The sunlight shone on the waterfall, and the light reflected from the waterfall was projected into the stone chamber. The light in the stone chamber was filled with light. Yang Ning's eyes had already moved away from the skeleton and stared at the stone wall in front of him.

What surprised Yang Ning was that the stone wall in front of him was actually very smooth, without any uneven steep stones. The whole stone wall was as smooth as a mirror. Not only that, but the other two stone walls were also like this.

The stone walls are smooth and not very fresh, but on the three stone walls, there are many murals carved, which are mixed but not messy, forming a group of murals.

The three-sided murals seem to be a dance. The human figure is very simple from the waist and above, and it is not obvious whether it is a man or a woman. However, the drawings are very detailed from the bottom of the legs. He roughly estimated that the murals on the three walls, which are as many as 40 or 50, are all hand-carved.

Yang Ning glanced at the skeleton, knowing that if he had guessed correctly, the carvings on the stone wall should have been carved by this person before his life. I thought that this person was alone in this cave, lonely and boring, so he had nothing to do to carve on the stone wall.

However, when this man arrived at this cave, he naturally knew how to leave. Whether he was walking out of the crack or jumping down from the waterfall, he could easily get out of trouble, but he didn't know why he wanted to stay here?

These murals cannot be carved overnight. This person even stayed in this stone chamber until his death. I really don’t know why.

Yang Ning had no interest in dancing. When he returned to the stone table, he saw that the box was covered with a thick layer of dust, and even a thick spider web was formed on the edge. He immediately brushed away the dust on it with his sleeves. He found that the box was made of brass, and the lid was carved with patterns, which looked like a lotus. The overall color of the box was copper-yellow, but the lotus seemed to be painted with black paint and turned into a black lotus.

The box was not locked. After Yang Ning opened it, he found that there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones piled up inside. A thick stack of paper was already quite yellow.

"It seems that this person is still a scholar." Yang Ning thought that there was something in the box. When he saw that it was just ordinary pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he couldn't help but laugh. He stroked a clean area on the table, and then took out the things in the box one by one. In addition to two brushes, a square inkstone, a few ink pieces, and a thick stack of yellow paper, there was a short blade under the box.

Yang Ning picked up the short knife. The scabbard looked very simple and had no tricks. He used force to pull out the blade inside. The light flashed, very dazzling, and then a cold air came towards him.

Yang Ning couldn't help but shivered.

This short knife looks like a dagger, but it grows a small piece more than an ordinary dagger. Just looking at the sharp blade, the sharpness is fully displayed.

He stretched out a finger and pressed it against the blade, as if he was touching it on ice, and it was cold and irritating, and he couldn't help but say, "This thing is evil."

Of course he had played with a knife, but he had never felt such a cold blade.

"Is the carving on the wall carved by this knife?" Yang Ning couldn't help but think, but the blade was extremely bright, and there was no flaw in both the blade and the blade. He walked to the stone wall with the short knife, found a blank space, and the blade passed by. Wherever he passed, there was a deep trace, which was extremely sharp, but the short blade had no damage at all.

"It's indeed a treasure." Yang Ning was overjoyed. One of his hobbies was knives, and he particularly preferred this type of short blade. He collected a lot of daggers in his previous life.

Ordinary people cannot tell the pros and cons of knives, but experts know that there are many tricks.

Whether it is in terms of quality or its sharpness, Yang Ning can conclude that this short knife is really a famous weapon. If it were placed in later generations, it would definitely be priceless.

After putting his knife in the sheath, Yang Ning put it in his arms, then returned to the table and sat down. After flipping through the pile of yellow paper, half of which wrote the text. Although the ancient text was not very easy, Yang Ning could see that this person's writing was free and unrestrained, and had a strong momentum. Most of them were poetry and songs.

Suddenly I saw a piece of paper that was as if it was written in a letter. I could only recognize it carefully and barely recognize it. It said: "I have doubts in my heart, but my friendship is difficult to break this situation. I can only hide the world and keep the beginning." After a paragraph, I wrote: "All the differences are punished, and the pillars and beams will be cut off. I have not seen each other again, but my strength is far apart, and it is difficult to achieve success. But I have free and easy actions, and it is also difficult to hurt me!"

Yang Ning couldn't find out what the monk was thinking about, and he didn't know what it meant.

He put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone back into the copper box, took out the scroll from his arms, spread it on the stone table, and thought that the Lord Mu was obsessed with the scroll. It seemed that this Liuhe magic skill was really not simple.

He had already remembered the first six of the eleven pictures. He was bored at this time and began to observe the seventh picture again, hoping that he could see some clues with his intelligence and wisdom.

Yang Ning had no idea of ​​leaving immediately at this time.

He was very sure that the Mu Shenjun would never give up for this picture. He was likely to wander around the nearby generations. He would go out at this time and once he met him, he would definitely die.

The Lord Mu may not know that he is still alive, but he would never give up looking for a picture so easily. He would not give up until the Yellow River is not giving up, and he would not let go when he sees himself falling off the cliff.

Yang Ning knew that his hopes of catching up with the escort team and finding Xiaodie were getting slim, but he was in danger, so he could only save himself first.

If you break out rashly and really meet the Lord of Mu, let alone rescue Xiaodie, your life will be reimbursed immediately. Only by living on your own can you have the opportunity to continue looking for Xiaodie and rescue her from the water and fire.

Yang Ning spent half a day to determine the acupuncture points where the red line passes through the remaining five pictures. However, after reading the eleven pictures, Yang Ning could not see where the spirit was. However, the direction of the acupuncture points of each red line was already roughly remembered in his heart.

