Nan Xian debuted at twenty and became an overnight sensation. At twenty-three, at the peak of her career, she married He Mingxiao. Who knew that on their wedding night, Nan Xian would receive a con...
Nan Xian and Yu Lin each found a seat, sat down leisurely, and began chatting as if no one else was around.
The NPC was dumbfounded. The script he had clearly stated that he would just hand over the props to the guests after they accepted the prank mission. But he didn't expect Nan Xian and the others to do things differently and just give up.
He looked at the camera, bewildered, and mouthed, "What do we do next?"
After a while, Director Zheng replied helplessly through the earpiece: "Put the props at the door and let them improvise."
Clearly, Director Zheng was at his wit's end with them.
The NPC did as instructed, placing the phone and flashlight at the cave entrance, just within reach of the two people.
As he left, the two who were chatting stopped at the same time and exchanged a knowing glance.
After getting the props, Yu Lin checked the lock on the door. It was indeed a real lock, and brute force couldn't open it.
"Sister, what should we do next?"
Nan Xian turned on her flashlight. "Since we're already here, we should at least explore what's inside this cave."
The cave was narrow, making it inconvenient for the cameraman to carry his equipment in, so the two of them wore portable cameras to record the situation inside the cave at any time.
As soon as Nan Xian stepped into the depths of the cave, she pretended to stumble forward a few steps, and at the same time quickly turned off the camera.
Seeing this, Yu Lin did the same.
In the darkness, his eyes gleamed as he looked at her, and he lowered his voice: "Sister, is there something you're looking for in this cave?"
Nan Xian nodded and walked towards the carved stone wall, following the direction she remembered.
She quickly found the right place.
Two beams of light fell on the stone wall, and the lines carved hundreds of thousands of years ago became clearly visible.
Nan Xian reached out and touched it, shaking her head and chuckling softly—she had truly been blinded by a single leaf before. How could she have forgotten that if the murals and animal skin paintings here were truly from the same era, then after countless changes of time, they would have long since ceased to exist. How could they possibly appear before her so coincidentally?
Since it's not a real mural, it must have been deliberately imitated.
The production team had no reason to go to such lengths for such a task; their purpose was obvious—they were after themselves.
...Is that Director Zheng?
Thinking of how he would turn into a lop-eared rabbit the moment he was startled, Nan Xian found it hard to believe. She simply couldn't connect that fluffy little animal with the mastermind behind everything.
Besides, if he really wanted to harm her, he had too many opportunities to do so. Nan Xian herself could think of countless methods, so there was really no need to go through such a long and complicated process.
To be honest, it seemed more like he was trying to indirectly reveal something to me...
Nan Xian was taken aback, and suddenly remembered the little fox in her dream.
The little fox clearly knew a lot, but it preferred to pretend to be asleep rather than tell me.
Why don't they tell me the truth? Is there something they can't say?
"Sister? Sister?"
Nan Xian was brought back to her senses, and her gaze refocused. "What's wrong?"
Yu Lin squatted down in front of the mural, moved his phone to a certain spot, and carefully shone the light on it. "Sister, come quick! There's a line of text here! Could it be a clue?"
Inscriptions? Nan Xian was startled. She hadn't found any inscriptions when she entered the cave last time.
"Let me see."
She leaned closer and looked in the direction he was pointing. Sure enough, there was a line of extremely small characters, each one only the size of a little fingernail. It would be hard to spot without a bit of luck.
"Sister, what kind of font is this? I can't understand it at all, but it looks kind of familiar?"
Nan Xian narrowed her eyes and observed carefully for a while, when suddenly a flash of inspiration struck her.
"This is... Jinwen!"