Zhang Long unconsciously held the handle of the Tang Dao, and the movements of his feet also slowed down a lot.
The three people walked forward for a while, and the entire cave suddenly became clear.
This place is very large and rectangular in shape. It looks like it was excavated directly, but the walls are very smooth and must have been processed.
There are some logs piled neatly in the corner of the wall. The cross-sections of these logs are clean and neat, and the lengths are consistent. From the outside, you can't feel anything, but as soon as you get closer, you can hear a "rustling" sound.
That was the sound made by termites gnawing at the wood, which also meant that the pile of wood had been here for many years.
"Oh shit! Lao Zhang, come and take a look at this!"
Peng Hai shouted and drew Zhang Long's gaze from the firewood pile to a wall not far away.
The wall is densely engraved with all kinds of weird symbols, which are a bit like oracle bones from long ago, but there are differences between the two.
Because the symbols on the wall are all composed of lines and dots, and some places even look a bit like Morse code.
But it doesn't make sense at all from the perspective of Morse code.
Zhang Long turned his head and glanced at John. John spread his hands and said that there was nothing he could do.
He also looked excited at the same time.
"Zhang, who do you think left these things? Someone has obviously lived in this cave. Is it possible that there are other people on this island besides us?"
"I don't think it's possible."
Peng Hai looked around with a flashlight, then turned around and looked at the two people mysteriously.
"Let me tell you, I used to read novels about tomb robbers. It was said in the novel that the tombs of rich people would often be made to look like a place where people lived, so that they could..."
"Hey, it's too far off topic!"
Zhang Long interrupted him.
Speaking of which, this place looks a bit like a tomb chamber, but the real tomb chamber is only a little bit larger. The total area is less than 100 square meters. What's more, the symbols on the wall don't look like any other language.
The three people continued walking forward.
There are more and more traces of life.
The wild boar bones piled on the ground and the animal skins spread on the ground are completely standard features of a primitive tribe!
Seeing this, Zhang Long had some bad premonitions in his heart.
The situation here is obviously similar to the pit that Zhang Xiaotong accidentally fell into before. There are some traces of life, but no one living here can be found.
Who are these people?
Where did they come from? And why have they all disappeared?
This made Zhang Long reflexively recall what was recorded in the diary found at the bottom of the sea.
Could it be that there really is some amazing secret hidden on this island, which caused these people to move away in a hurry without leaving any trace, or...
It was wiped out by a mysterious force, not even the bones and dregs were left.
Zhang Long was so frightened by his own thoughts that he broke into a cold sweat and his pupils shrank to the extreme.
Peng Hai didn't take it seriously at all. He also said that the temperature underground was very suitable and there was no need to wear such a thick down jacket. He said that if conditions permit, he would dig a place like this to live in. It would be warm in winter and cool in summer.
After hearing what he said, Zhang Long finally reacted.
"It seems so. The temperature underground is very suitable, neither hot nor cold."
"Look what this is!"
John's voice was particularly pale, and the expression on his face was frozen.
The two people hurried over to take a look.
In one corner, the soil has dried into sand, and there are long lines of traces in these half-sand, half-soil places.
"Hiss~ What kind of snake looks like this?"
“There’s more here!”
John quickly pointed to another trace not far away from this trace.
Zhang Long followed this trace and looked ahead.
The light of the flashlight couldn't reach that far. I looked back again, but it still couldn't reach that far.
Continue to look down and check for traces.
"I don't know if you feel that this and this seem to be symmetrical. The distance between these two traces always maintains a stable value. If you don't believe me, just look at it."
As Zhang Long said this, he picked up a small branch, cut it into a suitable length, and then followed the traces forward.
Sure enough, they are consistent...
It's so strange...
"Old...Old Zhang."
Peng Hai patted Zhang Long on the shoulder, even his voice was trembling.
"I...I think I already know what this thing is."
At this moment, a fishy wind blew in my face, and it felt like the smell of many dead rats in the sewer.
The hair on Zhang Long's back instantly exploded! Then he raised his head.
It didn't matter that he raised his head, but it startled him.
It was a huge oval sphere, pitch black, and reflected light under the illumination of a flashlight. Two tentacles stretched out from behind.
"Is this... a centipede?"
At this moment, the surrounding air froze.
The three people were so frightened that they did not dare to move at all, their minds went blank.
"hiss!"
A sharp cry penetrated into Zhang Long's ears in the next second. The sound seemed to tear the eardrum, it was painful!
"run!"
Zhang Long shouted and pushed Peng Hai back.
Only then did the two people react, and they rolled and crawled out along the way they had just come in.
Zhang Long was at the back, pulling out his Tang Sword and retreating while guarding against the big centipede from biting anyone.
As I was running, I suddenly bumped into something fleshy, and I stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, why did you stop? You don't want your life, do you?"
Peng Hai's face turned pale.
"No, no, no... no, look at that!"
As he spoke, he raised the flashlight in his hand.
Another big centipede actually appeared directly in front, but the centipede in front was slightly smaller than the one in the back.
John was so frightened that he spoke a series of native words, and no one knew what he was talking about.
Just as the three of them were stunned, the big centipede behind them suddenly jumped out.
At this time, everyone was in the square space that they had just entered, and the big centipede also had a place to use its hands and feet, and it was as fast as an arrow leaving the string.
Zhang Long only felt a gust of fishy wind coming from behind.
He flipped his wrist, then twisted his body, and the Tang knife struck the big centipede on the head with a clang.
"Pfft!"
A ball of green liquid spurted out.
But it did not cause any substantial damage to the big centipede. Instead, it shocked Zhang Long's jaw so much that if it had been anyone else, the knife in his hand would have flown out long ago.
"No, this guy is too thick-skinned!"
While he was talking, the big centipede in front was not idle and rushed towards John two or three times.