Doomsday bosses conferred gods in escape games

Chapter 122 Revitalizing Middle School 22
Xiao Chongshan: "Then what do you need to recover?"

A Luo: "Energy." After a pause, he added, "The more the better."

Xiao Chongshan only felt that A Luo seemed to be different in some way, but it seemed that there was no difference, she was still her, the A Luo he was familiar with.

"Are you injured?" A Luo looked at Xiao Chongshan, questioning with a sure tone.

Xiao Chongshan said lightly, "It's okay, just a little injury."

Ah Luo didn't believe it, she looked at him straight, "Who did it?"

Xiao Chongshan said lightly: "It has been killed."

Hearing that A Luo was slightly satisfied, her pale little face seemed to be a little more bloody.

Zhou Bin, who heard the conversation between the two clearly, remained silent. Xiao Chongshan's words of nothingness and minor injuries were mixed with too much water. Zhou Bin shook his legs. He couldn't afford to experience such nothingness and minor injuries. Similarly, the former is a big boss, and he can retreat unscathed no matter what he does. In his case, he is more likely to be seriously injured and die from excessive blood loss.

"Hello, my name is Lu, and I'm an archaeologist. May I ask you some questions?" Old Professor Lu sat there for a while, but couldn't help but walked over, and said politely.

Ah Luo didn't feel sleepy, but in the deal with "A Luo", she paid a great price, and now her soul and body are so weak that she doesn't want to move.

Ah Luo looked at Xiao Chongshan, who is this?
Xiao Chongshan looked at Old Professor Lu, there was no malice in his eyes, but with the fanaticism and stubbornness of a scholar in his favorite field.

Xiao Chongshan hesitated for a moment, took out the painting scroll from his arms, and opened it carefully. The girl on the painting looked exactly the same as A Luo, but the eyebrows were very similar, and one could tell at a glance that the person in the painting was the person in front of her eyes.

A Luo was stunned.

what is this?
The person in the painting is so familiar, isn't that her?

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, "Where did you get this painting?"

Xiao Chongshan looked at Old Professor Lu, and A Luo followed his gaze to look at Old Professor Lu, "Where did you get this painting?"

She repeated it again, with no waves in her tone, but only Ah Luo knew the turmoil in her heart, and Xiao Chongshan also felt something.

Old Professor Lu explained in a very good temper, the same as what he said to Xiao Chongshan at the beginning, "This is one of the batch of cultural relics seized when arresting cultural relics for reselling in the black market."

"After I received this painting, I started investigation and research on this painting, but I was surprised to find that the text and material system of this painting are all in the known history, and I can't find any corresponding ones. history, this is an undiscovered ancient culture."

"So I launched an antiquities research project specifically for this ancient painting, trying to find out the hidden history and culture behind it. If this painting is not a counterfeit modern handicraft used to trick people, then its existence is worth a thousand dollars."

"So... Miss A Luo, I have a heartfelt request, can you help me?" If the old professor's tone was very excited.

He pointed at the writing on the painting, his eyes frenzied, "I have never found similar writing among the discovered ancient writing, this is an undiscovered writing, behind it represents an undiscovered ancient culture. "

Old Professor Lu thought of something, and felt a little lost, "To tell you the truth, I have been carrying out this project for two or three years, but there has been no progress. The latest progress is that my friend has found an ancient culture that is suspected to be related to this undiscovered ancient culture." related tombs."

Old Professor Lu let out a long breath, and his tone was full of regret, "It's a pity that I came to this strange dungeon world before I rushed there. I thought this project would be interrupted, but I didn't expect to meet you. "

To Professor Lu, the girl in front of him is a walking history talker.He looked at A Luo very enthusiastically, A Luo didn't care about this detail, Xiao Chongshan moved forward a little, blocking old Professor Lu's fiery eyes.

Ah Luo reached out to take the painting. The girl in the painting was leaning against the fence of the pavilion, smiling sweetly and picturesquely.

Ah Luo was stunned, so strange, yet so familiar.

This is her.

Her hundreds of years ago.

A Luo's thoughts drifted away, and she looked into the eyes of the girl in the painting, as if she had passed hundreds of years of time and space. She looked at her former self, that delicate and innocent girl, who didn't know the sufferings of the world, and didn't know the fate of the future. Bad news is still a precious jewel in the palm of your hand.

The eyes of the person in the painting are very beautiful, as if saying to her, "Who are you? How dare you look at me directly? Do you want to die?"

She gently raised her hand, and in Professor Lu's distressed eyes, lightly touched the girl in the painting. She lowered her eyes for a while, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. It has been hundreds of years, and she has forgotten a lot things.

It seems that a long time ago, someone did such a painting for her.She was born in a noble family, and her flatterers followed her, and her gold and silver treasures were innumerable.The painters in the palace had painted countless paintings for her, but none of them were this one, and those paintings had been burned long ago.No one dared to keep her portrait, let alone paint.

Those memories of the past have long been blurred, and she can't remember the appearance of those people, but this painting brought her back to the past.

Through the painting, she seemed to see the man.

Under the steps of the palace, the man is wearing a moon-white robe. He looks like a handsome man with a cool breeze, like a bright moon, and like a square jade.

However, since I have made a choice, why bother... to make such a painting again, as if to entrust my longing, or to regret...

What's the point?
A Luo looked at this well-preserved, age-old painting, and it was not difficult to see how much the painter cherished this painting, as well as the nostalgia for the person in the painting...

Xiao Chongshan can also see the painter's affection for the person in the painting, it should be A Luo's old knowledge, or...

Xiao Chongshan withdrew his gaze, but heard a tearing sound. He raised his eyes and saw the painting torn by A Luo with a blank expression, his expression was astonished.

Old Professor Lu exclaimed, he didn't care about anything, and snatched the torn painting. A Luo tore the girl in the painting in half, just like her broken beautiful past.

Old Professor Lu: "Miss A Luo, what are you doing?"

He treasured the painting in his arms, his eyes full of distress and dissatisfaction.

A Luo lowered her eyes: "Things that shouldn't exist should naturally be destroyed. This painting... belongs to me. Could it be that I don't have the right to dispose of my own portrait?"

As soon as these words came out, some guesses of Old Professor Lu and Xiao Chongshan were verified in a disguised form.

Xiao Chongshan: "A Luo?"

Old Professor Lu's eyes lit up: "This is really an undiscovered ancient culture. Do you know what history this is, and what do the words on the painting mean?"

After a long time, Ah Luo heard her own voice: "This is Yi Chao."

　I want a ticket~

　　Ball~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)