She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

Chapter 724 There is no turning back, only moving forward (second update)

Seeing this, Sheng Xiao said directly to Kunlun: "You lead the way."

After all, this is the tombstone built by the fortune teller Kunlun for his beloved wife, and Kunlun is the most suitable person to guide them.

It stands to reason that in ancient times, tomb chambers were designed to be opened all the way to the end, so it is safest to go through the middle door. But Kunlun pointed to the door on the far left and said, "Take this door."

Hearing this, Sheng Xiao pondered for a moment and then opened the door on the left.

As soon as the door opened, a gust of cold wind blew into Sheng Xiao's and his friends' faces. They squinted their eyes slightly and waited until the coldness disappeared before opening their eyes.

Inside the tomb is a calligraphy and painting exhibition hall. Many calligraphy and paintings are hung in the room. Those calligraphy and paintings have been sealed underground for 10,000 years, and their colors are still colorful.

Yu Huang and the others walked into it and looked at every painting in the room, and found that the paintings all showed the same mermaid woman.

The mermaid women in those paintings are almost exactly the same in terms of their clothing, standing posture, and the environment behind them.

In this room, except for these calligraphy and paintings, there is no door leading to the next house.

Seeing this, Yu Huang felt puzzled, "What does the Kunlun fortune teller want to do by placing so many identical paintings here? Let us appreciate the beauty of his wife?"

Everyone thought of going together with Yu Huang.

Estelle turned around and asked Kunlun: "Kunlun, if you put many identical calligraphy and paintings together, what do you want to do?"

Kunlun said subconsciously: "Let's find out what's true and what's false." Otherwise, what else could he do?

Hearing this, Yu Huang and the others showed expressions of sudden realization.

"Find the authenticity." Yu Huang looked at the calligraphy and paintings thoughtfully, and asked uncertainly: "Does Master Kunlun want us to find the beauties he painted from these calligraphy and paintings?"

Donor nodded and said, "It's possible."

"Let's look for it. Let's look for differences." Sheng Xiao pulled Yu Huang, strode towards the first calligraphy and painting, and looked at it carefully.

There were a total of 12 pictures of sharks in the room, but each one looked almost exactly the same. Even Sheng Xiao couldn't find any difference among them.

The six people looked through all the calligraphy and paintings, but couldn't find any differences. They couldn't help but wonder, had they gone in the wrong direction?

Wasn't Kunlun's fortune teller's original intention to let them find differences?

"Kunlun, besides looking for differences, do you think there is any other reason?" Sheng Xiao could only place his hope on Kunlun.

Kunlun was also puzzled. He showed an innocent expression and couldn't help complaining: "Although I am the reincarnation of the Kunlun fortune teller, I am not the Kunlun fortune teller. How could I know what he wants to do?" . If it were me, I would definitely want everyone to find differences."

Hearing what Kunlun said, they also realized that forcing Kunlun to question him was forcing him to do something difficult.

Yu Huang stood in front of the first calligraphy and painting. She imitated the standing posture and expression of the sharks, and found that all the sharks' eyes were focused on the direction of the gate.

This inevitably made Yu Huang think of a possibility.

She suddenly said: "Have you ever thought about why Senior Na Ling in all the calligraphy and paintings is staring in the direction of the tomb door?"

Donor and the others frowned and thought for a moment, but couldn't think of an answer.

Kunlun said: "She is waiting for someone."

Hearing this, Sheng Xiao and the others subconsciously opened their eyes.

"Waiting for someone?" Sheng Xiao thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I understand, this is Hua Ling."

"Painting Spirit? Is there really such a thing?" Metris obviously knew about Painting Spirit. When she saw Estelle and Donore showing doubts on their faces, she said, "There are painters with amazing painting skills." , Painting can bring life to life, this is the painting spirit.”

"That's right." Sheng Xiao said: "These paintings are all the works of the Kunlun physiognomist, and there is no distinction between authenticity and falsehood. Because the Kunlun physiognomist poured out his emotions when painting, the calligraphy and painting changes came into being. Spiritual consciousness.”

"The painting spirit was born from the Kunlun fortune teller, so she stared in the direction of the entrance to the tomb, waiting to see the Kunlun fortune teller again."

