Volume 11 of "Youyang Zazu": "The ancient earwig, short fox, and shadow-stepping Gu are all harmed by human shadows."
The ancients also used witchcraft to deal with shadows to achieve unknown purposes.
Yun Tuan patted his head, and suddenly remembered that some people also called shadows "po slaves". Shadows are quite important. That was just now - the mural took away Jing He's shadow?
Whose was the slender black figure she had glimpsed in her peripheral vision before?
Yun Tuan glanced at Jing Yu subconsciously. His shadow was still clinging to his feet, a dark mass.
Lemony, still there.
My own... I searched around the clouds and used a flashlight to illuminate it from all angles, but there was no shadow!
Was she herself the first one to be tricked?
Thinking like this, the clouds suddenly calmed down. The slender black shadow they saw for the first time might be her shadow. If the shadow is lost, there seems to be no real harm.
After thinking about it, she walked over and pulled the young man out of the mural.
Yun Tuan pinched Jing He, who snorted and woke up leisurely.
"Huh? Why am I so close here? Clouds? Aren't you leading the way?" Jinghe looked around, confused, completely confused about the situation.
"Where have you been?" Yun Tuan asked softly, pushing Jing He around the bamboo forest and stretched out his hand to check his pulse.
Calm and powerful, with no signs of disease.
"There is a door in the center of the mural. You climbed up like a gecko, then turned around and called me to join you. Your voice became a little thicker, like a man's."
Jinghe pressed the inner side of his wrist against his temple and kept pressing.
"What happened after you went in? What did you see?" Yun Tuan looked back at Jing Yu and the biomorphs who were talking to Shiitake. He picked up a ballpoint pen and guessed the possible location of the door based on the shape of the mural.
If the staff of Xiaoxiangzhu come after them, they can also be stuffed in.
"No, it's a bit like the fox hole in the witch's forest. It's quite warm inside, but the walls are a bit soft and smelly." Jing He recalled with difficulty. After saying that, it was as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and his body suddenly felt light.
A lot.
A bit...soft?
Yun Tuan pursed her lips. The slate she had just polished was very hard. After polishing for a long time, only a little bit was removed. The color of the inner layer was brighter than the surface, but there was no difference.
But if the inside of the mural is soft...
"It may be luring you into its stomach." Yun Tuan said.
"In the stomach? But why are you okay?" After Jing He asked, he suddenly slapped his head, "Hey, let me tell you, even monsters won't eat robots."
Assuming that the speculation is true, the protruding face after taking down the mural should be the previous owner of Jiangzhou Mansion or other players, and the thick green smelly liquid splashed out is digestive juice.
The soul that has been digested but not completely digested will try to get out of the monster's body and return to the ground. This is normal.
Beside, the biochemical people began to carve inscriptions diligently, and the sound of mushrooms was mixed in the meantime——
"Hey, yes, that's right, I am such a great zombie fan."
"Yes, yes, you can praise me, I can match it, it doesn't matter."
"Hmm, I want a body that is over 180cm including the head. After all, all men after genetic screening are this tall."
Yun Tuan was embarrassed when he heard this, and wished he could give half of his inferiority to it.
"You really didn't climb the wall just now? You looked like a gecko... I usually don't have hallucinations." Jing He calmed down for a while, then suddenly said seriously.
Yun Tuan also understands Jing He's special physique, but the machine will not malfunction unless it is invaded by a virus.