And I don't know if it's an illusion, when this huge towering tree falls......
The sunlight is unblocked, and it spreads smoothly, making the light of the Honmaru more abundant, and the darkness and dampness are swept away, so that the whole Honmaru exudes a warm "smell of the sun"."
Oops......
Please let me go. ”Chiyo Kanenmaru squeezed in from the periphery of the onlooker circle, and I don't know when it started, Chiyo Kanimaru, who was good at aquatic products before......
Suddenly became an expert in agriculture.He slowly half-crouched down, and used his hands to remove the ashes from the charred stump, his movements gentle but firm, as if he were a child unpacking gifts."
Found it......
Here it is. ”Chiyo Kanemaru lowered his voice, he carefully brushed away the last ashes, a touch of bright green was revealed, and a willow bud stretched out two small leaves delicately, which seemed to illuminate the surroundings at once."
Well, that's good."
Three Days Moon Sect was the first to come back to his senses, he nodded with satisfaction, and also slowly leaned over, and the unblocked sunlight fell unscrupulously on his blue hair, making him ......
No.Let No.128 Honmaru all the sword men be dyed with a warm color that has never been seen in the past...................
"Wu Daozi didn't paint this mural out of feeling, but the temple host paid a lot of money to ask him to paint." ”The collector talked eloquently to the camera, "However, Wu Daozi was already in his 50s at that time, and there were some Jiang Lang's inspirations exhausted, and more than 10 days have passed without writing, which makes the host a little dissatisfied." ”The male host nodded, "Indeed, according to the current statement, this should be considered a delay......
So what will be the next reversal that will make Wu Daozi paint this world-famous famous painting through the ages?
”The favorites made a gesture of calmness, "At this time, a young talent named Huangfu Zhen suddenly appeared in Chang'an, and he quickly became a rookie in the painting world, and he was already leading the way in Chang'an City, and there were even rumors at that time that this young painter in his 20s ......
There is already a level that surpasses Wu Daozi. ”The male host was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "This name is a bit unfamiliar, it doesn't seem to be well-known, but there is this level......
Why didn't he leave a name in history like Wu Daozi?
”The collector took a deep look at the male host, and did not pick up the stubble, but continued to tell the story, "At the invitation of the host, the young painter volunteered to take over Wu Daozi's work, and then through the wine, in front of everyone's eyes, he painted a master's work. ”"Grandmaster......
The work?
”"That's right, this painter who is about 20 years old has painted a masterpiece that represents a grandmaster who can completely open a mountain and establish a school, and Wu Daozi, who is in his 50s at this time, has not yet reached this level."
Then, the host announced in public......
The murals that will be handed over to Wu Daozi will be completed by Huangfu. ”At this time, the male host did not speak, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong with the development of the story......
"Well, that's right." ”The collector sighed faintly, "At this time, Wu Daozi began to be anxious, afraid that he would not be able to keep his name as a saint......
So he took a risk, spent 20 taels of silver to hire someone, and assassinated this amazing young painter. ”With blood on his hands, Wu Daozi has been in remorse and panic day and night since then, afraid that he will not be able to protect the future after the matter is exposed, and he is also afraid of ...... did something hurtful to heaven and reason, and was retributed, and the picture of "Hell in Disguise" was created by Wu Daozi in this mental state, with this fear psychology, the hell he painted is extremely realistic......
So by extreme coincidence, this painting also became the work of the grandmaster. ”The male host gasped hard.At this time, it was the collector who laughed, "This is just a wild history, you don't have to take it seriously, because the so-called grandmaster of Huangfu Zhen has not been handed down and disappeared without a trace......
So there's no evidence that this person ever existed. ”"However, Wu Daozi's "Hell in Disguise" has been handed down, which is resounding evidence."
The collector stretched out his hands and gestured to a big position, "Now, this hell in disguise is our national treasure!"
”"Yes, but you remember a little wrong, sir."
The young host smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and gestured the size of a palm."
This is a national treasure......
