In March, flowers are in full bloom.

Feng Qingyan sat cross-legged by the stream in front of the valley, quietly imagining the bridge in his mind.

Although he is still unable to confirm whether the bridge in his mind is the bridge of connection, he temporarily calls it the bridge of connection.

At this moment, the connecting bridge and the first texture on the bridge are so clear.

As if it were real.

This made Feng Qingyan amazed, and he became more and more convinced that it was the connecting bridge he had been looking for. However, he did not expect that the connecting bridge he had been looking for was actually in his mind.

Is this a trick of God?

Soon after, he opened his eyes, a brush formed in his hand, and he tried to draw.

As you draw one stroke, a stroke will appear on the stream, and gradually the structure of the bridge will appear, as if someone is building a bridge on the stream. When the bridge appears, it will quietly exude a mysterious atmosphere like a thread.

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The breath shocked the heaven and earth, causing thick fog to suddenly arise around the stream.

The dense fog gradually turned black.

At the end it was churning like ink.

When Qing Mang, who was grazing by the stream, saw this, his eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly felt that there was an indescribable aura permeating the sky and the earth.

Its soul is shaking slightly.

Although black fog has enveloped the Jie Yin Bridge at this moment, the bridge body is still vaguely visible.

Its eyes were fixed on the Jie Yin Bridge, as if something on the bridge was calling it, making it walk towards the Jie Yin Bridge involuntarily.

It wants to cross the bridge of connection.

It seems that something is waiting for it after the bridge.

In the front yard of the wooden house in the valley, Xihe, Yingshu, Donggonglan and the four maids felt their hearts shake slightly and looked out of the valley.

Saw the black fog all over the sky.

"Hey, Ghost Mist?"

Yingshu said a little surprised.

"It's a bit like ghost mist, but..."

The little lady from Xihe frowned, feeling that the black mist in front of her was higher than the ghost mist, and seemed to contain some mysterious aura inside.

It seemed like there was a calling voice in the billowing black mist.

At this time, the three of them walked out curiously, and soon reached the mouth of the valley, where they saw a mysterious stone arch bridge vaguely visible in the billowing black mist.

The stone arch bridge is only three feet long.

However, it makes people feel towering and majestic, as if it is ten thousand feet long.

"What kind of bridge is this? Why do I feel like it spans time and space?" Ying Shu's eyes widened slightly, and he was amazed in his heart, "Also, I seem to feel that it seems to be calling for something."

"This bridge is amazing."

The little lady of Xihe was a little stunned, staring at the black mist listening to the bridge.

"This bridge is very weird and mysterious. Why did it suddenly appear here?" Dong Gonglan said in surprise. Then she found a figure in white sitting cross-legged in front of the bridge. "Hey, could it be painted by a gentleman?"

"It should be painted by a gentleman, but what kind of bridge is the gentleman painting?"

Shadow Book Road.

"I don't know, this bridge seems to exude a very magical atmosphere."

Dong Gonglan shook his head, not knowing what it was.

But I don’t think it’s simple.

And at this time.

When they saw Qing Mang, they walked step by step towards the bridge.

Just when they were surprised, they found that the maid following behind them was also walking towards the bridge.

His eyes were a little dull.

"Xiaoqin?"

Dong Gonglan shouted.

But her maid, as if she hadn't heard, still walked towards the bridge step by step.

"Sister Lan, what is Xiaoqin?"

Shadow Book asked with some doubts.

Dong Gong Lan frowned, but seeing that it was a bridge drawn by a gentleman, he did not stop the maid. At this moment, she also saw Qingniu Laohai and walked towards the bridge.

"Qing Mang, Xiao Qin, Lao Hai..."

Yingshu frowned.

The three of them are still fine and don't seem to be affected by the bridge.

At this moment, Dong Gonglan also discovered that the three of them seemed to be different from others, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.

When Dong Gonglan and Yingshu looked at each other, only the little lady of Xihe looked at the connecting bridge.

And at this time.

Qing Mang, who was walking at the front, was almost on the bridge.

But Feng Qingyan did not stop him and continued to draw the Jie Yin Bridge. The current Jie Yin Bridge looks like a painting on the surface.

However, the texture on the bridge has not been drawn yet.

When Qing Mang stepped onto the bridge of acceptance.

The connecting bridge is like a dream, shattering in an instant and quickly disappearing into ashes.

The black mist surrounding the bridge quickly receded and disappeared, and the sky and earth became clear again.

At this time, Qing Mang, maid Xiao Qin and Qing Niu Lao Hai gradually woke up.

"Ah, Your Majesty, what's wrong with me?"

Qing Mang fell into the stream with a splash and asked Feng Qingyan with a blank look on his face.

"fine."

Feng Qingyan smiled and said.

"Gentleman, what kind of bridge did you just draw? It looks so mysterious." Ying Shu stepped forward and asked curiously, "Why did the bridge collapse as soon as Qing Mang stepped on it?"

"I don't know what kind of bridge it is, I just drew it randomly."

Seal Qingyan Road.

Yingshu stared at Feng Qingyan with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Gentleman, is the bridge you just painted in a gentleman's dream?"

The little lady of Xihe came back to her senses and asked. She felt a familiar atmosphere from the bridge, just like her gallery.

"almost."

Feng Qingyan pondered for a while and said.

When the young lady from Xihe heard this, she suddenly became excited, as if she had found a like-minded friend.

"Then why did the gentleman's bridge suddenly collapse?"

asked the little lady Xihe.

"Maybe it's because my painting skills are not good enough."

Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said.

"Isn't the painting powerful enough?" The little lady from Xihe thought for a while and then said: "Gentleman, you can use your big stone gate to reinforce it so that it won't collapse."

"That's a way."

Feng Qingyan smiled and was also thinking seriously about the reasons for the failure.

Although he didn't think he could draw it the first time, he didn't expect it would collapse so completely.

At this moment he did not draw any more.

The drawing of the connecting bridge just now almost exhausted his energy and he could not stop to rest.

Early morning of the second day.

He came to the stream and drew the connecting bridge again.

When the Jie Yin Bridge appeared, the sky and earth were once again filled with billowing black mist, as well as a silky mysterious aura.

Qing Mang, Qing Niu Lao Hai and maid Xiao Qin were summoned by the bridge again.
To be continued...