow the psychic markers, you will definitely be able to return to the stronghold.
But at this moment, Meteor still couldn't see any traffic signal base station, and the mobile phone and fob multi-function terminal had no signal, but they had the most basic compass function. If they remember a certain direction before disconnecting from the Internet, they would definitely be able to point to the correct direction.
Luo Ping'an handed the diary to Meteor——
——He followed the big wolf's steps to count and roughly drew a topographic map.
They made a big circle and came back to somewhere on the map.
Luo Ping'an looked around and saw that apart from the railway infrastructure, only the lighting equipment left by the exploration team could be called traces of civilization, and other than that were the steep mountains.
"We're rounding the bend, little brother."
Mr. Ping An pointed to the route map in the diary and followed the clues with his fingers.
"First, turn right and go forward for 14 kilometers. It looks like a straight road. Then there is a culvert to go around. After exiting the culvert, you will go up the mountain road. The terrain next to it starts to get steeper. Then continue on to the mountain road for 21 kilometers. , there is a cliff on the left, and a wilderness on the right. More than 600 meters beyond the wilderness is the end of the cavity, and there is no road."
"In this way, we originally had to walk 1,800 meters to the northeast to see a base station, but we wound around the bridge and entered the cave, and then came back here."
Meteor asked nervously: "Could it be a ghost hitting the wall?"
"What kind of ghosts are there in the world?" Luo Ping'an said disdainfully: "Even if there are, there is no chance that you, a lonely ghost, want to harm psychics? How bold are you?"
Meteor: "Brother Ping An? What does that mean?"
Luo Ping'an frowned and pointed behind him: "I'm afraid this [return] is not for us to return to the stronghold."
Meteor: "Are you afraid that we will be frightened by the rock explosion? Do you want us to go back to Shinto City?!"
"Yes, this mountain and this land are threatening us." Luo Pingan's eyes showed worry: "Little brother, what we are going around in circles here is definitely not some spiritual maze, because there is no spiritual maze. Able to react - my consciousness... bah, spiritual pressure, I can't feel any abnormal movement."
Meteor: "In other words..."
Luo Ping'an got off the wolf and squatted next to the stone ballast of the road foundation.
"What tricks or blinders are not as real as moving mountains and reclaiming seas. I think there should be a mountain god under our feet. It changes roads and moves iron and stone mountains. This more than 60 kilometers of road is too long and too long for us." Chang - walking halfway, we couldn't feel any movement ten thousand meters away. Maybe it was the rock burst that trapped us here."
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Meteor became nervous and excited.
"Then we have to turn back?"
Luo Ping'an: "Let's walk one more lap. One more lap - I want to give it a try."
Meteor grabbed Ping An's brother's wrist and pulled him onto Ah Hei's back. When Ah Xing grabbed the Taoist's right arm and touched him with his five fingers, he found that the Taoist's right hand was very white and tender. The man's hand - very strange.
The main thing is that hand, which is very different from Brother Ping An's left fleshy palm.
As Brother Ping An said, he was really a farmer a hundred years ago, and his left hand was also used to handle farm tools. Years of hard work left countless calluses, which were vicious palm prints that could kill someone.
The right hand is white and rosy, with long and slender fingers. There are white half-moon lines on the nails. The fingertips are regular and have no traces of labor. The skin color is also much whiter.
When Luo Ping'an saw Meteor's sudden look, he didn't explain anything. He gently patted Ah Hei's belly.
"Brother Hei, please run one more lap. Just run forward along this road and don't look back yet."
Continuing along the geological topographic map, another hour of journey passed.
Meteor on the road asked curiously——
"——Brother Ping An, why do we keep running forward?"
"Suppose there is such a Laoshizi Mountain God. I wonder if it can hear us."
"How do you know if it can hear?"
"Didn't we just say that we gave up the thought of returning to the front line? If it can hear it, it will definitely have to return all the mountains to its place to lead us back to the tunnel."
"Oh! What if it can't hear?"
"If you can't hear me, I'm going to spray."
Meteor looked at Brother Ping An in surprise, it seemed that the VIP was really holding back his anger.
Brother Hei was so tired that he ran another lap.
Luo Ping'an held a glowstone in his hand, which happened to fill the vacant area. He finally understood that the mountain god could never hear the conversation between the two, and could only judge their positions with weak spiritual pressure.
Brother Ping An got off Ah Hei's back, cleared his throat in a very formal and polite manner, and then started spraying.
"Fuck you stinking idiot!"
"The local gods are so rude!"
"I haven't reached your territory yet! Don't you want to show any shame?"
