Corpse Recovery Diver

Gu Worms are nurtured, and the worm that suits oneself is simply the one that survives one's poison, isn't it?

As long as a worm can withstand a few rounds of one's poison without dying, wouldn't it be naturally compatible?

However, she did not know how long she had to endure here. Perhaps when Brother Xiao Yuan and the others return, she would need to lead the way for them again, so the poison in the bag must be used strategically.

Never mind, once this matter is resolved, I'll just come down again to gather these Gu Worms, hmm, let Run Sheng secretly bring me down.

The three of them left the insect pool area and continued to advance along the cave.

Tan Wenbin's back, having been wet once from diving, was wet again.

"Sigh, should have had Meng Meng prepare some antidotes or something; isn't that how it's done in TV shows, taking an antidote in advance, and then no need to fear the poison."

Run Sheng: "You go try if the antidote works?"

"Alright, just pretend I farted."

Initially, the cave seemed quite normal, but the further inside they went, they found wall paintings, crude and primitive, all painted in fresh blood, depicting various monsters and curses.

From the center overhead, there was a very thick groove, extending all the way, suggesting it had been forcefully broken by sharp tools.

The biggest feature of sinister things is that given time, they can revive, even if they can't return to their full state, they can still cause trouble.

Laughter, curses, beastly roars continuously entered everyone's ears.

The objects in the murals gradually changed from static to dynamic, as if coming to life.

They, initially sealed here as resentful thoughts, used as reverse door gods.

In the past, when encountering such a situation, Li Zhiyuan would choose to stop, first setting up an Array, and then gradually advancing and suppressing through the formation, isolating its influence.

However now, there was no time to do so.

Tan Wenbin clapped his hands on his shoulders, cursing: "What are you two laughing at?"

Outside was lively, the two resentful babies started to join in the fun too, just like a child who sees a group of kids playing and wants to join.

As soon as he cursed, Tan Wenbin froze, immediately seeing Brother Xiao Yuan's gaze from Run Sheng's back.

Tan Wenbin quickly clapped his shoulders again: "Kids, quickly, jump lively, call those friends and little animals to come and play with you!"

Following Tan Wenbin, although he had used Ghost Control Skill on them, overall, it was more of a supplement than a loss, and they had become far more solid compared to when their mother entrusted them, stronger than resentful spirits.

The murals here had been destroyed by someone, and those that still remained were severely weakened, many in number but lacking in quality, not matching Tan Wenbin's two adopted sons at all.

Under Tan Wenbin's encouragement, the two resentful babies started calling out to friends.

High quality, like the big kids among the group of children, naturally held authority.

Gradually, the noise around Li Zhiyuan and Run Sheng's ears decreased, and their vision returned to normal.

Tan Wenbin kept backing up, wagging his fingers as he retreated: "Come, come over here, Uncle will tell you stories, stories about Snow White and the seven Little Red Riding Hoods."

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Run Sheng started running, there was no obstruction or hindrance for him, quickly dashing out a long distance, the surrounding rock walls, no longer had murals.

Run Sheng: "Everyone, it's all different from before."

Li Zhiyuan: "Everyone, is growing."

Li Zhiyuan always clearly understood the rational paper data, even their development plans were made by him.

But until things really happened, when they could each independently handle things, Li Zhiyuan would also feel a sense of unfamiliarity.

Perhaps, this is Zou Jiang.

As each wave crashes in, everyone grows strong in these waves, silently progressing.

Run Sheng: "Xiao Yuan, since he was here, why didn't he clean it up thoroughly?"

This was the question Run Sheng held inside, wanting to ask.

Since Dragon King Zhao once visited here, why not clean up thoroughly, adding difficulty for later generations.

Li Zhiyuan: "Don't blame him, from his perspective at the time, he thought he cleaned it up thoroughly."

Of the twelve burial coffins, he cleaned nine, and sealed the remaining three.

The largest Gu Worm in the insect pool, he killed it.

The resentful curse on the murals, he directly broke out a groove.

The average family would come for a thorough cleanup only once a year before the Lunar New Year, and his cleanup would last at least a hundred years, truly can't say he didn't do enough.

But even for Dragon King, he could only take care of his generation.

On the inscription, he himself wrote: "Long is the age, man's power is finite."

Sometimes, it's not that the people of that generation didn't want to finish things, trusting future generations' wisdom is also a sort of helplessness.

The piercing screams grew more urgent, seeming to reach the point of delivery.

This meant, time was really running short for them.

But just as Run Sheng was about to step out of the cave, a giant tail swept over.

Run Sheng quickly withdrew, with a loud rumble, as the tail swept over, the rocks rolled.

That thing, was like a snake, but with four legs.

Common in rural places, called a "Four-legged Snake" "Snake Aunt," it's actually not a snake but a kind of lizard.

However, the size of this creature was exaggeratedly huge.

Fortunately, it didn't have a head.