Just as some people believe in Jehovah and some believe in the Virgin Mary, in the beast world, not all beasts believe in the beast god.
Some orcs will form their own sect, devoting themselves to a particular species. Over time, this sect will gradually develop its own writing system and eventually become a civilization.
"This should be a site of civilization."
If the orcs who lived here thousands of years ago really escaped, then this civilization may still have descendants.
Relics of civilization!
Song Jinqiao was even more shocked.
This is a relic of civilization!
Things from the past will always be a bit mysterious when examined by future generations, because they are a piece of history.
The word "history" is inherently ancient and profound, not to mention the things that carry this history.
The four males tried various methods but failed to open the stone door. They had no choice but to walk into the corridor.
As she walked, Song Jinqiao suddenly felt as if she had touched something like a pillar of fire, and she quickly took out her flint.
“Wow!”
A bright firelight illuminated the dark space.
Although I couldn't see it clearly, I could vaguely see something carved on the wall with the light of the fire.
Is it a mural?!
Thinking of this, Song Jinqiao immediately became alert. Seeing that there were torches not far away, he took out other flints and lit all the torches together with the four males.
The bright firelight illuminated the dark corridor.
This time, Song Jinqiao finally saw clearly what was carved on the wall.
However, when he saw that thing, Song Jinqiao's eyes widened.
When she came to her senses and realized her bad expression, she quickly turned around, but the wall on the other side was also engraved with a mural with similar content.
She looked forward awkwardly, refusing to look at the content on the mural.
Instead, the four males were viewing the murals with great interest, nodding and exclaiming from time to time, as if they had seen some rare treasure.
"So there's this kind of position." Cangye held Song Jinqiao's hand and laughed softly, his hawk-like eyes reflecting a faint smile. "Do you want to try it next time?"
If for no other reason, the painting on this mural is exactly the same as the one in Xiang-Yan's picture book, and it is even more embarrassing to look at than the one in the picture book.
Song Jinqiao turned her face away, pursed her lips and ignored it, but the slightly red tips of her ears betrayed her emotions.
This bastard always teases her, and if she agrees, he will be so proud of himself.
Although he didn't get a response, Cangye didn't get annoyed and continued to study the mural carefully. The other two did the same. Even Yan Mo looked at it thoughtfully with deep eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
The more they looked, the more embarrassed Song Jinqiao became.
"Don't look at it, let's go over there quickly."
Knowing that he couldn't pull that bastard Cangye away, Song Jinqiao picked Ji Han, who was the easiest to talk to, and took his hand and walked forward, wishing he could go back in time.
Ji Han was a little disappointed, but he still took a quick look and took note of what he had learned so that he could put it into practice in the future.
Song Jinqiao had no idea that Ji Han, who seemed the easiest to talk to but had a cold expression, was hiding many hidden tricks in his mind.
And when Ji Han put his ideas into practice, Song Jinqiao almost cried to death.
But these are all later stories, so let’s not talk about them for now.
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