The river under her feet, centered on the position she was standing, was pushed away from the left and right, and an abyss appeared.

From a distance, the thick magma below bubbled with hot smoke, boiling and tumbling layer by layer.

Snakes and insects of all sizes have escaped from the jungle, ants have moved, and rats are rampant.

Someone from the crowd standing in the distance left one after another, with their weapons in hand, rushing into one house after another, and arresting the settlers.

The scene was chaotic, and they took back their homes, food and territory.

There are insects everywhere, and there is nowhere to put your feet when you want to stand after walking a few steps, and it doesn't take long to crawl all over people's bodies.

Once the suppressed contradiction erupted, it was out of control, and when the first person grabbed his enemy and pushed the person down the rift, the anger of the crowd could no longer be controlled, and countless corpses fell like rain, instantly turning into ashes, while the surrounding stones left the mark of their death, and the black hole took on a hideous human form.

They were piled up together, and less and less of a complete shape was discerned, and the people who fell were struggling and screaming helplessly, like a pile of garbage being thrown into an incinerator, regardless of the kind of you and me, regardless of whether they wanted to or not, and whether they would be in pain or not.

The woman cut her palm on the two banks that were separated, wiped out a blood mark, forced out the Yang and Yin Qi in her body, and flowed to the two ends of the blood mark along the lines, transporting the Yang Qi to the river outside, and the Yin Qi was left in the swamp and sealed it.

A path had been carved out in the dense woods because of the presence of the seal, and all outsiders were in a panic and instinctively fled in that direction.

The natives watched in a daze as they watched what happened, until all outsiders had been driven out of their realm, and the two places were separated from each other inside and out, forming an enchantment that outsiders could no longer find and those inside could not get out.

They looked at the woman who had become old, and one by one they fell to their knees, kowtowing and whimpering.

The cracks in the lava were closing, and mirrored swamps and dense forests appeared in that direction.

All the disasters subsided, and the water ripples that carried the picture spun again, and the cassette was toggled, and the picture in front of me slowly turned into a still stone again.

My eyes were open for a long time, and I felt a dry pain as I pulled them out of those scenes.

I closed my eyes, furrowed my brow to ease the discomfort, and heard Ziwei call Master softly.

"What the hell did you two see?" Tang Jiao stared at us blankly.

I was puzzled, "You also hit the wall, don't you see?" ”

"Nope." He slapped the wall twice, "That's it, solid." You can do it, why can't I wear it? ”

I looked at Ziwei, and he looked at me, but no one had an answer.

Tang Ka asked again what else we saw, I looked up, pointed to the walls on both sides, and said, "There is." ”

Tang Jiao was stunned for a moment, and held up the fragment of the Night Pearl in his hand to shine on it.

After the filth receded, the mural on the wall depicted the scene we had just seen.

There are no gorgeous and complex color blocks, and the way it is recorded is different from the previous one, the lines are simple and neat, and it seems a little hasty, and the person who drew these must be very anxious, and the whole layout is messy and rough.

After watching the memories that are really played in front of you like those documentaries, it is not difficult to understand these lines even if they are rough. Seeing them, the images quickly played in my mind, and new memories were relived again.

Tang Kari didn't know why he didn't see it, so the content of the murals on the wall was a little obscure to him.

We walked along the screen, Ziwei and I followed the content and told him what he had just seen, and after explaining, his expression was even more confused than when he didn't understand anything just now.

I gave him time to digest and move forward quietly, and after a while, Tang Jiao said, "I'm a little messy. ”

I snorted, and he said, "Can you figure out what that means?" ”

Ziwei said, "No." ”

This time, Tang Jia, who was chattering, was speechless, and his mouth turned to the sides.

The tomb is still a hole to the end, and after the next bend, the murals on the wall have returned to their previous appearance, and the record is very short, only a picture of post-catastrophe reconstruction.

"It's not finished." Ziwei touched the paint on the wall, "It's new." ”

The word "new" is only relatively speaking, more refers to the time experienced by Muzhang County, from the degree of pigment corrosion, this painting has been at least ten years old, and the fact that the painting is not finished proves that they are experiencing it, and it has not become a thing of the past.

The previous term of the current leader was the Menggu in Wang Min's mouth.

In that memory, there was indeed a little girl who called the woman in it her sister, maybe it was Mu Jinshu when she was a child.

I combed through the information available so far and said, "Here is a record of the appearance of each chief during his tenure, except for the difference of the previous one, the content of the other times is almost the same, all of which are farming, development and construction. And those paintings correspond to the local chronicles seen outside, and although there are differences, some places can be explained. For example, the robbery and torture of 'bandits', the crazy growth of trees, and the snakes and insects that break into homes. I have an old map with the coordinates of Muzhang County, it didn't exist in the world we lived in from the beginning, it used to be part of our real world, only later separated by enchantments. These two accounts contradict each other, both speak for their own interests, and neither can be trusted until they are verified. ”

"Shopkeeper Shen, what you said is the same as what you said in vain."

"At least know that we were also compatriots who lived on the same land a long time ago, and were not natural enemies."

