The third painting was a little different from the previous two, it looked much more blurry, as if there was a layer of fog on it, but I couldn't do that when I reached out to dispel it.

It's as if that layer of fog is itself on the painting.

In that haze, I could faintly see some of them, there seemed to be patches of bones, and it seemed to be rivers of blood, and the child was standing among those bones, looking very strange.

If the first two depict a kind of loneliness that I am familiar with, then the third one seems to depict the misery of the world.

I couldn't help frowning, but as soon as I withdrew my gaze and glanced at it again, the haze seemed to have changed, and at a glance the fog had disappeared, and the whole painting seemed to have changed in this short period of time.

At this time, there were no bones and rivers of blood, there were only temples, and outside each temple there was an ice crystal skeleton, and those ice crystal bones seemed to be walking towards the temple.

It's like the scene of the pseudo-god City God entering the main City God Temple.

My brow furrowed even more, but this time the third painting didn't change, even if I stared at it deliberately, and although I was sure that what I had seen before was not dazzling, I could no longer see what I saw before.

I continued to walk forward and came to the fourth painting.

In the fourth painting, it is the mountain again, but at this time there is a coffin on the mountain, which is so large that it occupies almost half of the mountaintop, and in front of that coffin is a skeleton with ice crystals.

Behind the bones of the ice crystals was a man who knelt down.

Unlike the previous three, this fourth painting has an extra word on it.

Sacrifice to!

The sacrifice of the sacrifice!

I just looked at it, and I actually had a feeling that I was going to fall into it, although it was not the urge to bow down, but to open the coffin, but even so, I couldn't help but be a little afraid.

You know, it's actually hard for me to be influenced now.

So I can always stay awake in the second obstacle that Mr. Ghost prepared for me before, even if I see the sorrow of chasing out the corpse, I don't feel too much, at most I just sigh a little.

And now, the urge to open the coffin in the painting actually makes me feel a faint sense of pain, as if the coffin lying in it has a lot to do with me.

I forced myself to twist my head to the side and continued to walk on, feeling a little better after I couldn't see the painting.

But it still lingers in my head.

I'm not sure if the coffin in that painting is the king of Taishan.

If yes, I don't understand why I'm emotional.

If not.

Who could be the person in the painting?

Including that child?

Soon I was in front of the fifth painting.

This fifth and final painting.

Compared to the previous paintings, there are only a few backs in this fifth.

Three men and one woman.

Woman in red.

Three men, one black, one white, and one green.

Looking at these three figures, I vaguely felt a little familiar, but I couldn't tell where the familiar place was, and when I wanted to take a closer look, the four figures in the painting suddenly disappeared.

The whole painting suddenly went blank, as if there was nothing in the first place.

For a moment, I was in turmoil.

Although from the first time I met Taishan Fujun, I felt that I should have some connection with him, because when I met him for the first time, what he said had to make me think about it more.

It's just that I've been deliberately forgetting this, but now seeing the four figures in the painting, I can't help but think of Taishan Mansion again.

There is one in the painting, if nothing else, it is him.

Maybe one of them has a deep relationship with me.

It took me a moment to come back to my senses after taking a deep breath and looking at the painting again, it was still blank, as if I was just trying to see it in that moment.

I forced myself to stop thinking about it and kept walking briskly.

Finally I came to a stone chamber.

It's just that this stone chamber is not locked on Huangquan Road.

If nothing else, it should be the place where the old man in Mai said before has his root.

I glanced at the entire stone chamber, it was empty, and there was an entrance directly opposite me, and it looked very secluded.

In the very center is a stone table.

Three boxes are placed on a stone table.

Two of them have been opened, the inside is empty, and only the middle one is untouched.

I walked over.

There was a groove in front of the three boxes.

One resembles a coffin, the other resembles a person, and the middle corresponds to the unopened box with a circular groove.

I thought about it for a moment and took out the bell of the dead life, and sure enough, it was placed in the groove very well.

At the same time, there was a 'squeak' sound, and the box opened.

I took a look, and there was another bell inside.

It looks very similar to the bell of the dead, but the difference is that this bell is blood-colored all over, and there is a corpse word on it.

As soon as I held it in my hand, I felt a coldness, and it even made me feel uncomfortable, as if my soul was attracted to the bell.

In this feeling, I didn't look at the bell carefully but put it away, although my subconscious told me that this bell was not simple, but I didn't want to waste too much time here at this time.

It had taken me some time to look at those five paintings.

I'm afraid that the monarch of Taishan Mansion can't wait.

After putting the bell away, I walked straight to the secluded-looking corridor, and the moment I stepped in, the entire corridor was lit up with fire, and a row of candles were lit at the same time.

Faintly, the sound of water began to appear.

Not surprisingly, the end of this road is the Huangquan Road in this corpse village.

I didn't hesitate any longer and walked briskly forward.

It is no different from the previous Huangquan Road, the more you go inside, the more obvious the sound of the water, and the more obvious the cold feeling.

A moment later, I was at the end of the road.

At the same time I stopped.

Before my eyes, I saw a figure.

The figure sat cross-legged on a futon.

In front of him, there was a statue.

Statue of Taishan Mansion.

He seemed to be staring at the statue of Taishan Mansion.

But just a glance, it seems that he is the king of Taishan Mansion.

"Taishan Mansion Jun?"

I frowned.

But the figure didn't answer me, as if it were a dead man.

(Good night)