Under the blue shirt and white hair, there is an indescribable temperament, which can be seen from his back. It seems elegant, cold and arrogant. It seems that the combination of various temperaments has formed a unique charm, which is enough to make people stand in front of him.
, instinctively felt ashamed and lowered his head.
Jin Duoming was like this. After seeing Zhao Pingfang, he immediately bowed respectfully.
"Xiao Ming pays homage to Uncle Zhao." Jin Duoming spoke quickly. In fact, he knew very well that the man in front of him did not have his current status because of his relationship with Taoist companions. It should even be said on the contrary, it was precisely because of Zhao Pingfang's influence on the federation.
The importance makes his Taoist companions not only excellent themselves, but also have an extremely smooth career.
It's just that compared to the household name of the Martian Territory Lord, Zhao Pingfang is not well-known among the people. Only in the upper circles and among various forces, he stands out and is extremely aloof.
Wang Baole originally wanted to pay his respects, but when he heard Jin Duoming calling himself Xiao Ming, he almost laughed out loud even though the sight of Zhao Pinfang's back put him under a lot of pressure. However, Wang Baole knew the rules and immediately bowed to Zhao Pinfang.
"Xiao Le meets Uncle Zhao."
As soon as Wang Baole spoke, Jin Duoming raised his eyebrows, glanced at Wang Baole, and noticed Wang Baole's expression when he saw himself calling himself Xiao Ming, but he did not speak, but was ready to watch the show.
At the same time, Zhao Pingfang, who was looking at the mural with his back to them, also had a strange look on his face at this moment, but it soon turned calm and slowly turned around.
The moment he turned around, the moment Wang Baole saw Zhao Pingfang's appearance clearly, even though Wang Baole often claimed that he was the most handsome man in the federation, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. In fact, even though Zhao Pingfang was middle-aged, his handsome appearance was...
His sharp and angular face exuded an extraordinary meaning. It is conceivable that when he was young, he must have been fresh and handsome, like a jade tree facing the wind!
Although he is middle-aged, his white hair and gentleness make his lethality seem to be even more powerful in terms of appearance.
"We are all men..." Wang Baole sighed deeply in his heart. When the sour feeling kept rising, he quickly suppressed it. However, he always felt that Zhao Pingfang looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
While Wang Baole was feeling surprised, Zhao Pingfang turned around and looked at Jin Duoming and Wang Baole calmly.
His eyes only glanced at Jin Duoming, and the focus fell on Wang Baole. He looked at it carefully for a long time with a trace of scrutiny, and even snorted at the end.
This made Wang Baole's heart skip a beat, and after some fury in his heart, Zhao Pingfang withdrew his gaze, turned around again, and looked at the mural. From beginning to end, he didn't say a word.
This made Wang Baole frightened. He quickly glanced at Jin Duoming with an inquiring look in his eyes. Jin Duoming blinked and looked like he didn't know what was going on.
Wang Baole took a breath and felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what the problem was, so he couldn't help but think about it in his heart.
"Why are you staring at me? You even snorted... No, there's something wrong here, could it be..." Wang Baole thought about it, and suddenly rolled his eyes, secretly thinking that Zhao Pingfang, like his Taoist companions, really wanted to recruit him
Not a son-in-law!
Seeing that Wang Baole seemed to be full of doubts, Jin Duoming smiled in his heart and did not explain, but stood aside obediently. As for Zhao Pingfang, he did not pay attention to the doubts written on Wang Baole's face. Instead, after staring at the mural for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said
The first words the three of them said after meeting.
"You two come closer and tell me what you see from this mural."
As Zhao Pingfang's gentle voice echoed, Jin Duoming immediately stepped forward and looked at the mural with a serious look. Wang Baole also quickly put away his thoughts, came to Zhao Pingfang, and looked up at the mural.
He had roughly scanned this mural before, and now he was looking at it up close, looking at the collapsing planet, watching the souls of the dead on the planet gathering into a river and blending into the starry sky. Although this painting was a bit weird, it was hard to see that there was anything wrong with it.
There was no clue, especially considering that Zhao Pingfang had looked at him strangely before, so Wang Baole did not speak first, but pretended to watch.
But at this glance, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly shrank. He was far away before and the feeling was not strong, but now he was close. While observing, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a slight breath coming from the mural...