It's not as big as you can see. ”The author has something to say: this is indeed an incident recorded in the wild history anecdotes, but ......
Who knows.Begonia is a little unbearable,,Overtime every day for two days on weekends,Count the whole half a month without a holiday,The code word is a little unbearable,So the next book has to save more manuscripts and send it again......
As for which one, Pig's Foot has already made a cameo appearance in this chapter Oh Chapter 68 Absolute Sound This chapter word count: 5183 This chapter is wrongly reported This is a very, very old-fashioned story, and it has been a long time.It's old ......
The people who have witnessed it have long since become ancient, and they are so old that they have become just a few lines of words in the history of the wild, and they are old enough to ......
Probably no one knows about it anymore.Even if it's me, it's hearsay about him.But......
There have really been people who have amazed an era, and the talents of these people will not be annihilated by just a few lines.It's like the seeds of a plane tree, blown down by the breeze, some fall to the ground, they will sprout, pull branches, grow leaves, and then become a lonely tree, and some will fall into the collar of a person, and then be shaken off.The man standing under the tree did not care, shook the tree seeds on his clothes, and continued to look intently ahead, looking at the back of the painter painting.This young painter in his early 20s has been sitting here all morning, helping the lively people to paint portraits for free.In normal times, this kind of "free activity" will always cause people to scramble, and they will shout and push and shove, but this time it is different......
They were quiet, no one spoke, everyone gathered in a big circle, leaving a certain space for the painter to watch him paint quietly.I don't know what's going on, but when I saw him, everyone unconsciously quieted down and subconsciously made room for him......
Such a spotless person should not be too close to the world.The painter hung his head, and his white coat was spread on the ground, blending in with the paper on the ground......
Around him are drying portraits of people whose ink has not dried, and the paintings are full of men, women and children, although they have different appearances, they are placed together without the slightest sense of disobedience, and they are all full of the fireworks of life.He dipped in ink, held the pen, and hung his wrist at just the right height from the white paper, a drop of ink fell, rendering a piece on the rice paper, and then the tip of the pen also fell, with a few strokes, and the facial outline of the old woman sitting opposite him had jumped on the paper, as if outlining the wind and frost left by her half of her life's labor.There are three things in the world, namely, heaven, earth, and man, the heavens are above the universe, and the earth is under the dust, and man takes up the paintbrush, so that there are all things in the world.Wu Daozi's old hand held the brim of his hat, and like all the people around him, he unconsciously held his breath as he looked at his painting.He didn't expect that this young man's painting had reached such a point, he not only painted the face and skin, but also painted the bones and the heart.Such a character will become a great weapon in less than 3 years, and if he is not ruined now......
Well, in the future, it will only be slowly ruined by him.Wu Daozi slowly clenched his fists, his dry eyelids drooped, and his experience made him unhappy, even if it was ......
Decide whether an innocent life should be lost or not.Suddenly, a weak voice broke the calm, not only interrupting Wu Daozi's thoughts, but also making Huangfu stop writing.“…… Mr.
Huangfu, can you interrupt?
”Xiao Xiao's sudden sentence interrupted the entire artistic conception and dragged the painter back to the world.He turned, put the pen back down, and then took the letterhead with both hands.On the letterhead is a simple hairpin, and the painter just glanced at the name, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.This smile, just like the melting of ice and snow in winter, revealing the bright colors that herald the approaching spring day, amazed the mountains and fields."
Everyone, I'm sorry."
His voice was like the lowest note on the guqin, and when it was stirred, it made a long echo, and he clutched the letter in his hand, and just as he was about to say something, he was immediately interrupted by the good-natured laughter of the onlookers."
It's a letter from a lady in the family."
