I know in my heart that the big black dog Erlang is very proficient in human nature. Since it can find us all the way, it must know the road inside. Maybe it can get us out of this weird world. Maybe it can actually find Lao Duoji and the others. .
So, I no longer hesitated at the moment, I turned around and greeted Xiong Ming and the others, then turned around and ran after Erlang.
The big black dog Erlang has a pair of red eyes with extremely strong night vision. He ran wildly in the dark. Perhaps he was afraid that a few of us would not be able to keep up, so the big black dog Erlang subconsciously stopped and waited for us before he ran a short distance.
In this way, the big black dog Erlang took us in circles and ran forward for a full twenty minutes.
Looking at Erlang's strong back, I couldn't help but think of a story my grandfather once told me.
It is said that there is a kind of people in the northwest region who are responsible for carrying corpses - corpse carriers.
The profession of corpse-carrying people appeared as early as the 1950s and 1960s in China.
Speaking of the rise of this profession, it is also related to our country’s traditional customs.
The Chinese believe that "fallen leaves return to their roots and rest in peace in their graves." Therefore, no matter how the deceased died, they must be buried in peace in order to respect the deceased.
Therefore, for those who died in the wilderness due to accidents, their families would pay for the bodies to be retrieved, and the bodies would be found and carried back for reburial.
Most of the people who carry corpses were born in rural areas and come from poor families. They had no choice but to choose this profession in order to put food on the table.
Because dealing with dead people all day is always bad luck. If the family is not poor, most people will never choose this job.
And once you enter the industry of carrying corpses, you have to keep doing it.
Corpse-carrying has gradually become a secret technique passed down from ancestors, and its behavior is weird and weird, and outsiders have no way of knowing it.
I remember my grandfather once said that corpse-carriers have used a secret potion to wash their whole bodies since they were young. After decades of practice on the edge of the yellow sand, their eyes can penetrate the turbid sand and river water, and they can see at a glance. Walking corpses lying in the sand and water.
Generally, a person lives alone by the Yellow River with no children. He has a black dog at home since he was a child. There is a big bamboo pole in the courtyard with an octagonal mirror tied to it. These are all objects to ward off evil spirits.
The first thing the person carrying the corpse did after returning home was to call the black dog, and then look in the mirror. If there was no difference, he would go back to the house to cook and sleep.
If the black dog keeps barking and there is blood in the mirror, he will turn around and go to the edge of the Yellow Sand Gobi for another walk, remove all the hidden objects on his body, and then come back.
There are many theories about Qingsha. Some people say that the black dog is the dragon dog in the yellow sand. Others say that the black dog of the person carrying the body is actually the roaring dog that the true Lord Erlang sat on.
Looking at the big black dog running in front of me, I couldn't help but think of this story that my grandfather once told me, and I couldn't help but think to myself: "Could this old Dorje be the legendary corpse-carrying man? But? , why would a corpse-carrying man set a trap for us?"
The more I thought about it, the weirder it became, and countless questions began to come to mind.
But at this moment, the big black dog Erlang suddenly stopped at the corner.
Several of us stopped hurriedly when we saw this, and cautiously touched Erlang's side.
Not long after, I heard soft voices coming from the other side of the corner.
"There's someone!" After hearing the voice, the hearts of several of us were shocked, and we couldn't help but relax a lot.
After a while, Hua Muling lowered her voice and said, "This Erlang really brought us to find Mr. Duoji!"
I didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
I motioned for everyone to turn off their flashlights, then leaned forward and stuck out half of my head.
On the other side of the corner is a larger square. The square is built against the mountain wall, with natural rock walls on three sides. There are only some traces of artificial excavation. Directly opposite is an ancient temple-like building.
This ancient temple has a total of three floors. Although it does not look majestic from the outside, it is shocking to have such an ancient temple in such an underground world.
The architectural style of the ancient temple is very unique. Overall, it looks very similar to the style of temples in Tibetan areas, but some details are completely different from, or even contrary to, temples in Tibetan areas.
Although the square in front of the temple seems to be naturally formed, it is evenly polished into a circle, with three circles inside and outside densely engraved with strange runes.
Because the distance was too far and the light here was dim, I couldn't see clearly what was engraved on it for a while. I just vaguely felt that the runes were somewhat similar to those engraved on the bronze vessels I had brought back.
About fifty meters to the east of the square, there was a temporary camp. There was no tent, just a bonfire. Four people in green military camouflage were huddled together, roasting, eating meat, and chatting happily. What.
And at the edge of the shadow not far from the bonfire, a man tied up with five flowers sat with his head bowed and said nothing. This man was none other than the one we had been looking for - Lao Duoji.
The few people in front of the bonfire did not notice our arrival. On the contrary, Lao Duoji, who was sitting in the corner, slowly raised his head and stared at us with his eyes.
There were obvious scars on Lao Duoji's face, and there were still bloodstains on the sides of his nose and the corners of his mouth. It seemed that he had suffered some hardships before, but even so, Lao Duoji's eyes still shone strangely in the darkness. Those sharp eyes were like two sharp knives, piercing people's hearts. My whole body couldn't help but turn over.
Lao Duoji did not speak, but sighed intentionally or unintentionally, and then shook his head slightly.
Lao Duoji's actions instantly attracted the attention of the four people.
They stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Lao Duoji.
One of the guys with the most annoying appearance said, "Old man, is your skin itchy again? Do you want us brothers to loosen your bones again?"
The man's words caused the others to burst into laughter. One of them, a big white man, opened his mouth and said in broken Chinese: "Old dog, we have nothing to do now anyway, or you can show us what you have done before." Let’s use the newly learned interrogation skills of the hunter unit!”
When I heard the words "Hunter Troop", I couldn't help but take a breath and turned to look at Xiong Ming.
Xiong Ming was also looking at me at this time, his lips moved slightly, as if to say: "Now we are in big trouble."
Many friends may not know about the so-called hunter unit, but if you have a little knowledge of the military or are a military fan, you should have heard of this unit.
Or to be more precise, it is not a team, but a training base, a place dedicated to training mercenaries.
It is said that every year, 32,257 mercenary soldiers from all over the world enter the Hunter Army to study, but less than 16 of them actually graduate.
Its strict system and almost crazy training model have also made this school known as the best military school in the world. Even in the later period, active soldiers from many armies around the world were sent to study here in order to improve themselves. the country’s overall combat effectiveness.
Although Xiong Ming and I have never been here, we have never eaten pork and have seen pigs running around. Naturally, we have heard about the perversions of this place.
Therefore, when I heard the words "Hunter Troop" at this time, I couldn't help but feel a chill on my back.
The guy named Lao Gou seemed to like showing off his "Hunter Force" experience in front of others. Hearing what the white man said, he immediately became interested. He stood up from the ground and pulled out the knife from his combat boots. , said with a smile: "White Snake has said so, since you also want to see it, then I will reluctantly teach you!"
With that said, he strode towards Lao Duoji. At this time, a thinner man next to him said: "Old dog, let's play and make trouble. Don't go too far. The boss said that this person is still useful. , it’s hard to explain what happened after he died. What’s more,... "
Before the guy finished speaking, the old dog interrupted him and said, "Don't worry! I know what's going on!"
