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71 Chapter Fresco

"Isn't it really a key?" I was shocked. 0

Grandma and He Scar obviously stopped in their tracks in shock.

As for He Sheng, he continued to ask," It's not the key. What is that?" "If it's just a concept, how do we find it?"

"It's just a concept. It may not be a key, but it will play the same role as a key." He Dao Ba understood better than us." In other words, perhaps it is a method to remove the rotting corpses in the coffin, or perhaps it is a special tool that can take out the treasure without alarming the rotting corpses, but it can safely open the coffin."

"I see." Hearing He Dao Ba's explanation, I also seemed to understand.

However, if that was really the case, then the rumors about this coffin key were too mysterious.

"Anyway, I've told you everything I know." Old Chen said," Because of this rumor, the people who came to this tomb wanted to go through every place. Even if they couldn't find the key, they wanted to find something else."

"However, the more places you walk, the more danger you will encounter." He Dao Ba nodded as if he was coming over." That's why they' re all gone."

"You're an expert." Old Chen commented approvingly.

After walking for a while, the tomb path reached its end.

After walking out of the grave, we came to a spacious room.

This place was much wider than the place just now. The echo of the conversation was almost negligible. Without that strange atmosphere, my mood also relaxed a lot.

He Dao Ba and Old Chen were obviously much more experienced than us. They took our flashlight and fixed it on the empty candlestick beside the wall, so the entire room lit up.

"There are murals here." He Sheng looked at the murals on the wall and looked at them closely. He shook his head as if he couldn't understand." I do n' t know what the paintings are."

"This mural is an ancient story." Old Chen had obviously been here before, so he answered He Sheng in a familiar manner.

"What story? Tell us about it."

As He Sheng spoke, he simply sat down on a chair in the room. It seemed like he didn't want to continue.

"Grandma, Uncle He, sit down as well." While greeting the two elders, he smiled slyly and said," When you're old, do n' t show off!"

Only then did I realize that he was afraid that they would be too tired, so he intentionally stopped here.

Indeed, although Grandma had taken He Dao Ba's bag earlier, she was still old. After walking so far, she naturally needed to rest.

He Scarface was the same, because Grandma's bag was not much lighter than his.

Because of He Sheng words, the two of them looked at each other awkwardly and sat down in front of their chairs.

There were quite a few chairs in this room. It was unknown if it was originally like this, or if it was intentionally left here by a descendant.

I hesitated for confirmation from Old Chen." Old Chen, there are no vengeful spirits in this room, right?"

To be honest, even though I was tired, the murals on the wall still gave me a strange feeling. I didn't want to stay here.

"Don't worry, this room is n' t a tomb. It won't impact any coffin."

When he said that, I felt comforted and sat down with everyone.

"This mural is actually an ancient love story." Old Chen pointed at the first painting." Look, this woman is looking at a man in the distance. This is the time for them to separate. "

"Only you can tell that it's a man and a woman." He Sheng shook his head." I can't see anything."

He was a little exaggerating, but the painting of those murals was indeed average. Moreover, over time, there were some damages.

"This mural has been painted for a long time. It's normal that the lines are blurry." Old Chen continued to point at the mural at the back." On the second painting, the woman's figure was a little more plump than the first painting. Her breasts were large, which meant that she was pregnant with that man's child. "

"What a pity. Since my husband found out that he was pregnant after a long trip, there shouldn't be anyone to take care of him." "I can't help but feel pity for the woman in the painting.

"It can't be a suicide, right?" He Sheng was even more pessimistic than me.

Old Chen didn't answer us. Instead, he continued to point at the next painting." On the next painting, women and children are working hard alone. After that, the man returned from afar, but the woman disappeared. "In the next painting, the man found his wife and her wife was crying. The child was lying next to him, indicating that their child died."

"This woman is too unlucky." He Sheng sighed." The child is gone. Would a man blame her?"

"The man crying with the woman in his arms in the back shows that he didn't blame his wife." Old Chen pointed at the last piece." Finally, a godly spirit appeared above them. The godly spirit revived their child."

"Is this the end?" He Sheng stared at the paintings for a while." What is the meaning of this?" Was a god great? "Or is love beautiful?"

"Everyone understands different things." Elder Chen was noncommittal.

"This man is responsible." He Scar said his opinion," He might have encountered many difficulties when he went out on a long journey, or he might have wanted to give up halfway, or even run into a life-threatening situation. "But in the end, he went home to look for his wife. This means that he has always loved his wife. Even though he had to go outside for some reason, he still remembered this family and always wanted to come back alive."

I rarely saw He Dao Ba say such emotional words. Thinking about it, wasn't he talking about himself?

Almost reflexively, I turned to my mother-in-law.

However, her mother-in-law kept staring at the murals and did not say anything.

I didn't know if it was my illusion, but I felt like Grandma's eyes were wet.

"I don't think it's easy for this girl." He Sheng seemed to feel touched as well." Perhaps when she married a man, she no longer had any other family and lived with a man with a dependent attitude. However, when she was pregnant, she could only stay at home alone. When she gave birth, her husband was not by her side. While working with the child, she waited for her husband to return, but in the end, the child died. "If that god hadn't saved the child in the end, she would have been too miserable."

After saying this, He Sheng turned to me and sighed," Shi Yin, I will never be like the man in the painting."

I finally understood. Like He Scar, he used the evaluation of the mural to describe his thoughts.

I was about to say something when I heard a strange sound.

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