I immediately shined the xenon lamp towards the top of the cave, and then raised my head, but the cave was very high, and there were layers of huge rocks on top.
There are certain gaps between the boulders, and these gaps may be large or small. It is certain that an adult can be hidden in the big gaps.
I had a strong feeling that the "gurgling" sound just now was coming from King's Water.
In addition, when the golden silkworm entangled the iron worm Zhang Jisheng when they first entered the cave, this sound seemed to be emitted from the cocoon.
At that time, I had realized that the laughter was coming from the stone figurine behind us.
It's just that the square array of stone figurines that were chasing after them captured Zhou Lan and the others, so I didn't have time to go to the stone figurines blocking the entrance of the cave and observe them carefully.
"This haunting thing," the professor suddenly cursed through gritted teeth.
"Professor, do you know who made this laughter?" I looked at the professor and asked.
"Of course I know that the radiation in the abyss of the ancient temple failed to kill him, but it transformed him into a human and a ghost. If I had known that there would be so much trouble in the future, I shouldn't have killed him in the first place.
He was brought out of Wawu Mountain and interceded with the organization so that he could enter Guiyiyuan for recuperation." The professor said a lot in one breath.
"You were the one who brought out King's Water back then." I asked in disbelief.
"Oh, yes, I didn't expect that a moment of kindness from a woman would lead to so many troubles in the future." The professor sighed softly.
"Now, he is hiding in the gap in the cave ceiling. He is hiding and we are hiding. If he wants to harm us, it will be easy."
I instantly felt a chill on my head, as if the disheveled Wang Zhishui was grinning and breathing into the top of my head.
"Zhou Cang, after all, you are too young and have limited experience, so your ears are too light and you trust people too easily."
Suddenly, a burst of words came from above my head.
But the sound sounded very uncomfortable, as if someone was rubbing hard against two sharp-edged pieces of rubble.
My goosebumps rose and fell with the ups and downs of the voice. My whole body seemed to be wrapped in a thin layer of ice, and it felt cold from the end of my hair to my toes.
"You old weirdo, stop pretending up here and come down and talk when you can." The professor could tell he was angry, his eyes were red.
"Hahahaha, Chen Yurang, do you think I will fall down in the same place after being deceived by you once? Do you dare to say that I am like this now without any credit from you. Do you dare to guarantee that your own
I don’t have those things with me.”
Wang Zhishui seemed to have difficulty speaking with his own voice.
Although I couldn't see him, I could still feel that he had to stop and take a breath every time he spoke a short sentence.
After he said these few words, he started to laugh again.
"Zhou Cang, don't trust anyone, not even your own eyes. Only what you can infer with your careful observation and precise judgment is the truth. As for what other people say, they are just to cover up their own insecurities.
It's just for the purpose of suing someone." Wang Zhishui gasped and then continued.
"Professor Wang, what do you mean? I don't understand. Are all the things I heard in this cave today false?" I couldn't imagine it.
"True or false, false or true, no one can tell clearly. But don't worry, I will protect you and find all the astrolabe. Of course, I can tell you my purpose clearly, which is to take revenge.
, even if I can never return to normal, I will tear off all the masks of these hypocrites with human faces and animal hearts."
Although we didn't talk face to face, I could still feel the fierce expression Wang Zhishui had when he said these words.
"Zhou Cang, don't listen to this lunatic's nonsense. Even Guiyiyuan can't lock him up. I'm afraid he has already used himself as an experimental object for the ancient witch doctor group. You go forward first, and I will deal with him.
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As the professor spoke, he made some unknown gestures on the wall next to us, and then the wall slowly opened a small door.
Almost as soon as the door opened, the professor forced me in, and then the door closed.
The moment the door closed, I heard Wang Zhishui's heart-rending scream coming from the top of the cave -
"Chen Yurang, you can't help him. His fate has long been written by the Sirius people."
I fell from light into darkness again.
It seems that even the heart is dark.
Who else can I trust?
At this moment, I really wish that my father was by my side, so that I could throw this difficult problem to him and let him choose for me.
And even if I make the wrong choice, I will not regret it in the future.
However, the reality is so cruel.
People always have to grow up on their own, be reborn, emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly, which kind of thing is not tortured.
I constantly comfort myself and feel proud of myself.
Because in such an environment, once you get discouraged, there is only one way to die.
After sorting out my emotions, I began to observe the surrounding environment.
Logically speaking, the professor shouldn't be able to harm me at this time.
I think so, not at all because he is a blood relative like my uncle.
Rather, I feel that from the information I have learned so far, I seem to play a big role in the matter of the astrolabe.
So he should be a panda-level character now.
I teased myself in my mind to ease my fear of being alone in the dark, and then turned on the hernia lamp in my hand and illuminated the surroundings.
However, this photo almost sent me away.
Because his surroundings were densely covered with silver-white snake skins.
And these snake skins are very strange, they seem to have no heads.
I just thought about reborn. In this kind of environment, I really can’t talk about anything. This thought brought me so many snake skins.
I took a deep breath, swallowed, and then bravely shone the hernia lamp that I had illuminated on the ground on the snake skins whose tails were hanging on the top of the corridor.
After careful observation, I determined that these snake skins were not peeled off, but were caused by natural physiological shedding.
I can hardly imagine that there are so many densely packed snake skins, and they are almost the same size. If there is not a thousand-year-old snake spirit living in this cave, then I will have stabbed the white snake's nest.
And who is so heartless that he collected all these snake skins and hung them one by one in the corridor.
Could it be that they are members of the Yufu tribe?
What a strange hobby!
I took out the small iron rod that Andrew had prepared for us in my backpack, then suppressed the fear and nausea in my heart, and pushed aside the snake skins one by one, creating a path for me to walk through.
However, when I got closer to these snake skins, I realized that the snake skins were all painted with these pictures.
However, these pictures seem incomplete.
I felt like I was playing puzzles when I was a kid, and I couldn't help but compare the patterns on the skins of the two snakes closest to me.
After some comparisons, the answer has come out.
My mother, this can no longer be said to be a hobby, it should be said to be some kind of mechanism.
This Yufu tribesman actually split a complete picture onto an unknown number of densely packed snake skins.
In other words, if you want to figure out what this picture is about, you have to take off all the snake skins and put them together one by one.
What a cruel test this is for people's psychology.
I stood there, looking hesitantly at the densely packed silver-white snake skins hanging in front of me.
The thought of taking off these snake skins one by one with my hands and laying them flat on the ground brings goosebumps to my arms.
However, even though I was scared to death, after struggling for a while, I decided to take off the snake skin and spell out the picture.
Because I know that in ancient society, especially in this environment, whether it was a mural or the puzzle in front of me, pictures were often used to tell stories.
And I had a vague feeling that after this picture was put together, it should bring me a huge message.
Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated, stretched out my hand, and pulled off the skins of the two snakes closest to me.