Mirror Authority

Chapter 189 Five Pictures

There are five pictures in total.

The monkey raised the flashlight in his hand and shone it.

The first one immediately appeared in front of me.

It’s like holding some kind of celebration, just like the victory of the country. Many people in armor lined up to celebrate. In front of them, there is a man who looks like a general, riding on a horse, holding a round thing in his hand .

Yang Yi's eyebrows twitched.

It's a mirror!

A mirror, what's there to celebrate?
Not only was he surprised, but the eyes of the others were also puzzled, and they looked at the second picture.

This painting is still the same general. Although his appearance is invisible, the clothes on his body are exactly the same.

Still riding on horseback, holding a mirror in his hand, as if he was addicted to it, surrounded by corpses whose heads had been chopped off, several soldiers were obeying his orders, beheading everywhere.

Although there is no research on painting, it can be seen that the general should have been bewitched by something, and the massacre of ordinary people led to this result.

"Is the mirror a magic weapon? Bewitched him?"

Han Yue couldn't help but said.

Everyone didn't speak, and each of them felt a chill in their hearts.

She was right, if it wasn't for the magic weapon, why would this general order his subordinates to slaughter ordinary people, so cruel?How could it be possible to stare at the mirror all the time, as if obsessed?
The light shines on the third frame.

At this time, the general was no longer on the horseback, but his body was shriveled and haggard, as if he had been swallowed up by something, he looked a little shriveled, lying quietly on the bed, motionless, that weird mirror was hanging On the beam at the head of the bed, according to each other.

A few soldiers stood around, although they didn't make any movements, their faces looked very ferocious.

"Could it be that these soldiers thought the general was too cruel and killed him?"

Fatty muttered.

Although he has been here and seen the murals, he still doesn't quite understand what they express.

Without words, a picture can have multiple interpretations.

However, from the current point of view, these three pictures are strictly in chronological order. As long as you continue to look down, you should be able to understand what they mean.

Qi Shushu turned their heads, and the fourth picture appeared in front of them.

The general was dead at this time, and all the soldiers put him into a huge sarcophagus, including the mirror.

Looks like it's going to be buried.

The people around were all celebrating happily, as if the nightmare was about to end.

"No, look at the few people behind!"

Han Yue said suddenly.

Everyone followed the light to look behind the crowd in the mural, and they saw the soldiers in the last circle, each face was not happy, but frightened, as if they had encountered something unbelievable.

Just like the general's death, it opened Pandora's box. Once it is uncontrollable, more people will die.

They all looked at the fifth picture, which was also the last one. There were corpses all over the floor. Those who supported the general before were all dead at this time, only a few were left lying on the ground, stretching out their hands to touch, thinking What to grab.

And right in front of them, a mirror was quietly suspended in mid-air, and a weird bug was hovering on the mirror surface, drilling into it.

Seeing the appearance of this bug clearly, Yang Yi was shocked.

It was the one crawling on Wang Ping, Wang Yang's son. It looked a bit like a leech, but it had several legs.

The mural ends here.

In the end, the few people lying on the ground were dead or alive, and there was no result.

As for who left the murals and who filled the tomb, it was not clearly stated, and the content came to an abrupt end.

"Isn't the mirror buried in the coffin with the general? Why did it come out? How did these people die?"

Some cold hunters couldn't bear it anymore, and said to themselves.

This is what everyone is wondering about.

In the fourth picture, the mirror was placed next to the general's body, and it was regarded as a funeral object to see the appearance and behavior of everyone. How could it appear again in the last picture?

"These five paintings all have that mirror, which shows that this thing is the key to everyone's death!"

Wang Yang said.

He has been here before, he has seen the picture of five blessings long ago, and he has studied it for a long time, and he has deduced a lot more information than others.

The crowd nodded.

Although the protagonist is a general, this tomb may belong to him, but the fourth picture is dead.

Wang Yang continued: "According to my research on ancient books and materials, as well as research on the artifacts taken from here, this mirror was called the [Mirror of Hell] in ancient times. It is said that once you get it, it is equivalent to opening the gate of hell The gate, there will be demons from hell running out to kill people! In the picture, it is buried in the ground with the general, but no accident, the gate of hell has not been closed."

