Chapter 755 Partner

"Incomprehensible behavior." Sikong expressed his opinion, "Inscribing information on stone can indeed preserve it for a long time, but expressing it with pictures is too inefficient. They can clearly record it in words, but they chose a more backward method, which is really not rational."

"No... This has nothing to do with rationality, but a tradition." Xia Fan murmured in his mind.

The mural in front of him is not just a narrative, but also a symbol of identity. He noticed that the characters in the painting are all vivid, even the folds of their clothes are carefully portrayed; the scenes shown in the scroll are all grand and magnificent, including the scene of the fleet sailing on the sea and the grand ceremony held in the oriental palace. Judging from the technique and brushstrokes, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a work of art. In the future, this is definitely an excellent material for studying history.

"This person... is the mistress." Hua Lin looked at a woman in the painting and said, "She looks exactly like the image on the coin."

This person was not wearing oriental clothes, but a set of western robes with a wide-brimmed round hat. She was in the center of every painting. Even if Princess Muye didn't say it, Xia Fan could guess that she was the mistress of Stitch.

But what concerned him more was the man standing next to the woman.

Like the mistress, he appeared in almost every painting. The background of the painting was the palace mural, and the crown on his head had already revealed his identity.

At that time, there was only one person in the whole East who could show himself in such a posture.

——The king of the Yong Empire.

That's why they used murals to record their lives, rather than simply summarizing them in a few lines of sentences.

"Did the mistress meet the emperor of the East after coming to this continent?" Feleton said in surprise.

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Xia Fan pointed to another palace scroll and said, "In the East, only a grand wedding will be held with such a scene."

"Grand wedding?" The two exclaimed in unison.

"At least that's what's in the painting." He asked Sikong in his heart, "You said that a group of people visited the Escape Tower more than a hundred years ago. Is there an exact time?"

"One hundred and eighty-six years and thirty-seven days." The answer came quickly.

One hundred and eighty years... Xia Fan thought about it. The Yong Dynasty fell a hundred years ago, and the last Yong Wang was only thirty years old when he ascended the throne. In other words, the Yong Wang that Stitch met should be the emperor of the previous generations, and he is not the same person as the Yong Wang who opened the black door with his own hands and has survived to this day.

The content of the next scroll is getting more and more amazing.

The two of them traveled to almost all the strange mountains and dangerous peaks in the Eastern Continent, including the volcanic area north of Qiguo. They also used a kind of magic weapon similar to a hang glider. Although it cannot fly independently, with the help of Xunshu, it can completely cross some dangerous places that ordinary people cannot get involved in.

Their last stop was Baiyao Mountain.

The mountains stretching for thousands of miles and the clouds that never dissipate have become the most prominent features of this place.

A team of up to 10,000 people began to challenge the mountains. Craftsmen set up supply stations on the top of the mountains and observed every place where the glider could land. Once it was determined, nearly a thousand people would mount their wings and rush to another mountaintop under the strong wind inspired by the Xun magician. Looking at the dense crowds of people taking off on the murals, Xia Fan couldn't help but think of moths flying into the fire at night. In a sense, there is a certain similarity between them, because this unstable gliding flight is extremely dangerous. Once you encounter a sudden gust of wind that changes direction in the mountains, it is easy to go without return.

But compared to blind moths, such exploration is purposeful and meaningful-Xia Fan remembered that Luo Qingqing once said that it was after the establishment of the Yong Dynasty that the order of the continent gradually stabilized, and the first map depicting the mountains and rivers of the entire continent was also born during the Yong Dynasty. He didn't know whether this earliest "Eastern Map" was made by this Yong Wang, but there is no doubt that he should have made a great contribution to the map.

Finally, when the team found the patio hidden in Baiyao Mountain, there were only more than 200 people left. At the same time, due to the terrain, the gliding magic tools could no longer help them fly back from the mountains, so Prince Yong and Mistress Stitch simply settled down here. At that time, the cycle of evil spirits' attacks was still quite long, almost every few decades, so even though they realized that this place was extraordinary, such as the breath that frightened the living at the bottom of the well, they had never been attacked by a large number of evil spirits.

"In Silisti, which man the mistress would choose to be her partner has always been a topic that people talked about with great relish." Hua Lin sighed, "I didn't expect that I would find the answer here."

"She has never married in Natating?" Xia Fan asked.

"The family-making rate of the blood clan is very low. After all, the bloodline does not require the cooperation of the other half." Feleton replied, "What's more, Mistress Stitch's status is high, and she has no shortage of lovers. There are even fewer who can make her favor and be willing to accompany her all the time."

From this point of view, Prince Yong is indeed a very ideal object.

At that time, Yong Dynasty was strong, and the study of magic was flourishing. At the same time, it also deeply influenced the neighboring countries, and had the potential to unify the East. Coupled with the different culture and novel travel experience, it seems not surprising that the mistress was attracted to Prince Yong.

But there is a small regret here.

Although Prince Yong's life span is long, it is much shorter than that of the blood clan.

A sensor will enter old age in his eighties, and fighting and injuries will accelerate this process. At the end of the mural, the man is obviously old and can no longer drive the gliding magic weapon like he did when he was young and lead the team to the front.

In the past few decades, more than half of the two hundred people have been lost in order to find a way out. However, from the content of the painting, it can be seen that such attempts are not without results. They seem to have contacted the sentinel point built on the top of the mountain before, and leaving the mountains is just around the corner.

But Prince Yong did not do so.

He chose to use the patio as his mausoleum and enter eternal sleep here.

Although there is no explanation in the painting, Xia Fan can still guess a little clue. A king has been away from the center of power for decades, and the court of Yong Dynasty must have undergone earth-shaking changes. Even if he can return to the capital safely, it must not be a good thing to face the newly ascended Prince Yong.

In short, Prince Yong stayed, and Mistress Stitch also stayed.

Not only that, the mistress also used the secret method of the blood clan to give birth to a child with the blood of both sides. In order to awaken the child as a sensor, the mistress introduced her original blood into the body of the descendant, and this scene was also recorded by the muralist.

"Oh my god..." Hualin suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Xia Fan turned his head and looked at her.

"This ceremony is not the first embrace ceremony..." She covered her lips in disbelief, "The mistress used the inheritance ceremony to transfer her blood to the next generation..."

"What does that mean?" Xia Fan asked puzzled.

"It means that this child is not the descendant of Mistress Stitch, but the next generation of Mistress..." Hualin murmured.