Seeing the picture drawn by Zhao Xiaowen, Zhang Nanhua couldn't help but scream and stared at it tightly.

On Xiaoxue's leg in the picture, the image of Li Damin appeared again.

Li Damin stood there with his hands behind his back, his legs should be fine, looking at Xiaoxue, his eyes were like a doctor, professional and calm, and he didn't take Xiaoxue as a person at all.

When painting here, the pencil in Zhao Xiaowen's hand couldn't withstand the high-speed depiction, and it broke into two with a "click". Her right hand seemed to be unaware and was still paddling. Xie Ling hurriedly handed over another pencil.

When a picture was finally drawn, several of us were silent. Xiaoxue fell into Li Damin's hands, which was not good.

Zhao Xiaowen began to paint the third painting, and the protagonist is still Li Damin. This time, Li Damin was wearing a dress similar to a Taoist robe, quite a bit of fairy wind and bones, sitting in an open corridor room, with an incense burner behind him, and the green smoke was faint, which was very meaningful.

Zhao Xiaowen stopped, and the future of Li Damin was like this. Zhang Nanhua took the three pictures before and after, thinking about where this temple is.

Xie Ling asked another question: "Where is the night sky?" ”

Zhao Xiaowen's body began to shake, the hand holding the pen was trembling, and she drew it, she used a pencil to blacken the whole paper, at first we thought it was still a blank method, but in the end, the whole paper was black.

Pi Nanshan shouted: "I know, the night sky is already dead, otherwise why is it all black, nothing!" ”

Zhao Xiaowen's hand stopped, her body was shaking, and she seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying.

Xie Ling hesitated for a moment and asked another question, "Where is the puppeteer?" ”

Zhao Xiaowen's breath became short, her hands were trembling, and the things she drew were unconscious lines, criss-crossing and vertical, and each line was powerful through the back of the paper. Zhao Xiaowen's state has become very poor, like water in a hot pot, and when it reaches the edge of boiling, it can be sprayed out immediately.

Pi Nanshan said worriedly: "Let's stop here, don't spoil this girl." ”

Xie Ling leaned in front of Zhao Xiaowen with his hand and was about to snap his fingers, but at this time, I saw that something was wrong and said, "Wait." Then I asked them to look at the pattern on the painting.

A monster appeared in the complicated lines, this monster had a large head, like an upside-down droplet, no nose or mouth, only two large black eyes.

As soon as this thing came out, none of us spoke, and watched intently.

"This, this is a puppeteer?" Pi Nanshan couldn't believe it: "How can this old guy look like this, like a big-headed monster baby." ”

Under Zhao Xiaowen's pen, a line of fragmentary words appeared, all of them were in English, the first word was "hua", the second letter was "deor", and the third letter was "reaty", and then the pencil began to spin in circles, drawing in circles, covering these letters, and they could no longer be seen.

Xie Ling frowned: "Let her wake up, she can't continue." He put his hand in front of Zhao Xiaowen's eyes and was about to snap his fingers, and I hurriedly shouted, "Wait." ”

I sweated like rain, and stumbled and said, "Jieling, let me ask one last question, okay, I beg you." ”

Xie Ling gritted his teeth, looked at my anxious appearance, and said okay.

I trembled and said, "Zhao Xiaowen, there is a mansion called SX, do you know where it is?" ”

Zhao Xiaowen's condition is getting worse and worse, her whole body trembles, as if she is about to explode, and she is still drawing with a pen, and a rough outline of the building appears on the screen, and there is a huge vent on the roof of the building.

Zhang Nanhua sighed, "Isn't this the Ping'an Building in the city center?" ”

At this time, the pencil broke, and I anxiously asked if I still had a pencil and continued to draw. Zhao Xiaowen's nostrils began to spurt blood, and the two nostrils seemed to have turned on a switch, the blood flow couldn't be stopped, and her clothes were dripping.

Xie Ling snapped her fingers in front of her eyes, and Zhao Xiaowen seemed to have been drained of all her spirit in an instant, exhausted her strength, lost the strength to support, her thin body softened, and she fell to the sky.

Pi Nanshan was quick to hold on to his left hand, and let Zhao Xiaowen lie in the crook of his elbow.

"How could she be like this, do you need to be sent to the hospital?" I said worriedly.

Xie Ling sighed: "It's too much, let's go and rest first." ”

Pi Nanshan picked up the girl and sent her to the bedroom inside. Zhang Nanhua and Xie Ling were studying with these pieces of paper.

I stared at the last piece of paper with the Heian Building, the place called SX should be in the Heian Building, that is, the pottery was hidden in that place.

"What does the last question mean?" Xie Ling asked me suddenly.

