Chen Yang raised his eyebrows: "Human skin painting?"
Zhu Wuneng reached into his arms and took out a gray leather scroll.
He looked at Chen Yang with questioning eyes.
Chen Yang nodded: "Open it and take a look."
Zhu Wuneng carefully untied the rope from the human skin roll. After all, it had been passed down for a long time and he was afraid that it would be destroyed if he applied even a little force.
At the same time, he asked in surprise: "Prince Chen, the human skin is bright, what does this mean?"
Chen Yang did not answer, but just focused his gaze on the scroll of human skin that Zhu Wuneng slowly unfolded.
The moonlight is like water, shining on the human skin roll.
Thousands of years have passed, but the human skin scroll is still the same, and the moonlight is still the same as before.
On the human skin scroll, mineral pigments are used to vividly depict a baby being born on a rock, being baptized on the top of the head, then standing on a high place, being worshiped by countless people, and finally lying in a huge coffin, suspended by thick chains.
The scene in mid-air.
That was clearly the legendary life of the Khitan goddess.
What made Chen Yang and Zhu Wuneng, who stretched his neck to look at the human skin scroll, widen his eyes was that as the moonlight went by, every stroke and every stroke of the scenes depicted on the human skin scroll were...
It's lighting up and the brilliance is flowing.
Under the flowing light, the scene painted on the human skin scroll suddenly came to life.
The baby seemed to cry;
The magic stone seemed to be releasing purple smoke;
The sacrificial sounds of mountains and tsunamis, from far to near...
"this......"
Zhu Wuneng's face was covered with oil and sweat, and his hands holding the scroll of human skin were trembling.
If Chen Yang hadn't been standing opposite, he might have lost control.
"alright."
Chen Yang's look of surprise only remained for a moment, and then he withdrew his gaze and gave a calm order.
Zhu Wuneng let out a sigh of relief and closed the scroll of human skin with unprecedented agility. He held it in his hand like a soldering iron and did not dare to stuff it into his arms.
"It's so evil, it's so evil."
"That Khitan goddess is destined to be a big rice dumpling."
Zhu Wuneng held the fat back of his hand and kept wiping the oil and sweat on his face.
Strangely, the main thing Chen Yang saw on his face was not fear, but excitement.
The fat man was shaking with excitement.
It's the excitement of finally having something to work for.
Chen Yang smiled and said, "There's nothing evil."
Zhu Wuneng's green bean-sized eyes were full of curiosity and curiosity.
"I guess that Khitan goddess realized something was wrong before she died."
"The spiritual energy in the world should have changed at that time, and abilities such as spiritual stones were constantly fading."
"The strength and lifespan she gained from the magic stone can no longer be sustained, so she arranged this."
"The mineral pigments used on the human skin scrolls are probably mixed with powder filed off the magic stone."
"Normally, you can't see anything. When the spiritual energy recovers and the spiritual stone reappears, these powders derived from the magic stone will naturally change."
When Chen Yang said this, Zhu Wuneng immediately understood and no longer had any scruples. He stuffed the scroll of human skin into his arms, scratched his head and said: "Prince Chen, can that Khitan goddess really come back to life?
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"resurrection?"
Chen Yang smiled: "That is just a magic stone, that is, a spiritual stone. Even if it may be the most powerful stone in the world, it cannot bring the dead back to life."