"The clue is a painting, she has one in her hand, just now we met a street of resentful spirits scattered."

"That's what you're talking about?" Su Nanzhi took out the painting.

"That's right! We also found one that painted the method of opening the door. Ling Shu replied.

Lu Yu's spiritual power couldn't pass through this door, and now he could only wait, Ling Shu said, Fu Han and they should arrive soon, and they had originally discussed coming here.

Su Nanzhi sat on the steps, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, and a brief picture appeared in front of him.

A group of people dressed in fine costumes solemnly held some kind of ceremony to crown the people on the seat, but their faces were still invisible, but their eyes were not respectful, but full of calculation and disgust.

The seat was the person she saw for the first time, feared and disgusted.

Longing, fear, disgust and calculation, so many emotions are put on a person, and for what?

"What's wrong?" Lu Yu saw that Su Nanzhi's expression was wrong, so he hurriedly walked to her side and asked.

"It's okay, I've seen some fragments, and I can't make up the whole story."

Sunanzhi looked up at the minaret on the building, and she described the two scenes to everyone.

"They hated her, they were afraid of her, and they pushed her to a high position because they wanted to take advantage of her." This is the most plausible explanation that Sunam Branch can find.

The resentful spirits of this plane, those appearances clearly have the meaning of punishment.

As he was talking, he saw a group of people below being chased by the black mist and running towards the steps, and the young woman among them was another NPC player, Fu Han.

As before, they ran up the steps, and the black mist behind them did not gather again.

There are a total of eight people who have come here, and there are two players that no one has seen.

"Won't it be a problem if the door opens?" Jiang Chi's tone was slightly deep, "They seem to be driving us here?" It's been like this a few times, and I won't come up here. ”

If there is something sealed in the door, they may be destroyed when they open it.

Lu Yu's dark eyes calmly looked at the closed door, "We only have this one clue." ”

It's a trap to open and see, they are here to clear the lord, and they can't hide it.

The painting in Su Nanzhi's hand disappeared out of thin air, and the closed door slowly opened.

The breath of silence seeped out from the crack in the door, the ancient, dilapidated building, but still retained a solemn solemnity inside, even if the colors on the mural have faded, the compassionate gods look down on everything, but under the background of the peeling wall skin, there is a little more indescribable cold and depressed.

There was a boy sitting next to the collapsed stone, holding a sketchpad in his hand, as if he hadn't seen anyone entering, and was only focused on the world he was writing about.

He was unusually compatible with this place, but after looking at it quietly, he felt out of place.

The boy's appearance is too pretty, too delicate to be like a real person.

"He's all about it? The lord is a child? ”

Ling Shu spoke very quietly, but it still brought echoes, corresponding to the rustling sound of the boy's pen.

Su Nanzhi saw the sketches scattered in the boy's hand, which was a bright fire, and the figures in the fire were screaming and shouting.

"You are ......."

The boy stopped his pen, turned his head slowly, and said indifferently, "NPC, isn't it obvious enough?" ”

Su Nanzhi only saw at this time that the boy's eyes were different from ordinary people, they were silver-gray vertical pupils.

"You drew the plant card?" Su Nanzhi paused, slightly surprised, "There is still child labor in the game?" ”