The sky outside the cave is still sunny and sunny, and this weather is very suitable for groups to visit scenic spots such as 'Pear Blossom Valley'.

The spectacle of snow butterflies full of flowers and flowers in the sky sounds not only magical but also very desirable.

Now they stand in the valley, and the purest place in the valley: the Soul Eye.

But this eye is not pure and pure at all, but hides a huge crisis and incomprehensible secrets, and they have just fallen into it and almost been wiped out.

Kang Ran leaned on the pear blossom tree and looked up at the clear sky, and his face was a little gloomy, he no longer had the ability to shuttle between dreams and reality thousands of years ago, in this life they are just mortals, can only be a regret of returning without success with more than enough heart?

If they withdraw all of them according to Lan Tianxing's preset because of fear, they can not only ensure the glory and wealth, fine clothes and food in this life, but also enjoy the longevity of Nanshan without panic.

But deep down, can they really regard all this as a dream?

Ji Lang asked very concerned beside Huatang, "How does the owner feel about it, is it better?" ”。

"It's okay..."Hua Tang looked at the dim bead in his palm and smiled bitterly, "Maybe within three or five days... It can't be restored! ”。

"It's... Because of my young master? Ji Lang tried to ask, Lan Tianxing had sealed the pearl of this jasper bead with the blood of the god of war.

Hua Tang looked in the direction Qingchuan was standing and smiled, then shook his head, "Not sure, maybe... There are other reasons as well...".

"Oh? What does the owner mean..."Ji Lang didn't understand, and then asked, "Are there still uncertain factors?" ”。

Three days will soon pass, and if they can't find an effective solution as soon as possible, they will only return in vain after three days, and it is still unknown whether they can retreat with their whole body.

"Hmmm! We... I can only do my best, as for the result..."Hua Tang sighed and did not finish.

The jasper beads of the owner of Huazhuang have lost their pearl luster, even if they force themselves into the cave and lose the treasure to shine in the shade, they still can't do anything, and it is very likely that they will fall into it again.

The Rose King had no desire to participate in the discussion at this time, nor was she in the mood to sigh for a long time, she was concerned about the pictures on the cave walls.

Hua Tang has already shared all the pictures he has taken to your mobile phones, and the Rose King is carefully studying them one by one. Perhaps the woman's mind is more delicate and imaginative, and she has always felt that there are many unspeakable messages hidden in these murals.

Thousands of years ago, the Zen master was the master of the 'girl', and it was he who guided the 'girl' to enter the right path of cultivation, so that it had the opportunity to achieve positive results after a thousand years.

Because of the cause and effect of those lifetimes, Kang Ran should be able to read some basic information even if he can't fully decipher it, and it was only under his reminder that Hua Tang took these photos at that time.

So although he knew that Kang Ran was still in a weak trance, the Rose King still had some difficulties for a strong man to come to him to exchange information.

Three days was also fleeting to some extent, and she couldn't and didn't dare not hurry.

The picture is not very clear, not only was the light very dim when shooting, but the front of the screen seemed to be covered by a layer of blood-colored fog, which could only be explained by imagination and half-guessing.

The bed tents, beaded curtains, and candle shadows are shaken red, and the bed tents and windows are decorated with big red wedding characters.

The beaded curtain was half-hidden, and the veil beside the bed was lifted, and by guesswork and normal logical reasoning, I could sense that there was someone on the bed.

The brocade quilt is embroidered with colorful Luan Feng and Ming, and the white-headed mandarin duck playing in the water, the artistic conception of this scene is that someone is newly married and has entered the cave room, which is a very festive and happy picture.

The next few paintings are roughly the same scene, but the details are slightly different, and when you play them one after another, it's like you're watching a comic book.

The plot of the story is tight and continuous, and the person who paints it should also be a very patient or logical talent.

But who has the ability to suppress the ghosts in the cave to carve these patterns, and then drive those things to keep the secret after carving?

Is it really the legendary 'girl' who only hears her name and doesn't see her form?

Did she anticipate the events of a thousand years later, and had planted these clues waiting for them to decipher?

But what is she doing it for? Is it a secret that cannot be divulged and can only be expressed so secretly?

The few proverbs left by Xiaoyue back then were already an unsolved puzzle, and now there is another one more question here, and one is sad. Why do they embarrass these close friends and relatives like this, is it also a doomed result?

Cui Yan once said that she had seen a scene in a mirror.

Is it the young lady of the Lan family who sleeps in a coffin and there are people with her, does the person who carved these pictures think that the coffin is unsightly or unlucky, and deliberately painted it into a cave room, wanting them to be together for a long time?

All the patterns on the picture have scenes and objects, and they are depicted in great detail, but there is no information about 'people'.

The plot of the metaphor is very dark, but the information is so secret, is it because the 'girl' has always been unattainable for the young master Yun Yu and cannot marry him, so she can only express this long-cherished wish in this way?

It seems that this explanation is reasonable.

If that were the case, the drawings would mean nothing to them. It's just like reading the information, half-reading and half-guessing to restore the unrequited love story of a thousand years ago?

The sky was dim and dark, with no stars or moons in the sky, and the surroundings were shrouded in a faint blue smoke, as if it were dusk.

I couldn't see the direction of the sunset, the sky was not completely dark, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road.

The road in front of her was still long, long, and she seemed to be only on the road after a long, long walk, and the surroundings were empty and silent, except for her, there was only a blue mist and the faint twilight of the distant sky.

It seems that she is the only one left between heaven and earth, and it is impossible for her to ask someone for directions. Only she, a lonely and tired pedestrian, has been walking aimlessly and persistently.

There seemed to be the sound of running water in the faint smoke, and the Rose King looked over to find the location of the flowing water. She knew that there was a stream running through the valley, and if she could find it, it would prove that she was still near the valley, and she could find the small pond to join her brothers as soon as possible.

The stream flowed along the mountain, the water was crystal clear, and there were still petals drifting from the water, and she had seen this beautiful scenery in the pear blossom valley more than once.

At the end of the river bridge, an exquisite pavilion and palace are hidden in a faint blue mist, golden and brilliant, carved beams and paintings, extremely luxurious, like a fairy palace.

The petals fell between the winding paths of the pavilion, there was no wind, everything was very silent, and the silence was a little chilling.

There was a stream flowing under the bridge, still quiet, without a trace of the murmuring of running water, nor a trace of churning waves. It was as if she had strayed into a picture with a beautiful view, and people were swimming in the painting.

The Rose King tried her best to calm down and think about the problem, since there was a palace of such a luxurious scale, and it should be inhabited inside, even if she, a pedestrian who accidentally got lost, couldn't go in and ask for directions outside the door, right?

The door of the temple was only hidden, and the Rose King reached out and knocked on it as if she had not touched anything, and she knocked a few more times, but the sound of the knock was so slight that she did not even hear it, let alone that the people inside would come out to open the door for her, or patiently show her the way.

The Rose King knocked a few more times but no one answered, and Sister Mei, who was not very gentle-tempered, pushed the door and broke in. Whether it's heaven or hell inside, you have to go in and see it with your own eyes to find out, right?

"Since my sister can come here, it is also with us..."A very gentle and soft voice came out, sounding a little familiar after a long time.

"Ma'am? The Rose King looked up in shock, and in the midst of the faint blue mist, a woman with long hair and a white dress was smiling at her, like a dream, floating in the wind.

According to the kinship in the earthly world, the Rose King should be regarded as the half-sister of Dusty Dream. But I don't know if their kinship counts in this illusory environment?

"Sister come with me..."The lady floated over and took the Rose King's hand, and led her all the way to the depths of the temple...