Volume 1, Chapter 28 of the Blood Tree in the Lost Valley, Mysterious Data

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After leaving the ammunition depot, Chen Tao saw that Yang Lixuan and others from before had not gone far, but were at the wall opposite the door. There seemed to be an iron gate on the opposite wall, but there were too many vines on this side, so I didn't even notice it at first.

I don’t know who discovered it, but when Chen Tao came out, several people were cleaning the vines on the wall. The foul-smelling liquid was dripping from the fracture cut by the folding shovel. Even though he was wearing a gas mask, it was still difficult to resist the disgusting smell that hit his nostrils.

Soon, everyone cleaned the wall, and there was indeed an iron door under the dense vines, but the door here was ajar and not locked. Acheng and Dabing brothers stepped forward and opened the ajar iron door. Everyone held up their flashlights to shine inside. It was empty, with only a few broken wooden boxes left on the ground.

This room should also be where ammunition is stored, but it has been mostly moved. Although there was nothing, several people went in and searched, but found nothing.

After exiting the room, everyone continued walking deeper into the passage. There were black vines everywhere. Chen Tao followed the team one step at a time, still thinking about the bottle in Yang Lixuan's hand just now.

"It's a small bottle, and there are inexplicable potions and bugs. Is it possible that this Yang Lixuan is a medicine maker at home? First there are bloodthirsty black bugs, and now there are some corpse-hungry Gu, and these disgusting black vines, how could this happen? Is there such an infiltrating creature? If you take out any of them, it will be enough for the old professors of biology in the school to study for decades." He raised his head and glanced at the person at the front of the team who was carrying a thick painting tube and a Chen Tao thought to himself about the thin figure with a backpack:

"Are the potion bottles in that painting tube also?"

His mind was racing, but his feet were not paying attention. He tripped over the black vines on the ground and threw himself directly towards the back of Hao Zi in front of him. Fortunately, the mountain ghost behind him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Chen Tao's backpack, so that he did not lie on the ground like a dog eating shit.

"Holy shit, Taozi, what are you doing?" Feeling a sudden strain on his back, Haozi turned around and looked at Chen Tao behind him.

"He just tripped over a vine." Mountain Ghost said.

"Hahahaha, you are so stupid!" Haozi smiled contemptuously at Chen Tao, which earned Chen Tao a roll of his eyes.

"Keep your eyes peeled as you walk, there are too many vines here, so watch your step!" Uncle Long warned from behind.

After stabilizing their bodies, everyone continued to move forward. The passage was not very long, but the black vines tangled everywhere affected people's judgment. Chen Tao looked forward and saw that the flashlight light could already reach the end of the passage. There seemed to be an intersection in front of him.

"There is another question I haven't figured out." Chen Tao said: "How did they get those machines out? When we came here, we only saw two passages of different ages. According to locals, the latest One was dug by people later when they were mining, and the other was left behind at an unknown time in ancient times. Judging from the time, it was impossible for them to go out through these two roads. When I came down before, I saw that the end of the back passage was collapsed. The boulder was blown down, is it possible that there is a road behind it?"

"The possibility is very high." Yan said:

"I have always been curious, why those people later dug a new mine tunnel just to find ore, but they seemed to know the structure and layout of the ancient road, and overlapped it again and again, and finally dug here."

"So, what do you mean?" Uncle Long asked.

"What is certain now is that before those later people mined, or even before the underground factory, that ancient road already existed. Although we don't know where it leads, it must be connected to the so-called Man-Eating Valley. under."

"If I guessed correctly, that ancient road had already been discovered before that group of miners dug it!"

"You mean, these Japanese in the factory?" Boss Zhang said.

"Well, and they also did the same thing, which was to dig along the ancient road and widen it. Even the factory we are in is actually a section of the ancient road!"

"So, there are not two mine tunnels, but three! Three overlapped together!" Yan said, snapping his fingers.

"No wonder... This can also explain why the group of people mining behind have been digging along the ancient road. The investor who initiated the mining must have discovered the Japanese exit and came here. , discovered those black crystal stones in the rock formations. But the Japanese passage was not what he wanted, so he dug a new path in some places." Shangui said.

"No, if he came in from the other end, he must not have come here, because the end of that road has been bombed and blocked by the Japanese." Uncle Long said.

