Chapter 67: Ancient Paintings in the Wall

Liu Ziang stopped talking, just looked at Xu Ling with difficulty.

Xu Ling didn't speak anymore, shook his head with an ugly face, and took Ling'er to the side.

His head was bowed, his brows furrowed.

I don't know if I'm thinking about it, or if I'm in a heavy mood.

Liu Ziang sighed heavily, thought for a while, and then asked, "Is there a way to break through?" ”

"If it is a plasma light curtain, it can be simply understood as a light curtain with extremely high temperature."

"If there's something that can withstand the temperature of the light curtain, you're going to get out."

"High temperature?" Muttering, Liu Ziang looked towards the door frame of the stone door.

A second later, he jerked forward. rushed to a coffin.

Grabbing the lid of the sarcophagus, he lifted it, and then threw it towards the light curtain of the stone door.

The ability of the stone to resist high temperatures should not be weak.

However, when the lid of the stone coffin was thrown into the light curtain, a muffled sound was heard.

As soon as the lid of the stone coffin touched the pale blue curtain of light, it melted into liquid.

"Damn!" Liu Ziang scolded secretly in his heart, and secretly glanced at the fat man again.

Fortunately, it was the fat man who was tempted before, and if it was himself, he was afraid that his fingers would have melted.

"At the very least, it needs to be metal to resist it." Xu Ling shook his head, slightly helpless.

"Metal?"

Hearing this, Liu Ziang subconsciously wanted to draw his knife.

But he soon realized that even if his knife could withstand the plasma light curtain, it would not be able to get out.

I tilted my head and saw the golden coffin on my back.

"The golden coffin?" At that moment, Liu Ziang wanted to untie the coffin.

But then, he immediately shook his head and scolded himself for being really deadly!

In case the golden coffin can't stand it, it is melted by the blue light curtain. The ancestors in there have no restraints.

When the time comes, if you don't starve to death in this small space, you will be killed by the ancestors.

Retracting the hand that unlocked the golden coffin, Liu Ziang raised his head and looked around again, and could only find other objects.

Xu Ling finally calmed down completely after a while.

She first looked at Liu Ziang, "Be faster, Chen Shan and they shouldn't be able to hold out for long." ”

"Some of their ammunition is insufficient."

With that, she looked back into the room.

At the same time, she led Ling'er to pace in the limited space by the wall.

"Why do these float in the air?" Everyone fell silent, and there was a milky voice.

It's the bell's!

I saw her stretching out her grandmother's little hand and pointing to the two-tiered coffin floating in the air.

None of them had a head at all.

After hearing the sound of the bell, they all followed her hand and looked towards the coffin floating in the air.

"Dad, I want to go up and play, can you pick me up?"

Why the coffin can float up, everyone has long had questions in their hearts.

But this is more difficult to understand than trying to find out where the plasma light curtain energy source is.

Didn't pay much attention to it.

The three of them glanced at each other, then withdrew their gaze. But the sound of the bell continued.

"Dad, will you carry me up?" When Liu Ziang cast an inquiring glance at Xu Ling, Ling'er's cute voice came out again.

Xu Ling didn't speak, just nodded indifferently.

Liu Ziang stretched out his hand, jumped up slightly, and put his hand on the lid of the middle coffin.

The coffin floats in the air and is very stable. Liu Ziang's whole body was hanging on it, and the coffin didn't move.

After knowing that the coffin could catch Ling'er, Liu Ziang picked up Ling'er and put it on the coffin.

Doing this, I just want to calm Ling'er.

After all, there is a good chance that they will die here next.

It's good to make Ling'er happy before she dies.

It's a pity that she has been bound here for more than 2,000 years, and in the end she still has to die here!

"Dad, there's a painting there!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she climbed into the coffin, Ling'er stretched out her hand and pointed to the wall in front of the room.

"Painting?"

Everyone frowned.

After one glance, everyone turned their gaze towards the wall.

But the arm of the wall that Xu Ling pointed to was blank and there was nothing.

But Ling'er is simple-minded, so there is no possibility of lying.

"The angle is wrong!" Xu Ling was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

Without saying a word, he walked to the nearest coffin, jumped up gently, hooked the top of the coffin, and turned over.

Very sharp and fast.

When Liu Ziang heard this, he also quickly jumped to the top of the second coffin.

"Huh?"

However, soon, Liu Ziang and Xu Ling's brows were still furrowed heavily.

Even if they climbed up to the second coffin, even if they were at the same angle as Ling'er.

But in their eyes, there is still nothing.

The wall, even in the blue light, looked unusually pale.

Until the fat man also climbed to the top of the second coffin, his pupils glowed blue and looked towards the wall.

"There's really a painting."

Liu Ziang and Xu Ling raised their eyebrows and moved their gazes.

It's just that Liu Ziang looked at Ling'er.

Xu Ling looked at the fat man.

Along the way, blue light often appeared in the fat man's pupils, and Xu Ling had certainly noticed it.

Only then did she finally take it back.

looked at the fat man, but asked Liu Ziang: "What can the fat man see in these eyes?" ”

Liu Ziang didn't answer, just stared at Ling'er, and said incredulously: "Ling'er, your eyes can see things that ordinary people can't see?" ”

Ling'er didn't answer, just giggled.

The fat man didn't answer either. He squatted on the coffin, stepped on the coffin as fast as he could, and walked to the wall.

Raised his hand to cover the wall pale in the blue light.

Blue light burst out of the fat man's palm.

Immediately, it was like a drop of blue ink in the water!

The blue ink melts and dyes the water blue.

The wall, also with the fat man's hand as the origin, was quickly stained with blue.

Just as the blue was spreading, a painting appeared in the eyes of Liu Ziang and Xu Ling.

Liu Ziang's brows furrowed slightly.

Xu Ling looked surprised.

However, as the blue color on the wall became more and more, the content of the painting became clearer and clearer, and the faces of Liu Ziang and Xu Ling changed at the same time.

"What is this?"

Finally, after a minute, the painting on the wall was completely revealed to everyone.

Xu Ling couldn't hold back, pointed to the painting and exclaimed, "This painting is this underground world, Taoyuan Immortal Village?" ”

Liu Ziang frowned, bowed and quickly climbed to the wall to watch carefully.

Painting.

It's divided into three parts!

The first part, located on the right side of the wall.

The content of the painting is very simple, it is a small mountain village - Taoyuan Mountain Village!

That's right, it's the pattern found in every house in the village at the foot of the mountain.

Naturally, the arrangement of the houses in the whole village is exactly the same as in reality.

It's just that in the painting, the population is much larger, and it seems to be very lively.

The second part captured the entire left side of the wall.

It's a mountain!

The mountains are full of forests! At the top of the mountain, there is also a stone house.

Judging from the shape of the mountain, no matter how you look at it, it is the mountain where Liu Ziang and his party are now.

It's just that on the mountain in the painting, there are many people.

These people lined up in a column and walked reverently towards the stone house at the top of the mountain.

Liu Ziang looked at it carefully for a long time, and he found that among the people who went up the mountain in the painting, there were many familiar faces that he had seen not long ago.

If there is no third part, the painting is the underground world that is depicted.

It's just that some details have been expanded.

For example, the people in the village under the mountain, and the people who go up the mountain.

Another example is the village under the mountain and the part of the mountain, which has been enlarged in due course.

It's a pity that there is a third part of the painting.

It is this third part that completely overrides the content of the painting.