Chapter 217 Return to the painting boat

Style: Science Author: Chen QingyanWords: 2280Update Time: 24/01/12 23:01:00
In the darkness, I just felt a little dazed, and I couldn't even see clearly what was around me.

It seemed that a bright light could be seen in the trance, but the light flickered very slowly.

Judging from the brightness, you can actually detect the reflected light. If it were normal direct light, it would not be so bright.

This is not an ancient well, nor a loess alley, nor a mourning hall.

This is the painting boat, and the surrounding light is much lower than before, but in comparison, it is more quiet.

There was no sound of flowing water in the pool, and the sound of rushing water seemed to be blocked by something.

If you look forward, you can actually find a figure stuck in the middle of the pool.

There is also a layer of floating matter floating on top that is not particularly clean.

However, if you look closely, you will find that this person's entire body has not entered the pool, even his face.

You even have to wonder, did this guy drown in the water?

There was a crash!

Xie Chen suddenly sat up from the middle of the pool. His whole body was so hot that he couldn't tell whether it was the sweat or the pool water.

I just felt that all the bones in my body were about to fall apart, and it was very difficult to even stand up.

Fortunately, after sitting up, I found that my physical condition was not that bad. I knew that it was caused by those black ash, and even fell into the original ancient well.

But there is still one doubtful point: why after falling into the ancient well, I felt flooded and thought the water stopped.

But when I woke up now, I found myself lying in such a pool.

There is a bridge in front, but there are many strange words engraved on this bridge.

It should be similar to writing, but I have also seen what oracle bone inscriptions are and what murals are. These things are not compatible with oracle bone inscriptions, and have little to do with hieroglyphics.

For a moment I didn’t know what I was writing.

I'm not bothered by this.

Xie Chen pulled his gaze from the distance back to the near distance and looked at some things floating around him. They turned out to be the black ashes that pushed him down the well earlier.

"Are these things no longer working?"

Xie Chen opened his palms and picked up some, but the ashes dissolved immediately after leaving the water.

It should be said that it dissolved directly into the water, but after I sat up, the pool returned to the previous sound of gurgling water.

The water in this pool is originally living water. Even if all the ashes are dissolved, it will not have much impact on the water.

After Xie Chen calmed down for a moment, the water flowed through his palms and forearms, and the wounds that were originally mixed with sand were also cleaned up.

What's left is the slight pain that slowly appears after the water rushes through the flesh.

The water after the ashes have dissolved flows from above, and there is even the tearing feeling of the knife tearing the flesh apart. Compared with this kind of pain, the former is simply insignificant.

Xie Chen grimaced in pain and immediately struggled to stand up. However, the water in the pool was still able to cover the wound on his forearm. Standing in it and being washed away by the water, the pain was still unbearable.

Xie Chen could only grit his teeth and left the pool. When he stood up and walked, his calves were still a bit unbearable.

But I quickly adapted to it, and the injuries along the way didn't matter to me.

Xie Chen struggled slightly, trying to climb to the shore. There seemed to be a plaque on it, but I didn't know what it said.

If you look here now, you basically can't see the positive content.

"What the hell is this place?"

Xie Chen stood in the middle and glanced back, finding some rules embroidered on the screen behind him.

After taking a closer look, I found that there were only three of them, but I couldn’t understand the content.

Xie Chen relied on the pain to keep his brain awake and returned to the shore little by little.

Fortunately, this pool is an indoor pool, and there is a ladder in the middle for you to walk up, so you can climb back to the shore without too much effort.

As soon as I landed on the beach, I immediately started to look around again.

Hope to get some useful information.

There is a half-moon-shaped wooden bridge in front of it. I could see it clearly just from being in the pool, so naturally I didn't find it strange.

However, there were still many paper figurine remains around, but this time no heads were seen, mostly paper scraps.

Things like broken limbs and broken arms are basically located on both sides of the boat entering the painting.

"Why is this place so weird?"

"Could it be that all these paper figures are made here?"

Because not only do you see these scraps of paper, but besides these scraps of paper, there are also a lot of bamboos in the middle.

Of course, not much is left intact,

Most of them are broken bamboos that have been split into smaller and smaller pieces. These are used to make the supports for paper figures, and they are nothing short of the best materials.

Moreover, the splits of some bamboos are still very new, and the skin on the back that has not been peeled off is even very green and has not turned yellow due to time.

From these points of view, it is enough to prove the quality of these bamboos themselves.

Xie Chen picked up a small half of the bamboo and took a look at it, feeling that something was unexpected.

And when you pick it up, there is still some bamboo fragrance, but these bamboos are indeed very dry and do not appear to be wet.

Xie Chen gently opened it with both hands, and the faults were obvious.

"It seems that this place is really the place where paper figures are made, but it looks a bit too elegant. No wonder those paper figures have talismans on them."

But if the talisman comes from the person who made the paper figurine.

Does this guy understand the secret of this copy?

Xie Chen's breathing became hot, and he was even a little excited.

However, considering how weird these paper figures are, maybe this guy's own position is not much better. I can't just rely on the contents of the amulet to subjectively assume that this guy who knows the dead can be a good person.

"call……"

"But at least there is a direction to explore next."

After sighing, he muttered something to himself.

The sound spread from the entrance room, and then slowly came back through the screen in front.

However, the effect of the echo was very small, so it was interrupted after being transmitted back and forth a few times.

Xie Chen looked around, then stretched.

After encountering the well, you will come to the house.

"I just don't know if the guy who made the paper man is in this painting boat."

Xie Chen muttered to himself and walked around the area with the remains of paper figures, but found nothing related to the amulet.

On the contrary, a wooden door appeared in front of him, covered with thick dust.