I squeaked and didn't say anything, SX This place involves the fire pottery. Fire pottery is one of the seven artifacts, the so-called defense of the heart is indispensable, before everything is settled, less is better.

At this time, Pi Nanshan came out and relieved me, he said that Zhao Xiaowen had fallen asleep, and then sat next to Zhang Nanhua, looking at a few pictures and frowning, "These pictures are too mysterious, and it doesn't make much sense to draw them." ”

Zhang Nanhua stared closely at the picture of Xiaoxue's painful delivery, his hands clenched tightly and creaked. He asked Pinan Mountain if he had any impression of this temple?

Pi Nanshan sighed, shook his head and said, "I've never seen it. Anyway, let's put it this way, there is absolutely no such temple in Jiangbei City. ”

"Nanhua, don't worry," Xie Ling said: "It's easy to do it if you have clues." Let's photocopy and distribute the picture, or hang it on the Internet, there must be someone who knows. ”

Zhang Nanhua put away the two pictures about Li Damin, stood up to leave, and he was anxious to find their location as soon as possible.

Xie Ling said: "I can't speak English well, you can help me see what these three words are." ”

There are three very inexplicable words on the paper that Zhao Xiaowen just drawn, which are "hua", "deor" and "reaty". Zhang Nanhua glanced at it and said, "Each of these words is missing a letter. As he spoke, he picked up his pen and added a stroke after each word. They became "huan", "deoy" and "treaty".

After writing, Zhang Nanhua left in a hurry and didn't say goodbye to us.

Pi Nanshan looked at Xie Ling, and then looked at me, "Lin Cong, what do you mean, Lao Xie and I are both blind." ”

"The three words are 'humanity,' 'destruction,' and 'planning,' respectively. ”

Pi Nanshan's eyes widened and his brows opened, and he said in great surprise, "A plan to destroy the human race? ”

"So to speak." I looked at this picture thoughtfully, in addition to the jumble lines and these three inexplicable words, there was also a strange monster with a triangular head and black eyes, and no mouth or nose.

For some reason, the more I looked at this monster, the more it seemed like I had seen or heard of it somewhere.

Xie Ling sighed deeply and rolled up the picture.

"Wait," I said suddenly, "Xie Ling, do you remember the story of Chaoyang Guan Lao Dao telling the story of never sleeping?" ”

Xie Ling looked at me.

"It said that I saw Meng Po in the night, it was a monster, that is, a big head and a small body, two big black eyes, how could it be so similar to the picture depicted?" I screamed, my voice getting higher and higher, and the excitement I got more and more excited.

Pi Nanshan listened to Zhang Nanhua talk about the origin of the sleepless sky, and quickly nodded and said, yes, there is such a paragraph.

Xie Ling didn't say anything, and calmly said to me, what do you think.

"If, I'm talking about if," I said, "Xiaowen just drew a puppeteer, and what she saw in the night was Meng Po, if these two monsters are the same...... Meng Po is a puppeteer? ”

Xie Ling immediately shook his head: "The puppeteer is indeed very powerful, but it is definitely not Meng Po, I can guarantee this." ”

I scratch my head, then I don't know.

"You still remember the three months I left. "Pi Nanshan and I nodded, and Pi Nanshan said, you said you want to go back and save the world.

"Yes, now that my world has been saved, it's likely that your world will be next." Xie Ling said: "Zhao Xiaowen sees the future of your world, if you repeat the mistakes of the past, it is likely to be like this, in the near future, a large part of the human race in your world will die, this is an extinction plan that has been brewing for a long time." ”

I was dazed by the fact that there were so many conspiracy theories that there were doomsday claims in all religions and sects, and it was really not new.

Xie Ling said: "Why is there an image similar to Meng Po in the depiction of the puppeteer, in fact, it is easy to explain, the puppeteer has become a believer of Meng Po, just like Never Yetian, and signed an agreement with the demon and sold his soul!" In fact, this is Meng Po herself. He pointed to the monster with the big head.

Pi Nanshan yawned, obviously not interested, and the more he listened, the more sleepy he became: "People die and birds face the sky, and they don't die for thousands of years, it's really boring to think about this." People will die. ”

"What if these monsters torture your soul?" Xie Ling said word by word: "Even if you are out of the physical body, your consciousness still exists, and you have been tortured endlessly. ”

"That's hell." Pi Nanshan said lazily, not taking these seriously, and suddenly came to his senses as he spoke: "I suddenly have an idea, if according to the old explanation, in the future, Meng Po and her lackeys will destroy human beings, and then torture the soul after death, won't the whole world be the underworld?" Could it be that Meng Po's ultimate goal is to transform the world into the underworld? ”

"If you don't sleep, you must still be alive." Xie Ling looked at the completely blackened piece of paper and said word by word, "He is likely to be involved in this plan." ”