"It's ......"

I reached out with a trembling hand to grab it, but the moment it was grasped in my hand, it quickly withered and fell off in my hand.

"This flower was planted for me, so let it wither! As long as you can come back. ”

"Who are you?"

I called out to find out who it was, but the voice disappeared into the darkness and did not answer my question.

"Big sister, do you think this painting is beautiful?"

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed me.

"Who?"

I looked down defensively, and there was a girl dressed in white standing beside me. And in the hands of the girl in white, she was holding a piece of drawing paper.

"Sister, you speak!"

She blinked innocently and continued to stare at me.

I glanced perfunctorily at the paper she was holding, and I was completely stunned by just that.

Where is the picture in the hand of this little baby! If I'm not mistaken, isn't this the quote I want to learn to draw.

But why was it painted on paper, not leather, and she used a flower path to repaint, and the silver totem looked like a living thing as if it had been carved out of a knife?

What does it look like? I must think about it, I must think about it, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere. But where have I seen it, I have a little more dullness in my heart, and sometimes the more you want to remember a thing or a person's name, you can't remember it for a while. Human memory is really a strange pattern, not only so that others can't figure it out, but even oneself who has pondered it all his life may not be able to understand it.

And that's what I'm in at the moment. But this can't be done, Mo Sui and the female ghost named Ruotong are still waiting for me to save them! I had to figure out what it was before I could move on.

Thinking about it, looking at the picture in front of me, I gradually fell into deep thought.

"What does it look like?"

I thought about it in my heart.

"Sister, this is the crow I painted, don't you think it's great!"

The childish voice seemed to me like a lightning bolt in a sunny day, yes, it was a crow, although it looked a little weird, but it was indeed a raven that ate carrion.

I suddenly realized and grabbed the little girl in front of me violently.

"Can you teach my sister?"

"Sister, do you want to learn?"

There was a clear hint of joy on her face.

"Yes, I want to learn!"

I definitely gave the girl in front of me a sure word.

"That sister is good, I'm only drawing once, this picture is drawn with a single stroke, if there is a pause in the middle, it will definitely not draw the same crow as I painted."

As she spoke, she took out another piece of white paper, and drew it with the pen in her hand, and saw it very well from beginning to end, and the middle was bent at an unusually random degree, and there was no too much embellishment, and the whole picture was just as she said, it was really just a stroke, but it was very realistic.

"It's done."

She put away her pen and said happily to me.

"Aren't there still eyes missing?"

I was surprised to warn, but she just shook her head at me. He opened his mouth and told me that the painting had been finished by this point, and that if I gave it an eye, it might come back to life.

Although she said it very seriously, I didn't believe it, and raised my hand to pick up the brush in her hand, and dotted her black eyes with the ink that had not yet dried.

"Sister, you will regret it one day, just like I did at the beginning, I gave it a pair of demonic eyes."

The little girl looked at me and shook her head a little sadly, like a child who had done something wrong, and took two steps back.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a huge crow rushed out in front of me, its eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness and looked strangely at me, I hurriedly reached out to cover my eyes, but I still didn't have time, let its sharp claws attack my eyes.

I closed my eyes in horror, and sure enough, it was not only adults to listen to, but even children sometimes can't be regarded as jokes, this one can really be brought back to life by being called in the eyes like an ancient dragon, and I am the legendary culprit who caused evil.

"Whoa!"

The little girl suddenly picked up the ink on the table next to her and splashed it towards the black shadow in front of her, and the black shadow quickly dodged and rushed straight into the darkness, but the drawing paper that was originally used to make it settle on the table was completely destroyed, and at this moment the whole sheet was completely as if it had been soaked in ink and pulled out, and it was impossible to see that this was a piece of drawing paper.

"I'm sorry."

I said this apologetically to her.

"Take it! Sister, this is the only thing I can give you. ”

She reached out and plucked a flower with a silver glow from her side, handed it to me, and paced without saying a word.

"This You"

I reached out to ask, but when I raised my head, the person in front of me was gone.

The endless light in front of me disappeared, leaving behind a dark place, and I was alone with the flower and silently stunned, not knowing how to find the way in front of me.

"Wang Ying, Wang Ying, wake up!"

"Who, who's calling me?"

I walked towards the sound, only to feel that it was getting closer and closer, but for some reason it couldn't get closer.

"Wang Ying"

"Wang Ying"

Again, the same voice came from the distant sky.

"Who are you and where are you?"

I asked a little diffusely, and although the voice was familiar, I couldn't remember how to think about it.

"Wang Ying, Wang Ying, if you don't wake up, I will use my blood to keep drawing this ghost charm until the blood runs out. Quick, as you said, it's really going to run out of time. ”

I could hear the rapid fluctuations in my voice, and I could see that the man who was looking for me was in a hurry, and I wanted to open my mouth to tell him that I was here, but no matter how I tried to respond, I never found myself saying a word out of my mouth.

Am I losing my voice, why haven't I said anything at this moment? I asked myself in my mind, but this was just my own speculation, and I am afraid that I would not be able to say anything about it for a while.

Pain, pain, why do I feel pain, it should be but maybe it is really a pain, mixed with a feeling of suffocation, as if my nose and mouth are blocked.

"Ahh

Alertly, I opened a pair of big eyes, and suddenly a big cake-shaped face came into my eyes.