Chapter 1011 (1/2)

Originally, it was gloomy and frightening here. Coupled with the two rows of stone figurines opposite, everyone was a little afraid. When Zhang Feng asked, Deng Liang was startled, but he was the first to wake up and didn't see anyone else.

”Brother Feng, when did you see it? Are you sure it's... People?” after that, Deng Liang involuntarily moved to Zheng Hu and tried not to face his back to the empty place. Zhang Feng saw that Deng Liang was so nervous and hurriedly said, ”maybe I was wrong. It's okay. I'll sleep too. I guess it's a dream.”

Zhang Feng was afraid that Deng Liang would be frightened again, so he stopped talking about this topic. He secretly wondered if he was really too tired. He was dazzled for a moment. How could there be others in this place except them? He comforted himself and thought not to scare himself, so Zhang Feng put it aside.

After drinking some wine, the three people were in a particularly good mental state. Zhang Feng looked at the unfathomable pool and said, ”you just fell asleep. You don't know. Du Tianhou was thirsty and lay down by the pool and drank a lot of pool water. I can't bear it. Tiger, don't target him too much. He will be at ease.”

Zhang Feng doesn't want to see them pinch again. Originally, the situation is very uncertain. They make trouble again, which makes everyone in a mess. Now only everyone can quickly get out of the dilemma with one heart. When Zheng Hu goes out, Zhang Feng won't tell him how he wants to make trouble.

Zheng Hu nodded. ”Don't worry, brother Feng. I won't make trouble with him again. I'll pack up my things and go when they get up.” Zheng Hu said, and carefully put away some tools they took out before they had a rest. Deng Liang sat there alone and seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhang Feng stood up and looked at the figures on the murals. If he could get some effective information from it, he could escape soon. After all, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the tomb. It doesn't look like a tomb or imperial mausoleum at all.

Looking at the above depiction, Zhang Feng only recorded the fighting between some tribes, as well as some labor tools, as well as sacrificial activities. They are very realistic, but unfortunately, they don't know those words and can't accurately judge what the murals are expressing.

If he could understand these words, he might get more information. Zhang Feng kept some patterns in his mind silently while reading. He was afraid that if he used them somewhere in the back, he wouldn't be blind and don't know what to do.

Zhang Feng watched and unconsciously walked to the cave entrance. He looked at the passage and saw that stone figurines were neatly arranged on both sides, one lifelike. It seemed that some fairy had cast a spell here, so that these soldiers were settled here. They could live right away with a breath of fairy air.

Zhang Feng couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. It seemed that there was a strange feeling lingering in his heart, which made people feel heavy breathing. It was as hard to put the Buddha under the pressure of a big stone. Zhang Feng thought, what's the matter with me? Should I be poisoned.

Then he gave up the idea and joked. How could he be poisoned? It seems that people have been in this closed environment for too long. It is inevitable to be restless and think about it. At the thought of here, Zhang Feng hurried back to prepare to ask them to start together. It took too long to stay here.

Zhang Feng always thought it was strange here, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Maybe it was the lack of oxygen in the brain caused by insufficient rest. Maybe it was caused by these murals. After watching for a long time, he couldn't see a way. Zhang Feng went to the place where everyone was resting and was taking out the things in his backpack.

Seeing Zhang Feng coming, Bufan took out a small bag of dried meat and handed it to Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng knew that this was the supply in Bufan's bag. In fact, each of them had dried meat in their backpack, which really thanks Huang Weiwei. If she hadn't insisted on putting these food supplies at the beginning, none of them would have put them.

At that time, everyone thought that they would go out in three or two hours. At that time, they would buy equipment. In fact, they wanted to look professional, give Du Tianhou a slap in the face and shake their prestige in front of them. If they knew that there would be such a move in, they would not be fully prepared.

Huang Weiwei also made it very decent. What drinking water and physical supplements, including dried meat, chocolate and compressed biscuits, were packed in small bags in his backpack, followed by some tools, and Deng Liang had an extra heart and filled a pot of wine. Until now, no one is willing to eat dried meat.

Maybe it's a sense of crisis and false security in people's hearts. Everyone wants to eat the worst food first, and the delicious food must be kept to the end. Seeing that Bufan took out the dried meat now, Zhang Feng thought he was hungry, so he said, ”I'm not hungry, you eat, I have.” then he touched Bufan's head.

Bufan pulls the bag open. There are six fingers thick and very tight air dried pure beef jerky. This is real meat. This small one can save a person's life in a crisis. Bufan tore and chewed one, and soon a smell of meat filled the cave.

Huang Weiwei and Zheng Hu were reluctant to take it out to eat. Looking at the dried meat in Bufan's hand, they licked their lips and swallowed their saliva. At this time, Bufan took the dried meat one by one to them. No one hesitated to take it and ate it. Anyway, they will give Bufan to eat when they open it later.