Chosen Prophet [Unlimited]

In the gloomy tomb, a wall seems to link two time and space.

Hand to hand, Duan Yi made contact with the Loulan bride from another time and space.

Afterwards, almost with a strong premonition and instinct, Duan Yi grabbed Loulan's bride's hand and pulled it towards the tomb with one hand, and directly pinched her veil with the other hand and pulled it down.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the wind.

The howling wind continued, and Duan Yi came to the boundless desert from the small tomb in an instant, and the sudden strong wind was sweeping towards him wrapped in thousands of miles of yellow sand.

In the midst of the storm, he turned around, and his first reaction was to run away with the bride.

But in the next moment, the bride broke free from his hand, and then pushed him forward fiercely.

The strong wind and sand hit his face, cutting Duan Yi's cheek sorely.

He felt himself being lifted up by the wind, and his whole body was swept up into the air along with the dust.

And just when he thought he would fly away with the dust storm, he suddenly landed on the ground.

——He fell from the boundless desert and returned to the tomb.

Duan Yi's first reaction was feeling lost, and his second reaction was pain in his buttocks.

Because when he was pushed out, his butt hit the ground hard.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "rustling" sound from the wall.

Looking up at the place where the strange sound came from, Duan Yi saw that the yellow sand on the mural was slowly overflowing, and he came to this tomb.

The flow speed of the yellow sand is not slow, so far only a thin layer of sand has been spread on the ground directly below the mural.

But let it flow out of the painting continuously, and it won't take long to bury the entire tomb.

Seeing this, the players were inevitably a little panicked. After looking at each other in blank dismay, they chose to exit this tomb one after another.

Yang Ye stepped forward to help Duan Yi up. "What's going on? What happened just now?"

Duan Yi said as if waking up from a dream: "I, I feel that I have entered the painting. When I touched the bride's hand, I felt that she was alive. Her body has warmth. I originally wanted to bring her out, but I didn't expect that I followed her into the painting. I got a painting... I got a sandstorm or something and she pushed me out."

Hearing this, Yang Ye looked at him a few more times. "Your expression is wrong. It feels like you have been seduced by the bride."

Duan Yi frowned: "I—"

"I'm not joking." Yang Ye was quite serious, "If the bride is the boss of this dungeon, it's normal for her to have some demagogic skills. We have to be careful when looking at the murals, so we don't get caught by accident."

"It's not that she knows any sorcery. I just don't know... When I see her, I feel very familiar." Duan Yi exhaled, rubbed the center of his brows, and then looked at the mural that was constantly emitting gravel. "Speaking of which, the mural—"

Thinking of something, Duan Yi ran outside. "Let's go. Let's take a closer look at the pile of things brought out from 'Xi Tang'."

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That day, Duan Yi and the others crawled through the bone cave and arrived at the tomb that was arranged as a wedding hall. They saw three bones and picked up many things including painting utensils.

Because there were so many brought out, they didn't have time to take a closer look at them one by one.

Now that such a strange phenomenon appeared in the murals, they decided to look carefully at the things left by the dead to see if they could find any clues.

Wu Junlan first took out a backpack, which was the bag with painting tools.

Finding a lot of brushes, paints and other things from the bag, Wu Junlan shook off the bag, and then shook out a few rolled up paintings.Before she had time to take a closer look at the paintings, she first turned the backpack over from the inside to the outside.

While Wu Junlan was doing this, Yang Ye was looking through another backpack, and Duan Yi picked up a painting on the ground to check.

Spreading out the scroll, it turned out to be a sketch of a Buddha statue.

And the one drawn on this sketch is none other than one of the Four Great Vajras—the King of the Heavenly King of the East holding a pipa.

A strange feeling rose in my heart. Duan Yi heard Wu Junlan say: "I just saw that the stitching on the outside of this backpack is a bit strange, and I guessed that there is a dark layer inside. But I didn't expect that someone embroidered words inside. These words are linked together. It's like... a nursery rhyme."

Nursery rhymes?

Has the nursery rhyme with the hinting nature of the clearance finally appeared?

Duan Yi immediately walked up to Wu Junlan, and saw the nursery rhyme.

"Klaus Patch, draw the latch, and sit by the fire and spinning wheel; take a cup of tea, drink it up, and call the neighbors in."

"Get the painting at the door?" Duan Yi couldn't help frowning, "This copy is indeed related to the painting."

——Put it on the door and ask the neighbors to come in...then what?Can this drawn interlocking lock up the neighbors?

At this time, Dongfang Yu's voice came from not far away: "In that tomb, sand, sand is flowing more and more!"

Hearing this, Duan Yi ran to the hanging tomb door and looked inside. Sure enough, more and more sand poured out on the wall where the mural of Loulan's bride was married, and now the sand on the ground around the wall is The sand is already so thick that it can almost submerge people's insteps.

One way before everyone is to find a way to close the tomb door connecting the two burial chambers, so that the sand inside will not overflow into the camp cemetery, and then bury everyone.

But the consequence of doing so is that the tomb with four murals and seven coffins, and the wedding hall linked by the bone cave will be completely submerged by wind and sand, and players will no longer be able to explore the secrets inside.

That means that they may not be able to pass the customs, and can only wait to die in this camp.

Duan Yi's brain turned rapidly, and he thought of something in an instant, and asked loudly: "Is there anyone who can draw?"

The person who stood up was the tall girl No. 2, who was also the current round guard Duan Yi guessed.

She raised her hand and said, "I learned to draw. I probably can. What do I need to do?"

