Chapter 75

most evil, it wasn't tigers or leopards. Almost all the answers from many veteran hunters were consistent.MandrillThis thing is also called a mountain spirit or mountain god in some places.There are...As he walks here, the identity of the tomb owner becomes even more mysterious.

Many modern archaeologists do not acknowledge the existence of prehistoric civilizations (countries) before the Shang dynasty because the time period is too remote. Relying solely on oracle bone script and jiu-tie zhuàn liù-tie zhuàn to understand that lost civilization would be akin to scaling heaven.

History is profound, mysterious, and abysmal.

Just like the stone sculpture in front of me.

Actually, I have a hypothesis. I speculate that this cave could have been used by a feudal lord from the early Western Zhou Dynasty to raise and stable his horses.

After admiring the stone sculptures for a while, Yun Jie and I continued to climb upwards.

My left arm hung limply, I dared not exert any force; it ached intermittently. I gritted my teeth and endured the pain.

At the end of the tunnel, there was a pool of water.

The water is murky and cloudy. There's a constant dripping sound all around, like raindrops falling. This place is completely sealed off, a dead end.

Our previous hope, when we saw this pool of water, cooled down by half.

I threw a small stone.

"Plop," the sound was muffled, just from the sound alone you could tell the water was deep.

"Red Sister, it's over, what do we do now We've reached a dead end, there's no way out," I felt distressed, my voice sounded dejected.

The water was murky, and it was impossible to see what was below. Red Sister frowned and said, "That's not necessarily true. As far as I know, some underground rivers are connected. Maybe two thousand years ago, this was just a pit without any water."

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"I want to go down and have a look around," Hongjie said, sharing her thoughts with me.

"Don't......." Looking at the pond in front of me, I felt a sudden wave of panic.

Firstly, I'm afraid of water and can't swim. Secondly, this murky pool is unknown in depth, and who knows what strange things might be lurking inside.

I have no idea where the water leads to beneath.

Perhaps sensing my worry, Hongjie sighed and said, "Hey, we're just feeling our way through the dark now. If we can't find the boss and the third brother, sooner or later we'll starve to death here."

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Hong Jie unbuttoned her own clothes, she was very open and didn't shy away from me, a man.

I don't dare to look either.

"Yunfeng, you stay here. I'll be up in a few minutes. Keep an eye on the clothes," Hong Jie said, testing the water temperature with her foot.

After finishing her words, she plunged straight in with a splash, sending quite a few water droplets flying.

Some bubbles rose to the surface of the water and then subsided.

I held onto Hongjie's clothes and lay by the edge of the pond, staring intently at the water.

My hands are sweating, I'm so nervous.

The sound of water dripping all around, like a clock ticking.

Time, ticking away by the second.

Time flies.

Then we rested there, some things Hongjie didn't say, but I knew very well in my heart that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we didn't go out, we wouldn't be able to get up.

My heart was pounding. I lay on the ground, closing my eyes and taking deep breaths, making the last preparations before going in.

After about an incense or two, the space inside darkened.

"Is it alright, Yunfeng"te understand the principle behind ghostwriting, but I have a general idea.This method is similar to hypnosis, just like those modern-day professional hypnotists. They can lull you to sleep by readin...