Chapter 656: The Mystery of the Mural Painting

Chapter 656: The Mystery of the Mural Painting

There was a trace of warm affection flowing between Tang Feng and Lin Mengjia, and to others, it was like throwing out another handful of dog food.

For these single dogs around, being shown a face of affection inexplicably, I really feel that this taste is not very good.

However, Zhang Sunying's attention was not on this at all. She looked at Tang Feng, and what she thought in her heart was just a sentence he blurted out seemingly completely unintentionally just now: This dragon is a divine beast, how can a group of monks kill it? of?

This group of monks is naturally talking about people in this sect. At first, these people were regarded as god-like figures by their ancestors, but Tang Feng spoke with contempt for them. The dragon, which even monks could not deal with, was subdued by Tang Feng.

How capable is this man?

Holding a magnifying glass, Meng Qiongyun looked at the murals one by one, and couldn't help but gasp in admiration. Meng Zhong took the camera and started taking pictures, because there was no light in the tower, and it was completely dark. They can see clearly after taking Mingmu Dan, but the camera is naturally unusable in the dark.

Because he was worried that the flash would destroy the mural, Meng Zhong could only take out his mobile phone to illuminate it. There is no signal coverage in the mountains, and it is useless for them to hold their mobile phones at ordinary times. He didn't dare to waste it, he only turned it on when taking pictures, and then immediately kept the screen black to save power.

This mural is on the bottom floor, which is the floor where they are, and it depicts the scene of the construction of this underground building complex. Go up the stairs and reach the second floor, where many people live here. The state of daily life, judging from the pictures, is completely the pastoral life in the countryside in the history of China, and it is not much different from the outside world.

The characters in these images are wearing clothes of three different colors, red, black, and white. Presumably Chang Sun Yi and others are based on these three colors of clothing to distinguish that they are three different families, but They didn't know the surnames of these three families, so they preconceived that the Changsun family was one of them.

While looking at the mural, Meng Qiongyun unconsciously walked up the stone stairs.

The murals on it are extremely delicate, with armies fighting dragons, mage-like figures in gray robes casting spells, a group of people performing sacrifices, weddings and funerals, and births of babies.

When we got to the highest level, we drew a long narrative painting around the inner wall of the tower, which is the curse that Chang Sun Yi said. Afterwards, he bid farewell to the people here, but those people in three-color clothes, with eager and worried expressions on their faces, made stop gestures, as if they were trying to persuade them to stay, but in the end this person He still left, but when he walked out of Kunlun, he fell to the ground and died.

This painting is very delicate, and the expressions of the characters in the painting can be seen clearly. There are old men with dissuading faces, and young girls with sad eyebrows and eyes. The group of people waits with different expressions. When you look at it, it seems that you can feel their emotions. Emotions, hear them speak.

Seeing that Meng Qiongyun was watching carefully, the others were also curious and followed along.

Fortunately, the stone staircase is very spacious, even if many people walk on it at the same time, it doesn't feel crowded.

On each painting, there are a few lines of text. The little girl and Zhou Wan are identifying each other. While watching, they communicate with each other to verify whether the words and sentences they have identified are correct. Others follow them and listen to the conversation between the two. Although it was not very coherent, it was possible to deduce what they were talking about.

What is recorded in this painting is roughly the same as what Tang Feng and Changsun Yi said before, but some details have been added. In addition, the little girl and Zhou Wan's identification of those words confirms these things.

Not long after, everyone had already reached the highest place, and on the lowest floor, only Tang Feng, Lin Mengjia, and Dabai who was squatting on the ground were left.

As a spirit beast, Dabai naturally has no interest in these murals. It was supposed to protect Meng Qiongyun, but it knew that there was no danger here, and seeing that he was just looking at the murals, it didn't follow, and only stayed with Tang Feng. Beside, quite a bit bored.

Lin Mengjia looked up and asked Tang Feng curiously: "The above did not say why there are no wooden things here at all. Could it be because the lighting here is all relying on fire, and I am afraid that the wood will be easy to burn?" Does it cause a fire?"

She hadn't noticed this question before, but after it was brought up by everyone, she felt a little bit puzzled in her heart. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was the most reasonable explanation.

Tang Feng nodded and said: "This is one of the reasons, but it is not complete. I guess it should be related to the five elements of this prisoner dragon formation. The taboo of this formation is the wood attribute, so here, it is completely prohibited The presence of various wooden utensils."

"Guess? Couldn't you see it?" Lin Mengjia had a bit of disbelief on her face. In her opinion, Tang Feng was already omnipotent. In this world, there seemed to be nothing that could stop him.

Tang Feng said with a smile: "Formation is so varied and there is no unity. As long as it follows the most basic rules, everyone can set up their own formation, even between master and apprentice. How can I see through everyone's thoughts and know the personal mysteries inside their formations?"

Lin Mengjia suddenly realized, and said: "I understand, this is like music, perhaps the greatest composer, can't think of a song that a child occasionally hums."

This metaphor is very vivid, Tang Feng nodded with a smile, and said: "But it can also be said in the same way. I can break this formation, but I can't fully understand the details inside."

Lin Mengjia nodded, but then, with a bit of curiosity, said: "How can the members of the eldest grandson's family see that nine generations have lived here in these paintings? But there are babies painted on them. Based on this, we can only infer that there are people living here, but the precise number of Nine Generations is on the mural, so you can't see it at all, right?"

Tang Feng scanned the mural again, with a playful look in his eyes.

In the record of Daowen above, there are nine generations of words, but the members of the Changsun family don't recognize Daowen at all, how do they know?