Chapter 510
Regarding the phenomenon just now, Ye Bai became more and more curious.

What is the magic of this painting?
Aside from being able to kill people, why are others not allowed to copy it?
Ye Bai found a huge rock, split it into two with the Tiandao Umbrella, and made a very flat and smooth stone surface.

"Again!"

Qingli didn't care, took out a small knife and began to carve on the rock.

Although it was carved on a solid rock, it was still very easy for a mysterious master like Qingli. The painting was so small that it was completed quickly.

When Qingli carved the last knife, there was a sudden bang, and the corner of the stone that Qingli was holding on to was shattered, and then the whole stone scattered around the landscape painting in a cracked shape.

The rock that was originally very solid, even after so many years of ocean waves hadn't been eroded away, unexpectedly shattered into gravel and fell to the ground, blowing away with the wind.

Seeing this scene, Qingli spread his hands, "Believe it this time."

Ye Bai was dumbfounded, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the pair of gravel, he was a little speechless.

Qingli was also quite helpless, "Forget it, the painting was originally in the hands of my master, but it disappeared later. Now that my master is gone, I think it is an ominous thing, so don't worry about it."

The astonishment on Ye Bai's face remained undiminished, and he pointed to the pile of gravel and said.

"I see clearly! This time I see clearly the man in the painting, he... he seems to be my master!"

Qingli frowned slightly, "Your master? No way, my father is your master?"

This time it was Qingli's turn to be surprised, the people in the painting were Qingli's parents, as Qingli's master had said when he showed her the real painting.

Qingli's father was drawn into the painting first, and he was standing at the foot of the mountain at first.

Later, Qingli's mother was also drawn into the painting, and by that time his father had already walked halfway up the mountain.

Although when she was a child, Qingli felt that her parents were not dead, but just entered the painting and became immortals, but as she got older, this unrealistic idea became less and less.

She knew that her parents were dead, and the fairy tale master made up might be just a white lie.

If she hadn't found out that there would be visions when copying this painting, I'm afraid she would have given up on researching this painting long ago.

The person in the painting is Qingli's father, Ye Bai said it was his master, could it be the same person?

Ye Bai frowned, the person in this painting is definitely his master Su Changqing.

He had just seen the phantom of the master, the demeanor, the strength of character, the back, are exactly the same, there is absolutely no mistake.

And one thing Ye Bai can be sure of is that his master, Su Changqing, will definitely not be Qingli's father.

The timing of the two of them is totally different. According to the master's notes, he had broken into the void and went to another world hundreds of years ago. Qingli is only in his 20s this year, and the two of them are not the same people of time and space.

But Qingli also insisted that this person is her father, which made Ye Bai a little surprised, what is going on with this painting?

Just when Ye Bai and Qingli stopped arguing and fell into deep thought, the gravel that was broken on the ground just now moved with the wind and rolled on the beach.

The tiny gravels are arranged in an extremely regular manner, as if someone is manipulating them.

In a few seconds, the gravel formed a portrait of a woman on the beach, exactly the woman in the landscape painting just now.

He Qingli's painting is slightly different, the figure of the woman in the painting is a bit bloated, there is only one back view, and the front cannot be seen clearly.

Because Qingli hasn't seen the original painting for so many years, every time he paints, he knows that the painting is his mother, so every time he paints, he subjectively draws the woman in the painting to be more beautiful, so there are a lot of deviations.

Ye Bai also understood at this time, it seems that the woman formed by the gravel is the real woman in the original painting.

The sea breeze blew past, and the gravel moved again, and the woman on the beach suddenly waved her arm under the blow of the sea breeze.

With the sliding of the arm, two lines of words appeared on the beach again.

Immediately afterwards, another strong wind blew, all the gravel was scattered, and the beach became very flat again.

Seeing this scene, Ye Bai and Qingli looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

If this is not considered a miracle, then what can be considered a miracle?

Although the wind was blowing very fast just now, both of them could clearly see the two lines of writing left by the woman in the painting waving her hands.

"The North Road of Zhushan Mountain is full of clouds, and the dark yellow is broken under the gray dog."

Ye Bai read this sentence several times, but no matter how much he read it, he still couldn't understand the chill in it.

Zhushan?

He had never heard of this place name before. He took out his mobile phone and checked it, but there was no place that met the requirements.

Why did this woman show up, and what did she want to tell them by leaving these two sentences?
Ye Bai sighed helplessly, and sat on the beach with Qingli, the two were silent for a long time, neither of them spoke.

……

The night passed like this, and Qingli didn't know when he fell asleep, maybe it was too tired, maybe the firelight was too cozy, maybe it was because he used his brain too much.

When Qingli opened his eyes, the sun in the distance had just crossed the sea level.

Qingli felt the warmth around her, and when she raised her head, she suddenly found herself falling asleep in Ye Bai's arms!
Qingli broke free in a jerk, her face blushed instantly, she had never had such intimate contact with a man before.

Even if there was, it was because he was close to Ye Bai when he chased and killed Ye Pingsheng last time.

Qingli bit her lip, feeling a little complicated, this guy is really her enemy!
Ye Bai also opened his eyes, but his expression was not very cheerful. He spent a whole night thinking about it last night but couldn't figure out why, which made Ye Bai very depressed.

"Qingli, what are you going to do today?"

Regarding the short-term ambiguity just now, Ye Bai kept silent about it, and Qingli also breathed a sigh of relief, but she was afraid that this guy would say something that would embarrass her.

"Today... Today I still have to find my senior brother. If he still refuses to sober up, then I will beat him until he sobers up!"

Thinking of this, Qingli clenched her fists, a ruthless look appeared on her face, she couldn't be soft-hearted this time.

Although she is not confident that she can defeat Xiong Tairan, but this time with Ye Bai by her side, this guy is a super thug, even Qiu Tianba has suffered in his hands, and it is estimated that the senior brother may not be his opponent.

Ye Bai nodded, he came this time to protect Qingli's safety, besides, Ye Bai now feels that he has been involved in this matter.

If it had nothing to do with him, then why did the woman in the painting appear out of thin air and leave him a few words?
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like