C20

The door was like a turning point, with clean, flat slate tiles beneath his feet, giving him a deep, subterranean feeling.

The sound of the water droplets just now seemed to have been completely isolated from the outside world. It was very quiet here. I don't know if it was relief or tension.

But that feeling passed in a flash, and our focus was on the road ahead.

The flashlight scanned the room twice and carved something into the wall beside my left hand.

There were no murals here, but rather stone sculptures.

There was light, and the two of us, making sure we were all right under our feet, moved closer to look.

Cloud Diagram? I looked at each other.

I exhaled. Just a moment ago, I had already been brought into the tomb out of habit. The murals and stone sculptures in the tomb were mostly made up of two things: what the owner of the tomb hoped would happen after he died, or what kind of treatment he would receive after he died, such as the flying immortal diagrams of the Nine Saintess; and what happened before the owner of the tomb died. Both, of course, require sufficient power or at least financial support. It is impossible for civilian households to exist.

But this was not a tomb.

I was a little troubled by the spirit of my profession.

The auspicious cloud patterns on it were not the usual type. The common "reliefs", such as China's three great nine dragon walls, each of which were used to make the main sculptures — the nine dragons that protruded from the stone walls — dance with the light and shadow, also known as the "sun carvings". In comparison, the Cloud Diagram here was simple and crude to the extreme.

It did not have any fresh colors, so it was just a perfunctory look. The auspicious cloud occupied the upper half of the wall, while the lower half was as smooth as before. The main point was that the bottom few were not even completely carved, just like semi-finished products.

The most baffling thing is that the auspicious clouds above are grooved, or rather, carved, inlaid in stone.

No matter how strange it was, it wasn't necessarily strange. However, we are used to seeing the carvings in the grave being carved in the sun, and can't help but be a little confused.

Or rather, we all habitually regard this place as a 'tomb', rather than as a 'location'.

I don't know what the purpose of this unfinished carving of the Dark Cloud Diagram is. Other than the auspicious cloud patterns, there was not a single line on the stone slab.

What do you mean by sweeping the flashlight backwards? Looking at the wall on the left side of the road, it was filled with incomplete carvings of the auspicious cloud totems. It was as if there was an invisible standard line underneath it. The walls below that line were very clean.

I squatted down to take a look at what it meant to go forward. Only now did he realize that it was a bit strange.

I hadn't taken a good look at the place before, but I remembered the walls and the cracks in the road didn't feel like they were that big.

And I didn't notice it when I was standing up. It was only now that he could see it clearly when he squatted down — the gap might have been cut in the side, making it look like a trapezoid. "The right angle is the cross section of the wall and the top and bottom sides, while the top and bottom faces are slanted, up and down.

Where we are standing now, we are connected, and a few steps further on is what I have described. As I stand here, I can clearly see the difference.

Why do you look at me in bewilderment? After lowering your head to take a look, I said disapprovingly, "It should be the drainage system. It's not the first time you've seen it. Why are you looking at it like that?"

"That doesn't sound right," I said, "but I always feel that it's not like that in front of us. Don't you think it's wrong to become so broad right after entering?" There was something else I hadn't said, and I kept feeling that there was nothing there, just waiting for us to step on it.

But that was a bit too speculative, so I didn't say it. "But we still need to move forward. Contrary to you, I don't think it's a big deal."

I thought for a moment, then stood up and walked on.

But to tell the truth, we were particularly careful. Just like before in the kun road, I stood together to put my luggage. When I put my luggage together, I paid attention to the front and the walls, not daring to relax.

After walking on more than ten boards just like that, he couldn't take it anymore. "Take a break."

"Alright." He and I sat on the flagstones, our backs to each other, in the middle, slightly apart, our luggage slung over our backs.

When I unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to him, I was facing the cloud wall to my left, glancing out of the corner of my eye at the deep road that lay ahead.

Suddenly, I glance out of the corner of my eye, just above a stone slab, a thin wire is twisting... Turn your head, that's a fucking snake!

My whole body freezes for a second and I immediately jump up. I don't forget to lift up my hand to say, "Snake!"

"Where did it come from!" What do you mean by turning around and fleeing faster than me? The two of them retreated two steps back, what do you mean by immediately reacting, "Hurry up and run!"

I was carrying my bag and taking a small step forward. I was holding my bag in my hand and looking for something.

I was just about to speak when he turned around and shot something soundlessly at the stone in front of the snake. It struck a hole in the stone and I heard a scream.

"Holy shit, a gun?!" Or is it muted? " "Why would there be such a thing? "Where did it come from?"

What do you mean by rolling her eyes at me? There's a bed under the zipper, and it's being sucked in. It's in the bed. "

Me: "…"

"I told you before we got on the train that we were going to say hello to the railway department. You don't know that, right?"

Me: "…"

"Can you tell me how the snake appeared first?" I looked up and said, "It was the ceiling that fell... The grooves on both sides? "F * ck!"

"Stop it," he said, throwing the bag back. "Run faster!"

I was practically sprinting with a hundred meters in hand, but the distance between us was more than a hundred meters, and I could almost fight us. Every time I looked back, I could see more strings twisting on the ground. The most important point was that it didn't have a accurate aim at all. Ten bullets, nine air, and one that couldn't hit even seven inches. He dragged his tail and chased after them, leaving behind a long trail of blood.

I didn't dare to look back as my sight tightly locked onto the ground in front of me.

What do you mean by back hit? Hearing that, I immediately raised my foot. I heaved a sigh of relief.

Their teamwork was tacit, or rather, for some reason, after they passed through this pit, the snakes seemed to have broken into pieces. I was about to continue running forward when I saw those threads in the distance crazily backing away.

What the hell? What was behind this? I turned my head. Behind me was a wall with a huge carving of a Yama face on it. Two red "balls" were placed in the middle of each of the two eyeballs.

"Gone," he gasped. He turned around and ran at full speed. Not only did he consume a lot of strength, he also consumed a lot of mental energy.

He almost bumped into Hades, but he took a step back. "This is …" "Hades," I said, "this thing is not common."

"Nonsense, who would want to carve something like that?" "It's not like I'm crazy."

"You actually recognize him?" I was a little surprised.