"What to draw!?" Lu Mengbo was taken aback and didn't say anything, and he was even more confused about Zhang Yun's sudden shouting. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You want to say that the person in the coffin will instruct us on the correct way to open the coffin, but how can a dead man instruct?" Zhang Yun strode to a flat and huge wall and patted the wall vigorously, "Why is this wall made like this? ”

No one can connect to Zhang Yun's words, or to connect his thinking, it is too jumpy, all associations and reasoning are completed in Zhang Yun's mind in the shortest time, and no one is given the opportunity to complete the same thinking.

Zhang Yun knew this, because Yi Jian had mentioned it more than once when he was following him. So Zhang Yun continued his speech: "Why would a person with absolute power allow others to carve words on this sarcophagus that should not exist? Why is it likely that this sarcophagus is not filled with the person with the highest power? Why does there seem to be no hint in this tomb except for this sarcophagus?"

Because the prompt is on the sarcophagus, the person writing the prompt may not know it themselves, and their fragmented words will eventually be strung together seemingly unintentionally. Miss Lu, Zhang Yun wants to ask you to draw five people. Zhang Yun rushed to Lu Mengbo as he spoke, startling the little girl who was a little dazed again.

It was really jumping, and Lu Mengbo almost slashed out with his palm and shouted, "Ghost."

Fortunately, Zhang Yun is a living person, although it was a little scary to rush over, but his next words made the little girl's big eyes widen and her ears stand high, for fear that she would miss something.

"Miss Lu, the baby may be in the coffin, the coffin is successfully opened, and the things in it are not all yours in the Zhang family. Zhang Yun only asks you to borrow us to ask for Yi Sword when you arrive, and then I will send it together with the "No Divine Sword Spectrum". ”

Lu Mengbo was like a little girl who had been deceived by a strange uncle, nodding vigorously with an extremely longing look, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had been pulled in front of the huge wall that would only feel infinitely oppressed when he approached.

Looking at the large piece of charcoal stuffed in his hand, Lu Mengbo pouted and threw it aside.

"Can the descendants of the demon painters go out without painting things? and take a piece of charcoal, I think you are like a piece of charcoal. "This is the principle of not taking advantage of the cheap, not taking advantage of nothing, Lu Mengbo took advantage of the cheap while starting to find all kinds of bottles and cans from the small bag behind him.

Zhang Yunzi would not be uncomfortable at such a time, not to mention that he was also sighing that this little girl's backpack was only left with paint except for food?

It was easy to wait for Lu Mengbo to put on a posture and raise the pen in hand, but Zhang Yun found that this little girl was looking at herself.

"Not enough water?" Zhang Yun asked subconsciously, because he did see that Lu Mengbo seemed to have used all the water that belonged to her in order to mix ink just now.

It's just that Lu Mengbo didn't think like Zhang Yun thought, the little girl rolled her big and beautiful eyes and said, "What are you drawing, do you want me to do it at will?"

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It's mine, it's not, let's paint five people, one person on one wall." ”

"Four walls, five people?" Lu Mengbo said, raising his willow eyebrows, looking up at it, and sure enough, it was also like a square top.

"But why are you sure it's a painting? Your wife and brother's adoration of you makes it impossible for them to oppose your decision, even though you are now just an ordinary person with some wisdom but far inferior to the realm of immortals. But I'm not an admirer of yours, and I don't have anything to do with you, so you're going to answer my question. Lu Mengbo's small mouth thumped, and it was a string of cannons.

Zhang Yun smiled and pointed to the sarcophagus and said, "The sarcophagus is in the same direction as this tomb, and all the engraved words have a faint eruption feeling." Presumably Miss Lu can also see it, of course, you may think that it is the person who engraves the letter, and the profound skills can bring the kind of pen meaning that jumps on the paper to this sarcophagus. But I don't have that much calligraphy attainment, so from a purely clever point of view, it seems that these words are going to be magnified and projected on the top of the stone walls. ”

Lu Mengbo recalled that it was indeed as Zhang Yun said, but at the same time, she thought of another question: "Why don't you draw instead of writing? ”

"I think it's painting. Zhang Yun deserved it very plainly this time, and that was the tone it should be.

"What do you think!?" Lu Mengbo's eyebrows jumped twice, and she didn't feel very good in her subconscious.

Zhang Yun smiled, he could probably guess Lu Mengbo's inner feelings at the moment, but he still responded calmly: "Yes, I think." The builders of this dungeon have been doing unexpected things from the first gate until now, and I don't believe they will come to an abrupt end at the last minute. ”

"What do you think!" Lu Mengbo still couldn't control his anger, because the inquiring gaze she had just cast didn't have any effect on Tang Luoran, Li Yuelian, and Zhishan, and the trust of those three people in Zhang Yun made Lu Mengbo feel extremely annoyed.

How can there be such a person? Why should you believe him? Lu Mengbo really felt that she was about to lose smoke, and she couldn't understand this level of trust at all.

Struggling to control his emotions from exploding, Lu Mengbo asked: "You are not a builder, so why do you think that the unexpected actions of those people will not stop? Your reasons are too untenable! What if I draw but touch a mechanism that should not be touched? What if the things in this coffin are as horrifying as the inscription describes? Do you have a way to deal with it?"

Zhang Yun shrugged, he understood Lu Mengbo's reaction and mood very well, after all, the other party had taken a too big shortcut, and he had experienced too little in this underground palace. The most important thing is that Lu Mengbo does not have any relationship with him Zhang Yun, unlike Tang Luoran and Li Yuelian, and even different from the supreme monk.

Zhang Yun said: "There is no way to deal with it, here we either find another way out, or open the coffin to try, but we can only be right and not wrong." The key to opening the coffin is in these five sentences, but it is not a direct interpretation, you need to draw it before you can try it. As for why I didn't write but painted, it was because of my experience and intuition, the experience and intuition that I had come down all the way. I need your trust, or rather gambling for treasures. ”

Treasure.

Lu Mengbo thought of the treasures that might exist in the coffin very unhappily, and thought of the "No Divine Sword Spectrum" that would be in his hands as long as he did it. These things made the little girl's heart itch a little, and all the doubts and self-confidence in Zhang Yun, and their disgust for Tang Luoran's unwarranted trust in Zhang Yun began to fall into disadvantage.

"If I die, the ghost won't let you go. "Even if you agree, you have to say something cruel, probably this is Lu Mengbo's temperament.

Zhang Yun nodded indifferently and said: "Yes, if you die, we will also die, if you really don't let me go when the time comes, then don't let it go." But I also have a question, do you have enough ink?"