Jiang Nai tightened her dirty and colorless cloak and limped into the cave.
Looking up, I saw a yellowed ancient painting hanging in front of the vast cave wall.
Jiang Nai is less than three feet tall, with a round little head tilted upward.
After looking at it for a while, he muttered to himself, "Weird."
Who is so boring to hang a picture of a beautiful woman in this cave in the wilderness?
The little girl sat down against the cave wall, reached into her arms and took out an iron bead, without even raising her eyelids, it flew out with a snap of her fingers.
The sand and stones fell, and the scroll fell into her hand.
Opening up the painting, you can see a single wooden building in the painting, amidst the mist of the clear spring, standing a young man in white clothes with dark hair and slender eyebrows.
The collar is slightly open, revealing a patch of snow-colored skin.
His eyes are as bright as stars, and his pupils are the color of glass.
Her skin is as white as jade, her lips are as honey-like, and her thin lips are slightly parted, as if she wants to whisper a few words in a warm voice.
The painting is truly lifelike and indescribable, as if it were a dream or an illusion, as if a real person were here.
The little girl secretly said something strange: Looking at the man in the painting, he has strange bones all over his head and his eye color is different from ordinary people. He looks like an emperor inexplicably.
She threw the painting aside casually, and after resting for a while, she went to the entrance of the cave to tinker for a while, using stones and branches to make a simple hunting mechanism.
Then I fell asleep like a salted fish...
Her body is still small now, and her physical and mental strength are not strong enough. She must supplement her sleep from time to time in order to grow.
In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a slight thumping sound.
Jiang Nai sat up, subconsciously moved his calf, and found that the twisted area had improved a little.
The guy jumped up and went to the cave entrance to take a look.
I saw a little pheasant with sparse hair, landing in the hunting trap where she was waiting, and it was flapping happily.
Unexpectedly, I had to fill my stomach by myself.
Jiang Nai felt sorry for herself for two seconds, then lit up the fire and roasted the little pheasant in her hand, feeling a little bit sad in her heart.
When I was in Lijiatun, I was used to having to stretch out my hands for food and open my mouth for food. After sleeping in the open for one night, I felt that I had more than enough energy but not enough energy.
A faint gust of wind rushed in from outside the cave, blowing the flames erratically and intermittently.
Seeing that the flames were about to die, Jiang Nai casually took the yellowed scroll and rolled it up, then lit a fire where the fire was brightest and threw it on a dry branch.
The picture of beauty slowly burned in the fire.
It is burning slowly from the bottom of the scroll upwards.
Jiang Nai was focused on her roasted pheasant, and only glanced at the painting casually, but her expression suddenly froze.
It seems that you are not dazzled?
When this painting was first unfolded, the beautiful man in the picture should be standing next to the clear spring in the small building, right?
But looking back now, the beautiful young man actually took off his white clothes and sat quietly in the clear spring.
The mist filled his whole body and rose slowly, making him look like he was steaming with immortal energy.
This is really evil. The beautiful boy in the painting can actually move?
Jiang Nai was startled, and without saying a word, he picked up a cluster of fire with a tree branch and threw it on the remaining half of the drawing paper.
But he saw the beautiful young man sitting quietly in the clear spring suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him angrily.
Those eyes as pale as glass were filled with a mixture of shock and anger.
Uh, it seems like the people in this painting are alive?
The little girl reacted belatedly.
Could it be that some thousand-year-old ghost was sealed in an ancient scroll, and he accidentally burned his soul container?