The group of murals is located on both sides of the east wall of the porch, and the sixteen dancers are raised above the top, or the palms are the breasts, the demeanor is delicate, the waist is thin and the breasts are exposed, and the skirt is floating. His painting techniques are similar to those of the iron line drawing and gossamer drawing that were popular in the Western Regions from the third to the fifth centuries, and the colors are light and soft, looming, inheriting the highest artistic realm of "love", "taste" and "glamour" in the aesthetic ideas of ancient Indian dance and painting.

According to local conditions, Aunt Ge used the murals in the Torin Temple to form an illusion formation to trap the enemy's mind and body. If Ding Jun didn't have the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration**" body protection, he would have had a mental breakdown and died.

"Very well, you are a ...... Very strong opponent......" Aunt Ge gasped, slowly ruffled her hair, and took off a gray human skin mask, revealing her true face.

She was only forty-five or sixteen years old, her face was pale, the corners of her mouth were stained with blood, and only those slender eyes were still amorous.

"Your illusion is so powerful that none of us can imagine how you disappeared from the cellar and accused the woman in the ice coffin of talking to her. This qiē, like David Copperfield's magic, is both unpredictable and extremely valuable. I believe that your illusion can imprison anyone, if I hadn't been lucky enough to cultivate the 'Heavenly Demon Disintegration**', it would be me who died tonight, and it would never be you. Ding Jun sighed.

He assassinated the other party, but he did not have the joy of victory, because it was not easy to come by.

Aunt Ge stared at Ding Jun, her eyes flowing, and her emotions were complicated.

The place where they were was was under the east wall of the porch where the sixteen Vajra dancers were. The mural portraits that have gone through the vicissitudes of time have been damaged by different processes, and many of them are mottled and missing. Because of this, the sense of historical heaviness revealed by the mural makes people afraid to look at it directly.

"I see, this must be ...... Shi Miaoshou's deliberate arrangement......" Aunt Ge said faintly while coughing up blood.

Ding Jun was puzzled and asked, "What?"

Aunt Ge smiled, and the fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes trembled gently like ancient microwaves, revealing a unique charm, and this expression was all because of the three words "stone wonderful hands".

"Illusion is like magic, it has to be done in a controlled environment, it has to be ...... Someone does the internal response. For example, when I disappeared from the cellar, I deliberately damaged the power lines to draw everyone's attention to the electric light overhead, and I instantly dived into the ice coffin. My inner response is the stone master...... Therefore, he sent people up and down to search, just bluffing, and when the others left, I could also enter and exit freely through the small door. He instructed me to do the deception, in order to lead everyone into the cellar and catch them all. Strange, right? The killer and the prey are in the same group, and you, the helpers, have become the target of the hunt......"

When Ding Jun heard this, he could only smile bitterly.

Aunt Ge lowered her head, looked at the hilt of the sword in her heart, and suddenly cried blood and sighed: "I have done so much for him, and I did not hesitate to rebel against the Ten Heavenly Eagle and rebel against Guge...... But why is he so ruthless, discarding me like a useless pawn? Originally, we said that when everyone entered the cellar, he would drop the Broken Dragon Stone, release poison gas, poison everyone, and then rescue me. But we were all almost suffocated inside, and when you had rushed out of the cellar, I escaped and called him. He asked me to set up an illusion array around the Scripture Pavilion and attack you...... He clearly knew that you had cultivated the 'Heavenly Demon Disintegration**', and you were the most direct nemesis of ancient Persian illusion...... He's trying to send me to death, isn't he? Is it? Really?"

Ding Jun was speechless, and finally realized that everyone had been deceived, and the initiator was Shi Miaoshou, who appeared as a weakling.

"Where were you when the Broken Dragon Stone fell?" He asked.

"I'm the corpse, but after using the clever disguise technique and turtle breath technique, you can't judge the authenticity. You can't imagine that Shi Miaoshou will be my internal response, and every qiē chaos is deliberately created by him......"

"Where did Shi Miaoshou go?" Ding Jun's heart was in turmoil, because this was a real reversal, and the relationship between the enemy and us had to be redefined.

"I don't know, he left me here to deal with you, he just wanted me to die. For a dead man, he also ...... Will you tell the truth?" Aunt Ge laughed miserably, and the blood flowing from the corners of her mouth wet half of her clothes.

Ding Jun retreated, he knew that Aunt Ge was already a poor puppet, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Fifteen years ago, I followed the envoy to Zada County, and I saw Shi Miaoshou deceive her, deceive her, and reveal the secret of Guge, and then his wife drew her sword and killed the messenger. Fifteen years later, like the messenger, I fell for him again, and under his sweet words, I willingly became his accomplice and his slave...... He is the true master of illusion, who can manipulate everyone's minds and be driven by him, you and me...... There are even many more people who are bewitched by him...... But what does he want......

Ding Jun couldn't help but ask himself: "Yes, why did Shi Miaoshou do so many things?" What is the ultimate goal?"

Suddenly, he thought of the jade plaque in the ice coffin, and asked hurriedly, "What's the use of that jade plaque?" Didn't the Guge envoy bring the Ten Heavenly Eagles here for the jade plate and three lives?"

Aunt Ge raised her head with difficulty, gasping hard: "I don't know...... The Ten Heavenly Aquils are just a peripheral member of the Guge, the Snow Maiden...... The Snow Maiden is ...... It's ......"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a middle-aged man in an earthy yellow cloak came with the wind, staring at Ding Jun with a look full of murderous tyranny.

