Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

Chapter 89: Mysterious murals!

Ling Lan, whose consciousness was forcibly extracted by the learning space, opened her eyes again, only to find that she had not entered a certain tutor's space, nor was she in the hall of the learning space with Xiaosi, but in an extremely dark passage .

Ling Lan couldn't help frowning. She was no stranger to the channel. Once, a similar scene occurred in the perverted experiment of Instructor No. 5. Of course, that experience was definitely not good, so Ling Lan didn't I don't like this environment very much.

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

Ling Lan waited for a long time, but she didn't see any mentor coming out, and her brows became even tighter. What's 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 on this kind of waiting. One must know that Qi Long was still waiting to fight her outside. For the game, she didn't want to miss the appointment.

The only answer to Ling Lan was the fading 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 eyebrows, and said in a helpless tone: "Little Four, stop playing, come out quickly. .”

At first I thought it was Xiaosi's prank, but unfortunately, the answer to Ling Lan was still silent, Ling Lan was confused, did she guess wrong?

Ling Lan frowned, and looked around the passageway, hoping to find some clues. If there is a test, the learning space will definitely give a hint.

The light in the passage was not very good, and she could only see a distance of about ten meters. There was a dense blackness in front of her and behind her, 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 even darker, Ling Lan squinted her eyes slightly, letting herself get used to the near-dark light, Ling Lan thought that the next thing might be darkness, but she didn't expect the sight in front of her The line of sight was a little brighter, and then I found a small plane two meters away from the wall on the right. There was a small oil lamp on it, and a little light was shining, lighting up the surrounding area several meters away.

"It's really stingy, why don't you make it bigger? Brighter?" Ling Lan was a little dissatisfied. As a girl, she really hates the dark.

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

"It seems that this passage is curved." Only in this way can it block her sight and make it impossible for her to see the light of the next oil lamp.

Ling Lan continued to move forward,

When she walked into the darkest place again, she could not help but let out a "Huh" from the corner of her eyes. She felt that the wall there didn't seem to be as flat as what she saw just now, but was high and low, and there seemed to be something.

Could there be some mystery on the walls? Or test information? Ling Lan felt a surge of excitement in her heart, she stepped back, came to the oil lamp, flew forward, and took the oil lamp down.

"It seems that there is a reason for placing the small oil lamp that can be taken down. I actually overlooked this point. Fortunately, my eyesight is amazing, allowing me to see things that ordinary people can't see. In the end, I didn't miss it." Ling Lan was grateful In addition, she became more cautious in her heart. She felt that the test of the learning space was not easy. There was no instruction from the instructor, and there was no systematic reminder. She even suspected that if she could not find the key points hidden in it, it would be very difficult Maybe I will keep spinning in this passage until I find it, or I will never find it until I die in it...

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

Ling Lan held up the oil lamp, using the light to present the entire mural in front of her eyes.

Ling Lan only felt a murderous aura rush towards him, and Ling Lan gasped. On the screen, the dead body is lying in the field, the limbs are broken, and the face of the corpse can still distinguish the facial features, vividly depicting an expression-fear, fear of extreme despair.

And in the middle of this pile of corpses, there is a person standing upright. He is looking at everything around him with a smile on his face, as if admiring, or enjoying the bloody gluttonous feast in front of him. At the same time, in his hand, he was holding the head of a baby who was still in its infancy. His fingers had already been dug into it, and countless streams of blood buried the baby's face...

Ling Lan only felt a chill hit her heart. She clearly felt the mood of the murderer in the picture. It was not crazy or distorted, but a kind of extreme calm. He was enjoying all of this. Killing is just a game and does not exist. The so-called human nature.

Does this still belong to the category of human beings? Ling Lan endured the discomfort and continued to walk forward. After more than ten meters, another mural appeared, which was completely different from the previous one. This time, the mural was densely packed with living humans. There are quite a few people looking up at a certain high place. Although their slightly sideways faces have different expressions, they have one thing in common, that is, their eyes are full of fanatical belief. And their focus, the highest point of the picture, is a figure who looks like a god, holding a magic staff, smiling like a spring breeze, looking down at his feet and all his believers.

