Chapter 2002 A Painting

   Get up and leave.

   "Is it just that?"

   "It doesn't know anything, so there's no need to keep asking."

Mu Jing can tell whether it is lying or not, and not to mention whether it is true or not. Judging from its ability level, it is not enough to threaten any threat at all. Hiding in such a form is not only hiding from her, but also hiding from the group of people in the temple.

  The Dark Holy Son is so weak, they also have a way to collect the existences that were involved in the circle, and after absorbing their abilities, they can stabilize the wounds on the Holy Son. If the effect is good, it can be repaired directly.

   This kind of forcibly opening a tunnel from a high plane into a low plane is not allowed in itself, and it is lucky not to smash the soul of the dark son as a pillar.

Xiao Tuqiu saw Mu Jing and left with people like this, feeling as if he was dreaming, but he also kept her kindness in not continuing to trouble him in his heart, and secretly hid in another safer place .

   It really doesn't want to get involved at all. If there is a chance to go back, it must check whether the place is a spiritual meridian, or a place that is easy to cause right and wrong and conflict before it goes to sleep.

   Mu Jing, who returned to the residence, first went to take a bath. Bao Lan, who provided water, sat on the sink and looked at its master's back, and asked, "Master, why are there patterns behind you?"

   When did something happen, how could it not know?

   "Patterns?"

   Baolan nodded, "It's like a landscape painting, it's not very obvious."

Mu Jing took a bath with doubts, wiped her hair and went out. When she saw Yin Ze was reading a book in her hand, she walked over and turned her back to him when he didn't understand her. When you want to do something, just take off the bathrobe in half, exposing your back.

  Yin Ze closed his eyes subconsciously, and Mu Jing also guessed that he would do this, and said calmly: "Help me see if there is a painting on my back?"

Hearing her slightly serious question, Yin Ze just opened his eyes and happened to see the painting on her back, feeling a little dazzled, got closer and said, "This thing on your back doesn't seem to be a painting. It's that simple."

"how?"

   "The clouds and mist above this will move, and there seem to be birds haunting the mountains."

   That's why he just felt that he was dazzled, just a tattoo, how could it be so real?

   No, she has no tattoos.

   "This came out of nowhere?"

  Yin Ze frowned, "Does it hurt? Is there any strange feeling?"

   "It doesn't hurt, it was discovered by Baolan when he was taking a bath."

   Mujing was also thinking about why she had such a change, just thinking about it, maybe it was time, or for some other reason, the landscape painting on her back gradually faded and returned to white.

  Yin Ze blushed and pulled up her bathrobe and said, "The painting has disappeared, you put on your clothes first."

There are people who are serious about talking about this time, and they didn't take the opportunity to tease him this time. After letting him help her put on the bathrobe, he sat on the big sofa in the room by himself, "It's really a wave of unresolved waves. What do you think the things on my back represent?"

   "Whatever it is, it won't be good for you."

  Yin Ze sat beside her, grabbed her hand, and said, "Could it be related to the Dark Temple?"

   (end of this chapter)