After noon, he was hungry in his stomach. Yang Ning looked at the stone chamber but couldn't find any food. He wondered how the skeleton survived before? Could it be that this man starved to death in this stone chamber?

He could only drink the water from the waterfall first, and poured half of his stomach. Fortunately, the water was sweet and refreshing, which temporarily relieved his hunger.

I walked around the stone chamber and looked at each picture. After turning around, I suddenly realized that the first pair of the wall on the left was exactly the same as the last picture on the right wall. The first picture on the left seemed to be a starting point. A dance was carved, and the last picture returned to the starting point.

Seeing the last carving, Yang Ning found that there were several rows of words engraved in the corner. He carefully identified it as a poem, saying, "The sandstorm and dust are rippling across the forest today. In the universe, I am alone in the world."

"I am alone and freely?" Yang Ning said lightly, and immediately thought of the inexplicable strange words on the yellow paper just now, thinking that this portrayal has something to do with that sentence?

Is this dance called Xiaoyaoxing?

There was nothing else here. Yang Ning couldn't help but stand in the posture according to the movements of the first picture, and then moved according to the movements of the second picture. After looking at seven or eight pictures, he found that the pace of the dance was very strange. It seemed that the movements of each picture were very clear, but the connection between them was quite abnormal. For example, one of the steps was to be converted into the steps of the next picture, and it actually took half a circle.

While he looked at the portrayal, he did the movements. The connection between the subsequent movements became more and more awkward. Some had to move forward or backward in a semi-arc shape, while others were obliquely and to the left, or one half-rotated to the right. You might not feel it when you only look at the murals, but if you do it yourself, you will find it difficult.

Yang Ning barely walked step by step, but his movements were stiff, which was far from the elegant and free feeling in the picture. He couldn't help but wonder if this set of portrayals cut corners and omitted many steps?

After walking about ten steps according to the carving, Yang Ning was a little anxious. It was not that he had poor patience, but that he seemed very distorted every step he took. Even he felt his movements were ugly and he could not get out of the elegant and elegant feeling. This greatly hit Yang Ning's confidence, so he gave up and lie on the ground and fell asleep.

But after lying down, my mind was not quiet. Sometimes there were the complicated acupoints in the scroll, and sometimes I thought about the steps I had just taken, thinking about how I could walk as elegant as on the murals.

After lying for a while, I got up and practiced my steps again. After practicing for a while, I felt a little depressed and stopped to ignore it. But after a while, I couldn't help but continue practicing. This dance seemed to have magic. Although the steps were strange, they seemed to have some attraction, which made people want to think about practicing.

In fact, although there are nearly fifty pictures on this mural, in the final analysis, it is only forty or fifty steps. However, these forty or fifty steps are strange. After walking down one set of steps, it is awkward, which makes Yang Ning sweat all over his body.

In the next two days, Yang Ning repeatedly practiced the steps he portrayed, and walked countless times from beginning to end. The path of the steps was already very familiar, but he could not get out of the elegant charm. Fortunately, the movements were stiffer than the beginning, and after two days, he had become much more skillful.

At the dusk of the third day, Yang Ning was so hungry that he couldn't stand it. These days he used the waterfall to fill his hunger, but it was not a food to replenish his physical strength. He was physically lacking, and he practiced Xiaoyaoxing for several consecutive days and was overdrawn. At this time, he was already so hungry that he was dizzy and knew that if he continued to stay here, he would be afraid that he would really starve to death.

Thinking that it has been three days since this time, no matter how patient the Lord Mu is, he should leave. It should be fine if he goes out at this time.

There are two roads to go out. One goes out along the cracks, climbs the vines to the top of the cliff when you go to the mountain wall, and the other one is very straightforward and jumps directly from the waterfall.

A height of more than ten meters is naturally very dangerous. Yang Ning knew that if he jumped down at such a height, he would have a full momentum, a mistake, a broken body or even a death.

However, if you go out of the crack, you can only go back to the top of the cliff, which is not safe after all.

Yang Ning leaned out and looked at the cliff below the entrance of the cave. It was quite steep. He could climb the cliff first. Even if he fell down, he was a pool below and there was always a chance to survive.

He did it as soon as he said that, Yang Ning did not hesitate and climbed down carefully from the entrance of the cave. Thinking of the sharp ice blade in his arms, he took it out and inserted it into the cliff. It was really as sharp as mud and it was very easy to penetrate. Yang Ning moved down a little bit, and with the help of the weapon, he went down several meters.

When he pulled out the ice blade again and was about to penetrate into the cliff, his feet slipped and his whole body had fallen down. Yang Ning quickly opened his hand and thrust his feet and fell first. He then fell into the pool below. When he fell into the water, his whole body shook, his internal organs rolled, and he was dizzy.

The pool was very deep. Yang Ning slowed down in the water for a while, then pulled out his limbs, swam for a while, and floated out of the water. He saw the shore, swam over and climbed up the shore, and his whole body was wet. The shock just now was a little uncomfortable, but he was not injured, nor had his life worries.

Looking around, it turned out that this place was already a valley with trees and trees, and towering mountains on all sides.

I was so hungry that I just wanted to find some wild fruits to satisfy my hunger. I saw a forest not far ahead. I quickly walked over and entered the forest. The sky gradually darkened. After searching for a while, I really found a few fruit trees. I didn't care about anything else. After picking the fruits, I sat under the tree to satisfy my hunger.

After eating six or seven fruits in a row, I relieved my hunger. I got up and stretched my waist. At this moment, I heard a sound around me, turned my head and looked over, and saw a pair of eyes staring at me like a blade. A figure was just a few steps away from me, like a beast that discovered prey.
Chapter completed!