Zhang Haiyan really wants to scold you, your grandma is such a jerk, why did you come back? Shouldn't you be grinding the soles of your shoes until they sparkle, and leaving marks along the way for them?
But she didn't. After all, the owner heard all the bad things she said about people. She was so happy when she was cursing people.
Today’s toes are also a busy day at work.
That's great. She went back and tricked them into buying a piece of land and hiring a construction team. The embarrassment she had saved over the past few years was enough to build a small villa. By the way, she could also dig a swimming pool and pour out the water in her head. Fortunately, even the water bill was saved.
Otherwise, he would pull Wu Xie into a beating and make him cry when the water was changed.
The more Zhang Haiyan thought about it, the more she felt that this matter could be done. Even when she looked at Wu Xie, she began to consider where to start. Wu Xie was crying and couldn't take care of himself.
【These days are really getting more and more decisive. 】
"Go this way." After a break, everyone set off again. Zhang Qiling pointed to the side he had walked before and motioned for them to follow.
After walking along the corridor for a long time, they suddenly found a stone gate in front of them. Narrative murals were carved on the walls on both sides of the stone gate. The fat man scratched his chin and squeezed next to Wu Xie, pointing to one of the murals floating on The round plate-like thing in mid-air asked: "Zhenzhen, do you think the picture above could be Sister Yan's UFO?"
Zhang Haiyan rolled her eyes after hearing this, pointed at the UFO in the fat man's mouth on the mural and said, "This is a fucking altar."
"Can the altar still fly?" Fatty really didn't understand this mural.
Wu Xie rubbed his eyebrows worriedly, but still patiently explained to him: "Looking at the style above, this is indeed an altar."
Wu Xie then walked to the first mural and began to explain: "This mural should be about the scene where the Emperor of Dongxia led the people to flee to the snowy mountains after the defeat of the Dongxia Kingdom. Looking at this mural, it is said that they were Forced into the interior of the snow-capped mountains, they began to thrive here, and then someone discovered this floating altar deep in the ground."
These murals are all recorded in pictures, and the paintings are very simple and easy to understand. Even people who don’t know much about Dongxia Country can still see the meaning they want to express through these murals. The meaning of the first two murals The picture looked quite harmonious, so Wu Xie didn't pay much attention to it. He walked towards the next mural with a flashlight. When he saw clearly what was painted on the mural, Wu Xie exclaimed and subconsciously stepped back. step.
His exclamation caused several people who were looking for a trap at the stone gate to look over instantly.
"What the hell did you paint? Did you want to scare someone to death?" The fat man also swallowed, obviously shocked by this mural.
Others came over with flashlights. When they saw the mural clearly, they couldn't help but frown. The overall mural should be made of red paint similar to the inner mural they saw at the hot spring. Due to long-term exposure to the air, the upper part of the mural was damaged. The red color has darkened a bit, and all the people who were standing under the altar fell to the ground at this time. The corpses were painted extremely tragically, as if they had been eaten by wild beasts, and the Emperor of Dongxia was at this time. Kneeling directly under the altar, his internal organs were scattered on the floor, and his surroundings were densely packed with the so-called centipede dragon they had seen before.
The most shocking thing was that a bloodshot eye opened on the altar directly above where the Emperor of Dongxia was kneeling. The painting of that eye was extremely realistic, and no matter which angle you looked at it, the eye looked They all seem to be staring at you.
Wu Xie was startled by this eye.
"What does this mean?" Wu Xie was a little confused. Looking at the description on this mural, it seemed to say that Emperor Dongxia and his people were all killed by the altar after they discovered it.
Wu Xie hurriedly took two steps to look at the last mural.
This mural seemed to be incompatible with the previous mural. It was a huge door. Then the door opened, and a very tall creature crawled out. The scene turned again, and the creature that had just climbed out of the huge door was seen. The creature that came out was heading towards a throne.
Could it be that this thing is the so-called Wannu King?
Wu Xie was startled by the idea that suddenly appeared in his mind. Then he remembered what Monk Hua said before when he discovered the double-layered mural: King Wannu was not a human being.
"Fat man, what are you doing?" Pan Zi suddenly shouted, calling Wu Xie out of shock. When he turned around, he saw that the fat man who had been following him had already walked to the previous mural. In front of him, his fingers were almost poking at the eye on the altar.
Pan Zi shouted but still did not stop the fat man. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Zhang Qiling grabbed the fat man and then hit him on the neck with a palm. The fat man fainted as soon as he rolled his eyes.
Zhang Qiling pushed the fat man into Pan Zi's arms and said, "Come on, something is wrong here." He was about to pull Wu Xie over, and at this moment, Wu Xie seemed to see the eyes on the wall blink. , his consciousness also fell into a trance, as if he saw the altar floating in mid-air appearing in front of him. And the eyes on the altar seem to be blinking at themselves?
Wu Xie was completely stunned and blinked twice. The big bloodshot eye seemed to be amused by Wu Xie's move. The big bloodshot eye actually narrowed slightly, and then a voice whispered in his ear. There was a sound from the side, and it turned out to be a woman's voice.
"First disciple, what are you looking at?"
Wu Xie was stunned, turned his head in the direction of the sound, and saw Zhang Haiyan standing behind him, looking at him with a smile, and then waved to him: "Come here, don't stand there stupidly ,time to go."
Wu Xie said in confusion, and then heard his third uncle's voice coming from the other side: "Nephew, don't go there, she is dead."
"Third uncle? Why are you here?" Wu Xie took two more steps in the direction of his third uncle, and then heard Xie Yuchen's anxious voice coming from another direction: "Wu Xie, you can't go there."
Then the fat man, the little brother, the black glasses, and even Aning and Pan Zi appeared around him one after another, shouting at him: "Wu Xie, the third master..."
Zhang Qiling on the other side stretched out his hand to pull Wu Xie, but found that his hand had passed through Wu Xie's body. A layer of strange mist appeared around him. Zhang Qiling frowned slightly and wanted to touch behind him. The black gold ancient sword, but as soon as the screen turned, he appeared at the foot of a snow-capped mountain. There seemed to be a voice calling him in the dark, asking him to go up. Zhang Qiling frowned, and walked up the snowy mountain step by step, and then walked into a lamasery on the mountainside.
"Small official..."
