I don't know what the Crazy Old Man meant by me looking at these paintings, but I could sense that while I was looking at the paintings, the Crazy Old Age's eyes were staring at me, as if expecting something.

When I stood in front of the thatched hut and secretly looked at these portraits in the room, I was faintly touched, but now I don't know what is going on.

Why?

Could it be because the lid of the cyan coffin inside me has been opened? Or is it something else?

I was thinking in a mess, after reading these portraits, I turned my eyes to the crazy old man, and I didn't want to guess, so I just got straight to the point!

"I wonder what the seniors want the juniors to see?" I asked softly.

Hearing this, a different color flashed in the crazy old man's eyes, and he said hoarsely: "Do you feel anything strange?" For example, the heart is surging, angry and sad, such as some unfamiliar memories in the mind? ”

"Nope!"

I shook my head in response, and said very simply: "The juniors are stupid, I don't understand what the seniors mean, and I ask the seniors to answer!" ”

Hearing me say this, the crazy old man frowned and muttered, "It shouldn't be! Could it be that I made a mistake? No, I can't go wrong with my deduction, something must be wrong......"

As he spoke, the crazy old man's hand made a slight move, and a picture scroll on the wall flew directly into his hand.

"What do you see in this painting?"

The crazy old man stared at me as if he was watching my reaction, as if he was going to see if I was going to lie.

The scroll in the hand of the crazy old man was covered with black fog, and the outline of an ancient temple could be faintly seen, and there were still a few figures kneeling there in front of the door of the ancient temple......

The rest of it is not clear, this painting gives me a very strange feeling, but I can't tell what is strange about this painting.

"Ancient temple, eight figures, you can't see anything else!" I said it truthfully.

However, when I said this, I noticeably noticed the change in the crazy old man's eyes, and he seemed to suddenly become excited.

"Did you really see that? Are you sure it's the Eight Figures? ”

The crazy old man's tone was hurried, and he said in a trembling voice: "Can you look more closely?" Is there an old man among these eight people? ”

The crazy old man's words made me a little confused, and I looked at him in a daze, is this old guy joking with me?

Aren't all the paintings here painted by crazy old people?

Is there any of the eight people in this painting who is not aware of him?

However, the look of eagerness and anticipation of the crazy old man did not seem to be fake, which made me feel a little strange for a while, and I didn't understand why the crazy old man had such a big reaction.

I took a closer look at the painting, looked at the crazy old man again, shook my head lightly and said, "It's too blurry to see clearly!" ”

A look of disappointment flashed in the crazy old man's eyes, and he disappeared in a flash, muttering softly, and he couldn't understand what he was whispering.

I couldn't help but whisper, "Aren't these paintings all painted by my predecessors?" Why ......"

"You don't understand!"

The crazy old man interrupted me, looked at the painting in his hand, and said with a complex and faint look in his eyes: "This is the painting I painted when I was in a state of confusion, and it was the first picture I drew after I walked out of the forbidden area of the dead land, and I don't remember the content of it, or that memory has been erased......"

Hearing this, my heart sank.

What kind of power is the existence that can erase the memory of crazy old age?

I guess it has to be a strong person at the level of human immortals, right?

I would like to ask what this painting represents, what kind of existence is the ancient temple, and what is the situation of the eight people kneeling in front of the ancient temple? Why did the mad old man wish he was one of the eight?

However, the mad old man did not give me a chance to ask at all, and with a wave of his hand, the scroll floated back to the wall of the thatched hut and hung on it.

"It's here, we can go out for a walk, I don't have much time to be awake, I can't delay time!"

With that, the crazy old man walked out of bed directly and walked towards the door of the thatched house.

My face was full of confusion, and I didn't understand what the crazy old man meant.

And the moment the crazy old man opened the door of the thatched house, I was stupid!

The black wind lingered outside, the red earth was endless, and the space outside the thatched house was twisted and torn from time to time, and the environment was extremely harsh.

Where is this?

This is definitely not from Dushan, it's more like ......

I subconsciously turned my head to look at the portraits hanging on the walls of the thatched hut, some of which depicted the environment similar to the environment outside the thatched hut at this time.

"Senpai, here is ......"

"The main star of the Black Emperor, it is difficult for people and immortals to cross, and the forbidden area of death!"

(End of chapter)