Royal Master Painter

Chapter 32 The old ghost and the little ghost

"It really works"

Jiang Greed himself was also a little unbelievable. From Lu Daoxuan's book, he learned that his yin power was the same as the spiritual power cultivated by Danqing method, and he possessed various magical abilities, but the yin power was special.

In order to better develop and utilize his own method of piercing the color, Jiang Greed injected more yin power into the paper figurine that he carried with him, but he did not expect to receive a miraculous effect.

Ordinary attacks have no effect on the evil spirits, but the negative attacks have a significant effect.

The grandpa and grandson knelt in front of Jiang Greed, especially the bad old man who had just announced that he would punish him, and even kowtowed for mercy.

Jiang Li squatted down and looked at the two evil spirits, poked them with his fingers, and the fingers passed through their bodies directly as if they were piercing into the mist, but the Yin energy had a real texture after being transported in his hands .

As if he had discovered a new continent, Jiang Lu rubbed the kid's cheeks with his hands, making them plump and elastic.

"what's your name"

"do not know…"

"Who were you before you were alive?" Jiang Greed asked again.

"do not know…"

"Then why are you here?"

"Originally we lived in the water, but the things in the water were terrible, so we went to the shore to avoid it"

If the yin qi attached to the dead body cannot dissipate, it will become evil qi, and even part of the memory of life will be awakened after a long time. The memory of these two yin evil spirits is obviously incomplete.

Jiang Greed looked at them and didn't know what to call them. The old one had only a handful of bones left, and the young one was only at the age of bare buttocks.

"Since you don't know your own names, that's fine. I'll give you a name. You're called Little Ghost, and you're Old Ghost."

The old and the young nodded hurriedly.

"You said there was something in Sanchuan's saliva?" Jiang Greed asked curiously.

"Enen"

Jiang Li has also read a lot of novels, the more dangerous the place, the more precious it is.

"It's a corpse," said the little ghost head.

"What's so strange about a corpse? There are many shipwrecks at Sanchuankou, so there are naturally many corpses below."

"It's not the same, it's been more than 100 years since I became like this, and this corpse has been lying at the bottom of Mikawaguchi Lake when I appeared.

The other corpses either rotted or became feed for those fishes. Only this one remained the same as it was at the beginning in the past 100 years, and all the big fish also bypassed him one after another. "

"Just two years ago, this corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and then it was sitting at the bottom of the lake, muttering something..." The little devil's mouth was trembling when he spoke, obviously very scared.

The corpse wakes up?This is strange.

"Originally there were many Yin spirits in Sanchuankou, but since then, large numbers of Yin spirits have disappeared inexplicably. Many Yin spirits ran from Sanchuankou to the shore just like us."

"What about the corpse?"

"The corpse was surrounded by a cloud of black air, and then a white-headed crow flew out of it"

Jiang Greed listened to the old ghost and the little ghost talking to each other, and the corpse at Sanchuankou might really be something terrifying.

He also inquired about the things he wanted to inquire about, and Jiang Gu thought it would be better to avoid Sanchuankou as much as possible.

But when he was about to leave, the two ghosts, the old and the young, followed him all the time, neither far nor close.

Jiang Greed walked faster and faster, and trotted a few steps, and the old devil and the little devil followed closely in the air.

"Why are you following me?"

"I don't know either," said the little devil.

"Then why are you following me?" Jiang Greed asked.

The old ghost smiled and showed his teeth, and his whole body floated on top of Jiang Li's head.

"I didn't follow you, it's just that the road you're going to take is the same as the one I'm going to take"

Jiang Greed spread out his palm, and a paper crane flew up with its wings fluttering.

The old ghost and the little ghost had just seen the power of the paper man, and when they saw it, their complexion changed drastically and they hurriedly hid away.

The damage done to people by this paper figurine or paper crane is far less direct than that of painted spirits, but it is very lethal to these ghosts.

Feeling that the old devil and the little devil had no malicious intentions other than pranks, Jiang Li put away the paper crane and the two Yin spirits followed behind him.

Song Yu was waiting for him not far ahead, without any sign of impatience.

After searching for a whole day, neither of them found the kind of beautiful scenery that they could describe. As the sky got darker, the light in the forest became darker and darker.

"There are six days, don't rush for a while, let's find a place to rest first," Jiang Li said.

“Also good”

Jiang Greed found a soft meadow and lay down. He saw a wild flower with a strange appearance beside him. The flower at the top of half a person's height was blooming with light blue light under the night.

He grabbed one casually, and the blue flower dissipated in mid-air like a dandelion.

"Look at this flower, it's so strange..."

Jiang Greed called out twice, but Song Yu didn't respond.

Thinking that something bad happened, Jiang Greed suddenly sat up, while Song Yu was not far away with his back turned to him, and he was fascinated by what he saw, and the whole person stayed in place.

"Song Yu? What are you doing?"

After pushing away the weeds in front of him, a large sea of ​​flowers appeared in front of him, all of which were the magical flowers just now.

The treetops cover the moonlight, the mountains and rivers are boundless, and a large blue flower field grows on the open and dark field. The stars are like dreams and dreams, like stars twinkling in the night sky, like the Milky Way spreading across the earth.

The soft blue light pulled Jiang Li into a dream for a long time before he came back to his senses, and Song Yu was even more fascinated by it.

The gentle wind blows across the flower field, and the petals gather together and turn into a blue light that rises and sways into the night with the wind. This kind of beauty seems to be left by the immortals, and it should not belong to the world!

The blue petals wrap Jiang Li and Song Yu in it, and the elegant fragrance comes from the tip of the nose, which is clear but not strong, which is the best in the world.

"Old ghost, what kind of flower is this?" Jiang Greed asked.

"Orchid grass, usually like a weed, blooms only once in a lifetime from when it grows to when it withers."

The old ghost and the little ghost have lived here for a hundred years and are very familiar with this flower.

"Jiang Greed, this is the good fortune I want to learn from, and this is here," Song Yu said a little excitedly.

"congratulation"

Some people may not be able to find the moment that can shake the soul after traveling through thousands of mountains. Song Yu found it, and this is his good fortune.

"How is your recovery?"

Song Yu was a little worried when he thought that Jiang Greed had exhausted all his spiritual power in the Yunying Tower in the past few days, and he had no ability to protect himself at Sanchuankou.

"Don't worry, the aura here is much stronger than outside, and I've recovered at least seven or eighty-eight times now," Jiang Li said.

"If that's the case, I'll stay here"

"Okay, this Orchid Grass sprouts in ten years, buds in ten years, blooms in ten years, and fades away at the snap of a finger.

This flower field will bloom one after another in the past three days, and you have three days to copy them onto your drawing paper. "

"Take root throughout your life, and the nutrients you draw from the earth bloom in full bloom at the last moment of your life. It is short but shocking. This is the beauty of the world."

No matter how skilled a painter is, he will never be able to surpass the ingenuity of nature. Learning how to layout and coloring from this rare spectacle in the world is undoubtedly a huge opportunity for painters to learn from nature.

(End of this chapter)