Having said this, Sheng Xiao looked at Kunlun again and said, "If you want to test which calligraphy and painting is alive, the method is very simple. If you leave, it will close its eyes. If you appear, it will open its eyes." .”

Kunlun was doubtful, "Really?"

"You'll know after you try it." Sheng Xiao pulled Yu Huang and the others to the edge of the tomb, leaving Kunlun alone in the tomb.

Kunlun stared at the calligraphy and paintings for a moment and noticed that Sheng Xiao was urging him to leave. He turned around and opened the tomb door and walked out.

After he went out, there was no abnormal reaction in the calligraphy and painting.

Seeing this, Yu Huang lowered his voice and said to Sheng Xiao, "Did you make a mistake?"

Sheng Xiao also frowned.

Could he really have made a mistake?

At this moment, Donore suddenly took Estelle's arm, pointed at one of the paintings, and said in a surprised tone: "Ace, Yu Huang, look at the fifth painting!"

Everyone suddenly turned their heads and looked at the fifth painting, and found that the woman in the painting who should have had her eyes open looking at the entrance to the tomb had actually closed her eyes.

Senior Na Ling, who closed her eyes, looked very lonely.

Yu Huang and the others exclaimed: "He is really a painting spirit."

At this time, Kunlun felt that it was almost done, so he opened the jade door and walked in from the outside.

And just when the door was about to open, the woman with a lonely expression in the painting suddenly opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the door of the tomb with a smile.

When she saw Kunlun, the smile of the woman in the painting became gentler, and there was a layer of joy between her eyebrows.

In Kunlun's view, these calligraphy and paintings were unchanged from before he left. He asked Sheng Xiao and the others: "How's it going? Has the test come out?"

Sheng Xiao silently pointed at the fifth calligraphy and painting and said to Kunlun: "Take out that one."

Kunlun walked towards the painting thoughtfully. He looked up at the painting and stared at the eyes of the painting. Suddenly, another pair of light purple eyes appeared in his mind.

Those eyes looked at him with a smile, full of attachment and admiration.

Kunlun's lips moved, and he murmured unconsciously again: "A Ling."

A flash of purple light flashed, and the woman in the painting suddenly blinked at Kunlun. Her lips moved and she uttered a clear and moving voice: "Master, you are finally back."

Kunlun shook his head to dispel the charming feeling in his mind, and then reached out and took down the calligraphy and painting.

The calligraphy and painting were taken down, and the woman in the painting suddenly shook her dark golden fish tail and transformed into an illusory figure, appearing in front of Kunlun.

Hua Ling stared deeply at Kunlun. She suddenly bent down and said in a friendly but respectful manner: "Master, I have finally waited for you."

Kunlun was a little surprised. He scratched his head and looked at Sheng Xiao and the others for help.

Sheng Xiao and the others all shrugged, saying they were helpless.

Kunlun was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose again and decided to treat others honestly. Kunlun told Hua Ling: "I am not the Kunlun fortune teller, I am just his reincarnation."

Hua Ling said, "I know."

Kunlun nodded blankly, not knowing what to say.

Hua Ling saw Kunlun's discomfort, and told Kunlun: "The master gives the slave spiritual consciousness, and the slave is born because of the master. In this life, the eyes will follow the master. The person who can make the slave open his eyes voluntarily is the only one who can make the slave open his eyes." You will be the master."

"Oh, that's right." Kunlun smiled sheepishly, and then asked Hua Ling: "I want to see Na Ling, do you know how to get there?"

Painting Ling nodded with a smile and told Kunlun: "Ten thousand years ago, the master hung the slave here with other paintings and calligraphy, just to let the slave guard the tomb of Master Na Ling and prevent any living beings from entering the tomb."

"For these ten thousand years, I have been guarding this place, and I dare not let anyone enter the mausoleum to disturb the soul of Master Na Ling. Now that Master is back, I will take you to the cemetery to meet Master Na Ling."

A Ling bowed to Kunlun, and she flicked the shark's tail, causing the world where Yu Huang was to spin.

Everyone kept falling with the energy, and continued to fall for five or six seconds before their feet stepped on the ground again.

Yu Huang and the others opened their eyes, held each other steady, and looked up, only to find that the land world they were in had disappeared!

