The two of them immediately looked down. The picture below showed the woman standing in front of the fire. Everyone was throwing stones at her. Zhi Xing couldn't help but squeeze Yan Shengjie's hand and frowned.
, some said angrily, "These people are too abominable. How wrong can that woman be? Not only do you want to burn her to death, but you actually treat her like this before she dies?!"
Yan Shengjie stared at the painting and slowly closed his eyes, "This woman is a witch."
"Witch?" Zhixing turned around in surprise and blinked twice, "How did you know?"
Yan Shengjie pointed at the top of the rock painting, "Look at her face, there is an obvious bat-shaped mark. At that time, it was regarded as a mark of a witch, and it was also one of the most obvious signs of a witch."
Zhi Xing tried her best to open her eyes wide, "It seems so, I thought a piece of rock in that place fell off!" Looking back, she said in a tone that was almost admiring, "I found that you know a lot!
"
Yan Shengjie's increasingly sinisterly beautiful face evoked a charming smile. He flicked her forehead with his fingers and said lazily, "You are allowed to worship me."
"Tch!" Zhixing curled his lips and returned his gaze to the painting.
If she was really a witch, why did she become a sacrifice instead?
In the painting below, the woman walked into the fire. Standing in the fire, she looked coldly at the man opposite her until she turned into ashes...
After that, a war seemed to have broken out in this land. This man led his tribe to resist desperately, but was still defeated miserably. When he led a few people and retreated here, he stood at the place where the woman was burned to death, still unable to
Ken left. Finally, he asked someone to set up a fire beside him...
After reading the last painting, Zhi Xing couldn't calm down for a long time. She could feel how much that woman loved this man back then, and she could also understand how desperate and happy the man was when she lost.
The mood to end life.
After a long time, she sighed, "Oh, how pitiful." She suddenly turned around and asked, "What would you do if I were you?"
Yan Shengjie said straightforwardly, "I won't let those bastards lay a finger on you." Without further words, he returned along the same path to find other clues.
Zhi Xing couldn't help but grin his lips, and his smile was so sweet.
From the very first time she met Mr. Jie, she knew that on the surface, this guy had a beautiful appearance, and he was so beautiful that he was a real disaster for the country and the people, but she had seen how ruthless he was in his bones. Bloody, cruel, never.
She would be merciful. But for such a man, he was so arrogant and high-profile about his kindness to her. She believed that if the man in this painting were him, even if he was the enemy of the whole world, he would not let her suffer even
A little bit of damage!
Looking at his serious back, blending with the delicate firelight, the beauty was almost unreal. Just like the feeling he always thought he gave her, this man was too perfect, too charming, and there was an illusion that it would disappear at any time.
Zhixing's eyes narrowed, and he quickly strode over, reaching out and hugging his waist tightly.
Yan Shengjie hesitated for a moment and turned his head, thinking that she was scared. His voice became much softer and said calmly, with a soothing magic, "What's wrong?"
Zhi Xing shook his head, his cheek pressed against his back, but his slender arms tightened.
Yan Shengjie inserted the torch into the wall, turned around and held her face in his hands, his coquettish eyes overflowing with a soft glow. He held her in his arms, caressing her thin back with his palms, and spoke in an unhurried tone.
, but doted on him to the core, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely find an exit to take you out."
Zhi Xing raised his head, his eyes sparkling brightly, "If I can stay with you like this forever, there is nothing wrong with staying here."
Yan Shengjie raised his eyebrows and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. He saw and understood the little woman in front of him more clearly than anyone else. Perhaps, understanding her and understanding her was the most successful thing he had ever done.
The most pleasant thing.
He pinched her slender chin and shook it from side to side, "As long as you like it, we will stay here. All I see when I open and close my eyes is you."
Zhi Xing let out a cry of joy. For a rare moment, a little woman hugged him coquettishly, her lips curled up in satisfaction, "You will get tired of just looking at me."
"If you want to get tired of it, you'll get tired of it a long time ago." Yan Shengjie lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the bare ring finger of her left hand, "I won't directly trap you."
Following his gaze, Zhixing subconsciously hid his finger and murmured, "The ring...is lost."
She didn't even remember where she threw it.
"I know." Yan Shengjie held her hand, his eyes so charming that they captured her soul, "I will trap you again."
Zhixing smiled and responded softly, "Yeah."
She adjusted her mood, let go of his arms, picked up the torch on the wall, and said energetically, "Let's go! We have to find the exit immediately!"
She told herself that the inexplicable feeling just now was just affected by the stories on the rock paintings. Her Jie would not disappear or leave her!
forever.
Yan Shengjie narrowed his eyes and saw the sadness quietly passing through her eyes, but did not ask any more questions. He came over and held her hand.
So tight.
"Follow me."
Follow him for the rest of your life.
Zhi Xing smiled firmly and nodded firmly.
In this stone chamber that was half the size of a football field, the two of them walked around again. Apart from the rock paintings, there was nothing else. It was a bit strangely empty.
Yan Shengjie's brows couldn't help but frown. Ever since he saw those paintings, he had been suspecting that this place must have nothing to do with the "king"! The winding corridor that was designed with great effort by later generations would never be possible.
It's so simple to connect such a stone room that only tells stories!
On the other side, Zhi Xing's eyes wandered over the paintings again. Suddenly, she pointed to one of the paintings of a woman standing by a fire and said, "Jie, look, is there something on her neck?"
Yan Shengjie raised his head and looked at it carefully, his eyes suddenly lit up, "It's that amethyst!"
"Yes." Zhixing immediately analyzed, "Suppose that after her body was burned to ashes, only this crystal was left and was treasured by that man. Later, this place came to be! It is very likely that it was him.
It was built in secret! Maybe it was used to hide the woman's ashes! And that crystal is the 'key' to open this place! If we want to leave here, we must have it!"