Chapter 13: The Murals

I couldn't stop running for a while, and I hit the stone wall before I stopped, and immediately there was a sharp pain in my arm.

I leaned against the stone wall, bent over and panting, and I don't know why, the surface of the stone wall felt so smooth that it didn't look like a natural cliff at all. But it was so dark that I couldn't make out what it was.

It was absolutely impossible to climb up the stone wall, so I groped with my hands, trying to find a way out. But after a while, the "rustle" sound of the snake crawling came from not far behind him. My heart is broken, the snake cubs are about to chase here, and Xiao Rong is afraid that there will be more than one luck. When my brain was in a mess, my right hand suddenly touched a depression.

What is it? I was stunned for a moment, and immediately took a step back to take a look. I saw that there was a carving in the place where I touched my hand, and the carving was a dragon pattern, connected together, faintly, as if showing the shape of an arch in front of my eyes.

I hurriedly pushed with my hand, but I couldn't push it, but I could vaguely feel that the material of the arch-shaped stone wall was different from the surrounding stone wall. Knocked it with your hand, it was hollow. I was overjoyed, and I immediately felt like there was a door! With a sigh of praise, I pushed with all my strength. I only heard the sound of stones rubbing against the ground slowly, and the door actually opened slightly from the side.

It's a revolving door?!

After pushing open a crack in the door, I couldn't help but be overjoyed, and then hurriedly turned back to look in the direction of Xiao Rong. I was completely dumbfounded at this glance, only to see that the trench was black and mushy, and I couldn't see anyone, not even the previous fire. The fog began to disperse again, obscuring even the slightest bit of moonlight.

My heart is finished, Xiao Rong is dead......

I was extremely depressed, although I didn't know Xiao Rong very well, but what he said was to cover my death, even if I had my life to live, how could I feel at ease in this life? My head was still thinking wildly, and suddenly a loud bang came from the trench, and the ground under my feet was actually shaking?

Something happened again, and I said in my heart that it was really a wave of unsettled waves. I grabbed my arms and began to drill into the crack in the door, which was exactly half a person's width, and I barely squeezed it, squeezed half of my body in, and looked down to see that more than a dozen small flower snakes actually surrounded me. I said in my heart, Lao Tzu, I have a way back, I'm not afraid of you! So he lifted it up. The mountain knife was about to send these little beasts to the Western Elysium as well, but at this moment, in the darkness, I saw a figure leaning towards me.

Flying snake?! I shuddered and almost opened my hand. The mountain knife was thrown over, but when I looked closely, I couldn't help but gasp, it was actually Xiao Rong!

"You...... Are you okay? I hurriedly squeezed out of the crack in the door, and hacked the little flower snakes around me to death, worrying that I would help him on the ground.

"It's fine." He paused for a long time before speaking, with a faint smile on his face.

"There's a door here, can I get in?"

He looked at it and nodded. I felt like he was so tired that he didn't want to speak. And it's very strange, there are obviously fewer snakes chasing after me, and I don't know what happened to the loud bang just now.

I let Xiao Rong go ahead, and he got into the crack in the door, and the little flower snakes had already filled the doorway, and after I squeezed in, I tried my best to close the door. It was dark all around, and we couldn't see anything, so we didn't dare to move our steps easily. I reached for the flashlight on my waist, but I didn't touch anything, and I thought to myself, it looked like I had fallen on the road.

At this time, I only heard the sound of Xiao Rong unzipping his backpack, as if he was rummaging for something in the bag, and after a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw that he had an extra portable camp lamp in his hand. The light is only the size of a palm, I used to use a similar one when I was camping in college, although it consumes dry batteries, but the bulb is LED, which is very energy-saving, and it should not be a problem to last for 7 or 8 hours.

As my eyes got used to the brightness around me, I was able to see something clearly.

It's a stone gallery, and we're right in the middle of it. There are two stairs at each end of the stone corridor, and the stone steps go all the way up, and I don't know where it leads.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiao Rong was also confused. So we chose a random staircase and walked up, only to see that there was still a stone corridor on the top of the staircase.

At this time, I was already half tired to death, so I proposed to rest first, and as soon as the words fell, I sat down on the ground like a loss of strength, and it seemed that I had reached the limit.

