People watched as his men walked to the painting. He suddenly stopped, covered his mouth, and remained silent for a long time.
The spectators began to poke their heads around again, which gave Shanhai a very ominous feeling. The man in front of the painting stretched out his hand and tried to pull out the nails. The nails were driven in gently, and it was not difficult to pull them out with bare hands, but he seemed to be drinking.
It was as if he was drunk, and he couldn't hold it steady. His stomach was churning, as if he had been poisoned by an unknown poison even before he came into contact with the painting.
Shanhai and Wuqi were inevitably a little nervous.
Dai Luan couldn't sit still. She suddenly jumped down from her seat and walked straight to the painting. Shan Hai stood up in shock and sweated, but Shi Wuqi held him down and signaled him to calm down.
Luan is not that high, logically speaking
The nails couldn't be reached. She rushed forward and pushed the man away, and pulled off the white cloth. With a stab, the cloth was torn. The beautiful picture made by Lord Kisaragi was exposed in this way.
Under the March sunshine.
Ah Luan felt like the world was spinning.
Dizziness, nausea, as if someone had punched her in the stomach. This was her most intuitive feeling. At the same time, she knew very well that this was by no means a physical attack, but a visual effect - that moment
, her eyes felt as if they had been rubbed hard when she closed them. When she opened them, all she saw were strange and broken scenes, and she could not identify anything. Her head was spinning, and the high platform under her feet had become soft.
Stomach sour and nauseated.
Dai Luan couldn't stand any longer. She took a few steps back, came to the edge of the display stand, and stepped on the air. Shi Wuqi rushed up with a lunge and lifted her up from below. Wu Qi had been keenly aware of it just now.
I felt something was wrong - Aluan was small and could not completely block the picture. But after people took a peek at this "beauty picture", some people had unusual reactions. Those reactions were almost
It was almost the same as Aluan, even more serious. He did not go to see the painting - but at this moment, the painting should be completely exposed to people's sight. Hearing the sound of shouting and vomiting coming from below, he did not dare
Looking up, a bad premonition came over him. He picked up Dai Luan and walked around the display board back to her seat diagonally across the corner. At this time, Dai Luan's mother fainted.
The Lord of the City reacted very quickly. He immediately asked someone to take his wife away, but there were not many people who could rush over. He must have seen the picture of the beauty... His voice was trembling. Shi Wuqi felt that
There was a chill coming from the direction of the painting. Of course, this was an illusion - he hoped it was an illusion. The principle of the medicine "seeing death" can be applied to artistic creation, just like what Cheng You did.
Thinking of this, he looked at Cheng You. To his surprise, the originally conceited man froze on the spot, his face as pale as a vegetable. Shi Wuqi stepped forward and deliberately waved his hand in front of his eyes, but he didn't notice.
No response.
Shi Wuqi looked at Shan Hai again. Yes, he was still sitting in his seat. Although Shan Hai held his forehead in some pain, most people...especially women and children, slipped from their seats. The children cried loudly.
It was noisy, the old people were vomiting, and the young and middle-aged people were not spared either - some people were giggling like crazy and talking nonsense. Are they really still awake?
There is poison in the beauty picture. This was Shi Wuqi's first reaction. Thinking of this, he felt a little creepy. His mind was running fast: Why? Is this Ruyue-kun's original intention? Is the painting tampered with?
Possible? Could it be Cheng You? But it doesn’t look like this. What should we do now? How will the Lord of the City decide?
Shi Wuqi jumped down and walked back to the row of seats in Shanhai. It was obvious that there was no possibility of the lottery going forward. To be honest, he felt a little guilty. After all, he only had one eye left and his eyesight was still so good.
Well, if I am really blinded by this painting, where can I go to explain?
"What did you see?" Shi Wuqi asked Shanhai directly.
"..."
Lin Shanhai probably hadn't regained his composure. He tried hard to calm down his breathing, as if he had just had a fierce race with something, and if he couldn't outrun it, he would be buried in the monster's belly. He was a little frightened, and raised his hand,
Cover your sight.
"...an ominous thing." He said slowly, "There is nothing wrong with that painting. But, it is precisely because there is no problem - there is no spiritual power, evil spirit, or anything else wrong. It is pure..."
"Purely graphic expression?"
Shan Hai nodded slowly. His expression looked like he was panicking for the rest of his life, but the "catastrophe" was clearly on the table, but he just stopped looking at it for the time being. Shi Wuqi was really curious, so he boldly
He raised his head and looked directly at the beautiful picture of Lord Ruyue.
At that moment, he could almost feel his pupils trembling.
Indescribable. This was the description that came up in his first reaction. It was irrelevant - the whole painting had absolutely no connection with the word "beautiful woman". Rather, it would be difficult for him to even identify what it was. If he didn't know who it came from
Shi Wuqi would definitely suspect that the painter was eating
The works he painted in a state of madness and loss of control after taking the wrong hallucinogenic drugs. They are passion, curses, and painful struggles. The strong impact of colors and color blocks makes him completely and absolutely unable to paint them.
I am connected in my heart with Kisaragi-kun, who is usually peaceful and deep.
What are those? Circles, or simple lines? Rather than circles, they are more irregular. And they seem to be changing at any time, which is elusive. The eyes cannot stay on this painting for longer, it
It seems to scatter your sight. But every time you try to focus your eyes, this painting is more beautiful than before.
