Chaozis words were like a splash of cold water on everyones heads. Originally, they thought this place should be a formidable organization or a malevolent spirit, but now? It had stirred up a bunch of inexplicable "corpse silkworms". In the past, one "corpse silkworm" had taken the life of their squad leader. Now, with just one glance, there were probably tens of thousands of them. Currently, there were only five people in total, two of whom were injured and still unconscious. Even if those three had exceptional abilities, it was unlikely they could get through this evil horde of insects to clear the road. Cha Wenbin was already frantically pacing back and forth. Fortunately, those insects seemed uninterested in these few living humans, only playing with stacking blocks, but if they had to walk on top of these insects to pass by, no one dared guarantee that they wouldnt get bitten by one or two of them.

  Its not advancing, nor retreating. Now they are really in a dilemma of whether to advance or retreat. Zha Wenbin didnt expect that he would end up dying in such a place. If he was going to be eaten alive by these insects, it would be better to just kill himself quickly!

  Chaozi was also at a loss, the ferocity of this insect was something he had witnessed with his own eyes. All he could do was hope that Wen Bin would come up with a solution: "Wen Bin ge, what should we do now?"

  Looking at the two expectant eyes, Cha Wenbin knew that in this team, he was already the absolute mainstay. If even he himself gave up hope, the only thing they could wait for would be death. So, unless absolutely necessary, he must not give up! He thought back to the whole sequence of events and always felt that there was something fishy about it. From entering the village to someone disappearing, and then going down this ancient well, everything seemed to have been deliberately designed. He felt they had stepped into a huge trap.

  What is the purpose of this person doing so? What is worth exploiting in this team? Four men, one woman, just came here to find archaeological materials, nothing special.

  No, suddenly an idea popped into Cha Wenbins mind. Originally, when they came to Qingcheng Mountain, there were only three men and one woman, and Zhuo Xiong was just a guide who joined later.

  Right, how did he not think of this, who led them here, who told them there were stone men and horses here, and under what circumstances did Lao Wang and Leng Yiran disappear? The Zhuo family!

  Zha Wenbins eyes turned cold, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at Zhu Xiong, who was sitting on the ground. At this moment, what about Zhu Xiong? He was staring blankly at the "corpse silkworms" in front of him, like a sea tide, and Zha Wenbins gaze did not attract his attention!

  Cha Wenbin regained his usual gaze and looked at Zhuo Xiong, asking: "Zhuo Xiong brother, what are you thinking about?"

  When he heard Wen Bins question, he turned his head and said: "Brother Wen Bin, I was thinking why these worms would only come out after that coffin was opened. If they had appeared when we were still at the bottom of the pool, we probably wouldnt even have any bones left."

  Zhuo Xiongs simple muttering to himself made Cha Wenbin start to feel suspicious again. If it was really someone from the Zhuo family who arranged all this, then after Zhuozi went down into the well, Zhuo Xiong could have just taken the rope and left without following him down. Why did he still come down and stay with them, taking on this risk? It seemed that no matter how you explained it, it didnt make sense. Cha Wenbin thought to himself that he must be overthinking things. At this moment, Cha Wenbin felt a bit guilty in his heart. You could say that Zhuo Xiong was originally the only outsider here. If he hadnt treated everyone as friends, he wouldnt have gotten involved either. So who exactly arranged all this? Or maybe he had just thought incorrectly, and everything was just a coincidence, or you could say it was fate. Cha Wenbin didnt dare to think about it anymore. Fighting with ghosts wasnt scary; what was scary was fighting with people!

  Zha Wenbin rubbed his face hard and changed to a normal expression, saying: "Zhao Xiong brother, what did you just say? I didnt hear clearly."

  Zhuo Xiong stood up and pointed at the insects in front of him, saying: "I say these insects are really here to eat us, why didnt they appear earlier or rush over now? We cant escape either way."