For some reason, Ling Lan, who was supposed to feel the beautiful sunshine, also felt a sense of coldness. She always felt that the god's smile contained a kind of mockery and disdain, as if what he saw in his eyes were only thousands of ants. .

Ling Lan frowned even tighter. What exactly did these murals tell her? Ling Lan knew very well that the learning space would not give useless pictures. If it was meaningless, the two sides of the passage should be smooth, not to mention it is so deeply hidden.

Ling Lan is not a person who bothers her. Since she can't figure it out now, she should move on and look for the answer.

Then murals appeared one after another, leading Ling Lan into the world of demons, dreams, spirits and gods, and the world of wild beasts... All kinds of strange and wonderful worlds were presented in front of Ling Lan one by one, which shocked Ling Lan. At the same time, it is also full of confusion. What do so many murals that cannot be connected together refer to?

Ling Lan just walked around like this, one after another, about half an hour passed, and when the countless murals made Ling Lan dizzy, another new mural appeared.

This time, Ling Lan stopped in her footsteps, and she was greatly surprised, because this mural was completely different from the murals she had seen just now. It was no longer the story of those gods and demons, but the growth history of an ordinary human being. .

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

In the first frame, with a confident smile and excited but apprehensive eyes, he walked out of his own world with his big sword on his back. In the picture, behind the protagonist is a golden sea of ​​rice, which is the harvest season and a paradise.

In the second frame, he came to a bloody world. He saw a hell where a group of robbers were burning, killing and looting a certain village. The young and righteous man became angry and drew out the big sword behind him to fight with the robbers.

Immediately following the third frame, behind him, countless young people followed him and counterattacked with various weapons, and finally killed these robbers. Then, the villages that have been destroyed, the surviving people there are willing to follow in his footsteps.

In the fourth frame, they helped people who also needed help along the way, and took up arms to protect themselves and others. At this time, more people gathered around him.

In the fifth frame, people from two different camps are fighting each other, and he stands in the middle of one of the camps, raising his big sword and pointing at the enemy, shouting to attack, and countless warriors who follow him rush forward heroically. Go forward and kill the enemy.

In the last frame, he sat on the dragon chair representing the imperial power, with a smile on his face, and the warriors following him were raising their arms and shouting, their faces were full of joy and excitement, they had defeated all those who persecuted them Enemy, established their utopia...

"Make meritorious deeds?" Ling Lan felt a little weird in her heart. After all, the stories told above were all similar to the stories of gods and demons. It is really difficult to accept the history of human struggle all at once. Ling Lan just paused for a while, and after she saw the mural, she continued to choose to move forward.

After walking a few steps, she stopped suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she quickly stepped back a few steps, and returned to the first frame she saw at the beginning, and then, she jumped directly to the sixth frame, and then saw Ling Lan's originally calm face suddenly became serious.

"Does this painting want to tell me the process of a person's depravity? Gaining power, but losing the truest self? Is it worth it or not? Or is there any other deep meaning?" Ling Lan frowned even tighter. Yes, the protagonist's smile 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, and the more she looked at it, the more weird and uncomfortable she felt. Maybe Ling Lan had been staring at it for a long time, and she felt that the smile on the protagonist's face was getting deeper and deeper. At the same time, his eyes were deep. The coldness is more obvious. Even, Ling Lan vaguely sensed a killing intent.

Ling Lan was startled suddenly. Just as she was about to jump off the mural, she found that she couldn't move her body.

Depend on! What happened? Why can't she move?

At this time, Ling Lan discovered that in the mural, the protagonist's originally gray and white eyes unexpectedly appeared a strange black, and then rapidly expanded, and finally the entire mural turned into a terrifying black vortex. Without any surprise, Ling Lan couldn't move. Lan was directly sucked in. rs ()