The aunt carefully pinched the words that she hadn't dried up yet, while joking at this somewhat helpless offspring, they looked at the Huangfu with a red face, and kept making waves at the people around him, and the previous sense of alienation disappeared, just like the wooden scholar next door who was stupid to read.And the truth seems to be true, the emperor took the letter, hurried back to the inn room, his face was still red that did not go down, he leaned to the window to take a look, and after making sure that the little man who came with him did not enter the house, he carefully opened the letterhead.He held his breath, and after reading the ten lines at a glance, the red on his cheeks not only did not fade, but became deeper and deeper.Seeing the end, Huangfu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on the sleeper without any effect, and then covered his face with the letterhead.His fiancée was coming to see him.It's so good, he thought, when she comes over, he can take her to see what Luoyang is like, take her to see what delicious food is sold in the shops here, how delicate the fat powder is, and take her to see the street juggling artists......
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I want to show her everything, I want her to know.Thinking of this, Huangfu sat up violently, this elegant and steady painter finally showed a little bit of the frizziness that he should have at his age.Opened the drawer, there was a jade hairpin in it, he was in a dazzling array of jewelry, at a glance in it, this inlaid with gold wire cyan jade stick, the top of the white stork carved with silver made the emperor notice it at first sight, but what made him the most excited, indeed the transparent cyan jade.Although it is not the most precious, the pure cyan of the whole body is cold, just like the green leaves with distinct veins shining in the scorching sun, and the glamorous cyan is happy and beautiful, which makes him think of his fiancée in an instant.That little girl with a touch of green in her name.He sat down at the table, hurriedly wrote a few lines, then put the jade stick in, thought about it, stretched his hand out of the window, folded a green willow branch, and put it in with it, and then carefully put it in the box, carried it out of the house, and went straight to the counter of the inn."
Yo, Lord Huangfu, what do you have to tell the little one to do?"
Xiao Er, who was sitting at the counter, sat up straight for an instant, and then stood up respectfully.Since the artist lived in this shop, the teahouse downstairs has been full every day, and countless people have come to meet this extraordinary young and promising painter.The emperor returned the salute, "Please clean up another empty room, preferably next to my room." ”Immediately after, he took out the box, "It's still the original address, please go again." ”After that, he was about to take out the money, but was immediately stopped by Xiao Er."
How can I ask for your money."
Xiao Er smiled with a smile on his face, "After you become famous, you still remember our small shop, help us inscribe a pair of words, leave a pair of ink treasures, we are lucky." ”After speaking, Xiao Er hurriedly took the box in Huangfuzhen's hand, and hurriedly ran to the post station without saying a word.Huangfu Zhen looked at the empty hands, smiled with relief, and the little guy next to him came over and asked, "It's not early, are you going to eat?"
”Getting Late?
Huangfu tilted his head slightly, and it happened that a touch of the slanting sun cast an afterglow, leaving a gentle orange on his thin but soft face, he squinted his eyes, but his thoughts drifted far away......
At this moment, is she standing in the same sunlight, looking in the same direction as him?
Thinking of this, Huangfu Zhen squinted his eyes, then turned around, and the white robe made a graceful arc, "Go, don't eat." ”He suddenly ......
Wanted to do something.Watching the tall back of the young painter gradually disappear, in the corner, an old man raised his cloudy eyes and glanced at the man next to him, who understood, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, then stood up and walked out............." its shape is also like a frightening dragon.Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine.The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind.Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising to the morning glow; Forced to observe it, the burning of the Fu out of the waves......
"Huangfu painting "Luo Shen Futu", was rated as three points in the form, three points in the mind, three points in the gods, can be said to be the best work, he knelt under the white wall of the temple, took out the pen that followed him for the longest time, without hesitation, began to paint.Although outsiders speculate that the appearance of the gods cannot be desecrated, and some people say that they are afraid of the "finishing touch", only he knows the real reason.It's that his level hasn't reached the heat yet.However, he suddenly wanted to try it again, and he suddenly felt ......
This time, I may be able to paint the beauty of this god.…… When Wu Daozi walked slowly, he finally arrived at the gate of the temple, and when he looked up, the man he invited to "solve everything" was looking inside with amazement, as if he had seen a miracle coming, and was stunned outside the door.What's going on?
