Chapter 72: Level 1: The Mystery of a Thousand Years of Ancient Paintings!

"This axe can only be used by you, if the others use it, they will either be injured or killed!" Ana's eyes were fixed on the axe in Li Mu's right hand, his eyes full of surprise.

"I didn't get the axe for a long time, and I really didn't know there was such a thing. Li Mu looked at Anamiao, and still felt a little sorry in his heart, after all, the right hand of this Miao girl just now was not lightly injured.

"A powerful weapon enough to slaughter ghosts and demons is something that countless people have dreamed of throughout the ages, and this axe in your hand is even more powerful, only you can use it, and even if others get it, it is just a piece of scrap metal. Ana's eyes became more and more puzzled when she looked at Li Mu, as if she wanted to know the secret of Li Mu's body.

Li Mu thought for a moment and told Ana's voice about the process of getting the axe.

"Your grandfather gave you this axe, but your grandfather died a few years ago...... Is it because your grandfather is not dead, or is it that the dead are sending things to the living?" said Anamiao, who had a creepy feeling of her own.

"My grandfather must have died, and I was at his bedside when he died that night, and I suspect that he had made this axe for me before he died, and had his friend courier it to me. Li Mu expressed his opinion.

"Not necessarily, listening to our Miao ancestors, the dead take things for the living, this kind of thing is not impossible. Ana shook her head.

"Is there such a thing?" Li Mu was shocked.

Just thinking about this picture is enough to make people break out in a cold sweat.

The dead, take things for the living...... It's terrible!

"It's very simple, people living in the real world, every New Year's festival and death day, will go to worship their dead relatives, burn dead paper and burn dead coins, is it really just to express their inner sorrow for their deceased relatives? In this way, since the living can burn things for the dead, the dead must also be able to give something to the living in some way. "Ana's words are very reasonable, but few people think like this, because deep down when they think of the dead giving things to the living, they will be afraid and will subconsciously reject them.

Li Mu was taken aback.

Ana Miao is right, since the existence of this world, no matter which nation, no matter what era, whether it is at home or abroad, why after death, living relatives will bury the dead, and countless sacrifices will be carried out every year?

If this is just a custom, then why is there such a custom all over the world?

Who initiated such a custom?

What is the secret behind such a custom?

Of course, there are also individual ethnic groups and people who do not choose to be buried and worship after the death of their loved ones.

However, those who do this seem to have a miserable life, at least not so well!

"Could it really be the dead grandfather who delivered this axe to me?" Li Mu frowned and said to himself.

"Everyone dreams of their dead relatives, this is not a dream at all, many times people don't think about their dead relatives at all, but they still dream about them, this thing that everyone will encounter, can explain something. Ana nodded.

Closed the door of the bubble tea shop.

Li Mu and Ana are separated.

On the way back to school, Li Mu received a pop-up message with a mysterious icon.

When I took out my phone, a line of blood-colored font appeared on the screen:

Slay the Soul of the Paper Man and destroy the Shadow of the Shadow to get the reward of unlocking the next section.

(Hint: When interfering in the life and death of others, be sure to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, otherwise the trouble will continue!)

"There's another section on this phone, but you can't click on it, and the meaning of this prompt is that I can intervene in the life and death of others, but when I intervene, I must destroy those ghosts and demons, so as not to bring danger to my own life?" Li Mu thought in his heart.

Looking at the street lamps on the street outside the window, Li Mu sat in the last row of the bus, his eyes glued to the screen of his mobile phone.

Bite!

Suddenly.

The phone screen rang again.

This time it wasn't the blood-colored font that popped up, but the icon software of this strange letter "SS".

It's opened!

It hasn't been opened.,This icon software that hasn't been opened.,Automatically popped up!

The interface on the phone's screen changes as the icons open.

Nine-square grid picture.

Three on the top and bottom, one on the left, one on the right, and one on the middle.

A total of nine small drawings.

It's the same as that kind of mobile game promotion software.

Li Mu used the index finger of his right hand to click through all nine small pictures, and found that only the small picture on the left could be clicked.

He also often plays mobile games, and instantly understands that these nine pictures are nine different levels, and only by passing one level can the second picture be opened.

But.

When the small picture on the left that can be opened is enlarged.

He was stunned.

The pattern on the small picture on the left is exactly the same as a thousand-year-old painting.

It's just that it looks a lot smaller on a mobile phone.

But the clarity is so strong that you can recognize it at a glance.

"What's going on?" Li Mu frowned, this ancient painting appeared one after another, and the bride on the painting was the same person as him, indicating that it must have a lot to do with him.

But now the special icon on the mysterious phone is turned on, and the pattern on the first level is this ancient painting.

What does this mean exactly?

And what are the pictures of the other eight levels on your phone?

Bite!

After the first picture opened, a blood-colored font popped up on the phone screen:

Congratulations on opening the first level: the mystery of the thousand-year-old painting!

(Clearance requirements: Follow the prompts to complete the task and uncover the secrets of the thousand-year-old painting to enter the next level.) )

Followed by.

The blood-colored font on the phone's screen disappeared, and nine lines appeared, each of which was a subheading.