"Knowing what's the use of this, it's not like we can't get out." Tang Jiao was frustrated, "The bloody contradictions, where they can be solved, not to mention that we don't know what happened between Wang Min and Miss Mu's sister." ”

Tang Jiao's finger poked into a part of the wall, "This man can't be Wang Min, right?" Lover? Negative man? ”

"It's not. It was a few decades ago, and this man was no longer young at that time, and Wang Min was only forty or fifty years old now, which was far from it. ”

As he spoke, he looked up, Tang Jiao rubbed his eyes, the mural that appeared clearly just now disappeared again, and the wall was the same as when we first came, and the wall was covered with a large amount of paint, and a thick layer covered the pattern.

I shook my head, unable to give any meaningful answer, and continued to walk until the open tomb appeared in front of me again, and stopped.

Rows of coffins are neatly placed in front of you, similar to the coffin outside, but the yin air here is very strong, and there is cold air everywhere. With the previous reminder, I didn't dare to rush forward this time, for fear that there would be some strange creature lying inside like that.

I waved them to walk against the wall, trying not to touch anything or make a sound.

Tang Jiao followed me, and Zi Wei was not at the end. The oval chamber was very large, and from one end to the other, perhaps out of mental pressure, it felt like it had taken a long time to reach the other hole, and as soon as I stepped into one foot, I saw a leg bone on the side, and when I raised my foot and retracted it, I took a picture of the fragments, and a skeleton was lying on the ground, and there were rotten and rusty pickaxes, shovels, and a few tools that I couldn't tell what they were.

"Master, there are words here." Ziwei whispered to me.

I looked over and saw strange symbols carved into the walls, depicting different little people, some with crowns on their heads and scepters in their hands, some with cloaks and bows and arrows.

What they used to record was a script of their own creation, similar to the hieroglyphics of ancient times, which I naturally couldn't understand.

Tang Jiao usually studies antiques and knows a few ancient characters, lying on it for a long time, and then came back and said: "It may be the people and deeds buried here, the villain who wears the crown is the leader, the general who holds the bow and arrow, and the minister who holds the branch ghostwriter, all of them are people who have contributed to them, almost this meaning, I can't understand the specifics, if Jiang Xun is here, he must know." ”

"That's how you believe him?" I glanced at the neatly arranged coffins, and then stepped forward, shining a light on the shapes carved into the walls.

Tang Jia said: "The engraving on several things in my store is shown to him, and there is no unrecognizable text until now, and sometimes even the characteristics of the dynasty at that time can be distinguished, and it has helped me identify several fakes, of course I believe him." ”

Ziwei asked: "Has he studied ancient characters?" ”

"I don't know, there shouldn't be, otherwise his walking temperament with his head held high would have been taken out a long time ago, and he wouldn't say to the outside world that he was just a hobbyist, where has he ever been so modest, what he said must be true."

"And what is he doing with you?"

"I didn't say it, anyway, he I saw him as a jobless vagrant, and he had nothing to do every day with his cage in the park to play chess and walk birds with his uncle, and sometimes he was a bad man, turning a few things, and he was very idle."

As they spoke, I saw a strange phenomenon on the wall and said, "Look here." ”

A stone arch with a lot of earth in the middle, pressed tightly, a little shorter than the side.

The two of them had found this in other places, seven or eight to count.

"This hole has been filled." Tang Jiao said: "I am afraid that it was also a large tomb extending in all directions, but now the fork is gone, look at this posture is the rhythm of a road to the end, even if there is a road at the end, it has to be filled in, Shen shopkeeper, are we still going?" ”

"Let's go." I said, "If you take the tools, you can't get out, and you can dig a way out." ”

"You're kidding!" Tang Ka opened his mouth wide in an exaggerated manner.

"Or you're going to come up with a solution for me?"

He closed his mouth and stroked his chin to pick up the pickaxe.

There was a third large burial chamber along the road, and we didn't look at it, but we walked forward quickly, and when we finally came to the end, the three of us stood panting in front of a wall, and our hearts sank.

"Dig!" I gritted my teeth, "We've all come here, there's no way we're going back." ”

A bunch of rats are still waiting for us, and it's hard to say what the beasts are doing without the rat king, and they are going crazy, and the coffin is swallowed by them.

Tang Ka and Zi didn't do it, I picked up a few stones and started a hexagram on the spot, looking for the direction of the exit, but the result was that it was in the same place.

I looked at the wall in front of me, and before I could speak, Tang Jiao picked up the pickaxe and smashed it down, shaking off a large area of wet soil at once, and falling on both of them.

I took a few steps back and survived, and when they both got up, I looked up and was dumbfounded.

The wet earth on the walls resembles a natural picture frame, and a female corpse is half buried deep in the body, because of the acidic substances in the soil, the corpse stops decomposing, and becomes a tanned corpse whose appearance has been preserved.

She maintained a standing position, with one hand on her chest, clutching the necklace around her neck, and her eyes were open, as if with tears in her eyes, because of the luster of the corpse, looking at us in vain.