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

Chapter 89: Mysterious murals!

Ling Lan, who was forced to extract consciousness from the learning space, waited for her to blink again, only to find that she did not enter the space of a mentor, nor did she have a small space in the learning space hall, but in an extremely dark passage. .

Ling Lan couldn't help but frown. She was no stranger to the passage. Once, the metamorphosis experiment of the No. 5 instructor showed such a similar scene. Of course, the experience was definitely not good, so Ling Lan and I don't really like this environment.

However, Ling Lan also knows that no matter whether she likes or dislikes, she must stay here, there is no room for bargaining in the study space.

Ling Lan waited for a long time, did not see a mentor, her brow wrinkled more tightly, what is going on?

"Hey, is there anyone? No. 1 tutor? No. 5 tutor? No. 9 tutor?" Ling Lan shouted, she didn't want to waste time on this waiting. To know outside, Qi Long still waited to fight her. In the game, she didn't want to miss the appointment.

Answering Ling Lan's echo only in the passage, no one responded to Ling Lan, Ling Lan thought about it, then reached out and frowned, and his tone was helpless: "Little four, don't play, hurry up. ""

Originally thought to be a mischief of the fourth, but unfortunately, the answer to Ling Lan is still a silence, Ling Lan confused, is she guessing wrong?

Ling Lan brows his eyes and wrinkles his eyes, sweeping his eyes around the passage, hoping to find some clues. If it is a test, the learning space will be prompted.

The light in the passage is not very good. She can only see the distance of about ten meters. It is full of black behind her body. It looks like a black hole that can swallow everything, and it is quiet and suffocating.

Ling Lan slowly walked forward a few steps, the line of sight became more dark, Ling Lan blinked slightly, letting himself adapt to the light near the darkness, Ling Lan thought that it would probably be dark, but did not expect The line of sight was slightly brighter, and then I found a small flat on the right hand side of the wall with a small oil lamp on it, which was shining a little light, igniting a few meters around.

"It's a trick, wouldn't it be bigger? Brighter?" Ling Lan was somewhat dissatisfied. As a girl, she really hated the darkness.

Ling Lan’s voice just fell, but her face was a glimpse, because she found that she was once again turned into a thick black, without a little light.

"It seems that this passage is in a curve." Only in this way can she obstruct her sight and prevent her from seeing the light of the next oil lamp.

Ling Lan continued on her way. When she walked into the darkest spot again, the lingering light in her eyes made her unable to bear a sigh. She felt that the walls there didn't seem to be as flat as she had just seen, but high and low, and there seemed to be something.

Is there any mystery on the wall? Or is it a test of information? Ling Lan’s heart was excited. She immediately retreated and came to the oil lamp. When she flew, she took the oil lamp.

"It seems that there is a reason to put a small oil lamp that can be taken down. I have ignored this point. Fortunately, my eyesight is amazing. I have seen something that ordinary people can't see. I didn't miss it." Ling Lanqing In addition, the heart is more cautious, she feels that the test of the study space is not simple, there is no instruction from the instructor, there is no systematic prompt, she even suspects that if she can not find the key points hidden, very It may be rotated in this channel until it is found, or it can never be found until it dies...

Ling Lan shook her head and warned herself not to scare herself. She took the oil lamp and walked against the wall. Finally, the wall that she felt uneven was showing its original appearance. It turned out to be a vivid image. Mural.

Ling Lan raised the oil lamp and used the light to make the whole mural in front of her eyes.

Ling Lan only felt a murderous face rushing over, Ling Lan sucked a cold air. On the screen, the corpse of the corpse is broken and the limbs are broken. It is still possible to identify the face of the facial features of the five senses, vividly portraying an expression - fear, extreme fear of despair.

In the middle of this pile of corpses, a person is standing straight. He is looking at everything around him with a smile, like enjoying it, and enjoying the **** feast. At the same time, in his hand, at the moment he is clutching the head of a baby who is still in the middle of the shackles. His fingers have been buckled in, and countless blood has buried the baby's face...

Ling Lan only felt a chill in the heart, she clearly felt the murderous demon mood in the picture, not crazy, not twisted, but an extreme calm, he is enjoying all this, killing is just a game, does not exist The so-called human nature.

