Chapter 4

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Chapter 4: The God in the cave (pt1)

Late at night, on the old turtle’s

wide back.

Jiang Zhu shook the small generator hard;

it was not easy to charge.

Jiang Zhu didn’t hold back and said,

“Play less games tomorrow.”

His hands were numb before he managed

to charge a bar of electricity.

“No!”

It was quiet all around.

Jiang Zhu: "..."

Is the personal of this guy really

cold or not?

The old turtle seemed to have climbed

a mountain, and in front of it was a towering cliff.

No more road ahead?

When they got closer, he found that

there was a huge hole in the cliff, and the old turtle pulled the bronze coffin

to stop at the entrance of the cave.

Jiang Zhu and Sheng Xiao did not get

close, but in order to avoid being attacked by the undead, the team have been

following very tightly. What’s happening?

Jiang Zhu slid down the turtle’s back

and walked towards the team: “What’s wrong?”

The line seemed a little chaotic and

restless.

Uncle Jiao Jiang, ho was still dry and

thin, said: “There are gods in the mountains and rivers. Mountain gods lives in

mountain shrines, river gods lives in river shrines.”

Then he looked at the big hole in the

cliff: “This is a shrine where the gods live, and those who approach will

surely attract the wrath of the gods.”

Jiang Zhu looked back and saw that the

man on the old turtle's back had entered the cave step by step.

At this time, the sound of “heh heh”

came out of the surrounding darkness.

Undead!

It should be that the team is too far

away from the old turtle and these undead felt the breath of the living and

surrounded them, and there are still many of them.

Jiang Zhu was afraid of these undead

corpses. As soon as they appeared, his

face changed ang he pulled Sheng Xiao to run to the cave.

The others hesitated: “Jiang Zhu is a

Fuji master; a Fuji master will not put himself on danger.”

It’s unknown whether he is convincing

others or himself.

Jiang Zhu was very interested in the

gods often mentioned in the mouth of Uncle Jiao Jiang, and looking at the cave,

there was no movement inside so it should be safe.

It was night and the cave was very

dark. Jiang Zhu as preparing to turn on the flashlight on his mobile phone with

some heartache, when a fire was suddenly lit next to him.

Sheng Xiao held a lit torch and pulled

Jiang Zhu vigorously with his hand.

A few torches lit up in the back, it

was Uncle Jiao Jiang.

The face of Uncle Jiao Jiang that was

lit up by the torch suddenly changed drastically, and his finger pointed behind

Jiang Zhu: “It’s the shrine!”

The torches trembled and there was

chaos.

So many torches illuminated the whole

cave.

Is this where God dwells?

Jiang Zhu took a closer look, and he

was stunned.

The cave is still quite wide. In front

of them is a platform extending into the distance with a deep pit surrounding

it, and at the end of the platform, is an elevated stone platform.

This familiar structure, except for

its size, looks almost exactly the same as the cave that Jiang Zhu escaped with

the undead in the Huang He cliff scenic spot.

Two different worlds with the same

cave structure, is the place where the gods live?

It turns out that there is such a

thing as a shrine in that world.

For some reason, Jiang Zhu was filled

with doubt and uneasiness.

What is the truth of this world?

Or all the self-righteous people turn

out to be the ignorant one instead.

The fire was very bright, allowing

Jiang Zhu to see the cave very clearly.

The cave's stone walls have traces of

chiseling, as well as ancient murals, which are definitely not naturally

formed.

The murals here are different from the

cave on the cliffs of Huang He.

Jiang Zhu took the torch in Sheng

Xiao’s hands and lit it close to the stone wall.

In the flickering light of the fire, the

ancient and dignified mural unfolded.

It depicted a very magnificent scene.

There was a huge coffin on the ground, and a body of a long-haired undead woman

crawled out of it.

There were ten huge suns in the sky,

and it seemed to be desperately burning the body of the undead woman, and she

howled in pain…

The picture is very spectacular, and a

feeling of sadness straight from the heart seemed to infect the observers, a

sadness that has never changed.

Jiang Zhu was shocked by this tragedy

and shook his head and couldn’t help but bring the torch closer to the wall.

As he got a little closer, a “squeaky”

roar came from inside the wall, as if… the wall is alive, and it felt the burn

brought by the fire.

Jiang Zhu was so frightened that he

took a step backward and almost bumped into the person behind him.

