The sky outside the cave is still windy and sunny, and the sun is shining brightly. This weather is very suitable for group tours to scenic areas such as the "Ewha Valley".

The wonderful scene of snow-butterflies withered flowers and flying flowers all over the sky sounds not only magical but also very desirable.

Now they are standing in the valley, and it is also the clearest and purest place in the entire valley: the Eye of the Soul.

But there is nothing pure and clear about this eye. Instead, it hides a huge crisis and an incomprehensible secret. They all just fell into it and were almost wiped out.

Kangran leaned against the pear tree and looked up at the clear sky, with a somewhat gloomy expression on his face. They no longer had the ability to travel between dreams and reality a thousand years ago. In this life, they are just mortals and can only be

Are you left with regrets when you have more ambition but less energy and return without success?

If they all withdraw due to fear according to Lan Tianxing's preset settings, they will not only be able to ensure their wealth and wealth for the rest of their lives, but they will also be able to enjoy a peaceful and peaceful life.

But deep down in their hearts, can they really regard all of this as a dream?

Ji Lang stood next to Huatang and asked with concern, "How do you feel, owner of the village? Are you feeling better?".

"Fortunately..." Huatang looked at the dim bead in his palm and smiled bitterly, "Maybe... it won't recover within three to five days!".

"Is it...because of my young master?" Ji Lang tried to ask. Lan Tianxing once used the blood of the God of War to seal the pearlescent light of this jasper bead.

Huatang looked at the direction where Qingchuan was standing and smiled, then shook his head, "Not sure, maybe... there are other reasons...".

"Oh? What the village owner means..." Ji Lang didn't understand, and then asked, "Are there any uncertain factors?".

Three days will pass quickly. If they cannot find an effective solution as soon as possible, they will only be able to return without success after three days, and it is still unknown whether they can retreat intact.

"Well! We... can only try our best. As for the result..." Huatang sighed before finishing his sentence.

Master Huazhuang's jasper bead has lost its pearlescent luster. Even if they force their way into the cave again, they will still be unable to do anything without the treasure's illumination, and will most likely fall into it again.

At this time, the Rose King had neither the intention to participate in the discussion nor the mood to sigh. She was only concerned about the pictures on the cave walls.

Huatang has shared all the pictures he took with everyone's mobile phones, and Rose King is studying them carefully one by one. Maybe women's minds are extra delicate and more imaginative. She has always felt that these murals

There is a lot of unspeakable information hidden in it.

Thousands of years ago, Zen Master Ming Ran was Ya Tou’s master, and it was he who guided Ya Tou to practice on the right path, so that she had the opportunity to achieve Zhengtong after a thousand years.

Because of the cause and effect of those past lives, Kang Ran should be able to understand some basic information even if he couldn't completely decipher it. It was only after his reminder that Huatang took these photos.

Therefore, even though he knew that Kangran was still in a weak and dazed state, the Rose King still came to him to exchange information despite being a bit unreasonable.

Three days was fleeting to some extent, and she couldn't and didn't dare not seize it.

The picture is not very clear. Not only was the light very dark when shooting, but the front of the screen seemed to be obscured by a layer of bloody mist. I can only half-guess and half-read the explanation based on imagination.

The bed curtains, bead curtains, candle shadows shook red, and the bed curtains and windows were all decorated with bright red happy characters.

The bead curtain was half-covered, and a corner of the gauze curtain beside the bed was lifted. Using guesswork and normal logical reasoning, one could feel that there was someone on the bed.

The brocade quilt is embroidered with colorful phoenixes and singing birds, and white-headed mandarin ducks playing in the water. The artistic conception expressed in this scene is that someone is newly married and has entered the bridal chamber. It is a very happy and happy scene.

The next few pictures are roughly the same scene, but the details are slightly different. After playing these pictures in sequence, it is like reading a comic strip.

The plot of the story is compact and continuous, and the person who painted it must also be a very patient or logical genius.

But who has the ability to suppress the monsters in the cave to carve these patterns, and then drive those things to keep this secret after carving?