"Look!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the last picture of Wang Yang: "There is a worm here, it should be the demon they mentioned. Not surprisingly, my son Wang Ping was injured by this thing."

Only then did the others notice the "leech" painted on the mirror, twisting its body and drilling into the mirror.

Because it is a static picture, it is impossible to tell whether it is drilling in or out.

"Just a bug?"

Hanyue was puzzled.

Not only her, but everyone else was also a little puzzled.

Even if this bug looked weird, it wouldn't have killed so many experienced soldiers, and the key general was also dead.

"Well, it's just such a bug! The reason why I'm so sure is because... other scrolls have this bug, but the lines are too subtle, so we couldn't see it!"

Shaking his head, Wang Yang pointed to a spot in the fourth picture.

Looking over with his fingers, Yang Yi's muscles suddenly stiffened.

In this picture, the soldiers behind the crowd with terrified faces really have bugs on their backs, which are not big, exactly the same as the ones on Wang Yang's back.

Because the lines of the soldiers are very thin, and the bugs are even smaller, you can't notice it unless you look carefully.

Are these people terrified because they were bitten on the back by bugs?Or do you know... Even if you bury the mirror, it's useless?

Turning his head hastily, Nian Li swept towards the three murals in front of him.

Observing with the naked eye, you may not be able to see clearly due to limited light sources, but with the power of your mind, you can see clearly.

In the blink of an eye, the first image was magnified countless times and appeared in front of the eyes. In the mirror held by the general, there was also a small bug slowly crawling out.

In the second picture, the bug is no longer in the mirror, but in the general's eyes, which looks very strange.

As for the third picture, there are no bugs on the general's body, but a small section of bug's tail is exposed on the belly. Because the painting is relatively simple, it is intertwined with the folds of the clothes. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

The five paintings... Sure enough, there are bugs!
what happened?

I thought it was just an ordinary seizure, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

At this time, many people saw the problem, and all of them looked solemn, especially the woman named Han Yue, who frowned slightly, not knowing what to think.

"Is this mirror... in the sarcophagus now, or outside?"

I don't know how long it has passed, the hunter couldn't help but said.

"I do not know either!"

Wang Yang shook his head: "The last time I came down, I didn't open the coffin lid."

"Wang Ping got tricked without opening the coffin lid?" The hunter's face changed, and the faces of the others were also not very good-looking.

No wonder it's very dangerous this time, the frontal enemy, even if it comes to a terrifying level, won't be afraid, but... what can't be seen or touched, it's really frustrating.

Even as a mutant, I still have some palpitations.

"Ok!"

Wang Yang nodded and turned to look at his son who was on the ground.

With the help of the light, everyone also looked over at the same time. At this time, Wang Ping was lying quietly on his back, cold and thin all over, and he was [-] to [-]% similar to the general in the third picture.

Taking a deep breath, everyone felt their bodies were icy cold.

"Since you haven't opened the lid of the coffin, why did you conclude that if you put him in, there is a chance of recovery?" Yang Yi asked.

The other party definitely didn't want to die. Since he dared to bring someone over, he must have his own purpose. Maybe he knew how to save him.

"Yup!"

At the same time, they reacted, and everyone looked at it in unison.

Wang Yang shone the flashlight on the wall again, his eyes narrowed slowly: "Actually... I suspect that there is a sixth picture. This picture explains where the bugs come from and how to solve this problem. Otherwise, , as long as the gate of hell is not closed, more people will definitely die, and the matter will eventually become a big mess, but I have checked a lot of historical materials, and there is no record of this matter in history."

"This……"

Everyone was stunned.

indeed.

According to the descriptions in the first five pictures, this bug monster is invincible, and there is no way to avoid it. It will definitely cause a huge disaster. Once there are large-scale casualties, it is impossible for history books not to record it.

I have never heard of it now, even if it is just a legend...

Also, who is the author of this painting?
Being able to paint so calmly, has he found a solution, or... took away that mirror?

"Sixth picture?"

The fat man took out the brush and continued to brush it on the wall, but there was no trace of the rammed earth layer left.

