Chapter 233: Blood Painted Mural

The secret room underground, there was no light, nothing could be seen clearly, it was very dark.

Fortunately, I have a way of doing things, and my eyes are different from ordinary people, so I can see things clearly in the dark and avoid falling.

It was still relatively deep below, and it took more than 20 stone stairs to go down.

After going down, there is a large secret room, and the top and bottom are all covered with bluestones, and I don't know how to complete this underground project in the first place, so it took a lot of effort to think about it.

Mo Tianji led the way in front.

"Come with me over here. The mural is there, you can come and have a look. "

I stopped looking around, followed Mo Tianji forward, and came to a corner of the secret room.

There was a stone wall, as high as this chamber, nearly five meters tall. There are no traces of polishing on the stone wall, and it seems that the leather surface was cut directly from the mountain and transferred here.

On the stone wall, there are vague patterns depicted, and at first glance you can't really see anything, and it is very blurry.

I leaned over to the front and looked at it with wide eyes.

That's when I found out. On this piece of mural, what is depicted is indeed a big snake, not a big snake, but many, entangled together, like a nest.

Because it's very vague. It's also an incomplete pattern, and it's impossible to count how many big snakes there are.

There were some scribbled words on the side, and I glanced at them, and I didn't recognize a single word when I looked at the lines that seemed to be drawn randomly.

But what I can see is that these big snakes are indeed very similar to the big snake on my back, almost the same.

This is the giant snake that once pulled the coffin in Kowloon, and was called "dragon" at that time.

I have never seen the pattern of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin, and there are very few records of it, as if this thing cannot be depicted.

It is similar to Xiao Jiu's "no phase".

This was the first time I saw the last time the coffin was pulled in Kowloon.

But there are only snakes here, no coffins.

I watched very carefully, stared at it for a long time, and didn't let go of every penny, and when I finally finished reading, my eyes hurt a little.

During this period, Mo Tianji did not make any sound.

After I finished reading it, I retracted my gaze before Mo Tianji spoke.

"Xiaoyou, how is it, do you see something?"

I replied, "Although the pattern on this is blurred, it is indeed the same as the pattern on my back, which belongs to the giant snake that pulled the coffin in Kowloon last time. "

"This pattern may just depict this thing, and it doesn't have any special meaning."

Mo Tianji shook his head, pointed to the scribbled words next to him, and said, "If there were no inscriptions, we would have thought that they were improvised by our ancestors." "

"What is this word. I don't know any of them. I frowned.

It was the words written by the ancestor Linxing, who should have been on the verge of collapse at that time, and wrote down his feelings at will, but did not write the font completely. Through the efforts of the ancestors of the Mo family over the generations, these words have been translated and sorted out. "

"Oh?" I groaned and looked at him quizzically.

Mo Tianji knew what I meant, and immediately said: "The words inscribed on it are 'The Yellow River wants to go to the nine heavens, but has no choice but to sit in the coffin blood river, and the Nine Dragons pull the coffin all night..."." "

He said three sentences like poetry, and when he said this, he stopped.

It's definitely not finished.

I waited quietly for a while, and he didn't mean to continue.

I asked, "Why don't you say it?" "

"That's all." Mo Tianji said.

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "That's all?" It can't be, it's obviously not over yet, isn't it? "

"The ancestor didn't write it at the beginning, and he didn't have the strength to write the rest, which was painted by him using his own blood to condense the essence. Drawing this pattern and writing it down almost cost him half his life, and that's all he left to say. "

After Mo Tianji finished speaking, he sighed again.

I was a little disappointed, I always felt that I had missed some important news, but it was useless to think about it, it only added to my troubles.

"The Yellow River wants to go up to the nine heavens, but I have no choice but to sit in the coffin in the river of blood, and Kowloon pulls the coffin all night..."

Suddenly, I was particularly curious about the words "blood river".

Because I once followed it to a special place on the coffin of the Nine Dragons, which was a land of blood.

In the Land of Rivers of Blood. I almost disappeared without a sound, but Xiao Jiu took the risk and dragged me and Jiulong out of the coffin together.

So I suspect that the River of Blood in the inscription may have something to do with the Land of the River of Blood.

This thought came to me as it became more and more serious, and I always felt that there was a connection.

asked Mo Tianji: "What do you mean by these three sentences?" "

Their Mo family has been thinking about it for many generations, and they will definitely understand something, maybe there will be news involving the Land of the Blood River.

Mo Tianji shook his head: "No." "

"No?" I'm not convinced.

"Little friend, don't doubt it, I'm really not lying to you. Regarding the Nine Dragons coffin, it was originally something that could not be explained for thousands of years. These three sentences are too abrupt, and there are no clues, and the meanings interpreted are strange, and each has its own understanding, but it doesn't make sense. So this mural has always been a mystery, and until my generation, I have never understood the deep meaning of it. "

I stared into Mo Tianji's eyes, and looking at him, it didn't look like he was lying.

Come to think of it, no one knows where that land of blood exists. I haven't heard of such a place anywhere, but I can know that I went through the Nine Dragons to pull the coffin.

If it's an ordinary person. It is completely impossible to get to the coffin in Kowloon.

Even if you go to the land of the Blood River, you can't come out again.

It's perfectly normal that no one knows, and it's hard to read the meaning.