Is she really the legendary ‘girl’ whose name is only heard but whose form is not seen?

Did she have anticipated the changes that would happen a thousand years later and laid these clues in advance for them to decipher?

But why did she do this? Is it because the secret cannot be revealed, so she can only express it in such a cryptic way?

The few prophecies that Xiaoyue left back then are already an unsolved mystery. Now here is another question, and each question is more difficult than the other. Why do they want to embarrass these close friends and relatives like this? It is also destined.

Result?

Cuiyan once said that she saw a scene in a mirror.

Mrs. Chenmeng of the Lan family is sleeping in a coffin, and there are people accompanying her. Did the person who carved these pictures think that the coffin is unsightly or unlucky, and deliberately painted it as a bridal chamber, hoping to make them last forever?

together?

There are scenes and objects in all the patterns on the screen, and the depictions are very detailed, but there is no information about the "people" at all.

The plot of the metaphor is very obvious, but the information is revealed so secretly. Is it because the 'girl' has always been beyond the reach of the young master Yun Yu and cannot marry him, so she can only express her long-cherished wish in this way.

?

This explanation seems to be quite reasonable.

If this is indeed the case, then these pictures are meaningless to them. Just like looking at the information, to half-read and half-guess a love story about unrequited love from a thousand years ago?

The sky was dim and dark, with no stars or moon in the sky, and the surroundings were shrouded in faint blue smoke, as if it was dusk.

The direction of the sunset could not be seen, the sky was not completely dark, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road. The Rose King looked around in a daze many times but could not find the exact direction.

The road in front of her was still very long. She walked for a long time as if she was still on the road. The surroundings were empty and silent. Apart from her, there was only a faint blue mist and the dim dusk on the horizon in the distance.

It seemed that she was the only one left in the world, and it was impossible for her to find anyone to ask for directions. She was the only one, a lonely and tired pedestrian, who kept walking forward aimlessly.

There seemed to be the sound of running water in the vague smoke, and the Rose King looked around to find the location of the running water. She knew that there was a stream passing through the valley. If she could find that stream, it would prove that she was still in the valley.

Nearby, she could also quickly determine the location and find a small pond to meet her brothers.

The stream flowed forward along the mountain. The water was crystal clear, and there were pieces of falling petals following the water. She had seen this beautiful scenery in the Pear Blossom Valley more than once.

At the end of the creek bridge, there is an exquisite pavilion and palace hidden in the blue mist. It is magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, and is extremely luxurious, just like a palace of gods.

The petals were falling among the winding paths of the pavilion. There was no wind, and everything was very silent. It was so quiet that it made people shudder.

There was a stream flowing under the bridge, and it was still quiet. There was no sound of gurgling water or any waves. She seemed to have strayed into a wonderful painting, and she was swimming in the middle of the painting.

Rose King tried her best to calm down and think about the problem. Since there is such a luxurious palace here, there should be people living in it. Even if she, a pedestrian who accidentally lost her way, can't go in and make trouble, she can always ask for directions outside the door.

?

The palace door was only ajar, and the Rose King reached out and knocked on it as if nothing had been touched. She then knocked a few more times, but the knocking sound was so soft that she didn't even hear it, let alone what was inside.

Someone would come out and open the door for her, or patiently give her directions.

King Rose knocked a few more times but no one answered. Sister Mei, who was not usually very gentle, pushed the door open and barged in. No matter whether it is heaven or hell, you have to go in and see it with your own eyes to know, right?

"Since my sister can come here, she is destined to be with us..." A very gentle and gentle voice came out, sounding a bit familiar after a long absence.

"Madam? Chen Meng..." The Rose King looked up in surprise. In the lingering blue mist, a woman with long hair and a white dress was smiling at her, like a dream, floating in the wind.

According to their biological relationship in the mortal world, Rose King should be regarded as Chen Meng’s half-sister. But I wonder if their biological relationship still counts in this illusory and imaginary environment?
Chapter completed!