Chapter 89: Mysterious mural!

Ling Lan, whose consciousness was forcibly extracted from the study space, when she opened her eyes again, she found that she had not entered a certain tutor's space, nor was she in the study space hall with Xiaosi, but in an extremely dark passage. inside.

Ling Lan couldn't help but frowned. She was no stranger to the passage. A similar scene had occurred once during Mentor No. 5's abnormal experiment. Of course, the experience that time was definitely not a good one, so Ling Lan I don't really like this kind of environment.

However, Ling Lan also knew that whether she liked it or not, she had to stay here, and there was no room for bargaining about the study space.

Ling Lan waited for a long time, but no instructor came out. Her brows furrowed even more tightly. What on earth was going on?

"Hey, is there anyone? Instructor No. 1? Instructor No. 5? Instructor No. 9?" Ling Lan shouted loudly. She didn't want to waste time waiting like this. Qi Long was still waiting to fight with her outside. She didn't want to miss the match.

The only answer to Ling Lan was the distant echo in the passage. No one responded to Ling Lan at all. Ling Lan thought for a while, then stretched out her hand to rub the center of her brow, and said in a helpless tone: "Xiaosi, stop playing, come out quickly. .”

She originally thought it was Xiaosi's prank, but unfortunately, Ling Lan was still greeted with silence. Ling Lan was confused. Did she guess wrong?

Ling Lan frowned and glanced around the passage, hoping to find some clues. If it were a test, the learning space would definitely give some clues.

The light in the passage was not very good. She could only see a distance of about ten meters. There was a rich black in front and behind her. It was like a black hole that could swallow everything, and it was so quiet that it was suffocating.

Ling Lan slowly took a few steps forward. Her vision became darker. Ling Lan squinted her eyes slightly. Let herself adapt to the near-dark light. Ling Lan thought that the next step would probably be darkness, but she didn't expect that it would be darkness. His vision became slightly brighter, and then he discovered that there was a small surface two meters away from the wall on the right, with a small oil lamp placed on it, which was emitting a little light and lighting up the surrounding area several meters away.

"It's really stingy. Couldn't it be made bigger? Brighter?" Ling Lan was a little dissatisfied. As a girl, she really hates darkness.

Ling Lan just finished muttering, but her face was stunned, because she found that the front and back of her body had turned into a rich black again, without any light.

"It seems that this passage has a curvature." Only in this way can it block her line of sight and prevent her from seeing the light of the next oil lamp.

Ling Lan continued to move forward. When she walked into the darkest place again, the corner of her eye made her say "Huh". She felt that the wall there did not seem to be what she had just seen. It's flat, but high and low, as if there's something there.

Is there any mystery on the wall? Or is it a message about a test? Ling Lan felt excited. She stepped back directly, came to the oil lamp, flew over, and took down the oil lamp.

"It seems that there is a reason for placing the small removable oil lamp. I actually ignored this. Fortunately, my eyesight is amazing, which allowed me to see things that ordinary people cannot see, and I didn't miss it in the end." Ling Lan While she was thankful, she became even more cautious. She felt that this learning space test was not simple. There were no instructions from the instructor and no systematic prompts. She even suspected that if she could not find the key points hidden in it, It is very likely that I will keep wandering in this passage until I find it, or I will never find it until I die in it.

Ling Lan shook her head hard and warned herself not to scare herself. She picked up the oil lamp and walked forward against the wall. Finally, she felt that the uneven wall showed its original appearance, and it turned out to be a vivid image. of murals.

Ling Lan held the oil lamp high and used the light to make the entire mural appear before her eyes.

Ling Lan only felt a murderous aura rushing towards her face, and Ling Lan took a breath of air. On the screen, there were corpses scattered everywhere, with broken limbs. The facial features of the corpse's face could still be distinguished, vividly depicting an expression of fear and extreme despair. of fear.

And in the middle of this pile of corpses, there was a person standing upright. He was looking at everything around him with a smile, as if appreciating or enjoying the bloody feast in front of him. At the same time, , his hand is currently holding the head of an infant baby, his fingers have been dug in, and countless streams of blood have buried the baby's face.

Ling Lan felt a chill go straight into her heart. She clearly felt the mood of the murderous devil in the picture. It was not crazy or twisted, but an extreme calmness. He was enjoying all this. Killing was just a game, not a game. There is something called human nature.

Does this still belong to the category of human beings? Ling Lan endured the discomfort and continued walking forward. More than ten meters away, another mural appeared. It was completely different from the one just now. This time, the paintings were densely packed with living humans. They were all kneeling on the ground, and many of them were looking up to a high place. Although their slightly sideways faces had different expressions, one thing was the same, that is, their eyes were full of fanatical belief. .And their focus, the highest point of the picture, is a figure who looks like a god, holding a divine staff, looking down at his feet and all his believers with a smile like a spring breeze.