"What a great place." Every word the man said seemed to be torn out between his teeth, with a chilling chill, "To die here is like to die in the tender arms of women." I've seen that this is the most refreshing and delightful part of Torin. People always have to die, so it is very important to choose a good place and a good way to die, and only people who really pay attention to the taste of life and the artistic conception of thought can understand this. Undoubtedly, you and I are both such people. ”

Ding Jun straightened his waist, put aside all kinds of confusion and distractions brought by Aunt Ge, and faced this jackal-like eerie and cunning character wholeheartedly.

The man's rectangular face is also earthy yellow, and even the eyes, eyelids, and eyebrows are ugly earthy yellow, like an adult lizard that has just emerged from the earthen forest.

"Who are you?" Ding Jun asked.

"Ha, that's not important, not at all. Now, the most important thing is that you have to choose a way to die - it's almost dawn and we are running out of time. The man bared his teeth, his earthy tongue sticking out, licking his chapped lips, "I need your blood, just as a parched earth needs rain." So, before I say goodbye, I have to say thank you. ”

He squatted down on his knees, crossed his fingers, half-clenched his fists, buckled them on his chest, and bowed to Ding Jun in a strange way.

Ding Jun smiled faintly and took a step back, concentrating his concentration and staring at the man.

"This is the highest courtesy of a sorcerer, and I know that you are a formidable opponent. Lao Jin said that you are as unfathomable as an ancient glacier and as unstoppable as an avalanche in the Himalayas. Very good, what I need is a strong hand like yours to sharpen the aura of a sorcerer—" The man stuck out his tongue again, but this time, instead of licking his lips or retracting it, he bit it with his upper and lower rows of teeth, looking horrible and ridiculous.

Suddenly, the man's feet moved, and the yellow cloak spread out like a bulging sail.

After five sounds, the cloak cracked open and became five ribbons of cloth fluttering in the wind. The man flashed forward, and the cloth belt wrapped around Ding Jun counterclockwise, binding his neck, arms, and legs respectively, which was equivalent to the torn cloak transferred from the man's body to Ding Jun without a trace.

The two had a ten-thousandth of a second of physical contact, like two magnets of the same sex repellent, and the touch was instantaneous, faster than lightning and thunder.

"And so, in about five seconds, these Soul Crackers soaked in the unique potion will create a tremendous amount of tension, and when your body is stretched to a certain extent, they will make a series of slight explosions, causing the surface of your limb junctions to tear. Under the action of both internal and external forces, you will be torn apart, like the ancient five horses divided into corpses. The man clapped his hands lightly and sighed meaningfully, "But, the 'Hunter' Ding Jun died like this?" I was a little surprised, and there were several follow-up methods that didn't work...... It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

Ding Jun sighed: "Although I don't know your name, I know that you are the one who killed Shi Hai."

"Yes, it's been so long that I've forgotten about it. The place in Afghanistan is too windy and sandy, and there is no one to find a decent place to kill people, how can it compare to the Torin Monastery? Look, all the sixteen Vajra dancers are amazingly beautiful, as if in the blink of an eye, they can come out of the mural bewitchingly......" The man pointed to the dancer on the side with her palms on her chest, "Look at this, her eyes are smart, and she looks to the side, as if she has found some treasure......"

He followed the appearance of the figures in the mural, covered his chest with his palms, turned his head to look down to the left, and suddenly let out an exclamation. In an instant, blood gushed wildly from his fingers, as if a fountain of blood suddenly burst out.

"The fresco...... The mural's eyes ......" He turned back to Aunt Ge, shouted incoherently twice, his knees weakened, and he knelt down against the mural.

"You killed Shi Hai, you should have died a long time ago. So, I didn't have any choice but to kill and kill. Ding Jun waved his hand coldly, and the cloth that had lost the man's spell control shook off like a dead snake.

"What kind of martial arts are you? I didn't feel hurt at all—" The man let go of his palm, and a cross wound appeared in his chest, half a foot wide and half a foot vertical.

Ding Jun squatted down and stared at the other party's eyes: "The cross knife I used, the ninth chapter of the Delta Force's one-move sword method to defeat the enemy, but I didn't use a tactical straight knife, but another invisible knife." Since the knife is invisible, you certainly can't feel it. Ever since I saw Shi Hai's corpse, I swore a heavy oath that one day I would avenge him with my own hands. Actually, I don't need to know what your name is, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a blood for a blood, a killing to stop killing, this is the principle of war. Got it?"

"I understand, I understand, if you kill me, it doesn't mean that you are the ultimate victor, you don't know why we are chasing and killing Shi Hai...... Hahahaha, do you know or not, you are ridiculous, very, very ridiculous, because the faith and the renewing oath you have worked so hard to maintain are so wrong...... Someday, someday you'll ...... Understand, you're not on the side of justice, hahahaha......" The man laughed wildly, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

His words were very strange, which made the doubts in Ding Jun's mind even more gray.

"Why did you kill Shi Hai?" Ding Jun asked in a muttered voice.

"Ahem...... Ahem you...... You go and ask Shi Miaoshou, right? cough cough cough ...... Just ask, and you'll get the perfect answer—" The man spat out the last mouthful of blood, lowered his head, and lost his breath.

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