Chapter 336 Painting the Soul
After Han Li came to Huqi Mountain, he rarely dreamed, because he was very tired from climbing and running around in the mountains every day, so he fell asleep quickly as soon as he slept.
Sleep until dawn.
Even the night wind couldn't blow Han Li.
Accustomed to the cold of the night, used to it all.
As a result.
Tonight somehow, I suddenly dreamed again, but I didn't seem to dream, and it was still tossing and turning, and in the dream, it was flying, flying around the clouds and mountains.
It's as if nothing has happened, nothing has been dreamed of.
That's it anyway.
Well, the only feeling is as if the blue-eyed fox is staring at him from a distance, on a mountain in the distance, watching from afar, not approaching.
Aware of her eyes, he rolled over to the other side.
Don't come face-to-face with her.
The rest is gone.
So when I woke up the next day, I forgot about it, and I didn't have any impression of it, and I yawned, and my head still woke up heavily.
"Wang!" "Wang!" "Wang!" rhubarb shouted energetically.
"What the hell. ”
Han Li pouted there a little angrily, unhappy, rolled his eyes, muttered that he had just stretched his waist and stood up, looking left and right.
Han Xiaomiao is cooking in the distance.
While sitting by the fire and cooking porridge, he stared at Han Li deadly, like a leopard staring at a sheep and about to eat Han Li.
"I'll go, what are you doing here, eat me. ”
Han Li didn't hesitate, rolled his eyes, got up and dodged away, ignoring her, "You don't have to cook my food, I can do it myself." ”
He knew there was a stream in the distance to wash his face.
I'm going to go there and wash up.
Then.
Huanglong Zhenren woke up, walked out, and said righteously: "Xiao Li, you have been running in this mountain for more than ten days, and you are all familiar with it, so today, the master will give you a task, you go and complete it." ”
"Mission?!"
Stunned.
Then he agreed, "Okay, Master, you say." ”
The tone is a little lazy.
Han Xiaomiao was unhappy, "What kind of attitude do you have, Master has a nurturing grace for you, why do you talk like that." ”
"It's a matter of the two of us, it's none of your business, you, mind what you're saying. ”
Han Li sneered.
But his tone changed, and he said seriously: "Master, if you have anything, even if you tell me, the disciple will definitely do it." ”
"Well, good. ”
Huang Long Zhenren pointed to the painting in his hand and said, "You take this painting to the Black Water Swamp to find the soul painter, well, remember, don't lose the painting before you see the soul painter, if the soul painter is difficult for you, show him the painting, and the rest will be fine." ”
Then he turned around and entered the cave again.
Han Li was stunned, "What, go, go to the Black Water Swamp and find the Soul Painter." Looking at his painting, he understood a little, "Could it be that this painting is painted by a soul man, no wonder it is so expressive, it must be." ”
"But why let yourself go, this, what does this mean. ”
Hurriedly ran to the mouth of the cave and asked, "Master, you, what are you doing here?" ”
"Well, didn't I tell you? Take the painting and go to the painting soul man, other things, nothing, just go and find it. ”
"Huh?!"
Han Li looked at the painting, not knowing what to say.
Then.
Han Xiaomiao shouted again, "Master, he doesn't want to go, I'll go, I'll help you run errands." "Walking over and snatching the painting from Han Li's hand.
Han Limeng said, "What do you know, okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go." I had to arch my hand to Huanglong Zhenren, and I didn't say much.
Walk out of the mountain.
"What is this for? ”
Painting soul people, paintings of real people with five dragons.
Han Li had a lot of thoughts in his heart, tossing and turning and couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out, but he still walked towards the mountain little by little, and only remembered it when he walked and walked.
I don't know where the Blackwater Swamp is.
"I'm going, I don't know where, how to go. ”
I'm ready to go back.
Seeing that the white dragon was waiting for him in the distance, he saw that he waved his hand again and again, and it was at the creek, as if he had calculated that Han Li would go there to wash.
"Well, it's okay to ask Bailong, anyway, Huanglong Zhenren is reluctant to say more. ”
Strode over.
"You're alright. ”
The first greeting that Bai Long said was different, showing concern, and there were some other flavors, as if he wanted to tell Han Li that he knew something was happening.
Han Li laughed, "What can it be, Huanglong Zhenren is my master, what can my master do to me, okay." "Stretched.
I put the painting under my armpit and went to wash my face with the stream water.
"That's good, that's good. ”
"Haha, of course. ”
Han Li, who was happy, didn't mention what Huanglong Zhenren said to himself.
Instead, Bailong said, "I asked my father, my father has never seen Wulong Zhenren, the fox has a short lifespan, he was not born, Wulong Zhenren died, so I don't know, well, as for the broken temple, he doesn't know, so I don't have anything to help you." ”
"Don't think about it, uh, I, I already know that. ”
"What, it's clear, what about you, what about you. ”
"Haha, yes. ”
Han Li's feelings for the White Dragon were still very special, so he said directly, "What my master father admitted was the reincarnation of the Five Dragons Zhenren, and it was because of this that he adopted me. ”
Haha laughed.
"Wow!" all of a sudden.
Zhao Jia suddenly jumped up from the top of the mountain, and suddenly appeared silently, "Sure enough, it seems that what the blue-eyed fox said is true." ”
The whole person fell into contemplation and did not say a word.
Han Li couldn't help but laugh, "Why are you still making a surprise attack, hmph, eavesdropping on me, it's boring." ”
"I didn't mean to, I just happened to hear it. ”
Zhao Jia gave up.
Han Li shook his head, "Okay, okay, Huanglong Zhenren knows, it means, the other masters also know, then it's not a secret, haha, it's a small matter, a small matter." ”
"It's not a trivial matter, you, you ••••••"
"I know what you're going to say, about the calamity? Hmph, it's possible that I'm not alive anymore, I, but I have to live well, since I'm a calamity, I can't die easily. ”
"Yes, yes. ”
The white dragon nodded.
Zhao Jia was silent.
Instead, Han Li laughed, "If you come here, you will be safe, since you have met it, don't think about it, well, let's take care of the things in front of you, by the way, I just have something in front of me, I want to ask you two for help." ”
"You say. ”
"Just say it. ”
The two of them also had some feelings for Han Li, and nodded seriously.
Han Li played with the painting in his hand, "This painting should be painted by the Soul Man, my master Huang Long Zhenren asked me to take the painting to find the Soul Painter, you say it's not a coincidence, haha, it's not a coincidence." ”
"Well, what a coincidence. ”
"It's a coincidence, it's not a book. ”
"I was about to go and see it, but I didn't expect to go. ”
"It's right, so naturally I'm going to take a trip. ”
The two of them were very satisfied with the formation of this time, and they were very happy, and they nodded again and again, expressing their willingness to follow, "We will lead the way for you." ”
"Well, okay, let's go. ”
After drinking a sip of stream water, rinsing his mouth, brushing his teeth, the whole person was completely awake, moved his waist and limbs, stopped inking, and waved his hand: "Let's go, I will draw a soul man." ”