Cheongna walked to the box, and the old woman stroked the box with her hand. I saw a very faint light flashing on the mark between the lid and the box body, and then the box was opened.
"You two are holding this jar alone."
The old woman spoke, asking me and the husband to help this jar. I didn't know what to do, and Minfu was stunned.
"Hurry up." Po Yun urged, her tone a little harsh. The civilian husband fought a cold war and quickly held on to the jar.
I also slowly held on to the jar. Qingluo still didn't recognize me, and slowly opened the cylinder and pulled out a picture scroll from it.
This is a very old picture scroll. I don't know how many years old it is. The corners of the picture scroll are worn out, and Qingluo slowly unfolds the painting. I saw that the whole picture was groggy. There was a long road. On both sides of the road was a rushing river. At the end of the road, there was a very wide gate.
The painting is like this, there is no character, only this dim scene.
I don't know why, when I saw this painting, I was immediately touched by the desolate and solemn atmosphere in the painting. I was inexplicably bitter in my heart. I only felt that the hardships and sufferings I had suffered in the past two years have all flooded my mind and felt very uncomfortable in my heart.
Not only did I feel uncomfortable, but Minhu also felt uncomfortable. Looking at the painting, my eyes turned red.
This painting, just like that song by the river, can move people's minds. The more I watched it, the more I felt that it was not in my heart. I turned my head and stopped looking at it.
But Minfu seemed to be unable to control his eyes, his eye circles were red, but he still stared at the painting.
"Why are your eye circles red?"
"I... I don't know..." Minfu looked at Po Yun and said, "It's just... I suddenly missed my parents..."
"When you're done, if you think about your parents, go and see them."
"I can't see... They are all dead..."
"Who said that people who have passed away can't be seen?" The sternness in Yun Po's tone disappeared, and she still said with a smile: "After you finish your work, I will teach you a way to see your dead relatives."
"Really?" Minfu opened his eyes wide.
"I'm such an old person, will I still lie to you?" Yun Po said: "Okay, let's get to work first."
Qingluo didn't say a word, but frowned slightly, and took the scroll in her hand toward the jar. As I get closer, I can see more clearly. This painting is indeed very dilapidated. It may have been repaired many times before and after it. It seems that the whole painting will be turned into dust with just a touch.
At this time, the old woman raised her hand and opened the jar. As soon as the jar was opened, there seemed to be an invisible force inside, rumbling. The jar shook very badly. My husband and I pressed the jar vigorously to hold it down.
At this moment, I understood why this jar should be packed in this box. As soon as the jar was opened, it shook violently. If the box was not jammed and two people were asked to hold it down, the jar might roll outside.
The jar was shaking more and more fiercely, and Minfu and I had to use our best to push it down. After shaking for a while, a dim light was emitted from the jar, and the intricate light curled up, and finally all floated in front of the painting.
At this moment of flashing light, my eyes seem to
After spending it, I vaguely saw that the river in the painting seemed to be flowing. Thousands of dim light, all converged into the flowing river.
When all of these lights slowly gathered into the picture scroll, this broken old painting that was not touchable seemed to have been briefly repaired.
The light in the jar was about to dissipate, and at the moment when the light was about to dissipate, Qingluo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stretched out her hand and slammed Minfu's shoulder.
Minfu was unprepared, being pushed like this, his whole person lay forward. When he lay down, he touched the box, and I couldn't hold back the collision, and he sat down on the ground.
Whoosh!
Just when Minfu and I were tumbling to the ground one after another, the last light in the jar rushed out like lightning. With a strong murderous intent and a hint of chill, this light flashed into the air against the box, followed by a volley, and then sank into the picture scroll.
I was taken aback. This light is obviously terrible. If there is no temporary push from Qingluo, Minfu and I will definitely be recruited.
"The big boss..." Po Yun looked at Qing Luo, obviously she didn't expect Qing Luo to do this, but she didn't dare to blame Qing Luo.
"Every time I have to do this, I can't bear it." Qing Luo rolled up the scroll in her hand, put it back in the cylinder, and said, "Po Yun, you don't blame me."
"Big boss, if the two people didn't suppress the hostility in the end, this painting would be almost as if it hadn't been repaired..." Yun Po said, "Big boss, this..."
"Poor Yun, don't say it anymore, I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to lie down." Qing Luo didn't say so much to Po Yun, turned around and said, "You let them go, don't embarrass them."
