Eighty-seven The Haunt's Nest in the Painting

This discovery made my heart feel like a turbulent wave.

It was a huge ding, unbelievably big. Juding stands there like a mountain. I don't know if it's an illusion, but I can even feel the strong force and oppression brought to me by that giant ding.

The moment I saw this face, I was no longer surprised in my heart, only shocked.

However, after the shock, there is doubt.

Could the technology of the ancients make such a large tripod? I am very skeptical, I think that such a large object, even in the modern age of advanced technology, is a huge project.

I stopped the cold young man in front of me and told him what I had discovered. He was also surprised when he saw the giant ding, and he couldn't believe that there was such a thing in the world.

The magnitude of the tripod on the mural almost covered the entire wall, and all we could see was a corner of the tripod, and this corner alone was enough to make us speechless.

Is this a tripod or a mountain? I didn't know what to say for a while.

The cold young man was much more calm than I was at this time, and although he was also surprised, he was not so shocked that he could not speak.

He looked at me and said, "The ancients had an exaggerated hobby for things. Just like some rumors, saying that in ancient times, someone would borrow Yin soldiers and invite heavenly generals, which is all deceptive. You and I all know that the history before the Spring and Autumn Period will have some mythological elements in it.

Because of this, I think the credibility of the mural here is not very high, maybe it is just an ordinary tripod at that time. You and I don't have to worry too much."

Xia, Shang, and Zhou, things are indeed mixed with mythological elements, and I still know this. Although it is possible for the cold young man to say this, it is still difficult to convince him of everything he said in a short period of time when he sees such a scene here.

I laughed twice and pointed to it, facing the portrait of the Red Fox King and another person in the giant tripod, and said, "You mean that these two buddies in the painting are stewing meat with the tripod there, and the painter at that time saw the art in it, so he painted this exaggerated mural?" ”。

The grim young man ignored my words and took his own time observing the murals on the wall.

This man is very cold and arrogant, I know that he is too lazy to argue with me here, he wants to see the meaning expressed in this mural.

I followed him behind and walked slowly towards the front, looking at the marks on the wall as I went. But after walking more than ten meters, the back wall is still an extension of the giant tripod.

That's when I made a strange discovery. What I thought was a crack in the stone was actually carved with strange patterns on the body.

If you look closely, you will find that there is always a humanoid creature with horns on its head where the lines are connected, and it is very strange to shrink into the gap as if to peep at something. I don't know what it is, but if I had to, I think it should be a little ghost pattern.

The reason why it is said to be a little ghost is because the human head above has two horns painted on it, and the lines of the eyes and the long exaggerated fingers indicate that the one painted on it is definitely not a human.

The cold young man also noticed this, and pointed to it and asked me what it was.

I said you ask me, I ask who to go.

After walking further for a distance, the imp became more and more patterned, and at last it was almost densely covered with the entire wall. I looked at the strange murals on the walls, and I felt an unnatural chill in my heart, which was too much. The heads of the little ghosts are poking out, their eyes are slightly closed, and the drawings are very realistic, as if they are going to drill out of the wall.

The most terrifying thing is that all the way through, the little ghost's eyes have a feeling of slowly opening.

The cold young man was still very cold, turning a blind eye to this strange place, looking at the little ghosts and saying, "This should not be the portrait of the giant ding at the beginning."

I didn't understand what he meant at first, but then I came back and asked him why?

He said, the proportions of this painting are wrong, the tomb road here is not very high, do you think the ancient tripod will be made to look like a train?

Of course not, the ancients did not lack hearts.

I understood what he meant, he meant that the location of this and the giant dome were actually two paintings.

However, when we looked all the way, we didn't see any disconnection between the images. From the time I discovered the giant tripod to the present, all the paintings were painted in one go.

I said what I thought, and the cold young man said lightly, "It's just that we haven't found out, but I'm sure there will be an access point." It's just that this point is hidden and won't be easily discovered. ”

I nodded, thinking he had some point. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the portrait of this face is too long.

I thought it was a little strange and asked him if he knew the reason for doing this. He shook his head without saying a word, turned around and prepared to move on.

Suddenly, the moment he turned around, he suddenly made a defensive move. I was terrified by his sudden attack. Thinking that there was some danger ahead, he also dodged according to the conditioned reflex.

I took a step back and looked ahead, and for a moment the hair on my head almost fell out in fright.

I could only keep clenching my left fist repeatedly to calm myself down, and the pain on my little thumb and finger felt as if it hurt directly in my heart, and for a while the terrifying feeling finally disappeared.

I saw that more than ten meters in front of me, under the light of the flashlight, there was a demon standing two people tall, with a green face and fangs, a head with two horns, and the most terrifying thing was the pair of gray-white eyes, like a demon from hell.

This....

My head couldn't turn for a while.

Stammered, "This... Isn't that just... Isn't that what the wall is? Ate ..... What to eat? Growing so big? ”。

When I finally said this, I found that the cold sweat on my body was already wet on the back of my spine.

The cold young man was really cool, nodded without looking back, without any words, and froze there motionlessly, like a statue.

I knew he must have been so nervous that he didn't dare to make the slightest extra move. From this, it can be seen that this guy must have been professionally trained. That kind of formal military training is definitely not something that can be done by a wild way like Feijing.

Although I know that Feijing's skills must be stronger than him, but everyone's way of dealing with the enemy is different, if Feijing encounters this situation, I'm afraid that he would have rushed up to fight by now, and there is a possibility, that is, just turn around and run.

After I calmed down, I looked at the ghost in front of me and slowly took out the paratrooper knife from my waist.

For the size of the thing, the lethality of this paratrooper knife is really limited, but at this time, the weapon only serves as a courageous force, so I don't think there is anything wrong with it.

The demon statue stared at us motionlessly, without any expression at all, but even so, I felt that his eyes were staring at me wherever I went, and he never left.

I cautiously approached the cold young man, behind him, and whispered to him what to do.

The cold young man waved his hand to silence me, but he slowly lifted his gun and touched it to the front without looking back.

Seeing him like this, I thought to myself that this guy is really dead, aren't the people of the seven colors afraid of death? I was busy chasing after him and pulling him back, but it was too late.

Seeing him walking forward step by step, although I was reluctant in my heart, I still moved forward slowly.

The cold young man's steps were as light as a cat, and I didn't hear the slightest sound. He was getting closer to the ghost, and my heart was beating to my throat. I thought to myself, buddy is really going to be killed by this kid.