There seems to be something different. But people can't be sure, because its former appearance cannot leave an impression in the mind. They only remember that the sight and brain were strongly impacted, and even resonated with the internal organs. Right there.
In this capricious change and immutability, human will is gradually pushed to the edge of collapse.
The materials and purpose of this "Beauty Picture" are unknown.
The city lord stepped forward and pulled off the painting. Chengyou was trembling all over - but none of them thought that he was affected by the painting. He was angry and accusing something. From this point of view, Lord Ruyue
The beauty picture was not completed, that is to say, she had no real intention to compete with him from the beginning. This kind of contempt emanating from her bones was vague and hard to describe, but it made Cheng You feel the contempt and ridicule that penetrated deep into his bones.
.
But Ruyuejun didn't know where he was, and he didn't even have a place to ask for an explanation.
The city lord rolled up the painting. But when he was halfway through rolling it, Dai Luan suddenly rushed over and stopped. They were all a little confused, but Dai Luan took the painting and spread it out in the sun again.
This time, she showed the back of the painting.
There were not many conscious people left. But in this chaos, everyone who looked up and looked over woke up. Although the bad physical reaction was not over, the mental shock made them temporarily forget the pain.
Which side is the back of the painting? No one can tell clearly, maybe only the author Kisaragi-kun knows.
However, what is now displayed in front of them is the living beauty in the painting...
Isn’t it the original Lord Kisaragi?
"Everyone who has been painted by Kisaragi-kun..."
Several people felt their hair stand on end. It was clearly spring, but the chill that came from nowhere still penetrated into the bone marrow.
Has Kisaragi-kun really left?
If she left, where did she go?
If she hadn't left...
Where is she?
Dai Luan threw the painting out as if he was electrocuted, and Cheng You caught it. He looked at the painting repeatedly - there is no doubt that the painting skills are superb and the best. If you want to compare with him, it's hard to say who is.
Even better. But both of them cheated, or at least went off topic.
He slumped on the ground in a daze, raising the corners of his mouth. He let out intermittent laughter, as if twitching.
He is probably crazy. No one knows when he will wake up.
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed forward. The man's face was covered with a cloth, and Shi Wuqi didn't see it clearly. In broad daylight, the man actually picked up the scroll on the ground and fled the venue. The city lord immediately sent someone
Go after him. Shi Wuqi also composed himself and chased after him in one stride.
There were many people with special skills in the city prince's palace, and dozens of them followed him. They had good concentration and very good skills, and could follow him and the painting thief over the walls. But the thief suddenly came behind him.
After losing their hidden weapons, they both fell down one by one. Shi Wuqi felt a little strange. He didn't deliberately avoid it, and the man didn't intend to attack him. He squinted his eyes, looked at the little back, and vaguely saw
There are two weapons behind the man.
He chased the man outside the venue and found that all the previous guards had been knocked down at some point. But their vital signs were still there, even the man who had been attacked just now, but he had just fainted. He judged that
, this person has no malicious intentions.
Just when he thought of this, the person stood on the wall and stopped. Only then did he see clearly that the figure was a woman. And she had just concealed her aura, and now she deliberately did not hide it. Although she was covered with a navy blue veil
, but Wu Qi still recognized her.
"Huailan?" He was surprised, "When did you..."
"I was entrusted by someone to take away Kisaragi-kun's beautiful picture."
"...Is it Kisaragi-kun himself?"
Under the veil, Tang Huailan was a little surprised, but still nodded.
"Then where is she now?"
"I don't know. She only said at that time that she asked me to escort this painting to the Shadow Pavilion."
"The Death Shadow Pavilion..."
"Are you going to stop me?" Huailan said lightly, "Our account has been settled. If possible, I don't want to conflict with you here."
Shi Wuqi turned around and glanced behind him. There was no one around, at least no one awake. But he could feel that Lin Shanhai was already on his way to pursue him. So he shook his head and said to Huailan:
"I have no reason to stop you. You always act without asking the cause and effect. I'm afraid I won't get an answer if I ask you."
"Thank you for your understanding." Huailan cupped her fists and bowed, turned around, and was about to jump off the wall. At this moment, she paused for a while, turned around and asked Shi Wuqi another question:
"You...what will you do next?"
"I...will go back to Xuanzhu Town later. Shanhai will probably come with me, but Aluan may not be able to come. I have been touring around here and have some clues about some things in their house, and then I will tell her that she has to do it on her own.
Dealing with housework. However, Shanhai will come back. After all, he is her master, so he must help. What about you?"
"We are all at home."
"...not bad."
"Shan... Taoist Master Lin, will you continue to stay in Dailuan City after helping Aluan with the housework? I always feel that he is not a peaceful person."
"Hahaha, you are very perceptive... He did tell me privately that he would leave after Aluan takes over and continue to travel around Kyushu. However, that will probably be a long time later."
"Is that so?"
"Why don't you leave quickly? The pursuers are coming."
"...will you forget all this one day?"
"Things happen, people don't. I know I have forgotten many of the books I read, but they will always become a part of me."
Tang Huailan took off his mask, revealing a rather melancholy expression. This made Shi Wuqi feel an inexplicable desolation... but he couldn't explain why. The shouts of the pursuers came from behind, and Shanhai used Qinggong to cross the roof tiles.
A sound that is too light to be noticed.
"I hope you and I will take care of each other. The world is so big that we will meet again if we are destined."
