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Chapter 1937 Gold Devouring Ants

Now, we can no longer take it seriously!

Han Laoliu and I looked at each other and looked back nervously.

Could it be that those agencies were activated?

Buzz...

A dense and harsh sound came from behind from a distance, and it was getting closer and closer.

Time was not long, and a small black dot appeared under Bai Yingying's flashlight.

Floating up and down, floating erratic, like smoke and dust, flew straight towards us.

When I got closer, I finally saw clearly that it was an ant!

It's dense, so big!

What's even more terrifying is that I've seen these ants.

It is the gold-eating ant hidden in Parker's pocket that can bite off the steel plate of iron chains!

Before I could tell Han Laoliu, his face had changed: "No, it's the gold-eating ants! They should be hiding in those small holes and hibernating. I don't know what mechanism I've touched, and they all ran out."

"Lao Liu, run quickly, I'll block it for a while." As I said that, I pulled out a talisman and threw it towards me.

Bang! The talisman exploded and a fire lit up.

The ant colony did not dare to cross the fire and paused temporarily.

"What else can you block it? This is not an ordinary gold-eating ant. He bites it. It's not as simple as losing a piece of meat. Run away quickly." Han Laoliu pulled me and shouted.

Is there anything scary about this thing besides the sharp teeth?

At this time, I didn't have much time to ask in detail. When I saw Han Laoliu's appearance, I knew that he must have suffered this long ago, and I was even more afraid that it would hurt Miss Caiyun.

We took advantage of the gap that the fire was not extinguished and spread our legs and ran wildly.

The buzzing voice sounded again, and more sounds mixed in.

There was a rustling sound of climbing and a rumbling sound of jumping. I don’t know if there were anything besides the ants that joined the pursuit army.

Not long after running, two forks appeared ahead.

The two roads were exactly the same, and there was no trace of the little white dragon walking.

At this moment, we didn't have time to tell the difference carefully, so we chose one and ran in quickly.

Not long after entering the fork, there was an almost vertical step. Han Laoliu and I climbed down quickly with the help of the vines.

There are long-haired moss on both sides of the stone wall, and the black vines extending from the cracks of the rock are getting thicker and denser.

When I climbed to the bottom of the steps, I found that the entire ground and the top of the stone wall were covered with vines, without any trace of gaps, and even the original color of the stone surface was invisible!

It was soft and very smooth when you stepped on it.

These vines are thicker, no different from intestines! And they are all rotten and black stinky intestines.

The ground was covered with the top of the cave, and we were like walking into the intestine treatment room of the slaughterhouse that had been abandoned. The air was filled with an indescribable odor, and it was smooth and smooth at the foot. It looked even more disgusting.

But we can't care about so much at this time, just run all the way!

After running for about thirty minutes, the sound of chasing behind gradually faded away, and finally all disappeared.

Only then did we slow down. After turning a bend, a stone tablet more than two feet high appeared in front of us. There was no word on it, with only a large handprint printed on it.

The handprint was half a foot deep, and it was as red as blood.

The painted black vine is bounded by this, and there is no more than half behind the stone tablet.

There are flat and large stone slabs on both sides of the passage behind the stele, and even the stones on the ground are polished very flat. It seems that it is not until now that we have truly entered the depths of the ancient tomb!

Han Laoliu and I leaned against the stone wall, panting with exhaustion, and at the same time, we raised our ears and listened carefully to the sounds that were coming from all over the world.

Tick, tick...

In addition to the rapid breathing between us, deeper in the dark and light passage, bursts of crisp ticking sounds sounded from time to time.

It was like a drop of water fell on the ground.

The sound was very light, but it spread far and far. Every drop was heard so sincerely, as if it was close to the ear.

After a while of rest, continue to move forward along the passage.

The path ahead is becoming narrower and more curved and irregular.

Under the flashlight, some murals with simple composition and rough lines appeared one after another on the stone walls.

It was a group of villains as long as half a finger. The hands, feet, limbs were simply in a line, and the head was a slightly larger small black dot. The thick eyes looked like they were made of matches.

They hunted in the mountains and farmed on the ground. A group of children were playing happily, and the whole mural presented a peaceful scene.

The next mural next to it specially selected a large black stone. All the lines of the scenery were carved by incisive carving techniques, leaving bright lines on the black stone.

With pointed conical roofs and bright bonfires, the people in the harvest are celebrating joy and singing and dancing.

Immediately afterwards, a group of monsters appeared in the night.

Some of these monsters look like big birds, some look like crocodiles, and some look like a combination of tigers and elephants.

The monsters rushed into the village, destroyed the houses and bit the villagers to death.

The next mural is a blood-red stone, with countless small black dots and dense lines, which are both simple and vivid in outlining the miserable scene at that time!

The people who escaped from the dead ran into a dark cave in panic.

The monsters broke the trees and rushed through the jungle and chased them tightly.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the endless darkness.

The light was both dazzling and shining. When I was painting back then, I deliberately etched this beam of lithography very deeply, as if I was filled with great respect!

After the light, nine flying dragons rushed over from afar!

Nine flying dragons were pulling a brilliant vehicle, and there was a tall and powerful figure sitting in the car.

The monsters were all stunned when they saw this light, and then turned around and ran away from the earth.

People all knelt down to the light and worshiped sincerely.

The final scene returns to the original scene, the monsters disappeared, and people live a peaceful and peaceful life again.

This may be a true portrayal of the worship of the great master Amaterasu by the Japanese ancestors.

It was Amaterasu who dispelled the darkness and monsters and brought peace to people.

After walking through the mural, the ticking sound became clearer and clearer, as if it was right in front of me.

After turning another turn, a white shadow flashed out under the flashlight!
Chapter completed!
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