Wu Daozi pushed away the man tremblingly, looked into the main entrance, and then saw the upright back of the emperor Fu Zhen when he was painting quietly, and the ...... on the wall A painting destined to be a celebrity through the ages.Beads of sweat slid down his head, wetting the clothes on the old man's back, and he didn't realize it, looking at the artist's upright back with cloudy eyes, and suddenly ......
It's like seeing myself more than 30 years ago.No, don't say it's yourself then, it's who you are now......
It may not be up to his level either.Wu Daozi raised his head tremblingly and looked at the mural that seemed to glow.The goddess born from Luoshui revealed her true colors, she was born in the world but she was so out of place, she stood between heaven and earth, riding the wind, her clothes as thin as cicada wings were wrinkled by the wind, and the streamers and clouds swirled together.The north dipper of the silver river shifted, and the sun and the moon alternated profits and losses, all falling in her eyes; The tide rises, the vicissitudes of the sea, all living beings reproduce endlessly, and they all look up to her feet.O gods who have been sung from generation to generation......
Finally, I lifted the veil and saw the prosperity of this prosperous world through the paintings of this world.That's right.Wu Daozi closed his eyes slowly, completely without the intention of comparing.This is already a matter of no suspense.Huangfu dipped the white paint and dipped it on the white stork that was about to fly in Luo Shen's hand, leaving the last stroke.In an instant, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, the ethereal tone showed the trend of purple qi coming from the east, and the sky above the temple continued to circle, announcing the birth of a master's work in a devastating posture.That's right, the work of the grandmaster represents the work of the grandmaster who can start a sect and establish a sect and last for a hundred years!
Huang Fu Zhen stood in front of his work, stood for a long time, and finally sighed with satisfaction, just about to pick up the paint on the ground, but suddenly felt a cold on his neck, he looked back in astonishment, and found that the sword on his neck was glowing with cold light."
This is ......"
Before Huang Fu Zhen could finish speaking, the man behind him interrupted him."
It is natural to accept money from people and do things for others.""
But ......," the man paused, looking up at the painting on the wall that seemed to glow with divine light, "I regret it." ”"Although I am a rough person, I don't want a talented person like you to be lost in my hands."
The man's words made Wu Daozi, who was eavesdropping outside the door, stunned, but made Huangfu breathe a sigh of relief.He can't die here, his fiancée is still waiting for him."
The person who made the wish to go behind the curtain will give him double the money."
The emperor is neither humble nor arrogant, and he seems to have no cowardice in his heart.Behind his back, the man was also quite satisfied when he heard Huangfu Zhen say this, he was about to withdraw the sword from the scabbard, and Huangfu Zhen also felt the chill in his neck disappear, and when he was silently relieved, a roar outside the door made his pupils shrink!"
How can you be so discredited!"
The old man at the door had red eyes, and he rushed over when he shouted, and the man shook his body to dodge, but he didn't expect that Wu Daozi's target was not him at all, but the person under his sword......
A few drops of crimson splashed on the mural, dyeing the corners of the skirt of the goddess born in Luoshui red, like a large piece of flowers on the other side, blooming wantonly on the dress of Tianshui Bi, constantly blending and spreading.Then, there was a deathly silence.The old man fell to his knees in disbelief, looking at his blood-red hands blankly, while the man sneered."
Don't give me any more money, you killed people, and it has nothing to do with me."
And Wu Daozi ......
But he didn't reply for a long time, just his expression was crazy, and he muttered to himself: "He saw that it was me, he saw that it was me......
He's ...... seeing me!
”The slowly cool corpse on the ground still had his eyes wide open, his face was surprised and confused, he didn't expect it at the last moment of his life......
Why would a kind and kind painter choose to kill him when facing him?"
He knew I had killed him......
He'll come for revenge. ”Wu Daozi muttered to himself, "He will definitely come to me for revenge." ”He turned his head and looked at the picture of Luoshen, looking at the goddess in the painting with a hideous face."
You saw that too, didn't you?
You also saw it......
I'm the one who killed, right?