Is this still a human category? Ling Lanqiang endured discomfort and continued to move forward. After more than ten meters, there was another mural. It was completely different from the one just now. This time, the pictures are full of living human beings. They are all on the ground, and they are still in the ground. There are quite a few people who are looking up to a certain height. The faces that are slightly leaky are different, but one thing is the same, that is, their eyes are full of fanatical beliefs. And their focus, the highest point of the picture, a figure like a god, is holding a scepter, like a spring breeze looking down at his feet, all his followers.

I don't know why Ling Lan, who should have felt the sunshine, felt a cold feeling. She always felt that the smile of the god, with a kind of ridicule and disdain. It seems that in his eyes, only the thousands of ants are seen. .

Linglan's brow wrinkles more tightly. What do these murals tell her? Ling Lan is very clear that the learning space will not give a useless picture. If it does not make sense, the sides of the channel should be smooth, not to mention that it is hidden so deep.

Ling Lan is not a person who is bothering himself. Since he can't figure it out now, go ahead and find the answer.

Then one after another mural appeared, with Ling Lan entered the world of the devil, the world of dreams, the world of elves, and the barbarian world... all kinds of wonderful and wonderful worlds were presented in front of Ling Lan, which made Ling Lan shocked. At the same time, it is also very confusing. What do you think of so many murals that cannot be linked together?

Ling Lan was so eager to watch, one by one, one after another, about half an hour passed, and when countless murals made Ling Lan look dizzy, another new mural appeared.

This time, Ling Lan’s footsteps stopped and he was greatly alarmed because the mural was completely different from the murals she had just seen. It was no longer the story of the gods and devils, but a history of ordinary human growth. .

Yes, it is a long-walled picture with six grids. Although the six-frame picture is different, it tells the same hero.

In the first grid, he took a confident smile, his eyes were excited and embarrassed, carrying his own weapon and sword, and walked out of his own world. In the picture, behind the protagonist is a golden yellow rice sea, which is a season of harvest and a paradise.

In the second grid, he came to a stormy world. He saw Hell. A band of robbers was burning and looting in a village. Young and just, he was angry. He pulled out the big sword behind him and fought with the robbers.

Followed by the third grid, behind him, countless young people followed him to raise various weapons to fight back, and finally finally killed these robbers. Then, in the village that has been destroyed, the surviving people there are willing to follow his footsteps.

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

In the fifth grid, they become two different camps who kill each other, and he stands in the middle of one of the camps, holding the big sword in his hand and pointing at the enemy, shouting the attack, and the numerous warriors who follow him heroically Go forward and kill the enemy.

In the last cell, he sat on the dragon chair representing the imperial power, and his face smiled. The warriors who followed him were shouting, their faces were full of joy and excitement, and they won all the persecution. The enemy, established the Utopia in their minds...

"Is it a meritorious service?" Ling Lan’s faint feeling is somewhat weird. After all, the stories told in the past are similar to the devil's story. It is a bit of a bad acceptance of a human struggle history. Ling Lan just stopped for a while. When she finished reading the mural, she continued to choose.

Without a few steps, she suddenly stopped, as if she had thought of something, and quickly stepped back a few steps back to the first screen she saw at the beginning, followed by ~www.NovelMTL.com~ she jumped directly to the sixth grid. There, then I saw Ling Lan’s original face, and suddenly it was serious.

"This painting wants to tell me the history of a person's heart. Has it gained power, but lost the truest self? Is it worth it or not? Or is there any other deep meaning?" Ling Lan's brow wrinkles tighter. The first character's smile is sincere, enthusiasm, and warm. But in the sixth grid, the same smile has become hypocritical, perfunctory, and even cold.

Ling Lan looked at the smile of the sixth character seriously. The more she looked, the more weird and uncomfortable. Perhaps Ling Lan had been staring for a long time. She felt the smile on her hero’s face deeper and deeper. At the same time, his eyes were deep. The coldness is even more obvious. Even Ling Lan vaguely noticed a killing.

Ling Lan was shocked and suddenly wanted to jump off the mural, but found that his body could not move.

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

At this time, Ling Lan discovered that in the mural painting, the protagonist's original gray-white eyes appeared a strange black, and then quickly expanded. Finally, the whole mural became a horrible black whirlpool, no accident, no way to move Lan, directly sucked in. Rs()