It seems like the spell is working...

After walking for a long time, Roshi did not encounter any more terrible things, and after getting used to the whirring sound of the mountain wind blowing through the tunnel, he was no longer so afraid.

After walking for about ten minutes, something caught Roshi's attention -

On the stone wall appeared a set of drawings.

First a little boy walked down the scarlet carpet into a hall studded with gold and crystals, and in the hall there was a crystal ball surrounded by people in robes, then the little boy walked towards the crystal ball, then the crystal ball shone brightly, and finally the people in robes next to him cheered.

Luo Xi glanced at it and understood the meaning, this is because he has also experienced the same thing, this is the whole process of identifying whether he has a wizard physique, but at the beginning, there was only one wizard for Luo Xi, and there were eight for this little boy! The ending was also completely different, all Luo Xi got at that time was a wizard's indifferent nod.

"Huh?"

At the end of the last picture, Roch was surprised to find that the scenery of the tunnel had suddenly changed, no longer the uneven and damp stone walls, but the polished and smooth walls, the walls were also pasted with exquisite patterns, and delicate reliefs were made in the gaps, the floor was covered with a red carpet, and the dome was hung with crystal candles, as if it was a noble corridor.

Is there anyone else in here who can't live in it?

With all his doubts in his heart, Roshi stepped onto the corridor covered with red carpet.

"Bang! bang..."

As soon as I stepped on the red carpet, my ears rang, and the crystal candles on my head were lit one after another, illuminating this long corridor.

Roshi moved on.

After walking about 100 steps, reliefs appeared on the right hand side of the corridor, and the contents of these reliefs also formed a continuous set of stories.

The first depicts a classroom with some children in class, and a cloaked wizard on the podium explaining something, each frowning and looking difficult to understand.

In the second relief, the little boy stands up, and the expression of the wizard who is disturbed by the lecture looks very unpleasant, and the expression on his expression is still a little disdainful and mocking.

In the third relief, the little boy raised his hand triumphantly, and a fireball burned slowly in his hand, and the wizard on the podium opened his mouth wide and his eyes were about to pop out.

The last relief is in a large classroom full of children, with a row of wizards standing on the pulpit, and a little boy smiling at the front preaching, already wearing a cloak.

Gee... This is the life of a genius, it's really enviable.

Of course, the relief Luo Xi understood the meaning of the relief, and couldn't help but be envious in his heart, so he continued to walk forward.

Also not far from the end of the last relief, the view of the corridor changed again.

This time, what appeared in front of Roshi's eyes was a corridor with a rich dreamy color.

At the foot of the grass is a green meadow, the left and right sides of the grass lush vines rise in an arc, and finally intertwine at the top, forming a round arch, trumpet flowers from knots to the rattan, flying in which firefly-like points of light fly in, illuminating the trumpet flowers, and finally illuminating the entire vine corridor.

After walking about a hundred steps, some rattan drooped from above, and a photo-sized card was tied at the bottom, and Luo Xi hurriedly walked over and looked at them one by one.

It's no surprise that the little boy who loves to laugh is still drawn, but this time the content is a bit more, but the story is a little scattered.

It roughly tells the story of this little boy who goes out to practice, in which he meets some friends, fights with them in the mountains where monsters are rampant, crosses the desert in the scorching sun, huddles together in the icy mountains and rivers to keep warm, and drinks in the country town.

In the last few photos, a beautiful girl with blonde hair that is brighter than the sun appears in the photos, and the last photo is a young boy who has grown into a teenager smiling and kissing the girl under the stars.

Roshi's throat was a little dry, and his eyes were shining, this is the real wizard life, where are the wizards like the ones he faced, all of them are cold guys.

After complaining a few words, Roshi continued to move forward.

The corridor has changed again.

This time it became a little simple, with an ordinary wooden floor under his feet, and only a white wall around it, but with his decoration, it added a few more styles and warmth.

The first thing Roshi saw was a baby cradle hanging from it, and when he walked over it was a picture frame depicting a family of three enjoying themselves.

Then oil paintings began to appear on both sides, presumably connecting the smiling man and woman as the child grew up to thrive, slowly growing from a baby to a handsome man like a teenager.

Human beings are emotional creatures, looking at this simple and warm scene, Luo Xi unconsciously sketched a shallow smile, and there was even a trace of yearning in the corners of his eyes.

He continued to look at the paintings, but when he saw one of them, he seemed to suddenly notice something, and he paused.

He looked at it carefully, then quickly retreated to the beginning of the corridor, and looked again at the oil painting in the baby bassinet, and when he read it again, he no longer had the smile he had before, but instead had a solemnity, and the more he looked down, the more ugly his face became.

That's because he discovered...

The teenager has not changed!

From the birth of a teenager's child, a teenager is a teenager, when the child babbles, the teenager is still a teenager, the figure of the woman next to him has begun to be out of shape, and the teenager is still a teenager.

The woman's face is wrinkled, her figure is starting to gain weight, her skin is gradually darkening, her bright blonde hair is no longer dazzling, withering, slowly, she has bent down, lifted her crutches, and sat in a wheelchair...

But the teenager who pushed her is still the same teenager!

Taking a deep breath, Roshi made his way to the end of the corridor and looked at the last painting, and when he saw the contents, Roshi's face sank.

On the hospital bed, the gray-haired grandmother closed her eyes, the young man held her withered arm tightly, and the smile on her face that had never been broken disappeared at this moment, and a sadness like winter came to her face.

The cold seemed to spread into the corridor, and the icy ice was the whole picture of the corridor.

Walking into this icy corridor, Roshi saw the follow-up story again, and this time it should not be a story, to be exact.

It was a statue frozen in the ice, each sculpture was a cemetery, and there were portraits on the tombstones, and Luo Xi recognized them as friends and relatives that he had known as a teenager before... and his children.

At the end of the corridor, a very large painting appeared, depicting a mountain through the clouds, and the boy stood alone on the top of the mountain looking up at the sky—

At the foot of the mountain are countless tombstones that continue down from the top of the mountain!