"There is no mink in your painting." Luan Bird asked in a low voice, "Is it the King of Lingshan who forbid you to paint? Because the King of Snow Mountain is originally a mink, so he doesn't like mink?"
There are no lamps and candles in the hall, only the moonlight shines in through the glazed windows.
From the four walls to the vaulted ceiling, there are thousands of monsters in the frescoes of the hall with different shapes and fine hair.
The demon eyes were lit with brilliant golden paint, and under the silver moonlight, countless pairs of demon eyes showed an icy look, as if they were alive.
Since Luan Bird has seen murals and "court painters", those shadows have always appeared in her mind and lingered. She knew that she should not come again, it was dangerous, but the mural seemed to have a strange magic that attracted her and made her fear and yearn. The Banquet of Ten Thousand Demons is approaching day by day, and the day is coming for the little demons to perform, but she is absent-minded in rehearsing dances and practicing songs.
"That painter is a good monster, he will never say it." With this thought, Luanniao finally gathered up the courage and sneaked into the hall at night to chat with the "court painter".
After going back and forth, they became acquainted.
The painter heard the words and smiled, but there was a hint of sadness between his brows.
He looked gentle and never seemed to get angry.
"I've painted before," he said.
The artist took out a scroll from his sleeve and slowly unfolded it.
On the slightly yellowed drawing paper, snow flakes are flying all over the sky, cold plums are slanting, a small white mink nests next to the snowdrifts, and behind it are the bright star trails in the night sky and snow-capped mountains.
The sable brows and eyes are smart, and the jade snow is cute, which makes the demon forget the vulgarity.
Luan Bird praised: "This painting is really good! It is better than painting other monsters."
When painting this painting, King Lingshan didn't have good paper or ink, and his painting skills were not perfect. He was far less skilled than he is now, but his brushstrokes are delicate and full of strong emotions. It is really his most proud painting.
Such a satisfactory masterpiece, but there is no monster to share, no monster to praise. It is a pity that there is a night of brocade clothes, and the pearl is dusty.
Luan Bird said: "It's a pity. I see that there is also a mink missing in this mural."
The painter said, "A monster is coming."
Luanniao was startled, and she heard footsteps outside the hall. She was frightened and flew out of the glazed window in a hurry, but did not forget to add: "I'll come back to play with you tomorrow night!"
The painter stood alone in the tall and wide hall, looking around the walls: "Yes, there's still a mink."
He walked along the wall, as if admiring his own work, thinking about where to add a stroke, a mink.
The sound of footsteps approached, and the demon general who entered the hall fell to the ground: "Your Majesty."
King Lingshan didn't look back, he was still looking at the mural: "Speak."
The gray wolf demon general considered and said: "The tiger general privately transferred his demon soldiers to the direction of White River City. Do you want to send an order to recall him?"
The king of Lingshan shook his head: "Let him go, only after suffering a loss will he know that he is a catty."
…
The night wind blows, the clouds gather and disperse, and the shadow of the moon appears and disappears, making the spire of the Demon Suppression Tower in the distance flicker and dim.
Meng Xueli woke up from drinking and his thinking became clear.
He asked Chu Hua: "King Baihe is recruiting demons who are good at climbing or flying? It's better to go to the sky?"
Chu Hua didn't understand why Elder Meng suddenly thought of this, and replied in confusion, "Yes."
Meng Xueli: "What do you see in the sky?"
Bi You: "There are clouds."
"anything else?"
Ruan Hui: "The stars and the moon."
Meng Xueli said with a smile, "And the Demon Suppression Pagoda."
Towers rose up. The demon trapped and locked is in the sky, between the clouds and the stars and the moon.
Chu Hua shuddered again: "Elder Meng means... King Baihe wants to go to the town demon tower?"
The "Monster Town Tower" is not a tourist attraction by the Baihe River, but the most dangerous prison in the demon world.
The demon who wants to go to the tower has only one purpose - to rescue the traitorous demon.
Ruan Hui and Bi You looked at each other, seeming to be frightened by this kind of speculation: "If the King of Lingshan finds out, wouldn't he have to send troops to fight? Baihe and Lingshan have a battle?"
Meng Xueli realized that his words were inappropriate, and the half-demon was timid. It was really inappropriate to talk about these things at night. He could talk about something during the day, at least let the child laborers get a good night's sleep.
