Even with the protection of [protective force field], Lin Sanjiu's strength when colliding with the ground almost shook her spirit out of the body.

In the slide, which sometimes fell straight and sometimes spiraled, she had long been dumped; In addition, shortly after entering the slide, the light completely disappeared. She didn't know that the slide was about to come to an end. She couldn't even adjust her body and get ready. Like a bullet that suddenly left the gun chamber, she was empty in the dark, and then she was severely thrown to the ground by gravity.

Lin Sanjiu only felt that her breath was completely smashed. When she endured the pain and tried to turn over, a "rustle" sound suddenly rang out in the dark, and then she heard the second "plop" sound - it must have fallen from the slide and was treated the same by Pan Cui.

"Pan Cui?" She finally squeezed enough breath from her chest and asked.

Sure enough, pan Cui responded to her with a low groan of pain.

"Is the wound okay?"

Pan Cui didn't dare to speak loudly, but her vague voice and tone said "nothing".

In the next ten seconds, Lin Sanjiu heard the same sound twice again; Soon, the groans of Pina and jiajiatian joined the darkness.

"It hurts... It hurts to death," Pina whispered. "Where is this? Who has a flashlight? Shine on it... Oh, I have."

Strange to say, almost at the same time when she pressed the flashlight, it seemed that someone sensed their needs, and suddenly turned on the surrounding lights - one by one, the lights hanging high above her head, in an instant, shed a bright, almost dazzling light, illuminating the place where they were.

... also illuminated the faces staring at them around.

The alarm signal suddenly screamed in his mind, and Lin San jumped up with wine, and his muscles tightened up to prepare for the battle; However, after she looked around, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The entrance of the slide they fell down was at least ten meters high above their heads. It looked like a plastic round pipe orifice protruding from the rough rock wall. On all sides are walls made of the same rocks - no, to be more exact, it is more like an empty cave dug out of the mountain, which is a square rough circle; A circle of strong lights fixed by an iron frame hung high on the top of the cave, more than ten meters away from them.

The four walls of the cave are impervious to light and wind, not to mention the next exit, and there is even no gap. However, on the four walls of this rock cave, there is a whole circle of oil paintings - each of which is a portrait.

"What's this for..." Pina also got up, the flashlight was still on, and took photos from the oil painting one by one with an aperture. "Who are these people?"

Lin Sanjiu couldn't say how many oil paintings there were; There are men and women in the picture, probably between the ages of 20 and 50, dressed formally and neatly - she turned most of the way with the flashlight and suddenly stopped.

"I don't know other people," said Jia Jiatian, who was still sitting on the ground. At this time, his eyes also fell on the portraits that stunned Lin Sanjiu with the flashlight. "But these people, I happen to be quite familiar with."

Not only him, Lin Sanjiu is also familiar with the people on the four consecutive oil paintings - Pina, pan Cui, Jia Jiatian and herself.

Pan Cui bent down, extended a hand to jiajiatian, and pulled him up. Seeing that there was no danger around, Lin Sanjiu walked to the oil painting in a few steps and looked at himself in the painting carefully.

In the painting, she is wearing a suit skirt that she has never worn in real life, and a white pearl is hanging on her ears, which seems to be a very standard upper middle class dress. Under the oil painting, a sign is inlaid on the rock wall, which reads "Lin San Jiu, 28, is the CEO of a rookie company in the logistics and warehousing industry, and a friend of a friend invited by Nica."

"Logistics and warehousing industry..." Teacher Yi murmured, "this must be an industry arranged for you according to your ability. Don't say it, it's quite suitable. Who's Nika?"

Lin Sanjiu turned around and looked at it with a daze. Inside and outside the picture on the left hand side, there is the same face of jiajiatian; At this time, he also gathered in front of the painting and read the content on the sign loudly: "Jia Jiatian, 14, a junior high school student, is Mingna's nephew, and his family seems to be rich and powerful. My family background is quite good... Who is Mingna?"

Lin Sanjiu walked along the oil painting and read each of the signs under the painting. Soon he found that "Nika" and "Minna" were figures in other oil paintings.

"Wait a minute, if we are drawn into the oil painting," Jia Jiatian, who walked beside her to check the oil painting, suddenly reacted and proposed, "are the people in other oil paintings other evolutors who came in before?"

"The question is, what do you want us to do here?" Pina had walked along the cave for more than half a circle. Hearing the speech, she shouted, "there is no yellow arrow near here. Is it another dead end?"

Her echo echoed faintly in the cave, but could not arouse any answer.

"I always feel like I've seen these paintings somewhere..." Lin Sanjiu leaned close to a middle-aged woman's oil painting, squinted and said, "but no matter how many times I searched in my memory, these oil paintings never appeared in any scene..."

"You know, most of people's memories are made up by themselves," Jia Jiatian answered casually.

It is reasonable to say that if she did see these paintings, Teacher Yi should be able to help her uncover relevant memories - unless it is completely forgotten and even subconsciously cleared.

"I'll think it over again. Look for more clues." Teacher Yi said in his mind, "this vague sense of familiarity, but unable to locate it, is really torture."

The four people scattered in the cave and soon read all the paintings. Pan Cui began to gradually adapt to her wound. Although she didn't dare to speak normally, she could also signal some basic meanings; For example, she pointed to the oil painting and compared the action of "ten" with her two hands, so that everyone didn't spend much time to understand that there were ten oil paintings hanging in the cave.

"I still don't understand why we should do this and how we should continue." Pina said a little irritably, reaching out and cautiously touching an oil painting in front of her - a middle-aged man with a serious face and who seemed to have a lot of status.

Lin Sanjiu just wanted to remind her to be careful, but his words were already in his mouth, but suddenly a heavy man's voice that didn't belong to him rang back in the cave: "everything I have today is not bought by my ancestral shadow or luck..."

"What?" Pina was surprised and withdrew her hand like an electric shock. "Yes - it's this portrait! The portrait is talking!"

At the same time, the portrait continues.

"After years of experience, I have developed a keen sense of smell. I can smell trouble from a distance." The man in the picture stared at Pina straightly, his face solidified in the paint, but a voice rang from behind the frame: "tonight, in my mansion, this smell has been stifling."