According to the information obtained from the tavern, Lu Yuan soon came to Xiulin Town.

Liu Yuansi can be said to be a popular figure in the town, and he knows him by asking a random person.

"The scholar Liu that the immortal master is looking for is a friend. He's been out for a while, though. ”

The person who answered Lu Yuan's inquiry was a short-bearded young man in his twenties.

"Oh," Lu Yuan muttered, "does he really know occult arts?" ”

"Yes," the young man said in a low voice, "a year ago, Yuan Si came back from the mountains like a different person, and he actually knew how to do mysticism. When I asked him why, he wouldn't say. ”

"Aren't you his friend?"

"My friend wouldn't say anything." The young man smiled bitterly.

Lu Yuan asked again: "What else does he like?" ”

The young man thought for a while and said, "He likes painting in addition to studying. Sometimes I go to the building with the murals. ”

"Well, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are the hobbies of most readers, which is normal."

The young man looked around and said mysteriously: "Yuan Si told me some time ago that he was going to a ruined temple far away to see paintings. The temple is said to be very evil, and some people go and never return. I advised him not to go, he must go. I can't help it. ”

"The ruined temple of the evil sect? It's kind of interesting," Lu Yuan said in a low voice, "Do you have any of his small objects?" ”

"Well, his stuff ......," the young man recalled, "of course there is." But the immortal master asked, what was the purpose of this? ”

"He'll be found through objects below."

The young man clapped his hands and said, "Great! I've always wanted to go to him, but where can I find it? Immortal Master, I'll go with you! ”

Lu Yuan shook his head: "No, I'll go alone." That place shouldn't be peaceful. ”

"This ......," the young man hesitated, "all right. Then ask the immortal master to come with me. I happen to have a paintbrush at home that he played back last time. ”

The two went to the young man's house.

The young man handed Liu Yuansi's brush to Lu Yuan.

It's a very ordinary little brush.

Lu Yuan poured his divine sense into it, and a light blue light flashed in the center of his eyebrows.

A map slowly unfolded in his mind.

Somewhere deep in the mountains, a red point of light rises.

That's where the owner of the brush is.

Lu Yuan received the magic power of the "Demon Trace Technique".

He is now a third-order three-star and is already very proficient in the use of demon trace techniques. The positioning is also relatively accurate.

After Lu Yuan said goodbye to the young man, he walked towards his destination.

After a day's journey, it was almost noon, and Lu Yuan came to a high mountain.

In the distance, there was a ruined temple on the mountainside.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately flew forward with the cloud-piercing dragonfly.

This ruined temple is extremely ordinary.

The outer walls basically collapsed, and the main hall also collapsed in half.

Various statues of bodhisattvas and gods are missing arms and legs, or have lost their heads.

Everything is covered with a thick layer of dust.

The ground is full of withered grass, and small animals such as rats have become permanent residents here.

Now it is the sunshine, but Lu Yuan feels a sense of coolness.

He looked around the ruined temple twice, but found no murals.

This Liu Shusheng said that he came to see the mural, but there are no pictures here, is it a mistake in the demon trace technique?

He immediately denied the idea.

The Demon Trace Technique relies on soul perception and has high requirements for the spirit realm, he is now in the middle of the second order, and it can be said that it is foolproof to search through something that is extremely closely related to the master, such as a paintbrush!

Anyway, it's noon now, and Lu Yuan summoned Guo Pu and asked him to cook a hearty picnic.

Guo Pu hasn't cooked for a long time, but not only has his skills not fallen, but has become better with the improvement of his cultivation.

Lu Yuan ate the food with relish, and Guo Pu was also very happy to eat the demon spirit pill refined by Lu Yuan.

After the master and servant were full, Lu Yuan found a shady corner in the ruined temple and took a nap comfortably.

He was so leisurely that Guo Pu couldn't understand it: Didn't the master just say that he wanted to find a scholar? Why do you take a nap here?

But he knew that if the master didn't say anything, he shouldn't ask casually.

So he gave Lu Yuan a warning with peace of mind.

In the evening, the two ate, and Lu Yuan continued to sit in the corner.

Guo Pu finally couldn't help it: "Master, you've been sitting here for most of the day." Didn't we say we were going to find a scholar? ”

Lu Yuan stretched: "What's the hurry, it's not time yet." ”

"It's not time yet? What do you mean? ”

Lu Yuan looked at the sun hanging in the west: "I'll talk about it in an hour." ”

It's night, Wanlin is chanting, and the moon is shining brightly.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, and said to Guo Pu: "It's here!" ”

Guo Pu was confused: "Coming?" What's coming? ”

"The mural is here!"

"Where?"

Lu Yuan led him to the back wall.

Only half of this wall remains.

When you look at it during the day, there is nothing but yellowed lime on the wall.

At this moment, Guo Pu was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In the moonlight, a colorful mural emerges on the wall.

The painting is colorful and has smooth lines. It depicts a large number of men and women feasting, drinking, and enjoying themselves.

They were disheveled, their expressions were profligate, and their postures were unsightly.

What a picture of lascivious and extravagant red dust feasting!

Although Lu Yuan is not hard-hearted, he also knows the true background of this kind of mural.

