Painting

Chapter 74 Painting

Li Wuxiang quietly slid down from the roof and turned into a person again, then under the cover of night, he returned to the gathering place of the group of Jianghu people just now.

In the world today, if we say that he knows the most about Ranshan Sect, he may be the only one. Some words that sound ordinary to people who don't know the inside story sound like the answer to the riddle spoken out clearly to him.

If Zhao Fang is pretended by Xu Xianren, then he should have seen the real Zhao Fang and got a lot of things out of his mouth.

For example, the sentence "In a trance, I am in the illusion" - it is like this when I want to enter and exit the broken brick. Pinch the "prisoner" character, in a trance, the person is in the brick.

The illusion that Ranshan is talking about should be something like the broken brick. Before, when Zhao Qi gave Xue Baoping the prisoner character, he first asked her if there were any small secret rooms or secret compartments in her home. According to the conclusion drawn by Li Wuxiang's repeated attempts these days, Zhao Qi asked that question to ensure safety.

Because the "prison character" does not seem to be specifically for entering and exiting the broken brick, and the real effect is as Zhao Qi said, "Immediately in a safe and secret place", just because the broken brick is there, people appear in the brick.

If there is no such brick within a hundred steps around, then you will appear in the most hidden space - Li Wuxiang tried this once on the road, and there was a small badger cave within a hundred steps of him. When he appeared in it, he immediately wrinkled up, and the badger was sleeping at home. He had to kill the whole family to squeeze out slowly. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been squeezed to death when he appeared in there.

Therefore, until he was sure and further confirmed from Feng Er and others that there was indeed no cave, dark cave, secret room, etc., he came to this screen wall again.

There are no calligraphy and paintings in all the houses in Ranshan, but only this screen wall has a woodcut embedded on it, and the painting is the scene of Ranshan Sect.

And now, he still remembered Zhao Qi's excited words that day - "The teacher has entered the painting."

Then the woodblock painting should be the illusion of Ranshan.

Li Wuxiang first blocked the broken bricks in the backpack with a cloth ball, then took out the prisoner character and held it in his palm. The night was dark around him, with only the mountain wind and the chirping of insects. He took a deep breath and thought to himself, "I am in a safe and secret place" -

A little trance...

He was still there!

But he did feel something unusual - it was a feeling that was difficult to describe specifically, as if he or the talisman in his hand was fighting against something for a moment, as if he wanted to push down an extremely hard wall, as if he wanted to squeeze into a crowded crowd, as if he was holding something that was about to fall, and even slightly experienced the twisted feeling when Zhao Kui was about to come to this world...

But just after such a moment, that feeling was "empty" all of a sudden, and he swayed slightly in place before he could stand firm again...

Nothing happened!

Li Wuxiang opened his eyes and looked around. Everything was normal. What was going on? The feeling just now should mean that there was some secret place nearby, but why couldn't the prison character enter? Was it blocked by something?

He immediately pulled out his dagger and reached into the gap of the woodblock print to try to pry it open. This thing was not only embedded, but also seemed to be coated with a layer of glue on the back. Li Wuxiang pried it with his forearm slightly bent before he could get it off.

After getting it in his hand, it was indeed the weight of a wooden board. He leaned it against the screen wall and looked at the back. There was a layer of blackened glue on the back. He slowly scraped off the glue and found a piece of paper on the back of the wooden board - with a faint bamboo fragrance.

He picked up the bamboo paper and looked at it carefully. He found that it was written in sloppy handwriting "Daye Qianzheng 63rd year Li Jiaotuzhi"... This should be the signature of the person who carved the wooden board, and it should have been made when Yechao was still there.

It's really strange. This relic on the mountain has been abandoned for who knows how many years, but this woodcut is still so well preserved. What was this place before?

He threw the paper away casually, and then suddenly heard a rumble in the darkness in front of him, followed by several more. Others couldn't see in the dark, but he could see clearly - several houses collapsed, and a lot of smoke rose.

Li Wuxiang immediately moved his sight to the direction of the main hall - he saw that a corner of the two-story main hall first slowly slid to one side, then quickly accelerated, and heard another rumble, and the main hall collapsed in half!

The talisman just now worked! The changes happening here now should be the effect of the talisman!

The place where the house collapsed immediately became noisy. Li Wuxiang looked over there for a while, and suddenly a thought came to his mind - what am I doing here?

When I came here, I just wanted to see the treasure-hunting monks gathered here, so that I could gain some experience and knowledge. But now it seems that the reason why the jianghu here can still cooperate peacefully in treasure hunting is all because of their "open-mindedness" and "loyalty" on the road before.

But the balance of this deterrence is quite fragile. If the ruins are in chaos, these jianghu will take advantage of the chaos to fight each other. Then there is really no need for me to stay here and wade into this muddy water. It is better to go down the mountain now and continue to go... continue to go... go...

He didn't think about where he should go for a while, so he just turned around. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice in the darkness——

"Did you do that?" Zhao Fang walked out from behind the screen wall and stopped three steps in front of him. He looked at him carefully and then looked at the woodcut leaning against the screen wall. "Did you move the mechanism here? How did you find it?"

Li Wuxiang stopped walking - his guess was correct, Zhao Fang was Xu Xianren. But... but what's wrong? He always felt like he had forgotten something.

The Xu Xianren mentioned by the swordsman Lao Guo was very capable. According to him, he appeared near Deyang a few months ago. He was thought to be a fledgling casual cultivator, but within a month, he even challenged five nearby famous Jianghu guests and made a name for himself. An outer disciple of the nearby Juqing Sect also offended him and was killed by him. Therefore, the leader of the Juqing Sect issued a life and death lottery, but the lottery was immediately taken back after the news was spread for one day.

Some people said that Xu Xianren was very powerful and that the leader could not afford to offend him. Others said that the leader had actually been killed by Xu Xianren, and the Juqing Sect kept it a secret. But no matter what, Li Wuxiang didn't want to conflict with him now - he had just obtained the True Immortal Body Dao Chapter and the Flying Immortal Sword Chapter, and he hadn't practiced yet. If he really started fighting, he didn't know what magical skills Xu Xianren would have.

Besides, the flying sword belonged to Zeng Jianqiu. If...

Wait. Li Wuxiang was stunned, and reached out to touch his waist and sleeves - where is the sword? Where is the flying sword Zeng Jianqiu gave him? Where did he put it? !

Thanks to the old friend of the Chinese people, the leader of Exodus, for the reward. The second update will be at 8 o'clock in the morning, 8 in the morning, and I will post it as soon as I go out!