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Chinese culture is broad and profound, and words, as the carrier of culture, are also endowed with profound connotations. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The type of info writing is called calligraphy. Calligraphy is one of the important components of Chinese civilization. Thousands of years of history have evolved into a variety of forms of magic.

I felt a little helpless, important information was right in front of me, but we couldn't read it. We haven't even seen this form of magic.

I said, "Take a picture of it with your phone and go back to show it to the old god, he will definitely be able to crack it." ”

Cheng Nan heard the name of the old god stick for the second time, and asked curiously, "Who is the old god stick you are talking about?"

Gray bragged and said: "Listening to the name, he is a very awesome person, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him a ghost." No matter how fierce the ghost is, he must be honest when he sees the old man. Ordinary imps are terrified just by hearing his name. ”

This is blowing a lot, and the old god stick has to be shocked when he hears it.

At this time, the old god stick was asleep, and suddenly felt a chill, and then sneezed more than a dozen times in a row, pinched his nose and cursed: "That little bastard curses me again." ”

Of course, I didn't know that the old god stick was blown awake by Gray, but I felt that it was too big to end up. I said seriously, "You just need to understand that the old god stick is a very powerful person." If we have an accident, he'll show up!"

"Now I believe you are policemen!" Cheng Nan said: "Legend has it that there is a department in the police department that specializes in handling special cases, isn't it you?"

She knew this, and I said seriously: "No comment!"

"Cut!" Cheng Nan said disdainfully: "What Miss Ben wants to know, sooner or later." ”

Gray suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, there's something on the wall

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I followed the flashlight and saw a mural on the wall of the tomb. After the baptism of time, the color of the mural has turned yellow, the picture is mottled, and only a rough outline can be seen in the distance. I strode over, and the murals in the tomb passage were generally related to the life of the tomb owner.

When you look closer, the picture is a little blurry, but not to the point where it is unrecognizable. The style of the murals is very unpretentious and mainly realistic. The lines of the characters are also relatively simple. It seems to be a record of an important thing.

The content of the mural is very simple, but it feels very strange to me. I somehow developed a sense of fear. Gray and Cheng Nan didn't say a word, I turned my head to look, and I also saw fear in their eyes.

The first mural seems to depict a solemn ritual in which a group of fat men about the size of Gray are prostrate on the ground, as if kowtowing. Behind the fat man was a group of kneeling samurai. And in front of these people there was a woman, standing high on the top of the mountain, to be worshiped by the people.

All the men are dressed in khaki yellow, except for the woman on the top of the hill, whose clothes are blood red. After all these years, the red is still very bright, and the red is like blood, and it is about to drip out of the painting.

I quickly looked away, and after just a few seconds, the blood-red color expanded infinitely in my vision, and finally turned into a sea of blood, flooding me.

I pinched myself hard, and it was in severe pain that I came back to my senses.

The most bizarre part is that the woman's face is blank, which is particularly conspicuous in the whole mural. This certainly has a lot of meaning, but we can't understand it for the time being.

After being silent for a while, Gray spoke: "So many big men worship a woman, what is her origin, can she still be Wu Zetian?"

It's definitely not Wu Zetian, but it's definitely not an ordinary woman who can make so many men worship, and I can't think of who it is. Such a bullish figure cannot be unknown in history.

Cheng Nan said: "I don't know who this woman is, but I know that the owner of this tomb is definitely not Xiaohu." ”

I strode over with a flashlight and a mural.

The second mural is even more bizarre, it is still a group of big fat nobles and samurai, and the red-clothed faceless woman is gone. The men formed a large funeral procession, and in the middle of the procession were several large men with large bodies carrying a blood-red coffin. There was blood dripping out of the cracks in the coffin.

At the front of the procession had come to a circular mountain bag, the rounded arc looked like a small barren mountain.

The blood coffin made me feel even more weird, just looking at the coffin, I smelled a strong smell of blood, which made it difficult for me to breathe.

There is no textual representation of the mission, nor any hints, but my gut tells me that the coffin contains the faceless woman from the previous mural. What's even more terrifying is that I don't think she's dead, she was stuffed alive in the coffin, and I even heard her fingernails scratching on the lid of the coffin.

Cheng Nan whispered: "Don't look at it, keep going." This mural made me feel weird and uncomfortable. ”

"I feel that way, too!" said Gray.

A dozen steps further on, we saw the third mural. But it was destroyed, and only the edge of the circle was still there, and the middle was chiseled flat.

"What's going on?" cried Gray, "who is idle and has nothing to do to destroy artifacts."

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I think this third mural must be a very important record, and the first people who entered the tomb didn't want to see the painting, so they destroyed it. This third mural must have a big secret.

"Maybe there's a fourth mural further on!" I quickened.

After walking for more than a dozen minutes, there were no more murals on the walls on both sides of the tomb. After walking out of the distance, Nan whispered: "Who is the woman on the mural, why do I just see his painting, I have a very scared feeling." ”

"Don't scare yourself. I said, "Maybe the painter is of a high level, or maybe the mural has a hint of a heart, the purpose is to scare the tomb robbers!"

Gray followed my words and said, "Chances are, the third mural must have been more terrible before it was destroyed." ”

Cheng Nan heard me and Gray say this, and she was a little convinced.

Actually, Gray and I feel the same way as her, the red-clothed faceless woman in the mural is a demon. After so many years, we can still feel her presence. I even suspect that she may not be human.

Cheng Nan asked again: "Then will my sister's disappearance have anything to do with her?"

"This ...... It's hard to say, but it's possible. "In my heart, I think it's more than 60 percent. Even if Xiao Hu died tragically with resentment, it was impossible for him to become so powerful in a hundred years. The woman in red was a demonic existence when she was alive, and she would be even more terrifying when she died.

But if it was the woman in red, she had been dead for I don't know how long. Even if it appears once every five years, there will be no one living in this neighborhood anymore.

Could it be related to the tomb robbers? The more you think about it, the more likely it becomes, the tomb robbers entered the tomb and did something that led to the disappearance.

"Then will my sister be in this grave?" Cheng Nan asked another question.

Her sister has been missing for more than a decade, and the chances of her survival are extremely slim, and it is difficult to find her bones. Cheng Nan actually knew the result in her heart, but she refused to face it herself. It's a bit cruel for a girl.

I didn't want to hit her, nodded and said, "She may be in the tomb, we will find her." ”

Cheng Nan smiled, smiling very happily, it was a smile from the heart.

I cast a color on Gray and asked her to change the subject. Gray said understandingly: "Let's talk about the things in front of us, after walking for so long, the tomb road has not yet come to an end, what is the situation?"

Cheng Nan also said: "It's not right, it's been almost half an hour of walking, and according to the distance, we may have returned to the university town!"

"Holy," Grey exclaimed, "the thick black gas in the university town can't have anything to do with the grave, what a grave it has to be." ”

The size of the tomb is a bit scary, who is this woman in red, and why is there no face in the mural?

Grey's speculation was true, he mentioned that the black gas gave me a hint, and I rubbed my eyes, and the cow tears seemed to have lost their effect.

I pulled the cow's tears out of my pocket and said, "I'm going to wipe the cow's tears again, you either?"

"I'll forget it, you just wipe it on!" Cheng Nan said.