Chapter 924    Mural

The next day, it was still good weather and the sun was abundant. I finished my morning homework and fed Xiao Hui. Everything was ready. I followed the previous trajectory to yesterday's cave.

The vines were still entangled on the rock at the entrance of the cave. After only one day, it seemed to be even greener and darker inside. Look at the injured giant bat yesterday. When passing by the rock, it was very careful. Unexpectedly, "it is gone" only left blood on the rock wall. It is estimated that after resting, it flew to forage at night, or hide in the cave after it was finished. After all, bats are creatures that are active at night. Since this is the case, you should be more careful.

Before entering the cave, Xiaobai reminded him, "After entering the cave, you must follow it tightly, don't get separated, you must hold the sword tightly, and you can protect yourself if you are in danger." After that, the four of them looked at each other and nodded to each other.

After lit the candle, the four of them walked into the cave. There was light in the cave. The ground in the cave was relatively wet, the soil was loose, and it was a little slippery. "The road was relatively slippery, please be careful!" Xiao Wu almost slipped and fell. Fortunately, Xiaobai held her and did not fall down.

Continue to walk forward slowly, the fire candle illuminates the rock wall. There are many strange stones on the rock wall, and water droplets are constantly dripping down. Now I am still leaning outside the cave, and I haven't seen the light at the entrance of the cave yet. The cave rock is still similar to a small flying insect, with white wings flying on it, and there are many. I don't know if it will attack people, or if it is poisonous,

"Try to keep your pace lighter; don't attract these flying insects." Xiaobai whispered.

Keep moving forward into the cave. After walking the dripping section, the ground became dry. The road was not affected by water droplets, and it became easier to walk. The cave was empty and deep, and dense stone pillars were also towering everywhere. When I walked to a place, I looked around and looked around. There was no protruding stones on the ground. They were extremely flat, like a mingling that someone had specially created.

"Look! What is this?" Looking towards Lu Lu's voice and fingers, he moved the fire candle. When he saw it, he found that there was a painting on the rock wall. It was too far away and it was not clear. So Xiaobai and the others moved the fire candle to the side of the rock wall, and then they could see it clearly.

"Yes, this is a mural," this is carved with a knife. It looks a bit old, but the carving is quite strong, so it can be clearly seen, "This is a comic strip. We are now in the middle, and the beginning should be on our right side," Xiaobai looked at the figures carved in the mural and concluded that this was a comic strip recording things. After saying that, he held the candle and slowly moved to the right side, where the painting began. He saw an old man and a young boy carved in the painting. The child in the painting was a little immature. The old man sat upright in the futon, and the young man knelt down to the old man with his fists. The plot should be that he worshipped the old man as his teacher.

The candle moved to the left. This picture shows the old man holding a book and pointing his finger to one side. The child held a sword and practiced martial arts sideways in the direction of the old man's finger. This picture should be about the old man holding a martial arts secret to teach the young man to practice moves. Move to the next picture. The old man sat upright on the tea table and stroked his slender beard. This picture is taller than what he portrayed before. The young man bowed slightly, as if asking for something to the old man. Looking at the next picture, the old man stood on a pavilion and looked into the distance, thinking.

The young man was portrayed on the stairs down the mountain. This picture should be about "What should the young man go down the mountain to do? The old man sees him off." Moving to the next picture, he saw that the strangers were all strangers, with violent expressions, swords and swords collided, blood stained, and some fell in a pool of blood. This picture depicts these people fighting and killing each other. Xiaobai and the others quickly illuminated the next picture with fire candles. This picture depicts another group of strangers facing each other with swords and swords, looking at the old man, and the old man also waved his long sword, frowned, and holding a book in his hand.

"This picture should be the old man's martial arts secrets. The old man defended it, so he waved his sword." I quickly looked at the next picture, and I saw that this picture depicts the old man holding his chest tightly, spitting blood at the corner of his mouth, and his expression declined. The old man's books were in the air, and a crowd of people rushed to it. This picture should be about "The old man was poisoned and was in danger, and the martial arts secrets were fought for by these people."

Look, the next picture, Xiao Wu illuminates the candle directly on the next picture. This picture depicts the old man who fell to the ground and there were corpses who fell to the ground next to him, and several groups of swords killing each other. The difference is that a door was drawn, and a young man came to the door, and behind the boy was a large group of warriors in armor.

"Look carefully, isn't this young man portrayed before?" Chunhua discovered that the young man looked the same as the young man who taught martial arts in front of him. "Well, this is the old man's apprentice. It seems that this picture tells the story of the old man who was fighting for the secrets of martial arts. The old man's apprentice was dead, while others were still fighting. The old man's apprentice should have been a general and arrived in time with the soldiers.

Then hurry up and look at the next one. Lu Lu is eager to know the end of this comic strip. The candle continues to illuminate the next one. This one carved a tombstone. The boy knelt down in front of the grave, with a lonely look in his face. The soldiers behind him stood in a dark state, solemn and solemn. This picture is obvious. The old man unfortunately passed away. The martial arts secret book was guarded by the boy. The boy was very sad about the old man's departure, and the soldiers also solemnly and solemnly saw him off. The last painting depicts a bridge.

The boy crossed the bridge with the soldiers, and then carved a hole. There were bats circling at the entrance of the cave. The boy took the soldiers away. Looking closely, how did the bridge feel similar?

"Isn't this our Meishan bridge?" Xiao Wu looked closer and exclaimed, "Indeed, the bridge depicted here is just covered with wooden boards. Now our Meishan bridge requires ziplines, but the bridge is consistent, and Xiaobai also discovered it."

There are bats in this cave. Isn’t this the cave we are in?” Chunhua touched the lifelike bats portrayed, and the associations were connected together; so this picture tells the story of “The boy built the bridge of Meishan, walked through the bridge and arrived at the cave, and then left after hiding something in the cave?”

"It should be true. There may be important things placed by the teenagers in the cave, perhaps the stolen secret book, which is so secret here, and there are bats, and maybe there are mechanisms. If we move forward, we should be more careful!" Xiaobai turned his head and looked at the cave reminder that was still dark and unconscious.
Chapter completed!