"Do you know how many supplies we brought? Just leaving me trapped here?!"
Meteor was ashamed, looking at the swearing immortal who was yelling and swearing - he was a little confused, but he could understand this feeling to some extent.
It's as if we were forced to come to a strange place, and then there was an unstoppable force asking us to participate in a completely unfamiliar game.
Ping An suddenly asked: "Little brother! How much food do we have?"
"Oh! There should be four days' worth of food left in Ah Hei's package. Counting canned food, the savings can last for eight days."
"Did you hear that?!" Ping An then yelled: "Eight days! I still have to eat canned food! The shit I pooped out is so damn smelly! I was looking for the toilet in that dark tunnel! This is what people have to do. Days?"
"Listen up, you little land god of Japan! You want me to go to the countryside to a ghost place like yours to observe the people's sentiments, help with the construction of your abandoned towns, and re-explore your land where birds don't shit and chickens don't lay eggs. ruins!"
"You come up here and try to mess with me without even saying a word! You do all these hellish things with a devilish face! Do you think I can't cure you!?"
Meteor's eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Ping An, do you have a way to deal with it?"
"No." Luo Ping'an's mood returned to calm, and the change speed was very fast: "Otherwise, why can I only scold it? And I don't dare to let it hear it."
Meteor: "Huh?"
Brother Ping An said: "Before you leave, you must tell all your bad moods. I will go with you - if I have inner demons and evil spirits, I am afraid I will lose my temper with you. This is not good, so I want to If you scold it, it won’t hear you anyway. If we really meet, we can say hello to you in a friendly manner.”
Meteor didn't know what to say, and thought to himself, what this real person said was quite reasonable, and he wasn't telling any lies.
The two brothers, one big and one small, finally accepted their fate——
——They turned back and continued on their way.
This time, only ten kilometers away, we came to the entrance of the tunnel again.
Luo Pingan explained to Meteor.
"I think this mountain god relies on spiritual energy fluctuations to determine our position. For example, if we just want to go counterclockwise on the map, it will start to cause trouble - but we three little ants changed our minds and wanted to When we return to Shinto Castle, we change the clockwise route, and it will immediately lead us to the tunnel."
"Why doesn't it just add blockages at both ends of this maze?" Meteor muttered, "It would be nice if there was a tunnel in front and a tunnel in the back!"
Luo Pingan shook his head and explained.
"I'm afraid it won't work. If we do this, it will have to constantly activate the power of moving mountains. Its psychic efficiency must be so powerful and its precision so high. Why bother asking us to walk through the maze? Just shrink the ground to an inch and create a teleportation Belt, wouldn’t it be nice to build a super elevator and take us to Shinto City?”
Meteor nodded in understanding.
Luo Ping'an: "It's not as strong as you think. It's like a huge conscious creature in the mine. It can't hear us, but it can feel our position."
Meteor gasped in surprise: "It can't be Mother Earth?!"
In the trench of Niflheim, Mother Earth's tentacles are rolling iron cores. The part exposed on the surface is tens of thousands of square kilometers of cilia shaped like neurons. The golden thunder is its active bioelectricity.
The mountain god that caused trouble in Howling Wind Ridge can now move more than 60 kilometers and change the terrain silently, more like Mother Earth is causing trouble.
Luo Ping'an did not deny it directly: "The original seeds should have no self-awareness. This possibility cannot be ruled out. Their power forms are very similar, but those spiritual fluctuations urging us to go home--should not be what the Earth Mother meant."
Entering this tunnel again, that strange pressure of inspiration came again.
Axing followed Brother Ping An, cautiously step by step, and returned to the hematite pit again.
Luo Pingan said: "Open your mouth."
Meteor immediately followed suit. The secret library's survival publication talked about this technique——
——When humans face huge wind pressure and sonic booms, they can open their mouths to relieve the pressure on their nasopharyngeal tubes and facial features, and protect their ears and eyes.
As long as you open your mouth, your ears will probably not be blasted through the eardrums by strong sounds.
It is said that the end point of strength is intelligence. Ah Xing's book is not in vain. He is already a reckless man with intelligence.
The rockburst happened again, like the slow and heavy heartbeat of the mountain.
After the loud noise, Ping An pulled Asing across the pit and continued to move forward. Ah Hei jumped over this large pit of five to six meters with just a slight jump.
The two heard the spiritual energy fluctuations accompanying the rock burst again, like countless wandering souls sadly longing for and saying "go back" in Japanese.
