Ningcai's Journey to the Underworld

What is unfolding in front of you is the complete opposite of the scenery on the wooden bridge just now. What you saw just now was black made up of low and oppressive fog, but now it is a dazzling array of white bamboos. No matter which angle you look at, there are pieces of bamboo. bamboo.

Those bamboos are not as green in spring and summer and yellow in autumn and winter as we usually see, but it seems that the whole color has been replaced by white, the sharp bamboo leaves are white, and the knotted bamboo body is also white. On the land where the bamboo forest is planted, I found that the soil is soft but not wet, and it feels soft. Such a magnificent large silver-white bamboo forest is very spectacular.

Ning Cai was shocked by such a dreamy scenery, opened his hands, raised his head and turned around, watching the bamboo leaves covering the sky above his head, and the sky was also strangely painted to match the bamboo leaves. It was as white as white, and although the sun was not visible, the sunlight was still shining in the sky, but it was not the orange or glare of the sun, but a soft incandescent light.

This is like a world of white bamboo. There are mountains and water. The water is very clear. You can see a few small fish in it. The fish are white-striped fish. It looks a bit like an ornamental fish. In addition to bamboo, there are only bamboo in the bamboo forest. There are no other plants, but it does not look monotonous, because bamboos are tall and short, thick and thin.

As if artificially designed, the size is combined into a very coordinated shape, clustered together.

In the world created with white, there is no smoky black, no fiery red, no cold blue, no creamy yellow, no fragile green, no any color in the chaotic world.

Now everything he sees and feels is white, empty and full, Ning Cai's heart is filled with the white bamboo in front of him, and the sense of satisfaction is expressed on Na's raised lips.

That's right, this is the fairy tale world he wants to see. Everything starts with the color of nothingness, and he can paint himself slowly. This is the drawing board of the world in his painting, which needs to be colored and filled by himself.

This feeling of needing herself urgently, this feeling of finding a bosom friend, Ning Cai seemed to want to blend into this world.He jumped happily in the depths of the bamboo forest, took a step, touched the bamboo pole lightly, and the bamboo swayed and fluttered, and every time he passed, there were bursts of chattering sounds when the leaves collided, which was very lively.

Ning Cai only cared about his intoxication in this world, and walked happily ahead, while King Ling followed closely behind him without making a sound, not wanting to interrupt his love for the scenery.

Seeing the unconcealable smile on his face, he himself seemed to be very happy as if he was infected. In fact, it was not because his happiness was infected, nor was it because the place he brought satisfied him, but because This is his residence. Every bamboo and soil here are made by himself. There is no reference or imagination, and it is only formed by his own preferences.

There are only a handful of people who have been here for tens of thousands of years. Even so, there are still people who have been here, but they all feel depressed and lonely for this gray and white. Only Ning Cai, who will show such relief and love when he sees this place!

This is the reason why King Ling was in a happy mood. His white and silver eyes quietly looked at the back of the young man in front of him, as if he was about to spew out two shackles to imprison the man in front of him.