Su Zimo didn't know why he sneered loudly: "The rules of the Nameless Sect, if it is just indiscriminate power, it doesn't matter if the Divine Exploration Sect is not entered! I don't hate Su Zixuan for being willful and messing around now, I only hate myself for not recognizing the face of the Nameless Sect." ”

Before Su Zimo finished speaking, I heard the sound of a heavy palm slapping the human body from above the cell.

Su Zimo's figure was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down from mid-air and falling into the water.

"Sister......" Su Zixuan's screams quickly disappeared from the cell, and it seemed that she should have been dragged into the distance.

Qin Baiyi said coldly: "Close the door and blow up the passage." ”

I was startled and quickly dived into the water, touched Su Zimo, who was knocked unconscious, dragged him up from the water to resist his body, and ran quickly into the depths of the water prison, before I could rush back to the place where the strange fish were fighting, the deafening explosions had risen one after another.

The entire water prison shook the ground in the sound of explosions, and the stagnant water in the prison was shaken into the air, but the stones in the sky were falling like rain. I had to cover my ears to mitigate the damage to my eardrums caused by the tremor, and it wasn't until the explosion was over that I turned and looked in the direction of the entrance to the water dungeon.

I knew that there were a lot of demolition masters in the hands of the detectives, and it would be easy to blow up the door of the cell, and I didn't have any hope of going out from the front, so I just instinctively glanced over there. But what I didn't expect was that after I finished watching this time, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

After the wall of the water prison was shaken off by the explosion, there were pictures on the wall, isn't this just a prison cell?

I took Xia Qingqing all the way back to the original place, the murals on the wall appeared clearly in front of our eyes, Xia Qingqing couldn't help but admire: "What a delicate painting." It's a bit of Western realism. ”

I couldn't help but frown: "Realism?"

"What's wrong?" When Xia Qingqing looked at me, I also shone a flashlight on the mural: "Look at it yourself, judging from the pigment and age of the mural, the mural here should be from around the Tang Dynasty." Before the Tang Dynasty, there was no such fresh pigment. ”

The mural is different from the paper painting, and it is difficult to distinguish his age through the medium alone. I can only roughly estimate the time of painting by the color of the mural.

I continued: "Chinese painting has always focused on freehand, while oil painting and sketching are more focused on realism. As you said, these murals are too realistic, not like they came from an ancient country. You're looking at the contents of the mural. ”

Xia Qingqing said: "What historical facts does this mural seem to record?"

"Yes!" I nodded, "This is clearly the history of a certain tribe, you see the ...... over there."

I turned on the flashlight and shone it on the wall, and pushed forward a distance before stopping: "This should be the beginning of the mural, this is the ancient ancestors worshipping the heavens......"

"No!" I stopped in the middle of my sentence, and said to myself with a flashlight, "What's going on?"

Xia Qingqing looked at me and said, "What did you find?"

I drew a circle on the wall with the beam of a flashlight and said, "Look here, don't you think this place is spacey?"

"According to the painting habits of the ancestors, this kind of picture of worshipping the heavens usually does not leave a large blank space. For example, if they draw a sun in this position, the pattern representing the sunlight should be in this position, that is, on the top of the priest's head, which means that the ancestors are infinitely close, or have been accepted by the heavens. ”

"But there is a large blank space left on this mural, does this mean that they have been abandoned by the sky?"

Xia Qingqing raised his head and looked into the air: "I think something should have been erased here, you carry me up, I'll take a closer look." ”

I was going to say: go up and see for yourself. But after thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong, there was not even a place to settle on the rock wall, and I had to keep a certain distance from the rock wall to see the murals. The only way to achieve this goal is to stand on the shoulders of one person. It seems a little ...... for me to step on Natsu's light shoulders

Xia Qingqing probably had an idea with me, and without waiting for me to nod, he put his arm around my neck and stepped on my shoulder. I just wanted to look up at the wall, but Xia Qingqing gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to look up, I will strangle you." ”

I almost slipped out of my mouth: You're not wearing a skirt. But when the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them again.

Xia Qingqing wouldn't let me look up, and I couldn't see what she was doing on it. The only thing that is certain is that Xia Qingqing's mood seems to be constantly fluctuating, her feet have been moving on my shoulders, sometimes gentle, sometimes intense, and it seems that she has never stopped her emotions for a moment.

A blank mural can cause Xia Qingqing's mood to fluctuate so much?

What should Xia Qingqing have discovered?

