The early morning sunlight was thin and long, passing through the Dongdushan forest, and then sprinkled along the vents of the altar, leaving only a thin and impermeable light curtain

After a peaceful night's sleep, Jiang Wangchen woke up, yesterday's fatigue disappeared a lot, but there were bursts of soreness in his shoulders and thighs, and with a strong sense of weight, Jiang Wangchen looked at the flowers with half of his body nestled in his arms. The sun was shining warmly, as if stopping in her eyelashes, the faint scent of flowers lingered, the breeze came slowly, the green silk fluttered, and she whispered innocence in her sleep, the delicate dust, quiet and beautiful.

Jiang Wangchen kept his sitting posture crampedly, although his body was sore, he didn't dare to move more, the girl who was sleeping and dreaming, who could bear to break it with noise, and guarded it silently.

Fortunately, the flowers woke up after a while. Seeing that she pulled out her left hand that was interlocked with Jiang Wangchen, her whole body straightened, and she stretched a great lazy waist.

Jiang Wangchen was shocked to find that he had just held Hua Youyou's hand, and a gust of wind blew, stopping at the empty coolness on his fingertips.

Hua Youyou rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked lazily, "Wake up." ”

"Hmm. Jiang Wangchen nodded and said, "How did you sleep?"

"Thank you for your shoulders for making me have a sweet dream for the night. Hua Youyou smiled like a flower while grooming and tidying up, and then said playfully: "Jiang Wangchen, did you sleep all night, and suddenly opened your mind, and you would take the initiative to say hello." ”

After a day, Jiang Wangchen also understands Hua Youyou's character, and he also has a certain immunity to such mocking jokes, and he is no longer as embarrassed as he was at the beginning, but just stood up with a dry laugh. I didn't want my right foot to be sore, numb and weak, so I stumbled and almost fell to my knees. Jiang Wang hurriedly shook his shoulders and thighs, not wanting to be discovered by Hua Youyou, who was facing away. So as not to be unnecessarily embarrassed, but the more I look forward to it, the more I deviate, and Hua Youyou happened to turn around at this time. It's just that there is no ridicule as Jiang Wangchen thought.

"Why, your right foot is still sore, do you want me to rub it for you. Hua Youyou asked very seriously.

Jiang Wangchen hurriedly waved his hand and refused, saying, "It's okay, just wait for the blood to flow smoothly in a while." ”

Hua Youyou didn't say much, turned around, and then dressed up.

Jiang Wangchen also sorted out his clothes and armor, and took out a piece of light cake from the mezzanine in his arms and broke it in half, laughed dryly, and said, "I still have some dry food here, and I will divide half of it with you." ”

Hua Youyou also took it boldly, folded it in half, handed back half of it, and said, "I've been losing weight recently, you better eat more." ”

Jiang Wangchen didn't shirk either, took the light cake that was broken into very small pieces and put it directly into his mouth.

Jiang Wangchen chewed while pointing to the other Yong, and said, "Let's prepare for a while and enter the Yongdao all over the road, what do you think?"

The flower is faintly bowed, which is counted as a promise.

The two of them set off into the Yongdao after a little hunger, this time the Yongdao is more spacious, and there is still some sunlight at the entrance of the Yongdao, which is not dim. After a night's rest, the two regained their vigor, and the speed of their march was greatly improved, and soon they entered the depths of the corridor where the sunlight could no longer take care of it, but fortunately, there was a candle flame on the stone wall on both sides of the corridor every half a zhang, the candlelight was slightly yellow, and it was about to be scribbled out at any time, but it swayed a few times in the wind, and burned again. With the faint light of the candle, the two groped their way forward.

"The flowers are faint, you see that there are murals carved on this stone wall. By the candlelight, you can see Jiang Wangchen's radiant expression, see his right hand gently rubbing on the stone wall, his eyes are full of scorching light, and he exclaimed intoxicatedly: "I didn't expect there to be a mural here! And the beauty is so thrilling." ”

Hua Youyou also came over curiously, and even squeezed Jiang Wangchen aside, staring intently at the mural on the stone brick that Jiang Wangchen had just looked at, and said disapprerovingly: "Where is it beautiful, the painting is so rough, it is not as good as my painting!"

"You know what! These are cultural treasures. It's all evidence of our study of history. Jiang Wangchen retorted anxiously: "Look at this villain's painting, the lines are loose with a simple brush, and the shape is rough and expressive. ”

Jiang Wangchen pointed to the mural that Hua Youyou had just seen and explained, and then pulled Hua Youyou to the other side of the mural, adding: "You look at this group of murals again, paint the brick surface with white powder, and then outline the outline with ink lines, and fill in ochre, vermilion, stone yellow and other colors, the color is simple, and the composition is full. ”

Hua Youyou watched Jiang Wangchen expound with a radiant spirit, but he was also quite infected, and tried to appreciate it seriously, but he still couldn't see it in his heart, he only felt that the picture quality was rough and the year was long.

