Doutu Continent

On the cold and dark altar, a tall young man with his head bowed, his hands tied to a stone pillar.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

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The sound of water droplets continued to resound in the silent darkness.The young man's long and narrow peach eyes were tightly closed, and although he was in a coma, his fingers kept trembling.

tick!A drop of blood dripped from the puncture wound on his fingertip.This blood drop is perfectly round, the color is like cinnabar mixed with gold powder, it doesn't look like normal blood, it looks like a human-made substance.If you don't see it flowing out of the young man's body with your own eyes, it will make people suspect that it is fake.How could blood be this color?

How could blood be in this form?

These blood drops naturally fell to the ground from the young man's bound hands, and turned into a gel-like solid. After bouncing on the ground a few times, they made a metallic sound, and then re-liquefied like a bubble burst. .

Streams of blood slowly flowed along the pits on the ground, and gathered in the simple and complicated lines on the young man's feet, revealing an infinite sense of mystery.

tick!Every drop of blood fell to the ground and was filled into the pits, making the patterns glow darker and more complete.When the pattern was about to take shape, the young man moaned in pain, and slowly opened his empty eyes.Even if the pupils are dull, you can still get a glimpse of the past style.

"The blood of the person who paints the heart with platinum is so dazzling!" In the darkness, an old man with white hair and chicken skin bent his body and slowly came out of the darkness, saying in a hoarse voice, "My family paints with blood, which has never been seen before. Such a dazzling color. Poor, I was forcibly brought into the Demon Qin Realm, and if I stay here, even taking a breath of air will feel like eating arsenic, right?"

The young man's body woke up, but his consciousness did not.Let the other party say what in his ear, and he will not be moved.

The old man is really too old, and he doesn't know how long he has lived in this world.His face was full of wrinkles like knives and axes, with ravines and ravines.He looked at the young man, said pitiful, but waited with a smile on his face, until the other party's fingertips stopped bleeding, then he made gestures and uttered a strange incantation.

Weird pronunciation, matched with his twisted five-finger gesture.The blood flowing in the pattern boiled, flowed backwards from bottom to top, suspended in mid-air, and gathered into a golden pill.

The old man bit his own finger, and with his sharp nails, stained with his black blood, he scratched fiercely on the golden core, and in a short while, the golden core was covered with symbols.

"Eat it, and you will be able to breathe normally, and it won't be so painful. It's just that the past is like a passing cloud, and the feelings and memories of the past are like waking up from a big dream for you, and they are no longer unforgettable." The old man hoarsely said, feeding the golden pill to young people.

The young man's eyes gradually brightened.His body was changed by the power of the mysterious pattern.The facial features became more evil and charming, and even the pupils became darker and brighter. It seemed that the whole person had been purified and tempered, exuding an unusual charm.Today, he is full of temptations and dangers.

"Very good, you should wake up." The old man stepped forward to untie the chains around the young man, and helped him down from the stone pillar, grinning strangely.

Tick ​​tock!

Gu Qingzhou woke up from the dream and heard the sound of rain outside the window. After struggling with his weak body for a long time, he finally defeated the opponent, temporarily controlled his body, and got up and closed the window lightly.

He leaned against the window lattice for a while, and smiled wryly. Usually, Xie Chunfeng would take the initiative to do this kind of thing before him. Without the other party, he is really not used to it now.

Gu Qingzhou has known Xie Chunfeng since the day he entered the painting academy.They didn't live in the same dormitory, but the other party didn't know what tricks they used. The little fat man who lived with the other party only lived for less than a month, and he took the initiative to change dormitories with Gu Qingzhou, so Gu Qingzhou moved here .

This dormitory has been lived in for ten years. Even after Xie Chunfeng became a painter, his salary was improved, and he didn't ask for a change. He said that he was used to living in it, and he accepted the bed, so he couldn't sleep in another place.

I really don't know how the other party went for a few months when he went out to try out, and he didn't see any signs of haggardness from the other party because he didn't sleep well.

Gu Qingzhou panted for a while, and his body finally felt better. This time, Wu Yanshan and his party overdrawn the little cultivation base that his body had just recovered, which made his injury more serious.

He picked up an unknown pot of plants on the window sill, which was raised by his friend Xie Chunfeng.It said it would bloom, but after raising it for several years, Gu Qingzhou never saw it bloom.He was even skeptical about whether his friend raised a pot and secretly replaced it with a similar one.Otherwise, why haven't I seen this potted plant grow up after raising it for so long?

Gu Qingzhou moved it to the desk.There is a bookcase in the study, all of which are used to display the pictures of beauties drawn by Xie Chunfeng.

Others only know that Xie Chunfeng is good at painting pictures of beauties, boasting that he is like the reincarnation of heaven and man, and he is born with the ability to draw, but they don't know that his friend's previous works are poorly drawn, and they are all based on Gu Qingzhou's paintings. Going out to show off?

Xie Chunfeng once said, "My Qingzhou family is the best. No matter what I paint you, you will not be angry. It's not like those beauties outside. They are all pretentious. They can only beautify without any flaws. If you paint them Ugly, I have to instigate a bunch of admirers to fight with me. If you didn't forgive me, how could I, Xie Chunfeng, have the reputation of painting beauties today?"

But after my friend's painting skills are superb, I seldom draw him.Xie Chunfeng always said that he was not good at learning, and when he was promoted to become a painter, he would paint a painting for him that would be handed down for thousands of years.

In this way, after thousands of years, even if Gu Qingzhou becomes unknown and turns into a pile of loess, future generations will be immortalized together with the famous painter who painted this painting because of this famous painting.

