Koi Survival Code

Chapter 61 The Secret of the Painting of Confession

They don't have anything to replenish blood, so they can only use this to make up for him.

After eating, Zhou Yang fell asleep completely. He exhausted a lot of tossing and tossing, so it's pretty good that he can persist until now.

The few people stayed in place for another three to five days, and they didn't continue their journey until Zhou Yang could barely get up and wandered around.

Qiao Nuonuo has been studying those paintings for the past few days, but there has been no progress. After showing it to several other people, he is at a loss and has no clue.

This time, they walked all the way to the edge of the forest without encountering any danger.

During this period, Shen Lian's injuries were basically fine.

On the contrary, Zhou Yang's wounds have been repeated repeatedly, and now the scabs have just healed, and he can barely move without restriction, but he has lost a lot of weight, and his body is even more weak.

Relying on Lin Zhe to support him along the way, the two stumbled over.

After this encounter, the two of them have passed their lives.

In the evening, several people sat quietly by the fire, and Qiao Nuonuo was still studying those strange graphics.

Zhou Yang gnawed on a soft white flour steamed bun, sat comfortably on Lin Zhe's body, and said,

"Finally we've reached the edge! Boss, shall we go out tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Qiao Nuonuo and Shen Lian looked at each other, Shen Lian pondered for a moment, and briefly explained his plan to the other two.

"It won't be a problem for our supplies to last for another month. The key lies in these graphics. Nuonuo and I feel that they should have something to do with the destination of our trip."

He paused, sorted out his language, and continued,

"My idea is to rest in place for three days, one is to see if there will be more supplies coming to the door, and the other is to wait and see if I can meet other explorers."

As he said that, his deep eyes happened to fall on the young man who had always had a relatively low sense of existence.

Lin Zhe straightened his back subconsciously, and looked at Shen Lian nervously.

"Boss..."

Zhou Yang looked at the young man who was clearly uncomfortable, and hesitantly wanted to speak.

"I did not mean it."

Shen Lian raised his hand to stop his words, and explained,

"If I meet Li Quan's group again, I think I can use some supplies to exchange those two boxes with them. Of course, if the deal fails, I won't force it."

Qiao Nuonuo also nodded, waved the white cloth in his hand, and said

"Whether this thing is useful or not, it's hard to say, we don't need to slam it on it."

"Nono is right."

Shen Lian nodded, apparently the two had already discussed it.

Zhou Yang has gradually gotten used to his boss's sudden change of style when facing Xiao Nuonuo these days.

He cast a disdainful glance at Shen Lian, curled his lips, and turned his head away.

Lin Zhe was also a little embarrassed, and laughed a few times embarrassedly, glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and suddenly stopped.

Seeing him staring at the little girl all of a sudden, Shen Lian felt a little worried, and reminded her in a heavy tone.

"Lin Zhe, what's wrong?"

His tone was very bad, and he didn't really want to hear his explanation.

But he didn't want Lin Zhe to come back to his senses, pointing at Qiao Nuonuo excitedly and shouting,

"I see it! I see it!"

see what?

Qiao Nuonuo looked at him in some confusion.

Zhou Yang was also puzzled, but it didn't prevent him from noticing the increasingly gloomy expression on his boss's face.

"Ahem, Xiao Zhe..."

"Draw! Draw! I see! It's an old lady!"

Just as Zhou Yang wanted to remind him, he interrupted him excitedly. After hearing his words again, the three of them were dumbfounded.

old lady?What old lady?
Qiao Nuonuo looked hesitantly at the pieces of white cloth in his hand, moved his palm slightly, and heard Lin Zhe regretfully say:

"Hey, I can't see it again."

"Can't see it?"

Shen Lian frowned, and looked suspiciously at this well-behaved and pure boy.

Zhou Yang sat with him, followed his gaze to the painting in Qiao Nuonuo's hand, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Damn it! It really is!"

He has a pair of peach blossom eyes rounded, which looks a little funny with that ordinary-looking face.

"What old lady! It's obviously a pair of wings!"

"No, it's not a pair, there are several tm pairs! What the hell? It's disgusting!"

Hearing what he said, Shen Lian got up abruptly, walked to the side of the two, and looked in Zhou Yang's direction.

Sure enough, on one of the cloths, a pair of symmetrically distributed wings could be vaguely seen.

Densely covered the entire canvas, it looks a bit weird, and it is indeed a bit disgusting.

Simple strokes and rough lines, but the feathers are outlined vividly.

It's just that these outstretched wings, like rootless duckweed, are displayed alone on the canvas, which looks a little strange.

"Nuo Nuo, change another one!"

Shen Lian suddenly whispered in Zhou Yang's ear, which startled him a lot.

Shen Lian stared at him silently, eyes full of disgust.

"Oh!"

Although she didn't see what they were seeing, she had cleverly guessed something.

