1581: C1581 The Life in the Imprint of the Earth as a Prison

C1581 The Life in the Imprint of the Earth as a Prison

"Can't we just go out and look at this painting?"

Liao Shuifen repeated the words in a low voice, as if she understood something. She then asked in a low voice, "Are you saying that this painting contains the secret of whether or not one can walk out of the tomb?"

"If what you just said is true, then the workers who built Rann Min's tomb must be Chinese, right?"

Gao Fei did not answer the question.

Liao Shuifen replied in bewilderment, "That should be about it, right? After all, Rann Min is the nemesis of the Hu. Moreover, his grave is extremely damaging to the Hu.

Gao Fei continued, "Then think about it carefully. After Taoist Guangliang built the ancient tomb, in order to guard the secret of Wu Tie's tomb, would he silence all those workers?"

"Never."

This time, Liao Shuifen's reply was without hesitation, "Rann Min killed the Hu people and protected the Han people. If he killed the Chinese workers because he had exterminated his tomb, it would be a violation of his belief. Therefore, Taoist Kuangshuang will not kill those workers, but in order to ensure that the tomb is not destroyed, he must think of another way. "

"If Tieh Tu is here, our chances of getting out are much higher. He is an expert in this field."

Gao Fei suddenly pulled Tieh Tu and returned to the topic, "I think so. In order to avoid being destroyed by the Hu people, the Taoists who designed and built Rann Min's tomb in the past could only design an article on the tomb itself, for example, to design a series of killing traps. The mechanism of the tomb is not built from the inside out, but from the inside out."

In the past, those tomb cultivators had set up traps from the outside. Without setting up a mechanism, they would never be able to leave this place, all the way to the tomb chamber at the center.

After designing the mechanism for the tomb, the Taoist Priest gave himself and the workers a chance to escape from the tomb, as long as the exit was in the middle of the Yellow River, as long as no one else was allowed to enter.

Many masters, after completing the works they were most satisfied with, would leave a little hint for others to discover the secret of the production process. This was very normal, let's see if others can discover this secret.

An expert of the Egyptian Pyramid had also come up with the same theory, claiming that the secret of how the Egyptian people built the Pyramid was hidden within the Pyramid, but that it had never been found.

If he were to follow this unspoken rule, then Daoist Priestess Rao definitely would leave behind a bit of an 'incomplete'.

This flaw was the only way for the gravediggers to safely leave Rann Min's grave. It could also be called the path of life.

If that was the case, where would the secret that guided life lie?

The black jade Stone Kang had a killing order that proved the identity of the tomb's owner carved on it. The entire square of the tomb's walls were similar to no other, so if there really was a secret behind it, then it could only be found in that 'drawing of the earth as a prison'.

"If you want to find the most likely secret of leaving the ancient tomb, you can only find it in this painting."

"So, we have to focus on the differences in that picture," Gao Fei said.

Liao Shuifen, who was listening quietly to Gao Fei, raised her question, "Since we can all think of this, then how can young master not think of it? And why would you leave that painting for us to look for? "

"Do you know how cats play with mice?"

Gao Fei was very depressed when he asked this question. He had already played the role of a 'mouse' several times and let his young master play.

Liao Shuifen understood. "Young master, he wants to play us to death — to see if we can find the secret out of the portrait. This way, it will increase the amount of fun he can play with. "

"Correct."

Gao Fei sighed. He finally understood the real reason why Yin Jinhua said she would give him a deadline of seven days.

At the beginning, Gao Fei thought that if he couldn't find a way out within seven days, he would starve to death and die of thirst.

However, when he 'accidentally' arrived at the tomb, he found some food beside the jade brick bed. Although it contained a lot of unhealthy things, it could replenish his strength in time and could last for at least seven days without a problem.

Since the young master didn't want to starve to death and thirst to death, that proved that they were using other methods.

Or rather, if Gao Fei couldn't find a way out within seven days, the way out would be closed forever. They would just have to wait for death.

"Then, can we find the secret in the portrait?"

Liao Shuifen asked cautiously.

"What do you think?"

Gao Fei asked.

"I don't know."

Liao Shuifen shook her head and said, "How much time do we have left?"

Gao Fei raised his head and looked above the dense mass and muttered: "There's no calendar here. At most, it's three days, two days, or one day?"

In an environment completely isolated from the outside world, one woke up, went to sleep, and went to sleep to eat. No one was able to confirm whether or not they had been able to endure for a few days.

Liao Shuifen remained silent and did not speak any further. She just quietly listened to Gao Fei's heartbeat.

After an unknown amount of time, Gao Fei carried her and stood up.

"Where to?"

"Look at the pictures."

Gao Fei seemed to smile and was proud of his answer. He carried Liao Shuifen and slowly walked to the wall, putting her down.

