Chapter 259 Mural

Chapter 259 Mural

This way we can safely leave our backs to each other.

I took out the bell and pushed the wooden fish I had just picked up to Duanmei like offering a treasure.

"This is what I picked up in the cave just now. I don't know why there is an old monk who has passed away down there, and there is a wooden fish and a mallet in front of him to hit the wooden fish."

In fact, I am very curious about why the old monk appeared in the depths of the cave.

I don't know how old he is, anyway, he just called the old monk.

Anyway, he must have been dead for many years, and compared to me, he must be an old guy.

As for who he is, it is unknown.

When I meet Master Kongduan, I can mention it to him.

Walking forward ten meters along the mural corridor, I saw the whole picture of the whole banquet.

I also saw the Buddha who should appear in the mural.

I don't know which group of Buddhas appeared in this banquet.

But seeing him sitting at the top, I guessed that he should be the Buddha with a very high status, otherwise he would not be invited to the top.

I always felt that there were clues hidden in this mural, so I took a few steps back and began to look at this mural carefully.

I suddenly discovered something, that is, all the contents on the entire wall painting.

Whether it was the immortals who appeared in it or the Buddha.

Everyone was drinking and eating with their heads down, and no one raised their heads.

I couldn't see their full appearance, I could only see their hair and clothes.

Even the female immortals who served wine and fruit mostly had their backs to us.

There were only two female immortals facing me, and their faces were hazy, and their facial features could not be seen at all.

I discovered such content, and Duanmei discovered it early.

Seeing me moving around here, Duanmei held me down.

Pulled me back to the original position of the mural,

"The female immortal in the mural is moving, be careful."

I went to take a look, and did not find that the female immortal in the mural was moving.

However, I deliberately remembered her position and which immortal she corresponded to.

After walking two steps forward and looking back, I found that she seemed to have walked one step forward.

When I saw her just now, her left leg was clearly in front, but now it turned into her right leg.

This made me feel very magical. How could such a thing happen to a normal mural?

The characters on the mural moved. Could it be that the mural became a spirit?

I plucked up my courage and knocked on the mural, and found that the mural was really built on stone.

I don’t know what the pigment is made of, anyway, I reached out and knocked it.

The joint position actually brought down some blue-green pigment.

I rubbed the pigment at the joint with my other hand and found that the pigment fell off easily.

Normally, this kind of pigment that fades easily cannot be preserved for a long time.

But judging from the construction style of this underground palace, it has at least a history of several hundred years.

How can such quality pigment be preserved until now?

I was very confused and looked at Duanmei.

I shook the pigment in my hand again.

Duanmei also took out a pack of tissues from somewhere and carefully wiped the material on my hand onto the tissues.

Then he folded the tissue and put it back in his pocket.

I didn't know why he did this, and I didn't ask specifically.

In this situation, I should concentrate on dealing with the matter at hand.

I looked at every corner of the mural and suddenly found a pillar.

There seemed to be a red circle, just like the structure of a spring.

I looked carefully and suddenly had an absurd idea in my mind. Could this red circle be the old snake?

Or the ancestor of the old snake!

If it is really the old snake, he should be hovering on the pillar.

But can a spirit like the old snake also participate in the gathering of the immortals?

If he can even participate in such a gathering, he is a bit too powerful.

I want to touch the red circle on the mural, but I am a little hesitant in my heart, what if it is really the old snake.

If I touch him like this, is it a bit disrespectful?

I was hesitating in my heart, and suddenly I found that the circling red circle suddenly jumped out of the mural.

After landing, it really turned into an old snake.

"You two are so lucky to have come here. The safest place in the entire underground palace is here."

There was a flash of excitement in my eyes. Really? This is the safest place!

I subconsciously looked back at the fairy, and she walked forward a lot.

Now I am close to the front half of the mural.

If you are not careful, you may not notice it.

But Duanmei is a man who is as careful as a hair. He pays attention to these things very seriously.

"Why is the senior in the mural? This mural is really a banquet for immortals."

I asked curiously, if there are really immortals in the world, why can't I see any traces of immortals.

You can't say that immortals really live in the sky, right?

In recent years, human beings have explored the sky enough.

Even the moon, which is said to have a moon palace in mythology, has human footprints.

In the video, I only saw the bumpy craters on the moon.

But I didn't see any palaces, Chang'e, or the osmanthus tree on the moon.

The old snake shook his head humanely. Anyway, I'm not that afraid of him now.

How could I be afraid of my lifesaver? Besides, I think the old snake is very approachable.

He seems like an ordinary uncle next door. If he is willing to transform into a human form, it would be great.

"There is no such thing as a banquet for immortals in the world. It is just a fantasy of later generations. The reason why this mural is so real is that the pigments used in painting are all spiritual things. For example, the white, pink and red are all from people."

I am a little confused. How can the pigments come from people?

It can't be what I think.

The white is human ashes, and the red is human blood, which is processed.

If this is really the case, I think I will not be able to accept it.

Think about the pigments on my hands just now. Could it be someone's ashes?

The old snake looked at my cowardly appearance and sneered disdainfully.

His mocking laughter did not make me angry. If I was angry, I would really be angry out of shame.

Facing my lifesaver, I don't have such a small tolerance, and I won't show an inappropriate temper at this time.

"It seems that you have guessed it. Just as you imagined, the white is ashes, and the red is human blood. After being processed, this painting has spirituality. As for why I appear in the painting, it is because they cast a spell to trap me in this painting."