Seeing that Qin Feng didn't care much about his reminder, Peanut smiled and didn't continue to say anything. In fact, I kind of understood the meaning of peanuts at this time, he just said a lot, and finally brought up the phrase "Longtan Evil Land", probably trying to persuade us not to go further. Of course, he also knew that it was impossible for our group to stop, so Peanut just mentioned his thoughts, which may be the so-called benevolence and righteousness.

But there is one thing that I am very puzzled about, since Peanut knows the possible danger of this place, and even wants to persuade us to give up, then why does he not have the idea of retreating? Our motivation for coming here is very simple, that is, to save my father, what is Peanut's motive? I don't believe that his relationship with my dad is so good that he can even risk his life. Although he took great care of me along the way, I could tell that this man had his own ideas. I feel a little awkward now, Peanut is doing the same thing as us, going on to find my father, but because I can't figure out what his purpose is, it makes me feel like I'm not going to be on the same road with him.

And people have come with me, and they have all come here, and it is too late for me to ask about Peanut's motives. Besides, with the kind of personality I saw of Peanut, even if I asked, he would laugh at most. Therefore, I can only guess from his words and deeds along the way, this kind of guess is not the kind of speculation with clues, but closer to feeling. At the end of the day, I feel that Peanut's purpose may still be related to my father, but not my father's life, but something like something.

I was thinking about it when I heard two guys laughing loudly. At a glance, they realized that they found that two-thirds of Lao Tan's equipment was eating and drinking.

Since the three of us had already dropped our equipment bags on the bridge just now, we needed the remaining three to redistribute the equipment. Now that everyone has gone into the cemetery, the most important thing they need is lighting and food. Luckily, most of the fire breakers, smokeless stoves, and flashlights were in the backpacks of the two guys, and for ten days, the lighting was not a problem. But Peanut and I had a lot of dry food in our backpacks, and we didn't take any of them with us when we ran for our lives. However, as soon as Lao Tan opened the backpack, this problem was naturally solved. According to Qin Feng's estimate, as long as these food and water are distributed, they are enough for the six of us to support about seven days.

After the things were redistributed, the few of us went back on the road. As soon as I left, I saw Qin Feng start to mark with stones at the foot of the wall, and after that, every twenty or thirty meters, he would do the same thing. Seeing his feeling of being familiar with the road made me feel a lot more relaxed.

This so-called cave is actually an artificially constructed cemetery. At the foot were stone slabs, and on the walls on either side were murals of the kind I had seen before. To be honest, I didn't feel like I'd been in a monument until now, and it was so strong that I couldn't believe it was real. At present, the tomb road is not wide or narrow, the murals are coming and going, and the old oil lamps that appear on the wall every ten meters or so are very much in line with my imagination of the ancient tomb.

Qin Feng and the others cautiously explored their way, and Peanut was silent, keeping his head down, as if he was thinking about his own problems. And I was very interested in the murals on the walls.

The murals in the tomb are different from what I've seen before, they depict a scene of a sacrifice, and the murals on the left and right walls are symmetrical and coordinated, as if a painting was split from the middle and pasted on the walls on both sides. The people in the painting stand in an orderly manner, holding various tributes in their hands, and in front of them are some people with strange masks, and they look at their movements as if they are dancing.

The whole picture may have covered the entire tomb passage, and I couldn't help but start imagining the magnificent sacrificial scene at that time. Peanut said that this place has a lot to do with the ancient country of Yelang, and looking at the clothes of those people in the painting, it is indeed very special, like the kind of special shoulder with few flowers.

After walking inside for a while, Lao Tan suddenly pulled my clothes from the side.

"What's wrong?" When I looked, I found that Lao Tan was also looking intently at the mural on the wall.

"Did you notice this mural a little strange?" Lao Tan said and pointed to the mural in front of him with his chin.

The painting in front of him showed a row of maids carrying various offerings in their hands, and in front of them were people dancing in masks.

