I thought they were going to ask the man for help, but no, they started to besiege the man and the eight retinue, and countless fragments of the shot unfolded in the frame, the man holding the tinder bead, and the countless armies disappeared everywhere he passed, and the vast land turned black. As time went on, there was only one dot left on the screen, and the small dot was almost invisible, but inside the dot, there were still nine people, the man and his eight followers.

Instead of turning into a stream of water, as in the previous ones, the painting disappeared, like water vapor in the air.

Then the sixth scroll opened, and in this painting there were only nine people, and it was a still painting, like a relief, with eight guards already dead, lying on the ground like dry bones. The man in the painting is kneeling down to the tinder, the tinder is floating in the air, he has a weird smile on his face, he is kneeling on the ground, hunched over, but his face is turned to look at me.

Those swollen eyes were full of respect, but they were also full of evil, and I was horrified to look at.

I don't know how long it took, but the picture finally disappeared, and the man's face was like a fallen leaf, and like a broken glass, suddenly cracked like that, and then turned into a stream of water.

All the currents of water gathered together to make up the man's face, and this picture was so huge that it took up the entire top of the burial chamber, and I was wondering why the other two pictures didn't come out.

I saw two beams of bright light passing across the man's face, one beam of bright light turned into a sun, and the other beam of light turned into fire, and the fire slowly melted and turned into an arm.

The whole painting was still, and I could see it.

The man holds a tinder in his hand and has a sun on his head.

The eight golden coffins suddenly rose from the sunken layer of earth, forming a "one" and arranging them in front of my eyes, and then the floor of the burial chamber dissolved into countless pieces and began to reassemble, and the golden coffins slowly moved with this combination.

I stubbornly looked into the gaze of the man at the top of the wall and watched as the eight coffins swirled and slowly returned to the same way I had been when I entered the tomb.

There is a large ring on the ground.

Eight coffins are surrounded by the ring.

The face on the top of the wall was gone, and I just felt like someone had pushed me, and my hand was cold and stiff, and my scalp was about to explode!

"Who!" I yelled and turned away.

A pair of big eyes that happened to be staring at me, almost touching the tips of their noses.

My heart pounded to my throat, and my body involuntarily retreated until it hit the golden coffin, and I couldn't retreat anymore.

That person was standing where I had just been, with a slight smile on his face, looking at me with great respect, without the slightest malice, but his face was pale and blue, like a living ghost!

"Who the hell are you?" I shouted, and I was pretending to be a gut.

"Me." His Adam's apple tossed up and down for a long time, and finally he could hold back a word, like a child who has just learned to speak.

"You!" My hands were clasped around the coffin, my legs were a little numb, and his voice was so weird, like an echo in a spiral steel pipe.

He stared at me, his brow furrowed suddenly, "I, yes, who." He touched his head and tilted his neck in thought.

I swallowed and cautiously asked, "You are the man in the mural?" ”

His eyes suddenly changed from confusion to pride: "I am resurrected!" His voice was still like an echo, just with some human feelings, but after he said this, his face couldn't help but feel sad, and he shook his head: "No, it's not me." ”

"Who the hell are you?" I almost couldn't resist going up and kicking him to death, his movements were so stiff, hard like a skeleton.

He lowered his head and kept whispering, "It's not me." After a long time, he finally raised his head and looked at me: "I'm waiting for you!" ”

"Wait for me?"

He kept tearing his hair, and the white linen clothes on his body fell off his body because of his constant writhing, and he was naked in an instant.

"I forgot." He shook his head, looked at his body, and then chose one of the golden armor on the ground to put on his body, and he did it all, completely ignoring my eyes.

I didn't even dare to move, and in such a tomb, a person suddenly came out, and I was so frightened that my soul was about to fly.

After a long time, he finally finished dressing, he looked down at himself, and said faintly, "It seems to be very inappropriate." ”

My mind quickly flashed a figure, this person, I have actually seen!

But because of my nervousness, I couldn't really think of who he was.

"I was waiting for you, but I forgot." He tilted his head and looked at me haughtily: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. A thousand years? Or 10,000 years? I don't remember anymore, it's been too long, it's been too long. He muttered to himself, as if to say, "Long time no see." ”

"Are you a human or a ghost?" I said, as I spoke, my toes were already on the ground, and as soon as he said he was a ghost, I immediately pounced on him and restrained him.

"People? Ghost? He looked at me confused: "Is there a difference?" ”

I didn't speak, I don't know what to say.

He muttered to himself, "Aren't ghosts and humans a state of life in the Buddha's and Tao's worldviews?" What if it's a ghost, what if it's a human? ”

I still didn't speak.

"I am a demon, but what is the difference between a demon and a human?" He pointed at me and asked aloud, "Tell me, what's the difference!" ”

I was so frightened that I shouted without thinking, "Man and demon are not separate!" ”

"......" He was stunned, and after a long time, he suddenly began to laugh, and the laughter was like scraping an iron sheet with a knife, and goosebumps all over his body rose: "Why do Buddhas and Laojun have to stand on the side of humans to deal with demons?" ”

He continued to laugh, but his laugh had stiffened: "You tell me? ”

"I don't know." I shook my head.

"Your cat and dog are fighting, will you help the dog fight the cat together?" He turned around abruptly and clenched his fists and slammed into the wall.

I was startled, but replied, "I won't." ”

He turned around and pointed at me: "Then tell me, what is the difference between a Buddha and a demon!" ”

"Who the hell are you, what do you mean! Don't ask me again, I don't know! I shouted loudly and covered my ears, it is undeniable that what he said makes sense, people and ghosts fight, why should Buddhism help people destroy ghosts!

There are good people and bad people, and ghosts have good ghosts and bad ghosts, but since ancient times, ghosts have always been at a disadvantage, and ghosts have always been suppressed, why? I can't answer.

I feel as if I'm schizophrenic, and the person in front of me is me!

I'm the man in the picture.

He took a step forward: "You don't know, you don't know how to answer me, but you do!" ”

"Me?" My eyes widened and I clutched my ears, but I couldn't dodge his steely voice, which penetrated my hands and reached my ears.

"Why did you seal me!" He suddenly threw his head up and shouted, as if crazy, hysterical: "Why! ”

He kept shouting, his whole body was trembling, I looked at his appearance, and my heart suddenly calmed down, this person is not me, it must not be me.

He knelt down and lay on the ground and kowtowed to me constantly: "Why, tell me, why did you seal me." ”