Chapter 52: Murals in the Underground Palace, I would like to thank Ban Lan Tu Su for his reward.
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"So many hallucinations, all of them are hallucinations..."

"Hey, I'll take you there. There are a lot of murals over there. I've seen them all, and I'm not hallucinating. Come on, come on..."

"It's a hallucination..." The fat man was like a happy little pony.

"This fat man..."

Wu Xie and Wu Suowei glanced at each other, and the atmosphere became lively again because of Fatty.

the other side.

"My idol, I really can't walk anymore, take a break, take a break.

Idol, won’t you wipe it off?” Liu Sang has now officially upgraded.

This is a typical case where one remembers the food but not the beating.

It should be to give up hope of living for love.

"Hey, idol, I just listened. This underground palace of the King of the South Sea is not only large in area, but also several levels deep. We are now in a corridor, and there seems to be a drainage system under our feet. The drainage system must be connected to the sea, and Uncle San must have left through the drainage system. Why don't we go there to find the exit?"

Liu Sang tests the young man.

"Tell me, where did Wu Xie and Fatty go?"

"Even Wu Suowei has disappeared."

"..."

The young man stood there with his arms folded across his chest, his face cold and ignoring him.

Liu Sang continued to test: "They won't..."

"Is he dead?" After saying this, he looked up at the young man.

The young man turned his head and glared at him sharply, then turned away without wanting to pay any attention to him.

It is said that there are green tea women among them. Since I met Liu Sang, I realized that there are also green tea men among them.

Liu Sang is the green tea girl among men, very bitchy.

His bitching comes from wanting to monopolize the guy.

"Hey, idol."

"Idol!"

Seeing that the young man was angry, Liu Sang hurriedly chased after him.

If Wu Suowei saw this, no one would be in any danger.

(PS: The comments are really interesting and fun. Wu Suowei: Sad boy, please be kind. Sad boy, come, let’s go hiking together.)
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The two followed the fat man all the way to another tomb door, and the fat man looked at it in confusion.

"Hey, that's strange, why is the door closed? I opened it, this..."

Fortunately, this tomb door had no mechanism, nor was it fully automatic. The fat man stretched out his hand and pushed it open easily.

"Come on, come on, come in. Tian Zhen, Xiao Wu Zi, come and take a look, these are all murals, I'm not kidding you. Take your time to look at them, I need to rest for a while."

"Fuck, there are so many treasures here. Hey, Fatty, you didn't get any of them." Wu Suowei teased while looking at the Fatty.

"Damn you Wu Suowei, I am not Nezha. I don't have three heads and six arms. I just want this statue of Lei Gong." The fat man looked at his statue of Lei Gong affectionately.

"Alright, alright. Hey, Fatty, did you feel any discomfort when you came here before?" Wu Xie was still frightened by the strange murals, so he asked immediately.

"How can I feel uncomfortable? I have seen everything. You are just deceiving me. You are worried that I will touch the things inside and you are anxious about it. I am not trapped in an illusion as you said. You can take a good look at it for yourselves." The fat man continued to touch his statue of Lei Gong.

Wu Xie looked around and saw murals on the walls. There were also various images of Lei Gong on the ground. Wu Xie took a flashlight and shone it on a mural.

"The dumb emperor."

Wu Xie said in surprise as he looked at the mural.

"Mute emperor?" The fat man didn't understand for a moment.

"My second uncle once told us about the legend of a mute emperor. This mural depicts the story of the mute emperor, but it seems to be different from what my second uncle said. There was a mute emperor who prayed to the thunder god in the sky to save his daughter. As a result, the thunder god really appeared and thundered three times..."

"At the first thunder, sea cockroaches covered the sky. At the second thunder, all the shells crawled onto the shore. At the third thunder, paper men and paper horses came back to life. But he still couldn't stop his daughter from being snatched away by the emperor. In the end, his daughter turned into a monster called Ai Gao Gong Zhu. It killed the emperor and went to the sea on a paper boat."

Wu Xie walked forward, shining his flashlight on the mural, and looked at the story carefully while he told it slowly and seriously.

"There's a problem. There's a flaw in the logic of this story. Think about it, the daughter went into the sea, why did her father build such a big palace? Who is it for?" the fat man retorted.

"Didn't I tell you? It's a legend." Wu Xie was speechless.

“He painted his real experiences on the murals in the underground palace. What’s the purpose of painting them?” The fat man still didn’t quite believe it.

"Legends are always legends. So how do you bring the paper people and paper horses back to life?" Wu Xie asked.

Wu Suowei grinned and said, "You can disbelieve some legends, but you can't completely disbelieve them. Wu Xie, weren't you also caught in the illusion of the mural just now?"

"Your third uncle's team went to the underground palace of the King of the South Sea and took out the thunder-listening device inside. They searched everywhere for repeated thunder sounds and recorded them on tape."

"Maybe he thought that this thunder-listening device could translate the secrets in the thunder, and maybe this secret could contain a way to revive the paper man."

The fat man was confused. He couldn't help asking, "So where do you think this thunder-listening device is? We have been to many places. Have you seen it on the road? There is only the Thunder God here."

Wu Xie looked at them and replied, "Probably in the main hall."

The fat man continued to ask: "Then what is this place?"

Wu Suowei shook his head helplessly and said to Wu Xie: "Wu Xie, you come and explain it to Fatty!"