  Chao Zi also followed up and said: "You see, those insects seem to only want to climb to the top of the cliff, they are not interested in us at all."

  Along the direction of Chaozis finger, several insects had already approached the top of the cliff. They were constantly shaking their bodies, and a strange scene occurred: one "dead silkworm" sprayed something from its mouth onto the top of the cliff, followed by more and more insects spraying things. The insects below suddenly stopped climbing up, and some at the top began to roll down. The insects below also started to retreat, while those that had sprayed earlier were now suspended in mid-air! Cha Wenbin took a closer look and found that what they had sprayed was none other than the black silk thread Chaozi had mentioned.

  One end of the silk thread was stuck to the top of the cliff, and the other end was tightly bitten by a "dead silkworm" in its own mouth, suspending itself in mid-air. Roughly counting, there were over a hundred "dead silkworms" hanging in mid-air at this moment, their black silk threads entwining each other, twisting into a thick black thread as thick as the climbing rope carried by Zhaozi. Before Zhang Wenbin had time to think about why they did this, a new scene appeared.

  When the "dead silkworms" retreated to a certain height, the formation was stabilized again. Then there were "dead silkworms" that started spraying silk, only this time they didnt spray at the top of the cliff, but at their companions who were hanging in mid-air. The originally white bodies turned black in an instant, and it seemed that those insects suspended in the air had been completely wrapped up.

  When the "dead silkworms" above were completely wrapped in silk threads, the army of insects below began to retreat again. The second wave of silk-spitting insects was also suspended in mid-air, and after reaching a certain height, new "dead silkworms" started spitting silk, wrapping up their companions in the second wave. The connected silk allowed them to be suspended from below. This cyclical relay of silk-spitting reminded Zhang Wenbin of a well-known story: the Monkey King fetching the moon. In this story, monkeys connect their bodies and hang upside down from trees, allowing the last monkey to touch the moons reflection in the water. The method used by these insects is surprisingly similar to that of the monkeys, except for the direction being opposite.

  The caterpillars first use their bodies to send their companions close to the top of the cliff, allowing the ones at the very top to stick the black silk threads they spit out to the top of the cliff. Then, using one of their bodies as a connecting point, they expand downwards. If given some time, they will form a rope made up of caterpillar bodies that stretches from the top of the cliff all the way down to the ground!

  Cha Wenbin understood the reasoning and said, "Chaozi, Zhuo Xiong, look at this. These insects are using their bodies to build a bridge, one that spans from the top of the cliff all the way down to the ground. At the rate theyre going, it wont be long before the bridge is complete. The only question is, whats the reason behind these dead silkworms doing this?"

  Chaozi coughed and said: "Wenbin brother, you say they are building a bridge. If its for building a bridge, then it must be for the convenience of someone crossing the bridge, otherwise whats the point of building it?"

  "Super, you always surprise me when my mind is in a mess," said Cha Wenbin with a smile as he patted Supers back. "Building a bridge is for crossing it. Since theres something that needs to cross the bridge, even though we dont know what it is yet, lets wait and see how things develop. You two get ready, if anything comes out later, listen for my signal and be prepared to cut off that rope at any time!"

  Zhuo Xiong raised the hunting rifle in his hand and took aim, "No problem, this distance, one shot is enough!"

  Cha Wenbin gave Zhuo Xiong a thumbs up, and he really was wrong to suspect him. Otherwise, with Zhuo Xiongs abilities, if he had intentionally tried to harm them, Cha Wenbin feared that he would have been gone long ago.

  A few people didnt say a word, just staring at the rope getting longer and longer in the distance. After a moment, it finally connected to the ground, and the "dead silkworms" below seemed to have received an order, surging out in all directions like a tide, leaving a wide path in the middle. All the retreating insects were in the same posture, with their heads raised, as if welcoming the arrival of a "distinguished guest". Super saw the empty road and asked softly: "Wenbin brother, why dont we take advantage of this gap and rush over now?"

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