Over there, Jiang Wangchen had already seen it, and he hung the flowers aside, and began to appreciate them one by one.

"Look at this, the picture of sacrificial prayer for rain, lively and vivid, these few strokes of thick ink skillfully delineate, it will depict the feeling of clouds and mist. ”

Looking at this picture of soul-attracting immortals, it uses exaggerated lines and facial expressions to show the appearance of the wizard who presides over the sacrifice to attract souls. ”

Jiang Wangchen was fascinated, talking to himself selflessly for a while, and dancing excitedly for a while, Hua Youyou had no interest in the mural, but was attracted by Jiang Wangchen's words and deeds, and thought, I didn't expect Jiang Wangchen, who was fighting and killing all day long, to be so obsessed with Danqing! She watched Jiang Wangchen move towards the depths of the road, and at the same time expressed her opinions and admiration for the mural. According to his mouth, these murals are supposed to record the daily life of an ancient kingdom, and most of them are mainly sacrificial activities. It's just that the deeper you go to the road, the fewer the number of murals, and sometimes you don't see a single one after walking for half an hour, so Jiang Wangchen becomes more and more eager to do so, and the pace under his feet can't help but speed up significantly. Hua Youyou didn't bother, just followed Jiang Wangchen silently, guessing the ups and downs of his emotions in his heart, and in the end, he only felt that no matter how up and down this emotion was, it would not fall on her. He secretly complained to himself: "This man is really boring, he would rather chase and go around the mural than look at me more, thinking that my natural beauty is not as good as the broken and messy mural, I am really angry, forget it, I will never pay attention to him in the future." ”

After enduring the emptiness for a long time, the mural reappeared in the faint candlelight, Jiang Wangchen eagerly pounced, and it was nothing more than to reunite with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. Jiang Wangchen was even more overjoyed, shaking his head in disbelief at the mural, and his mouth made a "tsk" of praise. Looking at it again, the whole person is immersed in the world of murals.

The color of the whole mural is relatively conservative, except for the white background, it is mostly rendered with thick ink and vermilion, and the tone is dull and low. A huge altar is painted in the center of the mural, and if you look closely at the portrait of the wizard in the center of the altar, it is a rare realistic technique, whether it is the distorted face on his face or the costume on his body, it can be painted in detail. On the altar there were seven stone platforms, around which he fell in seven directions, and on the stone platforms were painted in ink, and there was nothing in them.

Beneath the stone platforms are long queues of countless people, shaped in very simple thin strips, with their heads represented by a circle, and their limbs and torso replaced by lines.

The entire area of the frescoed altar occupies most of it, except for one area in the upper left corner, which depicts a tower with stone steps and a richly dressed king standing on top of it. The only bit of yellow in the entire mural is his golden crown. At this time, he was opening his arms and embracing the bloody sun in the sky.

"Hua Youyou, don't you think this whole mural is different from the previous ones?" Jiang Wangchen suddenly asked after being stunned for a long time, this was the first time Jiang Wangchen took the initiative to speak after discovering the mural.

Hua Youyou's brows furrowed, slightly stunned, and asked rhetorically, "What do you say?"

"At first glance, the whole mural has an open layout, spreading out the magnificent scene of sacrifice, and then looking closely at its heavy and depressing color, especially the remnant sun of the round of blood, which makes people feel like they want to escape but can't escape the restraint. Jiang Wangchen stared at the blood-red, and his gaze couldn't escape.

Hua Youyou stood next to Jiang Wangchen and also observed with full attention. It's just that my talent is limited, and I can't see the colors in the mural, but I feel that the scarlet in this round of blood has a hint of anger, as if it is about to come out of the painting.

Jiang Wangchen saw that Hua Youyou didn't respond, and then took care of himself and continued: "And what's even more weird is that if you look into the gods, you will be in it as if you have entered a painting, and just a few moments, I think I am the wizard in the middle of the altar." ”

After listening to Jiang Wangchen's words, Hua Youyou also looked at the wizard in the mural a few more times, and couldn't help but be surprised, and said: "Look at that wizard, can it be similar to the stone statue you saw yesterday? ”

Jiang Wangchen had already discovered it, and he was suspicious in his heart, but he couldn't find a direct connection, so he said with a solemn expression: "Well, let's go, I don't know the danger here, so don't stay longer." ”

The mystery of the unknown is far more awe-inspiring than the known danger. The two of them took a large stride and walked into the depths of the unknown.