Liao Shuifen had her left arm around his waist. Gao Fei said in a low voice, "Close your eyes first. I'm going to switch on the lighter."

Liao Shuifen closed her eyes. After hearing the sound of the patter, she slowly opened her eyes and saw that the painting was locked in place.

Gao Fei raised his hand and slowly moved it on the painting, "The fire source is limited, we must remember every single person, every single movement, even the expression, how many lines, have they made any special movements, like pointing to a certain direction."

Speaking to here, Gao Fei suddenly remembered that when he was in Mansion of Faang Family, he once found a second white The Anggui Scripture hidden in a wall based on a painting.

He just didn't expect that he would have to play another game like that.

The biggest difference between the two games was that Gao Fei couldn't see the secret in the portrait last time. At most, he couldn't find the book or Quinone Mora's statue, causing Moxie Zhengdong to become a normal person as soon as possible.

But this time, if he couldn't find it, he would stay here forever.

He hated guessing games like this, but he had to focus on guessing.

He really wished that Liao Shuifen beside him was Tieh Tu, because she was an expert in this field.

Unfortunately, it wasn't Tieh Tu, it was Liao Shuifen, who needed his care.

Of course, Liao Shuifen had a use that Tieh Tu couldn't replace. Gao Fei was lost in thoughts as he glanced at Liao Shuifen from the corner of his eye. The woman was standing there earnestly, concentrating on memorizing the portrait and didn't notice her appearance at all.

"Heavenly Sovereign Immeasurable , good, good."

Gao Fei imitated Honest Monk and chanted an incantation in his heart before focusing on the painting.

There were a total of seven people and a horse in that picture.

Three of them took up half of the space. The most eye-catching one was the bearded old man, who was also the Duke Wen.

Behind Duke Wen was a soldier leading a relatively small warhorse.

In front of him, Woogie, dressed as a woodcutter, stood there stupidly, allowing a soldier to draw a circle at his feet.

In the distance, there were three other people. The one closest to them seemed to be a small official who was quickly approaching.2

The one a bit further away was also a woodcutter, and he had a load of firewood on his shoulder.

The one furthest away could not be seen, it was just a Shadow.

Both Gao Fei and Gao Fei stared fixedly at the characters' expressions and movements, especially those lines.

Slowly, the disposable lighter in Gao Fei's hand became very hot, so he could only let go.

Darkness immediately engulfed the entire world.

The two of them stood silently in the darkness. Neither of them spoke as they quickly tried to recall the characters, even the war horses, carrying burdens, and other things that were unusual about them.

Actually, when you feel that there is some secret hidden in a painting, you will feel that everything in the painting may carry a very strong premonition, even if the end of the eyebrows of the person in the painting is pointing in the same direction as the idiom, 'neighborhood thief axe', because of preconceived reasons, so you would be suspicious of the normal actions of others.

"The little finger of Duke Wen's left hand, pointing towards the flower racks."

Liao Shuifen said softly, "It's a weird posture. It seems like there's a reference to something."

"There is indeed a hidden meaning. Why didn't I think of it?"

Gao Fei suddenly became excited. Holding Liao Shuifen's hand, he walked close to the wall and grabbed the flower rack, smashing it hard against the wall!

With a crack, the wooden flower rack was broken into several pieces.

Although Liao Shuifen couldn't see it, she was very concerned. "When you were smashing the walls, did you hear any hollow thumping sounds?"

"No, but I saw the light."

Gao Fei said and squatted down. He picked up a flowerbed wood and lit up the lighter. He smiled and said, "At least, this flowerbed can be burned. It's much stronger than a fire engine."

"Ah, why didn't I think of that!"

Liao Shuifen cheered and couldn't help but tiptoe to kiss Gao Fei on the cheek.

"Don't shoot, it'll hold up my firewood."

Gao Fei said without any hesitation.

"Scram, can't you say something human?"

Liao Shuifen was angry again. If this place wasn't so scary, she would definitely hide far away from Gao Fei: this person was too lacking in manners and too lacking in emotion.

All the wood on the flower stand was very heavy, so he didn't know what kind of wood it was. Fortunately, the air inside the tomb was still quite dry, and there was raw paint on the wood (a kind of natural paint that could easily be burned), so it took Gao Fei seven to eight minutes to light it up.

"Yeah, it's a success!"

Liao Shuifen, who was watching nervously at the side, punched his fist in excitement. "Quickly, take a look at the corner of the wall. There's something different!"

Gao Fei didn't rush to look at the corner of the wall, but frowned as he smelled the burning wood. He said: "The smell is strange, very fragrant, but also very choking … There can't be anything strange inside the wood, right?"

"Yes."

If Yin Jinhua was here, Gao Fei would have definitely heard her reply to Hee Xiucheng.

"What's weird?"

Hee Xiucheng asked without raising his head as he sat on the sofa and fixed his nails with the nail clipper.

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