My Waste Husband novel Chapter 865

The passage hidden in the cave was obviously much smaller. When Henry rushed into it, he felt that he couldn't raise his head completely and had to bend over to pass.

With Henry's rapid sprint, a sound of footsteps came from the front. This was the echo of Henry's footsteps, which made Henry understand that he was almost at the end of the cave.

Henry slowed down and walked slowly forward. After a corner, Henry saw a stone wall. In front of the wall, there was a tripod made of copper. The tripod was half the height of a person and rusted.

The moment Henry saw the copper tripod, he had a familiar feeling in his heart. He slowly walked forward and did not look at the tripod, but subconsciously looked inside it.

There was nothing above the tripod. Inside the tripod, Henry saw a blood-stained coat.

Henry's hand was controlling the Qi. He put his hand into the copper tripod, touched the bloody coat, and then slowly lifted it.

This was a piece of clothing from an unknown age, made of animal skin. If Henry hadn't been knowledgeable, he wouldn't have noticed that it was a coat with blood on it. The blood had long dried up and integrated with the animal skin. Henry sniffed the coat, but he didn't smell anything strange. The smell had already dissipated over such a long time.

This coat made of animal skin gave Henry an indescribable feeling. Moreover, it was already unusual that a piece of animal skin could be preserved for such a long time. Henry folded it up and put it into his pocket. As for the old and valuable copper tripod, Henry did not take a look at it, turned around and ran to the stone hall to go to the next passage.

When Henry left the entrance, the copper tripod, which was enough to drive archaeologists crazy, was quietly left in the depths of the cave again.

After Henry came to the stone hall, he didn't stop for a second and rushed straight to the passage on the right.

The moment when Henry rushed into the passage on the right, a strong sense of shock came from the feet of Henry. Henry turned his head and saw pieces of gravel falling from above at the entrance of the right passage. The surrounding walls began to shake. A few seconds later, a huge rock as high as a man suddenly fell down and completely blocked the hole behind Henry!

Henry stood there and watched for two seconds. Then, for the first time, he walked into the depths of the cave.

Above the huge stone that blocked Henry's entrance, a large amount of quicksand slid down and covered the huge rock. As for the left cave that Henry had just entered, it did not change in the slightest. However, from the perspective of the stone hall, there were no longer only two tunnels, but only one.

Henry's escape route was completely blocked. There was only one way to go. He didn't go too fast this time, but with every step he took, he would look at the stone walls on both sides, which were engraved with murals.

The murals were very cryptic, but after some analysis, one could understand them.

Henry looked all the way from the beginning. It took him more than half an hour to get to the end of the right passage, and at the same time, he finished all the murals.

The murals were actually telling a simple but hard-to-believe story, that was, a person, with a long sword in his hand, slaughtered a real dragon!

Such a story of a warrior slaughtering a dragon, if it was told on the outside, it was an ordinary legend, a story for a child before going to bed. But it was a bit strange to draw that story here.

Henry went over, squatted down, and observed. The hilt was made of bronze, covered with copper rust, and Henry could not identify the material of the sword. It was neither iron nor steel, but a kind of metal that Henry had never seen before.

Henry put his hand on the handle of the sword. As soon as he picked up the broken sword, he heard a "creak" sound. At the moment of this light sound, Henry knew that something was wrong.

Following the soft sound, the whole cave began to shake violently. A large amount of gravel fell from above Henry's head, and the stones fell to the ground. It split up in an instant, the stones were everywhere.

The stones that fell formed one crack after another. Large amounts of quicksand slid down from the crack and covered the cave.

With the continuous shaking of the cave, more stones fell down. The three-thousand-meter- long passage also collapsed. The quicksand was constantly pouring from above, and in a blink of an eye, it passed over Henry's calf.

Henry did not hesitate. He picked up the sword with one hand and the red cloak on the stone chair with the other hand. Then he jumped and rushed upward.

In the desolate desert, one could see the endless yellow sand, which could make people depressed.

All of a sudden, a head came out of the yellow sand.