Yun Tuan glanced at Lao Wang and didn't understand Jing Yu's intention of bringing this man.
Lao Wang doesn't act like one, and he can't hide it well either. He looks weird all over.
But the old Lao Wang was not like this before. Although he was babbling, he could speak fluently and think clearly. How could he burn down a theater because of a lemon?
...Are you diverting your attention?
"This is Zhou script, which is more complicated than Xiaozhuan script. It should be a script that was popular in the West between Zhou and Qin Dynasties. It's normal if you can't recognize it."
After Yun Tuan said this, he stood up and measured the place that was shaped like an inverted funnel with his feet. He walked back and forth several times and felt something was not right.
In the radar imaging map, this hole should be larger, and its area should be two to three times the current size.
She tapped on the wall, knocked in a large circle, and marked on the wall with a marker.
"Zhen Wen? That was very early, right... He is really ruthless, even studying this!" Jing He then tapped on the marked place, and there was a hollow echo, "Is this wall empty?
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Jinghe stared at the jade wall. There seemed to be a vague shadow in the transparent green center.
Little by little, circle by circle, stacked together.
"Wait a minute, were these things there just now?" Jinghe adjusted the angle of the flashlight so that the light could illuminate the abnormal place as much as possible.
Several people came closer to take a look.
There is a square piece inside the jade... something like a door.
"This is the gate to hell?"
Jinghe took one look and felt uncomfortable all over, as if there was a gust of cold wind in the twelfth lunar month against his neck and into his collar.
"It's inside the wall and we can't get in." Lao Wang only glanced at it and then looked away without interest.
Yun Tuan stared at the black shadow, her pupils slightly dilated. She glanced at the marker in her hand and simply drew a frame along the edge of the black shadow.
"What do you do? Ma Liang, the magic pen? Can you draw any door?" Jing He scratched his head.
"There was no door just now, but now it suddenly has one. I doubt it will move."
Yun Tuan capped his pen and stared at the shadow in the jade. The picture of the "beautiful woman" with excessively slender limbs in the copy of "The family was overthrown" flashed in his mind.
It can't be such a coincidence...
The cloud took a few steps back, using the light of the flashlight to observe the outline of the black shadow - no limbs, no tentacles.
She looked down at the time.
13:21.
It's been half an hour since they fell.
Look up again.
The black shadow obviously overflowed the frame of her painting.
"This place is not suitable for blasting." Jing Yu suddenly said.
"Damn it, brother, you must calm down! Don't be impulsive!" Jing He quickly held down his brother. It would not be worthwhile to blow up the jade mine.
Lao Wang next to him seemed to be possessed, staring at the black shadow, motionless, his eyes full of blazing light.
"It's really approaching us." Yun Tuan clenched his hiking pole, always ready to give the abnormal Lao Wang a stick.
Jing Yu saw her intention, raised his hand and gently pressed the hiking pole, "You're here, let's see it."
"But shouldn't we run now?"
Yun Tuan frowned. If you die in reality, you are really dead. There will be no chance for another chance. She doesn't quite understand why Jing Yu, who always seeks stability, is willing to take this risk...
"Our people have been here many times, but nothing abnormal happened. We took you and Lao Wang with us, and finally things turned around."
Jing Yu looked at the girl's confused expression and patiently explained a few words.
"Oh, maybe the dungeon cannot be opened until the designated number of people." Yun Tuan chuckled, deliberately avoiding the most likely situation.
When Lao Wang heard this, he sneered.
13:30.
The black shadow completely overflows the mark, and the part framed by the marker now only occupies half of the area of the black shadow.