readx; Chapter 594: The Ant Colony of the Desert (I)

The heavier the stench, the darker the fluorescent glow, and after a while the hole would be completely dark, and I began to think about my headlamp, which had not been charged for so many days, and that it would last an hour or two at most, and without it, I would have died in this place. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info:

That's when I started to think that I was going out.

The tarantula slowly crawled down, gathering more and more layer by layer, although it was not as shocking as the previous ant sea, but it still made people feel frightened.

It's strange why the Heavenly Burial Master didn't appear, it stands to reason that it should control everything at this time, but there is still no trace of it.

The cobs stretched downwards again, and I struggled to find the fat man in the pile of corpses, lowering my voice and screaming.

At this time, there was another shaking in the cave, and the zombies, which were originally silent, suddenly sounded like thunder, and the spider swarm, which was originally descending, was alarmed by this sound and stopped for a while.

I was also trying to stir the corpse, and I was stopped by this. Restless top.

At this moment, a corpse in the pile of corpses behind him slammed into the ground. The arm was on my shoulder.

The arm of a foul-smelling zombie rests on my shoulder. It was something I never thought of, and who would have thought that there would actually be a living zombie among the thousands of corpses, and that it would have a hand on my shoulder.

In an instant, my head began to short-circuit, and no matter how much tarantulas and zombies screamed in the cavern, it didn't affect how I thought about escaping.

The tarantulas overhead had clearly been enraged by the zombies' provocation, and one of the adult tarantulas in the lead howled like a wolf and poured into the burrows like a tidal wave. The sound of biting rang out throughout the cave.

Behind me, a heavy whirring sound sounded, and a foul smell hit me, and I, who had no appetite, suddenly spit out a mouthful of yellow water.

Taking advantage of the vomiting, I tossed forward and went out, and back, the zombie was wobbly. Strange, why didn't this zombie attack me.

Just as he was wondering, the tarantula on the top of the cave had already launched an attack by the zombie. The zombie who was originally stunned howled, and the pair of steel-like arms had already wrapped around the tarantula, and the two things wrestled for a while, flying the corpses all over the place, tossing for a while, the two things were tightly hugged together and did not move, I don't know whether they were dead or unconscious.

I was even more confused, all of which I couldn't think of. There's no clue about it.

A voice like a wolf sounded behind me, and I secretly screamed in my heart, and I was caught off guard, and a cloud of wire mesh had already covered me.

This is really a house leak like it was raining, and the palm of the zombie who had just escaped fell into the black web of the tarantula. My body was motionless on the sticky web, and by the faint fluorescence, a tarantula was struggling to drag me upward. Obviously, this is not big enough, and the movement is quite strenuous.

I lost my best friend and got stuck in this moment, and I had no idea of having a life. Just lift me up and pull me up, and I'll be a meal for these tarantulas too.

At this moment, an arm stretched out from the zombie pile, grabbed the cobweb, and a figure flew like a tarantula in front of it.

"Fatty!" turned out to be the fat man who made me almost give up.

Joy rushed to his heart, and he shouted, "Fatty, you're not dead."

"Damn, I'm dead, who will save you. ”

The fat man pulled AK's thorn out of the tarantula's body as he walked towards me with a smile on his face.

It only took two tugs of the web, and I was able to get out of it. It turned out that the fat man was just stunned by those falling zombies, buried in the zombie horde, and did not really die. When he woke up and found me bound by cobwebs, he bravely rescued me. The two escaped death, and there was still a lot to say, but the situation was no longer optimistic. Zombies and tarantulas have been fighting for a long time, and those ants are almost there.

The fat man sniffed and said, "Fatty, do you feel it, it doesn't seem to be as cold here as before."

Yes, the bottom of this cave was originally close to freezing, but the current temperature is estimated to be fifteen or sixteen degrees. At first, because of the successive changes, I didn't think of these, but now after the fat man mentioned it, I suddenly thought of a thing.

No, we're going to get out of here!" As soon as the words fell, there was a rustling sound above the roof of the cave, as neat and powerful as the drumbeat of a march.

Come on.

At this moment, the ant colony, no, the sea of ants has formed above.

Now that the temperature has risen, the ants, who originally didn't like the cold, have no obstacle for these colonies at this time, just press down, and it will only take a while for us to disappear.

Run, I ran forward with the fat man, clearly on the same target, the same cave we had been hiding in.

The sea of ants behind him had come down, and the sounds of those bites were getting smaller and smaller, only the rustling sound of those marching drums was getting louder and louder, and a smell of formic acid spread.

At this time, the cave was dark, and the rustling sound obviously surrounded us, so without much thought, we turned on the headlamp, hit the cracked hole, pushed the fat man in, and blocked the dead zombie in the hole.

Although I knew that this corpse would not do anything, it was better than nothing.

Pushing the fat man and crawling forward. The light from the headlamp was getting dimmer, so I had to turn it off and crawl forward in the dark in order to save the light source.

This cracked cave was extremely long, and after about an hour of crawling, the path suddenly became larger, and I could barely stand up and walk. After walking upwards for more than ten minutes, some light faintly appeared in front of me.

Joy or pain. I don't know, because I feel that my eyes are sour, but this kind of acid is not emotional, it is just an acid caused by the "tiredness" that everyone has.

"Fatty, there seems to be light ahead, did we climb out? ”

"I don't know. ”

After walking more than ten meters away, the road was gone, and a trace of white light oozed from a crack in a stone wall.

Hey, there's no way. The fat man shrugged his shoulders and pointed to another wall, what a strange. What is it?

Xunsheng actually painted a colorful mural on one of the walls at the bottom of the cave.

If you look closely, the paintings that cover the entire wall are exactly the same as those in the corpse cave.

The first picture still uses bright colors to describe the life scenes of people hunting, drinking and having fun, and the whole picture highlights warmth and happiness in both color and atmosphere.

On the second picture, it depicts the sudden appearance of another sun in the sky, which is many times larger than the previous sun, and the whole earth begins to dry up, and people continue to die

However, the third picture is very different from the previous one. Originally, the third picture said that people began to pray to the gods, and it was as if a god had descended from heaven, and that god had bent his bow and shot an arrow and shot down a sun.

But here, it was clear that something like an ear had been shot down. The picture is not very clear, as if the ear-like thing was like a fog over the crowd.

In the fourth picture, a flood hits the kingdom and everyone begins to flee in frenzy. It's just weird, everyone has a weird big ear.

The fat man said, "Hey, why did these people grow pig ears?"

I shook my head and went to the picture again, but this time there was nothing on the picture, as if someone had scraped it off, and just as I was wondering, the fat man shouted again: "Fatty, you seem to have a tarantula on the picture." ”

The sixth picture shows a large spider fighting with a crowd. Before I could look closer, the fat man cried out again, "Ants! ”

The fat man cried out, "Ant, the ant is coming." ”

Panicked in his heart, it turned out to be fat that he was just there.

Through the light revealed through the cracks, I saw a flock of ants driving spiders and long-eared people into an incomparably large pagoda on one of the murals.

Figure, as if there is something involved, there are some thoughts in my heart, is it ......

Pagodas, pagodas are not native to China, but originated in India.

As Buddhism spread from India to China, pagodas were also imported to China.

The pagoda is the transliteration of Indian Sanskrit, and the original meaning is the tomb, which is the place where the ashes of ancient Indian monks were buried after their death.