Wu Xiaoxie swept over with a flashlight and saw many rusty bronze arms exposed from the huge tree roots, standing in four directions. It looked like four stone statues were wrapped together.
It's impossible to tell whether the postures and shapes of the stone statues are the same just by looking at the exposed parts, but including the ones buried under tree roots, the height is about the same as the one seen outside.
Wu Xiaoxie couldn't help but mutter, "The good thing Lao Itch said couldn't be this terrifying stone statue, right? This is too unreliable."
After saying that, he shook his head, definitely not.
Even if this stone statue has great benefits and is priceless, they can't take it away.
"Go up further." After Zhang Zhuxun finished speaking, he took the lead in raising his feet and continued upward.
Wu Xiaoxie sighed and had no choice but to grab his backpack and follow.
Continuing to walk up, the faces of those stone statues are still wrapped inside and cannot be seen clearly.
The two came to a place parallel to the sacrificial platform. Zhang Zhuxun looked around and said: "These four statues are placed at the four corners, which means there must be something else in the middle. We have to go and take a look."
Wu Xiaoxie was actually a little surprised in his heart as to why Zhang Zhuxun was so enthusiastic about this "big benefit". He was even more persistent than the fat man about the bright weapon.
But he didn't think much about it, thinking that Zhang Zhuxun was just interested.
Zhang Zhuxun had already taken out the three-claw hook from his backpack, tied it on a climbing rope, held the rope and swung his forearm four or five times, then used the momentum to throw it toward the altar, and the three-claw hook flew out. The parabola, with a clanking sound, firmly hooked a thick tree root near the altar.
Suddenly, many strange little gray bugs emerged from the cracks in the tree roots. They were so gray and numb that it made your scalp numb just by looking at them.
Those little bugs were very fast and disappeared into the surrounding gaps in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Zhuoxun's expression was a little strange, and he stared there for a while, then turned to Wu Xiaoxie and said, "You go through first, the distance here is relatively close, and it's a slope. I'll just grab the rope and jump over later. "
Wu Xiaoxie nodded, and with Muyu's skills, there was no problem in jumping over this small distance.
So Wu Xiaoxie grabbed the rope that was swung at an angle just like the slope, put his feet on it, slid along the rope to the opposite side, and then grabbed the tree roots next to the altar to stand firm.
A closer look revealed that the gray bugs looked a bit like cicada larvae. As soon as he came over, a large number of bugs were stimulated and fled away into the distance.
Zhang Zhuoxun's hand holding the rope unconsciously tightened, and half of his face was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.
Wu Xiaoxie's heart skipped a beat, and he had an inexplicable unpleasant feeling. When he calmed down and took a closer look, he saw Zhang Zhuxun opposite him, holding the rope with his right hand and swinging diagonally towards him. He stepped on the root of the tree to steady himself. Stay in shape.
He looked up and saw Wu Xiaoxie staring at his left hand, then he smiled and said: "My left hand accidentally made a cut before. I just stopped the bleeding, so I can't use any force."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in front of Wu Xiaoxie for him to see.
Through the light, Wu Xiaoxie saw that there was indeed a long bloody gash on his palm, turning over the tender meat, which looked quite ferocious.
Wu Xiaoxie nodded, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and asked casually, "Then why don't you wrap it up with medicine? It hurts just looking at it."
Zhang Zhuoxun laughed, waved his hand casually and said, "It's just a small injury."
Wu Xiaoxie's heart sank slightly, he pursed his lips and said nothing more.