Continuing forward, the dark tunnel is illuminated by a strong flashlight, and there are more graffiti portraits on both sides of the tunnel, like the cultural labels left here by people of the previous era.
Various product symbols from the secular world, such as Disney comic heroes, labels such as Mickey Mouse, the prajna grimaces left here by motorcycle bosozokus, or various idioms with unclear meanings, such as "The sky is dead" , Huang Tiandangli] The next sentence became [Yelang died nine], probably because he thought Chinese characters were very cool, and young people did it casually.
The cracks in the walls are very deep, and the graffiti landscape has been severely damaged by changes in the geological environment. The Japanese characters in hiragana and katakana were torn apart, and Ryusei couldn't find any useful information from them.
The moment I walked out of the tunnel, my eyes suddenly opened up.
They officially arrived in the underground world of the Ryukyu Islands and the territory of Shinto Castle.
It was an indescribable open land, and there was a deep dark area for hundreds of meters ahead. However, a few kilometers further on, along the winding mountain walkway for more than ten kilometers, there seemed to be some light sources.
Meteor: "Is there anyone else living here?!"
"I don't know, but judging from my experience. I'm afraid it's not the light. It's too far away from Shinto City." Luo Ping'an analyzed rationally: "In 1984, if someone lived around Howling Ridge, , encountered a geological disaster again, I am afraid that it will be moved back to the jurisdiction of Jiujie Station as soon as possible - no one will continue to live here. "
The lights in the distance ahead of the meteor seemed to have a target.
The two of them walked no more than ten steps forward and immediately discovered new clues.
For example, at the entrance and exit of the tunnel, there is a section of rock platform and stone foundation as a auxiliary road to allow maintenance personnel to pass and to guide the accumulated water in the tunnel to drain down the mountain. There are iron nets on both sides to isolate wild animals and lost pedestrians.
On the left front side of the exit, against the cliff, there was a body lying on its back on the ledge——
——When Mr. Ping An discovered the body, this experienced veteran was so frightened that he cursed him as a straight motherfucker.
Meteor was also curious as to what could make the VIP curse out loud - after all, the life-threatening rock explosion and the strange mountain god did not allow the Taoist priest to break his defense.
When he saw clearly what the flashlight illuminated, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, as if he had been poured from head to toe by a bucket of cold water.
It was the corpse of an adult man who looked to be no more than twenty-one or twelve years old and had a mohawk hairstyle.
Let's call him Mohawk.
The mohawk was wearing a leather jacket, and the cause of death was unknown. From the appearance of the body, it looked like the sternum was hit by a rock, causing the chest to collapse and cause internal bleeding. This is not a strange thing.
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The strange thing is that this corpse is from 1984.
Luo Ping'an was convinced of this when he saw the mohawk's driver's license among the scattered debris on the ground, and was so frightened by the fresh corpse that he cursed.
After a long time, neither passenger dared to touch this strange corpse. The mohawk looked hard, and the hair or beard, exposed body hair and clothing materials all seemed to be frozen on the ledge and fixed on the road. On.
And there are a few things that are very suspicious——
——The neck and body of this mohawk guy are not of the same skin color, and there are obvious stitching marks, as if he had undergone a head transplant surgery.
These strange phenomena that cannot be explained by common sense make Meteor think about these things cautiously.
He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.
"Brother Ping'an, if...if we don't plan to touch this brother's body, then we can continue to move forward."
Pingan stood up and shined his flashlight on the side of the mountain. He saw a piece of gray-red debris embedded in the mountain. It seemed to be the car of the bosozoku. It seemed that just a second before the disaster happened - the bosozoku. I was running on a mountain road, and finally crossed the tunnel and climbed up the ledge road. I accidentally fell down and was hit by flying rocks on the road. The motorcycle was not so lucky, and no body was left behind.
Unlike its owner, the motorcycle has no secret method of resisting time. It has long been corroded and changed by the violent mountain wind and turned into a pile of wreckage.
But there was no smell to this fresh corpse.
Ping An felt uneasy and went to observe again. Except for the slight scratch marks on the clothes on the body, which was firmly fixed on the ground like a sculpture, there were no other useful clues.
"Walk!"
Meteor asked: "Where are you going?"
Luo Ping'an: "It seems that these cities have a lot of evil spirits. I want to go and meet the demons for a while."
Meteor: "Huh?"
"It is said that when a person dies, his lamp goes out and he is buried in the grave."
Luo Pingan muttered something.
"Whether it's psychic powers or other weird stuff, technology or hard work-"
"——More than fifty years have passed, and this person still can't rest in peace. What is it if he isn't evil?"
