When I closed my eyes, it seemed that there were still countless holes, one after another, and I didn't know where to enter and come out.

I sighed, and looked at these damn Gu worms again, their light was probably also this kind of complex thought, full of all kinds of possibilities to be strong or contracted.

Let the trend of its own thoughts continue to wander, as if every place is in place, with no end in sight, but the heart is full of hope, because of the unreachable light, and keep moving forward until he dies of exhaustion.

I needed to rest, but my mind was full of topographical maps of the place, and when I opened my eyes, I saw all those lights, as if all of them were echoing each other from afar, building a huge system.

But when I look for it, there is always something missing in order for them to connect.

After trying hard, I naively wanted to use my own method to stand in front of the light waves of the "wormhole", and find a kind of resonance in my thinking from them, from the subtle changes in the light, and then to interpret their ideological content and connection with this place.

But I myself am amused by such a naïve idea, if I can really find one of them in so many insects, its individual thoughts, or find patterns in the group, then it is really only by swallowing one of them that I can understand.

As independent cells, they are in opposition to the human mind, so my idea is like a plant measuring the life of a human being with its growth cycle.

This is a manifestation of ignorance, because we are different from each other, which fundamentally negates the absurd idea that we can use our own methods to crack their codes.

I shook my head with a wry smile, and finally put the paper in my hand on my face and lay down on the stone wall, ready to rest.

But at this moment, I suddenly saw something, through the light, in the gap between my fingers, I saw the numbers on the paper.

There was a light in my head, and the numbers seemed to glow as well, and they seemed to be stating something to me, and I was trying to understand.

Numbers, yes to the handwriting I was familiar with, but I saw a rule in it that was different from the one I found in another place.

And those numbers, which Li Sansi told me, were in the cave, and we found them, and it appeared under the blood sand, as well as those human heads and statues.

My eyes moved quickly among the numbers, and I looked at them, and a smile of surprise appeared on my face, and I immediately stood up, and wrote them on the back of this piece of paper according to the numbers that Li Sansi said.

Once they were lined up, I walked towards the hole in line with the numbers, and gestured my middle finger behind me to express my joy at the moment.

However, I may have been happy a little early, because as soon as I walked into these black holes, I felt very depressed, looking at the numbers on them, and the contents of the paper, and the location of the gap in the ground under the cave, to tell where I was going now.

Door? I'm looking for a door, or another kind of light, and if I can find the light source that originally appeared overhead, I'll find a way out.

But it didn't take long for me to find that those gaps actually correspond to the glowing "wormholes" here

These places are very close to each other in the cave, but here they seem to be magnified many times, and they seem far away.

But it's not easy to be sure, at least I don't have to walk around here like a headless fly anymore.

With such clues and goals, I am much bolder when I walk, and I have a bottom in my heart, but it will be a little troublesome to count those holes again.

I felt as if the exit was out of reach, because I had been looking for a long time and couldn't find it, but in the nearest place, I found another special place.

This place is special because I was in a cave and found a three-headed snake crawling out of that gap.

When I realized that I was almost at that point, I hesitated, not knowing whether to continue and take a look there, and maybe find something that I didn't find in the cave.

The gaps around are all those "wormholes", I wonder if there will be something different there?

With curiosity in my heart, I followed the number of holes to the place, but by feeling I was very close, and if I had placed it in the previous places, I could already see the blue light, but it was still pitch black.

Aren't there those bugs here? I looked puzzled, but when I was about to go inside, the flashlight accidentally hit the ground, and I was surprised to find the footprints I had lost earlier.

It was only after I looked left and right a few times that I realized that the footprint seemed to be much larger than before, and I don't know if it was because of the increase in strength or what, the foot was very wide.

Looking at those footprints, I looked up again, and sure enough, I found that these footprints were extending to the place I was going.

Could it be that in the first place, this person came here to find this place? He knew the route here, or was it just a coincidence, he didn't come here by accident.

In any case, now that the footprints have appeared, my route can be back on track, and if I can find another person, it will be the best here.

As I walked forward, I felt that the light of the flashlight had begun to dim, and after using it for so long, I was afraid that the power inside was about to run out, so I had to take out the battery and replace the flashlight.

But as soon as the light disappeared, the darkness around me swarmed in, making me feel uneasy, but soon I changed the battery and ushered in the light.

Under the bright pillar of light, the footprints were also clear, but in the darkness outside the light, there were gusts of cold wind blowing from the surrounding holes, which made me shiver several times in a row.

I don't know what time it is, but the wind that blows here is cold both day and night, because there are places where there is no sunlight all year round, and even before that, it is stuffed with sand.

I don't know if there are still some holes that haven't been completely cleared of the sand, so I still have to be careful.

The distance is not very far, and the only thing that delays time is that I need to count the holes, because there is no eye-catching light here, so I can only follow the footprints, but I am still not very relieved, and I am counting the holes one by one, so as not to make mistakes.

It wasn't until I reached my destination that my vision suddenly widened, and the space here was larger than the other caves, and when I shone it with a flashlight, I saw a strange layer of plants attached to it.

At first glance, it seems that the moss grows because it is in a cool environment all year round, but when you look closely, you will find that they grow and circulate in a very special form.

Distorting the shape, it seems to be writing some kind of text, with a strange stroke, depicting it little by little.

It reminds me of those rattans, or some elongated invertebrates, which are similar in shape.

I didn't know what they were, but I didn't immediately go over and take a closer look because I needed to identify another problem.

Looking back, I looked at the few caves around, and I had found in the cave before that this gap was in front of the stone wall, so one side of this place also had no holes, and it was solid.

And when I turned back, I saw the openings that led to the outside, and when I entered one of the holes, I wiped my fingers against the stone wall on one side, and rubbed my thumb to rub some sand off.

I leaned in front of my nose and sniffed them, feeling that they were dry and full of a strange salty smell, but not strong.

Retreated back, in this huge space, it also seemed very empty, and there was no kind of sand on the stone wall, which showed that even if a large amount of quicksand was stored here before, and even all the cave entrances were there, but only this stone cave was empty.

It was probably a stand-alone place, and it was also a vantage point, so it was impossible for the sand to flow here, and there was no hole overhead, unlike any other hole I'd found before.

This is really a special place, and under the cave, it also indicates the protrusion of this place, but what is the thing that represents the three-headed snake here?

There are no glowing bugs here, and it's different from other places, and what is the difference in place of this difference?

In addition to not being covered in sand, there are other places that have become normal. I followed the footprints on the ground and eventually found a man on the side of the cave, perhaps not accurate because he could not have survived such a sand-enclosed place.

Moreover, this quicksand mechanism was designed hundreds or even thousands of years ago, and there was no exit nearby, could this person have been locked up here before this mechanism was designed?

Thinking about it, I felt a layer of cold sweat rise behind me, and my eyes slowly moved to the footprints behind me that brought me here, whose footprints were they, and why did they bring me here.

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, I didn't dare to link them together, but I was about to turn away when I stopped.