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As we swam along, our feet touched the bottom of the water, and the water had become very shallow, and we found that there was less and less silt under the water, and the big footprints became blurred, and when the water was shallow enough to reach our knees, the mud was gone, and the big footprints were gone. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I think that the deep water area in the previous section should be a lagoon of an underground river, so there is a lot of silt, and it seems that this underground water system still has a certain similarity with the water system on land.

Gradually, I noticed that the cave widened, and the river expanded to both sides, and when we looked up, we were surprised to see that the top of the cave was no longer visible, and the whole cave looked like a huge natural crack, deep and dark.

After walking for a while, the beard stopped in front of him, and he pointed to the stone wall next to him, and turned the focus of the flashlight over.

Ah Bang and I leaned over to the beard and looked at the stone wall, and soon found that the stone wall here seemed to have been simply polished, and it looked less rough, and there were many scratches on the surface, which was very messy, like wild grass.

The beard looked at it for a while and said, "Look closely, these scratches are a bit strange. ”

I took a step forward, turned the flashlight on it, and looked at it for a while, and I realized that something was wrong. Some of these scratches look like the marks of a fight, or someone is crazy and vents on this stone wall, but some of the marks are very regular, I selectively blinded not to look at those messy scratches, and immediately found that those regular scratches turned out to be a simple line mural!

Ah Bang didn't see anything for a long time, so he said, "What's so strange about this?" Every time I take Ma Zi to open a house, I will look like this in the morning. ”

The beard scolded angrily: "Dog's day, you mean that this stone wall also took your horse to open a house?" ”

Abang muttered something, and was directly kicked down by his beard.

I waved my hand to silence them, and I began to imagine the picture they formed by gesturing the lines with my hand, and soon this scene came to my mind.

It was supposed to be an ancient group of soldiers, marching vigilantly, as if something was watching them around. I reckon it might be an ancient scout who was looking for the enemy's whereabouts.

As I walked forward, the stone walls in front of me were almost all polished, with many obvious and inconspicuous scratches everywhere, but the content was coherent. The group of soldiers formed a circle, the weapons in their hands were facing outward, this was an obvious defensive formation, they should have met the attack, but on the mural, there was no depiction of what was attacking them, as if all the shots were focused on this group of soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, some soldiers flew up, and here I added a lot of subjective processing, otherwise those lines are too single, simpler than stickman, I say this to facilitate everyone's understanding.

The soldiers who flew up should not have this skill, and their posture told me that they were thrown by something.

Then some of the soldiers broke in the air, some from the waist, some with limbs, and even more brutally, some with their heads flew out. The soldiers who were standing on the ground began to flee in all directions, and strangely enough, until now, I did not see what was attacking them. The heart said that the author of this mural is really lacking fire, and he is simply the originator of abstract painting.

When the beard saw that I was looking at it with relish, he asked me what I saw, and while I looked at it, I told him the image of the lines formed in my mind, and then I listened to him in amazement: "How did you cultivate the skill of reading pictures and speaking?" ”

I waved him not to get out of the way and continue looking at the mural below. It was another pair of soldiers, you can see the overlapping lines, it is estimated that there are many more soldiers this time than the last time, and the weapons this time are more complete than the last time, spears, bows and arrows, all the awesome weapons of that era are used. And what makes me strange is that there are many people who still carry bucket-like things in their hands. I can't help but wonder, is this a rare ritual? Thinking of those who were torn apart, I thought it was possible that in that era, human sacrifice seemed to bring the greatest psychological comfort to people.

Soon, a mural below was revealed, with many people thrown into the air, and some brutally torn to pieces. The archers on the ground shot arrows at the corpses in the air, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Then I found out that the archers were not shooting the flying corpses, because the bow and arrow were strangely redirected in some places very irregularly, that is, the bow and arrow hit something and was bounced out.

In the next mural, the archers are backing back, and a large number of people carrying buckets are throwing liquid out of it in one place, all up and down, all of them, and this time I can see very clearly that the liquid has spilled on something, forming a huge, humanoid thing.

Someone took a torch and threw it in the direction of the humanoid thing, and then the whole thing was on fire, and all the soldiers watched from afar. I looked closely at the humanoid thing, and I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, that guy actually had three heads!

This is the end of the mural, and when I finished talking to Beard, Beard immediately said, "The thing you mentioned should be transparent and very large." ”

I think back to that image, and my heart says that it is true, the bearded mind is agile. Obviously, the soldiers couldn't see the big guy at first, and many of them were inexplicably thrown into the air and torn apart. Later, they brought in reinforcements, and the liquid in those buckets was supposed to be fire oil, and they poured it out on the big guy who couldn't see it, showing the outline of the big guy, and then set it on fire and wiped it out. But judging by Beard's tone, he must have reminded me of something else.

"What does this mural say?" Abang looked around vigilantly: "Those big footprints we saw, can't they be this big guy?" ”

I was also nervous, and I reflexively looked around, and found that we had unconsciously walked along the mural for a long time, and the stone cave here was obviously several times larger than before.

At this time, Beard suddenly pressed the mouths of Ah Bang and me, and whispered, "Are you sure that the big guy on the mural has been killed?" ”

I saw that the beard's face changed all of a sudden, and my heart tugged.

Following his gaze, I found that more than ten meters in front of us, the water flow was blocked by something at some point, and flowed around, but there was nothing in that place!