At this moment, I suddenly felt that the soil under my feet seemed to be pushed by something, and I sat down on the ground in fear.

Seeing that I had done this well, all the foreigners looked over at me.

"What's wrong? Dingdang." Grandpa bent down to help me up, and touched my head lovingly: "How old are you, how come you still act like a child when you hear scary stories? You, really

Nothing has changed.”

"No, that thing just appeared again..." At this moment, I was like a frightened little animal, looking around in panic.

After hearing what I said, grandpa immediately lowered his face and looked around, but found nothing.

The fat man who was bragging to those outsiders saw my fearful expression and immediately joked: "Tinker Bell, I never thought that you, the successor of communism, would be so timid? Didn't you just step on something?

?As for making such a fuss. There are so many people here, don’t embarrass me, fat man."

Seeing the fat man talking so triumphantly, I cursed in my heart: I don't know who was urging me just now to ask my grandpa what all the mucus was about, but now he's pretending to be a hero.

I didn't expose the fat man, I just told everyone that I was fine and continued to move forward.

However, after these two thrilling encounters, I began to be more careful and used a flashlight to shine on almost every step I took. Although there was nothing to touch my feet, I found many things on the walls on both sides of the tomb passage.

Many extremely blurry murals.

Because the humidity in this place is too high, and due to the age, the murals on the walls are no longer so clear, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

However, the paint on these murals has not fallen off, and you can still see it clearly if you look carefully.

I originally wanted to invite my grandfather and Zhang Sanpao to come over and take a look, but I found that they had already discovered these murals in front and were studying them with emergency lights on.

I had no choice but to call Wang Yuanchao and ask him to hold the torch for me from behind, so that I could take a look at what was painted on these murals.

At this moment, everyone was attracted by the murals on both sides. The fat man, who had no one to brag about, simply walked next to me and studied the murals with me.

While the fat man was watching, he kept chattering like a little train. It made me upset, and I immediately cursed: "Damn it, fat man, how many days have you not brushed your teeth?"

"Grandma, the tombs are all here, who has time to brush their teeth..."

"You'd better stop talking, you have bad breath!" I slapped my nose in disgust.

"Well, you little Dingdang, you actually killed Fatty! If it weren't for Fatty, I'd look down on you. Without Fatty, I guess you wouldn't even know what's painted on these murals." The fat man said with a smile.

Seeing the arrogant look on the fat man's face, I suddenly felt angry and funny: "Comrade Bai Furong, do you really think that I can't do it without you?"

"Then give it a try?"

"Just give it a try." I got angry and immediately started observing the first mural.

In the center of the mural is a huge triangular altar. The entire altar is green and is obviously made of bronze.

Moreover, the appearance of the altar is indescribably weird. It might be said to be a triangle, but it also looks like the face of something.

After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that it seemed to be a sheep's head, the same as the one on the giant sheep-headed door!

Under the altar, there were many people kneeling. These people were very poorly dressed. They were all lying on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads. There was also a group of soldiers carrying heavy boxes.

, moved to the altar.

After seeing it almost, I said: "Look, this is a sacrificial picture of the ancients. They are carrying tributes to worship the gods in the sky!"

Before I could finish speaking, the fat man burst out laughing, which made me look embarrassed. I had to turn around and ask Wang Yuanchao: "Yuanchao, do you think my explanation was correct?"

Wang Yuanchao was obviously not interested in the bet between me and the fat man at all. He said lightly: "Dingdang, I, Wang Yuanchao, am just a mud-legged guy who has fought in the war. I can't even read a few Chinese characters. You can ask me to kill people, but these historical things

I don't know anything about it! But... I think what you said is wrong. If you look carefully at the soldiers on the mural, their expressions don't look like worship of gods at all, but rather like a kind of expression from the heart.

of fear!"

"Haha." As soon as Wang Yuanchao finished speaking, the fat man laughed again: "Li Dingdang, Li Dingdang, you are still an antique person. Even Wang Yuanchao saw the strangeness of this mural. You still talked about ancient sacrifices.

It’s so silly and naive!”

My face turned red and I said quibly: "Stop talking nonsense. If you're really good, tell me what this mural is about."

"Although Fatty, I can't recognize the words on the murals for a while, but based on these murals alone, I can conclude that this is not some bullshit sacrifice at all!"

"Do you still remember the murals we saw on Chencang Road? The technique of these murals is very similar to the murals on Chencang Road. They must also be from the period of Dayu. They should record the disasters that the residents encountered after the flood control."

The fat man explained.

After hearing the fat man's explanation, Wang Yuanchao nodded and said, "I think what the fat man said is reliable."

"Not only is it reliable, the fat man is recognized by Panjiayuan as the little prince of tomb robbers!" The fat man climbed up as soon as he saw the pole and said proudly: "These residents must have encountered some kind of terrible monster, but they don't know

How to destroy them, so they can only offer tributes of cattle and sheep, and serve these monsters as gods. And dingdang, look, behind the soldiers carrying the tributes, there is a man dressed as a wizard in black robes, pay attention to this

Does the wizard's expression look like Li Dingdang's sly smile after his scheme succeeded?"

Before I could scold my mother, the always honest Wang Yuanchao nodded in agreement.

"So, I guess they are not willing to sacrifice the cattle and sheep, but they want to use the cattle and sheep to lure those monsters out." After the fat man finished speaking, he leaned the torch forward again: "If you want to know what the monster is like

You will know what kind of terrible thing it is if you look at the murals at the back. But even without looking, Fatty, I can guess it. It must be something that I have never seen or heard of! After all, at the time of Dayu, human beings were still in primitive society, so what?

All the rare and exotic animals are here, unlike now where they are all extinct, and you still have to buy a fucking ticket to see a giant panda..."

"No! This monster is not extinct." Just when we were about to see the next mural, the grandfather in front suddenly turned around and said.

We were stunned by Grandpa's words, and involuntarily focused our attention on the mural beside Grandpa.
Chapter completed!