Tiesai stood on the city wall, holding a charcoal pencil and finishing the last stroke on the easel set up.
He let out a sigh of relief and felt a little reluctant to give up.
On the parchment canvas, a crystal city is drawn from an oblique overlooking perspective.
The city is defended by four tall walls, and a tall and straight obelisk is built on each wall. This is a totem left by the old gods. Yao God did not destroy it, but gave it the responsibility to continue to guard the city.
As soon as the Killing Locust gets close to the city wall, it will be burned by the fire emitted by the totem.
The road extends all the way out from the city gate and separates to the left and right, forming the first main circular road surrounding Crystal City.
The main road continues to branch out into branches in the west, and spider web-like paths spread around this ancient and majestic city, but their source comes from here.
After the fall of the empire, the villages located along the road were completely deserted, and the locust swarms were raging, and the wooden houses and farmland were destroyed. Today, only the remains of some stone walls and stone houses, as well as sand and gravel everywhere, are left.
The wind blows sand and dust into the air, and these dilapidated villages appear and disappear, like an illusion.
The local ghosts said that this was not like this before, and that the war had changed everything. The ghosts of the empire hated the killing migratory locusts and cursed these monsters, saying that the locust swarms had completely destroyed their homes.
Tiesai was confused at first.
Isn't the real reason why God Bo initiated the war between gods?
War is the driving force and firewood for the Fifth Fearless Empire to continue to move forward. The history of the empire is the process of participating in one war after another.
But this time the empire was defeated, so everything disappeared.
It seems that the ghosts don't hate war, they just hate defeat.
Tiesai thought so.
After three years in Crystal City, he realized that such an idea was both arrogant and frivolous.
The old citizens of the empire cannot talk about the gods they believe in.
The will of God Bo is the will of the empire.
They dare not and cannot hate the God of Bo who used them as burial objects. They can only curse and hate the locust swarms, venting all their unwillingness and pain through killing the locusts.
After Tiese became friends with many ghosts, he gradually came into contact with this contradictory and depressing mood.
There are some words that cannot be said.
It will take a long time to get rid of the imprint that glass nerves have left on the world over the years.
…
In the capital city of the old empire, more than half of the houses collapsed and the ground became pitted.
It was as if a giant hand descended from the sky and rolled over the originally orderly arranged buildings in the city, causing many to become deformed, either collapsed or crooked.
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The center of the imperial capital was originally the emperor's palace, with the palace dome connected to the holy shrine. The tall and majestic palace stood high, surrounded by circular stairs and inner walls, like a giant sword thrust into the earth, with only the long hilt exposed.
The top of the sword hilt is a shrine that shines as high as a gem.
Its brick walls are made of pieces of glass and are encircled in a spherical shape. The top is a huge green crystal that has been withered into a vertical eye, representing the gods gazing at the world.
In the past, commoners could not get close to the palace, let alone the shrine.
The will of all gods is announced through the sacred emperor Sot.
Today, it has been transformed into a ghost lighthouse.
Anyone can enter and visit.
Local civilians can finally enter the place they dream of after death.
Tiesai often went to the lighthouse to consult Yao Pu. He felt that there was nothing magical about this place. The decoration inside was not luxurious, but more about showing majesty and deepening the emperor's attitude of being superior to everyone.
So even though there are many steps inside, the places on the steps are basically areas and rooms that only the emperor can set foot on. To him, it looks like a maze.
Under the power of the old god, the local ghosts not only condensed into glass, but also suffered a lot of damage to their ghost bodies. There were very few doctors who could treat ghosts, and Yaopu was one of them. As a ghost doctor, she chose
Stayed.
Withdrawing his gaze, Tiesai looked at his painting.
For this work, he stayed in Crystal City for three years, and he went to the scene to observe and measure the scenes in the painting. However, due to the large content of this painting, there are many detailed outlines, and the charcoal description is not enough, and it is easy to
Danhua.
So after Tiese completed the first draft, he had to go to Saniro in the south and ask Mr. Pava to borrow his quill pen and cigarette ink. He would redraw this copy of Crystal City again so that it could be better preserved in the world.
World.
Before leaving, Tiesai found Yaopu.
"I'm leaving for Saniro in the south."
"Oh, are you coming back?"
"have no idea."
"Then... I wish you good luck."
"This is for you."
Tiesai took out a parchment roll from his backpack and handed it to the other party.
The ghost doctor rolled out the sheepskin and found a portrait painted on it. It was a young girl wearing armor. She had long hair tied behind her head, her eyes were tough and sharp, and she had a smile on her mouth.
She was stroking an illusory ghost with her hands and treating him.
"How do you know what I look like?"