”The man shook his head and sneered, he didn't want to listen to it anymore, he was most annoyed by this so-called "literati", and the dead hands were more ruthless than the other, but afterwards he set up a moral archway, and his courage was smaller than a little.Behind his back, Wu Daozi cursed, carrying the wall ash that he didn't know when it was ready and splashed it on the painting mercilessly, and then, tremblingly, took out the pen from the hand of the young painter who was already silent......
"Give me hell...... ”Outside the temple, it rained heavily, but the atmosphere above the sky was still hovering in the shape of a dragon, and it was not annihilated by the destruction of the paintings, but ......
And the meaning of getting more and more intense!
The man sat on the threshold of the door, bored looking at the chaotic thunderclouds in the sky, I don't know how long he sat there, he was a little stupid.Until......
There was another sound in the main hall.He turned his head and saw Wu Daozi slowly coming out of hell......
That's right, hell."
Money, it's still business as usual."
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The old man returned to his original appearance, completely free of the madness of a few hours ago, "The next people, please continue to deal with it." ”After that, the old man seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and staggered out, and the corpse did not know when it was gone, leaving only ......
Behind him, you can't see the end of "Hell in Disguise".Chapter 69 is just like Yang Liuqing's chapter word count: 6294 This chapter is wrongly reported, "Brother Witty, why are you going so late?"
”The photographer sat on the sofa at the door of the hotel and sorted out the photographic equipment, and suddenly watched his host change into civilian clothes and hurried out.It's past 10 o'clock in the evening."
I can't find it."
The young host scratched his head with some distress, "It should be missing from the site of "Hell in Disguise", I'll look for it." ”It is said that this thing is quite evil, his work card is with a lanyard, it is impossible to disappear casually, he thought about it, probably when he was recording the program at the cultural relics site of "Hell in Disguise", he suddenly felt a gust of wind, and he may have lost his card when he put on his coat.It was dark early, and there was no one on the street early, and the host Ah Yu trotted to the ruins, just wanted to knock on the glass of the security room and the ticket office to explain the situation, but found that the lights were turned off and there was no one inside.This is troublesome, you must find it tonight, otherwise you will be swept away by the cleaning aunt early the next morning?
After thinking about it, I was sure that I would definitely not be able to fight the cleaning aunt when I got up.In desperation, he pushed the side door, and then entered the ruins through the unobstructed side door.This is not scientific, "Hell in Disguise" is also the only authentic work of the painting saint, although the murals in the ruins have been dug up into the museum, only the restoration map remains, but it is also a famous attraction, why is this security so poor.Of course, all these doubts didn't stop Ah Xu's footsteps, as a young host who has not turned positive, these are not things he should worry about.According to his memory, Ah Xue came to the very center of the ruins, that is, where the temple was located, but from a distance, the windows with a faint yellow light made Ah Xue stunned.“…… Someone?
”This shouldn't be, even if someone is watching, you should stay in the security room, even if it's a routine patrol, you will only turn on a flashlight, you know, this kind of light can cause the mural to "fade".The young host lowered his head and thought for a moment, then walked decisively in the direction of the light.It was in the main hall, Ah Xuan walked to the door, hesitated, but walked in, but as soon as he saw it, he saw a back.It seems to be a young female student, wearing a Hanfu that has suddenly been revived recently, at first glance, Ah Yu didn't tell what the system was, a bit of Tang Dynasty feeling, and a little Wei Jin style, but his attention was soon distracted by the girl's movements.She was holding a pen and seemed to be drawing something on the mural.Although the original "Hell in Disguise" is only the size of a palm, and has been stripped off and preserved in the museum, but as the site of the authentic work, the wall still invited a modern painter to copy the restoration with paint, although the value of the restoration is far less than the real thing, but it is still immoral to scribble on it, Ah Yu frowned slightly, and planned to step forward to stop it.He stepped up the stairs to the door, but ......