Tilting his head, it was him.

The black hood and robe made it

impossible to see his face clearly and there seemed to be something blocking it

from sight.

His eyes were also fixed on the murals

on the walls.

Reaching out, he touched the howling

female undead in the mural.

“She!”

One couldn’t hear any obvious mood,

but Jiang Zhu always felt that there was definitely a change.

What a strange person. Only saying one

word, and make people confuse on what he’s trying to express.

“There seems to be a flower there.”

Sheng Xiao pulled Jiang Zhu’s sleeves and then reached for the inconspicuous

little yellow flower.

But before he could touch it, a loud “bang”

sounded and Sheng Xiao’s whole body was engulfed in flames without warning.

Jiang Zhu was shocked and vigorously

threw Sheng Xiao to the ground, constantly rolling him around to extinguish the

flame.

Sheng Xiao was so frightened that his

little face turned white, and he held Jiang Zhu’s thigh in a deadly grip. He

thought that it was just a small flower. If it wasn’t for Jiang Zhu, he would

have burned to death.

The people in the back were also in a

little bit of chaos: “There are witchcraft left by the Gods here!”

Jiang Zhu was just about to ask about

the situation when he saw a hand plunge into the dirt where the small flower

was located.

“Squeak!”

The walls of the hole cave roared.

Angry, bloodthirsty, resentful!

Different sound echoed everywhere, and

its unknown whether it was the screams of bugs or a low roar of monsters. It’s

impossible to tell the difference at all, it all mixed together.

Terror rose from the bottom of the people’s

heart and spread uncontrollably in every part of the body.

Jiang Zhu saw the hand pulling out of

the wall and bringing out a lot of mud.

In his palm was a white jade-like

stem, and this stem was connected to the small yellow flower, with its roots

and whiskers still squirming, as if it was alive.

“A thousand year old jade.” Behind him

came the voice of Uncle Jiao Jiang, but it was quickly drowned out by the

terrifying cries of the walls.

Jiang Zhu swallowed hi saliva. What is

the thing trembling behind the walls? It’s too frightening.

How come a God like to dwell in such a

place? I’m afraid that no mortals could every understand.

The other people in the cave were pale

and a little unsteady.

But apart from the roars and screams,

nothing seems to happen.

If there are really gods living here,

they should have already reacted after making such a big movement.

Uncle Jiao Jiang seemed to have calm

down from panicking.

“The gods are fighting in the Great

Wilderness. The gods here may have left already.”

“Look at the altar, it’s covered with

dust.” Someone pointed to the dark elevated stone platform at the end.

Jiang Zhu couldn’t help but ask, “What

is that?”

“The god lives in the shrine, and over

there is the god’s collection, which is the treasure of the gods.”

God’s collection?

There was nothing on the alter, it was

empty.

There are many mud pits on the walls

of the cave. Maybe there were many plants like the small yellow flower here,

but then they were also pulled out?

Are they grown naturally here? There

are too many questions with no answers.

The cave seemed large, but you can

also see everything with one look, but when they came out of the cave, Jiang

Zhu actually had a feeling as if it was a world away.

In the end, Jiang Zhu didn’t know who

made the frightening roars inside the walls. Except for the man named Hou in the

bronze coffin, no one dared to touch the walls anymore. It was an instinctive

fear, just like if life had a hierarchy, the lower life forms must submit to

the higher life form, and that feeling came from the heart.

The old turtle stopped here and seemed

just to be waiting for Hou to go in and take a look, and when Hou came out, it

took a step.

Jiang Zhu absentmindedly sat on the

back of the old turtle while shaking the small generator, he had to shake it

most of the night to fully charge it.

“I’ll teach you a more fun game, can

you give me a little more jerky?”

Instead of answering, something fell

beside him, and when he looked down, it was the thousand years old jade. It

really looked like a white jade, crystal clear, as if there was a white mist rising

from within.

Jiang Zhu said in his heart, this

seems to be a good thing, but its only the size of a fist and will not make

people full.

“Is it okay to switch it to a jerky?”

Before he finished speaking, there was

a “creaking” sound. It was the bronze coffin closing.

Jiang Zhu: “…”

It’s over, I’m going to starve

tomorrow.

He put away the stem as white as jade.

He was afraid it would escape with how badly its roots was squirming.

Then with a sigh, he continued to

shake the generator.

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