Yaopu's voice was full of surprise: "Are you psychic?"
"Won't."
Tiesai smiled and said: "I am a painter, and painters can always see the models they want to paint."
"Goodbye by fate."
The painter put on his luggage, walked out of the tower, and came to an underground cave. He got on the ground boat and traveled all the way underground, avoiding the killing migratory locusts, and rushed to the south.
Yaopu watched her friend leave through the window on the tower.
She opened the parchment again.
There is a line of small words on the back of the painting.
——To the most beautiful woman in my heart.
Yaopu sighed: "What a fool."
…
After many bumps and turns, the iron barrier finally reached its destination.
In the inner city of Sanilo, the Pava Mansion directly opposite the fountain.
Pava, a legendary travel storyteller, is now quite old. His hair is half white. He is sitting on a rickety wicker chair and drinking a glass of honey water in front of the fire.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! What makes Tiesai envious is that the lady standing next to him-Pava's wife Jyoti still looks young, as if she is only in her twenties.
She has a pretty face and is very spiritual.
"finished."
Tiesai handed the sketch he had drawn to the couple.
On the drawing paper, Pava and Jyoti are cuddling together, looking dull but warm.
"The painting is really good, Mr. Tiese, thank you."
With a happy face on her face, Jodi sealed the painting in resin and fixed it on the wall.
Pava narrowed his eyes, crossed his legs and said, "Tiese, you seem to have something on your mind. Why don't you talk and listen."
Tiesai smiled and said no.
Jyoti handed him a glass of honey water and said with a smile: "If you need help, we will help you."
After hesitating for a moment, Tiesai said: "I have a friend who likes a beautiful girl..."
After listening, Pava said coldly: "Are you a fool?"
"You think you are very romantic, free and stylish, don't you?"
"Leave a painting for the woman you love, make her sad and emotional, and then go find another man and wait for another man to comfort and hold her. Is this what you want?"
"No, it's not..." Tiese was a little flustered.
"Then why are you doing this?"
"I just don't know what to say..."
"Tell it like it is."
Pava interrupted him: "Remember, tell the truth."
Jodi also smiled and agreed: "My husband is right."
"Go ahead. Take advantage of the last chance." Pava waved his hand impatiently: "I don't want to watch tragedies and stupid dramas, do what you can do."
"I see……"
Tiesai picked up his backpack and ran out.
Jodi reminded: "Don't leave your quill and cigarette ink behind."
She pointed her finger and a bundle flew towards the man at the door.
"Oh, okay, thank you."
…
Tiesai flew all the way on his spade armor, and returned to the high tower of Crystal City half a month later, rushing towards the ghost doctor.
"Come back so soon?" Yao Pu was a little surprised.
"I……"
Tiesai plucked up the courage and said, "I want you to marry me!"
"Eh?"
Yaopu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
"So you liked my past appearance."
Tiesai said honestly: "Well. Ever since I saw your appearance when I was sketching, I can't forget that I fell in love with you. In fact, it will take less than three years to paint this city. I just want to see more of you."
"I see."
Yaopu paused and whispered cautiously: "But, I am a married woman."
"Ah??What?"
As if being struck by lightning, Tiesai's smile completely froze: "No, no...why didn't you ever say that?"
"You didn't even ask."
"You lied to me! You are lying to me!"
"I did not lie to you."
Yao Pu spread his hands: "My husband's name is Fabiani, and he is an archaeologist. Although he has little money and is a bit stubborn, he is a very good person."
"I've never heard of Mr. Fabiani having a wife!" Tiesai was so excited that his face turned pale.
"Because he said he didn't have money to hold a wedding and said he would make up for it later." Yaopu patiently explained: "An archaeologist doesn't have much money. It's not easy for him to be exposed to wind and rain all day long. So I also applied to become one.
A martial monk can save more money to get married."
Tiesai clenched his fists and reluctantly launched a final inquiry: "Why did you marry him?"
Yao Pu raised his helmet slightly and seemed to think seriously for a while.
"forgotten."
"..."
"We had known each other for two days, and he proposed to me. I thought he was pretty good, so that was it."
"No...I don't believe it..."
"This is the fact. We also registered at the YC City Hall. At that time, the mayor, Mr. Tonghai, and the commander, Mr. Botu, came to congratulate us."
"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!"
Tiesai ran out with a roar, tore his painting to pieces, and cried loudly in the rain.
…
On this night, Tiese painted his pinnacle work "Lying."
Since then, the painter Tiesai's style has changed drastically, changing his previous realistic and heavy painting style.
His paintings became gloomy and abstract, and most of the themes depicted and celebrated the tragedy of love between men and women.