I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Ling Xiao glanced at the portrait and touched his hair. He didn't understand why Pan Zi looked at him like that. He felt that he hadn't offended them. Of course, he didn't know that the person in the portrait looked exactly like him.

Looking at the painting, Jieyuhua noticed that the face of the person in the painting resembled Ling Xiao's, but the figure had no hair and was dressed in Lamaist clothing. Anyone familiar with the subject would immediately recognize that this attire had absolutely nothing to do with Ling Xiao.

"So, there were photoshopped portraits in ancient times too! The technique used is really not very sophisticated. They didn't even bother to investigate the background of the portrait." Black Bear glanced at it and then looked away.

Ling Xiao was confused by their changing glances, but Wu Xie finally solved the mystery for him.

"Why do all the people here look exactly like Lingzi?"

Ling Xiao then took a closer look at the painting. It turned out that the person in the painting looked just like him. No wonder everyone was looking at him. But Ling Xiao inexplicably disliked the person in the painting. The person in the painting looked very sinister. He wanted to cover the person's eyes, but somehow he cut his finger on the paper, and a drop of blood fell onto the person's eye in the painting.

When Xie Yuhua saw it, she quickly put the painting away, but when she did, the painting was also stained with blood. Unfortunately, both drops fell on the eyes. The thing she didn't want to happen still happened. When the first drop of blood fell on the eyes of the person in the painting, Xie Yuhua thought of 'red eyes'.

Perhaps what is meant to come will come, and what is meant to be avoided will be avoided. He knew that perhaps at this moment, the Red Eye was born. The Red Eye would always appear, but much earlier than he had predicted. Perhaps they knew what was going to happen later and took special measures to avoid and change things, triggering the butterfly effect.

"Were you scared?" Xie Yuhua rested her head on Ling Xiao's head and gently placed a hand on the back of his neck as she asked.

Ling Xiao shook his head. He had nothing to be afraid of. He had always been an outsider. These people never told him what they were doing, and he was always in the dark. Anyway, he had long since given up. These people didn't seem to want to leave. They were going to die here anyway, so what was the use of being afraid?

“The person in this painting isn’t you,” Jieyuhua comforted him.

Ling Xiao didn't care at all. He lay down on the gold mountain like a slacker, oblivious to everything else. What others were looking for was none of his concern.

Wu Xie pursed his lips as he watched Ling Xiao lying on the golden mountain. He wondered if his third uncle had known something all along, which was why he had called Ling Xiao over. He kept looking in Ling Xiao's direction. The dim light and the bright surface of the jade reflected off the stone, and he saw something different.

Behind Jinshan there was a black spot. Unlike the mural, this black spot did not absorb light. Wuxie shone a flashlight on it and found that it was indeed so. When he walked over, he found that it looked like a mouse hole.

There were rat holes here, but the corpse didn't look like it had been eaten by rats at all. He lay down on the ground and looked at it little by little with a flashlight.

Suddenly, a withered arm emerged from the hole. Wu Xie screamed in fright, dropped his flashlight, and crawled back two steps, kicking the arm twice with his foot.

The hand was just skin covering the bone, and the nails were very long and even curled, indicating that it had been there for many years. It seemed to have seen people and didn't care about the pain, so it groped around.

Wu Xie stepped back and then called for someone to come and check together. It seemed that the place was only the size of a mouse hole, which was why they had been trying to find their way over but couldn't. This reassured Wu Xie a lot.