Meng Xueli: "I'm just guessing. It's not early, so go back and rest."
After the half-demons said their goodbyes, the terrace was quiet. The wind blew the bead curtain with a crisp sound, Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli stood side by side, watching from afar in silence.
Meng Xueli shook Ji Xiao's hand back: "When you rescued me, I promised you to be a human again, to change to a vegetarian diet, and to forget the past, but I never did."
Ji Xiao lowered his eyes to look at him, and said lightly: "The Daoist couple is one. I am willing to share it for you. You shouldn't think like that."
Meng Xueli hurriedly apologized: "I was wrong, don't annoy me."
Ji Xiao looked at the Demon Suppression Tower, and his tone was a little softer: "Do those two demons have an old relationship with you?"
This sentence had no beginning or end, but Meng Xueli understood it. Ji Xiao is willing to help him with the past, and is willing to learn about his past, just like he is often envious of Hu Si, because the latter participated in Ji Xiao's youth.
Meng Xueli pondered: "The friendship is not deep. But Bai He and Zihu are subordinates of King Lingshan. They must know what happened before and after King Lingshan poisoned me."
The python, the ferret, and the peacock were originally three friends.
Three years ago, he was betrayed by a giant python and hunted to the Outer Lands. When the incident happened, Que Xianming was playing in the world, and whoever knew the most about "how the giant python planned to poison the mink" must be the five closest old generals under the command of King Lingshan.
When the giant python got up, when he made up his mind, and when he started to act, he didn't realize it, and when he thought about it carefully, he was full of doubts. In other words, why did the giant python turn back, can he be sorry for him
That memory was too painful, Meng Xueli was reluctant to think about it before, and even had an escaping mentality of "I've started over again, why don't I mention the past again", and didn't try to figure it out.
Why would you want to think about it now? Because after having Ji Xiao, life is sweet enough, and he is no longer afraid of any suffering.
Ji Xiao said: "If you want to go to the tower and ask, I will accompany you."
Meng Xueli didn't answer, how could he let Dao Companions take risks
He wrapped his arms around Ji Xiao's neck and changed the subject: "Beautiful scenery, waste will be punished by God, let's go to sleep."
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The three half-demon's room is next door, and the furnishings are the same as Meng Xueli Jixiao's room.
Biyou closed the door, and the excitement of living in a luxury viewing room for the first time has been replaced by worry.
"I think Elder Meng's speculation is justified." Chu Hua said, "The Great King Baihe lives at the bottom of the river all the year round, why did he suddenly want to go to heaven? The time is just before the Ten Thousand Demons Conference?"
Ruan Hui is cautious by nature: "It's hard to figure out the matter of the big demon. Let's ship the goods tonight and leave White River City tomorrow!"
Bi You said to Chu Hua, "Then you go on the road with us. When you arrive at the Hei Shanzhai, you can hide from the limelight with the undercover guy over there. If everything is peaceful in Baihe, you will come back."
In the past few years, there have been frequent wars in the demon world, and it has become common for various places to cooperate with each other in secret.
Chu Hua scratched at the cat's ears: "Okay. We ship it tonight, and we'll run together tomorrow!"
In the other room, Meng Xueli was holding the Taoist companion and turning to the bed. The unique water bed of Baihe City Inn is made of fish maw to make a smooth outer skin, which is filled with warm water, and covered with a thin layer of shark gauze, which is soft and comfortable. When the person presses on, the sound of the water is faint, and through the shark yarn, one can feel the warm and full water bed.
He pressed the Taoist companion, and was about to untie the lapel of Ji Xiao's outer robe, even a little impatient, because he was afraid that the other party would speak indifferently and put forward requirements such as "practice swordsmanship" and "cultivation".
Fortunately, Ji Xiao did not.
Ji Xiao let Meng Xueli move, his expression gentle and tolerant.
Looking at the face of the saint who bullied Frost and Sai Xue, Meng Diao became embarrassed and explained indiscriminately as a thief:
"I'll just hold you to sleep and do nothing else. Take off your robe and sleep more comfortably. If you don't meditate tonight, let's experience the 'Baihe Waterbed', which is also a specialty. It's a long way to go, come here... "