I continued to look up at the mural, trying to find some special information in it.
This time, I looked at the mural of snow, and the figures in it still seemed to be moving slowly, but they no longer had that posture of placing their hands in front of the table and whispering.
But after I stared at it for a while, the foggy weather inside seemed to become even more blurred, and the soft chanting came from inside again!
And it was even more urgent than before, as if it was sending some kind of signal to the fat man.
I racked my brains trying to figure out how to stop these people, but no matter what I did, we weren't from the same world.
These people seem to be living in a virtual world.
However, what happened before our eyes was indeed the emergence of the fat man and the ancient man from this change.
In other words, there is definitely a possibility that we can establish some kind of connection.
Stop...stop.
I desperately tried to recall those words in my mind.
But now it seems to have had absolutely no effect.
The louder these people's voices, the more I am affected, and at the same time, I feel that my mind is in complete chaos.
I glanced at the girl; she also looked very uncomfortable at that moment.
I quickly shared this idea with Lei Jijian in my mind.
But after thinking for a while, Lei Jijian seemed to have a way to make the people in the mural stop.
After recovering, the fat man once again opened his tongue, attempting to attack us.
But I could clearly see that a part of his tongue had indeed been cut off by the lightning sword at the root!
Wait a minute, there was nothing there when I looked over just now, right? This guy was just feeling pain!
How come half of it has fallen off all of a sudden?
Despite the intense confusion, I tried my best to calm myself down and rubbed my eyes. I looked at the fat man's tongue, and sure enough, half of it was gone. If the other half of the lightning sword hadn't been struck less hard, the tongue might have come off as well.
The severed half was slowly dripping blood, though the bleeding had stopped considerably, the blood was still quite sticky.
The dripping black blood, mixed with the mucus on the surface of his tongue, was utterly disgusting.
What I found even more absurd was that after his tongue was struck by the lightning sword, it seemed that it wasn't healed much by the other people in the mural at all.
"Brother, there are so many bugs on this, it's disgusting..."
The girl couldn't help but speak up.
I nodded in agreement. The fat man was too busy to attack us anymore; he just stood there dumbly, trying his best to swat the worms out of his mouth.
The insects crawling from inside his clothes onto his face frantically tried to burrow into the fat man's mouth.
And from the crack, many larvae fell out and began to crawl downwards!
It's like a wall, and the insects outside want to get in and absorb the nutrients from inside the tongue.
The larvae inside, having been bound by this tongue for far too long, knew that this place was nothing but a mass of black blood, offering no nutrient whatsoever, and thus began to yearn for other environments...
I was shocked. Indeed, if these were truly carrion worms that feed on corpses, then the tomb owner in this secret chamber and coffin would probably have been completely devoured long ago.
In other words, the people here who could be eaten were all completely dead, with not a single scrap of flesh left.
They can only kill each other, and the existence of a fat man only provides them with a platform to fight.
At that moment, I secretly thought that perhaps before the fat man came out, there was a toad inside, and the toad was drawn in the grass and around the river...
The paint used to create these things could very well be the habitat of those insects!
That's why the fat guy had so many bugs on him when he came out!
As for that ancient person just now, he was clearly in the center of the entire mural. I tried my best to recall the identity of the ancient person at that time, and it was absolutely normal.
There were no insects, rivers, trees, or anything like that, and the ancient people's clothes were very formal official robes.
After a while, the worms inside the fat man's body seemed to have settled down, and a large number of decaying worms began to devour his body.
And it seems the fat guy is starting to struggle too!
OK!
"Yiyi...look, isn't it that the rotting worms inside his body are about to kill each other!"
Yiyi took a closer look, shook her head slightly, and told me that she wasn't quite sure either.
The next second, the fat man began to curl up on the ground, his body contorted into the shape of a worm due to the intense pain.
Regardless, he's probably no longer capable of attacking us, right?
Overjoyed, I immediately pulled the girl towards the crack in the mural without saying a word...
The girl also snapped out of her daze. She was still staring blankly at the scene, while I had been thinking about when we could get out. Now this was probably our only chance!
I told Lei Jijian to keep an eye on this fat guy and to let us know if anything seemed even slightly off.
But just as the girl and I moved a little bit closer to the mural, the fat man moved!
Not yet. When Lei Jiyang told me, I saw that although he was bent over like a worm, he suddenly staggered.
He was ready to stand up at any moment, and even though half of his tongue had been cut off, he quickly stretched it out and tried to rush towards us.
Seeing this, I immediately pressed the girl to the spot, wanting to see what the fat man was going to do.
After all, if he really comes, we can just take action against him directly.
Given his current weakened state, I think his defensive capabilities must be greatly reduced.
Although his suit was still perfectly intact, without a single tear, and every insect that fell from his tongue onto the suit would slide down to the ground as quickly as it did on a slide.
I'm still very puzzled, what exactly are these clothes made of?
Just as we stopped walking in the direction of the mural, the fat man's body showed no abnormalities.
He just kept bending over and hunching his back, and I noticed that his back was constantly undulating slightly.
I feel like something's not quite right.
This is nothing like the fat man from before. When he was standing or lying down, he looked like a toad, but now he looks more like an insect!
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