As I walked, I felt as if something was wrong, the concrete staircase under my feet turned stone, the electric lights embedded in the temple disappeared at some point, and the tourist-only passage pulled by the red ribbon used to maintain the order of the tourists was gone.Ah Xu's footsteps stopped, he raised his head, the mural on the wall was also different from the previous memory, the brightness of the paint and the dazzling contrast gradually faded, as if it had faded some color, soft and pleasing to the eye, Ah Yu didn't know how to paint, if any old dean who had studied "Hell in Disguise" all his life was here, he would definitely shout miracles......
Because the lines, style, and techniques of the mural that unfolds in front of you today are exactly the same as the real thing."
It's closed......
Come tomorrow. ”Ah Xu's tone was a little cowardly, because the moment he opened his mouth, he felt that something was wrong, why did a suspicious woman suddenly appear in front of the ruins in the middle of the night, thinking of this, Ah Xu's back was cold, and a cool air rose from his heel to the back of his neck.This is not to blame him, after all, this is the site of "Hell in Disguise", and if it was some other landscape painting mural, he would not be so cowardly.Qingtu ignored the sudden appearance of the passer-by, and didn't even give him a look, she sat on the ground, holding the worn-out brush in her hand, and depicted this on the wall, but she didn't know that her posture passed through the years and reincarnation, like the young painter in white back then.The color of the mural is indeed fading, this time Ah Yu confirmed that he was indeed not wrong just now, the mural on the wall is slowly fading, fading, as if it has been dissipated in the wind after the wind and rain of the years, and in the center of the girl's face, the wall is faintly full of color, as if ......
Something to break out of the shell is the same.Ah Yu put his eyes on the mural seriously, what he didn't notice was that the woman's black clothes also faded with the color of the mural, fading together, just like the makeup that had been drenched by the rain, the black faded, and the big flowers on the placket gradually disappeared, revealing the original sky and water, leaving only meandering blood on the ground.With the last stroke, the work of the grandmaster, hidden in hell for thousands of years under the mural, finally lifted the veil and revealed to the world......
Although this "world" is only Ah Xu.He looked at the wall in front of him in confusion, his mouth opened unconsciously, the impact of this painting was too great, and no painting he saw in the museum gave him such a feeling.The goddess who was born in Luoshui was born out of thin air, and her ethereal face is not a beautiful beauty that does not belong to the world, how can this be a shock that mortals can imagine?
In and out of the painting, the goddess created by the same person looks at each other from afar, one falls into the abyss of hell and regrets dissipates forever with time, while the other loses his name and lives in ignorance and recklessness to this day.It's all just creation and making people.Ah Yu felt that he had been poked, which made him wake up from the shock to the state of distraction, but just a few minutes of deep depression made him feel a sense of detachment from staying up all night, and there was emptiness behind him.“…… Yes?
”He still didn't react, and turned his head to look at Qingtu stupidly, asking her what was the matter.Qingtu's face was hazy in Ah Xu's eyes, so he didn't realize for a while that this woman was exactly the same as the person in the painting.She pointed to the wall and turned to him, "How?"
”She is very aware of the significance of the grandmaster's work, but when she was "Hell in Disguise", she heard extremely high praise and evaluation from various dynasties, countries and experts, but ......
She has never heard people's evaluation of their true ontology, this "Luo Shen Futu".After all, she has lived as hell in disguise for so long, and it has only been a few minutes to be her true self."
There's nothing to say, really......
There's not much to say. ”Even if he is a host who has just graduated and is only a senior intern, Ah Yu is also a good arguing guy, but in the face of this grandmaster's work, he also took a long time to find his voice.There is a way, but I am not educated, a sentence of lying - trough in the world, Ah Yu solemnly turned his head, gave a thumbs up with a serious expression, and slowly spit out a word......
"hang." ”It's really too hanging, so much so that after a long time ago, Ah Yu became the famous mouth of the program group "Twelve Humor", and he had a rather eccentric hobby, that is, he was particularly keen on commenting on some calligraphy, painting and calligraphy on his personal account, and he was very unique.It's just that I've seen countless famous paintings later, and the evaluation I gave has become more and more professional in terms of language, but the surprise brought is far less than this time.After saying this, Ah Xu's eyes continued to linger on the mural, completely unaware of the complicated eyes that Qingtu showed after listening to his evaluation.After a while, Ah Xue suddenly felt something stuffed in his hand, and when he looked down, it was a worn-out brush......