"That's why they dug to the top of the factory in an attempt to get in from above. Unexpectedly, in the end they exploded the bloodthirsty black insects below, and it's all revealed here." Uncle Wang added.

"If all this is true, there must be a passage underground here that can lead directly to the outside of the mountain. The entrance is behind where we came down. It is also possible that it is still connected to the ancient road on the left." Long. Uncle said.

"I'm just saying, you should go in and take a look at that ancient road, maybe there might be some treasures in there!

Chen Tao looked at Boss Zhang not far in front with some speechlessness, and said to himself, "This old fat man doesn't care about anything else, he just thinks about his own life and baby. If there is any danger later, this man will definitely Just leave everyone and run away like before! You bitch!"

Thinking about it, several people have reached the end of the passage. At the end is a horizontal two-way passage, and you can see that there seem to be rooms under the vines on the left and right sides of the passage.

"Left or right, choose one!" Yan pointed his flashlight at the houses on both sides and said, "Oh, I really hate making choices."

"It's all the same. It's not very big here, so let's start from here." Uncle Long pointed to a door at the corner on the right and said, "Go in and take a look."

The door was not locked, but the door shaft was rusty, and some black vines got in through the cracks in the door. The mountain ghost used a shovel to cut off the tiny vines wrapped around the door handle, then pushed the door hard a few times and opened it.

It looked like a conference office. A large wooden table could be seen in the middle. It was covered with dust and there were several vines climbing up the legs of the table. There were two large bookcases on the four walls, and the glass on one of the cabinet doors was broken. There are several short boxes placed in the corner, I don't know what they are used for.

Chen Tao kicked away three or two vines at his feet and followed Uncle Long into the door. There were a lot of waste papers scattered on the floor of the room, with a thick layer of dust falling on them. Uncle Long bent down and picked up a document bag. Perhaps due to moisture, the document bag was somewhat moldy, and the part close to the ground had stuck to the ground. When I picked it up, the document bag tore, and a bunch of yellowed paper fell out from it, many of which were blank.

Uncle Long dug around inside a few times, picked up two pages with writing on them, and looked at them carefully with a flashlight. The words on the paper seemed to be handwritten. They were all written in Japanese. The ink was blurred and the handwriting was difficult to read. Neither Chen Tao nor Uncle Long knew Japanese and could not understand what was written on it. Yan came over and took the yellowed letter from Chen Tao's hand, looked at it for a few times, then squatted down and rummaged around on the ground. Most of them are empty, many are yellowed and wrinkled, and covered with large and small mold spots.

Yan picked up a few pieces of paper and empty file bags with vague writing on the ground, then stood up and walked towards the two large bookcases.

The bookcase door is half open, and the glass on the door seems to be frosted, making it difficult to see what's inside. He opened the cupboard door with broken glass, which was empty, and looked through the drawer below, but there was nothing in it.

Uncle Long next to him opened another bookcase and saw a few pieces of paper and empty file bags thrown on the counter. Uncle Long dusted it off and turned it over to see that it was all blank.

"It seems that everything has been taken away." Uncle Long looked at Yan and said.

Yan gritted his teeth and said to Acheng behind him: "Open those two boxes and see what's inside."

The box was not locked. Ah Cheng stepped forward and opened the box, took a few glances, took out an empty folder and some pieces of waste paper, shook his head and said, "Everything is gone."

Reaching out to take the empty folder in Ah Cheng's hand and taking a look at it, Yan pushed aside a few thin vines lying on the table, placed the pieces of paper with writing and the empty file bag on it, and looked at it with a flashlight. After a while, he said: "These seem to be some kind of data."

"Can you understand Japanese?" Chen Tao asked in surprise.

"What college student, do you have any opinions?" Yan didn't even raise his head, his attention was all on those pieces of paper.

"Yan Zai once stayed in Japan for two years, and he can speak the languages ​​​​of several countries!" Boss Zhang said proudly, then looked at Yan and asked: "How is it? Did you find anything?"

Yan smacked his lips, shook his head and said, "The handwriting is too blurry. There is no connection between these pieces of paper. The things recorded on them are unrecognizable. I can only recognize a few words."

"What are they?" Uncle Long asked.

"Survival rates, cycles, bugs, control, riots, and...death!"