wild star

Chapter 29 Temple Escape
Thousands of years ago, the Incas found the sun god flower and built a stone gate on the mound next to the banyan tree it parasitized. They used the roots of the banyan tree to fix the soil layer so that it would not collapse, and put a stone statue of the gate god to guard it.

The volume of the banyan tree in the vicissitudes of life is getting bigger and bigger, so big that it can wrap the stone gate.The nearby river channel has been relocated, and the former hyacinth field has also been turned into a bathing swamp, which is occupied by the caimans who came here.However, the banyan tree grows weak and hollow at the same time. Only the sun god flower on the top of the head blooms every year, squeezing the surrounding vegetation, showing its king status to the world...

He did a lot of useless work. If Old Zhao kicked those lichens a few more times, he wouldn't have to sweat so much. Fortunately, he managed to find the entrance of the temple in the end.

"Although there were many twists and turns, the gate of the temple was finally opened. Please pray, and hope that Chu Tongfu's life is here."

"It was lucky to be broken by him again."

"Watching the anchor take risks is more interesting than breaking through online games."

"Games are incomparable. Lao Zhao is a masochist. He asks for it and enjoys it. You can never guess what he will experience in the next second."

It wasn't once or twice that I heard someone say that I was a masochist. Zhao Yanling cleaned the entrance of the stone gate and at the same time pondered: You all know that I am the only one kept in the dark?Could it be that I'm really a masochist?impossible!
He became narrow-minded: "To avoid deepening your misunderstanding of me, I must clarify here. I, Zhao Yanling, am a good young man in the new era who is mentally healthy, optimistic, cheerful, positive, and loves life. It is the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning that glows for you, for the motherland, and for the whole world."

"You're so damn good, I'm bah!"

"Smell-faced, unshaven, a young man who is still pretending to be the sun at eight or nine o'clock."

"Seriously contempt!"

Even Chocolate sat aside and grinned at him.

"I'm so fucking lazy to talk to you guys. Lin Yuan is envious of fish, it's better to retreat and make a net. It's useless just to be jealous of my outstanding talent, wisdom and superhuman ability."

Without the fat man around to talk nonsense, the water friend became the object of his bickering.They just followed this pattern, like the casual chatter between old friends, Zhao Yanling gave a reward for speaking foul words... While chatting, they cleaned the entrance of the stone gate, and soon they could get in just by bending over.

Putting on the bag, packed the things, waved to the chocolate and walked in first.

The corridors are all built of huge stones, the gaps are extremely small, and it is difficult to insert a knife edge.After entering, the space is spacious and atmospheric, and the rhizomes of the banyan tree above the head extend criss-cross to a long distance and are deeply rooted.

I only heard that Sun God Flower is domineering, but I didn't expect it to be so domineering.

On both sides of the promenade are beasts carved out of huge stones. There are ancient creatures such as Cuvi elephants and saber-toothed beasts that became extinct 1 years ago. They have clear outlines and powerful swordsmanship.

The audience shared this amazing journey of discovery with him, and saw no less than a hundred strange hieroglyphs densely distributed on the stone statue of the beast.Is it a kind of prayer, or is it a sign to the later world?Or is it a curse?
Zhao Yanling is a staunch proletarian atheist. She couldn't help touching her hands, and said in amazement: "Do you think these statues were simulated by later generations based on unearthed fossils, or were they really carved more than 1 years ago during slash-and-burn cultivation?" It came out? The knotted rope on the door god outside is not rotten, so I don’t think it can be as long as 1 years. There are also huge lines we saw on the helicopter before. There were no planes at that time. The ancient Incas were How did you do it?"

Take pictures of these stone statues and the hieroglyphs on them, and move on.His feet trembled slightly. He lowered his head and cast his gaze. Various animal patterns were carved on the ground bricks and stones.

Suddenly, a small hole was exposed in the stone wall on the right side of the corridor, a gust of green air was blown out, and a gust of wind blew up on the ground to disperse the green air, and a faint strange smell filled the air.

Ancient tombs and mounds have traps to prevent tomb robbers, but this is a temple, so why are there hidden traps?Zhao Yanling didn't dare to be careless, and her reaction was quite unpleasant, she immediately rolled up the hem of her shirt to cover her mouth and nose.Because the clothes are soaked, they can be used as gas masks.

As a result, he found that the chocolate on the ground was nothing like a monkey, and he used his claws to hook the lichen to find bugs.Animals have more sensitive senses than humans. If the green gas was poisonous, chocolate would never be so honest.

"It's a false alarm, let me just say, this is not a tomb, how can it be a mechanism that is harmful to people. It may be in disrepair, and the gas produced by some rotten wood is nothing but a little smell." Zhao Yanling put down the hem of his clothes and loosened it tone.

As soon as the words were finished, there was the sound of scraping and rubbing iron leaves, which echoed in the long corridor and sounded extremely sneaky.

The flashlight beam shone, and a layer of black shadow surged towards the floor tiles on the way, at an extremely fast speed.A closer look revealed that there were countless black beetles.Their heads are very flat, exactly like cockroaches.The back is black hard armor, with several vertical lines raised on the back.

There is a scavenging beetle called the burial beetle. It is a kind of bug under the order Coleoptera that eats animal carcasses. Generally, the burial beetle is no more than 2 cm long. Each of these beetles is at least 5 cm long, and the huge mouthparts open and close. Metal The sound of rubbing was so dense that it made people's scalp tense.

Too many ants kill elephants, and those who come are not good!
Chocolate rushed into Zhao Yanling's arms and got into the backpack.Zhao Yanling pulled it away and took out the insect repellent water in the bag, and poured it sideways on the passage of the corridor. A bottle of water can only pour two lines.He took a few steps back, and the densely packed burial armors crawled up to the [-]th parallel, but there were too many of them, and one by one was squeezed. The burial armors in front of the crowd crossed the line of defense, and were immediately attacked by the second line. The line stopped, but it didn't last long.

Thinking of those mint stick insects caught on the tree, Zhao Yanling took out the kettle and drank most of it, poured the stick insects into the pot, jumped up and tore off a section of banyan tree root and pounded it in the pot.

The mouth of the kettle gave off a strange smell that made people want to vomit. He retched and ran forward. After the stick insects were smashed, he poured out the thick green juice in the kettle and set up two lines of defense.

This kind of stick insect is indeed better than the insect repellent water, this time the funeral armor stopped and hesitated after a long distance.

"Old Zhao really has the foresight!"

"Survival is always reserved for those who are prepared!"

Zhao Yanling didn't want to stay in a place of right and wrong, so she ran forward for more than ten meters.At the end of the promenade, at the corner ahead, the way was blocked by a one-meter-high pottery pot as soon as it was turned.The pitch-black can body has a very strange shape, the bottom is round, and there is a creepy smiling face of a man in a hat, with rough lines, eyebrows and eyes glued together, and the corner of the mouth is split in a large arc.

"When, when, when..."

There was a slight but regular knocking sound from the clay pot, not to mention strange in the quiet corridor.

"Haunted?"

"It's time to test Lao Zhao's courage!"

With a drum in his heart, Zhao Yanling forked his leg with one hand and shone a flashlight into the jar with the other.

(End of this chapter)