This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Shao Shuang'er got up from the ground and gave Yaxun, who was running towards her in a panic, an awkward smile, saying, "That's great, we're all still alive."

Yaxun looked back at the tomb guardian beast that was still moving forward mechanically, and said angrily, "Good fellow, you actually use illusions to scare people! I thought there was really a monster hiding here! Bah!"

"Ahem," Shao Shuang'er tidied her hair and said slowly, "Yaxun, calm down, isn't this better for us? We are lucky to have no missing limbs, and we haven't encountered any major incidents. Moreover, you are really lucky..." She turned her head to look at the unusual mural that Yaxun had discovered not far away, "In such a long corridor, you actually found the door in one go. Don't you think..."

"What do you think? It's because my luck has finally turned. How do you say it in your Zhongzhou dialect? It's like splitting Mount Tai."

"When bad luck comes to an end, good luck will come. It means that when your luck is extremely bad, the direction of your luck will change, and bad luck will turn into good luck." Shao Shuang'er added.

"Oh, that's right, that's what I meant," Yaxun said with an embarrassed smile, "At that time, that old teacher taught me a lot of books, and I returned them all to him. Only a vague impression remains in my mind."

"No wonder you have such good conversation even though you were born in a barbaric country." Shao Shuang'er said. When she heard Yaxun mention "Master", she already had some guesses in her mind. In this world, there is only one group of people who would go to the deep mountains and old forests to teach wild children to read and write, go to remote areas to help the people there build strange machines, and freeze to death in the wind and snow with their ideals - that is the Shanhai Academy, which knows a little magic but not much. She didn't expect that in some unimaginable scene, she would hear information about the academy from a barbarian. It was really touching.

Yaxun felt something was wrong when she heard this. She was about to ask something when Shao Shuang'er interrupted her, "Let's move on quickly. If we are late, we don't know what will happen here." She raised the night pearl in her hand and added, "Yaxun, don't use the glowing branches anymore. Use this to be safe. The murals seem to be very sensitive to strong light."

"Okay." Yaxun nodded in response.

The two walked forward side by side. Shao Shuang'er carefully observed the contents on the murals. The murals here did not seem to be as bloody as before. Instead, they were all scenes of civilians farming. Shao Shuang'er couldn't help but frowned when seeing them.

Seeing Shao Shuang'er's expression become strange, Yaxun asked curiously: "Did you find anything?"

Shao Shuang'er, a well-read official lady, was naturally familiar with this style. After carefully observing the painting methods of the figures and trees, she was surprised and said, "This is the long-lost Bai-style painting! But how is this possible? This style of painting by Bai only matured during the Taiyuan period of this dynasty! Look at the coloring of the tree trunks here, which is added layer by layer with a swirling brush. Although this is a mural, the technique is the same. How could such a painting method appear in the Immortal Emperor's Tomb of the ancient times?"

Yaxun looked at Shao Shuang'er mumbling to herself, but she couldn't understand what she was saying at all. She could only touch her nose awkwardly and said perfunctorily: "Yeah, you are right, so when do we enter the painting?"

Shao Shuang'er didn't pay attention to what she said, and continued to mutter in a low voice: "No wonder... No wonder the Bai family's painting inheritance has been interrupted for hundreds of years. It turns out that it is here..."

Yaxun didn't understand what was so special about this painting method, so she said casually, "Maybe the one here is the ancestor, and those outside are just its grandchildren."

"No, no, no," Shao Shuang'er waved her hands and said, "You don't understand. The inheritance of painting art that has been passed down to this day has traces to follow. It is from raw to mature, from abstract to concrete, step by step... um," she looked at Yaxun, who was completely uninterested, and suddenly empathized with the academy teacher who had taught her. She stopped talking and summed it up in one sentence: "What it means is that the paintings here were only painted in the last few hundred years."

Now Yaxun also understood the seriousness of the matter. She hurriedly asked, "Are you saying that this is not the real Immortal Emperor's Tomb? Was it built by someone behind the scenes?"