I was about to open my mouth to ask the other party, when suddenly I saw a round bead of blood falling from the sky and dripping into the water.

"Where did the blood come from?" I suddenly looked up, and Xia Qingqing also rolled over from his shoulder and fell into the water: "I completed the mural." ”

Xia Qingqing used his own blood to cut a fox on the rock wall.

The fox head outlined by Xia Qingqing with the simplest lines is only about an inch away from the outstretched arms of the ancient priest, and it seems that it can be embraced by the priest at any time, but the fox head floating in the air is faintly reluctant to approach people, but the priest desperately wants to get close to the giant fox.

I looked at Xia Qingqing in shock and said, "How do you know that there should be a fox painted in that place?"

Xia Qingqing shook his head slightly: "I don't know very well, it seems that there is such a fox in my memory, I think it should be in this place?"

Xia Qingqing said quietly: "Some people have erased the record of foxes, but I always feel that they have never forgotten the existence of foxes. ”

"Fox, Nine-Tailed Fox?" I whispered to myself, "Could it be that the person who built this dungeon worshipped the totem of the Nine-Tailed Fox?

I always felt like I had grasped something, but I couldn't find the key behind it: "Let's go look at the other murals, this time, don't paint on them, with the clues ahead, I should be able to deduce what is going on." ”

As I spoke, I looked back in the direction of the mural, and in the second mural, countless people were building a magnificent palace under the scorching sun. There was still a blank space in the far reaches of the site, and judging by the shape of the blank space, a giant fox about the size of a palace should be squatting there.

The murals are extended backwards one by one, and the scenes of the ancestors' life and labor are recorded on them, and there is no blank space in the murals, but a palace appears several times in a row. That is probably the royal palace built by the ancestors in the second painting.

I walked all the way in the direction of the murals, only to find that the murals in many places had been erased by life, either blurred or completely disappeared. However, from the remaining frescoes, I could vaguely see that a large number of troops had been gathered near the palace, and they were planning to attack the palace.

As soon as I had walked through the blank area, the mural began to show a large number of captives in shackles, who were being driven to a certain place in droves, and the people in charge of guarding them were the Black Fox soldiers.

Although I did not see the exact course of the battle, I can surmise that the people who attacked the palace at that time were not only defeated, but also nearly annihilated.

I looked at the mural for a long time before I walked over to the next rock wall, where only half of the mural remained.

Just now, when Xia Qingqing and I walked over, we saw that the corridor of the water dungeon had been forcibly blown up for a long time, and the most critical part of the story expressed in the mural was in the section of the passage that was blown up.

Xia Qingqing saw that I had been silent and said in a low voice: "Wang Huan, do you see anything?"

"I see, but I don't understand!" I replied vaguely before I said, "There are some things that I don't know how to say." There are secrets in this cave that we haven't found, and it's in this water prison!"

I suddenly looked at Xia Qingqing with burning eyes, and the other party was startled by me: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

I suddenly put my face close to Xia Qingqing's ear and whispered, "Actually, we have a way to find another secret in the water prison. However, you have to be a fox once. Would you like to?"

Xia Qingqing's face suddenly turned red: "You mean...... You mean...... Isn't that okay?"

My face turned a lot redder, too: "Unless we can drain all the water in the dungeon, don't try to find the secret here." ”

The two of us talked as if we were playing dumb riddles, but in fact we were talking about the same thing. That is to take advantage of the jealousy of the red hair, lure him out, regain control of the red hair, and let him go out to find the secrets in the water prison.

Putting aside the hurdle in Xia Qingqing's heart, just to draw out the red hair, I need to be extremely intimate with Xia Qingqing. The two of us are not boyfriend and girlfriend after all, and it is a bit difficult for both of us to be too close.

The two of us had only spoken a few words, and each other's faces were as red as if they were burning, and neither dared to look into the other's eyes.

Xia Qingqing and I were in a dilemma, but we heard Su Zimo whisper: "What do you need to do?I can cooperate with you, I don't care about anything?"

Su Zimo woke up!

Her skills are not weak, and Qin Baiyi's palm did not make a dead hand, so she just held her breath and fell into a coma after the palm, and she didn't even suffer internal injuries, and it was only a matter of time before she woke up.

If I suspected that they were playing a bitter trick at the beginning, I didn't suspect anything since I rescued Su Zimo.

If Qin Baiyi really wanted to use bitter meat, her palm should at least seriously injure Su Zimo so as not to arouse the suspicion of others, just holding her breath with one palm will not only not have the desired effect, but will cause unnecessary trouble.