Duan Yi hurriedly picked up the paint and brush and handed them to her: "Draw a wall on the mural where the sand is leaking, and see if it can seal the sand."

"What? You mean?" No. 2's eyes widened, as if feeling a little unbelievable.

"Let's try it first." Duan Yi said, "The flow of sand is not fast. Let's try it in time. I will accompany you in. If there is any danger, I will definitely bring it out."

"Well... okay, I still believe you." After entering this dungeon, No. 2 can see how reliable Duan Yi is doing things, and immediately picks up brushes, paints, a bottle of mineral water and two color palettes The porcelain bowl used went into the coffin chamber.

No. 2 is indeed a professional student. Although she has no experience in painting on walls, she took the largest pen, adjusted the paint quickly, and outlined the wall on a large wall with just a few strokes. rough shape.

Looking back at Duan Yi, she asked, "About this big?"

"Well. Almost." Duan Yi looked at the wall again, clenched his fists subconsciously.

No. 2 is the wall drawn along the place where the sand overflows, and the four sides of the wall being drawn now just frame the Loulan bride inside.

Holding a paintbrush, No. 2 first quickly outlined the bricks on the wall, then changed the color, and filled the bricks on the wall and the gaps between the bricks with paint little by little.

In this way, the feet, skirt, and veiled face of the Loulan bride are gradually covered by the formed city wall.

In the end, only the parts of her eyes were still exposed.

The paint on the brush became a little dry, so No. 2 bent down, turned on the mineral water, poured some water into the porcelain bowl, squeezed out some paint, and re-adjusted the color.

Taking advantage of this time, Duan Yi couldn't help but take a step forward, staring closely at the position of the bride's eyes on the mural.

Her world is being covered inch by inch with a paintbrush, and now only this pair of eyes can still be seen.

And at this moment, Duan Yi could see clearly——his veil fell down.

At the same moment, the yellow sand flew up, then fell from his eyes, and those misty eyes appeared in front of Duan Yi.

"Xiao Tian……"

"Xiao Tian!!"

"Xiao Tian--!"

Duan Yi couldn't help calling out.

Just at this moment, No. 2 finished mixing the paint, and before Duan Yi had time to stop, she picked up the paintbrush and wiped it heavily and quickly—the pair of beautiful eyes were sealed.

A newly painted wall completely sealed the wedding picture of Loulan's bride.

The rustling is gone because the yellow sand has stopped pouring.

But at the same time...the Loulan bride also disappeared.

He, is he Xiaotian?

But why did he appear in the painting and become the "Bride of Loulan"?

Or is it all just because I miss him so much that I have hallucinations?

Duan Yi sat on the ground in a daze, the yellow sand on the ground had already covered his calves.

All kinds of voices are constantly coming from around.

"Everyone come in and see, it's really all right! The sand has stopped! It's blocked by the wall!"

"So amazing? Is drawing really useful? Does that mean that in this dungeon, what we draw and what we draw will come true?"

"Eh? Why don't we try and draw some food or something? Maybe it can be eaten?"

"I don't think so. Drawn things can interact with each other, but they can't interact with our real people?"

"You'll know if you try it?... Hey, it really doesn't work. Look, I drew a bun in the corner, and I can't take it out to eat. But look, I drew a little man. Now The little man picked up the bun and ate it!"

Duan Yi sat without moving, as if he heard these words, but also as if he didn't listen at all.

After a while, Wu Junlan and Yang Ye walked in.

Seeing Duan Yi's strange appearance, Yang Ye reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "What's wrong?"

Duan Yi raised his head and stared at the wall, and after a while: "I... If I draw a door on the wall again, can I see him after opening the door. Or..."

—Or, the wall completely covered him.

Did I, did I make him disappear again?

Duan Yi's clenched arms trembled a little, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

Looking at Wu Junlan, Yang Ye patted Duan Yi on the shoulder again. "Don't fall into the dungeon trap. This Loulan bride is very wrong. I just found the letter of the man named 'Lao Bai'. Do you know what happened?

"Everyone in the archaeological team fell in love with the Loulan bride. The wedding hall was arranged by Lao Bai. He gave the others sleeping pills, and while they were asleep, he dug a hole overnight to reach another tomb. The tomb was arranged as a wedding hall, and he brought the body of Loulan's bride in, intending to marry her. But at that time, Loulan's bride was already a mummy!

"The more terrifying thing is yet to come. His other teammates woke up one after another and found this hole, so they crawled through it one after another. During this period, they talked to Lao Bai through the narrow hole, saying that he would never want to monopolize the Loulan bride. They want to play fair.

"Later, two of the first ones managed to get in, but the rest of them were stuck in the narrow hole and couldn't get out. Do you remember that we found three bones in Xitang?"

Yang Ye's words gradually made Duan Yi calm down.

After thinking about the story, what did he think of. "Nursery rhyme. That nursery rhyme! 'Put it on the door', 'Call the neighbors in'...the nursery rhyme hints at the story.

"Could it be that a man named Lao Bai entered the wedding hall first, in order to compete with him for Loulan's bride and prevent them from getting married, and then two people successfully followed in, and there were... 8 people left, was stuck in a narrow hole.

"8 people are in the narrow cave, 3 people are in the wedding hall, but all 11 of them can't get out. Because... because there is a 12th person who didn't go in this tomb. He is the one in the nursery rhyme' The one who drew the 'chasao'. Did he draw a lock and lock everyone in it?

"So, one person survived, and the remaining 11... all starved to death. The corpses of 8 people left in the narrow cave became the road of bones we saw?"