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Wonderful island adventure

My companions and I - the brave and reckless fat and knowledgeable big sister embarked on an adventure.

By MerleVillalobosPublished 3 years ago 3 min read
Wonderful island adventure
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My companions and I - the brave and reckless fat and knowledgeable big sister embarked on an adventure.

Stepping off the boat, the ground was covered with grass, there were many big rocks, some trees on the right, and many mushrooms under the trees, Big Sister started giving orders, "Everyone split up and observe the terrain ......" After that, we each ran in our direction, and after a while, I suddenly heard Fatty shouting, "There's a cave here! There is a cave here ......" I followed the direction of the voice and coincidentally, I saw my elder sister also come over. This is a huge and incomparable cave, surrounded by a hundred grasses and trees to cover the sky, and very comfortable. Fatty's feet just half a step into the cave, a large group of unknown animals, then show their teeth to chase us. Thirty-six plans, running is the best plan, we ran desperately, ran to a bamboo forest, those animals did not catch up. Seeing that the environment here is very good, I and the fatty went to pick up wood stones with leaves hitchhiking the woman named Kris asked me, "But my first warning, the islanders do not like archaeologists." I felt very strange because I was an archaeologist myself and was there specifically to study the megaliths.

The boat docked and I drove the car, into a small road. Ahead of the road was a wood, a black shadow flashed, and a tree fell with a bang, I hurriedly got out of the car, to see what happened. The black shadow turned out to be a tall man in a black jacket, who had pushed the tree down. I drove on and stopped in front of the old house I was renting. I got out of the car and walked alone to the boulder, which was estimated to be 4,000 years old. There was a hill near the boulder, and I walked over to it, and there was a door on the hill with a sign that said: This hill is an ancient tomb, enter with caution (an archaeologist left it). What is hidden inside this mountain? Make it so mysterious! I went in because I was curious. Inside is an old tomb, surrounded by a block of standing gravestones. These gravestones are surrounded by a circle, and there is a door in the middle. I went up and knocked on the door, and when no one responded, I broke into it. This should be the depth of the grave, there is a stone table inside, and there are several knife marks on the wall. I suddenly heard some movement coming from outside the door and was startled. I went over and tried to open the door, but it seemed to be locked. How to knock can not open, I was afraid of anxiously shouting for help, the door creaked open, walked in but Kris. "What are you doing here?" I asked her, "Shh!" She gestured for me to be quiet and pulled me out of this ancient tomb. Kris and I went back into the old house. I asked her, "Whose ancient tomb was that just now?" She said that it was the tomb of a royal family whose descendants did not allow others to enter and that only a tall man in black had been in and out of it regularly over the years. The tall man in black? Isn't he the one who pushed the tree down? Why would he do that?

The next day, I was ready to drive to the boulder. The road was very bad, the car was shaking, only after a while, there was a red car following me, I wanted to speed up the car, but the road was too steep, did not dare. The car was very strange and kept following me. I looked back in the rear mirror and saw the very same tall man sitting in the red car! Maybe it was just a coincidence, I thought to myself. But when I got to the boulder, he didn't get out of the car with me but turned the car towards the mountain. When he got to the side of the mountain, he stepped out of the car and went into the ancient tomb. I followed him and saw a big box in the trunk of the red car with a lot of gold and silver treasures, including many knives of the same shape as in the tomb painting. Could it be that he was a thief? I do not care and immediately reported to the police.

Ten minutes later, the police arrived. They went into the tomb and brought the tall man out. It turned out that the sign was written by the tall man. Now that the island's treasure was safe, I could go study the boulder.

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