I squatted down and looked at the details of the turtle carefully. I found that it was indeed similar to the human-faced bird statue we found in Genting. I said, "Jumang is the God of Wood and the God of Spring, Fuxi and Xuanyuan are both people from the mythological era. I don't know where this thing was dug out and carried here. It is definitely not something we can pour out now. It must be tomb robbers from the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms periods. This thing could be found in the tomb they dug at that time. The Zhang family's old qualification is the old qualification, and no one knows this thing when they take it out."

The fat man said: "What kind of god is the Spring God? Do you care about Viagra?"

"It is the God of Spring. Let's look around and see what's going on here. Maybe you can see things from other tribes around."

Just as I was about to explore, the fat man suddenly started to cough again. This time he coughed even harder. Hearing his lungs thrust, he was about to pour it onto the ground. I immediately went to support him and saw that the phlegm he coughed out this time was covered in blood.

When I saw it, I thought it was not good. The amount of bleeding was definitely not a small matter. Did it suck in so much dust when it shook the bag just now? I thought it would be fine if it was coughing, but now it seemed that his condition had worsened a little. After he coughed, his whole face turned pale. I immediately gave him a kettle and asked him to rinse his mouth. "Is it okay? If not, don't force it."

He looked at the blood he coughed out, cursed and said to me, "We should move faster. If you stay here again, you will be like this sooner or later."

I supported him and rested for a while before he pushed me away. Then we looked at the ground around us.

It is relatively empty here, with a string of extremely clear footprints on the ground, and we go deeper into the darkness.

When I was walking in the dark, I thought about all kinds of things that I might see immediately, but I didn’t expect that after walking around, I realized that there was nothing in the ancient building on the third floor. The footprints extended all the way around the four sides of the ancient building. The owner of the footprints must be the same as us, thinking that the opening up must be at the edge of the ancient building and near the pillars.

"Has it not been renovated here?" the fat man coughed a few times, "I used to be a dou, and it was the same. All the tombs, murals, and reliefs are quite complete, but there is nothing inside. I thought it was stolen, but all the tomb doors are intact."

I was a little suspicious. Looking at the footprints on the ground, I found that these footprints showed a very strange sign of "traveling in bloom". After walking for a while, the owner of the footprints would stop and circle around in a very small place.

"What do you think is this?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man covered his chest and said, "This is a national standard dance. It seems that the guy is in a good mood when he reaches this level. Who should he do waltz with?" As he said that, he made a waltz action.

I thought to myself that your lungs were rotten and I still had the intention to argue. I looked down at these footprints and realized that this was a state of wandering. They might have found something strange here, so they stopped and looked at it carefully.

But there is nothing around, empty, what to look at? There is nothing worth staying here unless they encounter something unexpected here.

"Be careful." I looked at the track of their footprints and saw this situation after walking a few steps. "According to my past experience, something happened soon."

"I'm already half a tuberculosis now. Can you stop asking me for trouble?"

I said, "Being early warning is not a bad thing."

As soon as we finished speaking, we both heard at the same time, and a series of slight footsteps came from the empty hall.

The fat man looked at me, and I looked at him too. I asked, "Is it a guy?"

The fat man shook his head and shot the flashlight around him, and I couldn't see anything. The fat man said to me, "Listen carefully."

We both calmed down, circled back to back, monitored the surroundings, and worked hard to track the footsteps. I immediately knew why the fat man shook his head.

The sound of footsteps came from the ceiling. We called up the flashlight and immediately discovered something strange about this floor.

The ceiling of this floor is particularly high and there are a lot of beams, which forms a huge chessboard-like structure above our heads. In the grids of these chessboards and in the shadows of the beams, I see countless things hanging.

"It's so awesome." The fat man's eyes straightened. Under the shadow of the entire ceiling, there were tens of thousands of small boxes hanging. The boxes were big and small, with different shapes and patterns on them. At first glance, they were extremely spectacular.

"The Godly Fruit." The fat man said, "It's the Godly Fruit. Fuck me, there are so many, so many!"
Chapter completed!