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Fang Zishu's gaze left the first mural and directly fell upon the second.

The content of the second mural was still only one person. The only difference was that the figure engraved on the mural had changed from a peerless beauty to a graceful, beautiful man.

His sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through the stone walls and see through the thoughts of outsiders. On his black robe hung a pendant with a crimson luster. Of course, this was not the main focus of the book.

What really caught his attention was the mark on the forehead of the black-robed man. That mark was exactly the same as the one on the woman's forehead in the first mural. The only difference was the number of circles on the mark.

Fang Zishu looked through all eight murals one by one. The characters engraved in these murals included young people and old people, young and beautiful women, and also some elegant and graceful men. In the end, he even saw 'Bifang', a strange beast of antiquity, from the murals.

But without exception, all the characters in the eight sets of frescoes shared a common point. That was, there was a pattern between their foreheads, a similar pattern. For some reason, Fang Zishu felt that the tattoo on their foreheads was somewhat familiar, but he could not identify it.

While Fang Zishu was looking at the mural, the others followed suit. When the line of sight fell on the first mural, it was like he had been possessed by a demon. His body did not move at all, and he could even feel the woman in the mural smiling at him.

Faintly, a string of laughter that was like silver bells rang out next to the cop's ears.

The note subconsciously stood up and walked towards the first mural. His eyes were filled with haziness, and his snow-white palm was placed on the mural as well. Looking at the appearance of the note, Fang Zishu even thought that its characteristics of amassing money had once again exploded. He immediately shook his head helplessly.

However, when he turned around to look at the next mural, he suddenly felt the tunnel begin to buzz and vibrate. When he looked back, he saw that the first mural had begun to move.

”Watch out, cop!”

Fang Zishu cried out in alarm.

Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. The moment the strip of paper came into contact with the mural, it rippled and sucked the strip in.

”Bars...” ”The cops …”

Fang Zishu rushed to the first painting, trying to pull out the vanishing note. Unfortunately, when his palm touched the fresco, it did not budge at all!

”Fang...” Grandmaster Fang … I... Was there something wrong with my eyes? Your little one... Little Brother is being... Was it swallowed by the mural? ” Professor Xu trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief. It had to be known that he had just knocked on these murals, so he could confirm that these murals were made entirely out of high-quality black jade.

With Mo Yu's toughness, not to mention using his hands to open it, he probably wouldn't even be able to damage it with a hammer. But just now … He had just personally witnessed a live person the size of a cop disappearing into the mural. How could he accept this?

Fang Zishu stood in front of the first mural and knocked on every nook and cranny of the mural, trying to find the source of the message. However, after some observation, he found that the structure of the mural was very strict.

It was hard to imagine how someone as big as a cop had disappeared into the mural.

Could it be as Old Chen had said in his story, that the devil was causing trouble?

He didn't believe it.