At this time, they were standing at the bottom of the deep sea, in a cemetery made of jade. The statue of the ancient mermaid Na Ling still stands here.

A transparent energy shield lingers above the cemetery, and the raging seawater attacks the cemetery all the time.

It turns out that this is the real burial place of the ancient mermaid Na Ling!

And the grassland land they saw before was actually an illusion barrier arranged by the Kunlun fortune teller for his deceased wife!

At this time, Aling's figure had become almost transparent. She sighed with relief and said to Kunlun: "The slave has finally completed the master's dying request. It's time to say goodbye to the master. I hope that the master and Na Ling can be together." Let’s meet again and renew our relationship.”

After saying that, Aling's figure disappeared and turned into a picture of a beauty, falling to the ground.

Kunlun picked up the beauty picture on the ground, but found that the beauty picture had lost its spiritual consciousness and could no longer respond to Kunlun's call.

Kunlun knew that Aling had disappeared, so he rolled up the painting and led Sheng Xiao and the others towards the depths of the cemetery.

They walked into Na Ling's cemetery and found that there was a cave inside.

The mausoleum does not have a spacious tomb and luxurious and precious burial objects. Deep in the mausoleum, there is only a bubbling magma pool.

And there is no way to go on the magma pool.

Sheng Xiao frowned and said, "There is no road here."

"Wait a minute, let me try to see if I can fly over." Yu Huang spread her phoenix wings and tried to fly over the magma pool, but found that the magma pool completely suppressed the spiritual power in her body, and they could not fly at all.

Seeing that Yu Huang looked discouraged and confused, Metrice pointed to the left front and said in confusion: "There is a small bridge there, can't you see it?"

Metris stared at the small bridge in front of her left, feeling strange.

It was a black bridge. The small bridge was built on the magma pool. It was winding and winding.

The bridge is so obvious, how could Yu Huang and the others not see it?

Yu Huang and the others looked in the direction that Metrics pointed, but they did not see the so-called bridge. They only saw a hot, black-smoking magma pool.

"Can you really see it?" Sheng Xiao asked Metrics with a frown.

Metrice asked them, "You really can't see it?"

Yu Huang and the others shook their heads again.

Metris frowned and pursed her red lips, her expression a bit confusing.

At this time, Kunlun said: "I didn't see the bridge that Metrice pointed to, but there was a black bridge in front of me."

Kunlun stared in front of him and said seriously.

Sheng Xiao looked into Kunlun's eyes and actually saw a black bridge and a red magma pool in Kunlun's pupils.

But they couldn't see the bridge.

Sheng Xiao shook his head and said, "Whether it's the bridge in front of you in Kunlun or the bridge that Metrice mentioned, we can't see it."

"How could it be!" Kunlun raised his legs and climbed onto the bridge in front of him. He took a few steps forward, turned around, and said to Sheng Xiao and the others, "Isn't it under my feet?"

But in the eyes of Yu Huang and Meituisi, there is no bridge at Kunlun's feet. He is directly suspended on the magma pool!

Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Kunlun asked Metrice, "Can't you see it either?"

Metrice also shook her head.

Kunlun stepped hard on the bridge under his feet and said with some distress: "You really can't see such a straight and wide bridge?"

Metrice shook her head and said, "I can't see the bridge under your feet, but the bridge I see is not straight, but a bridge with many forked roads."

Kunlun muttered in confusion: "That's strange."

At this time, Metris hesitated and stepped onto the bridge on the left.

She stepped on the bridge and walked a few steps forward. When she looked back, she found that the bridge behind her had disappeared. She was stunned for a moment, then turned to look ahead, only to see that the bridge in front of her was still there, still with its winding appearance.

Metrice's expression changed slightly, and she said: "I felt very bad. When I stepped on the bridge and moved forward for a while, the bridge behind me disappeared."

Metrice looked at Sheng Xiao and the others uneasily, and said, "On this bridge, there is no turning back, we can only go forward."

There are too many forks on this bridge, and if she takes the wrong path, she will be doomed!

Hearing this, Yu Huang and the others all changed their expressions.

I would like to ask if there is a traffic jam on the highway from Chongqing to Yichang.