Upon hearing this, Su Diandian hurriedly let go.

She couldn't help but curse, "You little bastard, what are you doing taking your pants off? You want a beating?!"

Shan Yunting looked slightly aggrieved. "But my wife, the pants dissolved on their own, it's not that I don't want to wear them."

"However...my wife's figure is truly captivating..."

Upon hearing this, Su Diandian realized something was amiss.

She reached out and touched herself, her face immediately turning red.

The clothes are gone?

She's completely naked now...

"Ah..." Su Diandian slapped Shan Yunting across the face, "Don't look!"

There's something wrong with the water in this white stone pagoda.

It actually dissolved her and Shan Yunting's clothes.

Su Diandian couldn't stand the openness, so she squatted down in the water.

But what should we do next?

We can't just stay in this white stone tower forever, can we?

"Wife..." Shan Yunting squatted down, and then a groping hand came over.

"Ugh...you're so annoying." Su Diandian bared her teeth at him and took more than ten steps back.

Just then, her back touched the stone tablet.

No, to be precise, only half of his back was touching the stone wall, the other half was suspended in the air.

She quickly turned around and found that there was a stone cave behind her.

The lower half of the cave is submerged in water, yet strangely, there is not a single drop of water inside.

The cave seemed to be protected by a barrier, dividing the inside and outside of the cave into two worlds.

Su Diandian looked inside carefully and discovered that there was light in the cave.

She turned her head and exchanged a glance with Shan Yunting, and the two immediately decided to go into the cave to find out what was going on.

After uprooting the biomimetic flower, Shan Yunting took the lead and entered the cave.

Once you cross the boundary at the cave entrance, it is indeed incredibly dry inside.

"My lady, be careful..." Shan Yunting was about to turn around when Su Diandian stopped her.

"Don't look back."

"Okay." Shan Yunting nodded quickly, but intentionally or unintentionally straightened her back.

With neither of them dressed, the atmosphere became exceptionally awkward.

Su Diandian coughed lightly, "Shan Yunting, you seem to be that kind of..."

Shan Yunting quickly asked, "What does my wife think I am?"

Su Diandian rolled her eyes from behind, "Spring is almost over, but there are still no male birds that have found a mate."

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze suddenly fell on the left side of the cave wall.

There are patterns on the cave walls.

Su Diandian stopped walking, and Shan Yunting stopped as well.

“It’s cloud pattern.” Shan Yunting reached out to touch the paintings.

The two took a few more steps forward, and the pattern transitioned from cloud patterns to pavilions and towers.

To be precise, they are pavilions and towers in the clouds.

“This depicts what seems to be the dwelling place of gods…” Before Su Diandian could finish speaking, her eyes were drawn to the other paintings.

Beyond the pavilions and towers, there were paintings of all sorts of spicy colors.

Various actions, various different characters.

Su Diandian blushed as she looked at the painting, but it seemed to have some kind of magic, sticking firmly to her eyes and forcing her to continue looking.

Shan Yunting was clearly struggling to breathe. "Wife, there's something wrong with this painting..."

"Hmm, stay away from me." Su Diandian took a few steps back. "We need to get out of here quickly, otherwise..."

She tried to back away, but her back touched the cold stone wall.

Su Diandian looked back suddenly and was surprised to find that the way she came was gone.

There is no other way but to keep moving forward.

Damn it, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have come down in the first place.

She grabbed the artificial flower in her hand and pinched it hard.

If this thing hadn't insisted on sticking out of the window and mimicking her face, she wouldn't have ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

Not only were they completely naked, but everything in sight was covered in colorful paintings.

That doesn't matter. The key is that there's another naked puppy in front of us who's constantly courting!

A thought flashed through Su Diandian's mind, "You bastard, could this be a trap you set up?"

"You'll really resort to any underhanded trick to woo a mate!"

"Don't tell me you don't know or aren't clear! Aaaaaah! You little brat, let me out right now!"

Su Diandian tried her best to control the urge to rush up and smash Shan Yunting.

She was afraid that if she rushed forward, she would never be able to escape.

Shan Yun took a few deep breaths and explained in a hoarse voice, "My lady, this matter really has nothing to do with me. If I'm not mistaken, this place seems to be the place where that ancient god lived before he fell."

"What kind of ancient god is this? What kind of deity would have such things painted all over their own walls?"

After Su Diandian finished complaining, she realized that men do indeed hide some secrets under their own beds.

More importantly, in the myths and legends of her homeland, there are indeed gods who control desires.

"Damn it." Su Diandian could clearly feel her body getting hotter. "Get out of here right now!"

Surprisingly, Shan Yunting wholeheartedly agreed, "Let's go quickly!"

Su Diandian only saw the white bones on the ground when she ran forward.

To be precise, they were skeletons embracing each other.

Moreover, there are more than just a bunch.

These skeletons were likely influenced by the ancient god murals before their deaths, and untold stories unfolded beneath these walls, ultimately leading to their demise here.

As Su Diandian ran, she cursed, "This kind of harmful thing, how can it be a god? Even if it is a god, it's an evil god!"

God may allow desires to occur, but taking human lives is another matter entirely.

"The painting on the wall has moved!" Shan Yunting gestured for Su Diandian to look at the painting on the wall.

Su Diandian turned her head and saw that the paintings on the wall had indeed changed.

They are no longer simple lines, but like the films of her hometown, they begin to tell a story.

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