For some reason, Ling Lan, who should have felt the beautiful sunshine, also felt a chill. She always felt that the god's smile contained a kind of ridicule and disdain, as if all he saw in his eyes were thousands of ants. .

Ling Lan frowned even more tightly. What are these murals trying to tell her? Ling Lan knew very well that the learning space would not give useless pictures. If it did not have meaning, the sides of the passage should be smooth, not to mention that it was hidden. so deep.

Ling Lan is not a person who troubles herself. Since she can't figure it out now, she should move on and find the answer.

Then one mural after another appeared, taking Linglan into the world of devils, dreams, elves, gods, and savage beasts. Various strange and wonderful worlds were presented in front of Linglan, which shocked Linglan. At the same time, I am also confused. What do so many murals that cannot be connected together refer to?

Ling Lan just looked around, looking at one thing after another. About half an hour passed, and Ling Lan was dizzy when looking at the countless murals. Another new mural appeared.

This time, Ling Lan stopped in her tracks. She was greatly surprised, because this mural was completely different from the ones she had just seen. It was no longer a story about gods and demons, but an ordinary human being. growth history.

Yes, it is a long mural divided into six panels. Although the pictures in the six panels are different, they tell the same protagonist.

In the first frame, he has a confident smile, his eyes are excited and nervous. Carrying his weapon and sword, he walks out of his own world. In the picture, behind the protagonist is a piece of golden rice.

The sea is the harvest season and a paradise.

In the second frame, he came to a bloody world. He saw a hell, and a gang of bandits were burning, killing, and looting in a village. The young and righteous man became angry, pulled out the big sword behind him, and fought with the bandits.

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In the third square that followed, behind him, countless young people followed him and raised various weapons to fight back, and finally killed these bandits. Then, in the ruined village, the remaining people there were willing

Follow his footsteps and move forward together.

In the fourth grid, they helped people who were also in need of help. They took up arms to protect themselves and others. At this time, more people gathered around him.

In the fifth grid, people from two different camps were fighting each other, and he stood in the middle of one of the camps, pointing the big sword in his hand at the enemy, shouting to attack, and countless warriors who followed him bravely fought.

Pounce forward and kill the enemy.

In the last scene, he sat on the dragon throne representing the imperial power, with a smile on his face. The warriors following him were raising their arms and shouting, their faces full of joy and excitement. They had defeated all those who forced them.

Enemies, building their own utopia

"Achievements?" Ling Lan felt a little weird in her heart. After all, the previous stories were all about gods and demons. It was really hard to accept the history of human struggle. Ling Lan just paused for a moment, thinking that she

After reading this mural, continue to choose to move forward.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, as if she had thought of something, and quickly stepped back a few steps, returning to the first frame she saw at the beginning. Then, she jumped directly to the sixth frame, and then saw Ling.

Lan's originally calm face suddenly turned serious.

"Does this painting want to tell me the process of a person's heart falling? Gaining power, but losing the truest self? Is it worth it or not? Or is there any other profound meaning?" Ling Lan's brows furrowed even more.

Come on, the smile of the protagonist in the first frame is sincere, sincere, and warm. But in the sixth frame, the same smile has become hypocritical, perfunctory, and even cold.

Ling Lan looked at the smile of the protagonist in the sixth frame seriously. The more she looked at it, the more weird and uncomfortable she felt. Maybe Ling Lan had been staring for a long time. She felt that the smile on the protagonist's face was getting deeper and deeper. At the same time, his eyes were dark.

The coldness was even more obvious. Ling Lan even vaguely sensed a killing intent.

Ling Lan was suddenly startled. She was about to jump away from the mural, but found that her body could not move.

Damn! What happened? Why can't she move?

At this time, Ling Lan discovered that in the mural, the originally gray-white eyes of the protagonist actually had a strange black color, and then rapidly expanded. Finally, the entire mural turned into a terrifying black vortex. No surprise, he could not move.

Ling Lan was sucked in directly. To be continued...

ps: As everyone said, I am getting ready to go home for the New Year. I have been busy finishing the official work in the past two days. In the evening, it was the company’s New Year’s Eve dinner. It was very late, so I didn’t have time to update the code. Please forgive me and think about it later.

Updates may be suspended for a few days. I will tell you my update schedule first. I will continue to update today. There should be another update to make up for it later. Then I will update again on Wednesday, and then I will have to ask for leave.
Chapter completed!