"Yes..." Yun Po had no choice but to nod her head in agreement.
Minfu and I were called out by Po Yun, and then we left the boat and came to the bank of the river. The master had been waiting on the shore, and when he saw us coming out, he was obviously surprised. I didn't expect that Minhu and I could still come out alive.
I looked at the master, and the anger in my heart stopped. When this old guy called me and the man's husband on the boat, he knew that we would be killed in the end.
"I'm back?" The master's face was not as thick as usual, and he immediately came over to talk to us like a okay person.
I ignored him and kept thinking in my heart. Now things are finally getting a little bit brighter. People on the road of the world are earning their lives everywhere, just to repair this very old painting. The collected lifespan may not be fully absorbed by the ancient paintings for a time. It is necessary to have the lives of living people suppress those messy lifespans and seal the lifespan in the paintings to allow the ancient paintings to recover a little.
Some things are already obvious by now. Fortunately, I met Wei Dao before and listened to him talk about the past. He said that once the road to the world appeared, Huang Quantu would follow it.
Does that ancient painting become what Wei Dao said
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look back, and the boat was still docked. If that ancient painting is a picture of Huangquan, how could Qingluo control the ancient painting? How did she suddenly become a human being
At this moment, a trace of suspicion appeared in my heart. I wondered if Qingluo had been pretending to be confused from the beginning. However, this suspicion soon dissipated, and I knew what kind of person Cheongna was. What's more, until now, she is still kind-hearted and can't bear it
Watching Minfu and I die, pushed us at the last minute.
Doing so means that this ancient painting has hardly been repaired, but Cheongna doesn't care about it.
I was puzzled. Looking at the boat, I wondered if I should recognize Qingluo.
I really want to get acquainted with her, and then ask how she became the leader of the world. But I don't dare to be so rash. I haven't fully figured out what the situation is now. Once there is an accident and Qingluo can't protect me, I will be in danger.
"Let's, when can we leave?" Minfu was frightened in the middle of the night, and then whispered: "If it doesn't work, let's... let's go secretly..."
"How to go..." I could see clearly that not only Master Yun, but also Po Yun on the boat, were watching both of us. Po Yun agreed to Qing Luo face to face and would not hurt us. However, there is also Master here, and Po Yun does not do anything, Master will also use us to operate.
Again, things have reached this point, we still have to calm down and adapt to changes. My body has not fully recovered yet, but I feel that I still have a glimmer of hope for dealing with the three or four of the master, but as long as Po Yun is present, once I turn my face, I cannot have a way to survive.
At this moment, the big ship in the distance suddenly appeared for a while, and dozens of civilians in the shallow water suddenly fry the pot and scurried around. A spray of water rose up in the shallow water, and there was a thousand strands of black air between the sprays.
Black air filled the surface of the river, and the water splashes and springs gurgled like a spring. I don't know what happened. However, based on my experience, I feel that there must be something under the river.
"Something happened over there!" As soon as Po Yun saw the scene there, she immediately greeted her master and said, "I'll go and see. You stay here."
Yun Po's boat turned around and drove over there. When the boat was far away, the master beckoned to me and the husband and said, "You two, come here and do some more work. You will be fine and you will be able to go home."
The two of us followed Master and walked towards the east side of the river beach. This is a deserted beach. There are many such deserted beaches in the big river beach. To the east is a wasteland full of weeds. When you came here, the master pointed to the overgrown weeds and said: "You two, each cut two large bundles of weeds. Once you're done cutting it, you will be finished."
Believing that it was true, Minfu immediately bent over to mow the grass. We also don't have a sickle, so we can only pull it directly with our hands. While pulling the weeds, I kept watching the movement around me.
The master stood aside, as if he was a supervising worker, but after following him, his two companions quietly gathered from behind.
I stayed quiet, and when the opponent got close, I suddenly jumped over.
As soon as I turned my head, I saw a sharp blade of light, I lowered my head and hid, and took advantage of the situation and kicked the person who was rushing towards the husband.
The man was shocked, and at this time, he didn't care about anything and turned around and ran away. When he ran like this, one person hurriedly pursued, and the remaining one, even the master at the same side, approached me.
The master had never moved his hands before, and he seemed to be very weak, he was a bad old man. However, when he really started to start, I suddenly realized that Master is also a master, but he hides it deeply.
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