It's like an ancient time when shemales were mixed up.

Legend has it that in ancient times, when there was no way to calculate by time, people and demons lived in harmony, and even intermarriage between demons and demons. But later, the god realm, which was above the two worlds of demons, suddenly disappeared mysteriously for some reason. The trust between the shemales is also gradually crumbling, and the two sides turn against each other.

Is the mural here a record of this public case that has long disappeared in the long river of time?

Shen Xingluo couldn't stop the excitement in her heart, it seemed that her good luck was about to start again, but then a wave called "disappointment" came to her face, and these good fortunes would not fall on her.

"Hmph!" Shen Xingluo glanced at Ye Junxiu, who was lying on the ground and unconscious, and pouted and snorted. Fortunately, this is his second senior brother, and the fertilizer and water are not considered to flow into the fields of outsiders.

Thinking about it like this, her tumbling heart seemed to be comforted a little - strange!

The first picture is a ladyboy in harmony, and the second picture is suddenly flooded, a straight and steep mountain peak that goes straight into the sky is hit by the water, and the waist is broken, and the figure of the struggling figure of ups and downs can be faintly seen in the water.

This is a disaster that has struck.

"In such a situation, there is always a hero who falls from the sky to save mankind from fire and water. Shen Xingluo muttered to himself.

Sure enough, upon closer inspection, she saw a wide robe looming above the flood, among the dense clouds. Oh, sure enough, it was a matter of ancient times, and gods and men can be seen everywhere.

It's just such a catastrophe, why didn't the gods stop it before it began?

Shen Xingluo muttered in his heart.

The third mural depicts the devastation of the land after the flood, starvation, dragons, jackals, wild beasts, and the misery of people who have just experienced the catastrophe.

Some brave humans began to take up arms and fight the beasts. Fight for a glimmer of life.

This time, Shen Xingluo was surprised to find that humans and demons had stood on opposite sides, but the specific reasons were not explained clearly in the picture.

Perhaps it was after the flood that people stopped believing in demons. Maybe it's because the demon is cold to people. What it is for, no one knows.

The fourth mural, the content is very simple. There was only one woman, sitting on the back of a golden phoenix, holding a red stone in both hands.

It's just that what makes people feel weird is that there is a man wearing a tiger skin clothes lying on the ground.

The man had a serene face, his eyes closed, and he knew at a glance that he had lost his life.

This story should be the deeds of Nuwa, who was widely spread and well-known in later generations.

But who is the man lying on the ground, and why did he die here?

Looking at what he is wearing, his status does not seem to be low, he should be a god-man.

What's going on, could it be that there is some unknown secret behind Nuwa's mending the sky.

However, there was no way to investigate such a distant matter, so Shen Xingluo gave up continuing to explore and think about it, and went to see the murals on the other side.

It's just that if the murals over there just look like children's handwritings, then the first two here are completely children's graffiti works.

I don't understand it at all. Fragmented, not a chapter.

But if you look closely, you can see that there is a large white patch in the middle, which is the person who painted it. The men were divided into three groups, and it seemed that there was a dispute over something.

And then immediately after that, the group of people mixed together, and it was supposed to be fighting.

Of course, these are all guesses made by Shen Xingluo based on what he saw, plus his own associations, and what they are doing is probably only known to the creators.

Behind this strange scuffle is a huge, imposing building.

Soon, however, the building was torn apart and fell. The little white figures also disappeared, leaving only a lone little man in a green robe sitting below.

From this point on, the lines gradually flow and the picture gradually becomes clearer. It's as if the person who paints has mastered the technique.

Slowly, the little man in Tsing Yi on the mural grew up, with a slender and soft outline, and was a little girl.

The little girl sat alone on the stone, looking up at the bright moon hanging in the sky.

Suddenly, many people stood in front of the stone on which she was sitting. These people have wide sleeves fluttering, and they step on auspicious clouds under their feet. They were all very respectful to the woman in Tsing Yi, and they hung their heads as if they were listening to the woman's teachings.

Finally, the woman was lying on the rock, seemingly asleep.

The men sat on their knees around her, as if waiting for her to wake up.

Immediately after that, there was no big blank space, nothing left.