"Master, then let's quickly find the remaining murals, and show this story, maybe we can break the ban here."

Shi Anlan hooked his lips, his voice was hoarse, "Don't worry, let's just wait for a while." ”

After the words fell, Shi Anlan sat cross-legged on the ground.

The people in the beautiful scenery just sat on the ground so casually, without the slightest shelf.

It was as if he didn't know that he was a god, that he was just an ordinary man.

This time, none of them cultivated you.

Sit where you are and rest.

"Master, are we just sitting here all this time?" The dream is incomprehensible, she is so beautiful in her magic clothes that she is touching, and every time Shi Anlan looks at her, her heart beats like thunder.

God's heart was beating so violently that it seemed to jump out of his chest to tell something about what he didn't have.

"Miss Fumeng, it's not wrong to listen to Brother Lan. I think he has his own way of doing things, and we just wait. ”

Hades closed his eyes and said unfathomably.

Floating dreams pursed their lips and stopped talking.

After meditating for half an hour, Shi Anlan said in a deep voice, "You can open your eyes." ”

Hades and Fumeng, who opened their eyes, had already seen the mural change at this moment.

They began to change as if they were conscious of their own accord.

After just one minute, the changing mural came to a standstill.

The content of the story has also changed.

After the group of ministers looked at the king in fear, some monsters appeared to confuse the people, and wanted the king to kill the ministers.

But the king still maintained some sanity, and in the end he did not kill the ministers, and in the end he himself died to thank the world.

Such things should be praised, but they have been drowned out by history.

Not only that, but those ministers who were saved by the king did not know how to be grateful, and after the new king succeeded to the throne, they kept saying that the previous king's was not.

It was as if the vicious, cursed words had reached the ears of the dead king through the cracks of time and space.

At this point, the king was already a soul.

With resentment towards his ministers, the king enjoyed the blessing of heaven and began to cultivate ghosts.

His cultivation is advancing day by day, and that speed is leveraged.

He had achieved some success in his cultivation, and when he left the mountain, the group of ministers had already died.

The rest of the ministers have also entered old age.

At that time, the king seemed to have lost the motivation to live.

He looked at the subordinates who had once followed him, so old that they would die at any moment.

Eventually, he decided to give up his hatred.

But he still didn't know that among his subordinates, there were also several cultivators.

They had stumbled upon the king, and they had another plan.

At that time, the royal capital was in the hot time of cultivation, and people wanted to cultivate immortals and live forever.

Originally, they doubted that there was anyone in this world who could become immortals. When they saw the king, they were convinced that there must be three thousand worlds in this world.

Thinking of this, the ministers set up a plan.

And when the king wandered around their house again, he took him.

The king who was caught was naturally angry in his heart.

But he didn't have to wait long for him to be angry, and those people did terrible things to him.

A few of them wanted to absorb the king's cultivation and become immortals.

So, the king was trapped, and as he watched the thieves persecute him, the resentment in his heart grew stronger day by day.

Eventually, the king broke free and killed his persecutors.

At this point, the story can be regarded as a complete story.

The king's revenge has been avenged, and it is time to go to the netherworld to prepare for reincarnation.

But a story is a story.

After the king had killed these ministers, the way of heaven that had been on his right side began to punish him.

Even persecuting him.

At this time, the king realized that in this world, no one in the world who he wanted to believe could be trusted.

And all he could believe was himself.

In the end, the king directly turned into the ultimate villain, obliterating the way of heaven.

Of course, he was able to do this not only because he was a king, but also because he was helped by a mysterious force.

This is where the story comes to an abrupt end.

They saw the whole story.

"Master, we've finished reading the story, but my body still doesn't react at all."

Shi Anlan chuckled, "Don't be in a hurry, we can solve the mystery in one moment." ”

A meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Five minutes later.

The order of the murals had changed again, this time the same as the half-story they had seen before.

After a minute of silence, the smell of blood was thick in the air.

The smell of blood had no effect on Shi Anlan and the three of them.

Blood-stained, another minute passed.

Out of the thick blood, a headless ghost came out.

The headless ghost's neck was bubbling with blood.

The blood seemed to be boiling inside his body, and it gurgled from time to time.

The three of them were immediately put on alert, staring at the headless ghost.

He was dressed in ancient costumes, a crimson official uniform with long sleeves.

He also walks slowly, but because he has no eyes, he staggers when he walks, and he may fall at any time.

"Master, what is this?"

Hades also gave Shi Anlan a suspicious look.

Shi Anlan nodded, "That's right." ”

This headless ghost is one of the ministers in the mural just now.

This headless ghost is the one who was beheaded, and the blood is pouring out, which is similar to this scene now.

"Who's coming?" A voice came from behind Shi Anlan and them.

The tone of the ancient sayings should be words with correct words, but with a hint of mechanical voice, there is a weak breath, which is very discordant.

Shi Anlan thought to himself, this headless ghost, talking like this, is it because his head was cut off?

"The one who came to save you." Shi Anlan replied.

"A child with uneven hair dares to come to us to talk big, and he can't do it." The headless ghost's voice was still coming from behind him.

Shi Anlan They didn't need to look behind them to already know that the person talking to them must be the head of this subordinate.

Standing in front of him was his body, and behind him was naturally the head.

"Whether it's a big deal or not, you'll find out later." Shi Anlan didn't put the headless ghost's ridicule in his eyes at all, and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Sacrifice such a delicious soul to me, and I will fulfill your wrongs." The headless ghost said excitedly, and the head behind him stuck its tongue out.

But when he was about to touch Shi Anlan, he was blocked by the enchantment.

"Good boy, I really underestimated you, I didn't expect you to have a few brushes!"