It is estimated that this weird painting can only be seen through special light and angles.

She also tried various angles before, but she didn't find it. Maybe it has something to do with the light source...

She looked at the fire between the two people, thoughtfully.

Hearing Shen Lian's words, she immediately changed a picture, facing his direction according to the angle just now.

"wrong……"

Shen Lian frowned, looking at the messy lines on the painting in thought.

"Another angle."

Immediately, Qiao Nuonuo slowly turned the canvas in his hand, trying various angles.

"stop!"

Shen Lian's pupils shrank and said loudly.

Zhou Yang and Lin Zhe also stared at the painting carefully, and also saw the wrinkled old lady with fierce eyes on the canvas.

"This this……"

"Ah! That's it! That's what I just saw!"

Lin Zhe shouted excitedly, interrupting Zhou Yang.

"old lady?"

Qiao Nuonuo asked with some doubts, and was eager to see it in his heart.

"I'll take your place."

Shen Lian saw her curiosity, stood up and suggested.

"and many more!"

Qiao Nuonuo stopped him immediately.

"Let's read the remaining two before we talk!"

Qiao Nuonuo suggested cautiously. She was worried that if she moved, the angle and light would not be found, and that would be troublesome.

So, she suppressed the curiosity in her heart, changed another one, and kept changing the angle until Shen Lian called to stop.

"This... what is it? Crescent moon?"

Zhou Yang scratched his head vigorously, staring at these messy lines all the time, a little dazzled and dizzy.

Shen Lian pursed her lips, her face was serious, and she was not sure for a while, what exactly it was.

But Lin Zhe's eyes suddenly brightened, and he said excitedly
"It's a sickle! The God of Death's sickle! Brother Zhou, don't you watch anime?"

"Uh……"

Zhou Yang smiled awkwardly, and Shen Lian also took a deep look at him, feeling that he was being connoted.

"Uh...hehe, hehe..."

After being watched by Shen Lian, Lin Zhe also found that he was getting carried away, touched his nose in embarrassment, closed his mouth, and did not speak again.

"Sickle? Reaper..."

An idea flashed in Qiao Nuonuo's mind, and something flashed by, but she didn't catch it right away, making her frown.

"Nono? Nono!"

"what?"

When Qiao Nuo Nuo was called out by Shen Lian, he immediately came back to his senses, glanced at him with some embarrassment, and quickly changed the last painting.

There is nothing special about the last painting. There are countless men and women holding bows and arrows or spears in their hands.

It looks like the dress of some primitive tribe.

It's just that they all collapsed to the ground covered in blood. It looked like they had just experienced a thrilling battle, with countless casualties and no survivors.

"What is this trying to express? These elements obviously don't match! What a mess!"

Zhou Yang was the first to lose patience, frowning tightly, and said angrily.

Lin Zhe also pinched the center of his brows with a headache, walked over, replaced Qiao Nuonuo considerately, sat in her seat, and showed it again.

Although Zhou Yang was impatient, he watched it again.

Looking at it again, there is no change, it is still the four pictures:
The densely packed wings, the sickle exuding an ominous atmosphere, the wrinkled old lady with fierce eyes and indifference, and a group of men and women who held weapons but died tragically.

Qiao Nuonuo also frowned and didn't have a clue.

The thought just flashed by, and before she could catch it, it dissipated.

After reading it once, she couldn't think of anything again, which made her a little anxious.

"Rest early today! Don't think too much."

Shen Lian didn't want her to be too entangled, and turned to Qiao Nuonuo for the last sentence.

Qiao Nuonuo also knew that no matter how hard he thought about it, there would be no clues, so he might as well raise his spirits and read it again tomorrow.

At least the content of these paintings has been deciphered, and now it is time to find the hidden secrets.

The four contentedly prepared to watch the night, or sleep.

I thought it would be dawn, but I didn't want to. In the middle of the night, Qiao Nuonuo, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened by Shen Lian.

She was still a little dazed, when she heard a faint sound of music that was suddenly near and far away.

"what happened?"

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, shook her head, trying to wake up as soon as possible.

"Hush, listen!"

Shen Lian put his finger on her soft lips and reminded softly.

The warm and deep male voice made her sober up a lot.Qiao Nuonuo blinked, but still looked at him with some confusion in his eyes.

Shen Lian's heart was softened by her stunned appearance, and his big palm, ready to move, stroked her soft short hair as he wished.

Taking advantage of the situation, she gently pinned the few strands of hair stuck to her face behind her ears.

Only then did Qiao Nuonuo fully wake up, and he heard the sound of the piano playing more clearly.

"This is!"

Qiao Nuonuo's eyes widened for an instant, and white sweat broke out on his back in an instant.

In the silent forest, how can there be the sound of playing piano music in the middle of the night?

So, what is it?
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