The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 1207 Mural
Yunran glanced at the little princess puppet and adapted well to the part of its ability to predict good and bad fortune that it displayed.

"What danger could your master possibly care about?"

In other words, Yun Ran has grown up in recent years and has become more concerned about her image, afraid that others would see her being hung up and beaten by her junior uncle and the others.

Otherwise, given her fearless and reckless nature, she wouldn't go to a place that isn't dangerous.

I don't know what kind of magic these words had on the little princess puppet, but it seemed to be on a high.

"Master, I'll go and lead the charge!"

As she spoke, the little princess puppet went in first. The huge rock at the entrance of the cave was not completely opened; only a small opening was made to allow one person to pass through.

This is probably because when Yunran set up the mechanism lock, she relied on cheating by copying.

Yunran followed closely behind and went inside. The little princess puppet thoughtfully placed a powerful inner core with abundant demonic energy on its head.

This is essentially a portable power bank, illuminating the situation at the entrance of the hole very clearly.

A bottomless stone staircase spirals around, with only one side being a stone wall and the other side being an unseen abyss suspended in mid-air.

If someone with a fear of heights were standing here right now, their legs would probably go weak, and their mind would be filled with images of themselves about to fall.

The stone steps underfoot were not made from a single piece; they seemed to be abruptly inserted into the stone wall, making each step fraught with danger.

The little princess puppet was afraid that the stone steps were not safe, so she would jump twice every time she jumped down a step.

If these stone steps were to weather and decay, they certainly wouldn't be able to support the weight of a human being.

Fortunately, the little princess puppet's worries were unnecessary; the stone steps that could be placed in such a place were naturally extremely sturdy.

"Master, there's nothing wrong with these stone steps. Shall we continue down now?"

As a result, the little princess puppet tried to look down, and even used the inner core of the great demon in her hand to shine it down.

Logically speaking, it's understandable that in such a dark place with normal light, one can't see very far.

However, the light emitted from the inner core of this great demon could penetrate the darkness of most scenes.

Except for certain specific places, especially places where demonic energy can be suppressed.

At this moment, the little princess puppet looked at the demon core in her hand, unable to see the situation underground, and a look of doubt appeared in her big eyes.

What the little princess puppet could see, Yun Ran could naturally see as well. Clearly, this place was much more complicated than she had imagined.

"Since we're already here, we should naturally go down and take a look."

The little princess puppet could only dutifully lead the way.

The stone steps that are half-inserted into the rock wall are about one meter apart, and even the size of each step is exactly the same.

This made Yunran wonder if the person who built this place had some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Master, look, there seem to be patterns on the stone wall!"

Following the direction the little princess puppet pointed, Yunran realized that, to be honest, if she were alone, she would have missed that tricky angle.

Without Yunran giving any instructions, one of the little princess puppet's eyes flew off, without Yunran needing to risk checking it.

This is the advantage of raising these puppets and paper figures. Many things that are very difficult for humans are easy for them. Not only does it greatly reduce Yunran's workload, but it also reduces many of the risks involved.

Following the eyes of the little princess puppet, Yunran quickly saw countless interconnected murals.

These patterns contain no words, yet they record a great deal of information.

If Yunran hadn't received the mysterious inheritance from Yuehua City, she might have thought these patterns were just scribbles.

The pattern clearly records that many, many years ago, on a sunny day, the sky suddenly seemed to crack open.

Subsequently, natural disasters occurred frequently, causing numerous deaths and injuries, and the world seemed to have transformed from its former vastness into a cage.

Just then, a special race appeared on the sacred mountain. They found a way to mend the crack in the sky from a giant rock that came from outer space.

After that, the world finally returned to peace, and humanity resumed its peaceful and prosperous life.

The people on the sacred mountain were also called the temple, and the patterns depicted the temple in a simple form, yet they were remarkably similar.

Just one glance sent a jolt through Yunran’s soul, and even a feeling of extraordinary intimacy through her.

As Yunran watched, a tear involuntarily slid down her cheek.

As the scalding tears slid down her face, Yunran felt as if she were being burned by them.

This slightly affected Yunran's mind, and she immediately began to silently recite the calming mantra of Qingfeng Temple.

After reading it twice, Yunran regained her clarity, and her eyes narrowed slightly when she looked at the patterns again.

The reliefs on the stone pillar at the cave entrance had previously captivated her, and now, just looking at these patterns is causing the same thing to happen.

Yunran didn't know whether she was affected by her own actions or if the inheritance she had received was secretly causing trouble.

But no matter what, it won't be that easy to bewitch her!
Yunran continued reading.

The image depicts countless people bowing and worshipping beneath the temple, demonstrating just how sacred this temple is in the eyes of the general public.

The subsequent illustrations devote considerable space to depicting the temple's flourishing prosperity.

These patterns are enough to show that the people who painted these murals had an unparalleled reverence for the temple.

However, everything that flourishes will eventually decline; there is no such thing as perpetual prosperity.

The subsequent patterns, unlike the emotionally charged depictions of the temple's prosperous period, have become emotionless narrative machines.

Even though they were just murals, at this moment, Yunran truly understood why some people say that paintings can express the artist's state of mind.

After a long period of prosperity, the number of people in the temple suddenly plummeted. It was unclear whether this was a case of decline following prosperity or some unforeseen event.

What happened next may have been a source of immense grief for the artist, or it may have been something the artist himself was not entirely aware of.

The murals began to become rough and messy, and a person dressed as a high priest suddenly announced that the temple would be closed.

They even drove all the temple's servants out...

The mural ends with the first lord of Moonflower City, who, carrying the legacy of the temple, went into hiding.

(End of this chapter)