CEO, Hold On A Moment

He knew there was a light.

He knows the location of the oil lamp, and even the tool to light it

Obviously, he knows this place well.

"You know this place well?" Jomo twisted his eyebrows and repeated coldly in the flickering light of the fire. When she asked this sentence, her tone was obviously not good, even staring at the bottom of his eyes, she was a little more suspicious Is that right? "

Qiao mu can't help speculating -

familiar with here?

Is the waste stream intentional?

Including surface collapses, they fall from it Is that his arrangement?

What does he want to do?

Jomo clenched his fist. The more he thought about it, the more scared he was. When Huang Liu looked back, she even stepped back two steps involuntarily, and her whole body switched to the alert state.

I was stunned.

He seemed to have intended to say something, but when he touched her eyes, he swallowed it back. He should have seen her suspicions and fears, but he didn't study deeply. He just looked away quietly -

"every floor here is the same layout."

A short and gentle sentence.

This is Does he have an explanation?

Jomo: what do you mean? It means that he is not familiar with this place, or What does that mean?

She waited for the torrent to continue, but the torrent was silent.

“…… So what is this place? " Pondered for two seconds, Qiao mu can only ask voluntarily.

"Temple."

These two words again.

Like his introduction on the ground, he was low and calm.

"Can you be more specific?" Jomo is a little worried. She also wants to know the terrain and structure here and find the way out as soon as possible.

"It should be..." Huang Liu looked around, looked for a few seconds, judged for a few seconds, and then slowly said the answer Record layer. " As he spoke, he took down an oil lamp on the wall and carried it to the inside of the room.

"What..." What record?

Jomo didn't hear it.

Even if she did, she couldn't understand.

As she watched the waste stream go forward, she could only suppress her anxiety and follow

Waste stream is looking for a way out, right?

…………

In the corner of the room was a low door.

Huang Liu bowed in.

Jomo hesitated for a moment and bent down to get in - it was not the narrow corridor she had imagined! On the contrary, there is another spacious and empty room in it

The walls are made of stone, with many colorless murals on the surface.

Ancient.

It's the only adjective Jomo can think of.

"Here..." Huang Liu holds the lamp in one hand and stares at the lines on the wall. It seems that he has fallen into some kind of memory.

Jomo was more concerned about the other low door opposite.

Is it through this room to find a way out?

But the waste stream did not move forward.

"That way?" Joe raised his finger and asked tentatively.

Huang Liu shakes his head.

"No hurry." He spoke slowly. Instead, he went to the side and turned on the light in the room. The orange fire flickered, and for a moment, the murals on the wall also entered people's eyes completely and clearly.

The waste stream paced forward and stopped somewhere.

"You know..." He raised his hand and caressed the cold wall with his fingertips. I don't know if it's the problem of light. When Jomo looks at it, he always feels that the knuckles of barren flow are very pale What's the story here? "

He asked.

Jomo raised his head, followed his palm close to the position, frowning to see past -

crooked lines, outlines a dog? A wolf? Or something On the mural, the creature stands quietly, with a man standing opposite.

And then it was like drawing a group of people

Wait!

Seeing half of it, Jomo suddenly looked back: does it matter? Why do you want to see this?

"This..." Jomo wanted to ask.

But before he had time to finish, he was preempted by Huangliu: "this is a man, this is a wolf." "Once upon a time, there was a man who met a wolf and adopted it," he said

His tone was gentle and cold, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory, and his eyes were covered with a layer of confusion.

Jomo narrowed his eyes: Huangliu, this is Tell a story?

Moreover, without waiting for her to ask "then", the famine has continued -

"people take the wolf back to the place where the crowd gathered, eat for it, and talk to it..." As he spoke, he moved his fingers on the wall and described the changes on the mural. "You see, people are so kind to wolves, wolves are also very smart, and they have learned a lot..."Joe looked in the direction of his finger.

That's true.

But is it about them now?

Now the situation is urgent. They have to leave here first. Where can they get time to tell stories?

“…… Do you know what happened in the end? " The story of Huangliu is not too long. Before she can't bear it, he seems to have reached the end. He turns around and asks her for her opinion.

When he asked this question, he looked disappointed.

Jomo just wanted to finish it quickly -

"finally, the wolf returned to nature? Or the wolf is ungrateful and bites people? " She pursed her lips and quickly concluded, "waste stream, if you want to say any Fable There are many such stories. "

She has heard countless versions and doesn't care about the one in front of her.

"Here at the end." But Huang Liu seems to ignore her words. He goes to the far side and points to the largest picture on the wall. "This is the end. Do you understand? "

Jomo subconsciously looked up -

it was also a curved line, an abstract and complex depiction. She can only recognize: like a person, sitting quietly. And next to the man, there is a small

Bones?

After a few steps, Joe suddenly recognized it.

"Do you see that?" Huangliu asked, looking at it in his spare time, and seemed to be looking forward to her answer.

"This..." Qiao Mu opened her mouth. She didn't quite believe the ending. She said the whole sentence with difficulty It was the last man to eat the wolf, wasn't it Do you mean this?

Because in the picture, the wolf is gone, leaving only people and bones. Only with this abstract line, she can't tell what kind of bone it is, and she doesn't know whether the "man" in the picture is the one who raises the wolf?

That's all she can guess.

I was stunned.

After hearing what she said, his whole body froze, as if in some kind of complete astonishment. For a long time, he didn't say it was right or deny it. He just put down his hand with a smile.

"You said It's kind of interesting. " He even echoed, then skipping the story, holding the lamp again, and going to the next low door, "there should be another story in the next room."

Joe was stunned.

The next room, not the way out? But another story?

Joe Murton was a little impatient -

is it over?

"Waste flow!" Finally, she could not help crying out, "I'm not here to listen to the story, and I'm not in the mood to visit here! Tell me first, do you know how to get out of here? "