Everyone rested for a while, and Zhang Long thanked the two of them.
In that critical moment just now, if it were just half a second late, the situation would have been different from now.
Looking at these two people, Zhang Long was speechless for a moment. He only felt mixed emotions in his heart, especially when he set his sights on John.
Some time ago, I suspected that there was something wrong with this person, and I always felt that he would harm everyone, but judging from the current situation.
If he really wants to harm everyone, there is no need to run over to save me just now. After all, if I die, the camp will definitely be in complete chaos. Then he just needs to stand up and take charge of order. Whatever he wants to do, it will not be easy.
thing?
Now when I think back on everything I had with John, it seems that apart from suspecting that this man has a problem, he himself has not actually done anything suspicious.
Looking at his pale face due to fright, Zhang Long felt panicked.
Maybe I am too narrow-minded.
"Hou Yue, how is Zhang Xiaotong?"
This is what John asked.
This is also what the other two people want to ask.
"Her body temperature has returned to normal, and she drank some ginger soup. Her life is probably on the line, but there is a huge swelling behind her head. She probably won't be able to wake up for a while."
"I saw that you haven't come back for such a long time, and I was a little worried about you, so I followed you. Unexpectedly, I happened to run into that big centipede, which scared me to death..."
Hou Yue patted his chest as he spoke.
The three people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Of course, the easiest one is John.
From the looks of it, the woman won't wake up for a while, and she is still safe. Now she must quickly find a way to leave this ghost place.
Thinking of this, he looked around with the flashlight in his hand.
I was shocked immediately.
Does this still look like the cellar just now?
This is totally a palace!
The ground is neatly paved with pebbles, and even the size and color have been carefully considered. Although they look similar to those in the park, it is not normal for such things to appear on this desert island!
What's even weirder is that there are two rows of pillars directly in front.
Seen from a distance, those pillars look like the upper bodies of people, about 1.5 meters tall, with a groove on the head.
When I took a closer look, I discovered that these pillars were made of an extremely easily broken rock. The reason why they took on this human shape was because they had been manually polished.
This feels like nothing.
But the problem is, all pillars are like this.
The deviation is so small that it is almost negligible!
You know, to achieve this level, it must be cast by mold, or a master-level person can create it. From this, you can imagine how powerful those who lived here before were.
Or rather.
How mysterious!
Hou Yue touched the groove.
"Huh? What is this? It's green, sticky, and disgusting!"
Zhang Long took a look and his heart skipped a beat. He almost sat down on the ground!
How could something like this, which only exists in novels, appear in this place!
This thing is nothing but corpse oil!
After a person dies, the body begins to rot. Before it is completely decomposed, a layer of green stuff will appear on the surface of the limbs. The smell is particularly pungent. This is corpse oil!
When I was still working as a war reporter, I often encountered things like digging out corpses when digging camps. At that time, I accidentally fell on it and got it all over my body. It can be said that I have become familiar with such green things.
Psychological shadow.
In order to avoid scaring everyone, Zhang Long did not make any noise and carefully observed the groove.
I found that the groove was about the size of half a football, and it was full of corpse oil. In addition, there was a layer of black stuff. After I pulled the thing apart, a piece of cotton thread appeared.
A burst of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Long's forehead.
"This is lamp oil."
How scary it is to use corpse oil to make lamp oil!
Zhang Long didn't look much, pretended to be calm, and continued walking forward.
The others didn't react much when they saw him, nor did they think too much. They just followed him and walked forward.
Zhang Long looked very calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already turbulent inside.
Is it true that, as Peng Hai said, they went to someone else's tomb?
However, who has nothing to do when they are full, so they build a cemetery in this ungrateful place?
After walking some distance ahead and seeing clearly what was at the end of the road, he gave up the idea in an instant.
There is a huge pot in front of it. From a distance, you can't tell what the pot is made of. I just think it is very big and looks a bit like an old-fashioned water tank.
It should be similar to the brewing water tanks in some old wineries.
The bottom of the tank was set up, and the ground was dark.
It seems that someone is using this vat as a pot.
But this... no matter who comes to think about it, it seems that there is something wrong with this person.
Further ahead is an upward step, and at the top of the step is a seat, which gives people a very strange feeling.
John pointed to the seat.
"Look at that. When I saw that thing, I remembered that I had seen such a scene in a book when I was in school."
As soon as he said this, several people immediately focused their attention on him.
John obviously straightened his back, and the expression on his face was a piece of shit.
"It's like the place where your ancient emperors went to court."
This sentence almost made people spit out blood.
No, which emperor in any dynasty would make his Jinluan Palace so gloomy?
Zhang Long seriously suspected that they were reading pirated books!
Hou Yue was laughing so hard that he couldn't speak clearly.
John still looked at them with confusion.
"What's wrong with this? Am I right?"
Zhang Long scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
In fact, speaking of it, this place did have some similarities to ancient palaces, which made Zhang Long feel a little nervous.
He is an ordinary man with a flat head. Although he has been a war correspondent for several years and knows some Kung Fu about the triangle cat, he is more or less frightened when faced with these mysterious things.
"Hey, this place is really interesting. It looks like a movie. Let me tell you, Lao Zhang, who do you think made these things? Where did the people who made these things go?"
Zhang Long shook his head.
"I don't know. I feel uncomfortable staying here. Let's see if there is anywhere we can go out."
Just as he finished speaking, Hou Yue's exclamation suddenly came from not far away.