"You mean the people who wear masks?" I took a closer look, "It's not strange, didn't everyone jump the rope in ancient times." ”

"Not those." Lao Tan said and pointed with his hand, "Did you see it?" ”

Old Tan Hand refers to the sacrifices held in the hands of those handmaidens. Each of the maids is carrying a large plate with offerings, and of course, it may be food for people to eat. As soon as I saw that Lao Tan said these strange, I was a little confused.

"No, it's just fish and shrimp," I had just said this, and my mind flashed.

Wrong. When I looked back, the sacrifices I had seen before seemed to be all fish and shrimp. However, in general, whether it is a sacrifice or something to eat, it should not be all this. I remember that in ancient China, sacrifices were too strong, three animals or something, why can't you see a single animal in this painting?

"Got it." Lao Tan shook his head, "I looked all the way just now and found that the sacrifices in the hands of these people are all aquatic products, which are different from the ancient sacrificial habits of our Central Plains people. If you look at the clothes these people are wearing, I'm sure the people in this painting must be residents who live by the sea. ”

"Are you sure of that?" I said in my heart how much history you have in your head, and I don't know how much history you have.

Old Tan smiled at me, suddenly squatted down, and then waved at me again. "Just look at this."

I squatted down with him to take a look, only to see the low end of the mural, there are actually some zigzag lines, the paint on it is very light, I looked at it for a long time, and suddenly found that these things are rolling up and rolling, actually waves on the water. Looking around, it dawned on me that these people were standing at the water's edge.

But as soon as I thought about it again, I asked Lao Tan: "Then they may also be worshipping the river god, not necessarily by the sea." ”

Lao Tan scratched his head, "Hehe, I'm also guessing." ”

As I walked on, I felt that the murals on the walls were getting stranger and stranger. But I can't tell what that weirdness is. It wasn't until we had walked more than 100 meters that I finally started to understand a little.

The murals on both sides were so long, and there were hundreds of maids and masked dancers, but when I looked at them, I realized that I didn't know what they were doing. In other words, the mural has no purpose, and I don't know what it is trying to express. Could it be that there was an abstractionist at that time?

Just as he was thinking about it, a cool breeze suddenly blew in front of him.

"No wonder there's not even an ear chamber along the way, it turns out that this tomb hasn't come to an end yet, damn, how big this place is." A guy scolded at this time.

Seeing that everyone had stopped, I also walked to the front. Following the flashlights of several people, I saw that the tomb road continued to stretch forward. But the road ahead was strange, it was dark on both sides, there were no walls, and judging by the flow of air around it, the sides of the tomb in front of it should be empty, maybe it was a stone bridge suspended in mid-air. But it was too dark in front of it for the flashlight to shine on anything.

"Flares." After Qin Feng finished speaking, the guy on the side took out the firing gun from his bag and quickly made preparations. Qin Feng looked at the top of his head, then pointed ahead, "Hit directly ahead." ”

When Lao Tan heard this, he wanted to snatch the firing gun over, "It's unscientific for you to fight like this." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the guy pulled the trigger, and in an instant, a fiery snake flew out of the muzzle, and the fireworks flew out dozens of meters in a blink of an eye, and then illuminated the front almost daylight.

Lao Tan and I were taken aback, at first we thought the light was too bright and dazzling, but after four or five seconds, we put down the hand that was blocking our eyes. At this look, all six people were stunned at the same time.

"Not really." Old Tan shouted, "The people who dug this grave are playing with us." ”

After he finished speaking, no one said anything. At first, I thought that there was at most a "single-plank bridge" built suspended in the air, but who knew that there were more than a dozen roads in front of it.

"How do I get there?" A group of men looked at Qin Feng.

More than a dozen stone paved roads fanned out from ahead of us, suspended in the air, each with iron chains between them, looking like half a spider's web. Below those roads are cliffs with a drop of at least 300 meters.