That's right, the one she just held to write and draw on the wall."
You ......"
Ah Yu was a little confused, he looked at Qingtu a little blankly, and just opened his mouth to ask something, but saw her slightly moved, and slowly faded and disappeared......
Witty: ......
Wait, this woman just disappeared, right?
Just that big a living person......
Just disappeared?
Ah Yu's throat moved, and he swallowed the scream that hung next to his throat.He squatted down with an expressionless face, looking indifferent on the surface, but in fact, he was panicked inside.took out his mobile phone, Ah Yu opened the hosts' chat group and wanted to ask for help, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't tell the truth.You can't just ask, "What about the old irons, I'm a ghost." ”Right?
Ah Yu thought about it and began to type: Twelve Witty (travel show): I just met a beautiful woman with a perfect score, and she gave me a brush, what does this mean?
Twelve Humor (Travel Program): [Picture] Huantian (Children's Program): She may be hinting that you are a bad pen.Shi Pai (variety show): She may be hinting that you are a bad pen.Tu Huan (film and television program): She may be hinting that you are a bad pen.Lao Tan (People's Livelihood Program): She may be implying that you are a bad pen.Ah Yu silently turned off the screen, feeling that he couldn't talk anymore this day......
"Dude, what are you doing?"
”The security guard, who had been missing for a whole night, suddenly appeared, he looked at the brush in Ah Xu's hand vigilantly, and then asked seriously, "Say, did you write here to travel here?"
”"Conscience of heaven and earth, big brother, I came here for an interview during the day yesterday, have you forgotten?""
Next door is the Flying Mural Group statue, you don't go to interview, you come to this little broken temple where birds don't for an interview, who believes it?"
“…… Are you funny?
This is the site of the authentic work of "Hell in Disguise", the only authentic work of the painting saint found here, you told me that this is a small ruined temple?
”The security guard was silent, he looked at Ah Yu in a daze, and then turned back and pointed to the wall, on the wall, the magnificent Hell disguised restoration and Qingtu restoration of the beautiful murals have disappeared, leaving only some sparse inscriptions of literati and ink writers in the Ming and Qing dynasties, which look chaotic and unaesthetic."
Which one of the "Hell in Disguise" are you talking about?"............
"Hell in Disguise" is finally gone.And Hell disappeared in disguise.Whether it is on the Internet, books, newspapers and magazines, images and other cultural carriers, "Hell in Disguise" has become a legend that has been annihilated in history and has not been handed down......
However, there are still many people who insist that she existed, or that she still exists.This belief has been held on for a long time, so long that the collapsed shrine on the big river mountain has been rebuilt, and so long that Aihua and Feather Cole have finished watching Peppa Pig over and over again; The willow tree in Honmaru grew taller and taller, and it regained the No. 1 height of Honmaru......
Well, she can't remember it either.Anyway, she opened her eyes again.This long sleep was very sound, the fluffy white stork snooze in her ear, she got out of bed, hugged the white stork and opened the door a little confused.Outside, the Lord of Hell, Enma, rarely sat on the clouds, and she walked over with a smile and knelt down on one knee in front of her to congratulate her on her true birth.The black and white boy behind the ghost envoy black and the ghost envoy white secretly raised his head to look at her, and the white boy's pants that did not match the top made her look twice.Well, although the memory is blurred, but ......
It seems to be a good thing to do by yourself.She continued to walk forward, crossing the long Nai Ho Bridge, surrounded by large flowers on the other side, and the blue skirt of the sky and water was like a broken wave on the seaside.The white boy tugged at the corner of the ghost envoy's white clothes and asked in a low voice, "Is this still the same person from before?"
”The ghost made a silent gesture, but the ghost made the black raise his head, and kept looking at the back until it disappeared, and then gave an ambiguous answer.