Because he smelled the demon from the walls!

Guo Pu looked at it and asked in surprise: "Master, these male and female donors drink when they drink." Why is it in a mess again? Ooh! It's so intense, the clothes are all blown up! ”

Lu Yuan hurriedly put him into the gourd: "These are all monsters, you have to be careful!" Especially those female donors, at night they will turn into tigers! ”

Guo Pu said angrily in the urn in the gourd: "Tiger demon, hey, I'm not afraid!" ”

Silence let out a cheap laugh in the scabbard.

Lu Yuan patted the scabbard: "Your house, I asked Lao Zhou to help you repair it, are you not used to it?" If you don't get used to it, forget about it. ”

Silence immediately fell silent.

Lu Yuan took out the black spirit blade and used his Xuan Qi a little.

A short black blade bounced out of the hilt.

He held the dagger close to the wall.

The closer you get, the more the blade jumps, and it can barely be formed in the shape of a "blade".

He continued to infuse the Occult Force, holding the Short Blade in place, and then stabbed it into the wall with all his might.

I heard a cry that sounded like pain and comfort, and the whole painting suddenly vibrate.

The picture is also a little blurry.

Lu Yuan instantly felt that something was wrong, and wanted to withdraw immediately.

However, it is still a step slow.

He felt dizzy, his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Yuan suddenly woke up.

He snapped open his eyes and sat up.

Surrounded by a meadow, it is very tender.

It's dotted with tiny little wildflowers.

He looked into the distance again.

Kirin's true eyes allow him to have excellent vision at night.

In the distance, there was a five- or six-story building.

There are a lot of big red lanterns hanging upstairs.

The evening breeze swept by, swaying slightly.

There was a faint sound of silk and bamboo singing in the building, and the smell of wine, meat and delicacies.

Where is this?

Lu Yuan looked around again, recalled what had happened just now, and immediately realized:

Could it be that I'm in the mural?

Then Liu Shusheng said to go to see the mural, will it be inside?

Many mysteries come together and prompt him to go to the tall building.

He felt that there would be truth there!

Lu Yuan used his breathing supernatural power, leaned out his divine sense, and quietly approached the tall building.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw a door open on the sixth floor.

A figure fell downstairs with a "poof"!

Lu Yuan was feeling strange, and suddenly saw that some bright flowers nearby actually moved quickly as if they had grown legs.

They make a rustling sound and quickly move to the spot where the man fell.

Then I heard the sound of bones and muscles shattering and swallowing.

Lu Yuan already understood seven or eight points in his heart.

No wonder the wildflowers on the side of the road were so bright just now, they turned out to be flower demons devouring human flesh and blood!

He didn't rush to attack the flower demon, so as not to startle the snake.

Lu Yuan continued to walk forward, and saw a lot of scattered clothes, hats, shoes and socks along the way.

Occasionally, white bones or dried corpse parts can be seen.

Such a tragic scene, coupled with the soft sound of contrast, immediately produced a unique sense of eerie horror.

Lu Yuan was not affected by this scene at all.

Liu Yuansi, if you are inside, don't die!

Not long after leaving, Lu Yuan came to the first floor of the tall building.

On the plaque at the head of the door, three big words in pink are written:

Ginjo Pavilion.

The door is open.

He pushed the door open.

Suddenly my eyes lit up!

The inside is really spacious.

The light is like day, and the music is like fragrance.

There is no banquet here, but it is full of beauties of all kinds of styles.

They were unclothed, they were all twisting their bodies gently, and they were smiling like flowers, and they frequently beckoned to Lu Yuan:

"Little brother, come on. Sister makes you happy......"

For the sake of this prosperous world, the laity don't know how many tragicomedies are staged.

But in Lu Yuan's eyes, these are just dry bones in the grave.

Since ancient times, beauties have been like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

He waved his hand away from these stunners, and searched around for Liu Yuansi.

"Little brother, hehe, who are you looking for? Every one of us is wonderful! ”

Lu Yuan said coldly: "Master, I will be merciful to my subordinates now, if you entangle it again, let your souls fly away!" ”

After speaking, a blue aura rose from his body.

The group of banshees were all frightened by this supreme strong Xuan Qi, and quickly scattered and fled.

He continued to look for the second floor.

This floor is even more magnificent than the first floor!

It was filled with wine tables.

Countless couples of men and women drank and had fun inside, and the scene was the same as depicted in the frescoes outside.

I searched for it, but I still didn't find it.

Lu Yuan said secretly: There are all demons here. Mortals come in and soon they will be killed by demonic energy. I don't know if Liu Shusheng will die easily after bringing the immortal wood!

Be sure to hold on!

After pushing away the piles of fine wine and beauties, he made his way to the third floor.

It's still spacious, but the lights have turned a dull pink.

The atmosphere is ambiguous.

There is no banquet here, and there are many benches.

I don't know how many couples of men and women have sex in the shadows.

The sound it made was almost not like being in the human world.

However, Lu Yuan's "Heart Mantra" was enough to make these voices disappear completely.

He scanned intently through the wriggling crowd.

The demon trace technique made Lu Yuan already remember Liu Yuansi's appearance.

Under a large pillar in the corner, he finally found the target!