Before Xie Chunfeng finished speaking, he was chased out of the yard by Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou put away the chuckle at the corner of his mouth.The other party missed the appointment.Now his house is full of collections, but they are all the dregs of his friends' paintings when they were not famous, which is ridiculous, regrettable, and a pity.

Gu Qingzhou unfolded one of the scrolls, and recalled the other party's unscrupulous appearance when he was painting.With his chest bare and his arms exposed, he sat cross-legged on the ground casually.As the saying goes, undressing is majestic, wild and natural, and informal.

Friends yearn for the freedom and ease of the painter described in "Zhuangzi·Outer Chapter·Tian Zifang".Late to the king, still moving forward slowly.Undressed and naked, still calm and composed.Undressing and painting was also praised by Song Yuanjun as a real painter.

There is a person who comes later in history, but he does not tend to follow, and he does not stand up when he is bowed, because he gives up.When ministers see it, they are as naked as undressing.Jun said: "That's right, it's a real painter."

Every time my friend reads this paragraph, he feels something, and he becomes more and more free and easy.It's just that this secret technique of "undressing the pan majestic" is said to increase its power when fighting pictures, but he only saw friends use it when they were painting.

Gu Qingzhou put away the scroll, shook his head and smiled, it turned out that he was the one who couldn't let it go.

Gu Qingzhou put this pot of non-flowering plants on a flower stand made by Xie Chunfeng in the past, and placed it with several other pots.Xie Chunfeng likes to grow flowers and plants, and he always puts a few pots in his room on weekdays, saying that the peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other in red, which is pleasing to the eye.

But now, the human face doesn't know where to go, and Tao Hua still smiles at the spring breeze.

"Xie Chunfeng, if you don't come back, these potted flowers will be killed by me." He murmured, "If these potted flowers die, there will be a few things that belong to you, and I won't remember you from now on. "

Gu Qingzhou put down the flowerpot, and also let go of his obsession.The pent-up mood gradually went away.

Outside the window, the rain gradually stopped.

The next day, Gu Qingzhou was still lying on the bed when he heard a knock on the door.

"Senior Brother Gu, it's me!" Ling Feihang's voice came from outside the door.

Gu Qingzhou opened his eyes, and raised his hand to cover his eyes because of the sunlight.He put on his coat slowly, without even combing his hair, which was loosely scattered behind his head, letting a strand of messy hair hang down his face.

As he dawdled like this, there was an urgent knock on the door outside.Ling Feihang's tone followed anxiously.

"Senior Brother Gu, are you there?"

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"Brother Gu, don't scare me, speak up!"

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Gu Qingzhou didn't answer immediately, because the exotic inspiration appeared again.

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A new dynamic emoticon package appeared in Gu Qingzhou's mind. This set of emoticons was so magical that it was circulating desperately in his mind. He almost couldn't get out of the loop, so he sang along:

Open the door, open the door, open the door, don't hide in it, I know you're home!

……

Every time he meets Junior Brother Ling, he has something new to gain.Gu Qingzhou was very moved by the initiative of the other party.

"Junior brother Ling, stop knocking, I'm at home! I'm fine!" Gu Qingzhou opened the door, let the other party in, and said softly, "Junior brother came so early today."

"Brother, I didn't come earlier than usual, it's already noon." Ling Feihang said worriedly.

"So it's already this time. It rained last night, I closed the windows in the middle of the night, and I got up late today." Gu Qingzhou rubbed his temples with a smile, temporarily forgetting the exotic inspiration he received.

Ling Feihang frowned, becoming even more worried.Every time he saw Gu Qingzhou, the other party would tie his hair tightly and be meticulous. This was the first time he saw this picture of just getting up from the sick bed without even putting on his coat.Weak as if a gust of wind can blow the opponent away.

Ling Feihang inexplicably thought of Yun Zhixian, and blushed a little.Fairy Yun is also so strong and weak, even though half of her body was buried in the pit yesterday, she suppressed her tears and kept silent, which made people feel distressed.

"Brother..." Ling Feihang hesitated to speak.They came back from Wuyan Mountain yesterday, among the disciples of the painting academy they rescued, Xie Chunfeng was not there.Although he didn't tell the other party, Senior Brother Gu must have known about it.

Ling Feihang bypassed this topic, changed his tone, and talked about the masked man in Moyuan he met yesterday.

"Senior brother Gu, I met a bastard yesterday, and he was vicious! If you meet me, be careful. Fairy Yun is such a weak woman, but she said a few words to him, and he didn't want to talk to her, and she shot and buried her Damn it! It's a pity that he ran away yesterday. If I want to meet him again, I must fight with him! Kill him!"

"Cough cough cough..." Gu Qingzhou coughed, the person the other party was looking for seemed to be him!

No, no, the person the other party is looking for is Ye Mofan, what's the matter with him, Gu Qingzhou?

Gu Qingzhou calmly accepted the other party's pat on the back, served tea and water, and after asking about the cold and warm, wiped the tears coughed up from the corner of his eyes, and said weakly: "In the eyes of the younger brother, are women weak and bully? Even if the other party has become One in a million painters?"

"No, I know that not only women are weak, but also men." Ling Feihang said and looked at him.

"..." Gu Qingzhou wanted to put on a mask to fight the opponent.Resisting the urge to kill the other party, he coughed lightly, "In the past few days, the scene of the night of the attack has vaguely appeared in my mind, so I asked Junior Brother Ling this question."

Ling Feihang hurriedly asked with concern: "What did you remember, brother?"

Gu Qingzhou said: "The hand that picks the heart is a woman."