The pale light shone out of the corner around us, and there were many murals on the walls of the stone gallery, and I didn't have the strength to look at them, but I gasped deeply, and my whole body felt as if it was about to disperse, and it hurt as if every bone was being gnawed. Although I had been running all the way and seemed invincible, I had actually been bitten several times by those little brutes, and now I felt a distinct tingling pain in my calves and buttocks.

Xiao Rong handed me the kettle, and I lazily reached for it, only to find that the black leather glove he had been wearing on his right hand was missing.

I was stunned for a moment, no, his right hand holding the kettle, why is it black? It's like being soaked in ink, and the palms, backs of hands, and even fingernails are all black.

I asked him what was going on with his hand, if he had been poisoned by a snake or something. He smiled and shook his head, saying that he was born that way. I didn't understand, and then I thought of a classmate in high school, he was born with a birthmark, the scientific name is melanocytic nevus, which happened to grow on his face, and as he grew older, he regretted that he couldn't go back to his mother's womb and rebuild himself again.

Although Xiao Rong didn't answer my words well, I guess his right hand is probably in a similar situation. Originally, I always thought that Xiao Rong only wore one glove to stinky beauty, but now it seems that he is trying to cover his unusual right hand.

However, the whole right hand is black, which feels pretty cool. Thinking of this, I laughed at him twice.

I don't know why, but I feel that this corridor gives me an inexplicable sense of security. I shared some food with Xiao Rong, and while eating, I asked him how he had escaped. He said that when he was fleeing, he saw a cracked boulder on the edge of the cliff, which was crumbling because it had been washed away by the rain for many years, so he tried to shoot it down. The stone hit a large number of small flower snakes, blocking their way, and he was able to escape.

I said, you're awesome, no matter how you say it, it's a boulder! When the stone hits the ground, even the ground trembles, and I can feel it when I stand on this side of the ditch, you are so short, how did you get that stone down? Bombarded with cannons?

Xiao Rong said that it was not as complicated as I thought, the stone has been washed by rain all year round, in fact, it has already been loosened, if you stand on top of it, it is estimated that one foot can kick it down.

I was skeptical of his words, and I felt unhappy in my heart, but then I thought again, forget it, this kid deliberately didn't explain it, and no matter how hard I tried to ask, it would be versatile. I said let Xiao Rong sleep for a while, and I will keep watch. Xiao Rong was probably also extremely sleepy, turned sideways, and fell asleep not long after closing his eyes.

I was eating weakly, and there was silence around me, and I could even hear myself swallowing my food. Looking at the monotonous scene in front of me, my eyelids began to sink, and after a while, the world was completely quiet. I swear, I'm definitely not an unreliable person, but this time, I really can't hold on......

Leaning against the wall, I don't know how long I had been asleep, and suddenly I woke up like I had been shocked. I hurriedly raised my eyes to see that Xiao Rong was still sleeping, and I could only hear the sound of shallow breathing. I breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that this corridor is indeed safe.

Rubbing my eyes, I don't know what's going on, I feel more tired after a good night's sleep. Every cell in my body seemed to be tearing and my head was dizzy, and I wanted to continue sleeping, but I couldn't sleep anymore when I closed my eyes.

The light cast by the camp lamps around him shone on the walls, making the gray-black murals look a little weird.

I looked at the murals and couldn't help but feel some interest.

These paintings are depicted as if they were an ancient punishment, depicting a group of human-faced serpent gods tying several humans to stone pillars, piercing their bellies with spears and letting the entrails flow into a jar. In the next painting, there are several people with human faces and snake gods, fixing human hands and feet to two stone pillars, standing upside down with their heads, and then sawing the people through the middle with a saw......

I picked up the camp lamp and continued to look at it, only to see that every painting was bloody, and almost all of them were pictures of human beings being killed by these snake-faced people, which was shocking to see.

The last one is a small war picture, where humans and those people with human faces and snake gods are fighting together, although the battle is fierce, but it is obvious that the human-faced snake people have the upper hand, and you can even see several humans running for their lives, fleeing down the mountain.

I don't know who won and who lost in the end of this war in history. After reading it, I always felt strange in my heart, as if something was wrong. At this time, I heard Xiao Rong sigh, and when I looked back, he was already awake.

"Come and see, these murals are very interesting." I pointed to the wall and said, "I don't know who the people are on these murals, you see, they died horribly, they were disemboweled by this human-faced snake-body thing......

"These are not people, they are immortals." Xiao Rong said.