Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 822: Beaulieu Holy Infant (21)

"Okay!" Everyone responded in unison.

Start to look around the hall, it is a circular hall, there are still some murals painted on the walls of the hall, in the center of the hall, there is a small clear spring, the spring water is only the size of a well, gurgling Gudu was bubbling, and there was nothing superfluous in the other surroundings.

"What is this place? Why is it so empty?"

Compared with the place they came all the way, the layout here is quite simple, except for murals and spring water, there are no other decorations.

"What the hell is this ghost mother doing? Why isn't there even a statue of a Beaulieu here."

"Find the exit, don't be a dead end."

Everyone searched around, but couldn't find the exit, so they couldn't help yelling.

"Holding the grass, Shen Lanshang did it on purpose. She must know that we can't get out here, so she drove us here on purpose."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone cursed for a while.

Jiang Fu calmed down all of a sudden, he underestimated Shen Lanshang.

Shen Lanshang is definitely the most formidable opponent he has ever met in his life, making it hard to guard against.

He was extremely angry, and a sense of arrogance was born in his heart, but he calmed down instead.

He got up and looked at the murals around him.

Since there are murals, we must be able to find messages from them.

Shen Lanshang will not do useless work, she must have a purpose for forcing them into this passage.

He found the first mural and looked at it one by one. Ming Xiao followed behind him, holding his sleeve tightly.

This day, seeing too many dead people, her nerves have been in a tense state, and relying on Jiang Fu can make her feel a little more at ease.

"What is this mural about?"

Ming Xiao's attainments in archaeology are really mediocre, and he can't understand the deep meaning contained in these simple pictures.

Jiang Fu thought for a while and said in words: "I can only talk about my understanding, let's think of a way together."

"Okay, Brother Jiang, tell me, let's listen!"

Jiang Fu said: "This first mural depicts people praying to the sky for rain. You can see that the figure in the portrait is facing the sky with his hands up. The person in front of him is behaving strangely and has feathers on his head. He should be a wizard. There is a dragon in the clouds." Although you can't see the image of the dragon clearly, you can infer that it must be a Panlong."

"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.

Ming Xiao looked at the ancient and clumsy words with simple lines, but his heart was thundering. Those simple and powerful graphics seemed to come to life, becoming real ghost mothers and gods.Her eyes went dark, and she took a step back, only to realize that she had just been confused.

She heard Zhao Qixing say: "The second picture is easy to understand. They asked for rain. Look, they are all dancing happily."

"What happened to the third painting? How did the dragon fall from the sky?"

Someone yelled, and everyone hurriedly gathered around to see that the Beaulieu that was vivid in the first two murals really fell down.

The dragon is dead? ? ?
What's happening here?
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Jiang Fu's eyes were full of doubts.

In the fourth mural, two mountains appear at the place where the dragon fell.

"Is this mountain the Zambra Snow Mountain?"

"Eighty percent! These two mountains are exactly the same as the real Zambra Snow Mountain outside." Someone spoke.

"Isn't this about the history of the ghost mother's kingdom? Or how did the ghost mother get her power?"

Everyone continued to look down, and the murals behind it were easy to understand.

The characters on the murals have tears in their eyes, the earth is dry, the sun is hot, and countless people died because of the drought.

　Four more.

　　That's all for today's update, good night, my friends!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)