The road is vague

Chapter 399 Strange Oil Painting
Every inch of the solar boat radiates a soft glow, with no blind spots.

As the solar boat continued to move forward, the surroundings grew increasingly dark and quiet. Wisps of darkness constantly broke through the edges of the deck, like ghostly claws from hell, filling people with a sense of oppression.

"Check everyone thoroughly, is everything alright?"

The Thousand-Faced King addressed the crowd.

"I am fine."

"I'm fine too..."

Only after confirming that the divine magic would not strike again did everyone finally breathe a sigh of relief and begin to worry about the current crisis in the Forbidden Sea.

But in any case, they have finally escaped the Lost Continent.

"I'll go check the sails; there seems to be something wrong with them."

"I'll go check the stern,"

The Liao brothers, who were shipwrights, were the first to get busy.

Li Mo was somewhat uneasy. That familiar eerie feeling made him vaguely realize that he had forgotten something, so he left behind his True Demon clone and took his leave from the others, returning to his room.

After closing the door, Li Mo opened the Misty Box, and after a brief distortion, he entered it.

On the Misty Peak of the Upside-Down World, Peacock Saint Wen Aoxing floats in the air. In his sealed state, time has lost its meaning.

"We've arrived at the Misty Box again."

Old Master Dai rode Little Squeak down onto Misty Peak, intending to play there for a while.

Li Mo stood atop Misty Peak, muttering to himself, seemingly seeking enlightenment.

A surge of thunder and clouds swept across the land, then the clouds parted to reveal the sun, and an enormous eye appeared.

Li Mo made brief eye contact with him.

Immediately, a forgotten scene flashed into his mind.

A man covered in bizarre patterns, his face adorned with the heavy makeup of various sheng, dan, jing, mo, and chou characters, landed abruptly on the deck of the sun boat in a strange, slippery, and sinister manner, like a dead fish.

After a brief and intense battle, the group managed to kill him at the stern of the ship. However, he transformed into a ball of colorful ink, which possessed the fortune teller Mu Qianying, who was unable to dodge in time. The two then merged into the deck and mysteriously disappeared.

The people's related memories were also forgotten.

Li Mo gasped, only then remembering the origins of the knife-shaped coins and the "Good Fortune" flag on his person. He had completely forgotten about the blind fortune teller, Mu Qianying.

"Projection of the God of Time!"

Li Mo came to his senses and murmured with a hint of horror on his face.

He immediately returned to the Mountain and Sea Realm, and just as he was about to open the door to share the information with everyone, he heard the shouts of the Liao brothers outside.

Li Mo hurriedly left the room.

He first looked up at Liao Quzai, who was inspecting the sails.

On the huge sail, a naked portrait of Mu Qianying appeared, her body covered with strange patterns that formed the facial makeup of various opera characters, seemingly looking down at the crowd with a mocking attitude.

"this?"

The group stood under the sail, gazing up at the image of Mu Qianying.

They had clearly forgotten about the fortune teller.

Princess Dai decisively said, "Whatever this is, it gives me a very bad feeling. Why don't we burn it?"

"As my beloved consort wishes."

The Thousand-Faced King, wearing a silver mask, immediately shot out a ball of spiritual fire.

"Wait first!"

Li Mo stopped the Thousand-Faced King. Just as everyone was looking at Li Mo with surprise, Liao Qu Nan's voice came from the stern of the ship.

"The stern has been severely damaged; we'd better repair it immediately!"

When Jin Gui Shangren, Pang Yi, and Zhao Ping'an rushed over, they saw that the stern of the ship seemed to have been cleanly cut off by a sharp blade. Although it had no immediate impact, if it encountered strong winds and waves, seawater would inevitably flood the cabin.

Fortunately, the Liao brothers had prepared repair materials and immediately directed the three of them to get to work.

Taking this opportunity, Li Mo went to the side of the Thousand-Faced King and Princess Dai.

There is something I must tell you.

Upon hearing this, King Qianmian and Princess Dai both looked at Li Mo. Seeing his serious expression, they couldn't help but show a hint of solemnity themselves.

"what happened?"

Li Mo told the two about the invasion of the Sun Ship by the projection of the Year God, and about Mu Qianying being forgotten.

Even as powerful demon kings, the two were speechless upon hearing such an outrageous story, their eyes filled with suspicion as they looked at Li Mo.

"You mean, the projection of the Year God, as an evil spirit, was actually weaker than us and was killed by us?"

The Thousand-Faced King countered with a question.

"At the beginning, evil spirits had the characteristics of earthbound spirits, unable to leave a certain range, and their attack methods were more inclined to curses of rules and order. However, as they collected more and more resentment, their range of activity became larger and larger, and their strength became stronger and stronger. I think even the projection of the God of Time probably cannot escape this law."

Compared to the human race's understanding of evil spirits in Middle-earth, the dragon people of the Lost Continent have extremely limited knowledge of evil spirits.

Princess Dai was clearly more cautious about this.

“If what you say is true, that evil spirits possess the characteristics of earthbound spirits, then something seems amiss. The descent of the God of Year occurred within the Temple of the God of Year, but we are already at the Forbidden Sea.”

"This……"

Li Mo couldn't explain it.

Princess Dai sighed. She knew all too well how terrifying the Temple of the Year God was, and she really didn't want to provoke such a terrible thing. But on this vast forbidden sea, she didn't know what to do.

