"Yadan Devil City? Then why did you come to the tomb of my predecessor?"
The reincarnated goddess Liu Mengniang asked in surprise.
As soon as these words came out, Chen Yang and Zhu Wuneng rolled their eyes together.
This is so much nonsense that you even believe it yourself, right?
Zhu Wuneng rolled his eyes, but continued: "What is painted in the mural is simply a big coffee table, with all the cups and utensils placed on it."
As he told the story, a story that happened many years ago, in which a victim was in despair and torture, left one stroke at a time, became known to those who came after him.
That year, a caravan went out of Yumen Pass and passed through Yadan Devil City, which was considered by the ancients to be the former capital of the Wusun people. It encountered an unexpected attack.
The attack was nothing at all. There have been so many caravans over the years, and most of them have disappeared in the Devil City area.
No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.
There was a legend at that time that devils really lived in Devil City.
Those who are willing to take this trade route will naturally keep their heads in their waistbands and kill a lot of people, which is nothing at all?
Sandstorm, lost track, snakes and insects, lack of water...
Anything could cause someone to fall down in this desert and next door and never get up again.
So when the first person died, the caravan didn't pay attention.
Then, the second one died, the third one...
The caravan members soon discovered that the "devil" they encountered this time was completely different from the encounters of other caravans according to previous legends.
It wasn't until most of the members of the caravan left a pool of blood and disappeared, that the "devils" took advantage of the situation and took away the rest of them alive. Did the author of the mural know why?
because
——Migrate!
At the moment of being caught, he saw clearly what the "devils" looked like. They were a small group of women who were lying on all fours, looked like humans, and behaved like animals.
They are about to migrate.
Migration requires food storage.
The members of the caravan are food.
The author of the mural, he is alive and reserves food.
He was taken back to the place where the all-female tribe lived on all fours like beasts - it was a labyrinth-like place deep in the Devil's City. There, he saw piles of bones.
I don't know how many people have been eaten by these "devils" over the years until only their bones are left.
Damn it, they actually have the habit of collecting bones in one place and piling them high over time.
It's like a capital official, it's more like a garbage dump.
What almost made him collapse was just their kitchen waste.
"Gulu~"
Having said this, Zhu Wuneng couldn't help but swallowed.
In an environment where you could hear the drop of a needle, the sound was so loud that he even startled himself.
The people from the Rebirth Sect, including Tang Wan, were all horrified when they heard this.
Chen Yang shook his head and said in Tang Wan's ear: "This is nothing, what's the scary thing behind?"
Logan's eyes widened in surprise.
If this isn’t scary, what is?
Chen Yang motioned to her and then listened to Zhu Wuneng's words.
The "painter" thought he would soon become one of the "food waste".
He never thought that that day would come much further than he thought.
The caravan members arrested together with the "painter" soon died as the "devil" moved from Devil City to the Daxingan Mountains, and finally entered the Khitan Goddess's mausoleum.
As expected, they are all just rations for activities.
Just like the cattle and sheep that foreigners drove when they were nomadic, migrating or fighting.
The "painter" did not draw in detail how these female devils on all fours found the tomb of the Khitan goddess, entered it, and finally settled down.
As for why those "devils" left the Devil City where they had been hunting for many years, it is a mystery that no one is likely to know.