Chapter 217 Returning to the Painting Boat

In the darkness, I only felt a little trance, and I couldn't even see what was around me very clearly.

In a trance, it seemed that a bright light could be seen, but the degree of this bright light flickered very slowly.

In terms of brightness, you can actually perceive only reflected light, and if it is a normal direct light, it is impossible to have only such a little light.

This is not an ancient well, nor a loess alley, nor is it a mourning hall.

This is the Orifu, and the surrounding light is much lower than before, but it is more quiet in comparison.

The pool no longer had the sound of flowing, and the sound of the rushing water seemed to be blocked by something.

If you look ahead, you can see a figure stuck in the middle of the pool.

There was also a layer of floating debris floating on it that was not particularly clean.

But if you look closely, you can see that the person's entire body is submerged in the pool, even his face.

I even have to wonder if this guy was drowned in the water?

Boom!

Xie Chen sat up from the middle of the pool suddenly, his body was very hot, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sweat or the pool water.

I just felt that the bones in my body were about to fall apart, and it was very difficult to stand up.

Fortunately, after sitting up, I actually found that my physical condition was not so bad, and I knew that it was caused by those black ashes, and even fell into the original ancient well.

It's just that there is still a point of doubt, why after falling into the ancient well, I felt flooded, and thought it was a water stop.

But when I woke up now, I found myself lying in such a pool.

There is a bridge ahead, but this bridge has a lot of strange words carved on it.

It should be similar to words, but I've seen what oracle bone inscription is and what is a mural, and these things don't match oracle bone inscriptions, and they have little to do with pictographs.

For a while, it was not clear what he was writing about.

I didn't bother with that.

Xie Chen pulled his gaze back from a distance to a closer place, looking at something floating beside him, which was actually the black ash that had pressed him down the well earlier.

"Are these things dead?"

Xie Chen spread out his palms and scooped up some of them, but the ashes dissolved immediately after they left the water.

It should be said that it dissolved directly in the water, but after he sat up, the pool also resumed its previous sound of rattling water.

The water in this pool is originally living water, and even if all the ashes are dissolved, it will not affect the water much.

After Xie Chen calmed down, the water flowed through his palms and forearms, and the wounds that were originally mixed with the sand and soil were also cleaned.

All that's left is a slight pain that slowly develops after the water rushes through the flesh.

The water from which the ashes had dissolved, flowing from above, and even the tearing sensation of a knife tearing through the flesh, was paltry in comparison.

Xie Chen grinned in pain, and immediately struggled to stand up, but the pool water was still able to cover the wound on his forearm, standing in it was constantly washed by the current, and the pain was still unbearable.

Xie Chen could only grit his teeth and leave the pool, and in the process of standing up and walking, the calf was still a little unbearable.

However, I quickly got used to it, and it didn't matter if I was injured along the way.

Xie Chen struggled slightly, trying to climb the whole person to the shore, and there seemed to be a plaque on it, but it was not clear what was written.

If you look here now, you won't be able to see the positive content.

"What the hell is this place?"

Xie Chen stood in the middle and glanced back, and found that there were some rules embroidered on the screen behind him.

After taking a closer look, there are actually only three, but I can't understand the content above.

Xie Chen relied on the pain to keep his brain awake, and little by little he returned to the shore.

Luckily, the pool is an indoor pool, and there is a staircase in the middle for you to climb up again, so you don't have to struggle too hard to climb back to shore.

As soon as I got ashore, I immediately began to look around again.

Hope to be able to get some useful information.

There is a half-moon-shaped wooden bridge in front of it, and it is not surprising that you can see it clearly by yourself just after being in the pool.

However, there are still many paper human remains around, but this time there are no heads in sight, and more confetti is the main thing.

Like stumps and broken arms, they are basically located on both sides of the painting boat.

"Why is this place so strange?"

"Isn't it possible that all these paper figurines are made here?"

Because it's not just these scraps of paper, in addition to these scraps of paper, there is a lot of bamboo in the middle.

Of course, there isn't much left of the whole thing,

More often than not, the broken bamboos that have been split into small halves and halves, which are used to make scaffolds for paper figures, are tantamount to the best materials.

Moreover, some of the cracked petals of the bamboo are still very new, and the skin on the back has not been peeled off, and it is even very green, and it has not turned yellow due to time.

From these points of view, it is enough to prove the quality of these bamboos themselves.

Xie Chen picked up a small half of the bamboo and looked at it, feeling that his experience was a little unexpected.

And when I picked it up, it still emitted some bamboo fragrance, but these bamboos were indeed very dry, and they did not appear to be still wet.

Xie Chen gently broke it with both hands, and the fault was obvious.

"It seems that this place is really where paper figures are made, but it also looks a little too elegant, no wonder those paper figures have amulets on them."

But if the talisman comes from the person who made the paper figure.

Does this guy understand the secret of this copy?

Xie Chen's breath became hot, and he was even a little excited.

But thinking of how weird these paper figures are, maybe this guy's own position is not much better, and he can't just rely on the content on the talisman to subjectively assume that this guy who knows the dead can be a good person.

"Hoo ......"

"But at least there's a direction to explore."

After sighing, he also said something to himself.

The sound spread from the entrance to the painting room, and then slowly came back through the screen in front of it.

However, the effect of the echo is very small, so it does not travel back and forth a few times before it is broken.

Xie Chen looked around, and then stretched.

When you come across a well, you will go to the house.

"I just don't know if the guy who made the paper figure is in this boat."

Xie Chen said to himself, and walked around the place where there were the remains of paper figures, but found nothing related to the talisman.

Instead, a wooden door appeared in front of him, covered with a thick layer of dust.