-I don't know how long they walked, even Fatty Wang was a little numb, and gradually dared to get closer to Bai Ran. The footsteps echoed in the cave, telling people that they were still there. Regular and rhythmic sounds for a long time would gradually make people numb, but this was a tomb, and once they began to relax, it proved that something would happen.

Zhang Qilin stopped and raised his hand to signal the people behind him to stop. He looked around with the flashlight to make sure there was no observable danger. He stepped into the obviously wider space, tapping his fingers constantly to make sure before nodding to Wuxie.

Wu Xie didn't know why, but when Zhang Qilin stopped to check, he actually stood there obediently, waiting for Zhang Qilin to check and then signal him to step into this space, as if he had promised someone, but Wu Xie searched through all his memories and didn't find any relevant memories. Wu Xie narrowed his eyes, suppressed his increasingly chaotic thoughts, and refocused his sight on the space in front of him.

Bai Ran was still holding his machete. After noticing that there was indeed no danger, he looked around, found a corner, and sat down with his machete in his arms, continuing his daydreaming journey.

Fatty Wang finally saw a different view. He saw something like a basin on the ground. There seemed to be something inside. It was a dark layer that made it impossible to tell what was inside by sight. Fatty Wang cautiously took out a dagger from his waist and fiddled with the things in the basin. The dark things in the basin seemed to be sticky, a bit like paste, but when Fatty Wang pulled out the dagger, he could still see something like a thread attached to the dagger.

"I say, Tian Zhen, what is this thing? Is it valuable?" Fatty Wang frowned and asked Wu Xie who was observing the mural at the side.

Wuxie did not respond to Wang Pangzi's question, and still kept his eyes on the mural. Wang Pangzi looked at Wuxie who did not respond, rubbed the dagger on the stone wall twice, and when it was almost done, he put the dagger into the scabbard, and stood up while asking, "I say, Tianzhen, isn't this mural the same over and over again? Didn't you see enough along the way just now? Are there any new clues?" When he first walked on the road, Wang Pangzi was bored and actually observed the pictures on the stone wall on the road he walked, but the pictures over and over again were the pictures he analyzed when he stopped, so Wang Pangzi lost interest, so when he entered this space, Wang Pangzi first set his sights on these real objects that might be valuable.

Fatty Wang walked to Wuxie and put his hand on him, as if he had finally pulled Wuxie back to his senses. He looked at Fatty Wang with some doubt, but then he thought that he might have been too absorbed in his thoughts and didn’t hear Fatty Wang’s call, so he subconsciously explained to Fatty Wang as usual: “Look, Fatty, this mural is all the same picture, a person with a tiger head, a cow body, three eyes, a pair of sharp horns, and open arms, and there are countless human-like figures below, but they are very blurry and cannot be judged.

If I am not mistaken, this image should be Tu Bo. "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Hai Nei Jing" once recorded that there is a mountain in the North Sea called Youdu Mountain. Black water flows out from there, and there are black birds, black snakes, black panthers, black tigers, and foxes with black fluffy tails. Tu Bo looks terrible, holding nine ropes in his hands, with sharp horns on his head, hunched back and bloody hands, chasing people quickly, with three eyes, tiger head, body like a cow, and regards people as delicious. And people generally mention Tu Bo because he is the guard of Youdu and drives away souls.

So, if nothing unexpected happens, those unclear human-like images are the souls of people after death."

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