Chapter 113: The Spirit Snake Reappears
The two walked down the cobblestone path towards the bamboo house. When he got closer, Yao Jinmo opened the door panel with a babbling sound, but what caught his eye was a large wall painting.
The wall is divided into nine pieces according to the shape of the field, three horizontal and three vertical, all of which are painted with completely different scenes, which seem to be related, but seem to be disorganized. And there is a gap in the division that extends into the wall, which seems to be a mechanism!
After the two looked at each other, they approached and took a closer look, but they didn't dare to act rashly, so they had to investigate the other situations in the house first.
In front of the wall is a bamboo table and several bamboo chairs, and next to it is a bamboo window. Sunlight poured in through the rolled up bamboo curtains, illuminating the room very brightly. Approaching the inner room, it is no different from the boudoir of ordinary boudoir women, decorated with vases and flowers, and there are paintings written by famous artists on the wall, so there is nothing else, and the front hall is generally based on simplicity.
The difference is that there are two beds in the opposite corners of the room, one of which is equipped with beaded curtains, and the bedding pillowcases are mainly light blue, which should be what Zijin sleeps on, and the other one is dark color should be what Li Daoquan sleeps on.
"Xuanse?" When his gaze moved to the dark bed, Green Bead suddenly buzzed in his head, inadvertently repeating the word.
Yao Jinmo looked for his voice and skimmed to the green bead and said, "Li Daoquan has always liked to wear dark clothes. ”
Lu Zhu was clear: "If this is the case, Li Daoquan's identity needs to be investigated!" ”
She had seen Li Daoquan, and he was wearing a dark robe at that time, and this kind of coincidence was inevitably too coincidental!
And when they carefully examined the beds and picture scrolls in the back room, they did not find any useful clues or objects as before, so the two of them finally walked to the front room and stopped at the wall painting.
The objects painted on the wall are all related to the reeds, the height is uneven, and the different scenes are lined with this, and the mystery of this mural must be inseparable from the reeds painted.
Just, reeds?
Suddenly, fragments flashed in Luzhu's mind, and the voice of the little girl singing ballads echoed in her head, shuttling through the chaotic memories, and there was a sense of stinging.
"The reeds are high, and the reeds are ......", Lu Zhu couldn't hear what it was, but the back of his head was even more swollen and painful when he tried to think about it. She squatted down with her head in her hands, and also (5) ◇ dǐng (5) ◇ diǎn (5) ◇ small (5) ◇ said, .♂.≠os_ (); It's trying to remember, frowning painfully.
Seeing this, Yao Jinmo looked at her quietly, she was going to remember something again.
Gradually, the voice in my head gradually became clear, and the fragments converged into a beautiful nursery rhyme. Relieving his spirits, Luzhu stood up and came to the wall painting, gently touching the wall that was a little uneven due to the mural carving.
"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are like snow and snow." Midori blurted out, and then his palm stopped on a piece of wall near the bottom, on which the vast sea of reeds by the lake was drawn, and if you looked at it from a distance, you would really think that it was a thick layer of snow.
After touching it carefully a few times, the green bead pressed hard inside, and then the wall made a muffled thud, and the place where she pressed collapsed. And the two of them stared at this place in unison at the moment, waited for a while, and didn't see anything unusual, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at each other diǎn diǎn head,
Then Lu Zhu recited the nursery rhyme just now: "The reed knows the wind and the storm the most, and the reed knows the rain the most." Then she stopped at another wall with the reeds swaying by the lake in the wind and rain, which reached her chest, and she pressed it hard again, and then there was another thud, and the wall collapsed again.
"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are playing hide and seek." Yao Jinmo had already heard the clue in it, listening to what the green bead was reading next, looking for a wall block with a hide-and-seek painting, but this piece was above the head of the green bead, which could be reached, but could not be used to exert its strength. Yao Jinmo stretched out his hand and pressed it on the wall, not surprisingly, it was no different from the previous situation.
The three pieces in a row were all correct, and the green beads suddenly came with confidence, and the voice of reciting the nursery rhyme was more stable and determined.
"How many high-ranking celebrities and fortunes,"
"It's all cowherds back then."
"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and they look at each other across the mountains and water. This side of the reed is the hometown, and the other side of the reed is the ocean. ”
"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are busy weaving."
"Weave into my bag and accompany me on a long voyage."
The next 5 pieces were all green beads, and Yao Jinmo pressed them, and the speed was also much faster, but after a while, only the last piece was left.
"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, the reed flute is melodious, and the shepherd boy is in the distance, which makes people worry about their father and mother."
The last piece is in the middle of the middle, and the nursery rhyme is also in the last line, and the two of them look at the wall, and the picture is a picture of a man playing a flute by a reed, and a shepherd boy sitting on a ox, echoing in the distance.
The last piece is very important, and I don't know what kind of scene it will be after cracking, the two looked at each other for a moment, waiting for each other's consent, Yao Jinmo stretched out his hand and gently covered the middle wall, paused for a moment, and suddenly after a forceful, violent bang, followed by a sound similar to the rotation of gears, accompanied by the sound of rubbing against the wall, like a thunderbolt, the sound fell on the hearts of the two. The two of them are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and their hearts are troubled, but they must wait quietly with such inaction. With a random click, the gear seemed to find a groove and fell steadily, and then the wall blocks on the wall occasionally protruded, and the unraised ones moved in the gaps in between, just like a modern Rubik's cube, and the sound of stone friction was like an alarm bell.
During the movement, some of the wall blocks were already showing wall marks similar to words. Because of the passage of time, the paint on the mural has faded a little, but it is still faintly recognizable. The two of them stared hard at the ink-colored word that had been pieced together in the snow-white reeds, and vaguely seemed to see--Nan!
"Nan?" The two uttered the word almost at the same time.
Looking at each other, the two wanted to continue to look towards the still moving wall, but suddenly there was a gentle and continuous sound of the qin, and the person who used the qin deliberately used internal force to blur the source of the sound, so that the two only heard the sound of the qin, but the sound of the qin almost came from all directions.
Yao Jinmo frowned, and was about to find out where the source was, but then he heard a sound similar to the skin of flesh rubbing against the ground, and a hissing sound that only snakes can make.
The two of them reflexively turned around quickly, but they saw a snake formation that was no different from the group of snakes seen in the stone cave, but they seemed to be soothed by the sound of the qin, and under the gentle and continuous sound of the qin, they only crawled slowly towards the two, and there was no too excitement and irritability for the time being.
Spirit snake? It seems that the one named Zijin is back? (To be continued.) )