Wu Xie is no longer the naive man he was back then. He has seen a lot and is so knowledgeable that even tomb robbers have leg cramps. This is no problem for him: "Fatty, this is a place for sacrifice. The murals and patterns here are very ritualistic." "Naive, I think I have a general understanding.

Hehe, after hearing what you said, there might really be a secret behind this. Do you believe it?" the fat man said confidently.

"How do you know?" Wu Xie asked puzzledly, looking at his confident look.

"I knocked, and it's empty inside!" The fat man smiled slyly. Although it looked like a crooked bun, the fat man was very capable.

"It's all empty. It's sedimentary rock."

"Come on, knock on it too!" The fat man immediately stood up and walked to the side of the mural: "Knock on it and tell me if it's empty or not!"

Wu Xie stretched out his hand and knocked on the mural, only to hear a few hollow sounds: "Dong~Dong~Dong~"

"Hey~ look at the paint." The fat man's flashlight illuminated the mural.

Seeing that they began to look at the murals carefully again, Wu Suowei wanted to remind them.

But they felt it was not appropriate. Once or twice was fine, but three or four times would be suspicious. However, after going through these things and the experience of living and dying together, they didn't care even if Wu Suowei really had a big secret.

There is no other reason, it’s just the precedent set by the young man.

Let it go, do what you want.

Wu Xie and Fatty were looking at the mural carefully.

Then I heard Wu Suowei's voice: "Stop looking, you fat guy, are you still looking for something to do?"

"Are you teasing me?" The fat man laughed when he heard Wu Suowei's voice. "I've already seen this mural. How can it be an illusion?"

"Are you sure?" Wu Suowei asked the fat man.

The fat man remembered that Wu Suowei was not an ordinary person, so he swallowed his saliva and said, "Are you sure? Just tell me. Is it an illusion? Can it kill me, your fat man?"

Wu Suowei thought about it for a while and thought that this could only blind people for a while but not kill them. He then said, "It won't kill you, so keep watching."

"Wu Xie. What about you? Do you still want to watch?" Wu Suowei looked at Wu Xie and asked.

Wu Xie thought for a moment: "Really?"

"Yeah!" Wu Suowei nodded. "There's something wrong with the paint on this mural. But I forgot what it was. It's not fatal, but it's a little uncomfortable."

"Then I guess it's gone." Wu Xie sighed, "I just took a few glances at the mural."

"Yoshi, you're screwed!" Wu Suowei said with a grin, "Well, you two can continue watching. It won't be a big problem with me here."

The corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch. Wu Xie looked at Wu Suowei, because every time he joked, he was different from when he was serious.

The fat guy probably knew he was tricked, but he was too proud to say that he was awesome.

It won't lose face.

When the fat man said that the murals were painted with bright colors, Wu Suowei suddenly remembered that this was the reason why the two people who followed him were blind.
But there is still some time until the two of them go blind, so it doesn’t matter.

With the guy and myself, basically there won't be any problems.

After Wu Suowei's reminder, Fatty felt itchy all over his body: "Hey, Xiao Wuzi, are you serious? What's the situation with this thing? Tell me?"

"Oh, it's nothing, you just went blind." Wu Suowei said calmly, "It means that there are cute little bugs on this thing, they flew into your eyes and laid eggs, and then you became blind."

“Fuck you!!!”

"I'm going~"

The two were stunned. The fat man's head was buzzing: "Fuck, doesn't that mean I won't be able to see anymore from now on?"

"Temporary!" Wu Suowei immediately added.

"..." The fat man looked at Wu Suowei and didn't know what to say: "Can you finish it all at once? You make me very embarrassed like this, do you understand?

Xiao Wuzi, you have to compensate me with a month's worth of barbecue after you get out." The fat man started robbing again.

"Fuck, aren't you afraid of being eaten to death?" Wu Suowei said to the fat man.

"Hey, aren't you a top chef? I don't have to be afraid with you around." The fat man also learned to be smart.

"Okay, you guys just watch first, I'll take a look around." Wu Suowei said, walking around. Xiao, that has to be used.

"Fatty, you really guessed it right." Wu Xie knocked on the mural with his hand. Suddenly, a piece of the mural fell off, revealing a hole that was just big enough for his hand to fit in.

“There really is a hole behind this mural.”

"Let me see, let me see." The fat man became excited instantly, walked to Wu Xie's side, and pushed Wu Xie away.

Shine the flashlight at the cave entrance.

"Look what I said?" The fat man immediately stretched his hand in impatiently: "Let me feel it and see if there is anything good."

"Hey~Hey~Hey~" Suddenly the fat man shouted in panic: "Something grabbed me!!"

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Thanks: Old Bookworm Rabbit for the 100 Qidian coins. Thanks: Taoist Dongshi for the 100 Qidian coins.

Thanks to: Wangzhe Xiaoludan requested to fight for 108 starting coins, thanks to: How could it be possible that I was out of books again for 108 starting coins, thanks to: Taohuazui for 108 starting coins. Hehe, I feel like I am alive again, rushing towards my goal. Well, I propose, I want to be the star of destiny, everyone, please give your approval.

　PS: Some people say that we should enjoy the flowers in spring and the snow in winter. The young men who used to hold swords in their hearts are now running around in the market. But the ordinary skin still hides the hot soul. I hope we can live to the fullest, not to feel lucky. Come on, readers.

　　
　
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