Yuanshin: I crossed over and became Lei Movie's younger sister

Chapter 119

Yuan was the first to step in, followed by skirmishers and Ying.

There was a large space behind the door, but it was so dark that nothing could be seen. But fortunately, there are oil lamps on the wall that can be lit.

After pondering for a while, Yuan lit the oil lamp. And the skirmishers followed behind Yuan with grievances, because he could not even use the thunder element to ignite the fire.

Oil lamps are lit, and you are greeted by wall paintings.

"What is it?" Ying looked at the mural on the wall and asked subconsciously.

A story is told on the wall in a relatively rudimentary way of painting, and the technique is very rough, which shows the anxiety of the painter when painting these paintings. It's like... Death will soon follow.

"The wall tells a story, the story of an ancient country." Yuan said softly.

"A long time ago, a kingdom existed here. The people of this country rely on a big silver tree and live happily.

"At the same time, the king of this kingdom prayed to the gods who lived in the sky for protection, and the gods agreed."

Yuan touched the wall, as if crossing time and returning to that rich and happy era.

"The people of the ancient country originally thought that they could live like this, but one day, disaster came without warning."

Ying was fascinated by this, and when he heard this, he quickly asked: "What kind of disaster can destroy a country with the protection of the gods?" Yuan

secretly sighed, this god is probably from Sky Island. Blessing? It's good if you don't destroy.

"The pillar of heaven in the high heavens fell, destroying the silver-white tree on which the people of the ancient kingdom depended." Yuan said solemnly, if she guessed correctly, then the Heavenly Pillar was referring to the Cold Sky Nail.

"The people of the ancient country tried their best to save the Silver and White Tree, but in the end they all failed."

Finally, a warrior stepped forward. He drank the bitter wine, brought the flowers given by the princess, and finally carried the great sword made of star and silver, and decided to go to the unknown land to find a way to save the silver tree. Here

, the artist deliberately separates the warrior from the plot ahead with an entire wall. It seems that this departing back is particularly tragic.

Carrying an entire country, but still can't overwhelm his spine.

After the warrior left, the princess thought of him day and night. The silver-white tree gradually moved towards death, but the warrior still did not return.

"Until the end, when the princess died with the Silver White Tree, her thoughts could not be conveyed to the warriors."

"The warriors are still looking for that unknown answer."

Enchant sighed, feeling sorry for the story of the princess and the warrior.

"Then mother, is the final result of this kingdom destruction?" The skirmishers couldn't help but ask, the princess and the warrior in this story are too sympathetic.

"Yes, this story is ultimately a tragedy." Sadly said, when the warrior returns to the country, the pain will eventually crush the warrior who is not afraid of the wind and snow.

"Then the king asked the gods for help, but the gods never responded."

Yuan looked at the mural on the wall with some puzzlement, and the already messy mural was even more distorted by anger. It seems that the painter is blaming the gods high in heaven for failing to help them.

"In the end, the king, the princess, and the entire people of the ancient kingdom were wiped out and disappeared into the long river of history."

The last mural faithfully records the horror on people's faces, but there are still some defects. And on the side, there was a corpse lying on the side.

"It seems that this is the painter who recorded all this."

Yuan looked at the brush in the corpse's hand and said softly. She did not choose to touch him, which was her respect for this conscientious painter.

But the road continues, and the story is not over.

This is followed by the murals that followed the fall of the ancient kingdom, but the style of the murals is completely different, expressed in a more refined way.

"This is, another person drew it? What was the story like after that? Ying

couldn't help but ask, Yuan was simply a master storyteller, and she listened to it fascinated.

The same was true of skirmishers, who only told him stories when he was first created, and never heard again. Although the environment was not very suitable, the skirmishers listened very happily.

As for whether the content of the story is heavy or not, it is about other countries, what does it have to do with me?

As long as it's my mother's story.

"Well, let me see."

Yuan stepped forward and observed the mural on the wall again.

The next these are the stories after the fall of the ancient kingdom, and they also tell the end of that warrior.

Ying and the skirmishers just wanted to move a chair and sit next to Enamoto and listen to her story. It seems that it was not for nothing that Ennoh was forced to open Inazuma Kindergarten at the Enno Movie Museum in the first place.

"After the fall of the ancient kingdom for a long time, the warrior returned to the ancient country. But what awaits him is not the embrace of the princess or the appreciation of the people.

"It's just a cold land."

"The fierce wind mixed with the hatred of the people for the warrior leaving his land, and the resentment of his delay in returning."

"But in the end, this resentment and hatred disappeared in the bitter cold wind."

After that, the warrior lost everything he wanted to protect, including the princess who adored him. The things he brought to save the silver and white ancient tree were also no longer necessary.

He left everything that the princess had given him in this snowy mountain, including the Star-Silver Great Sword that could shatter everything. Buried the past in the wind and snow. When

Yuan saw the content behind, he was shocked by the information contained in it.

She was silent for a moment and began to think about the authenticity of the painting. If it were true, then the Ice God's actions would be understandable.

"The reason why the warriors found all this was because the gods on Sky Island wanted to see blood and fire spread. Everything they guard is nothing more than a joke in the eyes of the gods.

So the warriors threw themselves into the flames of war and spilled their blood high in the sky. And in the end, everything fell silent.

Only the dark shadow on Sky Island sat high on the throne, with a smile on his lips, looking down on it all. He wants to control Tivat, and no one can stop His coming. Yuan

looked at the black shadow on the throne, creepy. It was as if the next moment he was going to catch her through the fresco.

"No more?"

"No, that's the end of the story."

"Is this how this story ends? That's a good story. Ying

sincerely praised, just relying on the content of the mural, Yuan told the whole story, telling it in a colorful voice, as if it really happened in front of her.

The skirmishers only felt that after listening for a while, the story was over. It's just that the black shadow on the sky island in the end makes him very concerned.

Yuan looked at the two and said seriously:

"This is not a story, this is the real history of this ancient country."