"I don't know," Shao Shuang'er said, "When I was a child, I learned some knowledge of antiquity from my grandmother, and I also know a little about painting and bronze and stone carving. However, I can't arbitrarily conclude that this was forged by later generations just based on this mural."

"Why think so much! Let's just go in quickly! We'll know whether it's a human or a ghost after one cut!"

Yaxun had no idea about the twists and turns in the minds of the people in Zhongzhou. She had only one idea in mind, which was to fight first and talk later - what's the point of just talking about something without doing it?

Shao Shuang'er sighed and nodded, "You're right, let's go in and take a look first."

The two of them came to the "door" that Yaxun had seen before, one after the other. Shao Shuang'er took a look and found that, as Yaxun had said, there was a huge tomb mound in the center of the mural, and on the right side of the tomb mound was an independent building in the Zhongzhou style. The vermilion gate was facing them, and a gap could be vaguely seen in the middle of the gate, as if someone had not closed the door properly.

Yaxun walked in front silently and said to Shao Shuang'er, "Last time you went in first, this time it's my turn."

Shao Shuang'er didn't waste any more words. After she stuffed the communication talisman into Yaxun's hand, she nodded and said, "Be careful."

Yaxun summoned the beast soul to possess her body. A purple light flashed in her right hand, and then a sharp iron claw about a foot long stretched out from her wrist bone, as if it had always been there. The rest of her body also had corresponding changes. For example, a pair of tiger ears between illusion and reality popped out on her head, which were particularly conspicuous among her messy short hair, causing Shao Shuang'er to look at her twice more.

Yaxun stretched out her left hand and pushed the "mural door" in front of her without any hesitation. Her hand seemed to be immersed in some strange boundary and disappeared directly into the mural!

"What a strange feeling," Yaxun took back his hand, put it in front of his eyes to examine it, and said to Shao Shuang'er, "I seem to have really touched a 'door'."

"That means we can get in!" Shao Shuang'er said.

"I'll go in and see what's inside first." Yaxun said, and then she reached her hands into the mural, groping for something inside. As she groped, the patterns on the mural were slowly changing, and the door that had only a crack seemed to be opened a lot by her. After a while, she suddenly said in surprise: "I found a place to grab!" She held something tightly with her arms, and then exerted strength with her whole body, stretched her head and half of her body in, and then pushed the wall with the foot that remained outside, and stepped into the "door" with the other foot. As her two hands and one foot entered, she exerted strength again and "squeezed" directly into the seemingly small "door" on the wall, and disappeared directly in front of Shao Shuang'er.

Shao Shuang'er, who stayed outside, activated the communication talisman, hoping to confirm Yaxun's situation, but it was like a drop in the ocean, with no response at all.

She panicked for a moment. This communication symbol could be used for people to talk to each other thousands of miles apart, so how could there be no response at all? Could it be...

Shao Shuang'er started to think about all sorts of things again. She bit her lower lip with her teeth and began to worry about the misfortunes that Yaxun had encountered in there. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Being alone in this eerie corridor made her feel even colder.

"Never mind! I'll go in and take a look too!" Compared to the unknown murals, Shao Shuang'er actually didn't want to be left alone in this dark and terrifying corridor. After encouraging herself, she imitated Yaxun's actions and crawled into the mural.

She stretched her head forward with all her strength, and there seemed to be a layer of gray-white smoke in front of her eyes, making it difficult to see the scene in front of her. She seemed to see many figures flashing by beside her, their footsteps were hurried, and they flashed like a flash of shadow. She was so scared that she dared not look anymore, but concentrated on "crawling" forward, praying silently in her heart that she could reach the unknown destination safely.

After "crawling" for a few breaths, Shao Shuang'er finally saw something other than the gray-white mist - it was a huge mound of earth. From Shao Shuang'er's perspective, it seemed to block out the sky and the sun. The closer she got, the bigger the mound became...

Wait, she didn't move! Why was the grave getting closer to her?

Shao Shuang'er was horrified to find that she could not move at all and could only watch as the grave mound that blocked out the sky swallowed her completely.

Shao Shuang'er once again fell into a pitch-black darkness where she had no perception at all.