This aura is imperceptible to others and is extremely weak, but to Wang Baole, who has practiced the underworld method, it is very familiar. He even stepped forward to touch it just to be sure. The moment he touched the mural,
Wang Baole was shocked. He was already sure that there was dark energy in this mural!!
"Xiao Ming, you speak first." When Wang Baole was shocked, Zhao Pingfang said calmly.
Jin Duoming quickly said yes. After thinking about it for a while, he spoke in a deep voice.
"Uncle Zhao, in my opinion, this mural contains infinite meaning, but my nephew is stupid and can only see that it seems to contain thoughts of hope, such as the death of the stars, the flying out of the soul, everything is...
It’s the ultimate expression. I feel...things must be reversed when they go to the extreme, and this extreme description may contain hope and some kind of vitality that I don’t quite understand!”
Jin Duoming's answer sounded very exciting to Wang Baole. This was no longer just about watching the mural, but deducing its deeper meaning from the mural. At the same time, Wang Baole also observed that Zhao Pingfang changed his mind after hearing this answer.
, seemed to nodded slightly, this scene immediately made Wang Baole understand that this was an assessment!
"Do important people like to take assessments when they meet?" Wang Baole sighed, and just as he was thinking about how to speak, Zhao Pingfang's voice came.
"Wang Baole, it's your turn!"
"Shit..." Wang Baole felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He felt that Zhao Pingfang treated him differently. He called Jin Duoming Xiaoming with a gentle tone, but when he called himself, he called him by his first name. This showed that Zhao Pingfang had a prejudice against him.
Although he didn't know where this prejudice came from, Wang Baole was not convinced and his temper grew. He turned to look at Zhao Pingfang directly.
"Master Zhao, different people have different views on the meaning of this mural. Xiao Ming thinks it is hope, and I think it is more like a ritual. But in any case, these are all speculations, and I have another idea about this mural.
judge!"
"This mural comes from the Divine Weapon Crypt of Mars!" The first half of Wang Baole's words did not make Zhao Pingfang's expression change at all, but the second half of his words made Zhao Pingfang suddenly turn around and look at Wang Baole again.
This time, there was no more scrutiny in his eyes, but a hint of strangeness.
"Why do you say that?"
"It's just intuition!" Wang Baole raised his head and said quietly with his hands behind his back, secretly thinking, "Don't you treat me differently? I also have a temper."
Jin Duoming blinked and took a few steps back. He felt that Wang Baole could easily get beaten when he spoke to Zhao Pingfang like this, but Zhao Pingfang's eyes were more strange, and even gradually turned into appreciation, as if he was replying to Wang Baole,
He was extremely satisfied, and finally, to Jin Duoming's surprise, he actually smiled.
"Many people from the Federation came to see this mural, but Wang Baole was the first one to directly point out the origin of this thing without knowing the details!"
"As expected of the New City City Lord who suppressed the catacombs. You have thought a lot about exploring the catacombs, so you can develop such an intuition!"
"You are right. This mural comes from the Mars Divine Weapon Cave. It was one of the items found inside when the various forces entered for the first time!"
"And this mural is very strange. It is not static, but under a specific light, it can show another picture hidden inside!" Zhao Pingfang said this, raised his right hand and waved, and suddenly the room in Laboratory No. 3
, the light suddenly changed, and the surrounding caves disappeared, replaced by a starry sky!
It was as if the three of them had moved into space and were now standing in the vast starry sky, and this environment was completely integrated with the mural. Or, to a certain extent, it was as if the three of them had entered the mural.
world.
At this moment, the scene in the mural changed. Although the planet was still collapsing, and although countless souls were still floating out into the river, outside the planet, at the end of the soul river, in the starry sky...
There is an extra black boat!!
There is a man in black robe standing on this lonely black boat. This man in black robe is holding a special oar in his hand, and there is a lamp tied to this oar!
Lonely boat, black robe, light oar!
The lonely boat seems to be able to separate Yin and Yang, and the light of the lamp oar is like the guidance of a lighthouse. As the man in black robe moves forward silently, behind him... the souls gathered in the river, their expressions are no longer painful,
Instead, he followed in peace, all the way...to extradite him!
"Have you ever heard of the Ming Sect?" In the starry sky, Zhao Pingfang echoed softly with a tone that was almost obsessed with admiration, as if he was not asking, but talking to himself.