"So what do you think we should do to deal with it?"

"To deal with evil spirits, we must first understand their abilities, otherwise we may capsize at any time. I think this sail is a breakthrough point. There must be some secrets in these oil paintings."

At Li Mo's insistence, the Thousand-Faced King had no choice but to agree to let Li Mo take the oil paints back to his room for his own study. Li Mo then cut out Mu Qian's image from the sail and took it back to his room.

He looked at the paint on the sail of Mu Qianying, and carefully scraped off some of it and placed it in a disc. The paint seemed to have its own consciousness and kept changing in the disc.

Li Mo then activated his True Spirit Eye and observed more carefully. Although the oil paint was constantly changing, it did not exhibit any orderly characteristics.

Next, he used his divine sense to sense the presence of these paints, but he could not sense them at all.

When he closed his eyes, the plate seemed empty; he could only confirm the real presence of the paint when he opened his eyes.

"This shouldn't be an organ of evil spirits. Could it be a material we've never heard of before?"

Li Mo then tried cutting off a piece of the sail bearing Mu Qianying's image, intending to burn it to see if any paint would remain, in order to further explore the properties of the paint.

However, after he cut off the sail, he was shocked to see that Mu Qianying, who was made of the sail material, seemed to be showing a pained expression.

"Is she still alive, or is this just an illusion?"

Li Mo began to probe the sail in various ways, discovering many strange features, but his thoughts became increasingly confused, making it even more difficult for him to determine what the paint was.

Several hours later, Li Mo, preoccupied with his thoughts, returned to the deck.

"How about it?"

"The Thousand-Faced King asked."

Li Mo shook his head and sighed softly.

Upon seeing this, the Thousand-Faced King frowned but said nothing. Princess Dai comforted him, "Perhaps we have already killed it, just in a different way. You are just being paranoid."

At this time.

Li Mo noticed that Liao Qu Nan was looking at him with a look of astonishment, and couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

"what happened?"

"Is Fellow Daoist Li injured? Why is there so much blood on him?"

The other person's words made Li Mo even more puzzled.

He examined his body carefully but found no bloodstains.

Upon hearing this, Liao Quzai, the older brother, looked at his younger brother Liao Qunan in surprise.

"What blood?"

"Can't you see the blood on Fellow Daoist Li's body?"

Liao Qunan looked at his brother in surprise, then at Li Mo, and saw that neither of them could see any bloodstains on Li Mo's body, revealing a puzzled expression.

The conversation between the three also attracted the attention of others, who all looked at Liao Qunan with surprise.

Seeing everyone looking at him with puzzled expressions, Liao Qunan became anxious and went to Li Mo's side, touching him and asking, "Can't you really see it?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Liao Qunian stared at everyone in shock, feeling both stunned and bewildered.

Beneath the Thousand-Faced King's silver mask, a hint of hostility flickered. His brother, Liao Qunian, seemed to sense this and immediately said, "You must be too busy to think straight. Go and get some rest..."

"Wait a moment!"

The Thousand-Faced King stopped Liao Quzai, who was constantly pushing his younger brother, and looked at Liao Qunan, who had a puzzled expression on his face.

"It seems you have been corrupted by divine magic. For the safety of everyone, I must isolate you. You must obey my orders. If you dare to resist, you will be executed!"

"King of a Thousand Faces, this..."

Seeing the serious expressions on everyone's faces, Liao Quzai knew that pleading was useless, so he sighed and patted his younger brother's shoulder painfully.

Liao Qu had no way to express his suffering, so he had no choice but to obey the Thousand-Faced King's arrangements and was put in solitary confinement.

The atmosphere on the ship was somewhat oppressive, and no one spoke for a long time.

Li Mo felt an inexplicable awkwardness. In the end, he returned to his room and continued to carefully study the paint on the sail.

After some time, Li Mo felt a little tired.

He first took out the paper crane, looked at the direction the paper crane was pointing, and then stretched out his hands to rub his forehead to relieve his fatigue.

"Hmph, don't let anyone see the eyes on your back."

Startled and relieving his fatigue, Li Mo suddenly opened his eyes. He immediately dodged with lightning speed, then noticed a ghost-like, ethereal dragon-man looking at him with a gloomy face and a cold smile.

Li Mo immediately shouted, and Five Thunderbolts turned to dust in a flash.

Crack!

The lightning bolt pierced through the eerie dragon-man phantom, instantly destroying the glowing door and creating a crater on the deck, but the sneering dragon-man phantom remained unharmed.

At the same time, noises also came from the other rooms.

After calming down, Li Mo put away the Five Thunder Dust and stared intently at the phantom. The phantom also looked at him with a cold smile. At this moment, a terrified scream came from outside the office.

"Do not!!"

Judging from the voice, it seems to be the spirit medium Pang Yi.

Li Mo looked warily at the illusory figure in front of him, and was about to ask a question when the Thousand-Faced King's voice came first.

"what happened!"

"Don't come out! Don't let anyone see the eyes on your backs!!"

Liao Quzai, the elder of the Liao brothers, let out a hysterical scream.

"I saw the eye on Pang Yi's back, and then he was eaten by that eye and disappeared completely!!"

As Liao Quzai spoke, he kept shouting, seemingly trying to damage the eyes on his back.

He then moved forward rapidly, his back pressed tightly against the deck, clearly shocked by the disappearance of Pang Yi's screams.

(End of this chapter)