Mo Jixuan pondered and meditated on this palm-sized mural.

Erhan's big head propped up, first sniffing at the mural, and then said to Mo Zhenxuan in disappointment: "Dad, do you see what's coming?"

Ink Scar shook his head.

Erha was surprised: "It turns out that my father doesn't understand, I thought you knew everything!"

Ink Marks Xuan froze for a moment, and said in his heart What are you surprised, are you laughing at me? I couldn't help but choke: "What, you can see it?"

Erha answered and said, "Isn't this simple?"

"Look...... Isn't that the one that was painted?"

"Which one?"

Erha thought about it, his head was broken, and he muttered after a while: "Well, you can't eat it!"

The black line on Mo Zhenxuan's forehead brushed wildly, and he recorded the appearance of this mural in his heart.

This mural is just the beginning, and the further you go inside, the more murals there are on the walls.

The author of the mural has also completely let himself go, and earlier there were obvious lines, and now only a few blood-red lines remain.

And because the first picture was despised by Erha, in order to no longer be despised by Erha, Mojixuan only glanced at the mural on the wall.

Not long after, the father and son walked out of the corridor.

Ahead is another vast space.

Above the mountain, gray-white gloom lights are extinguished.

The aura gathered in his eyes, but he saw that those ghostly lights were actually dancing flames.

"Ghost Fire?" Ink Scar shook his head, looking down again.

A river gushes out of the mountain ten feet below, and the shimmering light on both sides of the river reflects the river sparkling.

The river was shallow, and then there was a faint glow, and it was faint that something was stacked beneath the riverbed.

The aura was in the air, and the father and son slashed down from the gap in the road.

I thought that the distance between horizontal and vertical was only ten zhang, and it would soon fall on the water.

But they fell down for a long time, but the soles of their feet could not reach the water.

Erha shook his head, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Ink Marks Xuan froze in the sky, and stretched out his hand to shoot a spiritual aura downward.

Call......

The breeze flashed, but the aura still couldn't touch the surface of the river.

On the contrary, as the aura descended, the river level also descended.

Strangely, the two sides have kept a distance of two feet.

Ink Marks and Erha witnessed all this, and when they looked at each other, they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

And when the aura dissipated, the river under their feet rose again, just two feet below their feet.

Erha is not evil, and there is white light all over his body, and then he stabs down violently.

The river also descended rapidly with it.

Mo Zhenxuan followed, Erha was a little frustrated, with a dog's face, and a little angry.

"Well, if we want to reach the river below, there are certain conditions that we need to do it. ”

"Conditions?" Erha was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had thought of something, he exclaimed, "Do you mean the mural we saw just now?"

Mo Jian Xuan nodded and said, "It shouldn't be wrong." ”

As he spoke, he looked around again. At this time, there was no spherical object found on the surrounding walls.

He pointed down again and said, "Look, there's something in the river below." ”

Erha set his eyes on the river, and on the riverbed below, it seemed that something really overlapped.

A white light appeared in its eyes, and things on the riverbed became clear.

"Daddy, bones, so many bones!"

Ink Marks flew towards the wall on the left, and the dancing flames in front of him were probably caused by the bones below.

The mural I just saw has two balls on top, a river below, and a small boat.

Ink Marks felt that as long as he found the boat, or the ball, he should be able to answer the current question.

So, father and son continued to fly along the river.

The surrounding flames gradually decreased by a lot, but the surrounding walls began to glow.

It's miserable green, and if it is made into a haunted house background, it may be able to scare people.

The river below also became dark, and dark shadows appeared in the river.

The shadows drifted rhythmlessly through the air.

At first glance, these shadows appear to be arms that have been cut off from the surface of the river, and they are swinging at will, as if trying to grasp something.

The weird atmosphere made Erha feel that his back was always hairy, and Mo Jixuan was not like this.

So, they flew up a little more tacitly.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ......

The sudden sound of paddling disturbed their tense nerves.

Erha couldn't help but scream, and the whole dog jumped.

Mo Zhenxuan hugged Erha, who was more than a foot high, and looked around vigilantly.

A small bend of the boat appeared in front of them.

There was no one on the ship, except for a tattered straw hat and a coat.

And at the stern of the boat, there was a tattered oar rowing on its own.

"Dad, we're not going to see ghosts, are we!"

Ink Mark Xuan hugged Erha, unaware. Erha's words reached his ears, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"Probably not, but can you get off me first, it's too heavy for you!"

When Erha heard this, he reluctantly shuttled down from Mo Zhenxuan's hand, but his legs were bent, his head was buried low, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed.

Mo Jian Xuan reached out and patted its head, comforting it while also giving himself courage.

The two of them are now skilled and bold, but those ethereal things, whether karmic fire can work or not is still two words.

Standing in place and observing for a while, seeing that there was no other change below, Mo Zhenxuan's heart was greatly settled.

Thinking back to the mural I just saw, boats and rivers had already appeared. The difference is that there is no human figure rowing the boat on top of the boat.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Jixuan asked Erha to stand by in place, and if something changed, without saying a word, the white light accelerated - run.

Erha nodded again and again, and instructed Mo Jian Xuan to act carefully.

Take a deep breath and move forward.

This time the river did not continue to fall, and the position of the boat did not change.

Landing on the boat, he picked up the straw hat and coat on the ground, thought about it, and put it on.

The self-paddling oar stopped at the moment when he was dressed, and Ink Marks slowly walked over and held the oar in his hand.

Raised his eyes to look at Erha in mid-air, and then looked at the oars in his hand.

Thump......

The oars are like water, paddling gently......

Airplanes......

There was a muffled sound, as if something had been turned on.

The shadows above the river suddenly came alive, waving in the air to the rhythm of the oars.

The boats slowly moved forward, and the shadows in the river gradually became clear.

Streams of strange energy converged from under the river into the shadows, and then white bones appeared in the shadows.

Then, the meridians and flesh and blood quickly appeared.

After a few breaths, the flesh condensed and moved to the sound of the oars.

It was also at this time that the surrounding green light suddenly converged on the top of Mojixuan's head about ten zhang.

Eventually, all the light around him dissipated, and there was a green ball on top of Ink Marks' head.

Boom ......

There was a sudden violent vibration around him, and Mo Jixuan on the boat couldn't help but stabilize the boat and grasp the oars.

Erha in mid-air, the whole dog was lying in the air, with two front paws stretched out to cover his eyes.

The tremors became more and more violent, and the mountains in front of them were littered with rubble.

A top-down crack suddenly appeared.

Crunch......

The mountains in front of them are like two gates that have been sealed for thousands of years......

Slowly...... Turn on ......