Yang Yi's thoughts surged out, covering the surrounding walls, and he quickly shook his head.

Indeed nothing.

His guess may not be correct.

"Those patterns on the coffin, could it be the sixth one?" Hanyue asked suddenly.

Everyone looked at the sarcophagus in unison.

As soon as everyone arrived, they discovered that there were also some small lines on the sarcophagus, like runes. I thought it was a superstition, something used to suppress the coffin and luck, could it be the so-called sixth picture?

"no!"

Wang Yang shook his head: "These lines, last time I rubbed them out for research, they are all things to ward off evil spirits, not pictures."

After speaking, they shone the flashlight on it, and Yang Yi and others hurriedly looked at it. The lines on it, like tadpoles, looked like talismans and words, but they were definitely not pictures.

The fat man came to the front, stretched out his hand to touch it, the dust on the lines spilled, leaving fingerprints one by one.

Soon, everyone walked around the sarcophagus, and indeed found nothing like patterns.

"I think the sixth picture should be inside the coffin! Therefore, I think that as long as this thing is opened, there is a way to save Wang Ping!"

Wang Yang explained.

"Oh?"

Everyone looked puzzled.

You haven't opened the coffin, so why make such a guess?

Wang Yangdao: "In the fourth picture, the Gate of Hell was buried with the general... But in the fifth picture, it appeared outside again, which means that the person who drew the picture must not be at the same time as the person who buried it. .”

The crowd nodded.

If they were buried in the same period, there would be only the first four at most, and there would never be a fifth one.

Wang Ping continued: "If you can draw the fifth picture and return to the tomb, the other party must have solved the disaster of the gate of hell, so the person who made the picture must know the solution! Obviously know, why didn't you stay?" ? Either it is very involved, or nine out of ten, it is sealed in this sarcophagus."

The crowd responded.

Although it is only speculation, there is a high probability.

According to the timeline of the murals, the mirror was buried first, and then dug out, resulting in the death of countless people. Finally, someone solved the disaster and came back here, leaving behind the paintings. As for the mirror... nine out of ten, it was released again Back to the coffin.

Only in this way can a closed loop be formed.

"Then get ready to open it!"

The fat man let out a breath.

After all the words have been said, everyone should know what they should know, and continue to wait, it is definitely not the solution, only to open the coffin to verify, and speculate whether it is true or not.

"Hold on!"

Wang Yang nodded, took out a compass from the backpack behind his back, determined the direction, took out a candle, put it in the southeast corner of the tomb, and lit it casually.

This is the rule of Captain Mojin.

Whenever you encounter a large tomb, you need to light a candle in the southeast corner of the tomb. If the candle is extinguished, you will leave immediately.

This is a rule that has been left over for more than 1000 years since the emergence of this profession.

That is to say, people light candles and ghosts blow lamps.

The faint light of the candle illuminated the darkness of the tomb, and stretched the shadows of everyone very long.

Immediately afterwards, the monkey and the fat man took out the matrix lights for lighting from the backpack and placed them around.

In an instant, the lights in the entire tomb were dazzling, giving people a feeling of daytime.

I have to say that the current LED lights are really powerful, not only save power, but also have high brightness, and tomb robbers are no longer as dark as before.

Glancing at the candle, although it was shaking a bit, it didn't intend to go out at all. Only then did Wang Yang heave a sigh of relief, took out a crowbar and the like, and came to the coffin.

Everyone nodded and followed in unison.

"let's start……"

The palms of the six people were all placed on the coffin lid, and their strength burst forth. While exerting force, Yang Yi operated the Eye of Reality and looked around.

Although there should be no danger with so many of them, it's better to be careful.

"Ok?"

After only one glance, Yang Yi's face suddenly turned pale.

Under the light of the Eye of Reality, not only Wang Yang, but Fatty, Monkey, Hunter, and Han Yue also had a phantom in the shape of a leech crawling on their backs at some point.

However, they are not too big, about the same size as the one on Wang Yang's back.

"And me?"

Thinking of something, he turned his head slowly, and immediately saw behind him, a black shadow of a leech more than half a meter long, waving its claws, clinging to his back, as if showing a sinister smile.

(End of this chapter)