Chapter 133: One Flower, One World
Presidential Suite of Xulong Hotel.
There are two easels in the luxurious living room, one of which hangs the hand of Ye Guosheng, a painter who is a little famous in China, and the painting is a handsome woman in white. Ye Guosheng was very excited after dreaming of the woman in white in Xiangmeng's coffin, and immediately started to paint this painting, but after finishing the painting, he wanted to tear it off, and it was Long Quansheng who stopped him in time to save the only painting depicting the appearance of the woman in white.
Now there is no more Xiangmeng in the coffin, and this painting has indeed become the only work.
Boss Yang and Ye Guosheng have the same opinion, they are not satisfied with this only work, Boss Yang feels that this painting lacks the charm of the woman in white and its unique aura, Ye Guosheng is famous for landscape painting, and portrait painting is not his forte. So Long Quansheng found Liang Weiquan, who became famous for his portraits. Long Quansheng originally wanted Liang Weiquan to also draw a portrait of a woman in white and give it to Boss Yang, but he didn't know that he was a step too late, and the coffin of Xiangmeng was destroyed by Zhang Xiaobei.
There was a blank piece of paper hanging on another easel, and Liang Weiquan was sitting in front of this easel at this time.
Boss Yang wanted to redraw the portrait of the woman in white with the efforts of him and Liang Weiquan, based on the painting left by Ye Guosheng, plus the image of the woman in white in his own mind and borrowing the brush in Liang Weiquan's hand, he felt that he could definitely redraw a more perfect portrait.
Boss Yang stood in front of Ye Guosheng's painting, pondered for a while, and then began to point out the country, "I think he painted his eyes bigger, here you draw a little smaller, more watery, and this face is a little sharp." Oops, this Ye Guosheng is about to be painted into an Internet celebrity face, you draw this face a little rounder......"
Although Liang Weiquan said that he didn't like to paint according to other people's ideas like now, he took a lot of benefits from Long Quansheng, and since he took other people's things, of course, he could only rely on other people's dictation.
Long Quansheng was also in this presidential suite at this time, he was sitting by the wine cabinet and drinking, and he did not participate in the ongoing creation of Boss Yang and Liang Weiquan.
Tonight he can be said to have lost a thousand-year-old coffin for no reason, he has been galloping in the mall for many years, and has encountered a lot of investment losses, and every time he will try to minimize the loss or make up for it from somewhere else.
Although the thousand-year-old coffin is a priceless treasure, there are many uncertain factors, first of all, no one can say whether this thing is ominous, and how long can this strange fragrance last? Could it be that even if there is no drop of the young man's blood, the strange fragrance in the coffin will disappear one day.
But what Long Quansheng has to consider now is not the original value of Xiangmeng's coffin, but how to recover tonight's losses. He now has an extra chip in his hand, that is Zhang Xiaobei, who has been reduced to a prisoner, he has ordered someone to investigate the details of this Zhang Xiaobei, and his intuition tells him that Zhang Xiaobei is not a simple young man.
Long Quansheng has to see more thoroughly than ordinary people, when he was in the exhibition hall, he had already seen that Zhang Xiaobei was a person who was very good at hiding himself, Zhang Xiaobei in the screen of the monitoring room and Zhang Xiaobei in the exhibition hall gave him the feeling of two different people.
He felt that Zhang Xiaobei was wearing a mask in front of them, and Long Quansheng wanted to know if Zhang Xiaobei hidden under that mask could create a little value for him, which was why he continued to imprison Zhang Xiaobei.
It's just that Long Quansheng didn't know that Zhang Xiaobei had more than one mask.
Zhang Xiaobei repeatedly instructed Xiang Yu in the black realm, but Xiang Yu thought he was annoying, so he cut off the communication without saying a word.
After Zhang Xiaobei and Xiang Yu ended their communication, he was not in a hurry to leave the black realm, because he vaguely felt that this black realm seemed to be different from the past.
He heard a faint sound, like the warbler of a newborn chick, or the silver chime of a breeze floating.
Zhang Xiaobei walked towards the source of the sound, the place of rebirth is the boundless white land, but here is the eternal night.
Zhang Xiaobei soon saw a little light in the distance, very faint, faint as if this layer of dark night could completely cover its light.
The chimetry of the warbler came from that little light.
Zhang Xiaobei didn't know how long he had been walking in this dark realm, as if it had only been a few moments. Here he seems to have lost the sense of the passage of time.
Finally he could see the light source.
It was a purple flower suspended in mid-air, glowing with a faint purple light. The little light he saw at first came from this flower.
The height of the flower on the other side was only to his chest, and when he walked in, he could see the stamens when he looked down, the stamens were dark purple, and a soft and thin circle of stamens held a chaotic white ball.
The surface of the white ball is extremely cloudy, as if it is wrapped in several layers of white mist.
Zhang Xiaobei thought of Wang Zhaojun's red flowers and Xiang Yu's yellow flowers, and the stamens of the flowers they belonged to were lying on their primordial gods. But why is there a white ball of chaos on the stamen of this purple flower?
Zhang Xiaobei remembered a sentence "A flower is a world, and a leaf is the same." ”
Could it be that the little white ball inside this flower is hiding another world?
The world that Zhang Xiaobei guessed was the place of rebirth.
He was suddenly attacked by the people of Longquan Tian in the exhibition hall and lost his connection with the place of rebirth. And in the bronze coffin, he couldn't summon the place of resurrection again. At that time, he thought that the entrance to the place of resurrection might no longer be in the bronze coffin. He was worried that if he couldn't find the entrance to the place of rebirth, Xi Shi would become a lonely ghost wandering in the world from now on.
The reason why Zhang Xiaobei is willing to stay here is to give himself some time and think carefully about how to enter the rebirth place again.
And the white ball on the stamen in front of me may be the entrance to the rebirth place.
Zhang Xiaobei reached into the flower and wanted to touch the white ball, the surface of the white ball seemed to be covered with nerve rays, and as soon as his fingers touched, wisps of thin threads appeared on the surface of the white ball, wrapping around his fingers like thin rattans.
In just a moment, the night in front of Zhang Xiaobei's eyes instantly turned into day, boundless white.
I'm finally back in the Resurrection Place!
Zhang Xiaobei was extremely excited in his heart.
"Why are you here?" a silver bell-like voice came from behind Zhang Xiaobei.
Zhang Xiaobei immediately turned around and saw Xi Shi in front of him.
"I've been walking here for so long, why are you still ahead of me. Shih Tzu said.
Zhang Xiaobei found that Xi Shi's face at this time was not as cold as when they first met, she was alone here, it was inevitable that she would not feel scared, Zhang Xiaobei believed that Xi Shi should be happy to see him at this time.
"It doesn't matter where you go. I'll be ahead of you. Zhang Xiaobei said with a smile, the implication is, don't struggle, you can't escape from the palm of my hand.
"No matter how many times you appear in front of me, I treat you as transparent. Xi Shi replied, bypassed Zhang Xiaobei, and continued to walk forward.
Zhang Xiaobei shouted to her: "No matter how far you go, how long you walk, there is a blank land in front of you, if you don't leave here with me, you can only be alone here forever, this piece of heaven and earth is your prison." ”
Xi Shi stopped, and couldn't help but feel terrified, the loneliness of not knowing when it would end did make her feel terrible. And not only are there no people here, not even animals, not a single flower or grass. If the young man in front of her disappeared again, this empty white land would continue to torment her mind. 8)