Looking at Mu Xuanqing's confident smile, Wang Quan and I both froze for a moment, and then, Wang Quan was a little excited to carry Bing Cuo Ling, ran to Bing Cuo Ling, and said anxiously: "Mu Da Shao, what secret have you discovered?

Looking at Mu Xuanqing's very sure look, my heart was also very anxious, and I hurriedly ran to him and waited for his next step.

Mu Xuanqing looked at me and Wang Quan who were looking at him, smiled slightly, and then turned around, the flashlight illuminated the first mural we were watching, turned his head, and said to Wang Quan: "Do you know who these people are?"

Wang Quan was stunned by his question, and blurted out: "How do I know-" Wang Quan was halfway through his words, and suddenly his eyes froze: "Hey, wait, this, these people, are they-"

Watching the two of them play dumb riddles, I was very anxious, at this time, Mu Xuanqing's brows tightened slightly, and he said, "That's right, these people are our ancestors." ”

"What!?"

Mu Xuanqing's words exploded in my ears like a muffled thunder, I looked at the four people on the mural blankly, trembling slightly, my mouth grew big, and it took a long time before I swallowed my saliva and said with difficulty: "You say...... These are you and the king, Ancestor?"

"So to speak. Mu Xuanqing looked at the man in the green shirt in the mural and nodded a little distractedly.

Wang Quan, who was standing on the side, was also a little flustered, he slowly walked to the mural, looked at the four people in the mural a little blankly, stretched out his fingers, rubbed the old man in brown clothes, and muttered: "This ...... It should be my eighteenth generation ancestor, right?"

"Poof—"

Hearing Wang Quan's kid say this, I couldn't hold back and laughed. With my careless laughter, the atmosphere that was still somewhat solemn was suddenly broken. Mu Xuanqing squinted, looked at Wang Quan with some disdain, and said in a disgusted tone: "Yes, yes, this is the eighteenth generation ancestor of your Wang Da Shao." You'd better kowtow to his old man and burn incense, and I'll preside over a ceremony for you to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, do you think?"

"Haha-" Listen to Mu Xuanqing. I couldn't control it anymore and just laughed. Wang Quan heard Mu Xuanqing's sarcasm and my laughter, turned his head and stared, and said with some displeasure: "Hey, do you two have a little filial piety!

"No, no. Mu Xuanqing waved his hand and made a look of horror: "How dare you not let Wang Dashao worship your ancestors!"

"Come on, don't talk about these things that are not there, which one of these is your ancestor, you can also come and recognize it. Wang Quan glanced at Mu Xuanqing, rubbed the mural and said.

"Okay, let's get down to business, don't talk about it," Mu Xuanqing glanced at the mural and said, "The one in the green shirt is my ancestor." Mu Xuanqing said, and then looked at the man in green shirt with a scholarly atmosphere. Then he turned around and looked at the mural with "Monster Niangniang": "Next, it's this painting," Mu Xuanqing looked at the mural, thought for a while, and then continued to speak: "I heard Wang Dashao tell me about your 'adventure' under the Dashi River just now, I can conclude that the person on this painting should be the dirty lady in the tomb of the tower, and this mural." It should be the first to be drawn.

Now that we know the identity of this lady, it should not be difficult to guess the meaning of this mural - looking at the image in the mural, it should be what this lady has given to our ancestors......"

"Hey, wait a minute!" Hearing Mu Xuanqing talk about this, I couldn't help but have some doubts in my heart: "You haven't said who those two are?

Mu Xuanqing heard my question. He looked at me deeply and was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "These two, if I'm not mistaken, are they...... It's Xiao Yue, and that Chen Sheng's ancestor......"

"What?!" heard Mu Xuanqing's words. I was astonished: "Your ancestors actually know ...... So, the two of them are also a family of traditional Chinese medicine?"

When Mu Xuanqing heard my question, he just nodded silently and sighed: "The grievances of the four of us can't be finished even if we talk about one day and one night, let's solve the matter in front of us." After that, he no longer cared about me standing in place and meditating, and continued to speak at the mural: "Judging from this mural, it should be that this lady gave some order to the ancestors of our four families...... And judging by her look, it seems that it should be a private request......"

Speaking of this, Mu Xuanqing transferred the flashlight to the mural painted on the ancestors of the four major Chinese medicine families: "And this scene should mean that the ancestors of our four families are discussing this matter," Mu Xuanqing said this, and then shone the flashlight on the roof of the shed: "And the four sacred beasts painted on the roof of this shed represent our four families, and the beads in the middle should be the Mo Zhu beads." ”

Mu Xuanqing looked at the dark purple bead on the painting on the roof of the shed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly put down the flashlight: "Obviously, these three paintings are from the hands of our four clans...... The other two were not painted by our four tribes. ”

Hearing Mu Xuanqing say this, I subconsciously asked, "Then who painted these two paintings?"

Mu Xuanqing looked at me, immediately raised his hand, took a look at the fish-faced monster that had been tortured to death by ice cubes, and said in a somewhat deep voice: "If my judgment is not wrong, the remaining two murals should be painted by him......"

"How is that possible!"

Hearing Mu Xuanqing's words, Wang Quan and I exclaimed in unison. I looked at the fish-faced monster that was already dead, my heart trembled, and I couldn't speak for a while, while Wang Quan looked at the monster in disbelief, and stammered a little: "I said Mu Dashao, you, are you sure, this thing, he, he can draw?"

Mu Xuanqing looked at the two of us who didn't believe it at all, and said in a somewhat helpless voice: "He's not a monster - he's a human," Mu Xuanqing said as he moved the flashlight to the radial abstract painting, and said: "And, I'm sure that the person on this painting should be him, but-"

Mu Xuanqing slowly frowned, and then shook his head a little dejectedly: "It's just that I don't understand what he wants to tell us when he paints this picture." ”

Looking at Mu Xuanqing's somewhat lost look, I stared closely at the mural in front of me, and suddenly remembered the black fish mark on the monster girl's body-could it be them...... Is it a relative?

"And the last mural should depict the massacre of our four clans and the royal family, as well as the miserable, "centipede guard" experiment......

Before I could figure out what was going on, Mu Xuanqing moved the flashlight to the last mural and said in a somewhat deep voice—there seemed to be a faint hint of self-blame and guilt in his voice.

Looking at the last mural, my ears echoed with Mu Xuanqing's words just now, and a chill rose in my heart for no reason: the ancient royal family, to be honest, none of them were soft-hearted masters, and this kind of deed would definitely involve them, but what are the four major families of the royal power for?

Thinking of this, a heavy fog gradually rose in my heart: was it the emperor's coercion?

Because if it was really the emperor's order, then the first mural should depict the scene of the patriarch of their four major families kneeling to receive the holy decree, rather than a lady coming to give them orders! And it is not difficult to see in this mural that the status of these four great families at that time should not be low-otherwise, how could the noble concubine Niangniang, who is the emperor's daughter-in-law, come to see them in person?

From this point of view, the royal power, the four major families of traditional Chinese medicine, can be regarded as having a lot of stories and bloody family history in the past!

After all, this act of capturing the entire clan alive, dismantling them in half one by one, and finally putting on the tail of a centipede is not an ordinary Chinese medicine practitioner and a capable deed. (To be continued.) )